As the day is about to start, Liu Cinema is still as busy as ever, and it is another bustling day.
Zhi Jingsi was the city center. Before dawn, a disciple who was on duty was beaten and shouted at the atrium of the bedroom.
Geng Zhao and Changsun Rijiu did not dare to wait until the gongs were heard. They got up after a while, went back to the dormitory in the dark and were dressed up and washed up. They went to the kitchen to help older disciples such as Bao Chang to serve porridge and cook.
There are many people in Liu Cinema. Every day, when you open your eyes, you will have thousands of mouths waiting to eat. There are more than a dozen kitchens alone. The largest canteen canteen can accommodate hundreds of people who open tables to eat at the same time.The apprentices of the craftsmen who cast the house, the Jingjia garrison of the City Inspection Division, the Duosh Division directly under the jurisdiction of the Crown Prince, etc., were not eaten at the same place; the city lord, the city lord's wife, the crown prince, and the general manager's office each had special internal meals, which could be said to be complicated and complicated.
Zhijingshi is the core of the inner courtyard. There is no need to be a group of hundreds of people like the City Clothing Department or the Refining Room. But I want to eat enough and not distinguish between the fine and the thick.Usually, the disciples of Zhijingsi all eat in the large kitchen directly under Qiongyansi. Compared with the Hakka people in Zhuang who are in the royal and vassal residences, they also pay attention to it.
Geng Zhao and Changsun put on their clothes, deliberately rinsed their mouths with clean water several times, rinsed away the smell of alcohol in their mouths, rubbed their frozen hands, and quickly walked to the large kitchen directly under Qiongyansi.
As the name suggests, this Qiongyansi is a unit that specializes in banquets, which is in charge of the city's kitchen canteens and kitchen workers, and uniformly produces ingredients and then distributes them to each meal according to the needs.The large kitchen was brightly lit, and more than a dozen chefs were waving shovels and shouting. A vast mist of water surged out of the stove triple the number, and countless slaughtered figures intertwined among the steam.
Looking around, everything in the huge hall was rhythmic and made noises. There was no barrier between the doors, but the cold dew in the morning could not seep into it.The raw green breath of the residual material is mixed freely with the oily scent of cooked food to form a vigorous and powerful vitality.
Geng Zhao likes this place very much.
After leaving the iron-striking furnace, he felt a little more energetic only during the half hour of coming to make food every day.
When a vegetable-cutting servant saw the two of them coming, he cursed: Fuck it!Are Zhi Jingsi all starved ghosts?It was not yet sunny, so I rushed to receive the offerings Ah!Changsun smiled and said: It's Ah, remember to keep you one and eat it later.The servant cursed constantly, and his sweaty face was covered in grin, and his mouth was full of rotten yellow teeth.
If there is someone who is more irritable and arrogant than a blacksmith, then there is only a chef.
When preparing meals, Qiongyansi was like facing an irreconcilable enemy, roaring and roaring. The first time he heard it, it might be scared, but Geng Zhao was very comfortable - here, whether it was cooked a wok of ginger, fermented pork, or rubbing the rice in the skin and boiling it into fragrant and smooth carved rice, it was all real things, visible and touched, and leaving traces after it existed, which was completely different from neatly dressed and cautious.
The dishes cooked in the kitchen were served in large pots and placed on a large square table at the corner. On the top of the big stove next to the table, the hot porridge pot was rolling, and the snow-colored pearls were churning, the slurry of liquid flowed, and the fragrance of rice came to your nose.
Geng Zhao took out the washed dishes from the bamboo basket and arranged them on the long table, but Changsun walked towards a top cabinet and opened the cabinet door at will.The tableware is stacked in groups in the cabinet, with different shapes and colors, and even the number of pieces is different, which is very different from the food utensils in the basket. Among them are lacquer, porcelain, copper and ivory, which are obviously much more noble than those stored in bamboo baskets.
For example, He Xu and Zhong Yang, who were the senior disciples in Class 3, followed Heng Shuying all day long, and their power was even greater than the managers of various departments, courtyards, halls and houses. Their meals were usually prepared by the disciples of the next level - but the elderly such as Bao Chang and Wen Jing would never serve the soup and make the meals in person. They were layer by layer, and finally they became the work of Geng Zhao and Changsun Rijiu.
Changsun Rijiu had to take a look at the walking schedule of that month and remember who should prepare meals for every day and who should serve the second general manager.In the more than two years since he was responsible for the meals of high-level disciples, Changsun not only did not make any mistakes, but also the subtle details such as Zhong Yang's favorite to eat Tianxing Mixed Cake with Date Bean stuffing, and He Xu's favorite to eat celery sprouts and meat sashimi that were chopped with snowflakes and celery sprouts and meat sashimi that were chopped with snowflakes and celery sprouts and meat sashimi that were cut into finely with snowflakes and celery.
As long as it is Gengyin Room's turn to prepare meals, all the walkers in Class 3 will have a comfortable meal, and Bao Chang and others will have a very good time.
Geng Zhao and Changsun had a meal together, but suddenly someone shouted behind him: Hello, Zhi Jingsi!It was the vegetable-cutter just now.He wrapped his mouth with his hands and roared across most of the kitchen: Come here!
The two of them looked at each other and realized that at some point, everyone put down their work and concentrated on that room.Changsun narrowed his eyes slightly and hit him with his elbow twice: Look.Geng Zhao nodded and the two walked over side by side.
At this time, breakfast was ready, and each stove was turned off one after another, only the hot steam in the vegetable pot was steaming, no longer the wonder of white smoke flying and no fingers reaching out.
The rising sun rose, and the servants turned off the lights of the lighting, and the sun was sprinkled into the hall with empty sides, casting a large shadow inside. The masters took off their greasy skirts and wiped their hands. They squatted or sat aside, pinching the sweaty short brown single clothes and fanning... In other words, perhaps the beginning of this day, the Qiongyansi's large kitchen had already fought a tough battle, and the light and shadow were covered with the fatigue and loneliness that had been relieved after the war.
There were several large stone troughs ranging from seven feet long and three feet wide in the corner, just like stone coffins used for tombs. The four corners of the trough were hung up in the air, filled with burning firewood, and the flames had already been extinguished.The stone trough seemed to have been smoked for a long time and was left for a short time. Although the charred charcoal stains at the bottom extended to four sides of the coffin trough, they did not feel hot when approached, and there was no heat on the stone coffin lid.
The servant grinned and laughed and scolded: Come on!It’s not about cooking you, useless things!The sergeants around him burst into laughter, and their rude words rose and fell.
Changsun Rijiu looked at the stone trough and scratched his head and asked: What is this?
The servant beat him on the forehead and grinned: I don’t know the goods!This is the coffin sheep!Lao Quantou gave you yours!It's really a waste of good things!
Changsun was beaten so hard that his neck was shrunk, Xuexue was sore, and the servants were very happy and laughed endlessly.
Can you guys afford Lao Quantou’s skills?I'm gonna be!The servant clenched his teeth and smiled badly: Don’t say I bullied you, if you lift up this cover, I will give you one!how?
Shut your mouth, Sun Si!What's the argument?
Master Zheng, the manager of the big kitchen, waved his spoon, and the chefs around him shut up.
He raised his left palm, made a gesture of silence to everyone, untied his greasy skirt, walked respectfully to the anvil, and bowed to the ground to a chef who bowed his head and took the knife: Lao Quantou, it seems that the stone pot has cooled down!Why don't you take a look?Everyone is looking forward to it.
Geng Zhao felt a stern: It turns out that he is Lao Quantou.I couldn't help but take a few more glances.
The man was quite tall, his hands and feet were like apes, and his skeleton was thicker than that of ordinary people, but he felt that he had little flesh and his rugged back was a little hunched.The dressing is no different from other kitchen workers: sweaty short brown, greasy and shabby cloth shoes, the shiny skin outside the naked clothes is as deep as a heavy date, and thin arms and legs will only be twisted by the moment of force, and the green winding tendons on it look like an old tree.
This person is the third general manager of Bairiliu Cinema. No one knows his name. Everyone in the city calls him Hu Laoquan or Laoquantou. The origin is unknown - at least Geng Zhao has never heard of it - he only knows that Yan Lai was the leader of the city more than ten years ago. Dugu Tianwei became addicted to eating and refused to let him go, so he simply appointed him as the third general manager of the city.
Even though people were no longer surprised, Dugu Tianwei asked the chef to be the seventh-rank chief supervisor of the royal palace, and the government and the people were a little concerned at that time.
It was only two months since Geng Zhao entered and exited the kitchen with Rijiu, and he did not pay attention to the chef who was busy cooking.I think Hu Laoquan is not in charge of the matter and is only responsible for cooking vegetables for the city lord. It is not known that he has seen it many times, but today he finally recognizes this famous Laoquantou.
Hu Laoquan mixed the fine leek paste and fermented bean curd into the sauce, and turned around. He saw that he had deep eyes, high cheekbones, and his nose was like an eagle hook. There was a faint blue blue color in his purple-red pupils. His loose hair was slightly curly, and his ribbon was dark and red, just like an old plum blossom. You could tell that he had foreign blood at a glance.
It is said that among the ancient gods, the Mao tribes in the West had such characteristics, and Hu Laoquan's ancestors might have come from the Western Region.
Geng Zhao finally understood where the criticism of the past came from.
The Bichan Dynasty was destroyed by a foreign race, and the Baiyujing was burned down. Three hundred years of prosperity turned into dust, and the central land was destroyed. The people deeply hated the foreign race.It is said that when the defenders of Beiguan Road catch the people of the foreign race, they will all open their intestines and cut them off, and they will never die quickly, which shows the fierce hatred.If it were not for the protection of the emperor, how could Dugu Tianwei blatantly confer a foreign tribe as the chief supervisor?
Hu Laoquan came with a bowl of soy sauce. The chefs gave in one after another, but couldn't help but stretched out their necks and tiptoes, for fear of missing the master's move.
He stretched out his left hand and his middle fingers, tried the temperature of the top cover of the stone trough, and nodded: OK.The sound is as dull as matte, and the pronunciation of the characters is difficult to distinguish.It turned out that there was a dark red scar in his throat, about four inches long, almost crossing his entire neck, cutting the huge Adam's apple that suddenly looked like a walnut into two pieces; it was hard to imagine that he could survive such a heavy sword injury.
Master Zheng nodded when he saw him and felt relieved. He hurriedly directed two strong chefs, one of whom grabbed the stone trough cover and gave a sincere command: Lao Quantou, the coffin sheep, is the most critical process to open the cover and pour sauce on the coffin sheep. You must uncover the cover in one breath.Remember, don’t block the light of Lao Quantou!
When putting the sheep slices into the stone trough, the stone cover that is more than an inch thick requires four people to work together to lift it. However, the stone trough is closely arranged. If you want to pour the sauce in the moment you lift the cover, you will never allow the four people to occupy the four corners and squeeze them shoulder to shoulder.
The two fat chefs looked nervous and listened to Hu Laoquan and said softly: Go!Hurry and lift it hard.
Who knew that the stone cover was moved two inches away, boom!It fell down again, and the white smoke rose into the sky, and the hot water vapor kept spraying out, and the touch felt like it was burning!The two chefs hurriedly stepped back, and the skin of the arms, which was sprayed by the heat, suddenly turned red, just like cooked shrimps.
Master Zheng was furious and wanted to force himself forward, calling him left and right: Cover... Cover, cover, cover quickly!Oh, the heat of the cauldron has been leaked, it’s broken, it’s broken!Hu Laoquan held it and shook his head: Don’t be busy, it’s too late, this pot can’t be opened!With a casual push, the stone cover closed again with a rolling sound.
In just a moment, the fragrant aroma of fresh meat filled the hall with the steaming heat.
Geng Zhao didn't like the smell of goat, but she couldn't help but move her nose. She felt that the smell was both fragrant and strong. Just by smelling it, you could imagine the tender and tender aroma of the paste, which was moist and tender, as if it was bitten, and the soft strips of meat sank against the tip of the teeth, and countless gravy gushed out...
This...is this mutton?He pushed Rijiu with a confused look on his face:
Why doesn’t there be any smell of mutton?There is such a sheep!
Changsun Rijiu pinched his neck and swallowed hard, shook his head sadly.
Don't ask me.Even if I admit my butt meat, I have to taste it even if I die.
The stone cauldron was covered with a slight scent, and the hot umami smell gradually faded. Everyone was sniffing and thinking.Master Zheng felt heartbroken, as if even the strength to curse was drained. He shook his head frequently: What a pity... Alas, it's such a pity!
Hu Laoquan said with a expressionless face and said hoarsely: White scalp also has the benefits of white scalp.It tastes good if you let it cool down.
Master Zheng was stunned, and his lost expression calmed down: Is that right?It turns out that there is also this way to eat it.I thought that this rotten mutton must be soft and delicious while it is hot. It is inevitable that the mutton itself will be smelly when it is made into cold dishes, which is contrary to common sense, but I don’t know what it tastes.As I thought about it, my mind fell on the burning sheep in the cauldron again. My regretful look disappeared and I smiled unconsciously. I simply called a few more people and wanted to open another stone trough.
Five or six chefs squeezed between the two ends of the stone trough about three feet wide, and they were almost in decline. The situation was not good.Suddenly, someone said: Master Zheng, the villain still has some strength, so why not let me do it.Everyone turned around in surprise, and it was Geng Zhao who spoke.
Seeing that he was not tall and was wearing Zhi Jingsi's unique neat shirt and robe, he didn't look like he was doing rough work, and they all laughed: Zhi Jingsi's thief is useless to do it?
