Red Heart Survey

What young people want is simple.

It's nothing more than fairness, mercy, and justice.

That's all.

But that’s all…

That’s already too much!

It wouldn't be so difficult to get wealth or fame. Yin Wenyong pursed his lips and said nothing.

Cheng Jiliang was stuck in the ground, his strength gone, unable to get out, and no one dared to come to his rescue. He had done everything he could, and hoped that everything would end there, but Miss Qiongzhi, who controlled his fate, had not said a word yet.

"I really want to agree to that."

Under the gaze of the young man, he finally spoke: "My face is worthless!"

His face was distorted, and his eyeballs almost bulged out of their sockets, but he finally stopped. He said dejectedly: "But the reputation of Sanfenxianglou... I have no say."

Everyone knew that the Sanfenxiang Building on Baihua Street in Shangqiu City was built brick by brick by Cheng Jiliang. Everyone knew that he was in charge of all the affairs of the Sanfenxiang Building in the entire Song State.

With his neck tied, the only thing he could do was to do his best to help Miss Yu Qiongzhi move forward in the Sanfenxiang Tower.

He understood more deeply that

Continuing to fight against the young man in front of him would mean nothing more than death. The young man with ideals and a rookie still had some dignity left.

But if you disobey Miss Qiongzhi, death would be the simplest thing to do.

Good people are not scary.

Saying "I really want to agree" is his greatest resistance beyond his courage. "What you say doesn't count" is the reality that a dog needs to face.

Chu Yao just stood there motionless, like his sword that had not been unsheathed.

Although it is not ostentatious on the outside, you know that the glory is within.

"So who has the final say?" he asked.

His problems can no longer be ignored!

Lao Dao had already retreated to the side, but he didn't dare to leave without getting a nod.

Lao Quan shrank into the corner, silently blocking the old yellow dog behind him to prevent the old dog from suddenly losing consciousness and bumping into anyone - the old dog's eyes of watching the fun really scared him.

Sometimes he envied the animals, the ignorant ones who were carefree.

Who has the final say here? Yin Wenyong also cast an inquiring look.

Cheng Jiliang said that his words did not count, and he was also very curious. Could it be that someone from the headquarters was in charge of this Sanfenxiang Building?

It can't be that Miss Qiongzhi has the final say in this area!

Just as this funny thought came to his mind, a familiar voice like the sound of cold jade rang in his ears: "The fragrance of the world belongs to one family! The Three Fragrances Tower in Shangqiu City is not a tree without roots or a source without water. Cheng Fengxiang is a pitiful person even though he has many branches and leaves but cannot be himself!"

Under everyone's unconsciously focused gaze, a beautiful woman with cold eyes and stern brows stepped on the hollow wooden steps and walked down slowly. Her embroidered shoes stepped on the steps, as leisurely as a flower drum.

She has a face that is beautiful but unromantic.

But after listening to the heartbreaking song and seeing the dance of the fish and dragons, you will understand her rich emotions and hot heart beneath the iceberg.

Che Guangqi, the inspector of Shangqiu Zhiwu, once said: "Qiongzhi is the real beauty of the country. Although she is not false, she has the strongest feelings. Although she is in the smoke and willows, she is the most real woman in the world!"

Although he didn't know where the "most real" came from, Yin Wenyong recognized this heart-moving beauty. He picked the flowers with a gentle smile, showing his gracefulness.

He quietly changed his angles a few times to make himself stand out from the crowd in the view from upstairs.

Qiongzhi was too cold. Her skin was even pale, with a slight bluish tint.

Only at this moment, her eyes swept across everyone in the hall, making people shudder inexplicably, as if being brushed by her cold fingertips, and the ripples in their hearts bloomed in circles, swaying and unable to stop.

She was careless.

His eyes fell on the young man today, the 'most heroic' in the field, and he finally said quietly: "In theory, the matters of Sanfenxiang Tower are decided by the Luosha Tower Master. In reality, it is Tianxiang's first Ye Lan'er who is in charge of the building affairs..."

She paused for a moment, wanting to see the young man's reaction.

This sentence is like a sword across the sky.

The young man who didn't understand romance was rude to her. He looked down at Cheng Jiliang with some patience, but when he turned his eyes to her, he flashed a cold light: "Are you saying that the little girl you bought for five taels of silver would eventually alarm the beautiful Tianxiang and even the owner of Luosha Tower?"

He was a polite person, but the difficulties that people had to face in this brothel one after another had made him lose the mood to be polite.

Last year in Mengdu, Yong State, the main force of Sanfenxiang Tower was forced to retreat by the master, and Luosha Mingyuejing didn't dare to show up at all - he didn't learn about this from Baiyujing, but learned about it from rumors all over the world.

I don't know where the story came from, but there are already many versions of it.

But no matter what, it is an obvious fact that Luosha Mingyuejing avoided his invincible master.

Although the master's invincibility is not Chu Yao's invincibility, any trivial matter in the Sanfenxiang Tower has to involve Luosha Mingyuejing. Doesn't Chu Yao have to carry a Baiyujing Restaurant with him?

