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The sky was dark, the imperial capital Bianliang was shrouded in a leaden color, and a sense of depression that was about to come suddenly surged into everyone's hearts. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lao Li looked up at the cloudy sky, and couldn't help but curse a few words in his heart, and his eyes turned to the small shop opposite him with the increasingly low dark clouds.

Opposite is a small shop selling rouge gouache, and the proprietress of the shop is foaming at the mouth of the shop to introduce the new rouge gouache in her shop. The proprietress also twisted her plump buttocks from time to time, her round buttocks shook with her steps, and the proud twin peaks on her chest were even more turbulent, making people reverie.

His eyes fell from the crowd on the street to the proprietress with an endless smile on her face, and a blazing fireworks suddenly rose in Lao Li's heart. He swallowed the saliva that had been rushing down his throat, and his gaze fell once again on the beautiful face that still had the charm. If you can marry such a woman as a wife in this life, even if you live for ten years, you will not complain, Lao Li's heart fluttered, and he couldn't help but think secretly. The low, cloudy and cold sky seemed to be expelled from his mind at once, and his whole body began to surge with heat.

This is just an ordinary small street in the imperial capital of Bianliang, not far from the Naxi Hua Gate, where most of the pedestrians who disembark from the Naxi Wharf pass by, and this also forms a bustling street. The street is not too wide, only enough for two horse-drawn carriages side by side, so pedestrians here do not ride on horses or horse-drawn carriages, but walk on foot. When they entered the Nasihua Gate, there was a wide main road leading into the city, from which the travelers on horses and carriages took advantage of it.

The street, which is not too wide, is crowded with pedestrians, and in addition to the dazzling shops on both sides of this street, there are also travelers from all over the Great Zhou. However, this street occupies a sufficient geographical location, making this street extraordinarily prosperous.

Lao Li is not really old, he is only a strong man in his thirties, with strong muscles, and his body is full of wild explosive power. His bronzed complexion and hair showed that he was full of endless masculine charm, and the angular black face revealed a bit of resolute temperament. A coarse cloth robe tightly wrapped his eight-foot-tall body, showing a majestic temperament.

Touching the stubble under his chin, he felt that the hard beard pierced his hand a little painfully, but Lao Li still looked at the proprietress in the rouge shop intently. And the other female customers in the rouge shop were not as good as the proprietress in his eyes. Look at the figure, the buttocks, the place that should be straight, the place where it should be warped, and her beautiful jade neck and her seductive eyes like spring water. It almost hooked Lao Li's soul, and a mouthful of bitter liquid gushed up in his throat, and his Adam's apple moved again unconsciously.

Lao Li is just a broker, that is, on this street to pull some travelers who have just come here, to introduce them to the city where the inns are cheap and comfortable, and then will recommend to them some of the more distinctive restaurants in the imperial capital, if there are still people who want to visit the imperial capital's green building, he also knows which green house girls are talented and gentle and lovely, and the price is fair.

He was born in Si, grew up in Si, and the anecdotes of this imperial capital are even more commonplace, in his words, the emperor takes turns to sit, but this Xiting Street is still in his hands. No, a few years ago, the Liu family's dragon chair butt was not yet hot, and it will become the Guo family again, and his Lao Li still dominates this Xiting Street.

Of course, Lao Li is not just a broker, he can be called a broker leader, and there are dozens of brothers under him. But Lao Li has always thought of himself as a broker, because it was from a broker that he slowly took down the entire Xiting Street. He doesn't do much business himself, although he is only clothed in cloth for a day, but his net worth is obviously not so shabby.

Lao Li stood opposite the rouge shop, admiring the rouge shop proprietress with a variety of postures and charms, which became his daily homework. I don't know how long I have coveted the proprietress, in addition to her spring-like eyes that are charming to the bones, and her blown-like face, all of which are deeply imprinted in Lao Li's bones.

In fact, Lao Li has a family, but people will always get tired of eating a dish for a long time. Although Lao Li is not the kind of person who abandons from the beginning to the end, he still has a feeling that touches his heartstrings, and he has an inexplicable feeling for the proprietress of the rouge shop, which is difficult to speak, but he can only watch silently every day. In addition to the emotion between the man and the woman, he felt that there was an indescribable feeling hidden in his heart, and he could not say what it was.

Just when Lao Li was feeling charming in his heart, he saw an equally strong man walking in front of him, with black hair draped casually behind his head, and a tight costume exuding a heroic atmosphere. The man was about the same age as Lao Li, and he was also about thirty years old, but he walked like a general inspecting the army, revealing a faint majestic atmosphere, and he was the general with outstanding military achievements.

"The boss and they arrived, and only the boss came back, and two strange men accompanied him." The general-like man nodded at Lao Tzu and whispered to him. He was not surprised that Lao Li's green gaze rested on the plump figure of the rouge shop proprietress, which seemed to be commonplace for him.

"Can you find out the identities of those two?" Lao Li took his gaze back and asked the man in a low voice. The two of them stood up to each other like friends who met by chance on the street, whispering to each other, and no one could see any clues, and no one felt anything unusual.