Come on!Be careful to twist your young master’s expensive arms!
After a while, the meat paste was like it, and I was afraid that I would be greedy if I saw it!
Stop teasing you!Even Sun Si couldn't help but make fun of him.
Geng Zhao said nothing and walked to a large jar filled with clear water next to him.The jar was about half the body, and its round belly was wider than that of an adult man's hands. It was a water tank that was afraid of it.He grabbed the mouth of the urn with his left hand and lifted it flat with his right hand. He touched the center of the bottom with his leisurely hands. He relaxed his left palm and steadily raised the urn to the top of his head with one arm. In an instant, the whole audience was silent, as if he could hear the tip of the needle falling to the ground.
Master Zheng suddenly came back to his senses and was very excited: Lao Quantou!This kid has the strength to let him give it a try?
Hu Laoquan said with a um, pointed at the stone cover and said to Geng Zhao: Release it all at once, the bigger the face, the better.
Geng Zhao nodded, put down the water jar, moved his muscles and bones, grabbed the stone cover and lifted it hard!
The moment the water vapor burst out, Hu Laoquan sauce bowl poured, and a large piece of burning smoke rose; the original meat fragrance in the air suddenly suffocated, and an indescribable smell rushed up even more intensely. The fresh sweetness of the mutton and the smoothness of the cream mixed with the aroma of green chives, fermented beans and soy sauce fermented black beans, tightly grasping everyone's thoughts.
The heat dissipated, and two slices of sheep were placed in the trough - the whole sheep was removed from its head, tail and limbs, and cut them into two. The burnt sheep skin was dyed with a light amber color, as if it had been spread into two large pieces of sauce-baked trotters.
This coffin sheep is similar to the common banquet dishes of northern restaurants, crystal lamb hooves. They are made of add-on white roasting. The cleaned sheep slices are flattened with wide bamboo strips, just like braised chicken and duck. The special thing is that they use a stone kettle with average heat transfer to burn overnight. The bones and meat are crispy and the cream is melted. The stewed skin gels like cheese, locking the gravy, melting in the mouth, and there is no mutton smell.
Hu Laoquan raised the sheep slices, pulled out a long willow leaf knife from his waist with his back hand, removed the bones and meat, and placed the crispy and rotten meat strips flat on the anvil. After a few squeaks, the mutton became a few small pieces, and the diced squares were flat. The honey-colored gravy slowly emerged between the trembling cuts, but the wooden anvil was not soaked in oil.
Geng Zhao has been used to playing the game of chopping wood since he was a child, and he couldn't help but admire him: Kuailiben's family, these few strokes are obviously not very fast, but their strength is not wasted at all.I started to lift my hand and fell from the knife, and the juice in the meat was not released at all. It was really amazing!I thought that the firewood was hard, but the simmered roasted sheep was soft and tender, so it was difficult to get a knife.This old Quantou's sword skills are probably thousands of times better than his own.
Master Zheng divided the mutton, and Geng Zhao pinched the oily pieces and put them into his mouth. After biting it, he felt that the skin was crispy and chewy, and the mutton fat under the skin had already been simmered into a paste, and the strong meat smell penetrated into the mouth, and the mouth was full of sweet and plump oily fragrance. The meat was tender and melted, and it melted in the mouth, and it could chew a little texture, which was wonderful.
Before putting the sheep slices into a stone pot, they were covered with ginger powder, peppercorns and other seasonings. Lao Quantou used the pot to press it when the lid was opened and the heat was poured into the sauce. When the hot and cold, the sauce cleverly penetrated the roasted lamb skin, making the sauce flavor blend and the ointment and gravy penetrated, and it was refreshing than the ordinary sauce, retaining the original flavor of the lamb.
Geng Zhao had not finished her mouth and sucked her fingers frequently. Suddenly, she saw Changsun sitting aside, holding her hands in her arms, her face was very gloomy, and she couldn't help but frown: Could it be that she had eaten her stomach?Changsun shook his head slowly and whispered: He didn't pay attention and bit his finger hard.Fortunately, I didn't chew it open, and my thumb should still be there.
Lao Quantou had finished dismantling the entire area, and everyone was assigned a piece of the large kitchen, regardless of the upper and lower parts, and even a short boy in the corner was not missed.His face was yellow and thin, his body was skinny and bone-bone, and his hair and clothes were particularly dirty and greasy, but the skin exposed between the holes was extremely white and miserable.
As soon as the mutton was thrown into the boy's hands, Sun Si, who had been coveting for a long time, snatched it with his hands and stuffed it into his mouth. Xuexue exclaimed hot, and she deliberately shouted at him: Are you stupid?I can’t even take a kitchen knife, so what do I learn from?Get out of here!Everyone laughed.
Who is that?Geng Zhao asked quietly.
Do you really think I have the ability to remember everything I saw and turn a blind eye?Changsun Rijiu was depressed and reluctantly glanced at him: Newcomer last month.I heard that I was hungry at the foot of the mountain, so Lao Quantou picked it up the mountain, but couldn't ask for his name, so he probably had some problems with his brain.Sun Si and the others called him Asha.
Geng Zhao saw the boy retracting back into the corner and whispered: I don’t look like a fool, but I feel like I have something to worry about.
Changsun looked at his palm gloomy, looking solemn, not sure whether it was mourning lamb or thumb.
I won't fight with you.You are an expert with your worries, you have the final say.
Geng Zhao was good at lifting the cover, and the mutton he got was also very large.He divided the leftover meat into two halves, comforting Changsun's injured body and mind, and stuffing the other half into the hands of the young man Asha.
Unexpectedly, Geng Zhao turned around, and Sun Si snatched the mutton and stuffed it into his mouth. He chewed it all over the juice. Geng Zhao smiled with his fingers: Ah, silly, you are even more stupid!Zhi Jingsi's eggs blindfolded and he respected me for nothing!Some of the peddlers laughed and some were booing, making a fuss.
Suddenly, Master Zheng shouted loudly and knocked hard with a spoon: Why are you quarreling!The scene immediately became quiet.
He raised his chin and pointed at Asha: Asha, come here!
Asha seemed to have never received such attention, and was so scared that she trembled and shrank forward timidly.
Lao Quan's face was expressionless. With a wave of the kitchen knife, he cut a sheep strip with skin and handed it to Master Zheng.
Master Zheng stuffed the meat into Asha's hands and said loudly: You must learn the skills in this kitchen with your eyes and study them with your heart; the most important thing is to learn with your tongue!He pointed to the mutton sauce on the anvil and said to everyone: This is Lao Quantou's kindness. You turtle lambs, all of you will be given to me!Eat the taste firmly into your mouth, stomach, eat it into your bones, and remember it to death; one day in the future, you will be able to burn this taste!
The kitchen was quiet, without any sound, only dozens of pairs of shiny eyes were left.
These chefs who were strapped at the bottom of the Liu Cinema and who were all rough and stupid all day long suddenly became deep and restrained at this moment. With their innate intuition, they greedily remembered the shocking delicacy in their hands like wolves.Because that is a very small number among them, an important basis for one day to make a name for themselves...
The boy stared at the strips of meat with oil in his hand. After a long time, his whole body suddenly shook, as if he had realized something, so he quickly opened his mouth and chewed it.
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Lao Quantou doesn't easily make famous dishes, coffin sheep, but last night the second general manager sent someone to explain that there was a distinguished guest from Shuiyue Dianxuan in the city. The city lord may hold lunch and dinner, and let Qiongyansi prepare first.
Geng Zhao and Changsun waited in the big kitchen for a long time, but they still didn't see Bao Chang and others coming for dinner. They were suspicious when they suddenly saw a disciple of the same bed rushed over and ran away: You... hurry... Xuande Hall... gather... There was a vague sound of a gong in the distance, which was Zhi Jingsi's unique call for summoning order.
Geng Zhao exchanged winks with Changsun and ran towards Xuande Hall.
In the hall, more than a hundred disciples were classified according to their ranks, with uniform clothes and uniform colors, tall and handsome, and very beautiful.Only Geng Zhao and the other two were the least impressed, and they were just right next to the door. They approached the hollow door screen with their hands and feet, pretending to be nothing, but fortunately no one paid attention to the front row.
There are twelve walking disciples who are loved by Heng Shuying, each class is four, and they are divided into three shifts a day, so it is called "Three shifts" walking.Two of them handled documents in Shanzheng Hall in the center of the city, and the two followed the Second Chief Executive and waited for arrangements.Excluding the four people sleeping in the night shift and the two people in Shanzheng Hall, there are at most six people who can be summoned to the class. At this moment, twelve people arrived, headed by He Xu and Zhong Yang, and the main seats were on both sides of the station.
Manager Situ, who was on duty, ordered all the people and turned around and walked in. Not long after, a faint fragrance of plum blossoms spread out of the hall, and the curtains were slightly exposed. A pair of small lilac embroidered shoes crossed the low threshold. The exposed instep and a small piece of soft ankle were like snow. The indescribable jade snow was cute, but it was a kiss from the horizontal and sparse shadows.
Everyone bowed together, waved their sleeves with a wave of the clouds, and they thought they had returned the gift and sat down at will.
Thank you for your hard work.
She took a sip of tea, looked around her beautiful eyes, and the crisp and beautiful guttural sound echoed in the hall.
As we all know, the three major competition numbers in the East China Sea are approaching.The city is the host, and the Zhijingsi nodded in the city. He must be properly purchased and strive for goodness and beauty, so as not to make a laugh and lose the reputation of the city and his master.
The three major casting numbers, including Qingfengzhao, Chiliantang, and Bairiliu Cinema, hold a competition meeting every year around the Shangsi Festival (the third day of the March 3rd). Each of them produces equipment to determine the advantages and disadvantages of casting. The winner can take over the ordnance of the court and cast weapons for the Yulin Army in Pingwangdu and the elite troops in Beiguandao.
These three governments are military front competitions approved by the court. They have even sent important personnel to participate. They have never stopped for thirty years. They are the annual event of Tokaido. They invite heroes and famous swordsmen from all over the world to attend the meeting. They are no longer just competitive skills.
In the past, the world was not yet determined, and Qingfengzhao and Chi Liantang supported the Dugu family's military use, which was once a beautiful story.Qingfengzhao is skilled in customized production, Chi Liantang mastered the lifeblood of Liufengjiang, and made convenient raw materials. The two companies have had hundreds of years of experience in casting swords with high quality and uniform specifications. They really don’t think about making military weapons for the court.
Bai Riliu Cinema has only been half a year old, but it has taken a different approach and casts weapons for famous martial arts masters. A sword takes three or five years to make it worth tens of thousands of gold. The finished products are all suitable, and can even help exert the power of our martial arts, complementing each other.In addition to the casting design of Qimen weapons, Liu Cinema also has outstanding strengths.
Although it has not won the Three Mansions Competition Conference, in the past decade, Liu Cinema's profits from the business that was linked to the conference may not be inferior to those of Qing and Chi companies.Because of Heng Shuying's unique vision, he not only avoided the fierce competition for the management of military ordnance, but also used the competitive front to show his strengths and gradually established a position in the minds of the people of the world.
As the saying goes: the green breeze shines and the red refining hall, the flowing shadows in the daytime are long and clear water.To this day, if there is no famous sword of the world's famous water, tailor-made by Liu Cinema, it will inevitably lose its identity and may make people laugh.
The competition for the three governments is crucial, especially once every three years, when Zhuchengshan is the host, it is even more of a day in Bairiliu Cinema. However, with Heng Shuying's personality, he will never summon his disciples to give a lecture for such self-evident things and waste time without reason.
Geng Zhao was surprised and suddenly heard her turn: ...It's only been more than a month since the front-end period, and everything is busy and everything is complicated. I can't handle the work in my study.Therefore, after discussing with Situ and others, he decided to promote two new members of the class to walk, one in Shanzheng Hall and the other in Wanxiangzhai, without taking turns, and doing things cheaply.A clear position distinction will be made before adjustments are made after the front meeting.
A small commotion broke out in the ranks.Since the beginning of spring, rumors about promotion have spread again and again have not been heard new, and it is finally time to be revealed.
Bao Chang raised his chest and cast his eyes with envious or jealous eyes from both sides. He was mixed with all kinds of feelings.
Heng Shuying took a stamp handed over by Manager Situ and asked in a low voice: Are these two right?
Manager Situ was slightly stunned. He saw the opportunity very quickly and said calmly: The villains are indeed the most suitable for these two people to study documents and evaluate their abilities.Please also ask the Second Chief Manager to take a look first before making a decision.
Heng Shuying shook her head: No, I have always been at ease with you.He opened the sign, cleared his throat, and said loudly: Gengyin Fang Changsun Xu, a family of the poor country, was born in the Fucheng clan, proficient in arithmetic and skilled in documents, and had six years of entering the city, with loyal and cautious words and deeds, and was able to bear the heavy responsibility. I recommend it here.He raised his head slightly, and glanced at him from a distance, as if he had looked at it for a moment, and said calmly: Accurate.
Thank you, the second manager.The Situ Management Group bowed in her hand.
Everyone was confused.Changsun Xu...Who is that?
After a while, someone was relieved and blurted out: It was nine o'clock on that day!
Ah, how could it be him?
Day, day nine?Which... which day nine?
Quan Zhi Jingsi only has nine days a day!The popularity is so popular that I don’t know what to do:
Haven't you heard from the manager?It’s the Rijiu in Lao Bao’s room!
