Mother Yu looked at the ingot of gold, and then quickly glanced at Yuan Feng, and she had some concerns in her heart. She did not take the gold ingot and said with a smile: "The guest has a deep love for our girl Ziyuan. The slave family should try its best to arrange this.
I don’t dare to accept the gold. I will come here often to take care of the slave’s business.” After saying this, he gave Zhang Tietou a wink and went away with a smile.
This red-sleeved trick is good at doing business. If an ordinary madam is not excited when she sees the gold, she would have already put it in her arms and promised. But this jade mother is unmoved. It can be seen that she is a sophisticated person and is definitely not a short-sighted person.
Mother Yu came out of the Dunhuang private room, feeling secretly happy in her heart. These old Gansu servants are big fat sheep. They will reward them with gold ingots. This time they can reach it. I will get some girls to coax them later. If they can
It's a small sum.
It's really strange to come today. Just now, two guests came and ordered Ziyuan directly. Now nine more guests came and wanted to be served by Ziyuan. After all, they were newly bought Yangzhou thin horses. The market is so good.
The two guests were also from out of town. Their accents sounded like they were from the South. They were young and handsome. They didn’t look as aggressive as the guests in the Dunhuang private room. They should be easy to talk to. Mother Yu made up her mind and asked the two guests
Go to the guest's private room.
"Sister Yu, I'm looking for you." A person came from the opposite side. He was wearing a golden crown and red arrow sleeves. He was twenty-six or seventeen years old and had a very ugly horse face. He was followed by seven or eight long followers.
Hearing the greeting, Mama Yu raised her eyes and couldn't help crying secretly in her heart, why is this man here? But she smiled and said: "Young Master has not been here for a while, and the whole family misses you so much."
"Don't mention it. I was forced by the old man to go out on an errand. Fortunately, I didn't choke to death. I heard that there have been a few newcomers to Hongxiu Zhao recently, and there is a pretty girl named Ziyuan. Lord Hou, I am here to appreciate her.
" said the horse-faced man.
I am really afraid of what will happen, but I can’t afford to offend this God of Plague. If you want to start a big business these days, you must have a backer. The backer of Hongxiu Zhao is Fenyang Hou. This man is the third young master of Fenyang Hou’s family, Chang’an
The famous dandy liked to hang out in places with fireworks. Hongxiuzhao was where he often went. Every time he came, he would make trouble, either getting drunk and beating people, or abusing girls, so that everyone would be frightened when they saw this man.
Now it was good, one girl ordered three customers, and no matter how smooth Mama Yu was, she managed to create two Ziyuan. After weighing the pros and cons, she decided to stick with the young Marquis first, after all, he was Hongxiu Zhao's biggest backer.
"Master Marquis, please go to the room for a drink first, Ziyuan will be here soon." Mother Yu invited the young Marquis into the Japanese-style private room where he usually went, and then walked to the Gusu private room in three steps and knocked on the door gently.
The door opened, and Ziyuan was playing the piano in the room. Two young men dressed as scholars were sitting upright and listening to the piano. The food and wine on the table were basically untouched. Their faces were only eighteen or nineteen years old, and they had a youthful feeling.
Obviously, she has never been to such a romantic place. Mother Yu said with a smile: "This is the first time for you two to come to Hongxiuzhao. Why don't you meet our two girls, Taohong and Liulu, who are twin sisters who take care of the guests.
Satisfied." He said and asked Ziyuan to go out.
Both guests were wearing light-colored gowns and jade-colored scarves tied in their buns. They were extremely elegant and elegant, and their appearance was even more handsome. One of them had red lips and white teeth, and was even prettier than Mr. Rabbit in the Chancellor's Mansion in Chang'an City. The other one was also heroic.
Vigorous, full of nobility in every gesture.
"We want Miss Ziyuan, not peaches and willows. Mom, if you have nothing to do, go down." The handsome young master who looked like my husband said in a decisive tone without the slightest courtesy. This surprised Mother Yu. These two brothers,
I'm afraid he is also a young master from a noble family.
"Actually, this is the case. Miss Ziyuan has a visitor from her hometown. The two guests can just stay for a while. When Ziyuan beats her relatives, she will come back to accompany you. I will send you a pot of good wine. You think this is okay." Mama Yu's face was filled with smiles.
Dui smiled and said that it was indeed rude to change people midway, but Mama Yu said all her kind words and even gave her drinks, which was considered appropriate.
"Mom, who are you trying to coax? Ziyuan just came from Yangzhou, where are her relatives from?" The handsome young man had a look of disdain on his face and directly exposed the lies he had told his mother.
Mother Yu was anxious, if she didn't get Ziyuan out, the little Marquis would get into trouble, and it would be a big trouble. She put on a smile again and was ready to persuade her, but suddenly there was a roar outside the door: "What's wrong with Ziyuan?"
Don’t come out yet!”
Broken, the little Marquis couldn't wait any longer. Before Mama Yu could react, the door was pushed open rudely, and several big-bodied and round-waisted house slaves walked in. They hugged their arms and frowned coldly. The horse-faced Marquis then walked in.
