Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

　　 The Qinhuai River was not as prosperous as it was in the later period. At least when the capital was not moved to Beiping, it was still affected by the night ban.

　　 But there are policies at the top and countermeasures at the bottom. Since then, some people will stay overnight here, even if they want to go home, it is easy to find a small boat directly.

　　 The thin mist began to envelop the Qinhuai River, the sound of a few pianos and flutes came out, and people on both sides of the strait immediately opened their windows.

　　 "Hmm! What's the smell?"

　　 In front of this alley is a row of people. After all the windows were opened, an inexplicable smell mixed with fragrance was swept over by the mist.

　　 Xin Laoqi said with some embarrassment: "Master, these are people who have daughters. I hear those women playing music and I want to learn."

　　 Nima! Is the girl's boudoir smell so weird?

　　 Fang Xing rolled his eyes, pulled the headgear down, and pointed his muzzle to the right.

　　 Old Qi Xin looked at it and immediately pulled out a string of firecrackers, and the match rope was also ready to be ignited. Then he asked unwillingly, "Master, do you really need me to act?"

　　 Fang Xing said without turning his head: "The distance from here to the river is a hundred steps. Once your musket is shot, you don't know where the bullet is going."

　　 Xin Laoqi muttered: "But you are also a gun? Can you shoot it over there?"

　　 Fang Xing smiled, then his face tightened, and he shouted in a low voice: "Don't make a noise, they're already here."

　　 The sound of horseshoes smashed, causing women on boats and boats to wave handkerchiefs.

　　 "Master, come to us."

　　 "Master, Xiao Xiangnu has no guests tonight!"

　　 "……"

　　The mist gradually spread, reminding Fang Xing of a poem.

　　——Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand.

　　 In the sight, the three men waved and teased the woman on the boat in the river, making a full-floor red sleeve trick.

　　 "...At night, Qinhuai is near the restaurant, and the business girl does not know the hatred of the country, and she still sings the backyard flowers across the river..."

　　 Fang Xing finished reciting the poem, and then slowly put the man in the middle in the front sight.

　　 "I just want to spend my life peacefully, you shouldn't provoke me..."

　　 Yuan Jiang looked right and left with his chest and belly bulging, feeling for a while that his life was only now worthy of a man.

　　 "Yuan Ye, look, is that girl Mei Xiang?"

　　 A word from the entourage made Yuan Jiang cheer up. He covered his eyebrows and looked over.

　　 Meixiang was leaning against the railing of the painting boat. After seeing the three of Yuan Jiang, she turned around pretending to be shy.

The women on the 　　huan field all have their own means to win over the benefactor, and Mei Xiang’s shyness is the place that fascinates Yuan Jiang the most.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

　　 Seeing Mei Xiang shy, Yuan Jiang laughed loudly, then pointed at Huafang with his riding whip and said, "You go first. You may spend the night in Huafang tonight."

　　 When Yuan Jiang spent the night here, both of these entourage had to watch the night. After getting the benefits today, the two of them were instantly excited, and immediately grabbed a few positions.

　　 The woman is shy, and the benefactor is outrageous. This picture caught the people around her for a while.

　　 "You shouldn't mess with me..."

　　 Fang Xing murmured, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 As soon as the gunfire sounded, Xin Laoqi lit the firecracker in his hand.

　　 "Cracking..."

　　 With the sound of firecrackers, both entourages turned their heads.

　　 With the sound of firecrackers, Meixiang cursed secretly in disgust, and then turned around.

　　 Just this look, the Qinhuai River seemed to be dimmed, and the sight was almost red and white...

"what……"

　　 Meixiang has good eyesight, but at this moment she has never hated her eyes so much.

　　 "Yuan Ye? Yuan Ye..."

　　 "Yuan Ye, where is your head?"

　　 "There is a ghost!"

　　"The law of the law..."

　　 Meixiang was farther away, only to see a headless Yuan Jiang sitting on horseback.

　　 But the two entourages saw a strange and frightening picture at close range:

　　 Yuan Jiang, who was still laughing a while ago, moved up from his chin and his entire head disappeared.

　　 Blood and white brain juice splashed out, and a red jet came up from the neck cavity. Under the shining of various lanterns, it showed a kind of alternative beauty...

　　 "Yuan Ye!"

　　 Following the howls of the two entourages, the people on the side ran around one after another. Even Mei Xiang stumbled into the Xiang Gui, kneeling on the side of the toilet and vomiting wildly.

　　 "Ah! There is a ghost!"

　　 "Run! Run!"

　　 "……"

　　 Just now, on the edge of the red and green Qinhuai River, the wolf suddenly rushed towards the pig, and then Yuan Jiang's horse slammed upright and hissed and threw the headless corpse down.

　　 Fang Xing and Xin Laoqi have cleared their traces, and the carriage is driving toward the depths of the alley without rush.

　　 In the sound of closing doors and windows, Fang Xing looked behind him with the binoculars.

　　 A horse was running around madly, and two men knelt on the ground, crying like a concubine.

　　 The darkness gradually enveloped the Qinhuai River and the entire Jinling City.

　　 After the carriage calmly left the city, the night ban began...

　　 Ji Gang hasn't left yet, he is sitting in Jin Yiwei's lobby, looking at the latest harvest.

　　 After taking a general look, Ji Gang slowly raised his head and squinted at Zhuang Jing in the hall.

　　 "10% less, do you have any objections?"

　　 "Puff!"

　　 Zhuang Jing was trembling with this look. He knelt on the ground, cold sweat dripping from his back without money, and quickly wet his lower back.

　　 "My lord~www.NovelMTL.com~ I damn! I..."

　　 "Slap! Slap! Slap..."

　　 Under Ji Gang's gaze, Zhuang Jing didn't dare to slap himself in the face.

　　 Soon, Zhuang Jing's cheeks swelled up high, but Ji Gang didn't stop, he didn't dare to relax at all.

　　 "My lord! My lord! It's not good!"

　　 Zhuang Jing's heart was overjoyed, and when Ji Gang got up, he also stopped.

　　 Ji Gang was about to ask Zhuang Jing to continue fanning, but when he saw Xiaoqi who came in, his face was pale, his heart felt like a thump.

　　 "Sir, Lord Yuan is dead!"

　　 Ji Tsun's pupils shrunk, his fists clenched, and he immediately asked, "What's the matter? You can elaborate!"

　　 Xiaoqi knelt on the ground, crying with a sad face and said: "The news that the brethren just came, Master Yuan lost his head inexplicably by the Qinhuai River."

　　 Zhuang Jing was dumbfounded, and forgot the hot pain on his face, and got up anxiously: "How is it possible! This Jinling city is our world, who is so bold?"

　　 Ji Tsun was silent, but his brain was running fast, thinking of many possibilities in an instant.

who can that be?

"let's go!"

　　 The setting sun on the horizon left only a touch of blood red, dozens of horses rushed out of the Jinyiweiyamen, and the horseshoes banged on the stone road, making a crisp sound.

　　 When the soldiers of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses saw this group of men and horses, they all shrank their heads and hid on the side, not to mention that they were not allowed to move after the night ban.

　　 After the pedestrian left, a leader of the team spit on the ground and cursed: "Made! I don't know which one is going to be unlucky!"

　　 "That's Ji Tsun!"

　　 A sharp-eyed sergeant recognized Ji Tsun, and he secretly glanced at his commander, wondering if he could take refuge in what he had just said?