Those who were named were afraid of being even more surprised.
Changsun Rijiu was dumbfounded and his saliva almost dripped. When he looked up, he saw a gray face turning around in the front row. Bao Chang gritted his teeth and threw a pair of hatred eyes, as if he was staring at something dirty, wishing he could grind Rijiu's white flesh out of oil.
Heng Shuying continued to read: Gengyin Fang Gengzhao, Wang Hua conquered the common people, and after Zhongxing Army, he entered the city for twelve years.This son helps the Yi League, and he is willing to sacrifice his loyalty and courage. He recommends it here.He murmured and asked: Is it the one who rescued Ran Er Palm Hospital last night?Although the voice is light, the front row is clearly heard.
Manager Situ's eyes rolled, his heart was bright.No matter what the second manager asked, there was only one answer.
It's this child.The old manager hugged his hands together and bent down slightly, looking neither humble nor arrogant.
Heng Shuying nodded with satisfaction.
Just do it.Everyone dispersed and went to work hard, so don't waste the morning light.
The whole hall responded, and the disciples walked out of the hall in order in an orderly manner.
She stood up gracefully, folded the sign three times, put it into the fold of the belt, and said leisurely: Changsun Xu quickly went to Shanzheng Hall, and immediately got back to the jurisdiction of the strict management. He would not make any mistakes in everything.The beautiful eyes flowed, and a sly smile suddenly flashed through his eyes, and his expression seemed to be a little bit smiling:
As for you, Geng Zhao.Come with me.
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I think it is true that all this is Heng Shuying's arrangement.
Situ Xiannong, an old manager who was born in the previous dynasty, was already 60 years old and suffered from gout for many years and was almost not on night shifts.When Ran Hongxia and others entered the city last night, Manager Situ had already returned home to rest. From the time point of view, he had no idea about Shuiyue Dianxuan.Heng Shuying just wrote a seal for him, and the two of them performed on the spot, making a good improvisational show in Taiwan.
Geng Zhao followed her about five steps away, and the two walked quickly between the curved corridors in the inner city.
Just now in the hall, Heng Shuying was inadvertently naughty for a moment, and then she returned to her usual light and cold appearance, even a little deliberately stiff.I went to Jin to meet the city lord.At the end of the court meeting, she hurriedly said, her skirt was like dancing and her embroidered shoes were broken, as if it was like plum blossoms were building snow, and she was about to spread out of Xuande Hall.
Let your subordinates accompany the second general manager?Zhong Yang quickly followed.
No need.She didn't look back, and her steps seemed a little irritated: You can go and I'll take Gengzhao.
Geng Zhao still remembered that when he walked past him, the two sharp eyes that suddenly appeared and disappeared, and his handsome eyebrows and eyes became entangled in an instant, and they looked a little ferocious.Although Geng Zhao did not have the ability to remember Changsun Rijiu's eyes, he could guess that today it was Zhong Yang's turn to be the second general manager to walk the day shift.
Take care of the second manager carefully and don’t make any mistakes.Zhong Yang gritted his teeth, and his handsome face with distinct facial features was filled with blue air.
Geng Zhao is not sure who needs to be taken care of.In the twelve years since he entered the city, he had never seen the city lord. He had only seen the golden-topped colorful sedan chairs surrounded by people, and the endless singing and dancing around him.
In fact, Bairiliu Cinema is a general term for the vast city walls on the top of Zhucheng Mountain, including barracks, forging workshops, and mansions of important people in the city. It is collectively called the outer city, surrounded by brick walls and wooden fences, but as the order of buildings increases, there are also places where there are no fences; only the inner city for the city lord is an unforgettable stone city. In the past, it was one of the fortresses that Dugu's family looked down at the East China Sea Pacific Plain. It was also called Lucheng.
The stone city, which is about 200 steps long and wide, is not big even from a hundred years ago. The most unique feature of this city is that it is high - the city wall alone is more than seven meters, and there are also women's walls, arrows, and lookout towers on it. The square long pillar city body looks like a tower from a distance, with Baiyun Mountain mist inserted at the tip, standing darkly between the communities. No matter where in Bairiliu Cinema, you can see the sword-like black city tower, which makes people feel suffocated.
Geng Zhao followed Heng Shuying's footsteps and walked around Lucheng for a long time and near, towards the rich manor behind the city.
Dugu Tianwei never lived in Lucheng.
To put it bluntly, the stone city built for military purposes a hundred years ago is dark and cold to live in, and it is not at all comfortable.In the first three years after being enfeoffed to Zhucheng Mountain, Dugu Tianwei was said to have lived in the mansion of Guanri, the general manager of Luqiu. It was not until the manor built behind Lucheng was basically completed before it moved back to the inner city.
Over the past decade, the city lord's private manor has been expanding, either repairing, building new buildings, or building flower stones, and has not stopped all year round.Geng Zhao walked among the complex corridors, feeling that this section of the road seemed to have been walking longer than the outer city, and the direction was difficult to tell. Suddenly, he saw a wide view and finally got rid of the dark depth of field where the low eaves and windows were all raised. At the end of the corridor, it led to a courtyard. What was strange was that there were no stones, flowers and trees in the courtyard, but a large area of shallow water, like a pond.
After a closer look, there were countless scattered shadows under the water, which seemed to be uneven square floor tiles; countless wood carving idols were erected on the water, carved like musicians and dancers, and there were also rowing horses, so exquisite that even the five-fingered fingers the size of walnuts were clearly carved, with their clothes flying in the sky, their eyebrows and eyes looking pretty, and they deliberately did not paint colors, which added to the beautiful wood grains.
At the end of the corridor, it stopped in front of the pool. The corridor board reached about four feet into the water. The semi-arch pillars like arch bridges under the board were made into the shape of a dock.
In the middle of the pool stands a pavilion with flying eaves, with air everywhere, and heavy lotus yarn hanging down. The yarn sways but does not float up.The lotus-colored figure behind the gauze kept shaking, and the smile of silver bells like an oriole came out; occasionally one or two crisp bells and chimes burst out, although the sound was pleasant, it was messy and broken, and it was not a musical sound.
Geng Zhao looked at it twice, as if the chime sounded, water splashed on the surface of the pond, and several of the dance figurines began to rotate, only to find that the wooden figurines had movement joints, such as knees, elbows, shoulders, waists, etc.However, the sound of the chime in the pavilion was intermittent, and the villain stopped just after a little movement, nothing surprising.
He had never been to this forbidden garden, but he also heard the old man in Zhijingsi say that the city lord asked the palace of the four-pole Ming Mansion of the East China Sea for a price of a thousand gold coins, and hired more than a hundred skilled craftsmen from Huyin and Huyang. It took three years to build a wonderful building with music and dance, known as the "Xianglingbo".
The Palace of Pang is one of the nine saints of Confucianism in the East Realm. It is proficient in art and numerology and has the reputation of numerology.
It is said that he lived in seclusion in the Siji Ming Mansion without caring about the world, and focused on pursuing the ultimate formation, either based on Dunjia or placing mechanisms. After a while, he felt that it was not enough, so he made up for another period to perfection. After many years of repeated incidents, the formations in the mountains were densely covered, and layer by layer, forming a huge formation map.Rumors of a flirting person: Not only are birds and animals coming in and out of this mountain, but even the mist and mist have been locked for many years and will never scatter. The entire mountain is hidden in the fog for decades, and most of the elders nearby do not recognize the shape of the mountain.
The people in the city passed this mysterious new house to the sensation of the reputation of the Qianji Formation Master, Gong Gong. Unexpectedly, the Blueprint is more expensive than building materials and artificial. The Xianglingbo, which is just a small pavilion in quiet pools.
Heng Shuying stopped at the end of the corridor and saw that there was no maid close to her, and she frowned: Where have you been?Cleared his throat and said loudly through the water surface of the pond: General Manager of Zhijingsi, Heng, ask to see the Lord.After shouting a few times, a gust of wind suddenly sounded, and the lotus-colored gauze on the front of the pavilion was lifted up, and a large area of warm white mist leaked out, and the laughter in the pavilion was suddenly lost, and it spread unscrupulously.
The horizontal and sparse shadows drooped their heads, and after half of their blessings, he whispered: Say salute to the city lord quickly.
Geng Zhao quickly knelt aside and kowtowed respectfully.I raised my head and suddenly stopped stupid.
The white hot wind dissipated, and dozens of beauties in the pavilion hugged naked a middle-aged man with a wide waist as big as a bear and white flesh.
He was not a soft couch chair stool, but four young girls of fifteen or sixteen years old were kneeling side by side, lifting their round and tight buttocks high, forming a comfortable seat cushion with undulating peaks; the back of the chair was also made up of four women, but they were all mature girls in their early twenties, with their chests extremely full, and eight large and soft snow-white milk melons connected together. The man lies down with his eyes closed, and his shoulders and backs softly fell into the plump breasts. He felt extremely comfortable just by looking at it.
Geng Zhao didn't know that this extremely erotic human seat had a name called Yunshangbag, which means that it was extremely comfortable to sit on, and it was as if it was floating on the clouds.
Cloud baking is composed of twelve women. Special utensils are used to allow beauties to sit, lie, or lie down. There is no need to work hard to make the sitting person feel comfortable and happy. There are special aspects of the body, such as: the buttocks and hips cushions must be both tender and elastic, and bodybuilding girls over 14 years old or under 18 years old are the best; the back of the chair should choose fertile breasts, which must be the same size and shape, the thigh stairs must be small and soft, and when the erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile er
The cloud baking used by men is the best choice. These four beautiful girls not only have huge breasts and uniform shapes, but also have slightly sunken breasts, which are not obvious even when they are congested. The pillow is very beautiful and does not even have a trace of scratching.There is another way to play with this cloud baking. You can choose four breastfeeding beauties to serve as the backs of the chair. You can feed apricot milk, milk malt, crispy fat, etc. on weekdays. You can sit on it. The ones you suck on the side and pinch casually are all fragrant and smooth milk, and the taste is wonderful. It is also called Xiangxue Cheese.
If you have to have such a pomp, this person is Dugu Tianwei, the leader of Bairiliu Cinema.
In addition to the clouds, the singers, dancers, and even maids were naked in the pavilion, and perhaps there was also the city lord's favored concubine.Geng Zhao didn't dare to look at it anymore, and his hands were lying on the ground. Within the sight of his eyes, there were only the pair of small and exquisite goose yellow embroidered shoes under the snow gauze skirt in front of him.
Dugu Tianwei seemed very happy when he saw Heng Shuying coming: You are here just in time!I just said that these little girls are so stupid. The pavilion designed by Master Chang is so clever, but they can't play well.He was frivolous and did not look like the lord of a city at all.
Heng Shuying's body trembled, and the hem of the skirt swayed slightly, as if she was extremely patient, and even her voice was a little uncomfortable.
I will report to the Lord that a major incident happened in the city last night. Please leave your left and right and let me report it in detail.
If you take the initiative to make decisions about those things, I don’t like to listen to them. Dugu Tianwei was very excited: Hey, come quickly! Since the construction of this Xiang Lingbo, you have not been asked to try it! These singers, Wuji, are so stupid that they can't find a bird after a few days. I'm calling someone to find you.
Master Geng is of extraordinary value, how can he not be famous?Lord, let's try again.
Her tone became colder, and she became more annoyed when she remembered the matter of asking for a thousand gold coins.Spending money in such useless places is just increasing the difficulty of promoting useful things - with Dugu Tianwei's squandering nature, Heng Shuying may feel a pain in this regard.
Now, there is something more important, please come on...
Enough, I don't want to listen!There was a rumbling sound in the pavilion, as if something had been knocked over. Dugu Tianwei's voice suddenly became serious, and the concubines and maids around him did not dare to laugh, and the scene became quiet in an instant.
Heng Shuying's gauze skirt was trembling, and her breathing was a little rapid, not sure whether it was panic or angry.
After a moment, Dugu Tianwei broke the silence first.
Who is the one next to you?The eyes are tight.
I report to the Lord, this is Geng Zhao, a disciple of Zhijingsi, and it is the testimony of what happened last night...
OK.Dugu Tianwei's voice sounded ill-intentioned: Anyway, is it an important person?
yes.Heng Shuying said mutely: I brought him here to let him report what happened last night to you.
Dugu Tianwei laughed.
That's OK.Now you have taken off your clothes and come and dance.Or, I'll ask someone to kill him!
Geng Zhao suddenly looked up.
Dugu Tianwei in the pavilion held the black beard on his lips and smiled proudly, as if he was playing tricks on his face. He was sure to win and wanted to dance immediately.Heng Shuying's pretty face turned pale, and her plump lips were shaking. Her slender fingers wrapped in her sleeves were pinched and her knuckles turned slightly blue.
--The city lord is serious.He can say it, he can do it!
In an instant, Geng Zhao suddenly felt this way.
Heng Shuying bit her lips and was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled.
The Lord just wants to watch Zhiwu, why should he kill someone?How evil!She smiled cutely and even her tone was so slim that she felt as if she couldn't dissolve the sugar paste.Look, I'll just jump one!After the jump, the master will listen to Xiao Ying'er's words obediently, okay!
Dugu Tianwei was overjoyed and clapped his hands repeatedly.
good!Xiaoyinger followed me, and I also followed Xiaoyinger.
Heng Shuying took off the cold-proof cloak and handed it to Geng Zhao.