What kind of Bodhisattva are these people trying to bring out to scare people?

More importantly, deep in his heart, an unknown power seemed to be emerging, and the subtle feelings of his spiritual perception were like a gentle tremor in the bright breeze.

The second magical power that he had never been able to grasp suddenly responded to him today.

The feeling of being so close yet separated by a window made him eager to move and unable to restrain himself. He lost the "calmness" that Marquis Bowang always told him to maintain.

"Even such a small matter requires your attention. How busy is Luosha Tower Master!" Chu Yao's eyes were cold: "How can her path to transcendence not be hindered by you?"

Yin Wenyong's mouth twitched, and his lustful heart froze for a moment. Is this the attitude he showed when mentioning Luosha Mingyuejing? Whose prince is this? I have never heard of such an ugly prince...

"This young man." Qiongzhi was dressed quite conservatively, but the simple skirt made her look very graceful. She was born cold, and now she leaned against the railing, saying a little stubbornly and a little coldly: "I haven't finished my words yet..."

In her coldness, you can feel her stubborn and unspoken fragility!

The withered plum blossoms stand proudly in the snow, so pitifully cold.

Those who heard this on the sidelines wanted to rush up and hold Chu Yao down... Is it so great that the inner palace easily took the outer building? How could we not let the beauty finish her words!

Well, it is indeed remarkable, but she is so beautiful, how can we not have a little sympathy for her?

Most of the men present were soft-hearted.

Unfortunately, Chu Yao was cold and hard.

"My mother said that people who pretend to be pitiful are the most despicable. Because the truly pitiful people in the world don't have much to begin with, and those who pretend to be pitiful want to rob people of their sympathy."

He let out a long breath, like a sword spitting out rainbows: "Stop playing tricks on me, my patience has been exhausted by you!"

Chu Yao really couldn't understand why this woman selling meat was so pitiful.

His mother used to carry bricks and tiles like a man, carrying baskets of heavy objects on her shoulders, using the dust from the tile kiln as rouge and powder on her face, which prematurely faded her face... and she never said that she was pitiful!

Are these people here more pitiful than Xiao Cui, who was bought to a brothel at a young age?

Can she be more pitiful than Xiao Cui’s grandmother?

She gave birth to two sons, one of whom died in his prime, a gentle and filial son, and the other a gambler who unfortunately is still alive. She had to go up the mountain to collect firewood at an old age, and lived on the two acres of vegetable garden she tended. She couldn't find her granddaughter, didn't know where Shangqiu City was, and cried until her eyes were blinded in the direction where her granddaughter disappeared!

Who will pity them?

The whole room was filled with well-dressed people, all of them were cultured and elegant. They spoke of the common people and kept silent about the world, but they just... couldn't bear to see the beauty frown!

Their reluctance is only shown to the delicate flowers, not to the weeds.

Chu Yao couldn't explain why he was angry, it just seemed like something was blocking his heart.

"Brother, calm down." Yin Wenyong considered again and again, and finally stepped out to be a peacemaker: "It is true that Sanfenxiang Tower is not in the right in this matter, but it is not Miss Qiongzhi's responsibility. I think she is standing up now just to solve the problem with you. Why not give her a chance?"

He looked at Qiongzhi again and asked with a smile, "With such a commotion downstairs today, why didn't Che Guangqi come down with us?"

Qiongzhi's voice was cold, after all, she was just responding: "Master Che is very busy, how could he neglect his duties and come here to have fun? Master Yin really loves to joke!"

Yin Wenyong used a tactful way to remind the young man of the existence of the Song Dynasty officials, touching upon the "rules" that the strange boy might care about, in an attempt to regain the boy's respect for the Song Dynasty that might still exist.

Sell ​​a favor to both sides.

Chu Yao was not a man without scruples after all. He pressed down his sword energy, which suddenly became less fierce. He said to Yin Wenyong, "I don't believe that the Shangqiu Fengxiang Envoy can't decide this matter. I can only understand that he is determined to target me."

The words sound harsh, but a way out has been given.

He looked at Qiongzhi again and said, "If you have anything to say, please keep it short. I have given you enough time and too much respect. If I can't get the result I want, I can only find it myself."

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The courtesan in Shangqiu City never loses her beauty.

She certainly would not confront the young man head-on. No matter how rude or impatient he was, she tried her best to show her charming side.

She wanted to do her best to let the boy see her heart that was pure and untainted, her coldness towards others, and her special warmth for him alone.

Speaking of Jiang Gelao's disciple's wife...

It is also a road to heaven!

Miss Qiongzhi's voice was as cold as snow, but she looked at the young man with burning eyes: "Young man, you have a kind heart, and I am very touched. Xiaocui is lucky to know you. This matter is so troublesome, there are indeed twists and turns behind it. Cheng Fengxiang treated us very well and usually protected the sisters... He dared not say this matter, but I want to speak for him."

“Eh——”

Her image as a prostitute was taking shape. Chu Yao had already stepped into the deep pit dug by Ji Liang, abandoned her like a worn-out shoe, and walked deeper into the Sanfenxiang Tower.

