"Back to the Emperor, there hasn't been much movement among the officials in the capital recently. However, I heard that the Imperial Censor asked his beloved daughter to enter the palace..." Defu looked up at Jun Moli and said hesitantly.
"Don't worry about this. Is there anything else?" Jun Moli continued to ask as if it was nothing if anyone entered the palace.
"There is a thing that is not happening in the court, but it has been very sensational in the imperial capital recently. In the capital, in the streets and alleys, everyone is talking about a brothel." I don't know if the emperor in front of me is interested in this.
Defu said with great anxiety.
"Oh?" Brothel?'s indifferent voice was mixed with a little curiosity.
Defu immediately let go of the big stone in his heart and continued, "This brothel is called Zuihonglou. It was no different from other brothels. But 3 months ago, Zuihonglou suddenly announced that it would be renovated. It was silent for 3 months.
Later, it just reopened a few days ago and held some kind of oiran competition. Now, almost all dignitaries or literati feel proud of going to Zuihong Mansion."
"Oiran campaign? Interesting..." But it's not that easy to retain people's hearts just by relying on this. What's so special about this Zuihonglou? It seems that he has to go and see it in person. He squinted his eyes slightly, Jun
Mo Li made a decision.
Drunk in the red building.
Jun Moli, who came to Zuihong Mansion in person, quietly observed the situation in Zuihong Mansion by teasing with the beauty.
Luxurious yet elegant architecture and decoration, distant landscape murals, novel and special scented tea... It seems that the designer's literary attainments and business talent must be high.
Jun Moli couldn't help but be curious about the designer. On his handsome face, the evil look in his eyes showed the excitement of finding prey.
After letting go of the beauty who had just been held in his arms, Jun Moli gestured to Defu while drinking alone without interest.
Defu, who understood this, didn't care about the tenderness and resentful looks of the beauties, and began to drive away the girls who were gathered around the table. After that, he stood quietly behind Jun Moli. He knew that the emperor was here.
wait.
"Haha, sir, why are you drinking alone? Is it because we, the drunk girl in the red building, don't suit your taste, or are you not interested in our tea? How about sitting in our private room upstairs?
Mom, I guarantee you will like it." She noticed this man from the moment he entered the Zuihong Mansion. That calm and powerful aura is not something that just anyone can have. Judging from her many years of experience in seeing countless people,
, Mother Wu concluded that this person must be either rich or noble. We must not let this money tree run away! Mother Wu said to herself fiercely in her heart.
"Elegant room?" His tone was calm.
"Master, it seems that this is your first time coming to our Zuihong Mansion. What you hear is not as good as what you see. Please follow me upstairs." Mother Wu led Jun Moli upstairs.
While leading people around, she explained enthusiastically, "Sir, our Zuihong Mansion only has four private rooms in total: plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum. Since our Zuihong Mansion reopened, these four private rooms have been available every day.
There is an endless stream of people coming to make reservations. What a coincidence that you came today, our Pinlan Pavilion happened to have guests arriving and they left."
"Oh, is it time?" Jun Moli asked unconsciously after catching the information he was interested in.
Mother Wu then told Jun Moli the previous time limit.
"Your system is really special." Jun Moli said with great interest. It seems that the designer is not simple.
"You've won the prize. Come on, this is Pinlanju. Do you like it?" Mother Wu opened the door of Pinlanju.
As soon as you walk into the house, there is a huge ink painting of orchids in the wind on the wall.
Although it has experienced the raging wind, the strong orchid is still graceful and graceful.
The screen next to it is also a picture of Zhilan. Next to the picture, there is also a poem:
Zanlan Tiao Jiu Wan Qi is a unique and excellent product, and it is most suitable for hairpins to help a beautiful head.
As soon as I came to Linxuan from my master, I was so shy that I fought with beautiful women.
Both paintings and poems are very talented, um, not bad! There was admiration in his eyes. Jun Moli wanted to know who did this, so he went straight to the point, "I... it's really good. I want to meet you. This new building has opened."
All designers." Jun Moli said to Wu's mother, "Don't worry, money is not an issue."
"Sir, you don't know something. All the new ideas in my Zuihonglou are the ideas that our courtesan, Miss Nalan Luowei, helped to come up with. However, Miss Nalan Luowei is a prostitute but not a prostitute. Unless she agrees to meet guests, otherwise
, Mom, it’s not easy for me to force Miss Nalan Luowei.”
All these designs were actually made by a brothel woman? Hiding her surprise, Jun Moli said again, "Miss Nalan Luowei is really special. Let's make arrangements. I want to see her." With irresistible majesty.
, Jun Moli, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, said calmly.
Although she knew that the man in front of her should not be offended easily, in the end, her promise to Nalan Luowei defeated this nervousness. Mother Wu leaned forward and replied, "I'm so sorry, Master. Today Nalan Luowei
The girl's guest list is already full... But later, Miss Nalan Luowei will play a piece of music on the stage. If you don't mind, you can stay and listen to it first." Mother Wu was also very reluctant to part with what she was seeing in front of her.
A money tree, try your best to save it.