Geng Zhao knelt on the ground and did not dare to get up. When she saw her bent over, she took turns to hook her goose yellow embroidered shoes and thin snow socks, revealing a pair of plump and crystal white little feet. The soles of the feet and ankles were covered with a light orange red color, tender without a trace of hard skin; her toes were flat, which was both round and greasy as a baby, and the seductive curves of a mature girl, combining tenderness and charm, and was indescribably cute.
She rolled up the thin trouser legs in her gauze skirt, tucked the back into her waist (the cloth used by a woman to tie her waist is equivalent to the hug of a man in a martial arts uniform), and was naked with a pair of round and straight slender legs, which were as white as milk.She is petite, but her upper body is short and her lower body is long, and her skin is extremely white, just like a dance figurine doll made of bone porcelain.
The horizontal sparse shadow took off the golden ear hairpin on the temples, leaving only a playful and charming naked horse bun.
Take it off!Dugu Tianwei urged: If I can't come again, I'm going to be angry.
Heng Shuying forced a smile and acted coquettishly and said angrily: I won’t take it off! that's all. He is naked and doesn't look good when dancing. After exploring the water, he suddenly shrank back, frowned and said: It's so cold! After gritting his teeth and looping his shoulders, he lit the water by again, just like a fairy in Lingbo. It turns out that there are stone steps at the bottom of the pond, which is only one inch from the water surface, so you can walk flat into the pavilion; the water in the pavilion is drawn from the natural hot spring in the back mountain, and the pool is cold spring water drawn from the north of Zhucheng Mountain, with a double ring of yin and yang, which is another feature of Xiangli Lingbo.
The shadow of Hengshu entered the pavilion, and the girls asked to the side. Seeing the second manager who was usually tall, he was actually wading with his legs and skirt naked, looking very embarrassed, and his fear gradually faded away. With the support of the city lord, he couldn't help but point and whisper.
Heng Shuying ignored him and smiled at Dugu Tianwei and said, "Master, Xiao Ying'er hasn't danced for a long time!"You let others warm up first.Dugu Tianwei seemed to be in a good mood, and closed his eyes and smiled: I still remember that you danced like this one day before entering the city.
The pavilion with an outer edge above the water surface of the pond is actually a large pool inside, with a deep hot spring and a calves. Apart from the naked beauties, there is not even a flute or a piano.
How can such a simple architecture be produced by music and dance?While thinking, she walked towards a small table protruding from the water. The stone slab under her feet suddenly sank about an inch, and a crisp sound of bells and chimes came from the pillars on all sides.
After a closer look, the bottom of the pool in the pavilion was like a chessboard, covered with crisscrossing squares.Heng Shuying had an idea, stepped forward a few steps, took a few steps back, and pressed it casually on the side. The small table actually sank slightly, and a crisp and beautiful sound was made in the four pillars.
(I see!)
--This entire cast of Lingbo is a musical instrument in itself!
The Gong hid the chime stones, iron tools and other mechanisms used to make sounds in the pavilion pillars. The pavilion pillars were hollow as wind ducts, while the floor tiles, small tables, lamp posts, and even the aurora-brained gold beasts used to burn incense were sound keys, and then connected to the dance figurines in the pavilion pillars and the outer pool with a machine spring.Once the floor tiles are touched, the pavilion column makes a sound, indirectly pushing the hydraulic mechanism of the outer pool and causing the villain to rotate and dance.
Wouldn't such clever mechanism be better to use to improve the casting process and reduce manpower consumption?Waste in this kind of place!Heng Shuying laughed furiously, but there was no sound of wind on her mouth. She stepped on the floor tiles to explore the scales, and after a moment, she said: This pavilion is really interesting.If the Lord does not abandon him, Xiaoyinger wants to play a poem about Yulouchun.As soon as these words were spoken, all the girls laughed.
Dugu Tianwei himself is proficient in silk and bamboo play, and there are also some who know the music among the concubines. In addition to being beautiful and good at flattering, the actors around him are among the best in the brothel teaching workshops. Such a group of experts would be helpless about the exquisite Xiang Lingbo, which was obviously a joke on Gong Gong.
It is said that in order to seek a blueprint for the mechanism, Dugu Tianwei sent the city to encircle the mountain of Zhouzhao. Since he could not break through the Thousand Machine Array hidden in the clouds and mist, he simply strengthened the walls and cleared the fields and surrounded it for three or five years.When Taizu Ye defeated Panlong Pass, he also used this kind of military strategy!Dugu Tianwei was proud and blew the magic snails to a group of dumbfounded retainers.
After a few days of siege, the soldiers were still falling in the fog. People at the foot of the mountain were lost in the fog every day, and they disappeared from then on.Just when there was nothing to do, perhaps the Siji Ming Mansion on the mountain was already unbearable, a boy suddenly appeared in front of the camp.
If you want a mechanism that can automatically dance, I can make it into a box the size of a palm. This is my ability. The guardian boy from Siji Ming Mansion conveyed the message from the mansion owner. The Gong was indulged in the production of the government, and even he had to write a letter or meet foreign guests. The external communication was entirely due to the messenger of the mansion. If you want a house that can dance automatically, it will be your ability and I will not be responsible for the consequences. Box or blueprint, both are worth a thousand gold, you decide for yourself.
Dugu Tianwei sent out his army and wanted not a music box.Unexpectedly, even if the blueprint is extremely clever, it amazed the craftsmen in the two lakes. The finished products built are perfect and perfect, which makes people think deeply.
Generally speaking, musical instruments have positions or piano emblems to mark the scales. However, in this roaring lingbo, every arrangement is a key, and the arrangement between them is irregular, which is equivalent to a giant piano three feet in a circle, filled with strings of unknown purpose. It is neither organized nor large and unsuitable. Even if the chief piano master of the East China Sea is present, he cannot play the music.
And the horizontal and sparse shadows not only play the sound of the Lingbo, but also boast about the Haikou, and play a complete picture of Yulou Spring.
The girls and the pavilion had been struggling for more than half a month, and they had suffered a lot. They couldn't help but laugh at her for not knowing how to live or die, and even the last trace of fear was thrown out of the sky.A beautiful and delicate pet concubine covered her mouth and sneered, blurted out: Oh, if the second general manager can play the whole chapter of Yulouchun, the little woman will throw away the bricks and sing a song with the second general manager.
Heng Shuying's eyes sterned, and she said coldly: Do you know how to sing?I thought it was the owner of a brothel.The concubine remembered the rumor that the faint fragrance floated and Heng Shuying was so hot that she lost all the blood on her pink face. She was so scared that she shrank aside and threw her eyes at the city lord with pity.Unexpectedly, Dugu Tianwei just smiled and was very lucky to gloat. The girls lost their backers and their arrogance immediately restrained a lot.
Heng Shuying tried several stone bricks under her feet, and the copper tubes on all sides were tinging sounds, which was crisp and beautiful. Suddenly, her toes were pointed lightly, and she twisted her waist and actually danced.
I saw her skirt intertwined, her slender legs jumping and moving, her soft legs were full of elasticity, her petite figure kept flying in the pavilion, her plump breasts swaying like waves, and the musical sounds in the pillars were like playing the yangqin, with endless melody.
As the music was melodious, the villain dancing figurines in the pond suddenly moved - unlike the intermittent and dullness in front of them, the people, boats, cars and horses in the pond were rotating around the pavilion, musicians waved their heads and played flutes, danced their legs and flew into the sky, sailing and horses, like living things.Everyone was stunned and speechless for a moment.
The horizontal and sparse shadow dances gracefully. Although he holds the skirt with one hand and pats it slowly and accompanies the sound from time to time, he shows his figure more delicate, just like a fairy on the water.
Her clothes were wet with water, close to her delicate and graceful body, wrapping out the two soft and trembling round breasts on her chest, and her plump and smooth breasts overflowed from the upper edge of her bellyband, which could still be clearly seen through her wet outer shirt; her snow-white legs reflected the rippling waves, which were even more moister than the white gauze shadow reflected on the water. Her small knees and knees were bending with pink and crisp orange red, and her bare feet were occasionally lifted out of the water, stained with crystal clear tiny water droplets, like freshly cut pear strips.
As I was dancing, I suddenly stopped at a corner of the pavilion, dancing softly, and only tapped the front and back with my slender right leg. The rich melody of the original two films was only single note, and the dolls on the outside moved slowly, but the listener didn't feel simple, as if they were in the trough in front of the peak, full of expectations for the changes in the next moment.
The dance music changed into a minor tune. She opened her red lips lightly and sang in a singing voice:
The red and crispy buds are still shattered, and the southern branches are still blooming?
I don’t know how much fragrance it is to borrow, but I can see that I have infinite meaning.
The Taoist is haggard at the bottom of the spring window, and his depressed and silenceless.
If you want to have a drink, come and have a rest. It may not be that the wind will not rise in the Ming Dynasty!
The wind was over and the charm was over. The petite beauty in the semi-wet gauze bowed down, and the slowly falling skirt spread out on the water to form a snow-white circle; the milky white snow muscles emerged from the wet white gauze, and the beautiful body curves were looming, dazzling and unsightly.
There was silence in the pavilion.
It was not until the hydraulic mechanism that pushed the dolls gradually stopped, and the dance figurines moved slowly and stopped one after another, and a series of sounds burst out from the pavilion. Dugu Tianwei applauded loudly and raised his glass and said: OK, OK!It's worthy of being my little shadow!Come on, I will enjoy the wine!
Heng Shuying couldn't refuse, so she took the wine cup, but was hugged by Dugu Tianwei, her head and face were splashed so hard that her hair was wet.
Let me tell you that fifteen years ago, my little shadow was the best singer in the East China Sea, and no one can compare to it!Dugu Tian held the petite Heng Shuying like a bear, and laughed at the girls: She is a treasure in the East China Gangyuan, and is unparalleled in the world!The few people couldn't help laughing, and they squirted out a sip of wine. They patted their naked pointed breasts and kept choking, and the room was filled with trembling buttocks and breasts.
Before Heng Shuying could speak, Dugu Tianwei touched the wine stains on his lips and actually reached out to untie her belt.
Heng Shuying screamed in fear, but she just let out a short whisper, and then she tried to calm down, laughing and thrust his big hand: Lord... Lord, Xiao Ying'er is up to you!You...you can't keep your word.
After drinking a few cups of yellow soup from Dugu Tianwei, he was steamed by the hot spring. He suddenly turned red and his neck was thick, and he smiled with a big tongue and salivating: How long have you been with me?Just now... I saw you dancing, I... I miss you again!Come... Come!Be obediently peeling these things that are in the way, let the Lord see your breasts, is it... it's bigger than the previous few days?Ignoring her, she struggled desperately, pulled off her belt and pulled off her waist randomly.
Heng Shuying suddenly felt sad: You said this more than ten years ago. Do you remember it again when you were drunk?Helplessly, Dugu Tianwei could not fight the thick one, his clothes were separated, and his soft and huge breasts spread flat to both sides as his body leaned back. The heavy plump breasts overflowed to his armpits, squeezed into two snowy balls.
In the separate lapels, I saw extremely white cleavage, petite and cute navel, plump and soft waist, but still slim waist, and the black and slender legs that were constantly floating between my legs that were pushed away in the water...
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On the other side of the river, Geng Zhao wanted to run over to rescue the second general manager several times, but she was stopped by her eyes.
As a man, he can understand the city lord's impulse to be excited at this moment. After watching the graceful dance of the second general manager, he couldn't help but be shocked.How could there be such a naive and charming woman in the world?How could there be such a plump and slim waist, a petite and slender figure, and how could there be such a dignified and elegant dance posture and temperament full of physical temptation?
The second general manager endured humiliation and forced a smile, which made him feel heartbroken for no reason.
Take care of the second manager carefully and don’t make any mistakes.Zhong Yang's voice sounded in his ears again.
It turns out that this is the reason why the second manager is anxious.
Here, she is no longer the second general manager of Liu Cinema, or one of the heads of the seven major sects of the East China Sea, nor is she a hero among the girls holding five thousand elite armor. At best, she is just a fourteen-year-old singer who can sing and dance.Time seemed to stagnate in the city lord Hun Chao's head, and it was also in this private manor; Heng Shuying could not destroy the power wand she relied on, so she had to be forced to remember the miserable past time and time again on this isolated and absurd punishment platform.
--How should I take care of the Second General Manager?
Geng Zhao clenched her fists tightly, eroded by the instantaneous feeling of powerlessness.
The sound of footsteps sounded at the corner of the corridor.
No one can stop the city lord from doing what he does, and what he can do when walking in the class is to prevent more people from witnessing the second general manager being humiliated - he suddenly woke up and suddenly understood the meaning of Zhong Yang's words. He rushed to the corner and opened his hands to stop the sword-bearing guard who came to inform him.
stop.Geng Zhao tried hard to put on the air of Wanxiangzhai walking on duty, with a serious expression:
Now, no one can disturb the Lord.
The guard had seen him and the Second General Manager come to the forbidden garden together. He knew that he could not offend him, so he said patiently: I have something urgent!I couldn't help but look up at the distance, wanting to have a glimpse of the scenery in the pavilion and pond behind the corner.
The same goes for me.Geng Zhao raised her chest and walked forward to block her vision.
The guard hesitated for a moment, and thought that this kid was not as easy to deal with as he looked, so he finally gave up his thoughts.
Please inform the Lord and the Second General Manager, and say that the General Zhendong Mansion has sent an envoy!Also traveling with him is the East China Sea Strategic Envoy, who is waiting in the hall, and the prince has already passed by...
(This is simply... a good opportunity to escape from the sky!)
