When the nearby guests who were still watching saw Fang Jun, some of them immediately turned around and left without saying a word. A friend hurriedly stopped him and asked in surprise, "His second roommate visited a brothel, can we not visit it? Is it possible that he can do this?"
He is such a arrogant person that we have to stay away from him wherever he is?"
"Is this a matter of staying away? This guy is just a stick. Others come here to drink, have fun, sing and dance, but this guy comes here to fight. Even if you are not afraid of being provoked by him and beaten up, aren't you afraid of being sprayed all over by others watching?
Blood?"
The friend was immediately surprised and asked hurriedly, "Why is this so?"
"Why is this? This is pretty good! He got into fights several times, and was then taken to the Tai Chi Palace and beaten with sticks and whips by His Majesty the Emperor. Even those who fought with him were not able to get away with it. Don't you think?
Want to go to Tai Chi Palace to see the scenery and admire His Majesty the Emperor’s peerless majesty?”
The friend immediately shuddered and said, "You can't stay here for long, leave quickly, leave quickly!"
From the time Fang Jun dismounted until he walked to the gate, in just a few breaths, the bustling scene at the gate of Wenhua Building suddenly disappeared. Not only did the guests who left speed up their pace, but even the guests who had just arrived turned around and left in the blink of an eye.
At that time, the crowds were deserted and the carriages and horses were sparse...
The madam of the Wenhua Building was a beautiful girl who still had a charming charm. When she heard from the waiter that Fang Jun was coming, she hurriedly ran out to greet the nobleman. When she saw the scene before her, she felt like crying without tears.
Fang Er, Fang Er, we admit that you are an outstanding poet and a talented person. All the brothel singers and courtesans all over the world dream of having a night with you. But don’t you know that almost all brothels?
You are not welcome?
Especially the brothel in Pingkangfang, I wish I could give you a "no entry" sign...
But this is just a secret thought, who dares to say it in person?
Whoever dares to speak out must be prepared to have his brothel smashed to pieces...
But after all, they were welcoming professionals who were engaged in the flesh-and-blood business. Even though in their hearts they wanted to tie up Fang Erlang and throw him into the Weishui River so that he would never be able to set foot in a brothel again in this life, his face quickly adjusted.
, showed a bright and bright smile, and walked forward with a gust of fragrant wind. "Oh, no wonder the slave family saw magpies chirping in the treetops when they woke up this morning. It turns out that there is a noble person coming to the door!"
Still well-maintained, her slender and graceful body pressed close to him, her hands grasped one of Fang Jun's arms, and she placed the rich fruit on top, heavy...
Fang Jun twitched the corner of his mouth, glanced at this charming middle-aged lady, and wanted to take his arm out, but it didn't twitch.
I had no choice but to let it go and asked, "Which room is the second son of the British family in?"
As he spoke, he stepped into the lobby.
The madam then let go of one hand, raised the silk handkerchief and waved it, and said softly, "Girls, look, who is this noble person coming to the door? Why don't you hurry up and serve him!"
In the lobby, there are all kinds of birds, whether they are fat or thin, and they all seem to have good faces and figures. There was originally a lot of people singing, but now they saw Fang Jun who came in with the madam, they were all stunned, and then opened their mouths slightly.
, both frightened and nervous.
It is true that all girls hope to be favored by Fang Jun like Miss Mingyue of Zuixian Tower, who was lucky enough to be gifted a good poem, and their reputation skyrocketed from then on.
But everyone knew what happened to Miss Mingyue, and even the Zuixian Tower was almost closed down, which made everyone stay away from Fang Jun.
Throughout the ages, Fang Erlang is the only one who can write a poem that is sung all over the world, but which makes all the famous courtesans stay away from him.
Although we like good words, we also want to live well...
Seeing the scene where all the orioles and swallows in the hall were instantly petrified, Fang Jun himself felt a little embarrassed. After all, he knew the reason why he was not welcomed by the brothel. He quickly urged the madam, "Stop talking nonsense and take me there quickly."
The old bustard's heart trembled, and he quickly said with a smile, "Duke Yue, please come with me."
After saying that, he glared hard at all the girls in the hall.
Mom! What you do is the business of making smiles when greeting people and sending them off. Don’t you even know how to socialize? Even if you are worried that this young man will interfere with the business, you still have to show all the superficial courtesy with a smiling face, otherwise
Who knows if this guy might think he's been left out and just demolish our building?
