Gu Qingzhang's eyes were sharp and alert, his speech was alarming, and he looked extremely serious - but the premise of all this was to ignore the bowl of seabass he was holding in his hand.

The corner of Lin Shijing's mouth twitched slightly: "I say, Mr. Hou, can you wipe the corners of your mouth when you speak?"

"Oh, I'm sorry," Gu Qingzhang expressed his solemn apology and wiped the corners of his mouth carefully with a handkerchief, "I won't do it next time!"

Lin Shijing turned a deaf ear to his active apology. He stared at the handkerchief in Gu Qingzhang's hand inquiringly, and then turned to look at Lin Chonghan with a somewhat puzzled expression.

"Wait a minute, your handkerchief," Lin Shijing narrowed his eyes suspiciously, "I think I saw it in Chonghan's."

Gu Qingzhang quickly put away the handkerchief and tried to cover it up with a haha: "What? Where is it? It doesn't happen! You must have remembered it wrong!"

After thinking carefully about it, Lin Shijing became furious: "No, I saw it in Chonghan's room, it must be hers!"

Another client, Lin Chonghan, Shi Shiran, sat in his seat, leisurely watching the two of them squirting at each other, eating pastries while watching, feeling that life was particularly comfortable.

After a fierce battle, Gu Qingzhang finally managed to save Lin Chonghan's handkerchief, and he proudly stuffed the handkerchief into his arms.

He said: "Let's go? Let's go to Xiaoyue Tower to listen to a play."

*

Xiaoyue Tower faces north and faces south, standing beside the Wohe River, not far from where they eat.

The passing of a life did not seem to cause any loss to Xiaoyue Tower. The day after Qingxiao died, Xiaoyue Tower was still as usual, seeming to keep singing and dancing until the end of its life.

The madam saw Gu Qingzhang again. Although the smile on his face remained unchanged, there was a hint of panic in his eyes.

"This guest," she greeted him personally, "but what's the matter?"

Gu Qingzhang replied: "You can't come here if you have nothing to do? Someone invited us to come here to listen to a play, but could it be that the landlady also refuses?"

Hearing that several people were going to listen to the show, the madam was visibly relieved. The smile on her face became enthusiastic again, and she greeted them in with a smile: "Guests, go up. You keep walking eastward along the corridor on the second floor. There is a

There is a Yulin bell inscribed on the door, just open the door and go in."

The three of them followed the turtle slave who led the way and walked through the crowd to the east of Xiaoyue Tower.

Lin Chonghan wore a veil and looked down at the crowd on the first floor as he walked. Xiaoyue Tower is indeed the most famous gold-selling cave in Bozhou, where countless men and women live happily.

There was a slender prostitute dressed in imitation of the clothes from the Western Regions, dancing on the table, and the gold and silver jewelry all over her body kept ringing with the movements; many guests below watched mesmerizedly, and they were lying in the gentle countryside, showing the most embarrassing expression in their lives.

ugliness.

The rosy-faced guest saw the excitement, shouted "Hello", casually took off a piece of silver from his waist and placed it in the prostitute's bosom with a smile.

Not long after, the turtle slave who was leading the way stopped and said, "My lords, we are here."

Lin Chonghan withdrew his eyes.

The turtle slave pushed gently, and the door slowly opened to everyone.

An extremely grand stage came into view. The beams were tied with colorful silks, and tiny lanterns were hung on the silks, illuminating the entire hall.

There were already singing girls sitting on the stage playing the pipa and singing the lyrics leisurely. Lin Shijing closed his eyes and listened, a little surprised: "Is this Bai Letian's "Pipa"?"

Fang Zhong had been waiting here for a long time. When he saw them, he hurried forward to greet them. When he heard Lin Shijing's words, he smiled and said: "Brother Lin has good taste. Now it's just the geishas who sing lyrics, and we won't have a show until later."

He led everyone to their seats one by one. When it was Lin Chonghan's turn, he saw that the other party did not bring a maid, so he specifically asked the turtle slave to find a maid to serve her.

"The young people in Wuling are fighting for their heads, and there are countless songs of red silk——"

The geisha on the stage sang the lyrics softly and gracefully, and everyone in the audience was smiling and chatting warmly with each other.

The atmosphere gradually became heated, and Lin Chonghan watched Gu Qingzhang talking and laughing with Fang Zhong with ease, looking like a social butterfly.

She laughed in her heart and watched the opera on the stage casually.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Fang Zhong suddenly asked someone to bring a box to her. The other person's attitude was humble and respectful, and said: "Zhong didn't expect that a noble person would come to the small land of Bozhou. This is a small kindness. Please don't do it."

dislike."

The servant opened the long and flat box, inside which lay a jade hairpin on the left side and a dazzling array of jade jewelry on the right side.

"Zhong accidentally got a whole piece of Hetian jade," Fang Zhong explained promptly, his tone unable to conceal his pride and complacency, "so I specially invited a good craftsman to make this jade into a complete set of jewelry."

He said: "When I see this noble person, I feel that no one in this world is more worthy of this jade than you."

This man really has a clever mouth and a face as good as a city wall.

Lin Chonghan's reaction was quick. She smiled and politely declined: "You are so courageous. Although I want to accept it, after returning to Beijing, I often have to contact noble people, so it is inconvenient to take her with me."

"In this case, how can I bear to let the beautiful jade become dusty?"

Fang Zhong's back was soaked with cold sweat, but it was not because of fear, but because of excitement.

The Lin family's family background must be as prominent as that of the master's family. How many people in the world can be called nobles by the Lin family? And only those few people need to be avoided by others.

Fang Zhong quickly asked someone to put away the box. At this moment, Gu Qingzhang pointed at an actor on the stage and said with a smile: "Brother Fang is so rich that he can rival the country. Why don't you go talk to the old bustard here about this?"

How about giving it to me, little girl?”

She was just a prostitute. Fang Zhong took one look and accepted casually, not taking it to heart at all.

Lin Shijing didn't know what his plan was. He glanced at Lin Chonghan and saw that there was nothing unusual about him. He knew that Gu Qingzhang must have greeted her in advance, so he felt relieved.

After three rounds of drinking, Fang Zhong was already a little tipsy, and Gu Qingzhang seemed to be quite drunk as well.

The two quickly began to put their arms around each other and call each other brothers. Fang Zhong put his arms around Gu Qingzhang's neck and went all the way to the first floor to find the madam. He said loudly that he wanted to give the opera girl to Gu Qingzhang.

The madam looked like she was about to speak but hesitated.

"Why," Fang Zhong felt that he had been humiliated and was in a very unhappy mood, "I don't even have the right to deal with a girl now?!"

Even though he said this, the madam didn't dare to refute, so she could only agree with a smile.

The two of them intimately commented on the girls in the hall, and then began to find fault with the furnishings of the Xiaoyue Building. In the end, even the passing turtle slaves had to say something disgusting.

Madam:……

The two of them were wandering around Xiaoyue Tower together. Gu Qingzhang directly asked Fang Zhong to come to the capital in the future and go directly to Ning'an Hou Mansion to find him.

Fang Zhong suddenly regained consciousness.

But he still pretended to be a drunkard and put the completely drunk Gu Qingzhang safely into the carriage before quietly breathing a sigh of relief.

On the way back, he couldn't help but spit on the road and cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, it's a Marquis!" After saying that, he felt scared for a while, but luckily he didn't offend the other party today.

At this time, Gu Qingzhang also sat up from the carriage. His eyes were clear, and it was obvious that he was not drunk at all.
Chapter completed!