Chapter 7: Experience of a gilded den

Chapter 7: Experience of a gilded den

"Is this the place you mentioned, with good wine and good food?"

Zhao Yushu stared blankly at a four-story building in front of him. The sound of stringed instruments filled his ears. Red lights were hung all over the streets. Girls in cool clothes leaned against the railings, smiling sweetly. There was no shouting to attract customers like on TV, but every move he made was already charming.

"What a great show of red sleeves all over the building!"

Little Smart's eyes lit up: "Young Master, you have great literary talent!"

"Get lost, I want to eat, why did you bring me here, to this brothel?"

"Sir, this is the best place to eat. In Dongdu, which restaurant's food can compare to ours, Tianxianglou!" Little Smart gave him a thumbs up.

I am a gentleman, I am a five-good young man, I am the successor of the new era, I stay away from pornography, gambling and drugs. I, Zhao Yushu, swear to be irreconcilable with gambling and drugs!

"lead the way!"

"Yes! Please come in, sir!"

Zhao Yushu stopped and said, "By the way, this consumption is probably not cheap."

"I see you have one thousand taels."

"That's the money I used to study!"

Xiao Jingling hesitated for a moment and said: "Well, sit down in the hall, don't look for a girl, a dozen taels is enough."

"A dozen taels, that's fine. By the way, what are you doing in there? I still have to treat you to a meal."

Xiao Jingling chuckled: "Sir, you are joking. If a young master enters Tianxianglou without a servant or something, what is that called, face?"

"Hey, what's the value of face? Forget it, I'll give it to you after I'm full. Oh, and don't forget to return the 950 coins you gave me when you break the silver."

Xiao Jiling's face suddenly fell, and he responded helplessly, and walked in with Zhao Yushu.

Zhao Yushu bid ten taels of silver ingots. Guests with a budget of ten taels could not go upstairs or into the elegant seats. He found a seat in the hall and was served a table of dishes. Zhao Yushu, a starving man, was so full of food that his mouth was drooling. He also sighed that Yushu was really rich. A random meal in the hall was equivalent to Xiao Jiling's income for half a year.

Little Smart stood at the back, tears streaming down his face.

"Sit down and eat together"

"The young master is having a meal, how can people like us sit down?" Xiao Jingling shook his head quickly.

"I don't care about that. We are all human beings and equal." Zhao Yushu pulled off a chicken leg and ate the meat in two or three bites.

"You can't do that, sir. You can say this in private, but if someone hears it in the school, it will be disastrous!" If he wasn't afraid of Zhao Yushu beating him, Xiao Jingling would have covered his mouth.

Zhao Yushu paused and sighed. After all, it was still the era of imperial power, and hierarchy was very important. So he stopped forcing them, but left some for each dish.

In the private rooms upstairs, there were girls with good reputations to accompany him privately, and in the hall downstairs, there were continuous singing and dancing. Zhao Yushu ate his meal and watched the performances, occasionally saying "good" along, which made him feel like he was attending a company annual meeting.

I'm afraid there's no going back, oh

"Brother Wang, please be more open-minded. She is just a girl. Why are you so sad?"

Zhao Yushu was sighing alone when he suddenly heard a man crying at the table next to him, and a friend seemed to be comforting him.

Haha, there are bloody dramas everywhere.

"How could she abandon me? We swore to each other, how could she abandon me?" The man continued to cry.

"Oh, brother Wang, this is just a joke from the brothel girl, you can't take it seriously. The college entrance examination will be held in a few days. You and I failed once last year, and we must pass this year. How can we get too emotional now!"

Lao Wang's brother is unhappy

Zhao Yushu waved to Xiao Jiling and said, "You eat. I'm full. It's a good time to watch a play to help digestion."

Little Smart hurried over, still not daring to sit, bending over and eating heartily

"I must get to the bottom of this today, otherwise I won't be able to concentrate on my studies, Liu Rulan! Come down!" Lao Wang slammed the table and yelled. There was no sound system at this time, so no matter how loud the crowd could talk, there was a limit. Lao Wang's yell immediately silenced the entire hall.

"Oh, Mr. Wang, I told you that Rulan is not feeling well today, please come back another day. Ah, you are drunk today, go back and rest." Unlike what he saw on TV, Zhao Yushu thought that it would be a charming old procuress who would come down to talk about the matter, but he didn't expect it to be a fat nanny.

Come to think of it, it's such a big brothel, how can the big boss come out to settle things at any little thing? Just leave the normal troubles to the younger brothers.

