Chapter 296： Visit Jinshuihe

Yu Jin almost instantly thought of what Jiang Si said to him: Two people said that they should find a woman who looks similar to the saint to approach you...

Could it be that the woman is the flower **** the Jinshui River?

"Which paint boat?"

Long Dan was startled by Yu Jin's serious expression.

Hey, he still thinks that the master will be happy. It's not convenient to see Ms. Jiang, so it's not bad to find Ms. Hua anytime to relieve my boredom. When the master and Ms. Jiang become relatives in the future, if I get angry, I can beat Ms. Hua to relieve my anger...

Ahem, it seems a bit unnatural to think this way.

"It's the Fufang class you originally planned to visit after visiting the Yanchun class. According to the bustard, the lady of the flower came here, and she is still a young lady."

Yu Jin frowned and glanced at Long Dan.

This kid is becoming less and less able to speak. Why did he visit the Yanchun class and plan to visit the Fufang class? That is called investigation!

"What is Hua Niang's name?"

"Called Qingqing. It seems that the bustard is using her as a cash cow and is preparing to become the top card. The little one asked a few more questions, but the bustard is still a little unwilling." Long Dan dragged her clothes in a grievance, and muttered , "We're pretty decent, the bustard is actually looking down upon others..."

"Bring me a set of clothes for going out."

Long Dan took a set of 80% new clothes for Yu Jin to put on. Seeing that he was about to leave, he couldn't help asking: "Master, where are you going?"

"Go to Fufang class."

"Huh?" Long Dan looked at the sky with a look of surprise, "It's all this time, those flower girls have guests to accompany you..."

"Long-winded." Yu Jin glanced at Long Dan and strode out.

Seeing this, Long Dan hurriedly followed.

"You don't need to go."

Long Dan:? ?

Unloading the mill to kill the donkey, hiding the birds with all their bows, cooking the rabbits to death...what else is there?

The Jinshui River is still bright as day, and the leaves of weeping willows on both sides of the bank have already turned yellow, like a dying old man swaying slowly against the night breeze, and the falling leaves are drawn into the fragrant powder.

The faint sound of silk and bamboo, and the flickering lights on the river are all dyed with a beautiful color because of the ubiquitous fragrance. In the late autumn of Beijing, here is always a spring scene.

Those big and small painting boats have been floating in the river offshore, revealing unfettered freedom.

Yu Jin casually beckoned a cruise ship docked on the shore carrying passengers.

The punter was an old man with a hearty smile: "My son, where are you going?"

"Fufang class." Yu Jin didn't want to say more, and said three words lightly.

The old man was a rule, he didn't verbose any more when he heard the words, he said with a good voice, he was skillful in rowing the boat fast.

The boat shuttled from countless ships, and it didn't take much time to get close to the flower boat with "Fu Fang Ban" lanterns.

"Fu Fang class welcomes guests." The old man shouted and stopped the boat.

Someone on the flower boat immediately picked Yu Jin on board.

Like the Yanchun class, the Fufang class is a small group. When the bustard welcoming guests see Yu Jin's dress, his face becomes enthusiastic and welcomes people in with joy.

Yu Jin sat down in the hall, playing with tea cups, showing little interest in singing and dancing on the stage in the center of the hall.

"Is there a girl he is looking at?" Bustard leaned over and asked.

"First time here."

"Well, it happens that our top card, Fei Fei, is still idle. Why don't we ask her to come out and sing a song for the son?"

Yu Jin nodded slightly.

"The son, go to the elegant room, it's not convenient to listen to music here in a mess."

Yu Jin just sat down in the elegant room, and before long, a woman in a light gauze walked in with a pipa.

"My son, this is Faey."

Yu Jin lazily glanced at Faey.

Fei Fei's eyes lit up, and she leaned over with a smile: "I wonder what song you want to listen to?"

A piece of silver crossed a line in the air and fell into Faey's arms. The young man's lazy voice sounded: "Whatever."

Fei Fei smiled, put the pipa on the table and sang a cappella.

"... Reach out to touch my sister's face while the dark clouds fly for a long time; reach out to touch the front of my sister's head, the sky is full and addictive..."

Actually the first eighteen touches.

Yu Jin has been in the southern military camp for many years. He hasn't heard any jokes, and he certainly doesn't change his face after listening to the first **** song.

After Fei Fei finished singing and rubbed his half-soft body against him, he pushed the person away with one hand and said lightly: "It's not interesting, I'll go to the hall to enjoy singing and dancing."

Fei Fei did not dare to shake his face at the guests, and looked at the bustard aggrieved.

Huan'er laughed: "It seems that the son is rare and fresh. It's a coincidence that we have only come to a girl from Fufang's class. Shui Lingling is not to mention so good-looking. It is rare that he is still a young man. Would you like to see him? "

Yu Jin nodded slightly.

Not long after the bead curtain rang softly, a slender woman walked in.

Huan'er sent Feifei out, pulled the woman over and pushed it in front of Yu Jin: "Qingqing, raise your head and show him."

The woman seemed reluctant and kept her head down.

Bustard reached out and pinched the woman: "Let you look up."

After finishing talking, he smiled at Yu Jin: "Sir, forgive me, Qingqing has just arrived, and I am not sensible."

Yu Jin frowned: "Really ignorant."

A flower lady, pretending to refuse to welcome him, she was simply delaying her work.

Qingqing and Huan'er both froze for a while.

This son is a bit unreasonable to play cards.

The bustard quickly reacted and pushed to make it clear: "Didn't you hear me, are you dumb?"

Qingqing slowly raised her head, her expression aggrieved, tears in her eyes, and a timid cry of "Young Master".

Yu Jin squinted slightly.

If it is similar to the saint Asang, it is so somewhat, but the other party actually thinks that this can make him fascinated, and he does not know whether those people are ignorant or fearless.

"It's really watery." Yu Jin smiled and asked, "Do you know how to sing? For example, eighteen touches?"

Qingqing's face became stiff, and she lowered her eyes and said, "No."

"Can you dance?"

Qingqing shook his head.

"That will serve men?"

Qingqing blushed and lowered his head in silence.

Yu Jin looked disgusted: "I don't know anything. Could it be possible for me to sing and dance to show you? Mom, let's take this kind of flower lady, I'm not interested."

The bustard was stunned.

No, this is not the same as she thought!

"My son, Qingqing is still a clean boy, it is inevitable to be shy, forgive me..."

Yu Jin sneered: "Every lady I've seen will be shy. If you see shy women still use it here?

After he finished speaking, he simply ignored the bustard and strode out.

Bustard winked at Qingqing, and hurriedly chased it out: "Master, Qingqing's insensibleness has swept your happiness, and the slave family asked her to make up for it. Qingqing, it's not enough!"

Qingqing half bowed her head and walked this way, bumping into a staggering man.

The man looked at and drank a lot, first cursed, his eyes lit up when he saw Qingqing clearly, he pushed the Hua Niang out of his arms, and grabbed Qingqing's hand: "Mother Liu, when is this coming? My sister, why haven’t you seen it before?"

Qingqing looked at the bustard in a panic, and at the same time covered Yu Jin, who was not far from the bustard.

Yu Jin pulled the corner of his lips.

It's really boring, no wonder those dramas have never been new.