Before Geng Zhao could finish his words, he turned around and ran away like he was flying.
Zhi Jingsi was the city center. Before dawn, a disciple who was on duty was beaten and shouted at the atrium of the bedroom.
Geng Zhao and Changsun Rijiu did not dare to wait until the gongs were heard. They got up after a while, went back to the dormitory in the dark and were dressed up and washed up. They went to the kitchen to help older disciples such as Bao Chang to serve porridge and cook.
There are many people in Liu Cinema. Every day, when you open your eyes, you will have thousands of mouths waiting to eat. There are more than a dozen kitchens alone. The largest canteen canteen can accommodate hundreds of people who open tables to eat at the same time.The apprentices of the craftsmen who cast the house, the Jingjia garrison of the City Inspection Division, the Duosh Division directly under the jurisdiction of the Crown Prince, etc., were not eaten at the same place; the city lord, the city lord's wife, the crown prince, and the general manager's office each had special internal meals, which could be said to be complicated and complicated.
Zhijingshi is the core of the inner courtyard. There is no need to be a group of hundreds of people like the City Clothing Department or the Refining Room. But I want to eat enough and not distinguish between the fine and the thick.Usually, the disciples of Zhijingsi all eat in the large kitchen directly under Qiongyansi. Compared with the Hakka people in Zhuang who are in the royal and vassal residences, they also pay attention to it.
Geng Zhao and Changsun put on their clothes, deliberately rinsed their mouths with clean water several times, rinsed away the smell of alcohol in their mouths, rubbed their frozen hands, and quickly walked to the large kitchen directly under Qiongyansi.
As the name suggests, this Qiongyansi is a unit that specializes in banquets, which is in charge of the city's kitchen canteens and kitchen workers, and uniformly produces ingredients and then distributes them to each meal according to the needs.The large kitchen was brightly lit, and more than a dozen chefs were waving shovels and shouting. A vast mist of water surged out of the stove triple the number, and countless slaughtered figures intertwined among the steam.
Looking around, everything in the huge hall was rhythmic and made noises. There was no barrier between the doors, but the cold dew in the morning could not seep into it.The raw green breath of the residual material is mixed freely with the oily scent of cooked food to form a vigorous and powerful vitality.
Geng Zhao likes this place very much.
After leaving the iron-striking furnace, he felt a little more energetic only during the half hour of coming to make food every day.
When a vegetable-cutting servant saw the two of them coming, he cursed: Fuck it!Are Zhi Jingsi all starved ghosts?It was not yet sunny, so I rushed to receive the offerings Ah!Changsun smiled and said: It's Ah, remember to keep you one and eat it later.The servant cursed constantly, and his sweaty face was covered in grin, and his mouth was full of rotten yellow teeth.
If there is someone who is more irritable and arrogant than a blacksmith, then there is only a chef.
When preparing meals, Qiongyansi was like facing an irreconcilable enemy, roaring and roaring. The first time he heard it, it might be scared, but Geng Zhao was very comfortable - here, whether it was cooked a wok of ginger, fermented pork, or rubbing the rice in the skin and boiling it into fragrant and smooth carved rice, it was all real things, visible and touched, and leaving traces after it existed, which was completely different from neatly dressed and cautious.
The dishes cooked in the kitchen were served in large pots and placed on a large square table at the corner. On the top of the big stove next to the table, the hot porridge pot was rolling, and the snow-colored pearls were churning, the slurry of liquid flowed, and the fragrance of rice came to your nose.
Geng Zhao took out the washed dishes from the bamboo basket and arranged them on the long table, but Changsun walked towards a top cabinet and opened the cabinet door at will.The tableware is stacked in groups in the cabinet, with different shapes and colors, and even the number of pieces is different, which is very different from the food utensils in the basket. Among them are lacquer, porcelain, copper and ivory, which are obviously much more noble than those stored in bamboo baskets.
For example, He Xu and Zhong Yang, who were the senior disciples in Class 3, followed Heng Shuying all day long, and their power was even greater than the managers of various departments, courtyards, halls and houses. Their meals were usually prepared by the disciples of the next level - but the elderly such as Bao Chang and Wen Jing would never serve the soup and make the meals in person. They were layer by layer, and finally they became the work of Geng Zhao and Changsun Rijiu.
Changsun Rijiu had to take a look at the walking schedule of that month and remember who should prepare meals for every day and who should serve the second general manager.In the more than two years since he was responsible for the meals of high-level disciples, Changsun not only did not make any mistakes, but also the subtle details such as Zhong Yang's favorite to eat Tianxing Mixed Cake with Date Bean stuffing, and He Xu's favorite to eat celery sprouts and meat sashimi that were chopped with snowflakes and celery sprouts and meat sashimi that were chopped with snowflakes and celery sprouts and meat sashimi that were cut into finely with snowflakes and celery.
As long as it is Gengyin Room's turn to prepare meals, all the walkers in Class 3 will have a comfortable meal, and Bao Chang and others will have a very good time.
Geng Zhao and Changsun had a meal together, but suddenly someone shouted behind him: Hello, Zhi Jingsi!It was the vegetable-cutter just now.He wrapped his mouth with his hands and roared across most of the kitchen: Come here!
The two of them looked at each other and realized that at some point, everyone put down their work and concentrated on that room.Changsun narrowed his eyes slightly and hit him with his elbow twice: Look.Geng Zhao nodded and the two walked over side by side.
At this time, breakfast was ready, and each stove was turned off one after another, only the hot steam in the vegetable pot was steaming, no longer the wonder of white smoke flying and no fingers reaching out.
The rising sun rose, and the servants turned off the lights of the lighting, and the sun was sprinkled into the hall with empty sides, casting a large shadow inside. The masters took off their greasy skirts and wiped their hands. They squatted or sat aside, pinching the sweaty short brown single clothes and fanning... In other words, perhaps the beginning of this day, the Qiongyansi's large kitchen had already fought a tough battle, and the light and shadow were covered with the fatigue and loneliness that had been relieved after the war.
There were several large stone troughs ranging from seven feet long and three feet wide in the corner, just like stone coffins used for tombs. The four corners of the trough were hung up in the air, filled with burning firewood, and the flames had already been extinguished.The stone trough seemed to have been smoked for a long time and was left for a short time. Although the charred charcoal stains at the bottom extended to four sides of the coffin trough, they did not feel hot when approached, and there was no heat on the stone coffin lid.
The servant grinned and laughed and scolded: Come on!It’s not about cooking you, useless things!The sergeants around him burst into laughter, and their rude words rose and fell.
Changsun Rijiu looked at the stone trough and scratched his head and asked: What is this?
The servant beat him on the forehead and grinned: I don’t know the goods!This is the coffin sheep!Lao Quantou gave you yours!It's really a waste of good things!
Changsun was beaten so hard that his neck was shrunk, Xuexue was sore, and the servants were very happy and laughed endlessly.
Can you guys afford Lao Quantou’s skills?I'm gonna be!The servant clenched his teeth and smiled badly: Don’t say I bullied you, if you lift up this cover, I will give you one!how?
Shut your mouth, Sun Si!What's the argument?
Master Zheng, the manager of the big kitchen, waved his spoon, and the chefs around him shut up.
He raised his left palm, made a gesture of silence to everyone, untied his greasy skirt, walked respectfully to the anvil, and bowed to the ground to a chef who bowed his head and took the knife: Lao Quantou, it seems that the stone pot has cooled down!Why don't you take a look?Everyone is looking forward to it.
Geng Zhao felt a stern: It turns out that he is Lao Quantou.I couldn't help but take a few more glances.
The man was quite tall, his hands and feet were like apes, and his skeleton was thicker than that of ordinary people, but he felt that he had little flesh and his rugged back was a little hunched.The dressing is no different from other kitchen workers: sweaty short brown, greasy and shabby cloth shoes, the shiny skin outside the naked clothes is as deep as a heavy date, and thin arms and legs will only be twisted by the moment of force, and the green winding tendons on it look like an old tree.
This person is the third general manager of Bairiliu Cinema. No one knows his name. Everyone in the city calls him Hu Laoquan or Laoquantou. The origin is unknown - at least Geng Zhao has never heard of it - he only knows that Yan Lai was the leader of the city more than ten years ago. Dugu Tianwei became addicted to eating and refused to let him go, so he simply appointed him as the third general manager of the city.
Even though people were no longer surprised, Dugu Tianwei asked the chef to be the seventh-rank chief supervisor of the royal palace, and the government and the people were a little concerned at that time.
It was only two months since Geng Zhao entered and exited the kitchen with Rijiu, and he did not pay attention to the chef who was busy cooking.I think Hu Laoquan is not in charge of the matter and is only responsible for cooking vegetables for the city lord. It is not known that he has seen it many times, but today he finally recognizes this famous Laoquantou.
Hu Laoquan mixed the fine leek paste and fermented bean curd into the sauce, and turned around. He saw that he had deep eyes, high cheekbones, and his nose was like an eagle hook. There was a faint blue blue color in his purple-red pupils. His loose hair was slightly curly, and his ribbon was dark and red, just like an old plum blossom. You could tell that he had foreign blood at a glance.
It is said that among the ancient gods, the Mao tribes in the West had such characteristics, and Hu Laoquan's ancestors might have come from the Western Region.
Geng Zhao finally understood where the criticism of the past came from.
The Bichan Dynasty was destroyed by a foreign race, and the Baiyujing was burned down. Three hundred years of prosperity turned into dust, and the central land was destroyed. The people deeply hated the foreign race.It is said that when the defenders of Beiguan Road catch the people of the foreign race, they will all open their intestines and cut them off, and they will never die quickly, which shows the fierce hatred.If it were not for the protection of the emperor, how could Dugu Tianwei blatantly confer a foreign tribe as the chief supervisor?
Hu Laoquan came with a bowl of soy sauce. The chefs gave in one after another, but couldn't help but stretched out their necks and tiptoes, for fear of missing the master's move.
He stretched out his left hand and his middle fingers, tried the temperature of the top cover of the stone trough, and nodded: OK.The sound is as dull as matte, and the pronunciation of the characters is difficult to distinguish.It turned out that there was a dark red scar in his throat, about four inches long, almost crossing his entire neck, cutting the huge Adam's apple that suddenly looked like a walnut into two pieces; it was hard to imagine that he could survive such a heavy sword injury.
Master Zheng nodded when he saw him and felt relieved. He hurriedly directed two strong chefs, one of whom grabbed the stone trough cover and gave a sincere command: Lao Quantou, the coffin sheep, is the most critical process to open the cover and pour sauce on the coffin sheep. You must uncover the cover in one breath.Remember, don’t block the light of Lao Quantou!
When putting the sheep slices into the stone trough, the stone cover that is more than an inch thick requires four people to work together to lift it. However, the stone trough is closely arranged. If you want to pour the sauce in the moment you lift the cover, you will never allow the four people to occupy the four corners and squeeze them shoulder to shoulder.
The two fat chefs looked nervous and listened to Hu Laoquan and said softly: Go!Hurry and lift it hard.
Who knew that the stone cover was moved two inches away, boom!It fell down again, and the white smoke rose into the sky, and the hot water vapor kept spraying out, and the touch felt like it was burning!The two chefs hurriedly stepped back, and the skin of the arms, which was sprayed by the heat, suddenly turned red, just like cooked shrimps.
Master Zheng was furious and wanted to force himself forward, calling him left and right: Cover... Cover, cover, cover quickly!Oh, the heat of the cauldron has been leaked, it’s broken, it’s broken!Hu Laoquan held it and shook his head: Don’t be busy, it’s too late, this pot can’t be opened!With a casual push, the stone cover closed again with a rolling sound.
In just a moment, the fragrant aroma of fresh meat filled the hall with the steaming heat.
Geng Zhao didn't like the smell of goat, but she couldn't help but move her nose. She felt that the smell was both fragrant and strong. Just by smelling it, you could imagine the tender and tender aroma of the paste, which was moist and tender, as if it was bitten, and the soft strips of meat sank against the tip of the teeth, and countless gravy gushed out...
This...is this mutton?He pushed Rijiu with a confused look on his face:
Why doesn’t there be any smell of mutton?There is such a sheep!
Changsun Rijiu pinched his neck and swallowed hard, shook his head sadly.
Don't ask me.Even if I admit my butt meat, I have to taste it even if I die.
The stone cauldron was covered with a slight scent, and the hot umami smell gradually faded. Everyone was sniffing and thinking.Master Zheng felt heartbroken, as if even the strength to curse was drained. He shook his head frequently: What a pity... Alas, it's such a pity!
Hu Laoquan said with a expressionless face and said hoarsely: White scalp also has the benefits of white scalp.It tastes good if you let it cool down.
Master Zheng was stunned, and his lost expression calmed down: Is that right?It turns out that there is also this way to eat it.I thought that this rotten mutton must be soft and delicious while it is hot. It is inevitable that the mutton itself will be smelly when it is made into cold dishes, which is contrary to common sense, but I don’t know what it tastes.As I thought about it, my mind fell on the burning sheep in the cauldron again. My regretful look disappeared and I smiled unconsciously. I simply called a few more people and wanted to open another stone trough.
Five or six chefs squeezed between the two ends of the stone trough about three feet wide, and they were almost in decline. The situation was not good.Suddenly, someone said: Master Zheng, the villain still has some strength, so why not let me do it.Everyone turned around in surprise, and it was Geng Zhao who spoke.
Seeing that he was not tall and was wearing Zhi Jingsi's unique neat shirt and robe, he didn't look like he was doing rough work, and they all laughed: Zhi Jingsi's thief is useless to do it?
