Just by hearing the name, Yihonglou knew it was not a serious place, but Jia Cong couldn't resist his curiosity!
In his previous life, he was a good boy who never dared to do anything illegal. Reborn as the young master of Rongguo Mansion, this is not a good place to visit.
Of course, the main thing is to complete the tasks assigned to him by the emperor and take a look at Daxia’s entertainment industry. There’s nothing wrong with that!
Because the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, people in Dongshi can be said to be busy. The carriage slowly stopped at the door of Yihonglou, and Jia Cong in the carriage rushed out impatiently, muttering a lyric in his mouth.
"At this moment when the soul is extinguished, the sachet is secretly untied, and the Luo belt is lightly divided. I won the brothel and survived. When will I see you here? There are traces of crying on the sleeves and in the sky. The injured place can be seen from the high city, and the lights have already dimmed. .”
Although Jia Lian has never heard the lyrics of this song, he can roughly tell that it describes the brothel incident. He was originally a little frightened because of Jia Zhen's incident, but now his brain starts to hurt.
He felt a chill running down his spine, and he could already imagine in his mind the scene of his father, Jia She, looking for him with a big stick!
Jia Lian trembled all over, grabbed Jia Cong's collar and pulled him back, and asked with a dark face: "You wrote it? How do you know so much about Qin Lou and Chu Hall?"
But I saw Jia Cong shaking his head like a rattle, with a childish smile on his face: "I am a child, how can a child understand these things? I heard, I heard, doesn't the second brother often come to Yihonglou to play... …”
"Who said that? Don't lie! I didn't!"
Jia Lian denied Sanlian, but unfortunately that was the fact. He had to explain with a blushing face: "I'm not here for fun, mainly... uh... for socializing, do you understand socializing?"
Jia Cong nodded seriously and grinned: "I understand, I understand, all the young masters in the capital like to come here to socialize!"
Jia Lian's face turned even darker now. It was over, he was dead!
Among his peers in the whole family, he was the one who went to brothels the most. Who could Jia Cong, an eight-year-old child, hear about the affair? If you say it's not his fault, will your father believe it? Now I can’t even wash myself away after jumping into the Yellow River.
"Hey, isn't this Second Master Lian? Why haven't you come here recently? Miss Lian'er has been thinking about you coming to see her, and she's completely haggard from waiting."
I saw a still-charming woman twisting her waist to come out. When she saw Jia Lian through the opened car curtain, her eyes lit up.
Before Jia Lian, who was blushing, could respond, he began to ask the people around him to bring in horse stools to help Jia Lian get off the car.
Jia Cong smiled and whispered in Jia Lian's ear: "Miss Lian'er? Second brother, will Sister Feng peel off your skin if she knows?"
"Five taels of silver!" Jia Lian said helplessly.
Jia Cong shook his head: "Twelve!"
"Okay, don't tell anyone!"
In the end, the brothers reached a tentative agreement and got off the bus one after another.
Jia Lian regained his noble demeanor, raised his head and glanced at the plaque of Yihonglou hanging with red silk, and asked leisurely: "Mrs. Hu, where is my brother Zhen? I have something to do with him."
It turns out that this woman’s surname is Hu, Lady Hu, Lady Fox? It's really appropriate.
Madam Hu first glanced curiously at Jia Cong, who was looking at her, and then bowed with a smile: "It turns out to be Third Master Cong. The young lady is being polite. Second Master Lian and Uncle Zhen are in Jincui Pavilion on the third floor. , and sitting together are the Second Master Qiu of the Nan'an Prince's Palace, and the Uncle Ren who controls the County Prince's Palace."
"Second brother, I'm hungry!"
As Madam Hu explained Jia Zhen's position, Jia Cong took advantage of the situation and grabbed Jia Lian's sleeves, patted his stomach and said: "Let's eat something first. Didn't you mean their Jiangnan cuisine?" Is it good?"
"Hey, Third Master wants to eat Jiangnan cuisine. That's a good feeling. I'll let someone prepare it right now."
