13. Chapter 13 Chapter 0013 Come out to pick up guests
"Master Qingzhu went to Yangchun Tower."
"Is he alone?"
"And Lord Da Chongjiu."
"Damn it," Sun Zhongyu sat down weakly. Why did Da Chongjiu follow this guy?
"The girls from Yangchun Tower are out to pick up the guests!"
At the gate of Yangchun Tower, a woman who was no longer old but still charming was shouting upstairs. For a moment, dozens of women swarmed out and ran downstairs like wolves who had been thirsty for a long time.
Submerged Zhao Qingzhu who appeared in front of the door.
A few feet away from the gate, Da Chongjiu refused to take a step forward even if he was beaten to death by two bewitchingly dressed women.
Zhao Qingzhu poked his head out from the crowd and looked at Da Chongjiu with a smile, "Old Jiu, why don't you leave."
Da Chongjiu is ready to kill Zhao Qingzhu at this moment. This is not a place with good food and wine. It is clearly a brothel. The women at the door with heavy makeup and fatherly voices make him sick, so why not?
Eat and drink when you are in the mood.
"Girls, this is my brother's first time here and he is a bit shy. Please help him come in."
Seeing that Da Chongjiu still refused to move forward, Zhao Qingzhu gave an order to the women surrounding him. Following his order, seven or eight women swarmed toward Da Chongjiu, dragging, pulling, or pushing him to the ground.
Pushed him into Yangchun Tower.
Although there was a thirty-year-old girl beside him, Zhao Qingzhu could not find anyone who was attracted to him. Surrounded by a large group of women, he walked up to the second floor, looking around with a pair of thief eyes.
Suddenly, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and his gaze was fixed on the door of a side room on the second floor.
In front of the door of the side room, I saw a beautiful woman in her twenties and eighties standing tall and graceful, wearing a bright red wide-sleeved robe, with green silk hanging down her waist. She wore a golden cloud and jade beads in the middle of her hair, as delicate as petals, and held a jasper hairpin in her hand.
, even more beautiful. The skin of her wrists exposed by Guangyun sleeves is like gelatin. She is as beautiful as a peach and plum, her eyebrows are like a distant daisy, and her small and delicate nose bridge sets off her playful spirit. Although she is in the land of fireworks, she is not tacky at all.
.
Coming out of the mud but not stained?
Zhao Qingzhu looked at it and smiled extremely evilly.
Even if she is an angel, I can make her fall.
Zhao Qingzhu did this kind of thing a lot in the world he lived in.
Just when Zhao Qingzhu was about to ask the madam for the woman, two men suddenly rushed up from the other stairwell. The leader was a slutty man. He ran up the stairs and asked the man who was standing in front of the side door.
The woman shouted: "Mo Yan, here I come!"
Hearing these rude words and looking at the rude man, Mo Yan, who was standing in front of the door, frowned slightly, then turned around and entered the house, then closed the door.
"Haha, I just like your character of rejecting others from thousands of miles away."
The big man was not angry when Mo Yan entered the house and closed the door. Instead, he rushed to the door step by step, kicked the door open very rudely, and then said in a rough voice: "Uncle, Mo Yan, today
I’m going to decide you.”
"Master Bo, you can't do this."
Seeing the big man forcefully kicking in the door, the old bustard panicked. He didn't care to call Zhao Qingzhu and staggered to the door. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the big man's arm, and then said: "Mo Yan will not sell himself."
Before she could finish her words, another man who looked like a follower followed the big man and rushed up to the second floor. Seeing that the madam dared to stop his master, he slapped the old madam in the face and said viciously: "Be brave, Mr. Bo's hands are what you can do."
Did you pull it?"
The old madam, whose mouth was full of blood after being slapped, did not let go, but continued to plead: "Master Bo, I will call you a girl who is proficient in martial arts in Class 18. Please let Mo Yan go, she is just a singer."
Yeah, I’m not selling myself.”
The big man said nothing, but his follower raised his palm again.
Seeing that the madam was about to be beaten with bloody teeth, Zhao Qingzhu, who was overwhelmed by a large group of women, suddenly stood up, then rushed out of the encirclement, imitating the big man's running and shouting loudly: "Mo Yan, I'm coming!" "Master Qingzhu!"
