Red Sleeve Pavilion, located in the northwest of Tianchang City, is one of the few brothels with a literary and artistic atmosphere in Tianchang City. Most of the girls in this brothel are prostitutes who are not prostitutes, but the business is very prosperous, and many of them advertise

Literati who are "lustful but not lewd" are willing to order girls from Hongxiuge Pavilion to accompany them with wine and sing songs. People in the industry say that it gives Beier face.

As night fell, a tall, thin man wearing purple clothes and carrying an iron rod stood in front of the gate of Hongxiu Pavilion. He looked up at the big gold signboard of Hongxiu Pavilion and said to himself: "Hongxiu Pavilion, since you dare to call it Hongxiu Pavilion,

That must be because there are more beauties here? Is there a meaning of reading at night with red sleeves and fragrant flowers? It’s interesting, sir, I like it.”

A passing scholar waving a fan heard the man talking to himself, and looked at him with great disdain. As he walked, he muttered: "Crazy, there are not many beauties in the brothel, who will come? Everyone else goes to the brothel.

You come here to find happiness, but you come here and want some red sleeves to add fragrance. Why would you visit a brothel if you have such ideals? Really!"

The tall and thin man clearly heard what the scholar said, but he didn't care. He just grinned happily, and then swaggered into the Red Sleeve Pavilion. This brothel was also very arrogant. He stood at the door and watched for a long time, and then came out to greet the guests.

None of them, just a show of love or hate. Even if you stand at the yamen gate for such a long time, someone should come out and ask a few questions, right?

The tall and thin man touched his bearded chin and said with a smile: "Don't you think that your uncle Yulong is here to cause trouble with the stick? Ah, hahaha..." It turns out that this man is Yulong Xing

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Yu Long Xingkong stepped onto the carpet on the first floor of the Red Sleeve Pavilion, and then a welcoming girl came up to him with a smile on her face. The welcoming girl looked up and down at the man in purple, thinking that no one wearing a sword would visit a brothel.

It's rare, but this is the first time I've seen someone carrying an iron rod while visiting a brothel.

The girl who greeted guests had a charming smile on her face, and her charming voice was so sweet that she said, "Hey, sir, are there any girls you like in our Hongxiu Pavilion? If not, I will ask the girls to come out to pick up the guests!"

Yu Long Xingkong sat on a chair in the hall on the first floor, holding the stick aside, crossing his legs and smiling: "What a coincidence, uncle, I really have a good relationship with a Qinghuan in Hongxiu Pavilion, named Wanyu

Girl, the uncle is here for her today, please go and inform her!"

The welcoming girl Hong'er laughed and said with a look of disdain: "Oh, sir, you haven't been to our Hongxiu Pavilion for at least a month, right? If you want Du Wanyu's song, I'm afraid you have to go to the woodshed.

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Yu Long Xingkong was stunned for a moment, then slammed the table and said angrily: "What do you mean by this? Call you madam! You run a brothel. I'm here to have fun. I ordered a girl and you won't give it away."

, are you afraid that I won’t pay for the flower wine, sir?” As he spoke, he angrily threw over a small ingot worth two taels of silver.

The welcoming girl Hong'er took the money, her face immediately smiled like a flower, and said in a cooing voice: "Hey, uncle, you misunderstood, Hong'er didn't mean that! We are a brothel, and all we do is open the door.

In the business of welcoming guests, as long as there is money, it's all done by me. But this Du Wanyu, she scratched her face a month ago and her face has been disfigured. Now she can't sing, so she can only do some work in the woodshed, chopping firewood and carrying water.

chores."

Yulong Xingkong narrowed his eyes and looked at the welcoming girl named Hong'er, and slowly leaned back on the chair, "Then why did she scratch her face? Your old bustard, Mr. Turtle, must have abused her.

Otherwise, how could it be possible?"

Just as the welcoming girl Hong'er was about to reply,

A sinister voice came from the side, "Hong'er, you talk so much! I won't tear your mouth apart later!"