Come on!Be careful to twist your young master’s expensive arms!
After a while, the meat paste was like it, and I was afraid that I would be greedy if I saw it!
Stop teasing you!Even Sun Si couldn't help but make fun of him.
Geng Zhao said nothing and walked to a large jar filled with clear water next to him.The jar was about half the body, and its round belly was wider than that of an adult man's hands. It was a water tank that was afraid of it.He grabbed the mouth of the urn with his left hand and lifted it flat with his right hand. He touched the center of the bottom with his leisurely hands. He relaxed his left palm and steadily raised the urn to the top of his head with one arm. In an instant, the whole audience was silent, as if he could hear the tip of the needle falling to the ground.
Master Zheng suddenly came back to his senses and was very excited: Lao Quantou!This kid has the strength to let him give it a try?
Hu Laoquan said with a um, pointed at the stone cover and said to Geng Zhao: Release it all at once, the bigger the face, the better.
Geng Zhao nodded, put down the water jar, moved his muscles and bones, grabbed the stone cover and lifted it hard!
The moment the water vapor burst out, Hu Laoquan sauce bowl poured, and a large piece of burning smoke rose; the original meat fragrance in the air suddenly suffocated, and an indescribable smell rushed up even more intensely. The fresh sweetness of the mutton and the smoothness of the cream mixed with the aroma of green chives, fermented beans and soy sauce fermented black beans, tightly grasping everyone's thoughts.
The heat dissipated, and two slices of sheep were placed in the trough - the whole sheep was removed from its head, tail and limbs, and cut them into two. The burnt sheep skin was dyed with a light amber color, as if it had been spread into two large pieces of sauce-baked trotters.
This coffin sheep is similar to the common banquet dishes of northern restaurants, crystal lamb hooves. They are made of add-on white roasting. The cleaned sheep slices are flattened with wide bamboo strips, just like braised chicken and duck. The special thing is that they use a stone kettle with average heat transfer to burn overnight. The bones and meat are crispy and the cream is melted. The stewed skin gels like cheese, locking the gravy, melting in the mouth, and there is no mutton smell.
Hu Laoquan raised the sheep slices, pulled out a long willow leaf knife from his waist with his back hand, removed the bones and meat, and placed the crispy and rotten meat strips flat on the anvil. After a few squeaks, the mutton became a few small pieces, and the diced squares were flat. The honey-colored gravy slowly emerged between the trembling cuts, but the wooden anvil was not soaked in oil.
Geng Zhao has been used to playing the game of chopping wood since he was a child, and he couldn't help but admire him: Kuailiben's family, these few strokes are obviously not very fast, but their strength is not wasted at all.I started to lift my hand and fell from the knife, and the juice in the meat was not released at all. It was really amazing!I thought that the firewood was hard, but the simmered roasted sheep was soft and tender, so it was difficult to get a knife.This old Quantou's sword skills are probably thousands of times better than his own.
Master Zheng divided the mutton, and Geng Zhao pinched the oily pieces and put them into his mouth. After biting it, he felt that the skin was crispy and chewy, and the mutton fat under the skin had already been simmered into a paste, and the strong meat smell penetrated into the mouth, and the mouth was full of sweet and plump oily fragrance. The meat was tender and melted, and it melted in the mouth, and it could chew a little texture, which was wonderful.
Before putting the sheep slices into a stone pot, they were covered with ginger powder, peppercorns and other seasonings. Lao Quantou used the pot to press it when the lid was opened and the heat was poured into the sauce. When the hot and cold, the sauce cleverly penetrated the roasted lamb skin, making the sauce flavor blend and the ointment and gravy penetrated, and it was refreshing than the ordinary sauce, retaining the original flavor of the lamb.
Geng Zhao had not finished her mouth and sucked her fingers frequently. Suddenly, she saw Changsun sitting aside, holding her hands in her arms, her face was very gloomy, and she couldn't help but frown: Could it be that she had eaten her stomach?Changsun shook his head slowly and whispered: He didn't pay attention and bit his finger hard.Fortunately, I didn't chew it open, and my thumb should still be there.
Lao Quantou had finished dismantling the entire area, and everyone was assigned a piece of the large kitchen, regardless of the upper and lower parts, and even a short boy in the corner was not missed.His face was yellow and thin, his body was skinny and bone-bone, and his hair and clothes were particularly dirty and greasy, but the skin exposed between the holes was extremely white and miserable.
As soon as the mutton was thrown into the boy's hands, Sun Si, who had been coveting for a long time, snatched it with his hands and stuffed it into his mouth. Xuexue exclaimed hot, and she deliberately shouted at him: Are you stupid?I can’t even take a kitchen knife, so what do I learn from?Get out of here!Everyone laughed.
Who is that?Geng Zhao asked quietly.
Do you really think I have the ability to remember everything I saw and turn a blind eye?Changsun Rijiu was depressed and reluctantly glanced at him: Newcomer last month.I heard that I was hungry at the foot of the mountain, so Lao Quantou picked it up the mountain, but couldn't ask for his name, so he probably had some problems with his brain.Sun Si and the others called him Asha.
Geng Zhao saw the boy retracting back into the corner and whispered: I don’t look like a fool, but I feel like I have something to worry about.
Changsun looked at his palm gloomy, looking solemn, not sure whether it was mourning lamb or thumb.
I won't fight with you.You are an expert with your worries, you have the final say.
Geng Zhao was good at lifting the cover, and the mutton he got was also very large.He divided the leftover meat into two halves, comforting Changsun's injured body and mind, and stuffing the other half into the hands of the young man Asha.
Unexpectedly, Geng Zhao turned around, and Sun Si snatched the mutton and stuffed it into his mouth. He chewed it all over the juice. Geng Zhao smiled with his fingers: Ah, silly, you are even more stupid!Zhi Jingsi's eggs blindfolded and he respected me for nothing!Some of the peddlers laughed and some were booing, making a fuss.
Suddenly, Master Zheng shouted loudly and knocked hard with a spoon: Why are you quarreling!The scene immediately became quiet.
He raised his chin and pointed at Asha: Asha, come here!
Asha seemed to have never received such attention, and was so scared that she trembled and shrank forward timidly.
Lao Quan's face was expressionless. With a wave of the kitchen knife, he cut a sheep strip with skin and handed it to Master Zheng.
Master Zheng stuffed the meat into Asha's hands and said loudly: You must learn the skills in this kitchen with your eyes and study them with your heart; the most important thing is to learn with your tongue!He pointed to the mutton sauce on the anvil and said to everyone: This is Lao Quantou's kindness. You turtle lambs, all of you will be given to me!Eat the taste firmly into your mouth, stomach, eat it into your bones, and remember it to death; one day in the future, you will be able to burn this taste!
The kitchen was quiet, without any sound, only dozens of pairs of shiny eyes were left.
These chefs who were strapped at the bottom of the Liu Cinema and who were all rough and stupid all day long suddenly became deep and restrained at this moment. With their innate intuition, they greedily remembered the shocking delicacy in their hands like wolves.Because that is a very small number among them, an important basis for one day to make a name for themselves...
The boy stared at the strips of meat with oil in his hand. After a long time, his whole body suddenly shook, as if he had realized something, so he quickly opened his mouth and chewed it.
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Lao Quantou doesn't easily make famous dishes, coffin sheep, but last night the second general manager sent someone to explain that there was a distinguished guest from Shuiyue Dianxuan in the city. The city lord may hold lunch and dinner, and let Qiongyansi prepare first.
Geng Zhao and Changsun waited in the big kitchen for a long time, but they still didn't see Bao Chang and others coming for dinner. They were suspicious when they suddenly saw a disciple of the same bed rushed over and ran away: You... hurry... Xuande Hall... gather... There was a vague sound of a gong in the distance, which was Zhi Jingsi's unique call for summoning order.
Geng Zhao exchanged winks with Changsun and ran towards Xuande Hall.
In the hall, more than a hundred disciples were classified according to their ranks, with uniform clothes and uniform colors, tall and handsome, and very beautiful.Only Geng Zhao and the other two were the least impressed, and they were just right next to the door. They approached the hollow door screen with their hands and feet, pretending to be nothing, but fortunately no one paid attention to the front row.
There are twelve walking disciples who are loved by Heng Shuying, each class is four, and they are divided into three shifts a day, so it is called "Three shifts" walking.Two of them handled documents in Shanzheng Hall in the center of the city, and the two followed the Second Chief Executive and waited for arrangements.Excluding the four people sleeping in the night shift and the two people in Shanzheng Hall, there are at most six people who can be summoned to the class. At this moment, twelve people arrived, headed by He Xu and Zhong Yang, and the main seats were on both sides of the station.
Manager Situ, who was on duty, ordered all the people and turned around and walked in. Not long after, a faint fragrance of plum blossoms spread out of the hall, and the curtains were slightly exposed. A pair of small lilac embroidered shoes crossed the low threshold. The exposed instep and a small piece of soft ankle were like snow. The indescribable jade snow was cute, but it was a kiss from the horizontal and sparse shadows.
Everyone bowed together, waved their sleeves with a wave of the clouds, and they thought they had returned the gift and sat down at will.
Thank you for your hard work.
She took a sip of tea, looked around her beautiful eyes, and the crisp and beautiful guttural sound echoed in the hall.
As we all know, the three major competition numbers in the East China Sea are approaching.The city is the host, and the Zhijingsi nodded in the city. He must be properly purchased and strive for goodness and beauty, so as not to make a laugh and lose the reputation of the city and his master.
The three major casting numbers, including Qingfengzhao, Chiliantang, and Bairiliu Cinema, hold a competition meeting every year around the Shangsi Festival (the third day of the March 3rd). Each of them produces equipment to determine the advantages and disadvantages of casting. The winner can take over the ordnance of the court and cast weapons for the Yulin Army in Pingwangdu and the elite troops in Beiguandao.
These three governments are military front competitions approved by the court. They have even sent important personnel to participate. They have never stopped for thirty years. They are the annual event of Tokaido. They invite heroes and famous swordsmen from all over the world to attend the meeting. They are no longer just competitive skills.
In the past, the world was not yet determined, and Qingfengzhao and Chi Liantang supported the Dugu family's military use, which was once a beautiful story.Qingfengzhao is skilled in customized production, Chi Liantang mastered the lifeblood of Liufengjiang, and made convenient raw materials. The two companies have had hundreds of years of experience in casting swords with high quality and uniform specifications. They really don’t think about making military weapons for the court.
Bai Riliu Cinema has only been half a year old, but it has taken a different approach and casts weapons for famous martial arts masters. A sword takes three or five years to make it worth tens of thousands of gold. The finished products are all suitable, and can even help exert the power of our martial arts, complementing each other.In addition to the casting design of Qimen weapons, Liu Cinema also has outstanding strengths.
Although it has not won the Three Mansions Competition Conference, in the past decade, Liu Cinema's profits from the business that was linked to the conference may not be inferior to those of Qing and Chi companies.Because of Heng Shuying's unique vision, he not only avoided the fierce competition for the management of military ordnance, but also used the competitive front to show his strengths and gradually established a position in the minds of the people of the world.
As the saying goes: the green breeze shines and the red refining hall, the flowing shadows in the daytime are long and clear water.To this day, if there is no famous sword of the world's famous water, tailor-made by Liu Cinema, it will inevitably lose its identity and may make people laugh.
The competition for the three governments is crucial, especially once every three years, when Zhuchengshan is the host, it is even more of a day in Bairiliu Cinema. However, with Heng Shuying's personality, he will never summon his disciples to give a lecture for such self-evident things and waste time without reason.
Geng Zhao was surprised and suddenly heard her turn: ...It's only been more than a month since the front-end period, and everything is busy and everything is complicated. I can't handle the work in my study.Therefore, after discussing with Situ and others, he decided to promote two new members of the class to walk, one in Shanzheng Hall and the other in Wanxiangzhai, without taking turns, and doing things cheaply.A clear position distinction will be made before adjustments are made after the front meeting.
A small commotion broke out in the ranks.Since the beginning of spring, rumors about promotion have spread again and again have not been heard new, and it is finally time to be revealed.
Bao Chang raised his chest and cast his eyes with envious or jealous eyes from both sides. He was mixed with all kinds of feelings.
Heng Shuying took a stamp handed over by Manager Situ and asked in a low voice: Are these two right?
Manager Situ was slightly stunned. He saw the opportunity very quickly and said calmly: The villains are indeed the most suitable for these two people to study documents and evaluate their abilities.Please also ask the Second Chief Manager to take a look first before making a decision.
Heng Shuying shook her head: No, I have always been at ease with you.He opened the sign, cleared his throat, and said loudly: Gengyin Fang Changsun Xu, a family of the poor country, was born in the Fucheng clan, proficient in arithmetic and skilled in documents, and had six years of entering the city, with loyal and cautious words and deeds, and was able to bear the heavy responsibility. I recommend it here.He raised his head slightly, and glanced at him from a distance, as if he had looked at it for a moment, and said calmly: Accurate.
Thank you, the second manager.The Situ Management Group bowed in her hand.
Everyone was confused.Changsun Xu...Who is that?
After a while, someone was relieved and blurted out: It was nine o'clock on that day!
Ah, how could it be him?
Day, day nine?Which... which day nine?
Quan Zhi Jingsi only has nine days a day!The popularity is so popular that I don’t know what to do:
Haven't you heard from the manager?It’s the Rijiu in Lao Bao’s room!
Those who were named were afraid of being even more surprised.
