In front of Yanchun Tower.
The two little girls had been trained, and although they were puzzled, they still stepped forward to recruit them.
"This man," they asked after realizing that the white-haired old miracle doctor had an extraordinary bearing and must be the head of the family, "are you... here to have a drink?"
"Nonsense!"
The old miracle doctor blew his beard and stared angrily: "Have you ever seen someone dragging his family to visit a brothel?"
The two girls shook their heads blankly, and they were sure.
No one would be so arrogant.
"That's enough!" The old genius doctor waved his hands to Yin Qingqing, Xi'er, and Ye according to the original plan: "I want to go inside to cultivate my own sentiments, release my inner depression, sublimate my ambitions and feelings, and make friends with like-minded people. You Leave quickly, don't disturb me!"
Xi'er opened her mouth, but it seemed that the words were not planned.
But listen, and translate it, it seems to be fine.
When the two girls heard this, their bodies trembled and they clamped their legs together. At this moment, the courage and decisiveness exuded by the old miracle doctor immediately attracted the attention of many people.
Inside, some people heard the arrogance of the old miracle doctor and couldn't help but give a thumbs up and shouted:
"well said!"
"Wonderful!"
"Mr. Gaoyi!"
A young man who looked like a scholar burst into tears, shook his head and drank the wine in one gulp: "I am so ashamed of myself!"
At this time, the pony Red King held the orange cat with contempt on his face and rolled his eyes, making an innocent look: "I want it too!"
"Okay! I will take you inside to have a look!"
Although the two girls felt that the boy was too young.
They whispered to each other.
"He seems too young!"
"Ke Xianggu is suitable for both men and women, old and young, maybe..."
"Too!"
After the discussion, the two girls smiled and took the old and the young respectively: "Come in, please!"
The old miracle doctor threw out a lot of money: "Arrange a high-quality private seat for me."
Ever since the old genius doctor understood the essence of the Red King's spending money to do things, his attitude towards throwing away money now vaguely resembles the Red King's former demeanor. After a while, the madam of Yanchun Tower was alarmed by the arrival of Mr. Kuo and the Young Master at Yan Chun Tower.
After entering the second-floor lounge, Jun Buxiao stood coolly in the corner. As mentioned before, without the mask, he looked like a mentally retarded person who didn't know how to communicate with others. Standing in the corner with his hands folded and a serious look, he looked like a bodyguard.
Not long after, the madam came in with a small flower fan. She was dressed in bright and well-kept clothes. She was over forty, but she looked to be in her early thirties, and she looked like a mature woman.
Situ Yong and Zheng Xiu looked at each other and flashed this person's information in unison. This madam is the retired prostitute who founded Yanchun Tower. Her watery eyes first looked at the faces of Situ Yong and Zheng Xiu for a moment, and finally stopped directly on the young man's face.
As for Jun Buxiao, he acted like a subordinate and was ignored by the madam.
"Hey! This handsome young man looks quite unfamiliar. He's not from here, is he?"
After Situ Yong thought deeply, he looked at the old madam with interest: "Oh?"
Not long after the madam entered, a pretty girl brought several plates of exquisite snacks and placed them on the table. The orange cat jumped from Zheng Xiu's arms to the table, fiddled with the exquisite little plate with its paws, and turned around to meow dissatisfiedly.
"Meow! Meow! Meow!"
【It doesn’t feel as good as fried fish cakes! 】
Zheng Xiu glared at the orange cat.
Orange cats refuse to eat.
expressed protest.
The Madam's eyes were attracted by the orange cat's strange behavior for a moment, and then Zheng Xiu said: "We are from the Imperial City."
"Hiss!" The old bustard suddenly took a breath of cold air: "It turns out he is a young master from the capital!" Soon she showed a wry smile again: "Oh, since he is a young master from a big city, I am afraid that the young master from the small temple of the Nu family Girl, you can’t catch the eyes of the young master!”
"I heard that you have an oiran here who is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. It just so happens that I have some knowledge of painting and would like to compete with Xiang Gu."
Hearing this, Situ Yong suppressed laughter and twitched the corners of his mouth. Just say it when you come to a girl, why bother looking for such lame excuses.
The young master is still not experienced enough.
Sure enough, the old madam didn't take the young master's "knowledge of painting" seriously. In fact, most of the people who come to brothels to find girls are arty. Some say they know chess, some say they know painting, some say they know how to play the piano, and some say they know how to rope. The purpose is to find a way to get close to Xianggu. The old madam has seen too much of this.
The old madam's eyes flashed, thinking that the two of them didn't understand, so she told Xiang Gu's rules for choosing guests.
Just as Jun Buxiao learned about it, the legendary model worker Xiang Gu picks up customers every night and all year round. She doesn’t choose her customers based on their money or looks, but only their eyesight. With the right eye, even a beggar on the street can enter her tent and enjoy a night of love. She is a weirdo.
But it is precisely because of this strange rule that it attracts so many people.
"rule?"
Is this also a rule?
