Baihualou, as the name suggests, is naturally a place for selling prostitutes. What makes Heshen a little strange is that it is just a brothel, but it has opened a chain model - there is a Baihualou in Beijing, and there is another Baihualou in Suzhou.

building.

When he heard Yang Mengfan mention it for the first time, he just thought it was a duplicate of the name. After all, the name Baihualou is both vulgar and elegant, and it is a good name for a brothel. It is not surprising that someone thought of it together. However, when he saw

The signatures behind the signboards hanging at the entrances of the two houses are from the same person, and the couplets both read: "This place has beautiful mountains and rivers, beautiful winds and beautiful moons, as well as beautiful people and beautiful things, adding to the stories of the ages; there are many crazy men and crazy women in the world.

, Infatuated with infatuated dreams, even more infatuated with infatuated feelings, these are generations of idiots." (This couplet was written by Zhu Yuanzhang), all fools knew what was going on.

"Strange, who is this elegant layman? Is he the owner of this brothel?" He Shen asked Yang Mengfan next to him, pointing to the four small characters behind the glittering "Baihualou".

"Brother, you really guessed it right!" Yang Mengfan said, "It is said that this man is as beautiful as Chang'e, and looks like a fairy. He can play chess, calligraphy and painting, and can do anything. However, he is an out-and-out man. It's a pity that he is very mysterious.

Even my brother-in-law has never met." He paused and confirmed He Shen's speculation: "I heard from my brother-in-law that this Fengya layman is a capable person, and the power behind him is unfathomable, so his Baihua Tower is also open.

They have appeared all over the Qing Dynasty, even in the capital. You should have heard about it since you are often in the capital!"

"Hearing what my second brother said, I really remembered that there really is a family over there in the Cuihua Hutong with the Yellow Flags. I've seen it in the past. Unfortunately, I'm young and my cousin is very strict, so I haven't really gone in.

"Today I have taken advantage of my second brother!" He Shen whispered to Yang Mengfan. The Baihua Building in the capital is on the only way to Fukang's home. He has only seen it, but he has never been there.

It's not a lie either.

Yang Mengfan turned back to look at Qing Jing, then turned back and smiled at He Shen, the meaning of which seemed to be something that could only be conveyed in words.

No matter what kind of party, the finale seems to be the one who comes the latest, as if the one who goes early seems to be undervalued. Originally, he was supposed to come at noon, but when Yang Mengfan picked up Heshen and Qingjing, it was already

In the afternoon, Heshen found out that the original time of the order fair had been changed to the evening for some reason. After a long journey by car, the sun had already set when we arrived at the field.

Yang Mengfan was a local gangster, and He Shen and the others followed him. When they entered the Baihua Building, they found that the spacious hall was already full of people. Looking carefully, there were mostly middle-aged men with fat heads and big ears wearing brocade, and there were also a dozen young people.

, all dressed up in an elegant manner, with a pretentious air in their bones, presumably all of them are respectable people in the surrounding area of ​​Suzhou City.

When everyone saw Yang Mengfan, they all crowded up to say hello. "Second Master" was longer than "Second Master" and he tried his best to flatter and flatter everyone. It was until they climbed up the spacious steps in the middle of the hall to the Second Master.

There were only a few young people in the building who made He Shen's eyes light up.

On the corridor on the second floor, I saw a group of warblers and swallows, surrounding three men. The leader had thick eyebrows and big eyes, with ripples of light flowing in his eyes. He was wearing a sky-blue solid gauze robe and tied around his waist.

He wears a black belt with silver threads, a brand new black satin cap on his head, and a thick shiny black whip hanging naturally from the back of his head, making people feel refreshed at first sight.

The man next to him was equally handsome, with a straight nose, sharp cheeks, and piercing eyes. However, his lips were slightly thinner and his philtrum was slightly longer, giving him a sinister feeling.

On the other side of him was a middle-aged man wearing brocade clothes with narrow eyes. He looked somewhat similar to Yang Mengfan, but he had a more profound and reserved temperament than Yang Mengfan, and had the charm of a mature man. The two lowered their heads and said

He was wearing something and turned a blind eye to the women next to him.

