The servant opened the door gently.
A wave of warm and fragrant hot air hits your face, making people subconsciously ready to move.
Jia Changjun casually took a pair of women's velvet pants and threw them in his face.
"Say, what's going on? If you make a fuss, I won't kill you!"
"Lang...Lang Jun..."
The servant, who was suffering so much, calmed down and said, "I just got the news that the official prostitutes in Kaifeng Mansion were bought by Baihua House..."
Teng!
Jia Changjun stood up straight from the bed, then fell onto the woman's lap with a bang from his waist.
"Ouch!"
Two shouts sounded at the same time.
The woman burst into tears in pain, but she didn't dare to make a sound.
Jia Changjun grinned and covered his waist, slapped the woman in the face with his hand, and cursed angrily: "You wretched bitch! Didn't you see that I flashed my waist?... You didn't give me a rub!"
"yes."
The two women were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They quickly helped Jia Changjun lie down and kneaded him gently.
"You mean... those official prostitutes were taken away by Fatty Li?"
"Yes, I saw with my own eyes the yamen of Kaifeng Mansion, escorting a group of official prostitutes to Baihualou... Li Yougui laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth, and kept stuffing red envelopes to those yamen."
Damn it!
Jia Changjun was so angry that he hit the woman on the left right in the face.
The woman groaned, biting her lips and not daring to speak.
"I paid so much money in advance, and even let those bastards have sex for free several times... What does this mean? Just to have my beard cut off by that damn fat guy?!"
Jia Changjun was still angry. He grabbed the woman's ankle and said harshly: "Baihua House is just a second-rate brothel. Whose face did Li Yougui buy? How could he bid for those official prostitutes!"
The imperial court sells a batch of official prostitutes every year. Private brothels and brothels can bid for them, and the one with the highest price wins.
But there are a lot of twists and turns here.
Many times, it’s not something you can do if you have money.
The servant lowered his head and did not dare to look at him: "I heard it was Cao An's relationship..."
Cao An, it’s you again!
Jia Changjun's hands clenched tighter.
"Mr. Lang..."
The servant glanced at the trembling woman, with a bit of pity in his eyes, and continued: "I have long heard that Cao An has a close relationship with the Chu Palace. This time it seems... I am afraid it is true!"
Isn't it true?
Jia Changjun gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Yesterday, someone went to Kaifeng Mansion to file a complaint. The doorman didn't even read the complaint and kicked someone out... It seems that the person from Prince Chu's Mansion did this too!"
"Lang Jun, why don't you forget it..."
"You bastard, what did you say?!"
Jia Changan scratched the woman's feet hard, leaving two bloody marks.
The servant said tremblingly: "That is the young master of Prince Chu's Mansion, let's..."
What's their level? What's the level of the Jia family?
Although Jia Changjun has been prospering in the outer city in the past few years, he has also met many officials from the DPRK and the Central Government, and even has face in both black and white.
But no matter how arrogant you are, can you be more arrogant than the emperor's relatives?
The servant didn't care about Jia Changjun's life or death, he was just worried that he would be harmed.
"What about the young master?"
Jia Changjun's face was terrifyingly ferocious, and he said grimly: "Now that the Queen Mother is in power, the clan has been deteriorating for a long time... Besides, if I can't control the clan, how can I defeat Cao An?!"
"Mr. Lang..."
The servant thought Jia Changjun was crazy.
Once people are impulsive, their psychology will become distorted, and Jia Changjun is obviously like this.
…
There was no wind yesterday and it was a sunny day the next day.
Cao An got up early, washed up, and came to the front hall.
"Chang Chun, you come with me today..."
"Yes, Langjun!"
After being beaten by Zhao Yunsheng, Chang Chun's attitude towards Cao An was obviously much more respectful, but it was mostly because he was afraid of Zhao Yunsheng's majesty and had nothing to do with Cao An.
Arhat came out from behind yawning, with two unrubbed eye drops in the corners of his eyes.
"Where has Mr. Lang gone?"
"Baihua Tower."
"Damn it!" Arhat suddenly became angry: "It's all because someone went to bed too late last night..."
Wuhan sat there bored, raised his eyes and said, "What's so good about that place? It's so smoky."
"...Brother Wu said, I went to work."
Arhat was speechless for a moment and went out to ask for the account.
Here, Cao An took Chang Chun into the Baihua Building. There was no one inside, only a few sweepers were busy, and the entire lobby was quiet.
"Where's your shopkeeper?"
Cao An asked as he looked at the furnishings in the store.
"Are you Mr. Cao?"
The waiter was very discerning and asked Cao An to sit down with a smile: "Please wait a moment, I will go and ask the shopkeeper to come over now."
The brothel at that time was still very stylish. It was not a purely obscure place as imagined. It only knew how to do that... and the women in it were not all in the business of flesh and blood.
Most of them are superb at music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and some are even proficient in music, singing and dancing, and can even write a few simple poems and articles.
Moreover, those who have money to visit brothels these days are either rich or noble.
While everyone is venting, they actually care more about the mood and fun.
"Hey, Mr. Cao is here so early?"
Li Yougui came down from upstairs in his clothes and yawned repeatedly: "I'm really sorry. I worked too hard last night and accidentally overslept."
"labor?"
"You have a woman named Lao here?"
Cao An spoke in a dirty tone and said with a smile: "Shopkeeper Li, please pay attention to your health, otherwise you will lose a lot of your hair."
"Haha, it doesn't matter if I lose all my clothes."
Li Yougui took the tea handed over by the waiter and rinsed his mouth, jokingly said: "Aren't we men just a few hobbies? I will find some for you later... Don't worry, when you come here, you are home, Mr. Cao Take your pick!”
Treat the brothel as your home...
Then you have to have a strong waist, right?
Cao An waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's better to avoid it... I don't want to be bald before I reach twenty."
In fact, what Li Yougui said is correct.
I'm afraid no man in the world can resist the temptation of a brothel.
But Cao An's current body really can't stand the torture.
After the Cao family moved away from Bianliang, life became worse and worse day by day. Although they had no worries about food and drink, the repeated displacements were not something ordinary people could bear.
The most important thing right now is to take care of your body.
Even if it cannot be as strong as Arhat and Wuhan, it still needs to be more refined.
"Is everything done?"
"It's done..."
Li Yougui smiled as if to show off: "I found a famous musician in Bianliang City, and even the third sister Kou who is a highly skilled choreographer, I spent a lot of money to invite her."
"Come on, take me to meet these people."
Cao An stood up.
"Master Cao..."
Li Yougui suddenly became serious: "Before I meet you, I want to entrust you with something..."
Cao An looked at him.
"Although these official prostitutes have been sold, there are also some of them with fierce tempers... Although we are a brothel, we should not be too cruel, in case we force someone to death..."
Li Yougui is not a big shot, so he is naturally afraid of human life lawsuits.
