In the small courtyard of the Jiaofang Sili Room.

Jia Yun followed Xue Pan to this place. When he opened the door, he saw three young people in silk shirts sitting in the wine house, drinking and laughing.

There are blazing charcoal pots burning in the four corners of the wine house to dispel the coldness of winter.

"Brother Pan, why are you here so late? Did you go to Gao Le by yourself?..." One of the brave young men joked.

Xue Pan waved his hand and said with a mischievous smile: "Go, go, am I so unloyal?"

After saying that, he proudly introduced to everyone: "This is Jia Yun, who has met the Holy Spirit. I have brought him here today so that you can see him."

Jia Yun was not ignorant of etiquette. He had studied for several years. He bowed to everyone and said, "Jia Yun, brothers, please be polite."

Everyone returned the gift and introduced each other.

The heroic man making fun of Xue Pan is named Feng Ziying. He is the son of Shenwu General Feng Tang. The others are not ordinary people. The one on the left is in his twenties, fair-skinned and handsome. He is Wang Kang, the son of Wang Ziteng.

The one on the right is younger, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a jade face and red lips, and good looks. He is the historian Shi Si.

Seeing them one by one, they invited Jia Yun to sit down.

As soon as he sat down, Feng Ziying said with a smile: "I have heard of General Jia's name a long time ago, and when I see him today, he is indeed an extraordinary warrior."

One of the polite words of the ancients is to flatter first and then say, why have you heard of Jia Yun's name so long? It's pure nonsense. He had no reputation before.

Jia Yun smiled and said: "What kind of general? I am just a junior general. I can't get on the stage. Even the emperor said that I was vulgar, so he dismissed me from the official position and asked me to go to the Imperial College to study."

"Hey... these are serious words. Since the Holy Father asked Brother Jia to go to the Imperial College, he must have another important role. Brother Jia should not belittle himself."

Jia Yun was noncommittal. Emperor Chongming undoubtedly had good intentions in letting him be the Imperial Academy, so that Jia Yun could have a decent background and not be regarded as a vulgar family by others...

The descendants of the founding martial artists transformed early and took the imperial examination route. In the "peaceful and prosperous times", there were not so many battles. Relying on military merit was not the right path after all.

For example, in the Jia family, the ancestors of the Jia family, Ning and Rong Ergong, were from Long Yougong and earned the great wealth and wealth of the two princes. Therefore, the Jia family belongs to the Wuyin family, but the title of the ancestors is "downgraded"

"Hereditary", Jia She from the Rongguo Mansion was only a first-class general, and Jia Zhen from the Ningguo Mansion was only a third-class general.

The ancestral shadow of the Second Duke of Ningrong is about to be used up by his descendants. If the people of the Jia family can no longer serve the court and can only rely on the remaining ancestral shadow to get by, then the resources of the imperial court will be occupied in vain, like rice bugs in the court.

It's like dead branches and leaves, which will be pruned and cleared by the emperor sooner or later. This is the saying "a gentleman's beauty will be cut off after five generations".

Therefore, if the Jia family wanted the family's glory and wealth to last for a long time, they could only transfer from military to civil, let their descendants study and take the imperial examination, and continue to contribute to the court.

However, the young and old men of the Jia family are really not very up to date. In three or four lifetimes and nearly a hundred years, among the many descendants of the direct lineage, only Jia Jing and Jia Zheng were Jinshi.

Jia Jing is the funniest one. He became a monk and cultivated immortality on the way. He never even held an official position and wasted his fame in vain.

Jia Zheng originally wanted to be born in Kejia, but his father Jia Daishan passed away. The emperor was sympathetic to his ancestors and gave Jia Zheng the title of chief minister, which made him a second- and third-level Jinshi. But after all, he was not from a serious Kejia family, and he could not be reused.

Jia Zhu entered school at the age of fourteen and was expected to become the heir to revitalize the Jia family, but died young.

Calculating carefully, after Jia Zhu, no one in the Jia family could study and make a career, and turn the tide.

Although the Qian Dynasty was about to conquer the world, civil servants were still needed to govern the world. Since the founding of the country, the status of military commanders has declined a lot. To this day, and to this day, it is a tacit rule in the court to use civility to control military affairs.

Jia Yun knew the truth. If he spoke too much, others might think he was showing off. He waved his hand and interrupted: "I am just a military commander. I don't understand any big principles. I just want to be loyal to the king. We are here today just for the sake of showing off." Let’s talk about romance and nothing else.”

Xue Pan continued his conversation and smiled at Feng Ziying and others: "Ziying, I brought you the people. It's time for you to fulfill your promise."

Feng Ziying shook her head when she heard this and said: "It was just a naughty joke. Don't tell me that you brought it. Even if you didn't come, I would have been ready."

Xue Pan's eyebrows lit up when he heard this, and his face looked excited.

Seeing Jia Yun's puzzled look, Feng Ziying explained: "Today I am lucky enough to invite the famous girl Zhixiang from the Jiaofang Division to talk to me. I originally invited Brother Xue to come with me to see what he has to say, but I happened to hear Brother Jia's story. I made a bet with Brother Xue to ask Brother Jia to meet him."

When Jia Yun heard this, he looked up at Xue Pan, thinking that this guy was doing it for the so-called face, but it turned out that he had another purpose...