Zheng Xiu suddenly understood that maybe "not picky" was a very harsh rule for the [Orchid] sect. Everyone has to accept it, this rule is too painful.
Nodding secretly in his heart, Zheng Xiu spread his hands towards Situ Yong.
Situ Yong understood and placed a heavy bag on the table.
Fortunately, Yin Qingqing had brought enough money with her before going out.
Zheng Xiu opened the bag and took out a long and narrow gold ingot.
"I have a bad habit."
“When things go wrong, I like to spend money.”
In the horrified eyes of the old bustard, the young man moved slowly, took out the second gold ingot from the bag, and stacked it on the first gold ingot.
“The more things go wrong, the more you like to spend money.”
"The more things go wrong, the more expensive it will be."
"Money is a bastard. If you don't spend it, you won't be happy."
As the gold ingots rose up one after another, the old madam's breathing quickened.
"But I know very well that money is not everything. Sometimes, of course, there are things that money cannot solve."
In the blink of an eye, Zheng Xiulian had six gold ingots.
This gold is enough to buy this Yanchun Building.
The old madam had never seen people show off their wealth in brothels, but she had never seen someone show off their wealth so freely.
Her breathing was rapid, her pupils were dilated, and her eyes were fixed on the six gold ingots. Just when he was about to say something, the old bustard suddenly seemed to remember something, and he quickly apologized: "My little ancestor, you are really the little ancestor of the slave family. If the slave family were ten or eight years younger, the young master could do anything to the slave family if he thought about it. It can be done! The slave family also knows that the young master is here for Xianggu, but he can't do it tonight. Xianggu's guests have already been booked for tonight, and there is an honored guest in her room! Tonight, I'm afraid..."
Before she finished speaking, Zheng Xiu looked calm and took out the seventh gold ingot with a smile and stacked it on top.
Bang!
The gold ingot tower was not stable and collapsed, with a table falling.
The young man looked helpless: "So often when we encounter problems that cannot be solved with money, I can only find other ways. You said..." The young man raised his head, his eyes were bright, not at all as pure as a prostitute, and he smiled and said: "Xiang Gu Are you free tonight or not?"
The madam left in fear.
Situ Yong looked at the young man who put away the gold ingots suspiciously, and asked, "Why do I think you are more skilled than the Red King in this art of using wealth to oppress others?"
"Tch, you and Red King are not familiar with each other."
"I have been with God for a long time and have heard all kinds of legends."
"Earing what you see and hearing makes perfect. Practice makes perfect."
"rational!"
Situ Yong nodded.
After closing the door tightly, Zheng Xiu recalled the various reactions of the madam, frowned and whispered: "Then the madam has a problem."
Situ Yong was stunned: "You mean, she is also a thaumaturge of the Orchid School?"
"Not necessarily," Zheng Xiu shook his head, stroking his forehead and lowering his head in thought: "She was able to see in just a few breaths that I was the backbone of the three. Such eyesight has not been the same for ten years." You can't "judge people by their appearance". This kind of person is smart and not stupid. But after I told where I came from and showed off my wealth in a big way, there was no trace of greed in her eyes, but a hint of panic... …”
"They are all evading each other, as if they don't want us to see Xiang Gu..."
"She's afraid we'll die here!"
"She knows more or less what Xiang Gu is doing!"
"I'll go out and check for a while!"
As he said that, the young man's eyes lit up, he picked up the orange cat that was picking and cursing on the table, picked it up above his head, and walked out the door: "Don't act rashly. When the girl comes later, you have to be cowardly."
When Situ Yong heard about the girl, he looked embarrassed: "But I'm afraid I can't handle it."
"I've wronged you, old miracle doctor!"
"Oh, okay! Who can let me, the doctor be kind!"
Situ Yong nodded heartbrokenly.
Not long after Zheng Xiu went out, more than ten beautiful girls with elegant and quiet temperaments came in to accompany him to drink, and surrounded Situ Yong.
Situ Yong's fists were unable to defeat Twenty-Four's legs, and he soon became tired of dealing with them.
Zheng Xiu went out and threw out [Investigation] one by one. He quickly sifted through the lines of subtitles for useful information.
After a while, he found an orange mist, which was the perfume used by the madam, called "Spring Comes". Following the "smell" in his field of vision, Zheng Xiu activated [Invisibility] again.
Gray "hidden areas" appeared in his field of vision. He was like playing hide-and-seek in the game. He moved along the gray hidden areas to avoid the madam's sight as much as possible.
Zheng Xiu walked on the corridor and looked down. The atmosphere in the hall below was ambiguous. The young girls were flirting with the well-dressed flower collectors. Some of them expressed their feelings over wine and composed poems on the spot. Some girls played the violin and sang melodiously, but the guests' eyes moved up and down, and it was obvious that the drunkard was not interested in drinking.
The hall is equipped with both elegant and popular things. The most elegant ones are reciting poems, composing dialogues and talking about life, or playing the flute, singing, dancing and enjoying sex. As for the vulgar ones, they were punching loudly and the atmosphere was lively. Shouting something like "Who is cheating, I am cheating, who is cheating, you are cheating", and the loser will punish himself with three cups. Song, dance, piano, poetry, wine, all kinds of elements add a bit of charm in the company of the beautiful women in the brothel.
