Chapter 117: Su Niang

The Hanxiang Tower is brightly lit.

Big red lanterns were hung high in front of the door, incense was burning in the hall, and the air was filled with the rich scent of osmanthus and sandalwood.

On a freezing cold night, Hanxiang Tower is still crowded with people and bustling with activity.

The cold weather cannot stop people from their tireless pursuit of artistic life.

Everyone who comes to Hanxiang Tower has a burning desire in their heart. They want to find a confidante, discuss life, and feel the charm of art.

"I have nothing to do today, so I'll listen to some music in the brothel."

Some people were singing loudly.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a middle-aged man in shabby clothes, holding a jar of wine, and staggering towards Hanxiang Tower drunk, mumbling non-stop.

The drunk came to the gate and was about to go in.

"Why is this lazy guy here again?"

When the madam saw the drunk, she was immediately furious, a look of great disgust appeared on her face, and she immediately waved her handkerchief at the two bodyguards.

The two bodyguards understood what he meant. They walked over, picked up the poor drunkard without saying a word, and threw him into the stinky ditch on the street.

The drunkard shivered with cold and sobered up a little. He hurriedly climbed out of the stinky ditch, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Hahaha……"

People around him pointed at him and laughed at him.

The drunk man lay on the ground, looked up at the third floor, and then spat.

"Suniang, I didn't expect you to be such an ungrateful bastard!"

The drunk man cursed loudly, his face full of resentment.

He lay on the ground, rolling around and howling to the sky.

"A pair of jade arms has been pillowed by thousands of people, and a little bit of red lips has been tasted by thousands of people. Ugh! How despicable!"

Just at this time, Fang Zhixing and Xigou passed by.

Xigou looked at the drunkard, feeling disgusted and awful, and said with disdain: "Who is this guy? How dare he openly insult Su Niang like this?"

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but glance at the drunkard a few more times out of curiosity.

At this time, he heard someone in the crowd sighing, "His name is Jiang Hanlin, a scholar, known as Jiang Xiucai. He used to write music and lyrics for Su Niang. 'Heartbroken' was written by him."

Another person was surprised and asked, "He should be quite capable, how did he end up in such a miserable state?"

The man replied, "I did it myself! Look at him, he has a bad temper, gets angry easily, is addicted to alcohol, spends money without restraint, and he thinks that he made Su Niang famous, so he demands whatever he wants from her.

It would have been fine if he just asked for some money, but this guy was outspoken and started talking nonsense when he was drunk, saying that he and Su Niang admired and loved each other deeply, and had already secretly decided to spend their lives together.

Finally, Su Niang couldn't stand him any longer and kicked him out."

“So that’s how it is!”

"Humph, he's just a scholar who's good at writing. He's good for nothing. He really thinks he's a piece of cake."

"Su Niang is also unlucky to have met such a rogue ancestor."

"He relied on his talent and acted recklessly, and he deserved this fate!"

…

Everyone suddenly realized what was going on and started to sneer and mock.

Fang Zhixing listened casually, not paying much attention, and walked straight towards Hanxiang Tower.

"Oh, Uncle Fang, I finally got you here."

As soon as the madam saw Fang Zhixing, a chrysanthemum-like smile immediately blossomed on her face, so enthusiastic.

Fang Zhixing nodded and said, "Please inform Su Niang that I am here for the appointment."

Snap your fingers while speaking.

A golden bean flew over.

The madam hurriedly raised her hands to catch it, and was so happy that her facial features blurred. She shouted, "Okay, Master Fang, please wait a moment."

After a short while...

Fang Zhixing climbed the stairs and reached the most luxurious box on the third floor.

"Uncle Fang!"

The girl with dimples stood at the door, bowed, and said with a sweet smile: "Please come in, Su Niang has been waiting for a long time."

Fang Zhixing smiled and walked in calmly.

This large box still has its original layout.

A crystal curtain divides the large box into two.

As Fang Zhixing entered the room, he naturally looked towards the crystal curtain.

The girl with dimples came over, opened the crystal curtain, extended her hand in a gesture of invitation, and said with a smile: "Please come in."

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

Thinking back to the first time he came to this big box, he could only sit outside and listen to Su Niang playing a song without ever seeing her.

Today, you can actually go in directly.

This is probably what it means to be the guest of honor.

Fang Zhi walked past the crystal curtain and around a translucent gauze screen.

What comes into view is the jade sandalwood floor, and at the end is a bright window with a birdcage hanging on it.

Chirp~ There is a little waxwing in the cage. Its head is yellowish-brown, the back of its nape is bright red, and it has very long crest feathers.

This little waxwing is very pretty. It jumps around in the cage. It is very lively and full of spirituality.

Near the window, there is a floor-standing piano table with a copper incense burner on each side, emitting wisps of smoke.

There is a plain and simple Jiaoweiqin on the piano table.

