Wars come together, all industries are in decline.

This is no exception for brothels.

Especially after the Kushu Army conquered Wanyang, all households were in panic all day long, fearing that the Kushu Army would burn, kill and loot.

Fortunately, the military discipline of the rescue army is strict and has no violations.

In addition, the city's large tribes actively cooperated with Su Yunxiao to appease the hearts of the people of Wanyang, which temporarily stabilized the situation in Wanyang.

even so.

Most people are still worried.

The huge Wanyang is a little bustling in the East City.

After all, people have to make a living. If the family can’t get rid of the blame, people will naturally take risks for food and clothing.

But brothels are different.

Brothels are a place of joy and sex.

Ordinary people have no blessings to enjoy, and wealthy families are walking on thin ice.

The brothel business inevitably plummeted.

Lianxiang Pavilion.

These are one of the few brothels in Wanyang that are still open.

Because Lianxiang Pavilion belongs to the local sect and ritual institutions, commonly known as official prostitutes.

Normal season.

Lianxiang Pavilion hosts all high-ranking officials and nobles. Now that Wanyang has changed its masters, the original rules have been abolished.

Otherwise, if you encounter a leader of the Ku Army, will Lianxiang Pavilion dare to refuse to join?

What's more, the girls in Lianxiang Pavilion also have to have a meal. If they have no business, who will support them?

When guests finally come to the door, the madams and the big teapots in the pavilion will inevitably welcome you warmly.

Although Zhongliyuan's image is a bit bad.

But Xia Fan was born from an extraordinary person at first sight.

You must know that he needs at least a few dozen taels of taels under his outfit.

Although Zhong Liyuan and the old master's teapots were chatting and laughing, they probably regarded him as Xia Fan's entourage butler.

You have to look at Buddha's face if you don't look at monk's face.

Under the leadership of the old driver Zhong Liyuan, the two of them quickly arrived at a private room.

Xia Fan didn't speak.

He watched Zhongliyuan perform quietly.

Good guy.

As soon as they opened their mouths, they asked the madam to bring all the most beautiful girls in the pavilion, saying that they wanted to help Xia Fan pick them up carefully.

So much so that Xia Fan looked at Zhong Liyuan with his eyes incorrectly.

Brother, are you sure you didn’t come from Danshui, Dongguan in your previous life? Why are you so skilled?

I watched the girls come and leave in batches.

The old guy is picky.

This one is too tender and that one is too delicate.

Anyway, he always has various reasons to criticize him.

A quarter of an hour.

He finally picked a few pretty girls.

But he didn't let the other party drink and have fun, just listening to others playing small songs.

After drinking two sips of wine, I became excited and beat the cup with one hand and one chopstick to echo and sing.

Don't look at him as ugly.

But the sound is full of cotton-thick magnetic properties.

Xia Fan wanted to ask, tell me, what is your dream?

Xia Fan did not have the good intentions of Zhongliyuan.

I ate a few bites of vegetables and drank a few glasses of wine.

He left on the pretext, and Zhong Liyuan did not stop Xia Fan, just told him not to forget to pay the girls some money for cosmetics.

Leave a small stack of silver notes.

Xia Fan then ran away.

But when he was about to step out of the lobby, his nose moved.

It seemed like I smelled a familiar scent in the air.

"Oh, catch you."

He didn't stop.

Only the corners of his mouth were inexplicably raised.

Then he went directly to Dongshi, visited all the shops selling rouge and water powder, and finally found a satisfactory powder before slowly returning to the inn.

Back to the room.

He first took out a light box from the package.

Open the box.

A letter was contained in the box.

He picked up the letter and sniffed the light and light smell on it.

Then he sniffed the powder he bought.

really.

The fragrance is 80% similar.

"Can it be you?"

After putting away the letter, Xia Fan sat at the table with a meaningful smile on his face.

He had heard Su Yunxiao say that now there are people from the Forgetful Soul Sect lurking in Wanyang.

This reminded him of the person who left a letter to him in Nanxi.

Although he didn't know the other party's identity.

But he had a vague guess.

Especially after having a conversation with the big-breasted woman in Huameifang in Nanjun, it seemed that he had a better idea.

The person who left him a letter.

Will it be someone from the Forget Soul Sect?

Because it is related to the truth about the murder of Wei Anshan’s family, the Forgetful Soul Sect undoubtedly has a major suspicion.

The problem is.

What is the purpose of the other party leaving a letter to him?

Could it be—

Xia Fan suddenly thought of an interesting possibility.

Kill people by borrowing a knife.

Whose knife should I borrow? Of course it is Xue Ze, the knife of Nanjun.

He would not forget that Xue Ze found himself because of Yingying's affairs.

If he is just an ordinary master, it will inevitably lead to both sides losing money.

What can you think of if you think deeper?

Wanyang!

When he and Lu Shaoyang and others headed north to Wanyang, they met people from Zhenwusi on the way, which triggered a conversation.

Xia Fan once guessed.

The people from Zhenwusi may have been rescued from Nanjun, and the person who rescued was Xue Ze.

Once Xue Ze and himself suffer both losses, the court will lose an important help, which will inevitably reduce the pressure on the rescue army.

Based on the last conversation with Su Yunxiao, he revealed a meaning inside and outside.
To be continued...