Inside the room, Mother Han looked at the slightly muscular Jia Yun in astonishment. It was hard to imagine that Jia Yun would fall in love with her.

Although Mother Han doesn't know Jia Yun's identity, she knows the identities of other people. How low can the status of people who can play with them be? If a woman from such a family can't get what she wants, how can she do it?

He fell in love with her, an "old and lustful" old madam.

Although Mother Han was stunned for a while, she came back to her senses immediately and said with a sweet smile: "If you don't dislike it, I will naturally be willing."

The people in front of her were all wealthy young men, but she, a madam, was not one to show off her temper. She didn't even see that even the courtesan from the Jiaofang Division came to serve them. Even though it was just for a tea party, it was still a big deal.

When Jia Yun saw that the other party agreed, he was not polite and stretched out his hand to motion for Mother Han to sit next to him.

Mother Han was also an experienced person. It was not like she had never served others when she was young. She walked over and sat beside Jia Yun grandly.

Jia Yun likes such beauties who are not shy and can let go.

Shi Si on the side smiled and said: "Mom, you have to serve my brother well, the benefits will be yours."

Since you have to accept clients, you have to pay for whoring, so you can’t let it go to waste!

Mother Han said coquettishly: "Young master Shi is joking. Looking at the young man's strong body, it is a blessing for the slave family to be able to serve him."

Jia Yun looked at Han's mother who looked like she was ready to take whatever he wanted. He couldn't help but praise in his heart. This old madam changed her identity so easily. It's the best...

In full view of everyone, Jia Yun without any scruple put his arms around Mother Han's waist and began to rub it impatiently.

When I first picked it up, it was soft and creamy, plump and full of texture.

The others chuckled tacitly, while Zhixiang, who was sitting aside, frowned. It was obvious that she was not used to this kind of scene. In the past, those who met her were all literati and elegant people, and they acted seriously in front of her.

Jia Yun, on the other hand, was extremely vulgar. Looking at Jia Yun's strong body and the calluses on his hands, one knew that Jia Yun was a military general.

But she just came to have a cup of tea and chat with her. She didn't say much anymore. She was in a fun place, so she couldn't do as she wanted.

Feng Ziying laughed, and then said to Mother Han: "Mother Han, you are right. This brother of mine is a descendant of Duke Ningguo. It is your blessing to have you serve."

"Hey...it turns out that I am a descendant of the Duke of Guo. This is a great blessing for the slave family." Han's mother exclaimed.

The Duke of Guo is the first person below the king's rank, not to mention the Duke of Ning. People living in the capital don't know the power of the Jia family and the two Dukes.

Jia Yun smiled and pinched her cheek a few times and said, "It's just a distant branch. It's not a huge blessing."

Mother Han didn't pay attention to Jia Yun's words. She reached out and knocked down Jia Yun's big hand that was making trouble on her face. She looked at Jia Yun angrily without expressing her blame.

On the contrary, Feng Ziying frowned when he heard this and said doubtfully: "Brother Jia is not the eldest son of the eldest son of Ningguo Gongfu? How can he say that he is a distant branch?"

"Yes, Brother Jia." Wang Kang asked in agreement.

Jia Yun said nonchalantly: "There is no one in the seventh room. Yesterday, the old lady took the initiative and moved me to the seventh room."

It was not appropriate for Feng Ziying to interfere in the family's internal affairs. Instead, she praised him: "Brother Jia is a person who is highly regarded by the saints. He will be very successful in the future, even if he gets married."

The eldest son of a concubine is also a concubine. No matter if he has passed away, he will not lose much except losing a share of the eldest son's family property. If the legitimate son is in the court, Jia Yun will not get any benefits.

As soon as Feng Ziying finished speaking, Zhixiang and Mother Han couldn't help but look over. Whoever is valued by the saint is a mortal. No matter what, he will definitely be indispensable for wealth in the future.

Jia Yun said humbly: "Brother Feng is serious. The Holy Spirit is benevolent. In view of my Jia family's past merits, he only gave me some rewards. Otherwise, I would not be able to meet the Holy Spirit just because I killed a few Tartars."

Yan.”

Feng Ziying nodded after hearing this.

Mother Han next to her prepared a cup of turbid wine for Jia Yun and said, "I heard that the Tartars in the north are all monsters who drink blood from their hair. I never thought that Xiao Langjun is so powerful."

Jia Yun rolled up his sleeves, exposed his biceps, and boasted: "It's not that scary. If they are just spreading rumors, I can beat ten of those Tartars one by one."

Mother Han covered her mouth and snickered. She stroked Jia Yun's biceps in front of everyone and said with a smile: "Young man is so strong and strong. My family will be happy just to see him."

Jia Yun raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "There are even stronger ones, I'll let you see them later."

Mother Han rolled her eyes at Jia Yun, glanced at Jia Yun's abdomen charmingly, and said, "I would like to get to know him well."

Feng Ziying looked at these two "like-minded" people who couldn't hold back what they were talking about. She changed the topic and suggested to everyone: "Everyone, how about we get together and have a drinking order?"

As soon as Feng Ziying finished speaking, Jia Yun refused: "Brother Feng, let's forget it. I only know how to play dice, guessing, and the like. I can't get on the stage. Don't disturb everyone's interest."