The girl Hong'er was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she quickly begged for mercy: "Aunt Qing, spare Hong'er, Hong'er doesn't dare to talk anymore!" As she said this, she clenched the money in her hand and wanted to walk out in despair.

"Hey, Hong'er, you little bitch, your wings are hard now, right? I want you to leave? How dare you leave!" A woman in palace makeup rushed out, grabbed Hong'er's sleeves, and tugged her pocket

He slapped his head hard and cursed: "I'm going to throw you into the woodshed soon. When guests come, you don't treat them well. You don't even pour a cup of tea. You just talk here!"

Hong'er didn't dare to cry loudly, but just begged for mercy: "Aunt Qing, Hong'er was wrong, Aunt Qing just spare Hong'er this time, Hong'er won't dare to do it again!" While crying, she looked at Yu

The dragon was flying in the air, his eyes seemed to be asking for help.

Yu Long Xingkong was indifferent. What did these rotten things in the brothel have to do with him? Besides, he really couldn't stand Hong'er's arrogant look when he mentioned Miss Wanyu. Yu Long Xingkong folded his arms in front of his chest and looked at the Qing

My aunt pulled her hair red and couldn't help but rejoice in others' misfortune.

After a long while, Yulong Xingkong sneered and said: "I'll give you face, so you can do just fine! You hit someone in front of me, who are you showing me? I'm here to have fun, uncle, and spend my money to buy some fun.

Are you here to see you teach the girl a lesson?"

The woman who was one of the top brothels in the past, known as Qingyi, turned her head and looked at the thin Yu Long Xingkong, with murderous intent looming on her face. In Tianchang Mansion, few people dared to act wild in Hongxiu Pavilion.

The Lord Sheriff also has to give Hongxiuge Pavilion three points of praise. After all, the real boss behind Hongxiuge Pavilion is Prince Qing Qiantui. Do you, a prostitute, really think of yourself as your master?

This guest didn't know it, so he ordered the girl Wanyu who broke the rules and scratched her face when she came in. And Hong'er, this damn bitch, is even more abominable. There are so many innocent and popular courtesans in Hongxiu Pavilion, so you don't recommend them to guests, but

The bad-mouthed person said that Wanyu has been disfigured. The rules of Hongxiuge Pavilion are not to disclose such information to guests. Didn't you break the rules of Hongxiuge Pavilion?

Mrs. Gongzhuang let go of Hong'er's hair and said with a smile: "It seems that this guest rarely comes to Hongxiu Pavilion, and he doesn't even understand the rules of Hongxiu Pavilion. Du Wanyu's appearance has been ruined.

I can't receive guests anymore. This bitch Hong'er is lax and talks nonsense. Aunt Qing, I'm going to teach her a lesson. This guest, you'd better not see anything about what happened tonight."

Yulong Xingkong laughed and asked with a joking face: "How can you, a brothel owner, have so many rules? Do you think this is the palace and you are the queen? You still dare to threaten me, okay, I will tell you

You, uncle, I saw everything today, what's going on?"

The lady in palace makeup gave a sinister laugh and said hello several times. It’s really hard to persuade the damn devil. If you want to die, I will do it for you! The lady in palace makeup clapped her hands, and two people came out of a room on the first floor of the brothel.

The sturdy man walked towards Yu Long Xingkong from left to right.

The two thugs were still two or three feet away from Yulong Xingkong. A strange thing happened. Several people's eyes were blurred. Two big men were slapped twice loudly. The one on the first floor of Hongxiu Pavilion

Several people vaguely saw that it was Yu Long Xingkong who took action, but when they looked at Yu Long Xingkong again, he was clearly sitting on his chair and not moving.

Yu Long Xingkong sat on the chair with a smile, twisted his neck and patted the dust on his hands, and said slowly: "Bah, so damn dirty! My surname is Yulong, uncle. I come from the Imperial Master's Mansion. Don't leave him alone."

Damn you! You pissed me off. I’ll send some people from the Imperial Prefect’s Mansion later to demolish the Red Sleeve Pavilion.

