"Third brother, do you want to get in the car and talk?"

Peining asked with a smile.

Pei Yue did not hesitate, took off his stirrups and jumped directly onto the carriage. The soldiers behind him stepped forward to hold his mount.

Although it is now confirmed that there is no blood relationship between the two, Pei Yue has never considered this issue. After going through so many twists and turns, Pei Ning has long been a biological sister in his heart, so he will not deliberately avoid suspicion.

However, when he opened the car door and looked inside, his body immediately froze.

In the spacious and comfortable carriage, Pei Ning winked at him, and sitting next to him was a young woman with an elegant temperament.

"Ha, you are here too." Pei Yue said insincerely.

Shen Danmo looked down at his clothes, then looked up at him doubtfully, and said puzzledly: "I told you before that I would accompany Sister Ning to the cultural gathering, have you forgotten it? "

The reason why Pei Yue hesitated was because Shen Danmo took the initiative to express her feelings on the south bank of Qishui. Although she used a negative approach and her words were more tactful, once the window paper between a man and a woman was broken, the subsequent relationship would be difficult. It would be more embarrassing.

Peining looked at them curiously.

Pei Yue coughed lightly and said to the girl walking outside the car: "Good advice, I don't need you to wait here anymore. Go and have some fun in the carriage behind."

Liangyan responded obediently: "Yes, Third Young Master."

Taking advantage of this interruption, Pei Yue calmed down, entered the car calmly, and sat down in a corner far away from the two girls.

Shen Danmo couldn't help laughing and said: "I...we are not tigers, how can we still eat you? The dignified Marquis Pei has been on the battlefield for a long time and has seen countless dead people. He is still afraid of us two weak women. It is really a rare thing."

Pei Yue chuckled and said, "It's okay for you to say you are a tiger, but don't bring my sister with you."

Is Shen Danmo willing to suffer a loss? He immediately curled his lips and said: "I really envy you for your deep brother-sister relationship. It's just that someone seems to have forgotten that in the past few years, apart from going to Dingguo Mansion to show off, he usually doesn't remember that he has a sister. , and I, an outsider, had to remind me to know that his extremely beloved eldest sister has not seen the spring scenery outside for a long time."

Pei Yue felt deflated for a rare moment.

Pei Ning gradually came back to her senses, reached out and gently grabbed Shen Danmo's wrist, and said with a smile: "I didn't know you two got along like this."

This sentence was a bit profound. Shen Danmo's ears were slightly red, and she turned her head and said: "Sister Ning, your third brother is very unreasonable. When you ask for help, you are very polite, but when you don't need it, you treat others coldly. , he will suffer big losses sooner or later if he continues like this."

Pei Ning suppressed a smile and said: "Mo'er, don't worry, I will definitely speak well to him."

Pei Yue was stunned for a moment. His eldest sister was obviously only nineteen years old, but at this moment, her eyes actually showed a bit of kindness. It was clear that she was an elder watching young men and women turn into happy enemies. In addition, she had been in Dingguo Mansion before. , Pei Ning specifically asked about the relationship between him and Shen Danmo, so even if he jumped into Qishui, he wouldn't be able to explain clearly.

He thought for a while and could only ask: "Sister, is the Spring Festival in Xianyun Village really that famous?"

Pei Ning was gentle and kind, knowing that he was changing the subject but would not reveal it. He smiled and said: "Yes. Xianyun Village has been around for some years, and this literary gathering attracts countless literati every spring. That's all, let's let Mo To put it simply, what I know is not very detailed."

Shen Danmo finally calmed down, and when Pei Ning wasn't paying attention, he rolled his eyes at Pei Yue, and then said slowly: "There are many people participating in the cultural gathering, but only those with invitations can enter the inner court. Anyone who is qualified to enter the inner court The person must hand in a piece of work, there is no limit on poetry, articles, music and composition, and then the great scholar invited by Xianyun Village will comment publicly, which is called Xianyun Commentary."

She gradually got into the mood and said calmly: "Every year, the literati who enter the top three of the Xianyun Review will become famous. Whether he is an unknown poor scholar or a weak student who is preparing to participate in the Spring Festival, anyone who can get on the Xianyun Golden List will immediately become famous. His worth doubled, and he became a distinguished guest of those dignitaries."

Pei Yue nodded and asked disapprovingly: "That's it?"

Shen Danmo continued: "In addition to Xianyun Criticism, there will be many arrangements in the village, such as poetry gatherings, ci gatherings, sit-down discussions, etc., and of course your men's favorite part is choosing an oiran."

Pei Yue laughed and said, "Xianyun Village turned out to be a brothel."

Pei Ning's cheeks were slightly red and she said, "Third brother, don't talk nonsense. Xianyun Village is not a brothel. It's just that those poor courtesans in the capital will only be recognized as oirans if they make a name for themselves in Xianyun Village."

"It's a bit interesting."

Pei Yue smiled softly, but he thought of a lot in his heart.

The business model of Xianyunzhuang is more complicated than he imagined. It is more than a simple leisure resort. On the one hand, it controls the lifeblood of the brothel industry in Kyoto, and on the other hand, it has a large number of literati groups in its hands. No wonder it can It is located outside the city and among the manor pavilions.

To achieve these two things, you cannot rely on money alone. Not only does the person behind the scenes need to have an excellent reputation, but he must also have a profound background.

Without the former, those noble literati would definitely look down on Xianyun Village.

Without the latter, how could a brothel in Kyoto such as Li Yuan be willing to have his lifeline in someone else's hands?

Shen Danmo looked at the expression on his face and couldn't help but mention: "The current owner of Xianyun Villa is the fourth prince, His Highness Prince Yan."

"King Yan?" Pei Yue asked subconsciously.

Shen Danmo nodded and explained: "Concubine De hides her stupidity in the palace, keeps to herself and does not compete with others. Even though her holy favor is not as good as Concubine Wu and Empress Chen these years, she can still live a stable life, and no one will take the initiative to make things difficult for her. She, the fourth prince, has the same personality as Concubine De, and never comes into contact with important officials in the court. Even if there are some high officials at the cultural conference, he only makes friends with these people through literary exchanges, and they will no longer interact with them after the cultural conference is over."

Pei Yue's thoughts were racing and he pondered: "As a prince, he intervenes in the selection of courtesan. Doesn't your majesty care?"

Shen Danmo chuckled and said: "What do you care about? In the eyes of you men, isn't this an elegant move? Besides, the fourth prince has no ambitions for that position. Since he is willing to be obsessed with Fengyue Wenhua, no one else will He will object to it, and even wish that he would stay like this for the rest of his life."

Her words were quite bold, and Pei Ning was a little nervous.

Pei Yue noticed the eldest sister's expression and said with relief: "Sister, don't worry, with Master Shen and I, our daughter is here, so no one will listen to us if we just talk."

Pei Ning had blind trust in him, nodded and smiled: "I understand."

Pei Yue thought about Shen Danmo's words, raised his head and glanced at her, and said meaningfully: "The Fourth Prince's place is called Xianyun Village. It may remind people of Xianyun Yehe, but I don't think so."

Shen Danmo asked: "Why?"

Pei Yue smiled, shook his head and said, "It's just a matter of putting up with the name and singing in a low voice instead of pouring a cup of wine."
Chapter completed!