Before evening, the other side of Xinyue Tea House was already crowded.

Because Zhao Hao has released the news that tonight is the last time the open space on the other side of the river is free. After the full moon ceremony is over, Xinyue Teahouse will officially open, and will be charged at a relatively affordable price.

The last chance to have sex!

Can this be let go?

Who would have thought that before the full moon ceremony, the busiest one was the salvage team that Zhao Hao prepared in advance.

On the other side of the river.

Meng Longtang stared at a woman struggling in the river, who seemed to be the one who had been happy with him in a brothel. He couldn't help but smack his lips and said, "Are these people coming so early to lay dumplings?"

Zhou Jiufeng asked back: "I understand the truth, but why do you want to drink river water?"

Menglongtang: “…”

Zhou Jiufeng slapped his forehead: "I understand, this is called Yuan Tang Hua Yuan Food."

Meng Longtang glanced at him: "How about I be the supporting actor for you in the future?"

Zhou Jiufeng: “…”

Seeing the two brothers quarrel, Zhao Hao kicked them over: "The salvage team is all catching people, you two are scrambling here! Hurry up and call people and ask them to limit the number of people on the other side, otherwise the show will be killed before it starts to start!"

"Why!"

"Why!"

The dragon and phoenix chicks responded together and hurriedly left the teahouse and went to the yamen to hire someone.

After finally taking a break from my busy schedule, who would have thought that the business of the full moon ceremony was so hot, and I couldn't stop for a moment.

Zhao Hao also glanced at the other side. After today's battle, it would be difficult for the Qingyue Class to lose its popularity in the future.

After a stick of incense, the yamen finally sent people to come. They immediately stopped the people rushing forward from the rear. After the front row fell into the river, the crowding situation finally eased a lot, and it was basically confirmed that only so many people were listening to the opera in the end.

In short, in this free-for-nothing competition, basically all the people who arrived early fell into the river and were eliminated.

Except those hanging on the trees...

Zhao Hao rubbed his head and rushed to the person who was wandering in the river and said, "Thank you for your support. From now on, our Journey Class will have dramas every night, so there is no need to hurry up."

Most people smile and express their understanding of this statement.

After all, I have been idle for so many days, and Zhao Hao's image in the eyes of the people of Kyoto has been much whitewashed.

The sky was getting darker and the time for entry was approaching, so Zhao Hao came directly to the main entrance.

The yamen staff are checking the identity of the audience. After all, those who can afford to book seats cannot be named in Beijing. It is easy to confirm their identity. Even if something goes wrong, it is impossible to make a mistake in these people.

Thinking of this, Zhao Hao's hidden worries faded a lot.

After all, this Mid-Autumn Festival is the day for me to make money, and I am really afraid that the uninvited guests will come to make trouble.

Those who entered the audience, regardless of whether they were familiar with each other, greeted Zhao Hao when they saw him.

"Young Master Zhao!"

"Young Master Zhao is really a talented person. We come here to admire the birth of famous works throughout the ages!"

"I am a rough man and don't understand poetry. I'm a special person to watch "The Female Prince Consort"!"

"I'm different from them. I'm here to wait for the general election of the courtesan, but I'm embarrassed to have sex for free!"

Zhao Hao also gave gifts one by one. These are all leeks that have been cut by himself. If you should treat them well, you must treat them well.

After a while, retail investors were almost there and filled the rear seats.

Zhao Hao waited at the gate with a smile, after all, the masters appeared the last one.

Sure enough, a few familiar faces appeared the next moment.

He immediately grinned and greeted him affectionately: "Oh! Isn't this Mr. Fang from Jin State? Long time no see!"

The visitor is nothing but a famous literati in the desert of the four countries.

Seeing Zhao Hao coming, Fang Yiru subconsciously took a step back and said with a slightly leaky mouth: "Young Master Zhao doesn't have to pretend to be intimate, you're not familiar with me! You're really not familiar with me!"

Although they have fought to the death openly and secretly, this is the second time the two have met.

Last time we met, he was slapped twice in the face, and he had already had a shadow on the person surnamed Zhao.

Zhao Hao didn't care whether he retreated or not, and grabbed his hand: "You are so polite. I see that the seat you ordered is 600 yuan, and the money is stuffed into my pocket. This is not familiar! 600 yuan, it takes two classes for the Duke of Zhenguo to earn it!"

