Zhao Yan and Qinglong had just walked into the Zangchun Pavilion. Before they could lift their feet to go upstairs, they were stopped by an enthusiastic young lady.
To say he was greeting them, it would be better to say he was stopping them.
"My young master has admired Miss Yinyin's name for a long time, so he came here today to have a look at her beauty."
Qinglong took a step forward and said.
"Keke, it turns out I'm here for Yin Yin, hahaha."
I heard that Zhao Yan also wanted to date Yinyin, and that little lady laughed so hard that she even made Zhao Yan laugh.
"It's a trivial matter, not respectful."
Zhao Yan is well versed in the philosophy of human nature and winked at Qinglong.
Qinglong understood and took out a silver ingot from the bag on his shoulder and stuffed it into the little lady's little hand.
"Since this young master understands the rules so well and the sisters don't hide anything from each other, I'm afraid that the young master's trip today has been in vain."
As the saying goes, a cannibal is short-tongued and soft-handed. Since you have accepted bribes from others, you have to do things for them.
"Why is this?"
Zhao Yan took a step closer and asked.
However, the young lady remained silent and kept playing with the coins with her two little hands, as if she was a little absent-minded and did not hear Zhao Yan's inquiry just now.
"Blue Dragon."
Zhao Yan's face condensed slightly and he was already unhappy.
Damn it, I didn't make a penny when I traveled through time. I just borrowed this money from a few Dragon Guards.
As an empress, why did Jiang Lingyue forget to give her husband pocket money?
Qinglong rolled his eyes, feeling the junior sister's mood at this moment.
When it comes to relationships, this man is just prostitution for free.
"Take it."
Qinglong angrily hit the young lady's hand with a silver ingot.
"Oh, what a lot of strength."
The young lady was also a little upset, but as soon as she saw the white money, a chrysanthemum bloomed again, extremely gorgeous.
"Young Master, today the Crown Prince of Zhengxi comes to Zangchun Pavilion and invites everyone by name to perform a dance. If you don't give up, I can find any girl to play with and it won't be in vain."
"That's right, our girl from Zangchun Pavilion is one of the best in the world. You will know it once you try her, hahaha."
The young lady hid her face and smiled. She didn't know whether she was laughing at Zhao Yantuo for wanting to snatch a woman from Prince Zhengxi, or because he was ignorant of current affairs and didn't even know the foundation of Cangchun Pavilion.
"What is a try?"
Zhao Yan obviously understood the secret and deliberately turned his head to tease Qinglong Dao.
"Master, business matters are more important."
Qinglong's face turned red from holding back, like a overripe crab, but he didn't dare to anger his master, so he had to make excuses to interrupt.
"Call the old bustard here."
Zhao Yan originally looked curious. He had never seen such a battle before. Before time travel, he had only heard about it in literary and artistic works.
When we see it today, we know that people in ancient times had a really high interest in life.
I originally wanted to have some fun, but Qinglong's rigidity made me look serious.
"Why don't this young master have some flower wine to warm up his body first, and then find some flower girls to have fun? Why don't you call me here?"
The old bustard was a little displeased. He had just served Prince Zhengxi, but before he could take a rest, Qinglong snatched him over.
The Madam's personal thugs were actually vulnerable to a single blow, and all of them fell down within one move.
It was really like killing a pig, and the fat old bustard was so frightened that he lost three of his souls.
"Qinglong must not be reckless."
Zhao Yan didn't expect Qinglong to be violent.
"Son."
Qinglong patted the empty robe with a sad look on his face, thinking that even if he had sex for free, there had to be a limit, and even a small amount of money had to be exchanged for his life.
Zhao Yan understood and secretly complained that you were stingy. What can I do with you if I have money? You can't just throw the money away and it's over.
"Mom, take a step to speak."
Zhao Yan said this, and the old madam did not dare to disobey her. After all, the vulgar thug Qinglong was watching her from the side.
As long as Qinglong doesn't bleed and spend money, it doesn't matter if he bleeds himself or bleeds others.
"What are you doing?"
Although the old madam kept asking questions, her body was honest and she followed Zhao Yan's footsteps and moved to a corner.
"Arrange a meeting for me with Yin Yin."
As Zhao Yan spoke, he revealed the gold medal given to him by Jiang Lingyue.
There is no way, who made him poor? If he has no money to open a road, he can only use force to suppress people.
Fortunately, the eye sockets were relatively strong, so the Madam's eyes almost popped out.
This is not because of the dazzling golden light, but because the word "holy" is clearly written on the gold medal, implying that the person holding the gold medal is a close minister of His Majesty.
Although the imperial edict cannot leave the capital, its deterrent effect on small places like Zangchun Pavilion is self-evident.
"Sir, are you asking for a prostitute on your orders?"
The old bustard thought that his life was not in vain. He had seen people who killed people on orders, was promoted on orders, and was the first to see people who prostituted for free on orders.
"Stop talking nonsense and arrange a meeting with Yinyin immediately."
Since the old madam knows the goods, Zhao Yan is also willing to show off, and in an instant, the showman gets the best of him, and starts his shameless prostitution show.
"Oh, it's hard to die."
The old madam stamped her feet anxiously.
Naturally, she didn't dare to offend Zhao Yan when he asked for prostitutes, but she couldn't afford to offend Prince Zhengxi, the madam of a brothel.
"My lord, to be honest, Prince Zhengxi is sitting in the Fengyue Pavilion on the top floor, waiting to summon Yin Yin."
The old madam had no choice but to kick the difficult problem to Zhao Yan like a ball.
Zhao Yan frowned, and Qinglong immediately understood.
A sharp broken blade, emitting a threatening cold light, suddenly appeared on the old bustard's neck.
"Oh my mother, my lord, my crime will not lead to death."
The old bustard has seen the world, but he has never seen such a real life-threatening scene.
I was so frightened that a stream of heat slid down my crotch and fell between my feet.
The fat body is like a big meat ball that trembles and hugs non-stop.
"I am conducting a private visit incognito. Anyone who dares to maliciously leak my secrets will be killed without mercy."
Zhao Yan came close to the old madam's ear fiercely, and deliberately lowered his voice to threaten.
"I understand, I understand."
The old bustard was so frightened that his old face was as pale as an A4 sheet of paper.
"Do you know how to do it?"
Qinglong added another fire method.
"I know, I know, sir, just drink some flower wine upstairs and leave the rest to me."
Fat Ball forgot how to leave, and seemed to have rolled to the backstage on his hands and knees.
As expected, the old bustard did not dare to break his promise, and Zhao Yan and Zhao Yan were warmly led into an elegant high pavilion by the welcome guests.
The interior is magnificent, just like a royal family.
"Sir, please be patient. Miss Yinyin will be here soon."
The greeter smiled and behaved generously. He invited Zhao Yan to sit at the front seat, and the maids and servants immediately presented him with rare delicacies from mountains and seas.
"Brother eat."
Zhao Yan said enthusiastically.
Could it be that the paralyzed man was worried that the old bustard would poison him and asked me to test the poison on him?
Qinglong curled his lips and picked up a piece of meat and started chewing it.