The journey of the heavens by Jia Huan, the salted fish

Chapter 303
Qu Xingzhi, a young master who has been in the limelight for the past two years.

Qu Xingzhi and his two good friends, Ou Chuming and Bei Chengong, emerged in the arena three years ago, and then helped the court solve several major cases, making them famous in the arena.

Qu Xingzhi was called the chasing son.

This is not only to say that his lightness kung fu is the most powerful, and his speed is comparable to the wind.

What's more, he is unrestrained, unrestrained and casual, just like the wind that can't be controlled at all.

Lu Die smiled and said, "It's Mr. Chasing the Wind."

Jia Huan asked, "Is Qu Xingzhi a regular visitor to Fengya Building?"

Lu Die replied proudly: "Yes. Several of Mr. Qu's confidante are in our Fengya building."

Jia Huan asked: "Can I order those confidante Qu Xingzhi?"

Lu Die shook her head and refused: "They are accompanying Mr. Qu."

"So Qu Xingzhi is also in Fengya Building? Can I see him?" Jia Huan asked.

Lu Die shook her head again and refused: "Young Master Qu doesn't see strangers."

Jia Huan puffed his cheeks unhappily, and followed Lu Die into a room on the second floor.

On the side directly opposite the door is a large window. When you open the window, you can see the scene of the hall on the first floor.

On one side of the hall is a high platform on which dancers are performing.

The dancing moves of these dancers are very good, but they are not amazing, so not many people watch them perform.

Although Fengya Building is open during the day and night, there are generally fewer people coming here during the day than at night.

But today, Jia Huan found that there were a lot of people here. Not long after he came in, the hall was full of people.

Jia Huan asked the woman next to her, "Is there any activity in Fengya Building today?"

The woman next to him was two or three years older than Jia Huan. She was very good-looking and good at drawing.

She put down her paintbrush, glanced downstairs, and said, "Today there is an oiran from Chang'an performing in Fengya Building."

"Is the oiran performing?" Jia Huan said, "That is indeed more attractive."

Seeing that Jia Huan was interested, the woman told Jia Huan something about the oiran.

The oiran's name is Zhan Hanyan, and he is the most famous oiran in Chang'an City.

Not only is he beautiful, he is good at all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he can also dance Zhao Feiyan's palm dance.

But this person is also a showman but not a person.

Otherwise, Fengya Building would not allow Zhan Hanyan to perform in Fengya Building.

Fengya Building will not allow women to break the rules.

The woman continued to draw, and Jia Huan sat by the window to see how the woman was doing, and then to give some advice, and then to see the situation downstairs.

Although Jia Huan has never studied painting specifically, he has learned a little about painting after accumulating so many worlds.

Every time he gave advice, the woman felt like a treasure, and the woman named Shui Hong'er looked at Jia Huan with bright eyes.

She decided that she would not charge any fees for entertaining Jia Huan this time, and even took the initiative to pay for Jia Huan's food and drink in Fengya Building.

Jia Huan laughed, he has money, but he can eat and drink for free, why should he refuse?

Shui Honger finally finished the project and asked Jia Huan to teach her.

Jia Huan looked down at the painting.

Shui Hong'er painted a picture of flowers, and because of Jia Huan's guidance, the flowers painted on it showed a three-dimensional light and shadow effect, making them more lifelike.

Jia Huan first praised a few words, and then gave Shui Hong'er some suggestions.

Shui Hong'er quickly wrote it down, her cheeks flushed with excitement.

Shui Hong'er carefully put away the painting, picked up the jug, poured wine for Jia Huan, picked up the chopsticks, and served Jia Huan with food with her own hands, serving him meticulously.

Enjoying the beauty's service, Jia Huan half-closed his eyes.

Suddenly, there was a burst of cheers in the hall downstairs.

Jia Huan opened his eyes and looked out of the window, only to see that there were already people on the stage.

It was eight dancing girls in red clothes, holding a copper plate with a diameter of less than one foot in their hands.

Eight dancers danced lightly on the stage, and suddenly, a white figure jumped down from the second floor, making graceful movements in mid-air, as if a fairy came to the world.

A pair of jade feet as white as jade landed on one of the trays, danced a movement on it, and jumped onto the other tray.

The white shadow is like an elf, jumping back and forth between the reds, it is extremely beautiful.

Many people were shocked, and it took a long time to react and cheered.

"Good, good, really good."

Jia Huan heard a magnetic male voice, very nice, coming from the next room.

Jia Huan turned his head and looked aside, but he didn't see the speaker, only a few beauties with different styles.

There was a man surrounded by them, and Jia Huan couldn't see the man clearly through the group of women.

Only to hear the man speak again: "Love is too late to dance, and the song is slow, and the wrist is too heavy, and the waist is graceful, the clothes are charming, and the clothes are light. Xuexiuchi..."

Several women were unhappy and coquettish: "Qu Lang's heart has been taken away by the people on the stage, and we are no longer in their eyes."

The man smiled lightly to appease the women: "Why, in my heart, you are all very powerful, no worse than the girls on the stage."

This was said in a low voice, people like Jia Huan sitting in the room next to him could hear it, but the people downstairs and even on the stage should not be able to hear it.

But I saw that the dancing woman's ears moved, as if she heard the man's words.

I saw the woman raised her hand to wipe her face, revealing her face.

All the men present except Jia Huan gasped.

This woman is so beautiful.

Overwhelming is enough to describe this woman.

Jia Huan couldn't help admiring when he saw it.

This woman is the only one he has ever seen in this world who is as beautiful as Jia Qiong.

Jia Qiong is an elegant orchid, and this woman is a delicate and charming rose.

The man next door read out another line of verse: "If you don't watch out for the noise of the fish falling, the geese and the birds, you will be afraid of the shy flowers closing the moon and trembling with sorrow."

When the beauty heard this, a slight smug expression appeared on her face.

Jia Huan saw it.

Sure enough, this woman has been paying attention to the man next door, maybe she is here for the man next door.

This woman should have good martial arts, so she can rely on her internal strength to hear the man's voice.

Only then can he jump up and down on the tray with ease, and his lightness skill is very clever.

It's unbelievable that such a woman with great martial arts is just an oiran, right?

However, Jia Huan thought that Lu Die, the owner of Fengya Building, was also a woman who knew martial arts.

Could it be that now all women in brothels must know martial arts?
Only the man next door invited: "Ms. Zhan is tired from dancing? Would you like to come up and have a glass of water and wine and take a rest?"

Zhan Hanyan smiled at the man's window, captivating everyone.

"Young Master Qu invites you, but it's disrespectful to smoke."

After speaking, he performed lightness kung fu, flew directly to the second floor, and entered the man's room.

(End of this chapter)