How do you explain to your master? Don’t kneel down and beg me when the time comes!"

Aunt Qing, a woman in palace makeup, was shocked when she saw Yu Long Xingkong's skills. When she heard the words "Guoshifu", her expression changed. She really couldn't afford to offend this, and no one in Tianchang City could afford to offend.

Even if the master, Prince Qing himself, comes to the Imperial Master's Mansion, it won't work.

This Aunt Qing was also determined not to suffer the immediate loss. She immediately changed her face and said resentfully: "Oh, sir, since you are an honored guest from the Imperial Prefect's Mansion, why didn't you tell me earlier!" Then she turned around.

He scolded the two thugs and Miss Hong'er, "We have a distinguished guest here, why don't you leave quickly?"

While speaking polite words and teasing to ease the awkward atmosphere, he led Yu Long Xingkong into a quiet and elegant tea room, carrying a fruit plate and pouring tea, "Uncle Yulong, look, our young and beautiful Hongxiu Pavilion

There are many girls, including the top ones, Miss Chu, Miss Xiao, Miss Yu from the Qing Dynasty, Miss Ling..."

Yulong Xingkong interrupted her and said coldly: "I have heard for a long time that Miss Wanyu is excellent in both sex and art. Now even if her appearance is disfigured and her sex is gone, her skills are always there. Please ask Miss Wanyu to come and give her a gift."

I'll sing a song, and I'll pretend that what happened tonight never happened, and I won't pursue it any further."

Aunt Qing, one of the top names in Hongxiu Pavilion in the past, has hatred and anger in the corner of her eyes and brows. This Yulong is really ungrateful. He doesn't order so many beautiful girls in Hongxiu Pavilion, but insists on calling an ugly ghost with a disfigured face.

While singing, the middle-aged Aunt Qing stood up helplessly, "Uncle Yulong, if Wanyu's ugly appearance scares you later, you can't blame me, this is your own choice!"

Yu Long Xingkong waved his hands impatiently, "Go, go, hurry up and call Miss Wanyu. Even if you scare me to death, I don't blame you!"

After a cup of tea, the door of the tea room was pushed open, and a graceful girl wearing a veil and holding a pipa came in, said a blessing to Yulong Xingkong, and sat on the chair opposite to tune the strings.

, ready to play music. Yulong Xingkong suddenly said loudly: "The eavesdropper on the right side of the door, it's best to stay away. Sir, I hate it when someone eavesdrops when we are talking!"

Then he heard the sound of someone walking away, Yulong Xingkong snorted, then smiled and said to the veiled girl: "Miss Wanyu, please take off your veil, it won't be a problem."

The girl hesitated for a moment, then slowly lifted up the veil. Yu Long Xingkong saw that there were scars on the girl's hand when she lifted up the veil, and on the originally pretty face under the veil, there were two scars scratched with a knife that were shocking! Yu Long Xingkong

Kong sighed and suddenly asked: "Miss Wanyu, brother Jin Yunzhang asked me to bring you a letter. Do you want to read it?"

Du Wanyu, who had been silent since entering the room, suddenly started shaking violently, and could hardly hold the pipa. After a while, he whispered: "Mr. Yulong, please tell Mr. Jin Xianggong for me that Wanyu and him will be together in this life."

No chance."

Yulong Xingkong leaned gently on the back of the chair and said in a calm voice: "You'd better tell him this in person. Now you might as well tell me what's the reason for the injury on your face?"

Du Wanyu said with a trembling voice, "Originally, I wanted five hundred taels of silver to redeem my life, but the fourth son of Duke Zheng's mansion insisted on spending one thousand taels of silver to redeem me as a concubine. The madam was greedy for money, so I had no choice but to scratch my face.

, and completely wiped out his thoughts."

Yulong Xingkong nodded, suddenly sat up straight, and said apologetically: "Miss Wanyu, I'm sorry that I, Yulong Xingkong, came a step late. When I come this time, I will redeem you and send you to Jiangzhou.
Chapter completed!