Chapter 223: Drinking Flower Wine

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After finishing speaking, he was still grinding in front of the door and did not leave, Xu Er frowned, "Why don't you leave?" Do you want to go in and have a drink or two? ā€

Xiao Er smiled, "Where does the little one have this blessing?" It's just that on the order of the matchmaker, to invite a few young masters, my Yunyan girl will set up three checkpoints tonight, and the person who clears the customs will be the guest of Yunyan girl's curtain tonight, and I hope that several young masters will be able to cheer at that time. ā€

Xiao Er's face was about to stiffen with laughter, he knew that these masters, where they were so good at talking, whether they would come to cheer or not depends on whether they are happy. He didn't dare to disobey the order of the matchmaker, the matchmaker is now his food and clothing parents!

Xu Jinzheng let go of half of his body, turned his head, and said to the rest of the people, "You all heard what Xiao Er said!" Do you want to go tonight? ā€

Yunyan Girl's name, although Zheng Rong didn't know, but several other people had heard of it, Yunyan Girl was the Oiran of the Red Art Gallery.

said it was an oiran, but in fact, it looked like that, what good-looking girls had they never seen? It's just that this Yunyan girl was originally a clean girl, and she didn't sell her body. Tonight, these three levels should be just a howl, attracting everyone's scramble.

Zheng Rong turned his head and looked at everyone's faces, and there was no surprise and as he imagined. Zheng Rong stretched out his hand and scratched his head, how could this be different from what he imagined? Could it be that this cloud smoke girl? Isn't it the number one brand of this Red Art Gallery?

Zhengrong's gaze swept to his brother-in-law, and asked curiously, "Brother Wei, who is this Yunyan girl?" ā€

Wei Feng saw Zhengrong ask him, and his eyes rolled. His righteous brother, who looks like this, but is said to be a broken sleeve, is really a tyrannical thing, it must be that he doesn't know that women are good, so he was fooled by Prince Chu's black-hearted heart.

"This Yunyan girl is the Oiran of the Red Painting Gallery, and the pipa she plays can barely reach her ears."

As he spoke, he raised his eyes and looked at the other brothers, "Why don't we take Zhengrong to see the world today!" The first time he came, he just took this opportunity to let us see the demeanor of my righteous brother! ā€

The rest of the people glanced at each other, but they didn't expect Wei Er to be really good to his righteous brother, but if they didn't go over or not, they didn't care, just take a look at what kind of howl came out of the Red Painting Gallery this time.

An San pinched the folding fan and gently knocked on the tea cup, and the blue and white porcelain tea cup made a crisp sound, "Since Wei Er said that he wanted to go and see, let's go and see!" Tell the matchmaker that these three levels should be more interesting today, otherwise, the young masters will not go to the scene again next time. ā€

He didn't believe that one of the top brands in the Red Art Gallery was really so capable, and there were three levels, and nine times out of ten it was the matchmaker's idea.

Xiao Er smiled awkwardly, "A few young masters, wait a while, and the dishes will be served immediately." ā€

With that, he bowed and retreated.

After a while, the food was served, and there were several white-skinned and beautiful women, dressed in tulle, and the snow-white skin that could be faintly seen inside.

Zheng Rong shuddered, it was only April now, he looked at Wei Feng and the others shaking their fans and felt cold, these women were dressed so thinly, weren't they cold?

Zheng Rong was thinking about it, when he saw a woman in pink led by him, nested in Ge Yuzhen's arms, and complained in a coquettish voice, "Uncle Ge, haven't you been here to see Miaomiao for a while?" I miss you~"

Three cold sweats broke out on Zhengrong's forehead, Uncle Ge? For Mao, the image that appeared in her mind was seriously inconsistent with the fresh and handsome Ge Yuzhen?!

Zheng Rong shook his head and threw out the bald Uncle Ge who was messing around in his head.

Ge Yuzhen had already stretched out his hand to hold Miaomiao in his arms, stretched out two fingers to pinch Miaomiao's chin, "This little mouth is so sweet, isn't this a master?" I will serve you well today, and I will be happy, and I will definitely come twice in the future! ā€

Miao Miaojiao laughed, shrank into Ge Yuzhen's arms, stretched out her slender jade fingers, hooked up the silver wine jug, and poured a glass for Ge Yuzhen.

Zheng Rong suddenly realized, so it seems that it is not so cold in the arms of men.

The girls standing on the side, where can Miaomiao be in the limelight alone? They all stepped forward, and one of them found a master.

A woman in green who looked quite petite also sat next to Zhengrong, glanced at Zhengrong shyly and timidly, and lowered her head again, this young master is also too good-looking!

Wei Feng hugged a girl in purple, looking at the girl in green with a shy look, he just didn't dare to lean on Zhengrong.

Haha laughed, "Lu'er is stunned to look at my brother?" ā€

After all, Lu'er grew up in the Qinglou since she was a child, where would she be asked by Wei Feng's words, "Which young master is this brother of Young Master Wei?" How come the slave family has never seen it? I don't think it's a regular visitor to our Red Art Gallery. ā€

Wei Feng opened his mouth and drank a sip of wine that Ziyi fed to his mouth, "My brother is the second young master of the Li family, today is the first time to come, you have to take care of it, don't slack off!" ā€

The second young master of the Li family? Lu'er thought about it in her mind, recently, the name of the second young master of the Li family in Beijing is not ordinarily loud! It's just that I don't know if this young master of the Li family, the rumored young master of the Li family, is the same person?

After pondering for a while, Lu'er asked again, "I don't know that this young master of the Li family is Li Zhuangyuan's second brother?" ā€

Wei Feng raised his eyebrows, knowing what she meant, but he still said with honor, "This is natural, my righteous brother's appearance, is there a second one in another family?!" ā€

As soon as Lu'er heard that the second young master of the Wei family was called Zhengrong Yidi, she didn't dare to say more, this was a demon king of the mixed world, and she didn't care who was behind them in the Red Painting Gallery!

Besides, since the second young master of the Li family was willing to visit the Qinglou with them, it showed that the matter between the prince of Chu and the second young master of the Li family was just a rumor, after all, no one had really seen the prince of Chu and the second young master of the Li family in close contact.

It's just that why didn't Prince Chu come out to refute the rumors? As long as he comes out and says nothing, who dares not to believe it?

However, Lu'er is just a Qinglou woman, and she won't get to the bottom of it, so she turned her head and left Fang Cai's doubts behind her, and leaned forward to Zhengrong. Whatever, she just needs to serve the second young master of the Li family well, and see that his hair hasn't grown yet, but he just drinks two glasses with him.

"Young Master Li, come, the slave family will give you a drink~"

As she spoke, there was already a strong smell of fat powder between her nostrils, and she sniffed out like a sneeze.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Zhengrong.

Wei Feng asked even more worriedly, "Zhengrong, what's wrong with you?" But the wind and cold? ā€

Zheng Rong pinched his nose in embarrassment, "I'm fine." ā€

As he spoke, he took the wine glass in Lu'er's hand and drank it all.

Seeing Li Zhengrong finish drinking this cup happily, everyone looked away.

Jing Shaogong pushed the girl in his arms away, "You go and play a tune for you, how can you do it if you only drink wine but don't have a tune?" ā€

The girl reluctantly left Jing Shaogong's arms, and the subordinate standing next to her hugged her piano with great eyes.

The melodious sound of the piano spread, and the young masters also drank a little too much, and began to boast, only Zheng Rong frowned, this tune really ruined this good piano! (To be continued.) )