The speaker was an old man in his fifties. He was well-dressed and could be considered a man from a wealthy family. However, even he spoke so highly of ***. Meng Xinghe was curious about where *** was and why ordinary people couldn't go there. Woolen cloth.
After bidding farewell to the old man, I came to the front door of the brothel not long after. Compared with the brothel next to it, this brothel did seem deserted. There was no lady waiting outside the door, and there was no noisy laughter inside, only a faint The sound of silk and bamboo orchestras could be heard faintly, but many elegant people outside the door stopped in front of the door. They could only look at the two-story red building in the distance, wishing they could spread their wings and fly in.
With these melancholy expressions on their faces, they immediately burst into laughter after seeing Meng Xinghe, who was wearing a poor blue shirt, step into the bathroom with one foot.
"This country bumpkin came from the countryside, and he actually dared to enter a high-end place like a ***. I guess he is either a lunatic or a fool. He might be taken out soon."
"Brother Bai, I heard that last time you broke into a police station on the pretext of being drunk. How was it? Did you see Miss Xiaowu? I'm afraid the people inside may have thrown you out."
A group of idle young men were standing in front of the hotel, talking and laughing, but their eyes were extremely jealous of the green-shirted scholar who had the courage to break into the hotel. They each sighed a few times, waving their folding fans and walked in. There is a brothel next door.
The young man in gray clothes who had delivered the message earlier saw Meng Xinghe suddenly appear in front of the door. He already half-bowed and quickly came to Meng Xinghe and said: "Mr. Meng, please come upstairs. The little dancing girl is waiting for you above. Please." Follow the path of the villain,"
Meng Xinghe made a gesture of greeting and then followed the young man in gray up the stairs covered with red carpets, slowly walking towards the second floor.
"Mr. Meng, this is where Miss Xiaowu usually dances. The master has given instructions, so I won't go in. Mr. Meng, please come inside." Meng Xinghe was brought to a room. The young man in gray clothes had already pushed Meng Xinghe. Open the door and make a gesture of inviting you in.
Meng Xinghe was not polite, thanked the young man in gray clothes, and then opened the door and went in.
There were four people in the room. The moment the door was pushed open, they were already looking at the door. When they saw a man wearing a green shirt walking in, they looked confused at first, and then there was a rare look on their faces. smile.
Meng Xinghe also saw these four people. Based on his experience in brothels for several years, he also knew that Miss Xiaowu’s appointment was just a cover for others to want to see him, so when he saw these four people, Meng Xinghe didn’t have any surprise on his face. , but he smiled calmly and said: "Could it be that the four of you are also the guests of Miss Xiao Wu? Hey, this old man is really in high spirits, with a youthful face and a youthful appearance, and his interest has not diminished. He is simply getting stronger and full of energy, which makes us juniors feel overwhelmed." , I have to be impressed,”
Looking at the old man with silver hair and white eyebrows in front of him, Meng Xinghe secretly sighed that this world is really ironic. Such an old man comes to a place like this for entertainment. Can he do it? It won't be a waste of money. Find someone else. Let’s replace it with something to satisfy our cravings.
"Haha," the old man laughed, "This must be Mr. Meng from Taoyuan. If you are looking for flowers and asking willows, let alone an old man, even the three around me are no match for Mr. Meng."
It seems that this person knows my name, Mr. Hualiu, so he likes me and leads me to ***. This is really well-intentioned. If you know yourself and the enemy, you will be victorious in any battle. Meng Xinghe smiled and said: "Where, if you are here You read that right, the young man sitting next to the old man is the young master Hou Junji, who is known as a talented scholar in the Tang Dynasty. Moreover, the young master Hou was also the number one scholar in the academic examination last year. These two points are... I am so small that Mr. Hualiu can compare with me,"
Meng Xinghe had already seen the young man in white sitting next to the old man. It was the person he met with the lady when he first arrived at the Imperial College that day. Later, after being reminded by Elizabeth, he saw the pre-examination notice posted at the gate of the Imperial College last year. Of course, the person on the top ten red list recognized last year's number one scholar at a glance, but Meng Xinghe's eyes did not stay on the number one scholar. Instead, he looked at the other two people beside him.
These two people, both in appearance and demeanor, are among the best among men, and they are all top-notch in dress, especially the young man in gold. He glanced at Meng Xinghe arrogantly, and then turned his gaze to the stage in the distance with an expression on his face. Quite arrogant.
Without saying hello to the two of them, Meng Xinghe just smiled and sat on the empty seat left for him and said, "What kind of dance is there?"
"Neon dress dance, this is created by the little dancing girl herself. I wonder if it can be judged by Mr. Meng?" She thought the scholar in blue was more interesting. Another young man sitting next to Mr. Meng in gold said with a smile: "I just heard the prince talk about it. Speaking of what happened to Mr. Meng in Jiangdu, there is nothing that is not thrilling, but what I admire the most is that the young master was willing to give up his bright future and give up taking the scientific examination for Miss Lu of the Yushi Mansion. I wonder which man in the world would be so sincere, Brother Junji , if Miss Du also encountered something like Miss Lu, would you give up the scientific examination and go to rescue him?"
Turning the conversation to Hou Junji, the top scholar in Jinke, the man laughed proudly. Hou Junji did not hesitate to give in and counterattacked: "Brother Chai, the scholar, farmer, industrialist, why is this businessman's status so low? But there are some things in this world. People just don't know it, and they are still complacent about doing that despicable business, which is simply bringing shame on themselves."