There are various ways of giving orders. Literati often use poems or couplets, guessing words or riddles, etc. Ordinary people use some simple ways of giving orders that do not require any preparation, such as dice orders, guessing games and so on.

Feng Ziying said with a smile: "Hey... It's rare to get together and have some fun. How about we play something simple and guess a word puzzle?"

Jia Yun was a little hesitant. He had been living with the boss for many years and was used to the "rude" way. He was suddenly not used to guessing charades.

Mother Han next to her caressed Jia Yun's strong chest and said with a sweet smile: "Little husband, let's just be as naughty as we like..."

Jia Yun pinched Mother Han's chin with a smile and said, "Good sister, aren't you afraid that I drink too much and don't know how to show mercy to women? You will feel better then."

Mother Han gave Jia Yun a charming look, leaned close to Jia Yun's ear, stretched out her sweet tongue to lick Jia Yun's earlobe, and whispered: "I am not afraid, I don't want my little husband's pity."

"I'm free to do whatever I want. Brother Feng can be as stubborn as he wants." Jia Yun said grandly. He couldn't guess why he just drank more wine. Wine is a good thing and can add to the fun...

Feng Ziying nodded, and immediately looked at Wang Kang and Shi Si. Naturally, they had no objections. It wasn't until they asked about Xue Pan that Feng Ziying shouted several times before Xue Pan came back to his senses and responded.

Xue Datou had a look of infatuation on his face since the oiran entered the room, and his eyes never left the oiran.

After getting everyone's consent, Feng Ziying politely said to the oiran who had been silent since entering the house: "In that case, how about asking Miss Zhixiang to be your commander?"

Zhixiang nodded in agreement and said, "Young master, you are so polite. This is what Zhixiang should do."

The job of an official is not easy to do and requires extremely high literary accomplishments. In brothels, it is usually done by famous prostitutes or oirans, and ordinary women cannot do it.

Zhixiang, as the oiran of the Jiaofang Department, is naturally proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She is a small commander, and she can easily capture her.

It's just that Zhixiang's expression is not unhappy.

Come to think of it, she is an oiran, but she is not the focus of everyone, especially Jia Yun, who behaves rudely and speaks loosely. Her hands never leave Mother Han's body, which is insulting to the gentleness. If she hadn't been asked to do it by the person in charge,

She would not come here for a tea party.

After calming down and calming down her mood, Zhixiang said softly, "The ancient moon shines on the water, and the water flows forever, and the water accompanies the ancient moon in the spring and autumn. The remaining water shines on the ancient moon, and you can go boating in the deep blue waves."

As soon as Zhixiang finished speaking, she looked at Xue Pan who was staring at her dreamily, and couldn't help but frown.

Xue Pan suddenly came back to his senses, thought about the word riddle Zhixiang said for a long time, shook his head and said: "I can't guess it, I will punish myself."

After saying that, he picked up the wine cup and drank a glass.

Xue Pan was an ignorant person. He knew everything about flying eagles, teasing dogs, and naughty women. But when it came to knowledge, he really knew nothing about it. It was natural that he couldn't guess crossword puzzles.

After Xue Pan finished drinking, it was time to guess the next person.

This is how the Jiuling charade is played. When the charade comes up, the next person guesses in turn. If they fail to guess correctly, they will be fined with a drink. If they guess correctly, they will not be fined. The orderer will then give the charade to the next person to guess.

After a few rounds, Jia Yun also guessed one or two, and drank a lot.

Jia Yun was not in the mood to guess riddles, he was busy having fun with Mother Han. As soon as the drinking began, Jia Yun put his hand on the arms of Mother Han next to him and rubbed it vigorously.

Jia Yun is a veteran, and he is skilled in the movements of his hands. He should be light and heavy. In a short time, Mother Han next to him was made angry all over and her face was red.

And Mother Han was not a good person either. She secretly took advantage of Jia Yun's strengths... Apparently the two of them were at odds with each other.

Jia Yun didn't get used to it. He stood up suddenly and hugged Mother Han. Regardless of everyone's surprised looks, he said, "I'm going to do business. You can be as naughty as you like."

Everyone was a regular visitor and knew all about this kind of thing, but Jia Yun was so impatient that they looked down upon him a lot. Feng Ziying said with a smile: "Brother Jia, go ahead and don't worry about us."

Jia Yun nodded and said, "Let's meet again another day."

After saying that, Jia Yun walked towards the compartment in the room, which was specially prepared for guests. Mother Han also knew what was going to happen, so she took the initiative to put her arms around Jia Yun's neck, but her face looked slightly worried, even if

She has gone through hundreds of battles, but she is so small and difficult to deal with...

It wasn't even half a cup of tea before there was a faint sound coming from the compartment, obviously there was a lot of movement.

Zhixiang's face was slightly red. Seeing that the time was almost up, she stood up and said to everyone: "Young masters, please leave first."

"No, let's continue. Why are you so disappointed?" Xue Pan was the first to be unhappy. As soon as Zhixiang finished speaking, Xue Pan started to complain.

Hearing this, Zhixiang frowned and said kindly: "Master, Zhixiang is a little tired today. I will talk to you again when I have some free time another day."

After saying that, Zhixiang left calmly. The distinguished guests in the room also accompanied her, and the manager would not talk too much. Zhixiang did not need to stay here for a long time...
Chapter completed!