He Shen recognized him at a glance and thought that this person was probably the Yang Xifan recorded in Dong Xuanzi's account book, but he didn't know who the two people next to him were.

"Yang Laoer is here, who are these...?" The young man with slightly thin lips was teasing the woman next to him. When he saw Heshen and the others going upstairs, he didn't notice when his eyes were looking at Chunmei and Qingjing.

It lit up a bit.

"Mr. Kong, Mr. Zhuang, eldest brother, you are here early enough! Come, let me introduce to you. This beauty is Qing Jing from Slender West Lake in Yangzhou. You have been to the capital for a long time. Have you heard of it?"

She opened the One Yuan Tea House. The little brother behind her is named Ye Fan, and he is her cousin. Don’t look sad, that’s what you are born with, and what you say will make you happy!” Yang Mengfan said.

He Shen also introduced them to the three people, and then said:

"As for this pretty maid, don't make any decisions. My little brother is very worried. Seeing her like that, I'm sure she'll fall out with whoever makes her move."

"Really? So I'm interested, Ye Fan, right? I'm Kong Ming. Although your maid is a little older, she's quite pretty. Please give me a price, I want it!" The lips were slightly thin.

The person's name turned out to be Kong Ming. His nostrils shot up when he spoke, and he glanced at Yang Mengfan, feeling arrogant.

He Shen didn't expect that what the other party said was not human, so he immediately stepped on his own bottom line, clenched his fist fiercely, took a deep breath, and found that he still couldn't suppress his anger. Just when he was about to take action, he heard someone beside him

Qing Jing smiled and said: "Hey, I never thought that Mr. Kong was not only handsome, but also had such a sense of humor - he was just a ruined maid. Only people like you would look down on you! I know my sister who owns a teahouse.

There are so many beauties, whatever you want, I guarantee you will be satisfied with just one sentence."

"Give me the role of sister? Are you worthy?" Kong Ming sneered, glanced at Qing Jing's chest with disdain, and then glanced at Yang Mengfan, "Stop talking nonsense and ask for a price. It's fine if you give me the maid. If not, give it to me immediately.

Get out of Suzhou City!"

"My mother's surname is Kong, are you looking for trouble or something? This is a friend brought by the young master. He wants to show off his authority. Go back to your magistrate's office and show off. Believe it or not, the second master will give you a happy face right away."

Before He Shen could get angry, Yang Mengfan became unhappy. He suddenly dropped his smile, waved his hand, and the strong men behind him gathered around him.

"You want to try using your finger?" Kong Ming's face darkened, and four or five strong men gathered around him, and the atmosphere became tense for a moment.

He Shen was no longer angry at this time. He stretched Chunmei and Qing Jing and took a step back, wanting to watch from the sidelines and watch them happily.

"Dick!"

"Zigui!"

Two sharp shouts came from the mouths of Yang Xifan and Mr. Zhuang respectively.

Yang Mengfan glanced at his eldest brother unconvinced, and wanted to say something, but Yang Xifan glared at him and lowered his head in fright. Kong Ming was also unconvinced, but seemed to be a little afraid of the young master named Zhuang, so he opened his mouth, but still refused.

He waved his hands willingly to his subordinates behind him.

"I am a guest from afar. Is this how we treat guests in Jiangsu?" The young master named Zhuang glared at Kong Ming again, then smiled slightly, hugged Qing Jing and He Shen and said, "Sir

Gui is in a bad mood and has made you laugh. I, Zhuang Da, with a cursive character named Wenyuan, am here to help you. Don’t be like him."

"This is Zhuang Shaobao's second son. Since you are friends brought by Meng Fan, you are not outsiders. It is said that when we meet, we can forget grudges and let go of grudges. If we are making trouble upstairs, we will not let the gang of thugs below see the joke!"

"Yang Xifan also smiled and stepped forward to explain, solving another mystery in He Shen's mind.

It turns out he is Zhuang Yougong’s son, no wonder!

Those who were persuaded would naturally not be able to fight. He Shen glanced at Chunmei apologetically, and for the sake of the important matter in his heart, he endured a breath of anger, but he engraved Kong Ming's name deeply in his heart.