The fat nanny persuaded Lao Wang's friend while winking at him. Lao Wang's friend blushed and hurriedly dragged Lao Wang away. It would be embarrassing if two scholars who were preparing for the imperial examinations made a scene in a brothel.

"I won't leave! If I don't make things clear today, I won't leave!" So it's true that a drunk person is like a dead pig. Lao Wang is so small that the fat nanny and her friend couldn't even pull him.

"Tsk, what are you talking about? Rulan is in my room right now. If you have anything to say, tell me, young master." A sneer came from the second floor, shaking Old Wang.

Hey, that's right, a play has to have a villain to be interesting.

Lao Zhao was not afraid of trouble. He grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the table, crossed his legs and waited for Lao Wang to fight back.

"Brother Wang, let's go, they are from Prince Fu's Mansion," Old Wang's friend pulled him again.

Zhao Yushu stopped eating melon seeds. The people in Prince Fu's Mansion are interesting.

"Rulan, last year you said that you would leave Tianxianglou and grow old with me when I was admitted to the academy. Do you still mean that this year?"

Silence

The young master on the second floor laughed loudly: "I said it for her, it doesn't count, she was just teasing you, Rulan is indeed leaving Tianxiang Tower, but she wants to be my sixth concubine. I was thinking of welcoming her into the family someday, and you just made a good suggestion. I'll wait until the day you pass the imperial examination, and I'll treat you to the wedding wine, hahahahaha"

Oh my god, what a scumbag! Zhao Yushu threw the melon seeds on the table. He had the urge to rush up and beat that guy up, but he held back.

It is true that I have inherited some of the Jade Rat's memories, but I have not learned any systematic moves so far. At most, my body is a little stronger and more agile than the average person, and I can hold my breath a little longer. I killed the man in black purely by luck and because he underestimated his enemy. It has nothing to do with my own strength.

Of course, Zhao Yushu's mindset had not yet changed. In this world, the power represented by the cultivators was already above the secular world. What he thought of was an insurmountable chasm for ordinary people.

Old Wang downstairs looked pale, and pointed at the upstairs with trembling fingers. His lips trembled and he couldn't speak. The words of the young man upstairs were extremely vicious. In today's words, Old Wang was broken.

Lao Wang's friend sighed and pulled Lao Wang out. He knew that Lao Wang had no chance of passing the exam this year. Even on the day of the exam, it would be good if he could still stay awake.

"My dear brother, if Miss Rulan really loves wealth and fame, then letting her go is also a kind of love." Zhao Yushu finally couldn't help it. He couldn't bear to see this poor licker fail miserably, so he gave a contemporary earthy advice. No matter if it worked or not, he would persuade her first.

Unexpectedly, Lao Wang shuddered: "What did you say?"

"Well, if you really love her, why don't you let her go and let her pursue her own happiness? Could it be that your so-called vows are just to satisfy your own needs?" Look, this is called chicken soup psychology.

"But she clearly said that year..."

"You change your mind easily, but you say that your mind is changeable. Brother, you are well-read, how come you don't understand?"

As soon as Zhao Yushu finished speaking, the whole place suddenly started to whisper. A group of people looked at him in disbelief and began to talk to each other, pointing fingers at him.

What's wrong? Did I use the wrong poem?

"But it is said that the hearts of old friends are easily changed. Good poem, good poem. Your literary talent is amazing. You have hit the nail on the head with one sentence. This is my fault. How can I blame Rulan? If it were not for your poem to remind me, I would have almost fallen into the devil's way. Thank you very much, brother."

Lao Wang raised his hands to bow, his waist almost bent to 90 degrees

"Ah, actually, this is not my poem, it's Mr. Nalan's"

"Mr. Nalan, which Mr. Nalan, with such poetic talent, how could he not be famous?"

Yes, Nalan Rongruo was from the Qing Dynasty. It is obvious that they have not heard of him before the Qing Dynasty. It is normal. However, Zhao Yushu, you are an upright young man and cannot be a plagiarist.

"Mr. Nalan is a talented man from my hometown who usually lives in seclusion."

"No wonder, no wonder, what a pity"

As the saying goes, in ancient times, the fastest place for news to spread was the brothel. I believe that after tonight, this reclusive Mr. Nalan will soon become famous.

"Miss Rulan, I am Meng Lang tonight. When I am admitted to the academy, I will come to congratulate you. Please, brother, if you don't mind, let's go to another place and let me buy you a glass of wine."

Just as Zhao Yushu was about to answer, the annoying voice from the second floor sounded again: "Did this young master let you go?"