I was forced to cultivate immortality when I just wanted to lie down

Chapter 48 Dragon and Tiger Fight

About 70 to 80 feet away, Zuo Zixiong and his group blocked the exit of the corridor. Xu Qing was on the only way through, and without any hesitation, he stretched out his hand to stop the waiter who was serving fruits, tea and wine, and after taking a pot of Chunqian Longjing tea, he decisively turned around and returned to the tea box.

"Didn't Brother Xu say he had something important to deal with? Why are you back?"

"It's something important." Xu Qing put the teapot on the table and said with a smile:
"I specially went to order a pot of fine tea. It's said to be made from the tips of young girls' tongues, then placed against their chests to warm them and dry them. It tastes wonderful, and you should definitely try it."

And such good things?

Even Zhu Huaian, who had been here once five years ago, could not resist the temptation of the young girl's spring tea.

He couldn't wait to lift the lid of the tea, came forward and fanned the hot steam from the tea with his palm, and took several deep breaths.

In a few moments, the little fat boy's cheeks turned red.

"Good tea! This milk tea is indeed sweet and fragrant."

Seeing Zhu Huaian praising it highly, Wu Wencai, who was standing next to him, also poured himself half a cup, smelled it first and then tasted it, saying that it was the most delicious food in the world and a treasure in the world!

Wu Zhiyuan was shy and before he even took a sip, just by smelling the tea, he felt as if he saw a mirror-like glass of water with beautiful scenery swaying in it.

How shameful! How could a gentleman like him swallow such vulgar tea?

Well, it’s so sweet!

Xu Qing ignored the three excited people. The tea was just ordinary pre-spring tea. The so-called brewed by a young girl was just something he made up.

At this time, his attention was already focused on the newly arrived dragon and tiger.

I just don't know if Zuo Zixiong from the Shenji Camp and Bai Luo from the Tianxin Sect will notice each other.

If discovered, a fight between dragon and tiger would be inevitable.

As for this young zombie, he should sit at the children's table with Zhu Huaian and the others, and drink fake milk tea quietly.

Other adult matters should be left to adults.

Xu Qing hid in a private room in the corridor, and only occasionally glanced through the screen to see what was happening outside.

He was at a high altitude and could see the situation on the field at a glance.

After Zuo Zixiong and his personal escort had chosen a private room, they stood at the exit of the room like a door god, surveying the surroundings with a pair of hawk-like eyes.

Xu Qing looked at the audience below. The moment Zuo Zixiong appeared, the Tianxin Sect's guardian Bai Luo disappeared behind the stage and disappeared completely.

At this time, the election for the top drummer on the stage was just halfway through. The talented ladies who really had the hope of winning the title of top drummer had not yet appeared, but some guests had already spent huge sums of money to vote for the talented ladies whose beauty and talent they had never seen.

There were only two private rooms between them, and the nobleman that Zuo Zixiong served also presented an extremely luxurious combing gift.

"Master Zhao presented Miss Han Meng with a Ming-Cicada Lute. It is priceless!"

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Xu Qing didn't know what was so special about this zither, so he wasn't surprised. Instead, Wu Zhiyuan said in astonishment, "This is the zither that Dong Penggong gave to Wei Yao!"

Wu Wencai was also surprised: "Where did this important person come from? How could he give away the Mingci Qin, a qin passed down from the Wei Yao family, as a wedding gift?"

Compared with the Wu brothers who came from humble backgrounds, Zhu Huaian obviously knew more inside information.

He thought for a moment, then said something shocking: "I heard people in the mansion talk about this zither. It is said that it was a gift from the Wei family to the current prince on his sixtieth birthday."

"The lady who gave the gift addressed him as Mr. Zhao. Actually, the Crown Prince's surname is also Zhao."

Xu Qing and the others looked at each other in surprise. There was an unwritten rule at Shuhuang Pavilion: if a young man presented a comb and a scissors as a gift, the woman presenting the gift would address him as "Young Master." However, if the man was older, he would be addressed as "Grand Master."