At this moment, just behind the piano table, stood a graceful woman.

She faced the window with her back to the outside, leaving Fang Zhixing with only her back.

The back view is composed of waterfall-like long hair, a slender waist, protruding buttocks, and beautiful and slender thighs.

Just one look at this back figure is enough to make people think about and imagine thousands of things.

The dimpled girl trotted over to the back and chuckled, "Master, Master Fang is here."

As soon as the words fell, the back slowly turned towards him.

Fang Zhixing raised his head slightly, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink a few times.

What appeared before my eyes was an extremely beautiful face, with bright eyes, a straight nose, curved lips, skin as white as cream, and a look of three parts purity and seven parts charm between her brows.

She was wearing a plain white dress, as smooth as jade and as bright as light.

"Master Fang, I am honored to be here."

Su Niang bowed and smiled slightly.

This smile, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised and her eyebrows curved, is like cherry blossoms blooming in the morning sun, as dreamy as a dream.

"rough!"

Xigou stared at Su Niang and gave the most straightforward evaluation, "This woman is so slutty!"

Fang Zhixing raised his hand and said with a smile: "I have heard of your great name for a long time. Today I am fortunate to see Su Niang's true appearance. It is true that her reputation is well-deserved."

Su Niang smiled and said, "Master Fang, please sit down and have some tea first. I will play a song for you to relax your body and mind."

Fang Zhixing sat down, picked up the hot tea brought by the dimpled girl, and tasted it by himself.

Su Niang sat down in front of the piano table, moving her hands, gently plucking, rubbing, and picking.

Immediately, the graceful melody flows like a gurgling stream, relaxing the whole body and making the mind intoxicated.

Before he knew it, Fang Zhixing had finished his cup of tea, and the melody just ended at this moment.

"You play well!" Fang Zhixing praised sincerely.

Su Niang asked with a smile, "Does Mr. Fang understand music?"

Fang Zhixing shook his head and said, "I have never learned it. I am just a rough man."

"You are being modest!"

Su Niang smiled and said, "You are so young, yet you have such powerful skills. You must be a martial arts genius. How can you be a rough man?"

Fang Zhixing responded, "In front of Su Niang, we stinky men should be considered rough people."

Su Niang couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile, saying angrily: "I dare not say that Master Fang is a stinky man."

Fang Zhixing laughed and said, "You haven't smelled me, so how do you know I don't stink?"

Su Niang stood up, walked over, and said with a smile: "Then I will know after I smell it."

She slowly moved closer, a slight blush on her cheeks.

Fang Zhixing reached out his hand, hugged her in his arms, picked her up, and walked towards the big bed.

Seeing this, the girl with dimples blushed and quickly retreated.

…

…

After one night.

It was not until noon that Fang Zhixing slowly left Hanxiang Tower.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The dog stared at Fang Zhixing walking out of Su Niang's room with his eyes wide open, and couldn't help asking, "How does that bitch taste?"

Fang Zhixing thought about it and expressed everything he had learned throughout his life in one word.

"Run!"

Hearing this, the thin dog bared his teeth, and with a burst of envy and jealousy, he scolded: "These days, the good cabbages are eaten by pigs."

Fang Zhixing laughed and said, "You just called me a slut, but now I'm a good cabbage."

Xigou snorted and said disdainfully: "You have no ambitions at all. You either hang out in brothels or have sex with mature women outside. Can't you find a few pure and clean women?"

Fang Zhixing said disdainfully: "Forget it, any decent girl, if you don't marry her, who will give her virginity to you?"

Xigou said proudly: "That's because you are not good enough at picking up girls. If it were me, I could pick her up in minutes and have sex with her within three days."

Fang Zhixing sneered and said, "So what if I can get her? Can she be smoother than Su Niang?"

The little dog was speechless.

Su Niang's smoothness is beyond imagination.

Although he had a wide range of friends in his previous life, he had never dated a woman of the oiran level.

This is equivalent to saying that the strengths that he once took pride in surpassing Fang Zhixing were surpassed by Fang Zhixing in this life.

"Damn it!"

The little dog couldn't help feeling depressed.

Soon, the man and the dog returned to the yamen's villa.

Fang Zhixing took a shower, changed into new clothes, and went out again.

The thin dog followed and asked, "Where are you going?"

Fang Zhixing replied, "Weapon Casting Hall."

Xi Gou reminded: "You have harmed Xu Dazhi and caused the Weapon Casting Hall to lose a great general. They may not welcome you."

Fang Zhixing sneered: "So what if they don't welcome me? Who can stop me?"

Xigou thought so too.

Strength is everything.

With Fang Zhixing's current strength, who in the Weapon Casting Hall dares to disrespect him?

Thinking of this, Xigou suddenly shuddered and reminded: "No matter what, you still have to be careful. Hall Master Lu Anfu may do something bad to you."

