Chapter 7 The storm at the gate of Yixiang Pavilion ()

It was evening.

Unlike other streets, there are crowds of doors in front of the "Yixiang Pavilion" in Moyun City.

In the darkness, colorful lanterns like elves dancing, wrapped around several pillars in front of Yixiang Pavilion, making the large open space in front of Yixiang Pavilion look like daytime.

At this moment, people came and went, and kept shuttled between the front and behind the Yixiang Pavilion. It is worth noting that the people who entered were all wealthy businessmen with fat belly and dressed in brocade robes; or wealthy young masters surrounded by servants and were filled with air in their bodies; and some people who were frustrated in the casino to vent their anger.

But the people who kept coming out were all dressed up, wearing heavy makeup, and constantly pulled the people who came to Yixiang Pavilion to enter the pavilion.

Being drunk and indulging in beauty.

"Why... why don't you let me in..."

A simple and intoxicating sound like thunder suddenly rang in front of the Yixiang Pavilion gate, with a little dissatisfaction in the voice.

call!

As soon as the thunderous voice finished, the gate, which was originally bustling and lively, became extremely quiet in an instant.

For a moment, the eyes of the people at the door were also completely attracted by the sound.

I saw where everyone's eyes gathered...

The gray-yellow hair scattered on her shoulders like dry algae spread out, covering most of her face, and the only face that could be seen was also covered by a curly beard.

A 1.9-meter tall figure and a strong figure, if it weren't for the worn-out clothes he was wearing, might have some intimidation. A huge red wine gourd hung around his waist, which looked so alternative. The crooked figure shows that his master is now a little drunk.

“Get in?”

The servant who was only 1.6 meters tall at the door raised his head and looked at the man who was two heads taller than him, without any fear. His eyes were full of contempt, "You don't even look at what this place is. Is this a place where a beggar like you can enter? Money, do you have money?"

"Money...Money...I have money..."

Hearing the sarcastic words of the servant in front of him, the man shook his head, put his right hand into his arms, then stretched out his hand, and put his palm in front of the servant.

"Ha ha!"

"Ha ha!"

Before the servant could react, some of the wealthy businessmen, rich families and their servants who were close to each other, laughed out loudly at the outstretched palms of the man without regard for his image.

There were three copper plates in the hand that turned around.

With three copper plates in hand, I want to enter Yixiang Pavilion?

In Yixiang Pavilion, even a pot of the lowest-grade fragrant tea costs five taels of silver. With three copper plates in your body, come to Yixiang Pavilion? Do you think you can buy buns at street stalls?

"laugh!"

Looking at the three copper coins in front of him who seemed to be making fun of him and sarcastic, the servant's ugly face suddenly turned red and he laughed furiously, "Don't think that you are a big guy. If you stop us in Yixiang Pavilion to do business, I will immediately call someone to come out and ruin you!"

"What happened, dog," Just then, a woman dressed in thick makeup, holding a beautiful fan in her hand, slowly walked out of the Yixiang Pavilion.

"Boss, this big man wants to enter our 'Yixiang Pavilion' without money...I'm sending him away," the servant who turned around changed his face and said flatteringly.

This woman with heavy makeup is the boss of this "Yixiang Pavilion".

"Everyone, stop being idle, please come in quickly, Miss Shui will come out soon!"

The woman gently shook the small fan in her hand and faced everyone at the door. Her face, full of foundation, was filled with her own eyes that she thought was moving.

"Ah, Miss Water is coming out!"

"Go away quickly!"

The woman's words seemed to be more effective than any words. In a short while, only a few people were left at the gate of Yixiang Pavilion.

Among the three courtesans in Yixiang Pavilion, Shui Girl is the most popular. Not only is her piano skill under her jade hands, but more of the "mystery" she usually presents in the eyes of everyone.

The more mysterious a man becomes, the more interested he is, as if he has become nature.

At this moment, I heard that Miss Shui was about to come out, and everyone at the door was in a hurry to go in.

"Just a drunk man, just a dog, just call Dali to knock him away!"

After the woman waited for the guests to enter, she glanced at the drunk man with her eyes squinted, then looked at the servant with dissatisfaction, and scolded softly.

Just then—

"slow!"

As the boss of Yixiang Pavilion turned around and the servant called the dog, a voice came from afar, which made them stop and turn again.

"Young Master Ling!"

Amid the warm hospitality of the boss of Yixiang Pavilion and the humble voice of the dog, a purple young man slowly moved closer from a distance.

A long flowing hair was tied up and draped behind her, with a soft smile on her slightly tender cheeks, and an evil curve was always hanging on the corner of her mouth. The purple brocade dress on her body and the precious antique "Double Pearls of Dragon and Phoenix" that kept turning between her right hand palms all showed the extraordinary family background of the young man.

The person coming was Ling Qingyan.

"Boss Li, this man is my friend, so I asked him to go in with me. How about it? All his consumption is recorded in my account," Ling Qingyan glanced at the drunk man and said with a smile.

"It turns out that he is Mr. Ling's friend, but I'm so troublesome." Although Boss Li was curious about how a handsome young man like the Young Master of the Ling family would have such drunk friends, she was so sophisticated and sleek.

"Master Ling, at this moment, Miss Shui is probably out. You and your friend, should go in quickly..."

After saying that, Boss Li of Yixiang Pavilion waited for Ling Qingyan to bow and turned around and walked inside.

Looking at the back of the boss of Yixiang Pavilion as he walked away, the smile on Ling Qingyan's cheek dissipated, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and his sword eyebrows couldn't help but squeeze together.

As early as a few years ago, Ling Qingyan learned that although his Ling family can be regarded as the first family in Moyun City, he is still not qualified to enter the "prostitution" and "gambling" industry in Moyun City.

Ling Qingyan, who has the memory of the experience of the boss of the underground forces in his previous life, knows that whether it is the previous life or this life, the two industries of "prostitution" and "gambling" are the most profitable industries.

Ling Qingyan clearly remembers that the income from the gang in the previous life was six or seventh floors from "prostitution" and "gambling", and the nearly two floors from "poison".

A few years ago, Ling Qingyan asked his father why his family's business did not involve these two industries with enviable profits, and his father only replied to him three words:

Not qualified!

Ling Qingyan only realized at that time that even the "prostitution" and "gambling" industries in remote cities like Moyun City were already monopolized by the middle-class families of the Great Qin Kingdom. As for the big families, they were disdainful to compete with the small families of the small cities like them.

Sure enough, it’s the same wherever you go, and the big fist is the bottom line!

Whether it is the previous life or this life.
Chapter completed!