, shook out the folding fan in his hand, and said slowly: "Who is so blind that you dare to compete with me for your popularity?"
The atmosphere in the room became very tense. It had only been a few days since Miss Ziyuan came to Hong Xiu Zhao. Today was the first time she received guests. Two young guests asked her to accompany them. She thought they were rude men from the northwest, but they turned out to be two gentle and elegant ones.
Young master, he was chatting about poetry and playing the piano, enjoying himself happily, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly become like this. She was so frightened that she stood in the corner and shivered.
The two young guests still sat motionless, and the handsome young man sneered: "We came first, we ordered first, who is stealing the food? Mama Yu, is this how you do Hong Xiu Zhao's business?"
The horse-faced little Marquis's eyes lit up, and he laughed and said, "These two little ones are very handsome, and I like them too! Today, not only do I want Ziyuan, but these two as well."
The beautiful young man was furious, and the handsome young man was also furious. He slammed the table and shouted: "You are outrageous!"
"Young men, come here and tie them up before we talk!" Ma Lian waved his hands, and several evil slaves rolled up their sleeves and walked over. Mother Yu quickly advised: "Young Master, you can't do anything about it. These two guest officials
We are also people of status, and we, the Red Sleeves, cannot afford to be blamed if they cause trouble."
"Identity? Shit! Is there anyone in the entire Chang'an City who has a higher status than me? Come on, I will let them have sex tonight!" said the horse-faced man with an arrogant smile.
Two weak scholars would definitely suffer a big loss when faced with eight big-bodied evil slaves. Logically speaking, now is the time to reveal their identities, but these two people never mentioned their identities. The beautiful young master grabbed the table
He stuck his legs out, weighed it in his hands, and sneered at the horse's face: "I'm going to make your head turn upside down right now."
The evil slaves smiled contemptuously. This kind of weak-faced boy was not worth mentioning even if he had a sword in his hand, let alone a table leg. One of the evil slaves took two steps forward and grabbed the young master's leg.
However, he was slapped in the face with a stick at the collar. The furniture in Hongxiu Zhao was made of fine hardwood. The legs of the four-cornered table were very lethal. When the stick went down, the slave was blown away, leaving teeth and blood.
They all flew together and fell down without saying a word.
The horse-faced young marquis yelled: "Come on, I'll take it if you beat me to death!" Seven slaves rushed forward, and there was a fight in the private room. The women screamed, and Mama Yu hurriedly left and went to call the nursing home.
The bodyguards came over to start a fight. If they were allowed to fight, Hong Xiu would be demolished.
That beautiful young master has good martial arts skills, and his attacks are extremely ruthless. He can defeat the enemy with just one move. Fenyang's followers are not vegetarians either. They are the result of many years of street fights. All of a sudden, in the private room,
Dishes flew everywhere, blood flowed everywhere, the screen fell down, and Qin fell to the ground and was trampled to pieces. Miss Ziyuan had never seen such a thrilling scene before. She was so frightened that she leaned against the corner and screamed, and a stool was thrown towards her,
Seeing that it was about to hit her head, Ziyuan was so frightened that she didn't know how to dodge. Suddenly, there was another person in front of her, and she blocked the stool with her back. Ziyuan was picked up before she knew what was going on. She just
I heard a sentence:
"Xiaodong, I will never let anyone hurt you again."
Zi Yuan was stunned by the broad shoulders and the smell of a mature man. She tried hard to break away a few times, but the man's hug was so tight that she couldn't break away at all.
The horse-faced young marquis saw a man who didn't know where he came from and took Ziyuan away in the chaos, and he shouted angrily: "Young men, kill him!"
Two people immediately came over to attack. Ziyuan only saw the sticks coming towards her face and screamed in fright. However, she saw the person holding her fly up and kicked the two people out, knocking over the bag.
The partition wall of the room flew directly into the corridor.
There was a sound of footsteps stomping downstairs, and the reinforcements of the young marquis arrived. Now there are many rich and powerful people in Chang'an City. The sons and daughters of the rich family came out to show off, and the competition was nothing more than chariots, horses, and entourage. Whose horse
Well, whoever has the most people is the boss. The third young master of the Fenyang Hou family is the best among these dandies. Whenever you go out to play, you can't bring more than 40 or 50 people. The thugs who are drinking and making money downstairs have heard this.
There was movement upstairs, and people swarmed up to help the young marquis.
The arrival of more than forty thugs instantly changed the situation. The young Marquis was very proud and was about to say a few harsh words. Suddenly, eight men slowly walked over from the other end of the corridor. Although they were not many in number, their aura was like that of a thousand troops.
Thousands of horses, long boots, scimitars, and a stern look on his face made the thugs take a step back in unison.
Yuan Feng looked at the messy private room, then looked at the horse-faced man with an expression that wanted to be beaten, and immediately knew what was going on. It was just a common jealous fight in a brothel, but when he saw the other party in the fight
, when the two young gentlemen met, their expressions suddenly changed.
"Thirteenth Lang!"
The beautiful young man was also looking here. At a glance, the table leg in his hand fell to the ground: "Jiuro, it's you!"