Since the matter of Wumei Pavilion has not been involved in politics, Xiao Yan and Zeng Shan naturally don’t take this matter to heart.
The two walked out of the mansion with a smile, got into a sedan chair, and went straight to Mingyue Tower, calling it "tea tasting".
Cheng Ye came to Zeng Tong's study.
Looking at Zeng Tong's frown and thinking deeply, Cheng Ye felt a little despised: He was really a stubborn mind.
The two old guys don’t care much about the matter between Wumei Pavilion and Mingyue Tower.
However, Cheng Ye didn't think so.
He felt that he had the ability to understand the world and was a super strong man who could compete with top men like Playboy.
If Mingyue Building, which he had spent a lot of money to run, was suppressed by an inconspicuous third-rate brothel.
Who wouldn't gossip behind it: "Ah, look at who the boss of Mingyuelou is? It's so bad. The little playboy will just act casually, and Mingyuelou will be burping. It seems that the little playboy is much better than the boss of Mingyuelou..."
If it is like this, it will definitely spread out quickly.
Then wouldn’t I just press myself into the mountains and never be able to turn over?
Therefore, Cheng Ye was never willing to surrender. He wanted to use his wisdom to fight. After careful thinking, he had decided to use his skills to defeat Wumei Pavilion with the skill of "returning the way to the other side" and barely defeating the playboy.
But before this, he needs to suppress the arrogance of the Weemei Pavilion.
This scheduling that Mr. Yue thought of was to be cracked in any case. Zeng Tong, as the top scholar in Wen, is naturally the best candidate to solve the scheduling.
Cheng Ye did not disturb Zeng Tong either. He just leaned against one side, smiled deeply, and watched Zeng Tong slam his mouth intently.
Until the evening, Zeng Tong's eyebrows trembled, his shoulders hunched, and his eyes were filled with excitement. Then he suddenly raised his head and burst into laughter.
"Hahaha... walking alone for thousands of miles, haha... walking alone for thousands of miles..." Zeng Tong burst into tears...
Cheng Ye ran to Zeng Tong like a gust of wind, shook Zeng Tong's shoulders, who were deeply excited, and asked nervously: "Brother Zeng, have you solved it?"
Zeng Tong laughed so hard that tears filled his eyes: "Of course, who am I? I am Wen Zhuangyuan. Is there any scheduling program in this world that I can't solve?"
Cheng Ye's eyes emitted an excited light and he confirmed again: "Brother Zeng, are you really sure?"
"Don't you believe me?" Zeng Tong adjusted his mentality and smiled: "This plaque is very powerful. I have considered the 237th step in total, and I found the entry point for this plaque. Haha... I am cracking this plaque now, and it is like watching the pattern on my palm and taking pictures."
Cheng Ye laughed loudly: "Okay! Brother Zeng is really the most outstanding talent in the world."
Zeng Tong was overjoyed, paced and laughed obediently: "Don't Chen Sifan's old skin look down on me? I will show him this time, and ask him to make a fool of himself in front of all Xuezi, so that he will never dare to mention him, the name of everyone! I... will show my skills now, Brother Cheng, you will go with me."
Zeng Tong was ecstatic and was tidying up his clothes while holding Cheng Ye's hand, and was about to pass the level.
Cheng Ye smiled, leaned over to Zeng Tongwen's ear, and said with a smile: "Brother Zeng, this is a good opportunity for you to be famous all over the world. How could you make such a rash choice?"
Zeng Tong was stunned: "What kind of clever tricks do Brother Cheng have?"
"It's better to make a long-term plan." Cheng Ye smiled wrinkled in Zeng Tong's ears for a while.
After a long time, he narrowed his eyes and said, "What's the plan?"
Zeng Tong laughed loudly, his face turned red, and he said excitedly: "Thank you Brother Cheng for your fulfillment!"
Mingyue Tower, back garden, and warm fragrance pavilion!
This is a forbidden area that ordinary people cannot wait for, because it is the owner of Li Xianyu, the head of Mingyuelou.
As the most famous flower actress in Kyoto City, Nuanxiang Pavilion is destined to become the mysterious holy place that all men yearn for the most.
Many years have passed, and the holy land has become a holy land, but the men who can enter this holy land are almost extinct.
There is only one black-clothed guard Qianhu, who is not named and has a smile on his face, who is quite happy. He is fortunate to visit Nuanxiang Pavilion.
This has become a legend!
The strange thing is that Lei Dong is neither a handsome man in Kyoto City, nor a talented scholar with outstanding literary talent, nor a military general who has made great contributions.
In other words, he is just a rogue who is a sensual and silly sings about the world!
But it was such a guy who had absolute privileges to stay in Li Xianyu's Nuanxiang Pavilion. This was really an incredible strange thing.
The fragrance is everywhere in the Nuanxiang Pavilion, with glazed lamps, incense and candles, sandalwood tables and jadeware, and light gauze curtains, setting off the ancient fragrance pavilion.
The black-clothed guard Qianhu - Lei Dong, sat in the corner of his lower head, squinted his eyes, smiled, and his big hands were pressed on the table, and he beat the rhythm with a rhythmic rhythm.
A melodious and melodious piano sound wanders back and forth in the room, the piano sound moistens the heart and makes people feel comfortable.
Lei Dong had a smile on his face and listened very comfortably.
At the end of the song, Lei Dong still narrowed his eyes and exclaimed: "The Great Yan Jing Capital City, except for her cousin, you can never hear such a graceful song again."
A yellow oriole-like laughter came from Niao Niao: "Brother, are you praising me again? Have you forgotten the ninth lady who was once very popular and was taken into the room by Xiong Qishan, but was buried in Huange Lake forever?"
Lei Dong looked up, opened his eyes, shook his head and said, "Girl only has excellent dancing skills. When it comes to the sound of the piano, her cousin is still the best in the world."
A yellow oriole-like laughter came again: "Brother loves to reveal my foundation, can't I let my sister be humble?"
"Oh, it's a pity that the girl has no chance to meet. If we are destined to meet, I will play the piano and sing and dance. The girl will dance gracefully, and the girl will probably bring about famous works that have been passed down through the ages, right?"
Lei Dongshen smiled mysteriously: "Don't be discouraged, maybe... there will be a chance in the future."
"What does this mean by brother?"
"I said that the girl is still alive, do you believe her sister?"
"Brother has seen it?"
"I haven't seen it, but he is in Hangzhou. Someone has already told me secretly..."
"Ah? There must be something strange about this. Brother, what do you think?"
"In my opinion, this matter must be related to Shi Yue..."
"It's Shi Yue again?"
The woman with the sound of nature was finally curious, and the name Shi Yue was already kept in his heart.
She walked gracefully, looking beautiful and delicate under the graceful candlelight.
The skin is as white as the first snow;
Under the straight and straight nose, the red lips, which are like flames, have extremely beautiful curves, and their delicate facial features make people look inappropriate.
The eyes are leaking, full of a clear and graceful and unrestrained style.
This is the number one prostitute in Kyoto City - Li Xianyu!