"By the way, Brother Xifan, didn't you say that Fan Xiaotong from the Jiexiu Fan family is also here? Why didn't you see her?" Zhuang Da suddenly asked, but he remembered his father's instructions in his heart. For the imperial minister who dared to find the imperial envoy,

Fan Wenwen, who escaped privately, was full of curiosity.

"Brother Wen Yuan came late. The one who was here just now was tired from standing, so he went inside to rest. He said he would wait until Nangong Zimo came before coming out." Yang Xifan smiled and said with a meaningful glance.

He glanced at Kong Ming, eliciting a cold snort.

Kong Ming was also interested in Fan Xiaotong. He once asked his father to come to propose marriage, but when he was rejected, he found out that Fan Qinghong had promised Fan Xiaotong to Yang Xifan. From then on, he held a grudge against the Yang brothers. He just couldn't offend the boss and didn't dare to go too far.

Provoking the second child and causing He Shen to have an attack just now was just a coincidence and He Shen suffered an unreasonable disaster.

Zhuang Da understood this very well. Hearing Kong Ming snort coldly, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, secretly saying that the mud can't hold up the wall. I'm afraid it was Kong Ming he was talking about. Not wanting to embarrass him anymore, he changed the subject and said: "Speaking of

Nangong Zimo is confused, brother Meng Fan, I heard that you took him back to the city from the dock, what do you think of him?"

"It's not bad, he's a very energetic young man. His mustache is very distinctive, thick and black, like an 'eight'!" Yang Mengfan was in a hurry to tell Duan Chenggong the news about the imperial envoy, so he didn't pay attention.

Nangong Zimo was here. When Zhuang Da asked about it, he picked out the one that impressed him the most.

My brother, who is more than thirty years old, still hasn't made any progress at all! Yang Xifan sighed inwardly, glared at Yang Mengfan, and said to Zhuang Da: "I met Mr. Zimo at the inn before I came here. He is worthy of being an imperial envoy."

The minister's slave has a certain temperament in every move he makes. He smiles before he speaks, which makes people feel like they are in spring breeze. It will be very difficult for such a person to take advantage of him!"

"Is it difficult? What's wrong with the imperial envoy? Isn't he just a baby with no hair? A powerful dragon can't overpower a local snake, let alone a slave? Now that he has come to our Suzhou, I don't believe that he can do business without us.

Just do it!" Kong Ming interrupted from the side, looking at Yang Xifan with a look of disdain.

"Zigui, don't talk nonsense!" Zhuang Da lightly scolded Kong Ming, and then said: "Master He is the imperial minister appointed by Lord Long live. By saying this, do you mean to doubt Lord Long live's vision? Fortunately, there are no outsiders.

If these words get out, it will be the crime of beheading Jing'er. Don't you think so, Brother Xifan?"

He Shen was impressed and thought that this Zhuang Wenyuan was still more powerful. He eliminated Kong Ming's future troubles with just one sentence.

"Zi Gui has a straight temper, and his words are harsh but not harsh. He has a good heart. Does he also want to win more profits for us? - Then Nangong Zimo, with the prestige of an imperial envoy, will raise the price of the 'shenghua ink dye'

If it’s too high, our profits will have to go down.”

"That's what Brother Xifan said!" Zhuang Da nodded, then frowned slightly and said: "I don't know who came up with the idea of ​​this ordering meeting. They actually competed for the sales share based on the bidding price. They didn't follow Yan Yin's operation.

Is the method almost done? This is to sow discord and benefit from the fishermen. So, what I mean is that the three of us will discuss a charter first, allocate the shares first, and strive to have all the shares in our hands.

…”

"Brother Wenyuan and Brother Xifan, let's be honest, our siblings are also interested in this business!" He Shen suddenly interjected from the side.

Zhuang Da glanced at He Shen, then at Qing Jing, and found that her face was full of smiles, without any embarrassment. Thinking about the rumors about the "One Yuan Tea House" in Beijing, he couldn't help but be startled, and suddenly smiled: "Unexpectedly

My elder sister is also interested in this 'raw flower ink dye', so saying this makes it difficult for my younger brother. Well, you are from the capital, and I will be the second-in-command for the two of them. We compete fairly and each relies on his ability. Is it a business?
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