His eyes shone with brilliance. Rays of light that had become materialized crisscrossed the attic, refracting wildly, reaching every corner of the building at a terrifying speed.

At this moment, the privacy of Sanfenxiang Tower was no longer respected by him, and the obscurity that existed in various forms was seen through by him.

He did not activate any magic, but used relatively inconspicuous spells to stimulate the power of [seeing] and see everything!

He has no patience anymore.

Bowang Hou is right. You only have one face, you can't give it to everyone.

Some people just take your respect as stupidity!

He had clearly restrained himself, suppressed his unhappiness, and was willing to communicate. But this woman was provocative the moment she opened her mouth. Did she want to use him as a spearhead to get involved in the internal struggle of Sanfenxianglou?

Although Chu Yao was not a very smart person, he had seen more than one similar case of human cunning when Marquis Bowang had taken him there.

He was willing to listen to Mr. Yan's teachings, and he regarded his master's instructions as golden rules.

But just because he is willing to be a little stupid doesn’t mean he is really stupid!

"Xiang Ling'er!"

After the young man's figure suddenly passed by, Qiongzhi finally cried out in pain.

Her pretty face, as cold as ice, showed a complex panic, as if she had to say it.

"Xiao Cui is the person Xiang Ling'er specifically asked for!" she added.

During this period, Xiang Ling'er was indeed recruiting people, and she was indeed recruiting girls with excellent qualifications.

But Cheng Jiliang had already prepared to offer tribute.

Of course, this preparation...can totally be done by Xiao Cui!

Before she went downstairs, she had already made two preparations. If the young man could fall at her feet, that would be the best. She feared Jiang Zhenjun like a tiger, and would retreat thousands of miles away just by his name. But if she could become a family with Jiang Zhenjun, she would be willing to completely become Qiongzhi and give her heart to him from then on.

The boss can disband the Hell without a Gate and run to the underworld to show his righteousness.

What's wrong with her getting closer to Jiang Zhenjun?

I can then pick up the sword of justice and go and kill my good brother.

But the boy did not become a man after all, and the young man did not understand the good of women, so she had a second plan -

At this time, Xiao Cui had already left Shangqiu City.

Xiang Ling'er, who is ranked fifth among the Tianxiang, is the source of today's conflict!

During the entire process of offering sacrifices, Qiongzhi could ensure that she could not find any problems, and all her actions were normal. As the most popular courtesan in Sanfenxianglou, she could only interfere in a limited number of things, and standing up for Cheng Jiliang and "speaking up for justice" was the only thing she did.

Xiang Ling'er, who should have been strangled to death in Mengdu last year, should also give up her seat to her younger sister behind her.

Even the owner of Sanfenxiang Tower, is he going to give in?

Get surrounded and attacked soon!

She had long been fed up with the darkness in this building and hoped that Master Jiang would take action to clean up the world!

As for who will take over after this world is cleaned up...

Of course it's her. Should I let my brother take care of it? Sanfenxiangqilou is a women's building.

Yin Wenyong was stunned for a long while before he sorted out his thoughts.

Yes, how dare Cheng Jiliang go against the will of Xiang Ling'er, the fifth of Tianxiang, and how dare he let go of the person Xiang Ling'er wanted?

It was only at this moment that he understood the stupidity of Cheng Fengxiang. It turned out that there was such a reason.

At this time, the young man who broke into the building had disappeared... Apparently he had gone through the building and the alley, following the trail.

Everyone has their own thoughts.

There was a waiter wearing flowery clothes and a small hat, who was offering incense. He stuck his butt out and "picked" Cheng Jiliang out of the pit.

Qiongzhi stood on the long ladder, walked halfway, and did not continue to walk down. Although there were occasional guests in her boudoir, she always seemed to keep a distance from them.

At this moment, his eyes wandered again: "No matter what the reason is, I should not have mentioned Tianxiang. I deserve death... Could you please cherish my life and keep the secret for me?"

The spectators all agreed, and each of them patted their chests to express their willingness to keep the secret for Miss Qiongzhi, and to take such and such measures against anyone who dared to leak it.

Of course, there were those who swore never to reveal the secret, but secretly thought in their hearts, "Miss Qiongzhi, you don't want to..."

Of course, Miss Qiongzhi's gaze finally fell on Yin Wenyong.

After just a quick glance, she turned around and went upstairs again.

This look is like a gentle knife.

It pierced Yin Wenyong's body, as if it had also taken out a piece of his soul.

Yin Wenyong winked and told the servant to go back and deliver the message. Matters involving the beautiful Tianxiang were not something he could handle. The young man's background, the possible changes that Xiang Ling'er might cause... let my cousin worry about them.

He needs to have a deep understanding of the nature of this matter, find the most suitable response method for the Yin family, face the possible storms, and strive for the longevity of the family.

I will go to the Yellow River Meeting next year, and will be in seclusion soon...

Take advantage of your free time!

Yin Wenyong smiled gracefully, bowed to the others, and walked past the bowing Lao Quan with the steps of a winner. He even touched the head of the old yellow dog in a good mood... and followed him upstairs.