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Chapter 114 Teaching His Royal Highness to Pick Up Girls

Liang Dong's eyes flickered slightly, "Can it be done?"

Lu Fang said: "90% sure."

He has finally discovered that in yamen in this era, young men from rich families have a habit of raising dogs.

The former unlucky guy was also a total loser.

When encountering those innocent and red hustlers who need a tea party to enter the pavilion, they will only be shy and aggressive, and then be humiliated to death by those scholars.

Take Chen Youxi for example. She was also an oiran in Tanzhou at the beginning, and there must have been countless contenders for her, but in the end, the one who won her heart was the poor scholar Li Xiaocai.

Fortunately, Li Xiaocai didn't have time to pick off Chen Youxi's palace sand.

Can't they think of some more eccentric ways?

Liang Dong smacked his lips and said, "Let's go to Yixiang Pavilion."

Along the way, everyone who met Liang Dong who knew him hurriedly gave him a salute, so as not to look at Lu Fang more.

The Crown Prince has only recently learned to visit places like Feixian Tower, but he has never brought any servants or companions with him. I just don’t know who the lucky boy His Highness the Crown Prince is can take with him.

Yixiang Pavilion...is indeed very fragrant.

While still outside the Yixiang Pavilion, Lu Fang faintly smelled the aroma wafting out from inside.

There is a small round arch with a plaque with three characters "Yixiang Pavilion" hanging on the door.

It must be antique.

The ancients really knew how to play.

Lu Fang had never experienced such a battle before.

There is the sound of a piano.

Liang Dong paused and said, "The courtesan of Yixiang Pavilion is called Peony. She is plump, soft and beautiful. She has many patrons every day, and many of them are rotten scholars who can write a good poem. Wait.

You have to show off your skills soon. If this prince loses face, don’t blame me for not caring about my sister’s face.”

"rest assured."

Lu Fang only said two words, concisely and to the point.

When it comes to other things, he has no confidence, but when it comes to writing poetry, he thinks he can defeat all the invincible opponents in Dayu.

The whole of Dayu is full of scum.

Liang Dong nodded and walked towards Yixiang Pavilion.

Lu Fang followed him into the hospital.

The yard is not big.

But there are rockeries, pavilions, green plants, and countless flowers, which are very charming and artistic.

There were more than ten wine tables outside the pavilion, which was already full at this time, with all kinds of men sitting there.

There were several pretty maids in red and pink gauze sitting in the corner of the pavilion holding various musical instruments.

The most eye-catching thing is the woman dancing gracefully in the pavilion.

Wearing a looming tulle skirt and a veil on her face.

The figure is enchanting.

Compared to Chen Youxi, she is a bit plumper.

Especially the turbulent waves on the chest, which are barely covered by gauze, are particularly eye-catching.

If there is a ditch, there will be fire!

There is a reason why people can be oirans.

It's a pity that the waist is not as slender as Chen Youxi.

Lu Fang found that his taste had become higher.

A turtle man came up to meet him, with a rather surprised look on his face, "His Royal Highness..."

In the entire Jingnan County, Liang Dong is the only one who can be called the crown prince.

Liang Dong nodded, "Arrange two tables."

Turtle Gong quickly agreed, looked at Lu Fang, and ran away.

But I was also surprised in my heart. Before, His Royal Highness only went to Lady Lingbo to support her, but why did he come to Lady Peony tonight?

The beautiful eyes of Lady Peony, who was dancing in the pavilion, also noticed Liang Dong at this time. The flash of surprise in her beautiful eyes was captured by Lu Fang.

As for the other guests in Yixiang Pavilion, those who recognized Liang Dong also nodded to Liang Dong.

In this kind of situation, everyone is just prostitutes... no, the benefactors will not stand up and give formal greetings.

Liang Dong showed his 2,580,000-dollar expression again, raised his head, and swept the people present with his nostrils.

It's great to be the heir...

After Gui Gong set up the wine table, Dunzi, he slowly walked over with Lu Fang.

Lu Fang said to the Turtle Gong: "Go and inform the young Lady Lingbo that His Royal Highness is having a tea party at Lady Mudan's place tonight."

Turtle Gong was stunned.

"go!"

Lu Fangdao.

If you don't tell Lady Lingbo, how can you stimulate her?

Women are prone to worrying about gains and losses.

I think that when the little lady Lingbo knew that Liang Dong suddenly came to "Linxing" Peony, even if she had no feelings for Liang Dong, she would be upset, right?

After all, Liang Dong still holds the identity of the heir apparent. Going to that small courtyard is not a matter of making the oiran lady look good.

Turtle Gong agreed and went.

Lu Fang and Liang Dong sat at the table.

speechless.

In the pavilion, Lady Peony finished her dance and gave gifts to the benefactors around her.

Then, he walked towards Liang Dong.

A maid followed with wine.

Of course, this is to show off Liang Dong's face. If he were an ordinary guest, even if he was a new visitor, he would not ask Lady Peony to come up and offer a toast in person.

"The slave family has met His Royal Highness."

Lady Peony's voice is soft and waxy, very pleasant to the ear.

The maid was pouring wine and handed it to Mu Dan.

Peony bowed to Liang Dong again, gently lifted half of her veil, and her red lips touched the rim of the cup, leaving a red lip mark.

Liang Dong also picked up the wine glass, drank it all in one gulp, and said with a smile: "Lady Peony is indeed worthy of being called the leader of dancers. This dance is breathtaking..."

"Thank you for your compliment, Your Highness."

Peony smiled "coyly", with an affectionate look on her face, and led the maid back to the pavilion.

Then he glanced at the crowd and said, "Everyone, let's start the poem-writing session now?"

A tea party, also known as a tea party, is nothing more than listening to music, enjoying dancing, and then reciting poems and writing.

If there is a peony that you like, you will be invited into her house. If not, you will see the guests off and start a new tea party.

Now it can be said that it is time for the bayonet to see red. Whoever wins Peony's favor depends on who can write good poems.

People dressed as scholars are eager to try.

There are usually three types of people who come to places like Feixian Tower: nobles, wealthy businessmen, and scholars.

In those private rooms or small pavilions with clearly marked prices, they are undoubtedly the exclusive venues for wealthy businessmen and nobles. And those who have tea gatherings like this are mostly scholars.

Their financial resources are definitely not as good as those of the nobles and wealthy businessmen, but they are undoubtedly better at reciting poems and writing poems correctly. After all, only a few of the wealthy businessmen and nobles can speak well.

Of course, there are also those Yamen and Gongzi brothers who have both status and literary talents. They are bug-like existences in places like Feixian Tower.

Liang Dong's status is high enough, but unfortunately, his literary talents are only sparse and ordinary.

Looking at the faces of the people present, Lu Fang guessed that some of these guys were really capable.

"Ms. Peony, please start giving orders..."

Giving orders is the beginning. People like Peony are also called giving orders.

She had to comment on the poems written by the guests. Without any literary background, she really couldn't do this job.

This is also the reason why courtesans like peony are particularly popular.

Mudan nodded lightly, glanced at Liang Dong, and said: "Tonight, let's take the topic of the beautiful clothes and angry horses... Which benefactor is willing to be the leader?"

This is a special consideration for Liang Dong.

As the eldest son, Liang Dong must have a deep understanding of "brilliant clothes and angry horses".

But Liang Dong just looked at Lu Fang beside him.

Lu Fang was stunned.

Fresh clothes and angry horses...

This is really a rather off-topic topic!

There is nothing ready-made in his head.

But fortunately there is a hatred value system.


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