Madam Hu smiled brightly. The young man in front of her was now the most famous person in the capital and a popular person in front of the imperial court. No matter what he was here for today, he must be taken care of.
She called the two brothers in and asked in a low voice: "Second Master Lian, are you placing it with Uncle Zhen or not?"
Jia Lian glanced at Jia Cong behind him, who was looking around enthusiastically, and said angrily: "Do you think it's appropriate for me to take him in now? Get a private room next door."
…
The Red Building was elegantly decorated. After entering the building, Jia Cong discovered that there were not only wealthy children in luxurious clothes, but also a large number of young officials wearing Confucian shirts.
From time to time, people in the building recited poems and songs, accompanied by bursts of music and the sound of singers singing one after another. Different from the previous film and television dramas, there is no scantily clad woman leaning out of the window or leaning on the railing to call uncle in Yihonglou. Jia Cong has no chance to feast his eyes on it.
Climbing up the stairs, the third floor is obviously more noble and elegantly decorated.
Opposite the Jincui Pavilion where Jia Zhen was, Jia Lian and Jia Cong sat facing each other. After the maid went out, the two brothers started discussing in a low voice.
"Can you tell me, is Brother Zhen really collaborating with others to smuggle contraband?"
Jia Lian was really frightened. No one would have thought that Jia Zhen, the head of the Jia family, would smuggle forbidden items such as pig iron into the grassland with others.
According to the law, the leader of the Jia family will end up with his home confiscated and exiled.
Jia Cong also had a grimace on his face and said helplessly: "Cao Dudu told me personally that Brother Zhen not only smuggled contraband to the north with the Huo family, but also colluded with Prince Zhongxin's palace. Didn't the second brother also hear it? Right? They are in the Jincui Pavilion opposite. Cao Dudu has been stared at for a long time. I will go there first later. After the second brother heard the sound of the cup being smashed, he immediately rushed in and looked at Huo Qiu. Fight me to death!"
"How about I go and get beaten, and you take charge of the beating? You are a kid trying to steal a girl, and no one will believe you if you tell me!"
Jia Lian was a little confused, and the idea Jia Cong told him was too unreliable. It's so fake that an eight-year-old child is jealous of others in a brothel.
But Jia Cong looked excited. He was about to achieve one of the must-have achievements for time travellers: becoming a saint in a brothel. Thinking about it, he felt very happy.
As for getting beaten? Later, whenever Huo Qiu touched him, he would lie on the ground and wail. He didn't believe that Huo Qiu dared to actually attack him.
When it comes to porcelain, Mr. Cong is a professional!
"No, the purpose of this is to let others know that our family deliberately turns against the Huo family, otherwise it would be in vain."
Just as they were talking, the two heard a knock on the door, and Jia Cong's eyes lit up.
The person arranged by Cao Jiugong is here!
I saw a middle-aged man walking in, bowing to the two of them and whispering: "Second Master Lian, Third Master Cong, this is Li Wei. The head of the family, Governor Cao, has made arrangements, and the girl will be 'robbed' by Huo Qiu later. In the past, the rest depends on Master Lian and Master Cong."
…
The window of Jincui Pavilion is facing the South Pool, with sparkling waves downstairs and lotus flowers blooming in the lake. At the time of prosperity and beauty, the fragrance of flowers spread to the elegant rooms.
"It's boring, it's boring. I'm tired of listening to these songs. It's a shame that this girl was booked early. Our trip today is in vain."
The most luxuriously dressed person in the private room is Huo Qiu, the second son of the Nan'an Palace, and the other two are the head of the Ningguo Palace, Jia Zhen, the head of the Jia family.
The identity of the man sitting across from him was not simple either. He was the nephew of Wang Ziteng, the county magistrate and the governor of the capital, and he was the only male heir of the Wang family in this generation.
After hearing Huo Qiu complain, Wang Ren said casually: "This is not easy. Who in the capital dares to steal women from us? Wang Zhi, go to Mrs. Hu and say that I can't wait any longer and let this girl come over now." , otherwise I will smash the Yihong Building today!"