Lobby on the first floor and private seating on the second floor. As for the third floor, there is the Accord where the flower girls fell in love with the guests and stayed overnight. I heard that there will be a talent show by Xiang Gu in half an hour. It is not yet time to stay overnight, so the third floor is still a little lonely and the corridor is empty.
The orange fog circled the corner of the corridor. Just when Zheng Xiu was about to poke his head to take a look, there was an angry curse coming from behind the corner of the corridor, followed by a muffled sound of "boom".
"Get out!"
Zheng Xiu held his breath and stuck his head out. After the corner is the end of the corridor, with only one room. The door opened and the madam fell heavily to the ground. At this time, a vase was smashed out and hit the old madam on the forehead. The madam screamed and lay on the ground covering her head in pain.
"Please...please...you can do whatever you want in the past, but that young master looks like he has a lot of background. Please don't do anything to that young master. The rest of the slave family can't do it according to you!"
The madam was beaten to a bloody head and the door was slammed shut. She begged in front of the door.
There was no response from inside. Next to the door of the wing, a long dark blue bamboo pole stood diagonally. The bamboo pole was nearly eight feet high and almost reached the ceiling. On the bamboo pole, hung a tattered bamboo hat and a raincoat to protect from the rain. Zheng Xiu looked at the three-piece set of bamboo poles, bamboo hats, and coir raincoats, feeling puzzled.
Let’s not talk about how the bamboo pole was so long and was brought up through the narrow corridor. Let’s talk about the three-piece suit. Zheng Xiu couldn’t help but picture a boatman soliciting prostitutes in a brothel. It was very weird.
The relationship between the Madam and Xianggu is intriguing. After begging for a while in front of the door, but no reply came from inside, the Madam gritted her teeth and stood up, took out a piece of silk cloth from her arms and covered her forehead, stumbled back, her face full of tears. Sad look.
Zheng Xiu quickly slipped away and returned to the box faster than the madam.
As soon as we entered the box, it was very crowded. Some people played the piano, some sang and danced, some people leaned behind Situ Yong as pillows, and three or five people served Situ Yong with snacks on bamboo sticks.
Situ Yong's beard was trembling, and he was enjoying himself very much.
Zheng Xiu twitched the corner of his mouth and thought to himself, "Nah!" Spending my money to visit a brothel is very relaxing, right?
I mentioned before that doctors are benevolent, but now they have become gynecologists?
When King Chi opened the door, Situ Yong heard the sound of the door opening, and his expression became solemn. He suddenly looked like a sage and a Buddha, and waved coldly to all the prostitutes: "Get out of here!"
The music stopped suddenly, and the girls looked at each other, but whoever gave the money was the master, and they exited the box sensibly.
"I..."
Situ Yong straightened his clothes and explained calmly: "It's just a show, I can't have stage fright!"
At the end, he smacked his lips again and added, "Doctors are kindhearted!"
"Okay, okay!"
Zheng Xiu dumbfounded told Situ Yong to shut up and stop making excuses, and smiled and told what he saw and heard upstairs.
"What?"
Jun Buxiao, who had been standing in the corner, looking at the more than ten girls as if they were nothing, and letting Situ Yong fall into the hell of love, suddenly magically wiped his face, and a "shocked" mask was put on his face in the blink of an eye.
"Hehehehe! You mean... you saw a bamboo pole up there? A very, very long bamboo pole?"
"There is also a bamboo hat and a raincoat."
Zheng Xiu added.
"Hehehe! Hahaha! Hehehehe!"
Jun Buxiao quickly changed his mask and laughed. He who had been standing suddenly sat down, poured himself a glass, and drank it all. Then he put on the mask and asked the young man: "You didn't alert the snake, did you?"
"Probably not. I have some confidence in my 'invisibility' level."
Jun Buxiao murmured to himself: "That's good! That's good! It's him! How could it be him? Why is he here?"
Zheng Xiu coughed twice: "The Riddler will not die well."
Jun Bu smiled and said, "It's Bai Qiuyue!"
Situ Yong was silently wiping the remaining rouge marks on his face. When he heard this, he froze: "Which Bai Qiuyue?"
Jun Buxiao nodded vigorously: "That Bai Qiuyue!"
Situ Yong was shocked: "Why did he come to visit a brothel?" After a moment, Situ Yong suddenly nodded: "That's it! Food and sex are human nature!"
Zheng Xiu frowned: "Which Bai Qiuyue are you talking about?"
Under Jun Buxiao's mask, a strange laugh erupted, the meaning of which was difficult to understand.
"Hehehe! The top master of Weiyang in the night before, the born 'ferryman', the second string, Bai Qiuyue!"
Jun Buxiao raised two fingers and moved his gloomy mask closer to the young man, so close.
"Strange person, Bai Qiuyue!"
Asking for a monthly ticket!
(End of chapter)