Fang Yiru: “…”

The rest of the four countries also found it a little funny, but were worried that laughing would hurt Fang Yiru's feelings.

This guy...

It’s really a loss of words, and it tear two wounds in one sentence.

I don’t know what happened to Fang Yiru, and even borrowed money for buying a seat.

He also specifically mentioned the 300 gold that he wanted to leave after being slapped at the gate of Zhenguo Mansion last time.

Of course, they saw the second floor, but not the third floor.

They didn't know that Zhao Hao was mainly grateful to Fang Yiru for spending a lot of money to buy the poem book. Although he didn't know how much it cost for the time being, it must be quite a lot.

Otherwise... I would be worthy of thanking you for only 600 gold coins?

Zhao Hao bowed to everyone: "Eat and drink well, and make friends through literature!"

After saying that, he made a gesture to them.

Everyone looked at each other and then sat together, and Fang Yiru, who looked as if he was ashen, advised him one after another.

"Mr. Fang, don't take Zhao Hao's words to heart!"

"Yes! There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. Even if he writes this Mid-Autumn Festival poem, what if he writes it well?"

"Yes! Even if you really make a famous poem for all ages, how much impact can it have?"

"At that time, we will write a letter to our mother country and set all Zhao Hao's poems and plays as banned books. No matter how talented he is, he will be able to make trouble in one acre and three-point land in the deserted country. Should these people in the deserted country be barbarians or barbarians!"

"In this way, after you go back, you will still hold a hundred poems in your hand. The affairs of the wasteland will not have any impact on you."

Everyone kept comforting, but Fang Yiru couldn't listen to a word.

I know that the news can be blocked, and I know that Zhao Hao’s things can be set as banned books.

But so what?

The key problem now is that someone wants to kill me!

He only has one sentence in his mind now:

The other sentences of this verse must collapse!

The other sentences of this verse must collapse!

The other sentences of this verse must collapse!

Zhao Hao didn't care about the situation of the literati of the Four Kingdoms, because he didn't care whether he could win a poem from beginning to end.

As a marketing account, what he needs is popularity and traffic, and that both the people and the powerful are willing to pay for themselves.

As for the literati of the four countries, they are just medicine residues. Who cares about the feeling of medicine residues?

At this time, another group of seven or eight people rushed in.

"Zhao Hao! You kid miss me so much!"

"Menglong Hall, Zhou Jiufeng, why are you welcoming guests?"

"Big nephew, let my sister-in-law see you!"

It was like a young man from the military generals who came here.

Each of them has a tall figure and a murderous aura between their eyebrows and eyes. No matter how they are in cultivation, they are completely different from the playboys in Kyoto, just looking at their temperament.

From Feng Wanjun, who grew up in the army at the age of fifteen, to Meng Shengnan, who was thirty-one!

Fog grass!

Meng Shengnan!

Zhao Hao was startled and hurriedly hid behind.

When she met Meng Shengnan last time, she hung up and beat herself up because she pretended that she had cheated money with the third prince online dating.

this……

Meng Shengnan glanced at him and couldn't help but sneer: "I haven't seen you for a few years, you are still so useless!"

Seeing that she had no intention of taking action, Zhao Hao breathed a sigh of relief and flattered happily: "My sister-in-law has become handsome again!"

Although Meng Shengnan is not the kind of handsome man and beautiful woman, and her appearance is at most high, her years of military career have made her temperament full of heroic appearance, and she looks like a handsome guy of 25 or 26 years old, even much more handsome than the last time she met.

Meng Shengnan pounded Zhao Hao's shoulder, then looked at Meng Longtang: "Follow your brother Ritian to make money well, and the Meng family is counting on you to have a lot of branches and leaves."

By the way, he kicked Zhou Jiufeng's butt: "So too!"

Zhou Jiufeng was stunned: "Don't you want me and your eldest nephew to be the Rabbit Master?"

Meng Shengnan: "???"

She felt that she could not continue talking to these two great clever men, so she gave them a middle finger and left.

As soon as the only woman left, the remaining young men were immediately excited and surrounded Zhao Hao, winking one by one.

"Brother Ritian!"
To be continued...