However, no matter how beautiful those dances were, Feng Yao still felt that he lacked interest. However, Feng Yao listened to some small songs with great interest.
Feng Yao was leaning on the small couch, feeling drowsy. About two hours later, someone knocked on the door.
Bi Lian got up and opened the door. It was a little maid. After seeing Bi Lian, she whispered: "Mom asked me to tell the young master that the young master of the Feng family is next door, as well as several ministers."
Bilian remained calm and said, "I understand."
Although the little maid's voice was extremely low, Feng Yao still heard her words and raised her eyebrows slightly. She did not expect that Feng Xuan would come to the brothel.
And it is a strange thing to come on the day when the oiran is to be selected. With a slight smile, Feng Yao said: "Bilian, tell me, does the young master of the Feng family fall in love with any girl? So he came at this time today?"
Bi Lian had no expression on her face, and came to the table again, reminding Feng Yao: "Young Master, there are several other ministers who are also here."
Feng Yao raised the corners of his eyes, looked at Bi Lian, and said with a smile: "Tell me, what would the emperor's expression be if he knew that these people still have the guts to go to a brothel?"
Bi Lian pursed her lips and said nothing. Her master really wished that all the officials of the Seventh Prince and his party would be mixed up with a copy of the censor's desk to relieve his anger.
Logically speaking, these adults do not have such courage.
The Seventh Prince had just been punished by the Emperor for that matter, and now the officials of the Seventh Prince's party did not know how to restrain themselves and went to the brothel again, clearly intending to slap the Emperor's face on them.
Feng Yao did have the idea to let the old emperor know about these people visiting the brothel. However, according to the old emperor's behavior in the past few times, it was impossible not to know that these people went to the brothel.
But by pretending not to know, was he indulging the seventh prince or testing him?
Moreover, with Feng Xuan here this time, the result will be different.
Whether the emperor would make things difficult for the Feng family and punish those ministers was not Feng Yao's biggest concern.
What Feng Yao is most concerned about is, why did these people come to the brothel?
If it was for women, Feng Yao didn't believe it, because the old emperor didn't like his ministers going to brothels, so the ministers all thought of other ways.
It is said that there are policies from above and countermeasures from below.
These ministers, as long as they were somewhat obsessed with beauty, kept several concubines outside, or they kept the girls they liked and kept them in other courtyards.
In this case, it is no longer a visit to a brothel.
It was because Feng Yao knew this that he thought it was unusual for these people to go to Wanhua Tower.
If you have something to talk about, which adult doesn't have a separate courtyard? Why do you have to go to a brothel? It's too conspicuous.
Feng Yao stood up, stretched his somewhat stiff body, grabbed the folding fan placed on the couch and started playing with it.
His eyes were still on the stage in the hall on the first floor. The woman in red had a delicate face, and she seemed to be a Jiangnan woman. Her sweet voice was a bit soft and waxy, and she sang a Jiangnan tune very well.
Feng Yao smiled slightly and told Bi Lian: "Go and ask the Madam, if you have any other activities since you chose the oiran today?"
Bilian responded and went out.
Feng Yao stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, his face uncertain, but there was a faint light flashing in his eyes, which was difficult to detect.
After a while, Bi Lian came back, walked behind Feng Yao, and whispered: "Sir, the girls who are selected into the top three today will have their first nights auctioned at the same time."
Feng Yao chuckled, could it be that Feng Xuan came here for the first night of those girls?
"How many new girls have arrived in the building?" Feng Yao paused and asked again.