"Not yet, I believe there will be news soon. The boss seems to know the two very well, especially the seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy Xun, who the boss calls him a righteous brother. The boss may have accepted the younger brother again, but this time it should be the kind of righteous Jinlan, and it seems to be very important to the young man. ”

"It's okay, since that's the case, we'll visit later, and I don't know if the boss has gained anything when he comes back this time. If it's just a nominal brother, maybe those people will make a big fuss again. You send someone to keep an eye on the point, the boss comes back this time, I don't know what kind of conspiracy those people will come up with. At present, the situation is unstable, His Majesty's serious illness is difficult to recover, and the current battle for the throne is Yu Yan Yu Lie. When the boss came back this time, how many pairs of eyes stared at him was really worrying. ”

"Alas, except for the boss's righteous brother, who is qualified to win this great task in the whole country in this big week, that group of people is no more. His Majesty will definitely pass the throne to him, but the villain is difficult to guard against, which is worrying. ”

"Alai, boss, let's get off the boat, hurry up and send someone to keep an eye on it." When Lao Li heard this, he instructed the man. And the man named Alai had a solemn face, promised again and again, turned around and hurried away.

Looking at Alai's generous back, Lao Li suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. If there are people in this world that he trusts, then Alai is one of them. Alai Ben was a talented man, teaching in a private school in the countryside, but an accident brought him to this imperial capital, which was not called Da Zhou at that time, but should be called Da Jin. At that time, it was not the world of the Guo family, it should be the world of the Shi family. At that time, he Lao Li was really just a broker, and a chance encounter brought him and Alai together. Since then, they have begun their passionate career of dominating the streets.

Lao Li knew how many life and death struggles he had experienced with the slender talent Alai, and only then did he develop that strong tiger-like body. However, they both know each other, they don't know how many times they have blocked the blades of each other, how many times they have brushed shoulders with death, fought for the territory again and again, and have been scarred again and again. All this has laid a solid foundation for their unwavering brotherhood.

Whenever Alai's squinting smile is like that smiling Maitreya Buddha, Lao Li has an indescribable comfort. He felt that kind of laughter was the most reassuring smile in the world, and it was a kind of dependence that went deep into the marrow of trust. That's the brother, there are no words, only a look, a movement can see everything.

Pedestrians came and went on the street, and the customers in the rouge shop walked and came, and the proud twin peaks of the rouge shop proprietress kept shaking in front of Lao Li's eyes like a pair of white rabbits that never knew how to get tired. For a while, Lao Li's eyes appeared obsessively shining, "grunt", and he couldn't help but swallow the saliva that was surging up and swirling in his throat.

Lao Li reluctantly took his eyes away from the pair of little white rabbits that were shaking around again, and his gaze swept over the crowd, and his face changed slightly. I saw that from the entrance of the street, there were three people walking slowly with the crowd, and the decoration of the three people was not special, but in Lao Li's eyes, it was extremely unique.

I saw a red-faced man in a silver robe leading the two of them to walk among the crowds, and the red-faced man said something to the two behind him from time to time, and a proud look arose. Behind the red-faced man, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man in Xuanyi, his angular face revealed a trace of resolute and unyielding temperament, and the young man's body revealed a few traces of pure and holy yang-like aura, which was unforgettable. Sure enough, it is a talent, a dragon among people, Lao Li secretly admired in his heart. The other person is a man who is coarsely decorated with Ma Daha, and the man's body exudes a fierce but cowardly atmosphere, and it is not good to make any judgments as Lao Li.

The three of them got closer and closer to Lao Li with the crowd, and the red-faced man only glanced at Lao Li a few times. It was just an ordinary glance, and to outsiders it was just an ordinary scrutiny, but nothing suspicious could be found in it. But Lao Li's eyes lit up, so he didn't look at the red-faced man, and when the three people slowly got farther and farther away from him, he lowered his head and thought.

The proprietress of the rouge shop opposite was laboriously recommending the new rouge gouache in her shop to the customers, and occasionally she would raise her eyebrows, and her strange water-like gaze swept over the old Li who looked down and thought. Seeing this, the corners of the proprietress raised slightly, and a charming smile like a hundred flowers blooming suddenly appeared on her face.

But Lao Li didn't see all this, if he saw the charming smile of the boss lady, then his soul would immediately pounce on the boss lady, and he would never ask about any mundane things in this world. Lao Li, who looked down and thought about it, didn't know that a strangely decorated person suddenly appeared in the tightly packed crowd around him, and what he was thinking about was the meaning of the red-faced man's slight gaze.

"Amitabha, this benefactor, the greedy monk is polite." Just as Lao Li was thinking about it, a deep voice suddenly sounded in his ears, making his heart tremble. He raised his head, but found that he didn't know when there was an old monk standing next to him in tattered monk's clothes, but with kind eyes.

It's really unlucky, although there are many people of three religions and nine streams in the imperial capital, only monks are rare. And it is rumored in the rivers and lakes that only monks and nuns cannot be provoked. Unexpectedly, he was standing opposite his favorite proprietress shop and actually met a monk, and the abrupt Buddha horn interrupted his train of thought, how could this not make Lao Li angry. However, seeing that this old monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes and tattered monk clothes is also a lot older, Lao Li still feels that he is a literate person. There was a look of anger on his face, and he immediately took it back.