Went to Yangchun Tower."
"Is he alone?"
"And Lord Da Chongjiu."
"Damn it," Sun Zhongyu sat down weakly. Why did Da Chongjiu follow this guy?
"The girls from Yangchun Tower are out to pick up the guests!"
At the gate of Yangchun Tower, a woman who was no longer old but still charming was shouting upstairs. For a moment, dozens of women swarmed out and ran downstairs like wolves who had been thirsty for a long time.
Submerged Zhao Qingzhu who appeared in front of the door.
A few feet away from the gate, Da Chongjiu refused to take a step forward even if he was beaten to death by two bewitchingly dressed women.
Zhao Qingzhu poked his head out from the crowd and looked at Da Chongjiu with a smile, "Old Jiu, why don't you leave."
Da Chongjiu is ready to kill Zhao Qingzhu at this moment. This is not a place with good food and wine. It is clearly a brothel. The women at the door with heavy makeup and fatherly voices make him sick, so why not?
Eat and drink when you are in the mood.
"Girls, this is my brother's first time here and he is a bit shy. Please help him come in."
Seeing that Da Chongjiu still refused to move forward, Zhao Qingzhu gave an order to the women surrounding him. Following his order, seven or eight women swarmed toward Da Chongjiu, dragging, pulling, or pushing him to the ground.
Pushed him into Yangchun Tower.
Although there was a thirty-year-old girl beside him, Zhao Qingzhu could not find anyone who was attracted to him. Surrounded by a large group of women, he walked up to the second floor, looking around with a pair of thief eyes.
Suddenly, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and his gaze was fixed on the door of a side room on the second floor.
In front of the door of the side room, I saw a beautiful woman in her twenties and eighties standing tall and graceful, wearing a bright red wide-sleeved robe, with green silk hanging down her waist. She wore a golden cloud and jade beads in the middle of her hair, as delicate as petals, and held a jasper hairpin in her hand.
, even more beautiful. The skin of her wrists exposed by Guangyun sleeves is like gelatin. She is as beautiful as a peach and plum, her eyebrows are like a distant daisy, and her small and delicate nose bridge sets off her playful spirit. Although she is in the land of fireworks, she is not tacky at all.
.
Coming out of the mud but not stained?
Zhao Qingzhu looked at it and smiled extremely evilly.
Even if she is an angel, I can make her fall.
Zhao Qingzhu did this kind of thing a lot in the world he lived in.
Just when Zhao Qingzhu was about to ask the madam for the woman, two men suddenly rushed up from the other stairwell. The leader was a slutty man. He ran up the stairs and asked the man who was standing in front of the side door.
The woman shouted: "Mo Yan, here I come!"
Hearing these rude words and looking at the rude man, Mo Yan, who was standing in front of the door, frowned slightly, then turned around and entered the house, then closed the door.
"Haha, I just like your character of rejecting others from thousands of miles away."
The big man was not angry when Mo Yan entered the house and closed the door. Instead, he rushed to the door step by step, kicked the door open very rudely, and then said in a rough voice: "Uncle, Mo Yan, today
I’m going to decide you.”
"Master Bo, you can't do this."
Seeing the big man forcefully kicking in the door, the old bustard panicked. He didn't care to call Zhao Qingzhu and staggered to the door. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the big man's arm, and then said: "Mo Yan will not sell himself."
Before she could finish her words, another man who looked like a follower followed the big man and rushed up to the second floor. Seeing that the madam dared to stop his master, he slapped the old madam in the face and said viciously: "Be brave, Mr. Bo's hands are what you can do."
Did you pull it?"
The old madam, whose mouth was full of blood after being slapped, did not let go, but continued to plead: "Master Bo, I will call you a girl who is proficient in martial arts in Class 18. Please let Mo Yan go, she is just a singer."
Yeah, I’m not selling myself.”
The big man said nothing, but his follower raised his palm again.
Seeing that the madam was about to be beaten with bloody teeth, Zhao Qingzhu, who was overwhelmed by a large group of women, suddenly stood up, then rushed out of the encirclement, imitating the big man's running and shouting loudly: "Mo Yan, I'm coming!"