A bunch of losers, waiting for me to deal with you later...
Passing through the lobby, there is a long corridor with bright crystal lamps on the walls. At the end of the long corridor, there is a cave, a spacious courtyard, with several exquisite and gorgeous paths hidden among the trees. They are well-proportioned. You can imagine every
In summer, the forest is dense and lush, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.
At this moment, the leaves are still all fallen, but it is not too desolate. The white snow covers the rockery pond in the courtyard, making it quiet and elegant.
The madam wanted to give him another ride. After all, no matter how unpopular he was with the brothel, he was still a popular figure. How could he not fawn over such a good opportunity?
Fang Jun was a little impatient. He freed his arms from the soft and straight arms, and asked with a cold face, "Which building are they in? Just point it out, and you can go there by yourself."
The madam was a little embarrassed, even more frightened, and did not dare to continue to pester her. She quickly pointed out a small building facing here.
Fang Jun nodded slightly and walked towards the small entrance of the building. Four or five soldiers behind him followed suit. When they arrived at the door of the small building, Fang Jun walked into the building. The soldiers looked around the door to check carefully, and then guarded the door.
The building was as warm as spring, and the sound of silk and bamboo orchestral music came from the second floor, mixed with unbridled shouting and laughter.
There were several long followers on the first floor. When they saw Fang Jun, they hurriedly came forward to greet him, "My husband has been waiting for the Duke of Yue for a long time."
Fang Jun nodded and climbed up the stairs to the second floor.
The music suddenly stopped.
"Oh, it turns out that the Duke of Yue is here, and we will pay you a courtesy..."
Li Siwen, who had a beard, stood up with a smile and pretended to come forward to greet him.
Zhang Xiangxiang, who was getting fairer and fatter by the side, shouted, "According to your official position, you have to pay homage to the Duke, so you have to bow your head to the ground and pay homage!"
Fang Jun then stood still with a smile, looked at Li Siwen and said, "Come on, come on, bow to me, and you will be rewarded."
Li Siwen froze there, unable to laugh or cry.
A large group of musicians and singers nearby saw his embarrassed look, and they all covered their mouths and laughed. However, their eyes looking at Fang Jun were mixed with excitement and fear.
After all, everyone knows that Fang Erlang’s brothel has an ugly history...
Qu Tuquan then waved and said, "Come on, Erlang will do this."
With that said, he pushed the singer away from his arms, moved to the side, and took a seat. There was no need to pay attention to the position of guest and host when the friends were together, so Fang Jun followed his lead and walked over to sit down.
Cheng Chubi, who was on the side of the saw-mouthed gourd, usually said nothing. He picked up the jug and poured a glass of wine, and moved a few snacks to Fang Jun within reach.
Li Siwen also sat back and asked with a smile, "The Wenhua Tower is not as powerful as the Zuixian Tower now. It's all because of the fact that it has an oiran who is good at singing, dancing, and proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Why don't we call him here to accompany us tonight?"
Let Erlang talk freely about poetry and spend the good times together?"
Fang Jun looked around and felt a little surprised, "Isn't it enough for you, Mr. Li, to let this oiran accompany you?"
Listening to Li Siwen's words, it was obvious that the oiran was not here.
Li Siwen smiled coquettishly and said, "That girl has a lot of personality. We already have guests today, so no matter who comes, they will never change rooms. There was someone who got in earlier, and there was nothing we could do about it, but your roommate Erlang is different.
That courtesan in the world doesn't want to have sex with you? Let's call someone over right now."
Fang Jun quickly raised his hand, "No, since people have their own rules, why force others to do something difficult? Let all these people go down too. We brothers haven't sat together for a long time to talk and drink together. Today is a good day, so I can relax a little bit."
He didn't dare to let Li Siwen call that oiran, because such a look would start a conflict. Although he had the nickname "Bangchui", the tempers of the people in front of him were not much better than his own. He couldn't tell where they were.
As soon as he refused, they felt that they were losing face, and another scuffle broke out...
As soon as Zhang Elephant saw it, he understood that Fang Jun had something to say today, so he quickly took out a piece of gold and stuffed it into the hands of the musician beside him, and said, "You divide the reward among yourselves. Let us brothers talk and go out."
"Here."
The musicians and singers quickly stood up and filed out with their instruments.
When there was no one else in the room except for the brothers, Fang Jun took a sip of wine and said slowly, "Brothers, have you thought about your own future?"