It's a little cold in Wanhua Tower in Licheng.
Because as the young man in regular clothes walked in, the few guests on each floor of the building were politely invited out.
Those guests who usually couldn't help but get angry even if the waiter knocking on the door and delivering drinks accidentally disturbed their mood. Even some of the guests with unusual identities opened the door and saw the dress of the person knocking on the door. After that, his attitude immediately became humble, even with a little fear, and everyone in Wanhua Tower was stunned.
Even the stupidest person in Wanhua Tower could vaguely guess who the young man who came to Wanhua Tower today was...
It's just that everyone seems to be in a daze, is it really him...
The young man is naturally Luo Chuan.
In fact, even after two lifetimes, Luo Chuan's in-depth understanding of women is not enough. He has only heard about brothels like Wanhua House but never seen them in person.
So from the moment he first stepped into the brothel hall, he couldn't help but look around curiously, like a tourist. He pointed at the lantern with beauties in the hall and asked Siqi, "What do you think this is for?" Looking at the couplets on the corridor columns, he sighed, "It's pretty well written." Si Qi, who felt uncomfortable all over when entering such a place for the first time, was so angry that he wanted to give him a slap.
After waiting for a while, they arrived at the largest room on the third floor. After opening the door, Luo Chuan saluted Mr. Jia who was sitting at the table and facing him, "Senior Nanfeng, you've been waiting for a long time!"
Nan Feng looked at him with a smile and gently flapped the folding fan in his hand, "You... are very interested in Wanhua Tower."
"I've never been here before, so I'm naturally a little curious." Luo Chuan smiled and walked to the chair next to Nanfeng and sat down. He reached out and picked up the wine bottle on the table, found himself a cup, poured the wine and smelled it. Wen said, "Senior Nanfeng is so bold. In a place like this, such good wine is not cheap, right?"
Looking at the tired look of the young man in front of him, Nan Feng couldn't help but curl up his lips, "Master Taishou, those of us who have been helping you to travel around the county have suffered a lot these days. Now that you have become the Taishou, Isn’t it so majestic to open up new territories and expand the territory? Now you are leaving the city at your home, and you want me to pay for a meal and drinks?!”
Luo Chuan leaned back quickly, looked at Nanfeng with wide eyes and said in surprise, "Senior Nanfeng, you can't say this nonsense. The Lord asked you to come to Li County not to 'help me', but to help me." Those who make an 'investment' are thinking about sowing a grain of millet in the spring and harvesting thousands of seeds in the autumn. If you regard this 'investment' as 'helping me', won't I be able to repay the favor easily in the future?"
He waved his hands and said with a serious face, "It's necessary. Although I am young, I still keep my promise. I will not hand over even a single grain in advance before the grain from Li County is mature and enters the autumn harvest season."
Nanfeng was stunned when he heard what Luo Chuan said about "investment", and then his face was full of disbelief after hearing his explanation. He just felt that if the master of the main palace heard these words, he would probably couldn't help but burst into laughter. Slapping him to death, "Luochuan, please think about it carefully. The agreement between you and...that adult didn't say anything about sowing in spring and harvesting in autumn. You want me to keep these words as they are?" Tell her?!"
"That's not the case," Luo Chuan chuckled, picked up the wine bottle and filled the empty wine glass in front of Nanfeng, "Isn't this because I have a good rapport with senior Nanfeng, and then I said something sincere, with that adult Since we are far apart, we naturally have to be more polite."
Nanfeng snorted and put away his fan, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, "Although that gentleman has not asked for anything in return, you should also show some expression. In order to help you leave the county, our clan...has lost a lot of money." It’s not small…”
"That's that," Luo Chuan nodded, then looked at Shadow.
Shadow took out a dark yellow, small but heavy token from his arms, flicked his hand and shot it at Qianxue, who was standing by the window without saying a word.
Qianxue raised her hand to catch the token and saw a big word "dark" engraved on the front and "Xuan" on the back. She looked at Luochuan with the token.
Luo Chuan turned to look back at her and said, "This is the highest-level token among the ANBU. There are four of them in total. The sky token is in my hand, the earth token is in the shadow hand, and the yellow token still has no owner."
Nanfeng also looked back at the token, nodded and said, "This is somewhat meaningful."
Luo Chuan looked at Nanfeng and said flatteringly, "Senior Nanfeng thinks it's okay and I'll feel at ease."
Nanfeng suddenly turned his head and looked at him with a wary expression, "You...what's the matter?!"
"There is nothing too big. It's just to the west of Anling..." Luo Chuan saw Nan Feng's expression was different and quickly said before he could speak, "Rou City should have sent troops to Liu Fei at this moment." Xu, if nothing happens, Lutou City should change hands soon..."
After hearing what he said, Nanfeng was no longer in a hurry. He filled up his wine glass leisurely, then looked at the empty room and sighed, "Oh, it's so hurried to and from the city, and the birds are singing... .Don’t smell it..."
Luo Chuan smiled, "If I don't know about other places, I really know that there is such an oiran in Wanhua Tower." He patted Siqi's arm and said, "Siqi, go tell the old bustard, just say Let Miss Jin'er come."
Nanfeng looked at Luochuan with a playful expression.
Qianxue looked at Luochuan sideways while playing with the token in her hand, and said with a faint smile, "Didn't the prefect say that he had never been to a place like this before? How come he now even remembers the name of the oiran in the building clearly? ?!”
Luo Chuan pointed at the token in Qianxue's hand and said quickly, "Master Qianxue, when you digest the massive intelligence information behind that token, you will know the names of all the top girls in brothels thousands of miles away from the county. "
Qianxue rolled her eyes at Luo Chuan and looked out the window, "It's a good idea for the Governor to have some free time and read this 'information' so he can remember the name of the oiran anywhere."
Luo Chuan was so eloquent that he was speechless for a while.
The south wind blew up the fan, and his eyes looked to the side, and his ears seemed to stand up.
Fortunately, the embarrassment did not last long, and the door was pushed open again. Si Qi strode back to Luochuan and stood next to him. The old madam, who still looked a bit charming at his age, came in slowly and went to Luochuan. She swept her body, thought about it, and knelt down. "The grass-roots people have seen Peony..." She raised her head and glanced at Luo Chuan's regular clothes again, "I have seen adults..."
Luochuan glanced at the madam who was kneeling there and didn't dare to raise his head and asked, "Why, Miss Jin'er isn't here?"
"Yes, yes," the madam said quickly, "Miss Jin'er is already dressing up, she will be there soon, she will be there soon..."
"That's good. I'm just here to listen to the music. Why are you nervous? Just let Miss Jin'er come. You can go ahead," Luo Chuan said.
The old madam kowtowed quickly, then walked out backwards with her head lowered.
After the door was closed, Nanfeng clicked his tongue and said, "Although you have only been a prefect for a short time, your majesty is... not bad."
Qianxue sneered and said, "Why do you want to show off your prestige on these women?"
Luochuan and Nanfeng looked at each other and just laughed.
After a while, the door sounded softly, and then was pushed open from the outside.
A bright and beautiful woman, who was still vaguely white in brocade, with hair in a bun, and a graceful figure, came in. She held the pipa in her arms and swayed three times with each step. She seemed to have no bones in her body, her eyes were as charming as silk, and her voice was like the cry of an oriole.
"Folk girl Su Jin'er... pays homage to the prefect..."
