In Zhuiyue Tower, the stage has been set up long ago.

Lu Nianli sat under the stage, admiring the dance of the geishas.

Although the city was in chaos, there was no shortage of talents. There were several geishas who were not from Dafeng, and the dances they danced were ones that Lu Nianli had never appreciated before.

"good!"

"tips!"

Anyone who can catch Lu Nianli's eyes will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver.

One hundred taels of silver was enough for many ordinary people to live for a lifetime, but Lu Nianli spilled it as casually as water.

The rest of the audience were stunned.

At first they despised these women, but now they only hate that they are not geishas.

Why didn't the prince watch the man singing and dancing? Otherwise, he would definitely go up and perform. Bo Shizi smiled.

dignity?

Character?

In front of Yinliang, these are nothing!

Among the crowd, there was a figure wearing a bamboo hat looking at Lu Nianli.

"Although the princes of Dafeng are all ruthless, they all have the ability to govern the country and care about the people of Li. However, the prince of the Northern Territory spends his days drinking and drinking and does nothing serious."

"It really deserves to be killed."

He has countless poisonous darts hidden in his sleeves, ready to go.

"Must be cautious."

"Find out the details before taking action."

He had noticed the sudden sudden death of the leader of the refugees in the city before, and knew that there were hidden experts protecting Lu Nianli, otherwise the prince would not be able to show up in such a big way.

"If you can't kill with one blow, I might be the one who dies."

The figure in the hat is constantly analyzed, like a poisonous snake hiding in the darkness, ready to give its prey a fatal blow at any time.

"Good job! Reward again!"

Below, Lu Nianli spends money like water.

In my ears, Bai Xiaotong's voice sounded.

"Your Majesty, Leng Kui, the left guardian of the Taiping Sect, is here. The golden-faced killer 'Shuang' from Qishalou is also present. Qinglong Guard, one of the Four Saint Guards of Prince Xu Qingshu, has entered the chaotic city."

"Third Prince Xu Chengping's fellow disciple Wei Zong is on his way."

"Eighth Prince Xu Tai'an left Chang'an last night, and his target should be the city in chaos."

Lu Nianli stretched his waist.

He just came to Luancheng to show off, why are all the monsters and monsters here?

It seems that those princes are very concerned about him, the crown prince of the Northern Territory.

As soon as he left Zhenbeicheng, he affected the entire dynasty.

There is also the so-called "Taiping Sect", which is the largest rebel organization in Dafeng. They hunt down nobles and nobles in the name of robbing the rich and giving to the poor, and that everyone is equal.

Qishalou is even more powerful.

It is a transcendent force that spans hundreds of dynasties in the world. As long as it pays the price, Qishalou dares to do anything. Anyone dares to take on the task of assassinating the emperor.

"It seems that there are quite a few people who don't allow me to mess around."

Lu Nianli smiled. The identity of the Northern Crown Prince was comparable to that of a crown prince, so it was normal for someone to covet him.

He didn't pay attention and continued to spend money.

The time spent listening to music in Goulan was always wonderful but short-lived. It was already late at night in the blink of an eye. After listening to all kinds of music, Lu Nianli was also a little tired.

The night is already deep.

There are more and more people chasing the Moon Tower.

Those with evil intentions mingle with the melon-eating crowd, dooming tonight to be a restless night.

Lu Nianli stood up from his chair, looked at the guests who were still unfinished, and said with a smile:

"Thank you all for coming to Zhuiyuelou to support us."

"To show my sincerity, I will paint a painting for Zhuiyuelou today. I hope that Zhuiyuelou's business will be prosperous and its financial resources will be prosperous."

After saying that, the four maids had prepared easels, paper and pens.

The guests cheered.

They had also heard about Rouge Ping.

Everyone in the Northern Territory is spreading rumors that His Royal Highness has reached the pinnacle of spiritual enlightenment in his paintings, and that a casual painting can make him more lifelike than a real person.

Lu Nianli started painting.

With the Zhuiyuelou Theater as the background, the geishas who just appeared on the stage were painted in detail, and the essence of their respective dances was also painted.

One geisha shed tears looking at herself in the painting.

At this moment, they felt in their hearts the feeling of being respected.

His Royal Highness is different from other men in that he does not do it for their bodies, but truly appreciates the dance and opera they rehearse from the bottom of his heart.

Otherwise, this painting would not be able to resonate with them.

It turns out that the prince who seems to be a playboy is actually the elegant young man they really yearn for.

For those who had had enough of being displaced and indifferent, the prince was like the light of salvation, shining on the Chaiyue Tower, illuminating their hearts.

"Your Highness, thank you."

Geishas shed tears on the stage.

All the guests in Zhuiyue Tower were dumbfounded. What's going on?

They have never seen brothel geishas burst into tears to thank their patrons. Even if His Highness the Crown Prince was generous and spilled so much silver, he wouldn't be crying like this, right?

It was as if His Royal Highness was their spiritual salvation.

"Why are you crying?"

Lu Nianli didn't understand either, "My prince did not have sex for free."

He continued to draw.

The geisha is only a small part of the painting.

After finishing the background and the geishas, ​​I started to draw the various expressions of the people in Chaiyue Tower. The various expressions of the guests were vividly reflected in the painting.

"good!"

"Very good!"

"His Royal Highness is truly a contemporary painting saint."

"Once this painting is published, it will probably be worth a thousand or ten thousand times more than the entire Chaiyue Tower!"

The guests praised it one after another.

Only a few people had complicated expressions.

Looking closely at the picture, there are several guests in the painting who are particularly prominent. The big man wearing a bamboo hat, the girl leaning on the corner of the attic, holding the scabbard in both hands,

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The hearts of the people who were painted in the dots were filled with turmoil, their scalps were numb, and a chill rushed from the soles of their feet to the Tianling Cap.

"It was actually discovered?"

"The Crown Prince of the Northern Territory has never looked back, so how could he depict my location so clearly?"

The images in the painting are none other than Leng Kui, the left protector of the Taiping Sect, Shuang, the golden-faced killer of Qishalou, Qinglong, the prince’s bodyguard of the Four Saints, and Wei Zong, the third prince’s fellow disciple.

There wasn't much Lu Nianli could do.

See through, don’t tell.

I hope these people can get out of their way and not disturb his messy life.

"Let's do it together!"

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. Leng Kui, the left guardian of the Taiping Sect, was sharp-eyed and took the lead to attack. Instead, he thought this was an opportunity.

As long as several masters take action together, the prince of the Northern Territory will definitely die.

Although they are not in the same camp, he believes that everyone has the same purpose.

Whoosh!

The poisonous dart flew out from Leng Kui's hand, but was blocked by a sword that appeared out of thin air. A man in black with a sword came out and killed Leng Kui, the left guardian of the Taiping Sect, with just three swords.
To be continued...