Lu Fang could walk on the road to Zuihua Tower with his eyes closed, because the unlucky guy was a frequent visitor there in the past.
Apart from Zuihua Tower, there are not many other places for entertainment in Ningyuan County.
It's just that although the unlucky guy used to go there often, he has never been able to catch the beauty of Miss Youxi. Because Miss Youxi is a pure coward, the kind who only sells his art but not his body.
Moreover, he has a somewhat aloof personality and always keeps a respectful distance from dudes like Lu Fang. Although he may be polite on the surface, he may not think highly of him in his heart.
Lu Fang thought about Miss Youxi's soft face, which really made him feel a little itchy. The unlucky guy didn't suffer the consequences of his second brother, but before he traveled through time, he was a very good boy.
Go to Zuihua Tower.
"Hey, Mr. Lu is here. Please come in quickly."
As soon as he entered the door, the madam came to greet Lu Fang, with a smile like a daisy, and the pink swish fell down, "Today, there are two lovely people, some are young, do you want to take a look?
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The unlucky man in the past was considered the God of Wealth of Zuihua House, and he basically contributed most of his monthly expenses here.
It's natural for the madam to be enthusiastic about him. And she knows that this guy has a hobby, that is, every newcomer wants to try something new.
If it is a young child, it is even more willing to spend a lot of money.
But today, Lu Fang disappointed her and said, "I am here to see Miss Youxi. My brothers have already made arrangements for me?"
The madam was stunned for a moment, then said: "It's arranged, it's arranged, please come upstairs."
Only then did she realize that the young ladies who had asked Miss Youxi to accompany them for drinks were originally prepared for Lu Fang.
I am inevitably disappointed.
Although Miss Youxi is the oiran of Zuihualou, she is only accompanying her to drink and play music. The price is far lower than that of the newly arrived young children.
Except for people like Lu Fang, few people can afford to consume such young children. In other words, they are unwilling to consume.
The old bustard secretly muttered to himself that this lewd and hungry ghost might have changed his gender today, and then he led Lu Fang to the private room upstairs.
There was already a faint sound inside.
Lu Fang opened the door, and the first thing that caught his eye was the woman sitting in the middle of the room playing the piano.
She has a soft body, excellent appearance, and her red lips are slightly red. Her beautiful eyebrows are slightly frowned, and her bright eyes seem to be shy and resentful, with endless words to say.
This is the little lady Youxi. It seems so intuitively that she is even more stunning than in memory.
Jiangnan women, weak willows and Fufeng, this is probably what they say.
In terms of beauty alone, Chen Youxi is only half a point inferior to Liang Siqi, Princess Rongwang.
Lu Fang's lips curled up into a smile, "Brothers, how happy are you guys?"
In the private room, Wang Sidong, He Chengcai and others each held in their arms a charming and beautiful woman in vaguely dressed clothes. They were all the prostitutes of Zuihualou.
The Qing hustlers are good at performing arts but not their lives, while the red husbands are proficient in playing, playing and singing.
"Brother Fang, we are not waiting for you anymore."
He Chengcai laughed and then pointed to the vacant seat next to him, "But we have invited Miss Youxi for you. Whether you can kiss Fangze today depends on you!"
They all knew that Lu Fang had thoughts about Miss Youxi, but they had never succeeded.
Miss Youxi, who was playing the piano, seemed not to have heard the teasing sound and had no reaction at all.
"Thank you, thank you very much."
Lu Fang cupped his hands and said, "It's the brothers who care about me the most! Unlike my brother, who actually let me hang in front of the government office for a whole day."
As he spoke, he walked to his seat and sat down.
"You guys are having a good time drinking, so I'll go down first."
Seeing Lu Fang sit down, the madam said with a smile, and then walked outside.
With You Xi here, Lu Fang would definitely not call her "Hongguo'er" again. She knew this well.
Lu Fang sat leisurely, shaking his head to the music of Miss Youxi, "The beauty is playing the piano, and the wine is in hand, so happy... so happy..."
"Ha ha."
He Chengcai smiled again, "Come on, brothers, let's toast Brother Fang. Congratulations to Brother Fang for escaping from the catastrophe."
But only Lu Fang noticed that there was a hint of disgust in Miss Youxi's eyes.
He didn't say anything, he just drank with He Chengcai and others.
After Miss Youxi finished her song, she patted the seat next to her and said, "Miss Youxi, come over and have a few drinks with me."
No one is surprised.
Miss Youxi did not surprise Lu Fang. She stood up and saluted Yingying and said: "Mr. Lu, please forgive me. Youxi is feeling a little unwell today. I'm afraid she can't drink."
She had never given Lu Fang any chance to take advantage before.
"Ha ha!"
"Brother Lu, there is nothing we can do to help you."
He Chengcai and others laughed again.
Lu Fang smiled indifferently, "If you can't drink, then you won't drink. Isn't it okay to come over and talk to me?"
This made Youxi stunned.
Although Lu Fang always wanted to get close to her in the past, after being rejected by her, he would be wise and stop getting involved. Today, why does it seem that his temper has changed?
Aren't you afraid of being rude to the beautiful lady?
This really made her feel a little worried about gain and loss.
At this moment, He Chengcai suddenly changed the topic, "Brother Fang, you haven't told us yet, what's going on with those two poems of yours!"
Lu Fang sneered in his heart.
He Chengcai also had thoughts about Youxi. Although he concealed it very well, he could still infer it from the unlucky man's memory.
He no longer pestered Youxi and said, "I really wrote those two poems myself."
"ha!"
He Chengcai smiled and said: "Brother Fang, please don't hide it from your brothers. Who knows how much ink we have in our stomachs?"
Wang Sidong and others also started laughing.
"Believe it or not!"
Lu Fang said: "I'm not here to discuss poetry with you today. No matter how good the poem is, what's better than a beautiful woman? What's better than a fine wine? Isn't that right?"
"Yes, yes, yes."
"Brother Lu is indeed a sweetheart!"
But at this moment, a sharp voice suddenly sounded from downstairs, "Is Lu Fang also talented in poetry? Hey, I wrote those two poems for him."
"It's a pity, it's a pity, so he gave me a little bit of silver. And then he used these two poems to escape death, and he was even called a poetic genius by the princess."
"Brother Ke, did Lu Fang really buy those two poems from you?"
"Brother Ke, I'm afraid you're bragging! Even the great Confucians of the day may not be able to write those two poems!"
"Do I need to lie to you? Those are my two most proud poems. If they weren't written by me, could they be written by Lu Fang?"
"this……"
The private room suddenly became quiet.
Miss Youxi glanced at Lu Fang, with a look of disgust in her eyes.
She also knew about Lu Fang's poetry. It turned out that he had bought it. It was ridiculous that Lu Fang still refused to admit it.
Lu Fang was also surprised. He had just arrived at Zuihua Tower and someone came to slap him in the face?
He glanced deeply at He Chengcai, who was smiling.
He Chengcai also looked at him and said: "Brother Fang, this..."
"Bullshit!"
Lu Fang suddenly cursed: "Do I need to buy poems? Brothers, let's see how I humiliate this poor man."
After that, he got up and walked outside.
[The author has something to say]
You might as well guess the identity of this young lady Youxi and why she ended up in Ningyuan County.