His surname is Zhao, he is old, and he can still give away priceless treasures like the Mingci Qin.

Who else could it be except the prince who had endured for sixty years?

At first, when Xu Qing saw Bai Luo coming here, he thought it was a coincidence, but now that he knew the noble identity of Zuo Zixiong's guard, he overturned this idea.

Not long ago, when he was performing a ritual to pray for the souls of the Tianxin Sect followers who were distributing flyers, he received a piece of information - that is, Bai Luo, one of the Five Luo Dharma Protectors, had been planning to assassinate the prince.

Now that these two groups of people are suddenly gathered in the same room, it is hard to say that this is a coincidence.

In the private room, the Wu brothers were unaware of the situation and thought that their trip was worthwhile as they could meet the current Crown Prince here.

Zhu Huaian was filled with joy, thinking to himself that a figure like the prince would also come here to play, right?
To round it off, when the prince inherits the throne in the future, wouldn't that mean that he and the emperor had been to a brothel together to have sex with a prostitute?

Hey! I really brought honor to the Zhu family!
The nobles in the private rooms lavishly spend their priceless treasures, the girls on the stage try their best to display their talents, and even in the dirty corners, pagans are sharpening their knives.

The private room where Xu Qing was was too close to Zuo Zixiong and others, and he felt uncomfortable all over.

He had to find a way to avoid the door god and leave this place.

Fortunately, at this time, the seven flower orders on the stage had already competed, and only three top performers were left competing for the final flower order and flower drum position.

Among the three top performers was Miss Han Meng, who received a zither as a gift from the prince.

As for Miss Zhenwan, whom Zhu Huaian had chosen at great expense, she failed to make it to the finals and only got the title of Hualing.

As the bottom-level quota was determined, the flower orders began to select the customers they wanted to attract.

Xu Qing was looking for an opportunity to escape when he saw a pretty maid, wearing a bright red wedding dress that only a groom could wear, enter the box where they were.

"Who is Mr. Zhu who gave me the jade bracelet?"

Seeing Zhu Huaian stand up and agree, the maid smiled and said, "My young lady has received many valuable gifts, but she doesn't like those vulgar things. In comparison, only Mr. Zhu's poems can move my young lady."

"Lian'er is here to congratulate Uncle."

When Zhu Huaian heard this, he had no idea that he had become Miss Wan'er's boudoir guest.

Seeing this, Xu Qing was moved and hurriedly stood up and stepped forward to congratulate him.

Outside the box, there were maids holding flower baskets and page boys holding red silk, as if they were really going to welcome the bride.

However, everyone knew in their hearts that this was just a fleeting romance, and they would be a couple in bed for only a few days at most. Once the time was over, the girl would go back to receiving customers as usual, but the men she had recruited would most likely not stay with her for long due to various reasons.

Zhu Huaian put on his wedding gown, and Xu Qing couldn't wait to leave the box. He and the Wu brothers acted as best men and followed the "wedding reception" team to the attic where Miss Wan'er was.

Xu Qing took the flower basket and scattered the petals. Just as he sent Zhu Huaian out of the front hall, he heard the sound of fierce fighting coming from the corridor where he was before.

A few people looked back at the panic-stricken hall, and saw a man dressed as a Taoist priest, holding two swords and fighting with a young man in white.

"Zuo Zixiong, Cui Yuanlong is not here today, and you alone cannot protect your master. It would be better for you to convert to our sect and offer the crown prince's head. Then you will become our sect's Dharma Protector!"

Seeing this, Zhu Huaian wanted to turn around to watch the fun, but Xu Qing's face darkened, and he pulled him over and pushed him into the attic.

You are a child who is still wet behind the ears. Why are you trying to get close to adults instead of playing house with Miss Wan'er?

(End of this chapter)