Li Yuanzhao tilted her head and thought for a while, and hesitated: "It seems there is a prayer festival... I have escaped from the palace two years ago and watched it, and it was very lively. Why are you asking this?"

Prayer Festival?

After hearing what he said, Fang Zhengyi's memory seemed to emerge slowly, and it seemed that he had really heard of such a festival.

The Qiyuan Festival is somewhat similar to the Qixi Festival on Earth, but it is more purer than the Qixi Festival and has no special meaning.

I don’t know what the origin is, but this day will be more lively. Men and women will take to the streets, and there are programs like lanterns and floats.

Many men will also choose to court on this day, which is a great Valentine's Day after all.

However, Fang Zhengyi spent a long time in Taoyuan County. There seemed to be no such festival in Taoyuan County. Every day is as lively as the New Year, and the usual festival flavor has become much weaker.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Okay! On this festival, don't Your Highness want to make quick money? Let's make a lot of quick money on this festival!"

Li Yuanzhao's eyes lit up: "How to make money?"

Fang Zhengyi touched his chin: "Of course, it's still a seller... But we have to create some new products. After I go back, I will immediately write a book and ask the county to make a batch and send it over."

"In addition... we need to find someone to market it."

"Well... by the way! Remember that Miss Quilu in Zangxiang Pavilion, she still owes me all night! Just look for her!"

Li Yuanzhao came over with an ambiguous look when she heard this: "Lao Fang...You went upstairs last time, nothing happened to you?"

"What happened!? Didn't you say you wanted to give alms to the beggar last time? I'll help you get some snacks." Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Li Yuanzhao. This kid was not kind enough, so he thought of the young master.

I am afraid of getting sick! In ancient times, what if something happens to people still make people live?

Li Yuanzhao suddenly realized her mind, and she compared one hand with ok, and then laughed and said with a wry hand: "Puff! Sorry, I thought you were short, thin and fast..."

"Be careful when speaking! Be careful if I sue you for slander, you slander me!"

.............

The next day, Fang Zheng took Li Yuanzhao straight to the Zangxiang Pavilion, and Zhang Biao was followed by Zhang Biao.

The criminal trio is standing in front of the gate of Zangxiang Pavilion.

It was not too late at this time, but there were crowds of people in front of the Zangxiang Pavilion, and many people were in and out.

The three of them entered the building, looked straight for a table and sat down, and looked around.

The decoration of the Tibetan incense pavilion is very exquisite, with pink gauze curtains hanging high everywhere, and the sound of orioles and swallows are constantly lingering around.

Fang Zheng couldn't help but sigh after seeing it. Although Xueyuelou has a lot of work, it is still quite different from the high-end clubs in Beijing.

Sure enough...the formal ones are not attractive.

After sitting for a while, the three of them felt that there was nothing to watch, so Fang Zhengyi stopped a servant.

"Miss Luo is here?"

The servant quickly smiled and said, "Oh, this distinguished guest is really embarrassed. The courtesan does not see guests today, and even on weekdays, they do not see guests privately."

"Our courtesan is a priest... You will see it when you come back in two days."

Fang Zhengyi threw out a silver ingot: "Okay, I won't see her. I'll tell Miss Luo and say that Fang Zhengyi is asking for a meeting."

The servant was so happy to take the money: "Oh, okay! I'll inform you, but it's not up to you whether you can see me!"

"Go."

Not long after, the waiter came back with a bitter face and whispered: "I'm sorry, Mr. Fang, our Miss Luo said we didn't see each other..."

Li Yuanzhao slapped the table and stood up: "Hey, hey, hey! What the hell is it! I'm shameless and let her come down, otherwise I will smash your Tibetan incense pavilion."

Fang Zheng looked at Li Yuanzhao and pulled her face down. Master, I learned everything about you well but didn't learn badly...

Seeing that everyone's eyes were gathering here, Fang Zhengyi quickly pulled Li Yuanzhao down.

He turned to the waiter who looked like a slut, and said, "Take your business in charge."

The waiter felt aggrieved: "Master... Miss Luo really won't see you today, why don't you see another day?"

"Stop talking nonsense, I don't want to see her now!"

The waiter left again with his mouth flattered. Soon after, he brought back a madam with heavy makeup. Although she was wearing heavy makeup, she was only about thirty years old. She looked quite beautiful. She should have been a beauty when she was young.

The madam looked flattering when she saw Fang Zhengyi: "Oh, Lord Fang is here. It was the servants who were neglecting you just now. I have apologized for you."

"Which girl do you like? Just tell me."

Fang Zhengyi sneered: "My brother is interested in you! Why? Can you pick up customers today?"

The madam's face changed, then smiled again and said shyly: "It's not impossible... As long as you are happy, it's okay. I wonder which brother you fell in love with me?"

"Zhang Biao, go and educate her!"

"Okay!"

Zhang Biao stood up, took off his shirt, revealing his strong tendon flesh, and looked at the madam and smiled: "Eelbow! Come into the house with me!"

The madam looked a little ugly when she saw Zhang Biao, but when she saw that her muscles, her face suddenly eased.

Such a strong man is rare... Forget it, Fang Zhengyi cannot offend him!

So he chuckled and patted Zhang Biao's strong chest muscles: "Then let's go~"

Then the madam and Zhang Biao went straight upstairs.

Fang Zhengyi was drinking tea calmly, while Li Yuanzhao looked at Zhang Biao's back in amazement, and Qiqi Aiai said, "This... isn't you here to find Miss Luo... why did you let him go first?"

"It's easy to open up relationships and do things, wait." Fang Zhengyi still looked like an old god.

After two cups of tea, Zhang Biao and the madam appeared in the corridor on the second floor.

Li Yuanzhao looked at Zhang Biao and sneered: "The silver-shaped gun tip is far inferior to me! Hahahahahahahaha..."

"whispering sound!"

Fang Zhengyi was disdainful in his heart. You really don’t know what the Peach Garden Star is. My Brother Biao Lisu Double A, a hexagonal warrior, and a human-shaped beast. There is nothing that can’t be done when fighting! Even if you hit the bed!

Soon, Li Yuanzhao's expression became dull.

The madam limped down, and Zhang Biao walked behind her with a calm look on his face.

Suddenly, the madam was not steady and almost fell off the stairs. Fortunately, Zhang Biao quickly grabbed the madam's hair and lifted it up.

After the madam stood firm, she looked back at Zhang Biao angrily, patted her chest muscles, and said coquettishly: "Damn it! Can't you be gentle?"

Zhang Biao smiled silly.

Li Yuanzhao was completely confused at this time...

The two walked to Fang Zheng's table, and Fang Zhengyi said, "What's wrong? Can you meet Miss Luo now? Oh, I'll pay you how much more?"

The madam looked shy and looked at Zhang Biao and whispered: "It's all about money for the whole family, but I can't make the decision on Miss Luo. I'll go and tell you first..."

Zhang Biao turned his head and looked at Li Yuanzhao beside him, frowned and said, "What do you always look at me?"

Li Yuanzhao looked at Zhang Biao in surprise and said guiltily: "Hello Brother Biao."
Chapter completed!