Seeing this, Mu Qianyu quickly smoothed things over for him, saying: "How can you say it is insulting to politeness? There is nothing more elegant in this world than having a beautiful woman by your side, with red sleeves adding fragrance."
The scholars around him nodded one after another, and one of them said: "This brother is still knowledgeable and knowledgeable."
Xiang Ziyou was a little stunned when he heard this. Mr. Futai knew it very well, but she, a girl, didn't know where she knew this from.
After landing this time, Mu Qianyu went directly to the main building and did not go to Miss Yunzhai's place. After all, it was just for a meal.
But things didn't seem to go her way. As soon as she showed up, a girl exclaimed: "Master Zhang, isn't this Mr. Zhang? Please come in quickly."
Xiang Ziyou followed confusedly, wondering whether Mr. Futai is still a regular customer?
"Master Zhang hasn't been here for a while. It's been more than a month, but he's so worried about the girl Yun Zai." The old madam stepped forward and said very attentively.
When the poem came out last time, the whole Jiangning Prefecture was in a sensation, and the monks and talented people almost leveled the threshold of Yuncui Tower.
Yunzai's net worth also skyrocketed overnight. Although the night of combing has disappeared, people are still willing to pay hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones just to spend a good night together.
However, this girl is stubborn, but fortunately, the more she hangs on everyone, the more she has an appetite. Even the seats that sit in the small building and listen to the pipa every day can earn a hundred spiritual stones, which is a lot of money.
And this all depends on a poem by Mu Qianyu. If we can retain such a talented person, why worry about the income not skyrocketing.
"Well, I'm a little busy." Mu Qianyu said a little embarrassed. She still underestimated her recognition. If she knew that she could be recognized at a glance, she would not come.
"So today, Mr. Zhang, are you going to go to Yunzai's place, or are you going to invite other girls to accompany you?" the madam asked even more earnestly.
"To be honest, I just came here to have a meal."
"Then please invite me to the third floor. There is the most spacious private room there. I will take you up." The old bustard waved away Mr. Turtle who was approaching him and took Mu Qianyu upstairs.
So the two of them quickly sat in the elegant room. The room could accommodate about twenty or thirty people. Opening the window, they had a panoramic view of the river. The evening breeze blew in, making it extremely cool.
There is no need to order, all the delicacies that are served are the delicacies of Yun Cui Lou, and in the words of the madam, they are all filial piety to her.
Xiang Ziyou was so impressed by this series of operations that he grinned from ear to ear. He was a native of Jiangning. He knew that Yun Cui Lou, a Xiaojin Cave, recognized money but not people, but he never expected that Mr. Futai would be so charming.
He was now very curious about what poems Mr. Futai had written before.
"You can ask anyone in a while. They should all know." Mu Qianyu said while eating. I have to say that the food in Yun Cui Lou is really delicious.
If she was willing to spend money, it would be the best thing to poach the cook here.
While he was eating, the door was pushed open again. The Madam smiled at Mu Qianyu and said, "Young Master Zhang must have someone to serve you. I have brought all the oirans in the building here. I will keep any of you who can sleep."
Before Mu Qianyu could refuse, she saw the girls filing in. When they turned their heads to salute, she glanced at them and saw that they were all extremely stunning beauties.
Of course, there was a familiar face among them. Over there was Miss Yunzai, who had been staring at her with resentment and grievance since she came in.
Thinking that I hadn't been here for a month, I felt a little guilty at the moment. I originally wanted to invite everyone out, but I couldn't say the words.
The old bustard noticed the look on the side and asked with a smile: "Then please ask Miss Yunzai to stay and serve you?"
"Yeah." Mu Qianyu could only nod.
The other oirans looked disappointed, and finally focused on Xiang Ziyou. In any case, it would be good to be close to Mr. Zhang.
But Xiang Ziyou shook his head repeatedly, making everyone burst into laughter.
After the old bustard closed the door, Yun Zai still stood there, lowering his head and sobbing softly: "Young master still dislikes the slave family, right?"
Xiang Ziyou looked at Yunzai without blinking, and felt heartbroken when he heard her cry for no reason. How could such a beautiful woman bear to make her sad?
"What do you say? It's unfair." Mu Qianyu scratched his head and explained.
"Then why did the young master not come to see the slave family for so long, and why did he not go to the slave family when he came?" Yun Zai said and raised his head again, asking sadly: "Is the slave family not serving you well?"
"Of course it's not your fault, it's just that I'm a little busy." Mu Qianyu also dealt with it forcefully.
Seeing her awkward look, Yun Zai burst into tears and smiled. He took the initiative to sit next to her and said, "The slave will pour wine for the young master. The young master must stay in the slave's room tonight."
"Ahem, cough, cough..." Xiang Ziyou choked on his saliva. Although he was still young, he had never heard such explicit words before, so he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.
Yunzai then looked over and said, "There is another young master here, Mr. Zhang, wouldn't you introduce me to the slave family?"
"This is my friend, just call him Young Master."
Yun Zai then bowed uprightly and said, "Sir, it's time for me to be polite."
Xiang Ziyou felt that his face was flushed to the roots of his ears. Because he stood up too hard, he kicked down the stool under his feet.
"Girl, you are polite." His voice was slightly hoarse and stuttering.
Yunzai immediately covered his lips and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, your friend is so interesting."
"Yeah." Mu Qianyu responded in a low voice, thinking only about how to escape tonight.
It's definitely not okay to explain your identity, or else just say that you're not good enough?
Yun Zai heard her mediocre voice and thought she was jealous. He quickly put his arms around her neck, hung his arms on her chest, and said softly: "But in Yun Zai's heart, the young master is the best."
"Someone is here, don't make trouble." Mu Qianyu took off her arm with great effort.
Yun Zai chuckled, leaned into her ear and said, "There are only two of us in the room tonight. It's time for Young Master to comb Yun Zai's hair."
"Ahem." Xiang Ziyou didn't know why, but he always choked on his saliva today.
Mu Qianyu blinked and said, "I have something to leave tonight, so I'll come here."
She stood up as she spoke.
"Sir..." Yun Zai's eyes were red again when he stood up again: "You won't leave and never come again."
She didn't know why, but she just had such a premonition.
"To be honest, my hometown is not here. I have to leave now, so I won't delay the girl." Mu Qianyu said what he had just thought of.
"Where is the young master's home? I will go find you when Yun Zai saves enough money to redeem himself." Yun Zai asked again. She felt respected the first time she got along with this young man. The man in front of her really regarded her as his own.
What people see is what she has believed in her whole life.
Mu Qianyu didn't expect the game to be so big, so he decided that he would confess to her once the golden-eyed beast had a clear origin, so he said: "It's not like I won't come all the time. I will definitely come back next time when I come to practice.