Seeing Jia Yun's disgusted expression, Xue Pan said angrily: "Brother Yun, don't worry, I will take care of Mother Han's affairs and I will never let you suffer."

"What's the matter with Han's mother?" Feng Ziying asked blankly.

Xue Pan smiled when he heard this, looked at Jia Yun with a wink, and said teasingly: "Our General Jia has a unique taste and has fallen in love with the old bustard."

"This..." Feng Ziying suddenly became speechless. Even if he could speak again, he would still be speechless at this time. This is how people with different views have no common language.

"Brother Jia, this place is much nicer than that old bustard. It's rare that you're here today. I've arranged a few nice things for you and picked out some good ones for you."

The speaker was Wang Kang, whose father was Wang Ziteng, the military governor of the Beijing camp, who held the twelve battalions of the Beijing camp.

Jia Yun said with a smile: "Brother Wang's kindness is appreciated, but I still think that the old bustard is quite good. Let's just come out and be naughty."

Feng Ziying answered with a smile: "Brother Jia is right, we are here to be naughty just for the sake of convenience."

After saying that, Feng Ziying clapped her hands and told the people waiting outside the door: "Go and ask Mother Han to bring Miss Zhixiang."

Xue Pan patted Jia Yun on the shoulder and said proudly: "Look, I told you a long time ago that I won't let Brother Yun down."

Looking at Xue Pan as if he had eaten bee excrement, Jia Yun said angrily: "Come on, she's just a prostitute, look at how worthless you are."

Xue Pan became unhappy when he heard this, and said hurriedly: "Miss Zhixiang is the number one courtesan in our capital, and ordinary princes, nobles and grandsons rarely see her..."

Jia Yun curled his lips and said disdainfully: "What kind of oiran or oiran? No matter how oiran you are, you're still not a bitch."

Xue Pan's face turned red, obviously dissatisfied with Jia Yun's vulgar insult to his goddess, but Jia Yun didn't care, prostitution is prostitution, how can it be noble? When you get to Jiaofangsi, if you don't sell meat, just get one The little face just wants to fool the man and make him think he is a fool? Just looking at that face is enough, so why not go home and find a picture of a lady and appreciate it properly? What are you spending the money on?

It is undeniable that most women in Jiaofangsi are forced to do so, but what does this have to do with Jia Yun?

There are so many miserable people in the world, can you save them?

Among other things, Jia Yun had seen a lot of those miserable enemy women in the military prostitute camp. Compared with them, if these women from the Jiaofang Division were obedient, at least they would not have to worry about food and clothing...

After listening to Jia Yun's words, Feng Ziying knew that Jia Yun didn't know the rules of Jiaofangsi, and explained: "Brother Jia, what you said is wrong. If these oirans of Jiaofangsi are not noble people, they won't come forward easily.

, I am also lucky enough to invite Miss Zhixiang out for a tea party today, so that we can get to know each other."

Jia Yun frowned when he heard this, and immediately understood that things are rare and valuable. If the oiran of Jiaofangsi is so casual, how can it be valuable? After all, if there is a treasure in the workshop, the guests will be interested in coming to Jiaofangsi.

, will you spend money continuously. This daily cup of tea is not a small amount, isn't it? In business, only the thin water can flow long.

However, as an oiran, you definitely still have the privilege of choosing guests. As long as you don't break the rules, no one will offend the "money tree".

But according to what Feng Ziying said, the descendants of the Xue family, the Shi family, and the Wang family would not be able to see the so-called oiran. Feng Ziying, a powerful general from the Feng family, could invite him. He has something good about him.

Jia Yun didn't care either. This was someone else's own business and had nothing to do with Jia Yun. Then Feng Ziying said: "Yes, I'm just a rough guy. I don't understand these things. I don't care about courtesans or anything else. No matter how good I look,

It's boring to just watch, I still like to eat."

Feng Ziying was stunned when she heard this, and looked a little embarrassed. She cupped her hands and said, "Brother Jia has a straightforward personality, and I admire him."

Jia Yun doesn't care what the other person thinks, he just gets along wherever it's convenient...

While a few people were chatting, the door was pushed open, and Mother Han came in with a woman of eighteen or nineteen years old, and greeted: "Young gentlemen, Miss Zhixiang is here."

Jia Yun raised his eyes and glanced at the woman behind Han's mother. The woman was dressed in pink. Her dignified appearance revealed an indescribable sense of charisma. Her black hair was hanging down, tied only with a pink hairband.

The woman's skin is tinged with a faint pink color, and she is truly beautiful. Her phoenix eyes are enchanting and captivating, and her lips are like cherry blossoms, attracting endless reveries.

The woman said a blessing and said softly: "Zhixiang has met several young masters."

Wu Nong whispered, quite softly. He looked at Xue Pan beside him and felt his whole body go numb.

As the real host, Feng Ziying greeted: "Miss Zhixiang, you're welcome. Please sit down."

Zhixiang bowed to Feng Ziying and immediately found a place to sit down peacefully.

Seeing this, Mother Han greeted her with a smile: "Come on, Miss Zhixiang is here, mother, I will go down so as not to disturb the interest of all the gentlemen."

After saying this, Mother Han wanted to leave, but Feng Ziying quickly stopped her and said, "Mom, wait a minute."

Mother Han was stunned when she heard this, then greeted her with a smile and asked, "Do you have any orders, Mr. Feng?"
Chapter completed!