Changsun Rijiu was dumbfounded and his saliva almost dripped. When he looked up, he saw a gray face turning around in the front row. Bao Chang gritted his teeth and threw a pair of hatred eyes, as if he was staring at something dirty, wishing he could grind Rijiu's white flesh out of oil.
Heng Shuying continued to read: Gengyin Fang Gengzhao, Wang Hua conquered the common people, and after Zhongxing Army, he entered the city for twelve years.This son helps the Yi League, and he is willing to sacrifice his loyalty and courage. He recommends it here.He murmured and asked: Is it the one who rescued Ran Er Palm Hospital last night?Although the voice is light, the front row is clearly heard.
Manager Situ's eyes rolled, his heart was bright.No matter what the second manager asked, there was only one answer.
It's this child.The old manager hugged his hands together and bent down slightly, looking neither humble nor arrogant.
Heng Shuying nodded with satisfaction.
Just do it.Everyone dispersed and went to work hard, so don't waste the morning light.
The whole hall responded, and the disciples walked out of the hall in order in an orderly manner.
She stood up gracefully, folded the sign three times, put it into the fold of the belt, and said leisurely: Changsun Xu quickly went to Shanzheng Hall, and immediately got back to the jurisdiction of the strict management. He would not make any mistakes in everything.The beautiful eyes flowed, and a sly smile suddenly flashed through his eyes, and his expression seemed to be a little bit smiling:
As for you, Geng Zhao.Come with me.
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I think it is true that all this is Heng Shuying's arrangement.
Situ Xiannong, an old manager who was born in the previous dynasty, was already 60 years old and suffered from gout for many years and was almost not on night shifts.When Ran Hongxia and others entered the city last night, Manager Situ had already returned home to rest. From the time point of view, he had no idea about Shuiyue Dianxuan.Heng Shuying just wrote a seal for him, and the two of them performed on the spot, making a good improvisational show in Taiwan.
Geng Zhao followed her about five steps away, and the two walked quickly between the curved corridors in the inner city.
Just now in the hall, Heng Shuying was inadvertently naughty for a moment, and then she returned to her usual light and cold appearance, even a little deliberately stiff.I went to Jin to meet the city lord.At the end of the court meeting, she hurriedly said, her skirt was like dancing and her embroidered shoes were broken, as if it was like plum blossoms were building snow, and she was about to spread out of Xuande Hall.
Let your subordinates accompany the second general manager?Zhong Yang quickly followed.
No need.She didn't look back, and her steps seemed a little irritated: You can go and I'll take Gengzhao.
Geng Zhao still remembered that when he walked past him, the two sharp eyes that suddenly appeared and disappeared, and his handsome eyebrows and eyes became entangled in an instant, and they looked a little ferocious.Although Geng Zhao did not have the ability to remember Changsun Rijiu's eyes, he could guess that today it was Zhong Yang's turn to be the second general manager to walk the day shift.
Take care of the second manager carefully and don’t make any mistakes.Zhong Yang gritted his teeth, and his handsome face with distinct facial features was filled with blue air.
Geng Zhao is not sure who needs to be taken care of.In the twelve years since he entered the city, he had never seen the city lord. He had only seen the golden-topped colorful sedan chairs surrounded by people, and the endless singing and dancing around him.
In fact, Bairiliu Cinema is a general term for the vast city walls on the top of Zhucheng Mountain, including barracks, forging workshops, and mansions of important people in the city. It is collectively called the outer city, surrounded by brick walls and wooden fences, but as the order of buildings increases, there are also places where there are no fences; only the inner city for the city lord is an unforgettable stone city. In the past, it was one of the fortresses that Dugu's family looked down at the East China Sea Pacific Plain. It was also called Lucheng.
The stone city, which is about 200 steps long and wide, is not big even from a hundred years ago. The most unique feature of this city is that it is high - the city wall alone is more than seven meters, and there are also women's walls, arrows, and lookout towers on it. The square long pillar city body looks like a tower from a distance, with Baiyun Mountain mist inserted at the tip, standing darkly between the communities. No matter where in Bairiliu Cinema, you can see the sword-like black city tower, which makes people feel suffocated.
Geng Zhao followed Heng Shuying's footsteps and walked around Lucheng for a long time and near, towards the rich manor behind the city.
Dugu Tianwei never lived in Lucheng.
To put it bluntly, the stone city built for military purposes a hundred years ago is dark and cold to live in, and it is not at all comfortable.In the first three years after being enfeoffed to Zhucheng Mountain, Dugu Tianwei was said to have lived in the mansion of Guanri, the general manager of Luqiu. It was not until the manor built behind Lucheng was basically completed before it moved back to the inner city.
Over the past decade, the city lord's private manor has been expanding, either repairing, building new buildings, or building flower stones, and has not stopped all year round.Geng Zhao walked among the complex corridors, feeling that this section of the road seemed to have been walking longer than the outer city, and the direction was difficult to tell. Suddenly, he saw a wide view and finally got rid of the dark depth of field where the low eaves and windows were all raised. At the end of the corridor, it led to a courtyard. What was strange was that there were no stones, flowers and trees in the courtyard, but a large area of shallow water, like a pond.
After a closer look, there were countless scattered shadows under the water, which seemed to be uneven square floor tiles; countless wood carving idols were erected on the water, carved like musicians and dancers, and there were also rowing horses, so exquisite that even the five-fingered fingers the size of walnuts were clearly carved, with their clothes flying in the sky, their eyebrows and eyes looking pretty, and they deliberately did not paint colors, which added to the beautiful wood grains.
At the end of the corridor, it stopped in front of the pool. The corridor board reached about four feet into the water. The semi-arch pillars like arch bridges under the board were made into the shape of a dock.
In the middle of the pool stands a pavilion with flying eaves, with air everywhere, and heavy lotus yarn hanging down. The yarn sways but does not float up.The lotus-colored figure behind the gauze kept shaking, and the smile of silver bells like an oriole came out; occasionally one or two crisp bells and chimes burst out, although the sound was pleasant, it was messy and broken, and it was not a musical sound.
Geng Zhao looked at it twice, as if the chime sounded, water splashed on the surface of the pond, and several of the dance figurines began to rotate, only to find that the wooden figurines had movement joints, such as knees, elbows, shoulders, waists, etc.However, the sound of the chime in the pavilion was intermittent, and the villain stopped just after a little movement, nothing surprising.
He had never been to this forbidden garden, but he also heard the old man in Zhijingsi say that the city lord asked the palace of the four-pole Ming Mansion of the East China Sea for a price of a thousand gold coins, and hired more than a hundred skilled craftsmen from Huyin and Huyang. It took three years to build a wonderful building with music and dance, known as the "Xianglingbo".
The Palace of Pang is one of the nine saints of Confucianism in the East Realm. It is proficient in art and numerology and has the reputation of numerology.
It is said that he lived in seclusion in the Siji Ming Mansion without caring about the world, and focused on pursuing the ultimate formation, either based on Dunjia or placing mechanisms. After a while, he felt that it was not enough, so he made up for another period to perfection. After many years of repeated incidents, the formations in the mountains were densely covered, and layer by layer, forming a huge formation map.Rumors of a flirting person: Not only are birds and animals coming in and out of this mountain, but even the mist and mist have been locked for many years and will never scatter. The entire mountain is hidden in the fog for decades, and most of the elders nearby do not recognize the shape of the mountain.
The people in the city passed this mysterious new house to the sensation of the reputation of the Qianji Formation Master, Gong Gong. Unexpectedly, the Blueprint is more expensive than building materials and artificial. The Xianglingbo, which is just a small pavilion in quiet pools.
Heng Shuying stopped at the end of the corridor and saw that there was no maid close to her, and she frowned: Where have you been?Cleared his throat and said loudly through the water surface of the pond: General Manager of Zhijingsi, Heng, ask to see the Lord.After shouting a few times, a gust of wind suddenly sounded, and the lotus-colored gauze on the front of the pavilion was lifted up, and a large area of warm white mist leaked out, and the laughter in the pavilion was suddenly lost, and it spread unscrupulously.
The horizontal and sparse shadows drooped their heads, and after half of their blessings, he whispered: Say salute to the city lord quickly.
Geng Zhao quickly knelt aside and kowtowed respectfully.I raised my head and suddenly stopped stupid.
The white hot wind dissipated, and dozens of beauties in the pavilion hugged naked a middle-aged man with a wide waist as big as a bear and white flesh.
He was not a soft couch chair stool, but four young girls of fifteen or sixteen years old were kneeling side by side, lifting their round and tight buttocks high, forming a comfortable seat cushion with undulating peaks; the back of the chair was also made up of four women, but they were all mature girls in their early twenties, with their chests extremely full, and eight large and soft snow-white milk melons connected together. The man lies down with his eyes closed, and his shoulders and backs softly fell into the plump breasts. He felt extremely comfortable just by looking at it.
Geng Zhao didn't know that this extremely erotic human seat had a name called Yunshangbag, which means that it was extremely comfortable to sit on, and it was as if it was floating on the clouds.
Cloud baking is composed of twelve women. Special utensils are used to allow beauties to sit, lie, or lie down. There is no need to work hard to make the sitting person feel comfortable and happy. There are special aspects of the body, such as: the buttocks and hips cushions must be both tender and elastic, and bodybuilding girls over 14 years old or under 18 years old are the best; the back of the chair should choose fertile breasts, which must be the same size and shape, the thigh stairs must be small and soft, and when the erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile erectile er
The cloud baking used by men is the best choice. These four beautiful girls not only have huge breasts and uniform shapes, but also have slightly sunken breasts, which are not obvious even when they are congested. The pillow is very beautiful and does not even have a trace of scratching.There is another way to play with this cloud baking. You can choose four breastfeeding beauties to serve as the backs of the chair. You can feed apricot milk, milk malt, crispy fat, etc. on weekdays. You can sit on it. The ones you suck on the side and pinch casually are all fragrant and smooth milk, and the taste is wonderful. It is also called Xiangxue Cheese.
If you have to have such a pomp, this person is Dugu Tianwei, the leader of Bairiliu Cinema.
In addition to the clouds, the singers, dancers, and even maids were naked in the pavilion, and perhaps there was also the city lord's favored concubine.Geng Zhao didn't dare to look at it anymore, and his hands were lying on the ground. Within the sight of his eyes, there were only the pair of small and exquisite goose yellow embroidered shoes under the snow gauze skirt in front of him.
Dugu Tianwei seemed very happy when he saw Heng Shuying coming: You are here just in time!I just said that these little girls are so stupid. The pavilion designed by Master Chang is so clever, but they can't play well.He was frivolous and did not look like the lord of a city at all.
Heng Shuying's body trembled, and the hem of the skirt swayed slightly, as if she was extremely patient, and even her voice was a little uncomfortable.
I will report to the Lord that a major incident happened in the city last night. Please leave your left and right and let me report it in detail.
If you take the initiative to make decisions about those things, I don’t like to listen to them. Dugu Tianwei was very excited: Hey, come quickly! Since the construction of this Xiang Lingbo, you have not been asked to try it! These singers, Wuji, are so stupid that they can't find a bird after a few days. I'm calling someone to find you.
Master Geng is of extraordinary value, how can he not be famous?Lord, let's try again.
Her tone became colder, and she became more annoyed when she remembered the matter of asking for a thousand gold coins.Spending money in such useless places is just increasing the difficulty of promoting useful things - with Dugu Tianwei's squandering nature, Heng Shuying may feel a pain in this regard.
Now, there is something more important, please come on...
Enough, I don't want to listen!There was a rumbling sound in the pavilion, as if something had been knocked over. Dugu Tianwei's voice suddenly became serious, and the concubines and maids around him did not dare to laugh, and the scene became quiet in an instant.
Heng Shuying's gauze skirt was trembling, and her breathing was a little rapid, not sure whether it was panic or angry.
After a moment, Dugu Tianwei broke the silence first.
Who is the one next to you?The eyes are tight.
I report to the Lord, this is Geng Zhao, a disciple of Zhijingsi, and it is the testimony of what happened last night...
OK.Dugu Tianwei's voice sounded ill-intentioned: Anyway, is it an important person?
yes.Heng Shuying said mutely: I brought him here to let him report what happened last night to you.
Dugu Tianwei laughed.
That's OK.Now you have taken off your clothes and come and dance.Or, I'll ask someone to kill him!
Geng Zhao suddenly looked up.
Dugu Tianwei in the pavilion held the black beard on his lips and smiled proudly, as if he was playing tricks on his face. He was sure to win and wanted to dance immediately.Heng Shuying's pretty face turned pale, and her plump lips were shaking. Her slender fingers wrapped in her sleeves were pinched and her knuckles turned slightly blue.
--The city lord is serious.He can say it, he can do it!
In an instant, Geng Zhao suddenly felt this way.
Heng Shuying bit her lips and was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled.
The Lord just wants to watch Zhiwu, why should he kill someone?How evil!She smiled cutely and even her tone was so slim that she felt as if she couldn't dissolve the sugar paste.Look, I'll just jump one!After the jump, the master will listen to Xiao Ying'er's words obediently, okay!
Dugu Tianwei was overjoyed and clapped his hands repeatedly.
good!Xiaoyinger followed me, and I also followed Xiaoyinger.
Heng Shuying took off the cold-proof cloak and handed it to Geng Zhao.
