Even if I go to Gou Lan a few times, I will never be able to ask such professional questions.
Qinglou in the feudal era was a legal entertainment venue.
Here, flesh-and-blood business and consensual pleasure-seeking are protected by law.
As long as there is no forced prostitution, there will be no problem.
The government not only ignores it, but also secretly supports it.
So in fact, the Goulan industry in the Great Qin Empire was quite developed, as you can see from the fact that Huang Jitian was so happy at Goulan in the capital that he didn't even go back to live in the posthouse.
And whether it is literary or martial, it means whether there is a flesh-and-blood business.
Most of the people who write are literati, who spend their time and have fun chatting and drinking with a few gents who are not prostitutes but have a romantic way of doing things.
Wu's people are in the flesh-and-blood business. Everyone clearly marks the price, pays with one hand and takes off clothes with the other, and pays attention to being straightforward and straightforward.
So when Li Chen asked this question, the women around him immediately understood that Li Chen was definitely a veteran.
It's not easy to kill him.
The woman giggled and said: "We are all well-educated here, but it depends on the person. The young master is so charming. Maybe some girl will fall in love with him at first sight and invite him to the boudoir for a chat."
Li Chen hugged the woman's waist and laughed and said: "I just like your eloquent little mouth. I don't need to find anyone else. I will let you use this little mouth to serve me."
how?"
These words were so explicit that even a professional woman couldn't stand it. She said coquettishly: "Young master knows how to play tricks on others. How can I say such a thing in the clear day?"
"What's wrong with this? I just asked you to say a few nice words to please me. Is there anything wrong?" Li Chen asked.
The woman was stunned, then covered her lips with a handkerchief and giggled: "Young master, you are so mean."
"I have something even worse. I'll call your top card, a dragon and three phoenixes, to play a mahjong table. I'll let you experience it."
Li Chen was unscrupulous and smiled like a proud second-generation ancestor. He hugged the two women and went upstairs.
And this scene, and all the conversations just now, were clearly transmitted to the spies' ears.
Soon, the exact same content was reported to Prince Ning.
Everyone in King Ning was dumbfounded.
"Hook bar?"
"The prince is still so good at playing?"
After all calculations, Prince Ning, who had not expected that after Li Chen left the palace, went straight to Goulan, he only thought that he was too arrogant. Maybe the prince was just young and full of energy and wanted to vent his anger?
"Isn't the woman I prepared last night much better than the promiscuous woman who hooked up the railing?"
Prince Ning snorted coldly and said, "I can't tell for sure, given his identity, and what kind of women he has never played with. Maybe he just likes this type."
"Then, Your Majesty, do you still need to send people to follow you despite your humble position?" a confidant asked cautiously.
"and!"
Prince Ning said in a deep voice: "Perhaps these are all deceptions? In short, you must follow closely. Even if he really asks a few prostitutes to play the trick of one dragon and three phoenixes, you must find a way to hear every word clearly from the corner.
Bring it back without landing."
"Yes...yes, I humbly obey my orders."
After the henchman with a treacherous expression left, Prince Ning twitched his lips, suddenly got angry, and cursed: "Damn, one dragon and three phoenixes, it's so good to be young. I don't think I lost to him when I was young!"
