Zhang Ren looked at the young man's surprised look and found it interesting, so he asked: "How is it? Have you ever seen a monk visiting a brothel?"
The boy quickly shook his head and said, "This is the first time that I have seen you at Songzhu Pavilion for so many years."
Zhang Ren laughed loudly.
Wu Peng, who was usually very calm, suppressed his blush and hurriedly explained: "The poor monk has returned to secular life."
Yes, he has returned to secular life. If he had not returned to secular life, he would not come in even if he was beaten to death, otherwise it would be a blasphemy against the Buddha.
But now that he has returned to secular life, and has already sworn in his heart to protect Zhang Ren, naturally he can only bite the bullet and follow him.
Since the last time someone assassinated Zhang Ren in the Songzhu Pavilion, the Songzhu Pavilion has been severely damaged. Now, several months later, the Songzhu Pavilion has been renovated and is even more elegant than before.
In the past few days, the Songzhu Pavilion had been very depressed. It was difficult to see the guests. Whether they were madams or girls, they were all crowded around.
On that day, Zhang Ren won Liuli's favor in the Songzhu Pavilion. The two worshiped Heaven and Earth, and killed everyone in the assassination. Later, they held Liuli on his deathbed to redeem him.
It is not easy for promiscuous women. They have flesh and blood, and of course they also have feelings. What Zhang Ren did that day moved the girls in Songzhu Pavilion to their core. They all thought that if they met such a man, even death would be worth it.
When they saw clearly that the person coming was Zhang Ren, the girls naturally praised him without hesitation.
"Master Zhang is very talented in literature. How about writing a poem for the slave family?"
"Master Zhang, the slave family has recently rehearsed a new dance and has not performed it yet. Today the slave family is willing to dance for the master."
"I haven't seen you for many days. I miss Mr. Zhang very much."
Of course, some of them are brave enough to say very explicit things.
"Mr. Zhang, my family has been with sister Liuli for many years, but she has been unlucky. My family is willing to serve Mr. Zhang on Liuli's behalf."
"Mr. Zhang, the fragrance of the slave family is famous in Jinling City. Please take a whiff to see if it smells good."
"Mr. Zhang, I would like to propose a pillow mat for you!"
"Master Zhang, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"
Being blocked by a beautiful woman is a blessing in life. Being blocked by three or five beauties is a blessing in life. But being blocked by a group of beauties is something that ordinary people cannot bear.
Now, facing these warblers and warblers, Zhang Ren just wants to escape as soon as possible.
As for Wu Peng, he had been squeezed outside by the crazy girls. He had never seen such a scene before. He could only blush and lower his head and whispered: "Amitabha, the red skull is really scary. It seems that the masters in the temple are honest. I."
Xu Shiyou was disturbed, and three people came out of a private room on the second floor. One of them was Fu Rang, who invited Zhang Ren. The other Zhang Ren was also familiar with, and was Zhou Ji, the sixth son of Zhou Dexing's family. As for This third person is an unfamiliar face. He is about thirty years old, but he has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.
Fu Rang smiled and said to this man: "Brother Jiujiang, this is the brother Zhang and Zhang I mentioned to you."
The man frowned, obviously unhappy, but Fu Rang didn't notice it. Instead, he loudly greeted Zhang Ren downstairs: "Brother Ren, here!"
Hearing someone greeting him, Zhang Ren felt like he was being pardoned. He immediately confessed to the girls around him and ran up the stairs as fast as he could. Wu Peng followed behind and wanted to go up, but saw that the stairs were full of Yingying Yanyan. , in desperation, he could only take a breath, jumped straight to the second floor, and stood firmly behind Zhang Ren.
This skill alone made Fu Rang and Zhou Ji cheer loudly, and the man with them also said: "Good skill."
Fu Rang stepped forward and patted Zhang Ren on the shoulder, pointed at Wu Peng and asked, "Brother Ren, who is this master?"
Zhang Ren chuckled and replied, "My friend, Monk Wu Peng."
Fu Rang gave Zhang Ren a thumbs up and said, "Brother Ren, you are still the best. Aren't you afraid of Buddha's censure for bringing a monk to a place like this?"
Wu Peng had no choice but to suppress his blush and explain again: "The poor monk has returned to secular life."
Several people no longer struggled with this matter and entered the box one after another and took their seats.
The order and position of sitting are very particular. The thirty-year-old man took the seat first and sat directly on the main seat.
Zhang Ren was not stupid, and he knew that the friend Fu Rang introduced to him today probably had a high status.
Because they were a little older, Fu Rang and Zhou Ji sat on opposite sides. Zhang Ren sat under Fu Rang, and Wu Peng was invited to sit down because of his light skill just now.
Although no food was served on the table, there were some dried fruit snacks and a jug of wine.
Fu Rang stood up to take care of him, filled everyone's glasses with wine, and then introduced him: "Brother Ren, let me introduce you to him. This brother Li Jinglong is very powerful. He is the first person in our generation." One of the knights is now Cao Guogong, the Grand Governor of the Zuo Army Governor's Mansion, and is now a first-class military general in the dynasty. My brother has been training troops outside these years, and is also responsible for the tea and horse trade in Xifan."
Zhang Ren knew that Fu Rang wanted to introduce him to a big shot, but he didn't expect that the official position would be so high. The thirty-year-old Duke was still a top official in the dynasty. He held military power and was in charge of the lucrative mutual market. This is really a must for soldiers. Soldiers need money. If they can draw this giant Buddha to Zhu Yunwen's camp, then Zhu Yunwen will immediately have the strength to fight against Zhu Yunxi.
Zhang Ren stood up solemnly, raised his wine glass and said, "My little brother Zhang Ren, I admire you for being a great man in this world. My brother's brilliance has really eclipsed ours. When my brother goes out to lead the army one day, he will be able to clear the world and open up new territories." I hope that my elder brother will not forget my younger brother when he achieves such unparalleled achievements."
Men, who doesn’t have a dream of opening up new territories? It's just that although Li Jinglong is the Commander-in-Chief of the Zuo Army Governor's Mansion, he has no record of leading troops alone. In these years, he has only trained troops in Huguang, Henan, Shanxi and other places. As for his title, he also inherited it from his father Li Wenzhong.
So Li Jinglong liked to hear Zhang Ren's flattery, but he still kept a straight face and did not raise a toast.
The atmosphere at the scene was a bit awkward. Zhang Ren was holding a glass, Li Jinglong didn't answer, Wu Peng was in meditation like an old monk, and Zhou Ji was just eating the melon and fruit snacks on the table.
In the end, it was Fu Rang who came to Zhang Ren's rescue: "Brother Jiujiang, we are all brothers, but today it is my younger brother who is the host. Look..."
Li Jinglong still didn't raise his glass. Instead, he glanced at Zhang Ren and said, "He's just a dude with a low status, but he was the last one to arrive. It's so embarrassing."
This was due to the fact that he arrived late. Zhang Ren didn’t know exactly how long they had arrived, but considering that in this era, people with status and status were usually the last ones to arrive, it did seem rude that he arrived late, so he just Neng opened his mouth to apologize and said, "It's all my fault. This glass of wine is my punishment!"