"It's better to humiliate yourself than to stick to what you stole. I heard that someone seemed to have cheated on the scientific examination last year. I wonder if this is true. Brother Junji, do you know?"
Bang, Hou Junji became furious, stood up with a whoosh and said: "Chai Yuan, please keep your mouth clean,"
"Haha, brother Junji said that I am a businessman, and businessmen only rely on their mouths to make their living. Sometimes it is inevitable that they are not very clean, but it will never change. Thank you very much for your concern, brother Junji." Even if Hou Junji pointed at his nose The young man named Chai Yuan responded without changing his face. He was so competitive with Chai Shao. Both of them had the surname Chai, and they were both businessmen. I don’t know which method was smarter.
Ahem, seeing the two of them fighting, their faces turned red. The silver-haired old man coughed twice and said with a smile: "Master Chai and Master Hou always like to bicker. Master Meng, please don't take it personally."
"Where, if you don't "fight", you won't be affectionate. If you fight more, you might still be able to have feelings for each other." Meng Xinghe did not get involved and said with a smile, "I don't know which one of them is the little dancing girl. I would like to meet her." As soon as I saw her,"
"It seems that Mr. Meng is more impatient than us," the old man smiled and said: "In order to dance an eye-catching song and dance in front of Mr. Meng, the little dancing girl has already gone down to prepare, so none of the people dancing on the stage are .
How could Meng Xinghe dare to be a big man? He smiled neither humble nor arrogantly and said: "I am just a little scholar in front of everyone. How can I receive such high courtesy? I am honored to be a guest in *** today. I am already flattered. Here, I He's just a guest, how can a guest surpass the host? Even the little dancing girl was invited by the host to entertain him, but I don't have the courage."
In a rare moment of modesty for Meng Xinghe, the old man burst out laughing. He suddenly turned his head, looked out the door and clapped his hands a few times. He had already seen the young man in gray clothes coming in with a carved sandalwood box.
"Mr. Meng is a talented and virtuous man. This little thought is a gift to the king. Don't shirk it." The old man said and opened the box. There were ten pieces of the same size neatly placed inside. The bright night pearl, about the size of a child's fist, suddenly brightened the originally dark room.
Why did he meet a prince again and sell such valuable things? Meng Xinghe was not a person who was blind to money, so he tactfully excused himself: "The prince loves you very much. As the saying goes, no reward will be paid for no merit. I am stupid and cannot guess the prince's intentions. Why?" Please make it clear, Your Majesty,"
He didn't agree or refuse. This kind of answer is the best strategy. The prince laughed and said: "I heard that the young master went to the military camp of the left army a few days ago and played tricks on that old monster Qin Shubao. This is enough to prove Young Master is a man of great foresight. If Young Master doesn’t mind, how about joining my army on the right as a staff officer? I will never wrong Young Master and join the Fire-headed Army.”
The prince had already handed the box containing the luminous pearl to Meng Xinghe. His expression was quite eager for talent. It was much prettier than Qin Shubao's stern and rigid face, and his words were not loud, but rather pleading. This was simply It's a sense of superiority with different treatment. If you have to choose, this prince's conditions are quite good. Not only can he get the Night Pearl, but he can also be a staff general. After careful calculation, it is relatively good.
Sure enough, he wanted to recruit someone. Meng Xinghe had made some guesses before coming here, but he was just not sure. Looking at the light shining from the night pearl, if he hadn't already wanted to leave Chang'an, he would have considered taking bribes. , but my heart only looks towards the bright moon, and everything is of no use. Meng Xinghe sighed and said: "It's not that I won't accept the prince's gift. I really have something to hide. Please forgive me, the prince."
After all, he is a prince. He won't be able to stay in Chang'an for long, so don't offend him yet. Meng Xinghe is not interested in these temptations at all. His biggest wish is to return to Jiangdu and become a small official. His father-in-law will resist him. Living a life of wives and concubines is his highest ideal, and peace and stability are his blessings.
The prince never imagined that Meng Xinghe's ideal was so "great". He still did not give up and said: "Young master, if you have any unspeakable secrets, just say it. I think that with my humble face, there is nothing in the world that I cannot achieve." matter,"
This damn old man has to force me to a dead end before he gives up. He must not let anyone know about his return to Jiangdu. Making up stories is Meng Xinghe’s greatest specialty. Without thinking, he said fluently: " To be honest, our Meng family has been born in the military for generations, but since my father and grandfather died on the battlefield, my mother asked me to make a promise in front of the ancestor's memorial tablet to give up martial arts and become civilized. I will never serve in the military camp again in this life. First of all, it’s not that I don’t agree with the prince, it’s that I don’t dare to break my original oath, be an unfaithful, unfilial and unjust person, and be despised by the world.”
When Luo Feng was brought out as a living example, the prince believed it. However, the gift given could not be taken back. The prince still smiled and gave the box to Meng Xinghe and said: "Since Mr. Meng cannot enter the military camp in his life, then he will be a member of my palace." Staff, this is a civil servant, and I will never treat the young master badly, what do you think?"
This damn old man didn't want to let me go, so Meng Xinghe slapped his head and made up a story again: "Oh, I forgot, the wise king also said this a few days ago, Your Majesty, do you know the wise king? I remember I seemed to have promised him at that time,"