"Fine, let's listen." Hearing the obvious rejection in Wu's mother's words, Jun Moli was curious about what kind of woman could make the madam who had been in the brothel for many years ignore his pressure and try her best to protect her.
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"Okay, sir, please wait a moment. When Miss Nalan Luowei goes on stage, I will come and let you know."
"Yeah." Jun Moli responded indifferently and said nothing more. Defu on the side stepped forward and poured wine.
Mother Wu leaned over and left.
Mother Wu, who came downstairs, told the turtle slaves to always pay attention to what was going on in the building, in case someone with intentions took the opportunity to break into the backstage and disturb Nalan Luowei. Then she looked at the time and felt that it was almost time, so she sent someone
Go upstairs and tell Jun Moli. Then, she goes on stage.
"Please settle down, I want to announce good news to everyone. Tonight, in order to repay everyone's love, Miss Nalan Luowei has specially prepared a song to play. It is a tribute to Miss Nalan Luowei who has always wanted to see her but failed.
I apologize to all of you who can’t meet again. Next, I’d like to invite Miss Nalan Luowei.”
As soon as Wu's mother finished speaking, everyone in the audience suddenly became excited. Obviously, the news that Nalan Luowei was going to perform on stage was beyond everyone's expectation.
"Ding dong——" Just when everyone was surprised, a melodious sound of the piano rang.
The water-like sound of the piano is sometimes as gentle as a flowing spring, sometimes as fast as a waterfall, sometimes as clear and crisp as beads falling on a jade plate, and sometimes as low as a whisper.
At this time, the lights on the stage had dimmed. Then, a concentrated beam of light came on, and the end of the light shone on a graceful figure.
Everyone followed the music and saw a veiled woman at the end, on the stage.
The woman playing the piano is wearing a emerald green smoked sweater, a pleated skirt with mist and green grass, and a thin veil of green water. Her shoulders are cut into a plain waist, and her muscles are like fat orchid.
The beauty is so flawless, the beauty is so otherworldly!
From the moment she came on stage, the indifference in the woman's eyes never weakened at all, and she was not moved by the crowd at all, she just performed the story she wanted to perform to her heart's content.
With a turn of the hand, the originally melancholy sound of the piano suddenly became impassioned. Just like the thousands of troops ready to go, eagerly looking forward to the sound of the trumpet before going out, they can rush to the battlefield to defend their homeland. Or it seems that
Although the lone traveler accidentally fell into an ambush, he was still brave and fearless. With his unyielding fighting spirit, he fought his way out!
In her hands, the piano is no longer a dead thing. The sound of the piano is ups and downs, but it attracts people's hearts. People can't help but get excited with the scene played by the piano sound.
The sound of the piano stopped suddenly, and before everyone could recover, Nalan Luowei turned around and prepared to return to the backstage with steps as calm as water.
The moment she opened the backstage curtain, Nalanluo paused for a moment. Because she noticed a scorching look staring closely at her back. With many years of employment experience, she determined that this look was extremely dangerous.
Aggressive. But what does that do to her?
Nalan Luowei, who was still feeling uneasy, once she let go, the curtain separated her from the outside into two spaces. At the same time, it also blocked the unknown gaze.
Seeing Nalan Luo Wei's behavior, which was clearly aware of his gaze but unmoved, Jun Moli's eyes flashed with interest and appreciation. It would be difficult for ordinary people to do so under his special pressure.
It's great to reject him so completely!
Is your name Nalan Luowei? It is a virtue for a woman to have no talent, but she dares to do the opposite. This woman is indeed special! Jun Moli, who returned to the elegant room, picked up the wine and tasted it slowly.
A playful smile couldn't help but appear on his face.
Returning to Tingyuxuan, Nalan Luowei began to think.
The reason why she went to the stage to play the piano tonight was simply to speed up the success of Zuihonglou in order to fulfill her promise to Mother Wu. But this did not mean that she had given in. She wanted her to be a prostitute who was toyed with by them.
?That also depends on whether she is willing!
It seems that it is necessary to develop your own power... Hum, one day, I will let you know what equality between men and women means!
Now, she still lacks a handy weapon. Before developing her power, she must protect herself first, so weapons are very important. In her previous life, she could use guns, knives, swords... she could use them all with ease, but the most convenient
It's still a gun, but in the backward ancient times, the gun was simply a myth, so we had to settle for the next best thing, the knife!
Her mind wandered, and after a while, Nalan Luowei drew the knife in her mind on the paper. It was said to be a knife, but it was actually a bit like a dagger, relatively small. The only special thing was that there was something written in wild cursive on the handle of the knife.
The "moon" that comes out.
Familiarity with the environment is one of the necessary factors for success. She has not visited the imperial capital of Beichen yet, so she needs to take advantage of the opportunity of making weapons to get familiar with it.
Having made her decision, Nalan Luowei asked Ling'er not to disturb her, and then changed into the night clothes she had asked Ling'er to make from the inner room. Then, she took the prepared map and went out through the window.
At this time, the crowds in the bustling Zuihong Mansion were completely unaware of Nalan Luowei's lightning-fast figure, still immersed in the state of intoxication.