Geng Zhao knelt on the ground and did not dare to get up. When she saw her bent over, she took turns to hook her goose yellow embroidered shoes and thin snow socks, revealing a pair of plump and crystal white little feet. The soles of the feet and ankles were covered with a light orange red color, tender without a trace of hard skin; her toes were flat, which was both round and greasy as a baby, and the seductive curves of a mature girl, combining tenderness and charm, and was indescribably cute.
She rolled up the thin trouser legs in her gauze skirt, tucked the back into her waist (the cloth used by a woman to tie her waist is equivalent to the hug of a man in a martial arts uniform), and was naked with a pair of round and straight slender legs, which were as white as milk.She is petite, but her upper body is short and her lower body is long, and her skin is extremely white, just like a dance figurine doll made of bone porcelain.
The horizontal sparse shadow took off the golden ear hairpin on the temples, leaving only a playful and charming naked horse bun.
Take it off!Dugu Tianwei urged: If I can't come again, I'm going to be angry.
Heng Shuying forced a smile and acted coquettishly and said angrily: I won’t take it off! that's all. He is naked and doesn't look good when dancing. After exploring the water, he suddenly shrank back, frowned and said: It's so cold! After gritting his teeth and looping his shoulders, he lit the water by again, just like a fairy in Lingbo. It turns out that there are stone steps at the bottom of the pond, which is only one inch from the water surface, so you can walk flat into the pavilion; the water in the pavilion is drawn from the natural hot spring in the back mountain, and the pool is cold spring water drawn from the north of Zhucheng Mountain, with a double ring of yin and yang, which is another feature of Xiangli Lingbo.
The shadow of Hengshu entered the pavilion, and the girls asked to the side. Seeing the second manager who was usually tall, he was actually wading with his legs and skirt naked, looking very embarrassed, and his fear gradually faded away. With the support of the city lord, he couldn't help but point and whisper.
Heng Shuying ignored him and smiled at Dugu Tianwei and said, "Master, Xiao Ying'er hasn't danced for a long time!"You let others warm up first.Dugu Tianwei seemed to be in a good mood, and closed his eyes and smiled: I still remember that you danced like this one day before entering the city.
The pavilion with an outer edge above the water surface of the pond is actually a large pool inside, with a deep hot spring and a calves. Apart from the naked beauties, there is not even a flute or a piano.
How can such a simple architecture be produced by music and dance?While thinking, she walked towards a small table protruding from the water. The stone slab under her feet suddenly sank about an inch, and a crisp sound of bells and chimes came from the pillars on all sides.
After a closer look, the bottom of the pool in the pavilion was like a chessboard, covered with crisscrossing squares.Heng Shuying had an idea, stepped forward a few steps, took a few steps back, and pressed it casually on the side. The small table actually sank slightly, and a crisp and beautiful sound was made in the four pillars.
(I see!)
--This entire cast of Lingbo is a musical instrument in itself!
The Gong hid the chime stones, iron tools and other mechanisms used to make sounds in the pavilion pillars. The pavilion pillars were hollow as wind ducts, while the floor tiles, small tables, lamp posts, and even the aurora-brained gold beasts used to burn incense were sound keys, and then connected to the dance figurines in the pavilion pillars and the outer pool with a machine spring.Once the floor tiles are touched, the pavilion column makes a sound, indirectly pushing the hydraulic mechanism of the outer pool and causing the villain to rotate and dance.
Wouldn't such clever mechanism be better to use to improve the casting process and reduce manpower consumption?Waste in this kind of place!Heng Shuying laughed furiously, but there was no sound of wind on her mouth. She stepped on the floor tiles to explore the scales, and after a moment, she said: This pavilion is really interesting.If the Lord does not abandon him, Xiaoyinger wants to play a poem about Yulouchun.As soon as these words were spoken, all the girls laughed.
Dugu Tianwei himself is proficient in silk and bamboo play, and there are also some who know the music among the concubines. In addition to being beautiful and good at flattering, the actors around him are among the best in the brothel teaching workshops. Such a group of experts would be helpless about the exquisite Xiang Lingbo, which was obviously a joke on Gong Gong.
It is said that in order to seek a blueprint for the mechanism, Dugu Tianwei sent the city to encircle the mountain of Zhouzhao. Since he could not break through the Thousand Machine Array hidden in the clouds and mist, he simply strengthened the walls and cleared the fields and surrounded it for three or five years.When Taizu Ye defeated Panlong Pass, he also used this kind of military strategy!Dugu Tianwei was proud and blew the magic snails to a group of dumbfounded retainers.
After a few days of siege, the soldiers were still falling in the fog. People at the foot of the mountain were lost in the fog every day, and they disappeared from then on.Just when there was nothing to do, perhaps the Siji Ming Mansion on the mountain was already unbearable, a boy suddenly appeared in front of the camp.
If you want a mechanism that can automatically dance, I can make it into a box the size of a palm. This is my ability. The guardian boy from Siji Ming Mansion conveyed the message from the mansion owner. The Gong was indulged in the production of the government, and even he had to write a letter or meet foreign guests. The external communication was entirely due to the messenger of the mansion. If you want a house that can dance automatically, it will be your ability and I will not be responsible for the consequences. Box or blueprint, both are worth a thousand gold, you decide for yourself.
Dugu Tianwei sent out his army and wanted not a music box.Unexpectedly, even if the blueprint is extremely clever, it amazed the craftsmen in the two lakes. The finished products built are perfect and perfect, which makes people think deeply.
Generally speaking, musical instruments have positions or piano emblems to mark the scales. However, in this roaring lingbo, every arrangement is a key, and the arrangement between them is irregular, which is equivalent to a giant piano three feet in a circle, filled with strings of unknown purpose. It is neither organized nor large and unsuitable. Even if the chief piano master of the East China Sea is present, he cannot play the music.
And the horizontal and sparse shadows not only play the sound of the Lingbo, but also boast about the Haikou, and play a complete picture of Yulou Spring.
The girls and the pavilion had been struggling for more than half a month, and they had suffered a lot. They couldn't help but laugh at her for not knowing how to live or die, and even the last trace of fear was thrown out of the sky.A beautiful and delicate pet concubine covered her mouth and sneered, blurted out: Oh, if the second general manager can play the whole chapter of Yulouchun, the little woman will throw away the bricks and sing a song with the second general manager.
Heng Shuying's eyes sterned, and she said coldly: Do you know how to sing?I thought it was the owner of a brothel.The concubine remembered the rumor that the faint fragrance floated and Heng Shuying was so hot that she lost all the blood on her pink face. She was so scared that she shrank aside and threw her eyes at the city lord with pity.Unexpectedly, Dugu Tianwei just smiled and was very lucky to gloat. The girls lost their backers and their arrogance immediately restrained a lot.
Heng Shuying tried several stone bricks under her feet, and the copper tubes on all sides were tinging sounds, which was crisp and beautiful. Suddenly, her toes were pointed lightly, and she twisted her waist and actually danced.
I saw her skirt intertwined, her slender legs jumping and moving, her soft legs were full of elasticity, her petite figure kept flying in the pavilion, her plump breasts swaying like waves, and the musical sounds in the pillars were like playing the yangqin, with endless melody.
As the music was melodious, the villain dancing figurines in the pond suddenly moved - unlike the intermittent and dullness in front of them, the people, boats, cars and horses in the pond were rotating around the pavilion, musicians waved their heads and played flutes, danced their legs and flew into the sky, sailing and horses, like living things.Everyone was stunned and speechless for a moment.
The horizontal and sparse shadow dances gracefully. Although he holds the skirt with one hand and pats it slowly and accompanies the sound from time to time, he shows his figure more delicate, just like a fairy on the water.
Her clothes were wet with water, close to her delicate and graceful body, wrapping out the two soft and trembling round breasts on her chest, and her plump and smooth breasts overflowed from the upper edge of her bellyband, which could still be clearly seen through her wet outer shirt; her snow-white legs reflected the rippling waves, which were even more moister than the white gauze shadow reflected on the water. Her small knees and knees were bending with pink and crisp orange red, and her bare feet were occasionally lifted out of the water, stained with crystal clear tiny water droplets, like freshly cut pear strips.
As I was dancing, I suddenly stopped at a corner of the pavilion, dancing softly, and only tapped the front and back with my slender right leg. The rich melody of the original two films was only single note, and the dolls on the outside moved slowly, but the listener didn't feel simple, as if they were in the trough in front of the peak, full of expectations for the changes in the next moment.
The dance music changed into a minor tune. She opened her red lips lightly and sang in a singing voice:
The red and crispy buds are still shattered, and the southern branches are still blooming?
I don’t know how much fragrance it is to borrow, but I can see that I have infinite meaning.
The Taoist is haggard at the bottom of the spring window, and his depressed and silenceless.
If you want to have a drink, come and have a rest. It may not be that the wind will not rise in the Ming Dynasty!
The wind was over and the charm was over. The petite beauty in the semi-wet gauze bowed down, and the slowly falling skirt spread out on the water to form a snow-white circle; the milky white snow muscles emerged from the wet white gauze, and the beautiful body curves were looming, dazzling and unsightly.
There was silence in the pavilion.
It was not until the hydraulic mechanism that pushed the dolls gradually stopped, and the dance figurines moved slowly and stopped one after another, and a series of sounds burst out from the pavilion. Dugu Tianwei applauded loudly and raised his glass and said: OK, OK!It's worthy of being my little shadow!Come on, I will enjoy the wine!
Heng Shuying couldn't refuse, so she took the wine cup, but was hugged by Dugu Tianwei, her head and face were splashed so hard that her hair was wet.
Let me tell you that fifteen years ago, my little shadow was the best singer in the East China Sea, and no one can compare to it!Dugu Tian held the petite Heng Shuying like a bear, and laughed at the girls: She is a treasure in the East China Gangyuan, and is unparalleled in the world!The few people couldn't help laughing, and they squirted out a sip of wine. They patted their naked pointed breasts and kept choking, and the room was filled with trembling buttocks and breasts.
Before Heng Shuying could speak, Dugu Tianwei touched the wine stains on his lips and actually reached out to untie her belt.
Heng Shuying screamed in fear, but she just let out a short whisper, and then she tried to calm down, laughing and thrust his big hand: Lord... Lord, Xiao Ying'er is up to you!You...you can't keep your word.
After drinking a few cups of yellow soup from Dugu Tianwei, he was steamed by the hot spring. He suddenly turned red and his neck was thick, and he smiled with a big tongue and salivating: How long have you been with me?Just now... I saw you dancing, I... I miss you again!Come... Come!Be obediently peeling these things that are in the way, let the Lord see your breasts, is it... it's bigger than the previous few days?Ignoring her, she struggled desperately, pulled off her belt and pulled off her waist randomly.
Heng Shuying suddenly felt sad: You said this more than ten years ago. Do you remember it again when you were drunk?Helplessly, Dugu Tianwei could not fight the thick one, his clothes were separated, and his soft and huge breasts spread flat to both sides as his body leaned back. The heavy plump breasts overflowed to his armpits, squeezed into two snowy balls.
In the separate lapels, I saw extremely white cleavage, petite and cute navel, plump and soft waist, but still slim waist, and the black and slender legs that were constantly floating between my legs that were pushed away in the water...
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On the other side of the river, Geng Zhao wanted to run over to rescue the second general manager several times, but she was stopped by her eyes.
As a man, he can understand the city lord's impulse to be excited at this moment. After watching the graceful dance of the second general manager, he couldn't help but be shocked.How could there be such a naive and charming woman in the world?How could there be such a plump and slim waist, a petite and slender figure, and how could there be such a dignified and elegant dance posture and temperament full of physical temptation?
The second general manager endured humiliation and forced a smile, which made him feel heartbroken for no reason.
Take care of the second manager carefully and don’t make any mistakes.Zhong Yang's voice sounded in his ears again.
It turns out that this is the reason why the second manager is anxious.
Here, she is no longer the second general manager of Liu Cinema, or one of the heads of the seven major sects of the East China Sea, nor is she a hero among the girls holding five thousand elite armor. At best, she is just a fourteen-year-old singer who can sing and dance.Time seemed to stagnate in the city lord Hun Chao's head, and it was also in this private manor; Heng Shuying could not destroy the power wand she relied on, so she had to be forced to remember the miserable past time and time again on this isolated and absurd punishment platform.
--How should I take care of the Second General Manager?
Geng Zhao clenched her fists tightly, eroded by the instantaneous feeling of powerlessness.
The sound of footsteps sounded at the corner of the corridor.
No one can stop the city lord from doing what he does, and what he can do when walking in the class is to prevent more people from witnessing the second general manager being humiliated - he suddenly woke up and suddenly understood the meaning of Zhong Yang's words. He rushed to the corner and opened his hands to stop the sword-bearing guard who came to inform him.
stop.Geng Zhao tried hard to put on the air of Wanxiangzhai walking on duty, with a serious expression:
Now, no one can disturb the Lord.
The guard had seen him and the Second General Manager come to the forbidden garden together. He knew that he could not offend him, so he said patiently: I have something urgent!I couldn't help but look up at the distance, wanting to have a glimpse of the scenery in the pavilion and pond behind the corner.
The same goes for me.Geng Zhao raised her chest and walked forward to block her vision.
The guard hesitated for a moment, and thought that this kid was not as easy to deal with as he looked, so he finally gave up his thoughts.
Please inform the Lord and the Second General Manager, and say that the General Zhendong Mansion has sent an envoy!Also traveling with him is the East China Sea Strategic Envoy, who is waiting in the hall, and the prince has already passed by...
(This is simply... a good opportunity to escape from the sky!)
Before Geng Zhao could finish his words, he turned around and ran away like he was flying.
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