Yang Lin sat at the top, pouring tea and drinking it by himself, joking with the beauty in his arms from time to time. Watching a group of passionate scholars arguing with a charming young brothel woman, he shook his head helplessly.
The hard days of struggling at the bottom of the family in his previous life tempered his character early on. Our ancestors taught us to strive for a breath, but we didn't tell them to use it in a brothel.
At this time, a cold-faced young man came in from outside. His handsome face was slightly childish, and he was holding a bone fan in his hand, which looked very dazzling in this late autumn.
"Shut up, didn't you hear me?"
It turned out that this young man shouted something from outside, thinking that the people inside would stop, and then he would appear again.
Unexpectedly, no one inside paid any attention to him, which made him feel very embarrassed. Behind him were two white-faced loyal servants, standing menacingly behind their master, pinching their waists and glaring to increase their momentum.
In the chaotic scene, it was obvious that no one took him seriously. Qin Hui led a group of scholars to besiege Li Yunniang. He opened his mouth with a set of words of a sage who was true to his word, and quoted scriptures at every turn. The Master said what the Master said, and the disciples taught him.
The brothel turtles were extremely ashamed.
Seeing that they had given in, the scholars became even more enthusiastic and cursed the fallen dog incessantly.
The young man was so neglected that he didn't know what to do. He wanted to attract other people's attention, but no one paid any attention to him.
When Yang Lin saw the embarrassing young man, he couldn't help but smile and wave, "Brother, why not come over and have a cup of tea? They should be over after a while."
Seeing that someone finally took care of him, the young man set his sights on Yang Lin first, walked over and sat down, snorted coldly, and said, "Are you going to steal a woman from me?"
Since this young man has forcibly snatched away the girl that someone else had arranged for him from Qingyin Pavilion, he still comes to show off his power after hearing the noise here, which shows that he is either doing it for beauty or for the limelight.
Yang Lin thought about it carefully, most of the people with this kind of character belonged to the young master of some family. The family was either rich or noble, so why should they have a grudge against him over a girl from a brothel they didn't know.
What's more, they are jealous here, and the Ning'er girl can only secretly laugh. If word spreads about it, it will be of great benefit to her reputation. There must be many people who come here to see what kind of beauty is causing everyone to fight for it.
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Thinking of this, Yang Lin laughed and said: "Brother, what you said is wrong. We are here just to have a drink and talk about friendship. As for Miss Ning'er or any other girl, they are just a foil. It's not like a matchmaker comes to discuss marriage.
Why is there such a thing as fighting for beauties? What my companions were arguing about was just a reason. Since we have settled on Miss Ning'er, she is ours at this time. Taking her away by force is like entering a wine shop to watch.
It is the same principle to grab the food and wine on someone else's table and eat it.
Just think about it, no matter how delicious other people's food and wine are, they are just leftovers. I think you are also a decent person, isn't it shameful? If you do this kind of thing, it is best to keep a low profile and enjoy the kindness of a beautiful woman, but also make the whole city uproar.
Isn’t this a self-destructive scandal?
I won’t say much, just taste it carefully and see if this is the truth.”
The young man was stunned on the spot. He wanted to refute but was unable to speak. His face slowly turned red. In embarrassment, he slapped the table and said angrily: "What can you do? You have to reprimand me!"
His voice was very sudden, and the scholars were also tired of scolding. It was very boring to see the turtles and the madams lowering their heads and not daring to reply.
Hearing the shouts here, they all came over. Yang Lin explained with a smile: "This is the person who robbed your girl Ning'er."
Yang Lin originally planned to divert trouble to the east, but Qin Hui, who had been fussing just now, calmed down when he looked at this young man. After studying him carefully for a while, he did not dare to speak rashly.
The young man was wearing a brocade gown, a bright jade pendant around his waist, and a silk scarf on his head. This outfit was of great value, and coupled with his high temperament, he must have come from an extraordinary family.
Yang Lin secretly spat, "As expected of Qin Hui, he has been able to maneuver according to the wind since he was a child."
The young man hated being said to be speechless just now. He pointed at Yang Lin and said: "Stop gossiping, talking and sitting here just to watch the fun. I thought you were noble at first, but I didn't expect you to be wilting."
Damn, you talk such great principles, but you don’t know how capable you are?”
Seeing that he was so angry, Yang Lin diverted the fire, raised his tea and took a sip, then said leisurely: "Since you are not convinced, I will surrender to you and let you know what I am capable of."
Qin Hui breathed a long sigh of relief. This way he didn't have to take the risk of offending the powerful and save his face.
He was really afraid of poverty. The naughty boy from Shangougou made him angry every day, and the meager income he earned was not even enough to eat thicker porridge and rice. This time he was willing to pay, mainly to win over Yang Lin.
, in the future, when I go to Beijing to take the exam, I can go with him and take the Yang family’s luxurious ride.
Yang Lin looked at the young man who was on the verge of going berserk, took his thoughts into consideration, and said: "Since you are not convinced, I will set up three bets. The loser, regardless of age, must respectfully call him big brother when he sees the other party."
Before the young man could speak, the two followers behind him shouted shrilly, as if their ancestral graves were being dug up: "Bold!"
"presumptuous!"
"Palm mouth!"......
Yang Lin didn't even look at them. He stared at the young man and said with a smile: "Forget it if you don't dare. I'm not forcing you."
He guessed it correctly, and the young man tried to challenge him. Sure enough, as soon as Yang Lin finished speaking, the young man stuck his fan in the clothes behind his neck and asked, "What are you betting on?"
Looking at this young man who looked a little tender after visiting a brothel, Yang Lin didn't feel any pressure. He was clearly a young man who had just left the deep house.
Li Yunniang stood up at the right time, rolled her eyes and said, "Since we are both in trouble because of Miss Ning'er, we might as well have three bets with one civil and one military, plus Miss Ning'er's vote."
Yang Lin nodded. Li Yunniang was overjoyed and quickly turned to look at the young man in brocade clothes.
"Humph, I'm not afraid of him no matter what the bet is. You can decide whatever you want."