Fang Zhixing's eyes lit up and he said in surprise: "Oh, you actually thought of this. I have to praise you."

"Ah, you thought of that too?" Xigou was suddenly embarrassed.

Fang Zhixing smiled and said, "According to the rules of Tieshanmen, the position of hall master is allowed to be competed for.

As long as you have the ability to challenge and defeat any hall master, you will be qualified to replace him and become the new hall master.

Lu Anfu was very secretive about this rule. The last time he mentioned Cheng Tianen, he was extremely wary of Cheng Tianen because Cheng Tianen might challenge him. "

Fang Zhixing squinted at Xigou and said, "After I revealed my strength as a bird, Lu Anfu must be unable to sleep or eat well, and he will be on pins and needles. The relationship between him and me will never be the same as before."

Xigou said speechlessly: "Then why did you go to the Weapon Casting Hall? Did you deliberately provoke Lu Anfu or provoke him?"

Fang Zhixing shook his head and said, "I am not interested in the position of hall master. The position of archery instructor is enough for me. There is no need to be too greedy. I went to the Weapon Casting Hall for the skills in Xuanwu Pavilion."

The little dog suddenly realized.

Yes, apart from the martial arts, there was nothing else in the Weapon Casting Hall that was worthy of Fang Zhixing's attention.

The man and the dog walked through the streets and alleys and soon arrived at the Weapon Casting Hall.

"Hello, Master Fang Xiang!"

"Greetings to Master Fang Xiang!"

When the people in the Weapon Casting Hall saw Fang Zhixing, they all showed expressions of awe and worship, and rushed to salute him with great respect.

"Yeah, go get busy."

I then learned that nodding is a sign of courtesy, and I would smile when I met people.

"Oh, is it Master Fang Xiang?"

Suddenly, a rough laugh came from the side.

Fang Zhixing tilted his head to look, stopped, and bowed, saying, "Master Ye Xiang."

The person who came was none other than "Iron Claw" Ye Hengchang. Fang Zhixing was not very familiar with him and had hardly any contact with him.

Ye Hengchang smiled, lowered his head slightly, and said in a humble manner, "I was just about to go to the hall master to report the situation, but I didn't expect to meet you here."

Fang Zhixing smelled a scent of medicine on him and couldn't help asking, "Did you just come back from the clinic?"

Ye Hengchang nodded and said, "I stayed at the clinic all night and just came back. I haven't had time to eat breakfast yet."

Fang Zhixing understood and asked, "How is Master Xu Xiang? I shouldn't have killed him yesterday."

After hearing this, Xigou couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Ye Hengchang's mouth twitched slightly, and he said hesitantly: "Master Xu Xiang is not dead, but his condition is not good."

Fang Zhixing's expression became serious, and he asked with a worried look on his face, "Why is it not good?"

Ye Hengchang sighed, "After Master Xu was sent to the clinic, he was rescued and his condition quickly stabilized and he woke up. The doctor judged that his injuries were not particularly serious and he should have hope of recovery.

But, for some reason, when he woke up this morning, Master Xu suddenly started yelling and said he couldn't see and both of his eyes seemed to be blind."

Fang Zhixing's expression changed drastically, he was extremely shocked, and smacked his lips and said, "How could this happen?"

Ye Hengchang was speechless, and spread his hands, saying: "The doctor can't find the root cause of the disease for the time being, and there is nothing he can do."

Fang Zhixing looked up to the sky and sighed, "I hope God will bless Master Xu Xiang. I wish him good luck and a speedy recovery."

Ye Hengchang's face twitched fiercely a few times, and he said: "Then I'll go first, you do your thing."

Fang Zhixing bowed.

The two separated quickly.

Xigou couldn't help but complain: "Everyone knows that you were the one who injured Xu Dazhi, why are you still pretending to be innocent? Is it necessary?"

Fang Zhixing sneered, "You know nothing, this is called confusing the public!"

Because everyone knows that I was the one who injured Xu Dazhi, and there is no need for me to lie.

But I just refuse to admit that I was the one who caused him to go blind, so others won’t be completely sure that it was me who did it.”

Xigou looked confused and asked, "Then what?"

"As long as I don't admit it, people will suspect that Xu Dazhi might have been harmed by someone else."

Fang Zhixing smiled and said, "This way, no one will be able to quickly analyze what martial arts I used to cripple Xu Dazhi. This will help hide my trump card."

The little dog could not help but remain silent.

Although the "Seven Evils Poison" has a fierce reputation, this killing move requires practicing the Seven Evils Palm to the third level of perfection and awakening the explosive skill to obtain it.

Others didn't know that Fang Zhixing had practiced the Seven Evil Palms, so it was even harder for them to guess that Xu Dazhi had been poisoned by the Seven Evils Poison.

Even so, Fang Zhixing still wanted to confuse the public and put on a show.

(End of this chapter)