Chapter 135 Master of Flute

oh?Wu Sangui glanced at his son and waited for his next sentence.

If the father decides, no matter who he chooses in the end, he will offend either side of Kangxi and Prince Bao, but what if he hand over the choice to A Ke?Wu Yingxiong said with a smile on his face.

Wu Sangui's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he signaled him to continue speaking.

At that time, we only need to declare to the public that we will give A Ke the right to choose a son-in-law, and ask Fu Kangan and Wei Xiaobao to live in the same room, so that A Ke can choose his husband himself.

Wu Yingxiong became more and more proud of his words. Although it seemed fair, we knew how could A Ke never choose the gangster Wei Xiaobao, and in this way, even if Kangxi was dissatisfied with the result, he couldn't say anything.

A Ke, what do you think?Wu Sangui turned around and looked at A Ke and asked.

Everything depends on the father.A Ke's cheeks flushed, and after he finished speaking in a low voice, he ran out all the way.

Early the next morning, the King of Pingxi sent someone to Anfu Garden to invite Song Qingshu and Wei Xiaobao to the palace for a talk.

Wei Xiaobao was very excited along the way, and fantasized in his heart that he would not be the lord in the future, and found a place with A Ke Shuanger and the others to live in seclusion, and did some shameful things with A Ke every day...

However, when the two approached the Pingxi Prince's Mansion, the smile on Wei Xiaobao's face could not help but solidify.

In the hall of the Pingxi Prince's Mansion, a young man sat at the first place to Wu Sangui's left, with a handsome face, a handsome and handsome face, about eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a royal blue robe and a melon-skin hat, with a piece of beautiful jade about an inch sewn in the middle of the hat.

Your grandfather, do you want to look so handsome and handsome?I hate someone more handsome than me the most in my life. There is already a handsome Song Qingshu around me. Another young man is a little face. I am under a very stressed face with a passerby.

Wei Xiaobao's mouth twitched, and he felt very distressed.

Song Qingshu stared at the jade on his hat. From such a distance, he could see the beautiful jade shining brightly. He knew it was a priceless treasure. He couldn't help but laugh in his heart: With such a priceless thing on his head, he was not afraid of being cut off by a thief in the middle of the night.

Mr. Wei, Lord Song, I will introduce you to you. This is Prince Fukang Anfu, the prince of Prince Bao. These two are the emperor's marriage envoy, Mr. Wei, and the general Song, who is the marriage gift.

Wu Sangui stood up and introduced to both sides.

No wonder I dislike you at first sight. It turns out that it is a bitch who snatches my wife from me.Wei Xiaobao cursed in his heart, raised his hand and responded casually: I have been long-awaited for a long time.

Fu Kangan did not return the gift, slowly put down the teacup and said lightly: What kind of hero will I win Oboi with my strength? It turns out that he is just a child who is still stinky. It seems that the rumors cannot be believed.

Take your mother!

Since Wei Xiaobao became a favorite minister of Kangxi, even princes and ministers were respectful when they saw him. He dared to be rude to him like this, and he was angry for a moment even blurted out the slang he had learned from his clients in Lichunyuan, Yangzhou.

Although Fu Kangan couldn't understand what he said, he knew that it was definitely not a good thing. His face couldn't help but sank, and he said in a cold voice: Palm and mouth!

yes!A figure was like a swimming fish, and in an instant he arrived in front of Wei Xiaobao, his palm raised high.

Wei Xiaobao was stunned, as if he was scared to death, but Song Qingshu was not stupid. He stopped Wei Xiaobao and exchanged several moves with the figure in a flash. He punched it out and retreated back.

God’s actions are ever-changing?Song Qingshu looked at the other party and showed doubts. His light skills just now were just a little weaker than Yuan Chengzhi's martial arts.

Fu Kangan reached out to stop his subordinate who wanted to continue to move forward, shook his head, and his words were full of sarcasm: This person must be the one who gave the marriage to Song Qingshu. Nowadays, the name of a general is becoming less and less valuable. Any cat or dog can call himself a general.

As soon as he finished speaking, his men couldn't help but burst into laughter.

A miscellaneous general of Song is naturally not as good as Mr. Fu. By the way, Song Qingshu was not angry. Instead, he looked at Wei Xiaobao who was shocked and smiled: Brother Wei, I heard that the name of Mr. Rabbit, who is a male sex man, is the young master in Yangzhou. I wonder if it is true?

Wei Xiaobao didn't understand yet, and quickly echoed: To Ah, those fat and ugly reckless men like Mr. Fu the most, with handsome faces like Mr. Fu. If Mr. Fu is willing to go to Lichunyuan to sit on the stage, the business will be booming.

you!Fu Kang'an was furious and slapped the table.

By the way, is Mr. Fu good at playing the flute?A cunning smile appeared on Song Qingshu's lips.

Humph, what's wrong? Xiao Yi is so arrogant, but she can be considered to be perfect.

Playing the flute is a major hobby for Fu Kang'an on weekdays, and his skillful skills. He made a girl from the world take the initiative to throw herself into her arms with the sound of a flute. This has always been something he was very proud of in his life.

Song Qingshu laughed: Although there are thousands of brothels in the world, they can be roughly divided into two categories. One is called "Changchunyuan" and the other is called "Never-night Palace". It is said to be a poem originated from Su Dongpo. Mr. Fu is knowledgeable and has a good knowledge of the Five Cars. I believe he must know which poem it is?

Fu Kang'an Xiang was unfair about his literary talent. Although he knew that Song Qingshu had bad intentions, he still couldn't help but say: It must be taken from "The wind and flowers compete to enter Changchun Courtyard, and the lights and candles are shining brightly in the city."

Unexpectedly, Mr. Fu was actually a master. Song Qingshu gave a thumbs up and praised Fu Kang'an's face turned red and white. The so-called "Never Sleeping Palace" refers to the place for prostitutes. Changchun Courtyard, which is naturally the setting of a men's court.Brother Wei, I once heard that male prostitutes must train a skill after entering the museum. I wonder what it is?

Wei Xiaobao grew up in a tramp land, but he didn't know what he meant. He said in cooperation: It seems that they are trained to hold cucumbers every day, and they can pick up customers if they are skilled. There is an elegant saying in the industry, and this skill is called playing the flute.

While speaking, he also glanced at the jade flute on Fukang'an's waist.

Everyone in the field was men, so they didn't understand the meaning. Even Fu Kang'an's subordinates forced their smiles.

Fu Kangan hadn't reacted yet at first, but when he saw everyone's smiles clearly, he suddenly woke up and couldn't help but become furious.

Please be careful, please don’t be impatient. I’m here today to give an explanation on the marriage of my little girl.

Although Wu Sangui was happy to see Prince Bao and Kangxi's subordinates become in trouble, he could not allow both sides to make a fuss.

Fukang An thought that his future father-in-law had to give him face, so he couldn't help but snorted coldly and sat back in his seat in a bad mood.

When Wei Xiaobao heard that Wu Sangui decided to let A Ke choose his son-in-law, his expression changed drastically.

Song Qingshu also frowned, his eyes accidentally swept to Fukang'an. A light of inspiration appeared in his mind and his expression suddenly relaxed.