At this time, a maid stepped forward and smiled at Fang Zheng: "Congratulations to this son, you are outstanding in literature and witty, Miss Yanran admires it very much, and wants to invite the son in, she will play a song alone for the son." ”

Fang Zheng scratched his head and said, "I don't know anything about music theory, isn't Miss Yanran playing the piano to a cow?" I think it's better to forget it......"

"Or, please ask this fat man next to me...... Well, this Zhou Gongzi will go in for me, he is better at this...... Hey? Fatty, what's wrong with you? Fang Zheng looked at the fat man with a puzzled expression that was about to vomit blood.

Sensei said that it was him, and even the maid on the side was blue and white for a while, her apricot eyes were round, her delicate body trembled, and she couldn't say a word with trembling lips.

The fat man smiled at the maid with an ugly face: "This son may be a little confused with joy, and he lost his words for a while, and asked the girl not to blame, the girl will go first, and he will come later." ”

The maid squeezed out a smiling face, didn't speak, didn't look at Fang Zheng, turned her head and left.

Fang Zheng looked at the maid's back and muttered: "If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh, laughing so ugly, it's too professional, this painting boat has done a good job in vocational training for employees...... Wow! Fatty, why are you smiling more ugly than her? Fang Zheng probed the fat man's forehead.

The fat man twisted his head, dodged Fang Zheng's hand, and respectfully sighed at him: "Brother Fang, I have served you, I have really obeyed you!" You wait, I'll write you a big 'suit' word. With that, he turned and searched for something on the table.

Fang Zheng said modestly: "Where, where, isn't it just a couplet, it's nothing, it's really nothing." "The ancients really worked hard to express their admiration.

The fat man couldn't find a suitable thing left and right, so he had to dip his finger in the wine in the pot, and then he actually wrote a big word "clothes" on the table. Fang Zheng couldn't stop him, and the fat man was in a hurry with him.

Don't say, this character is really well written, Yan muscles and willow bones, vigorous and powerful, this kid looks messy, the word is still quite skilled, it is estimated that he has been immersed in this way for many years.

"Good word!" Fang Zheng couldn't help but praise.

The fat man groaned and stroked his forehead and said, "Brother Fang, don't speak, go in, please, leave the rest to me, don't worry." Without waiting for Fang Zheng to say more, he pushed and drove him into the back cabin of the painting boat, and when Fang Zheng turned around, he saw that this kid was pulling Wang's mother aside, talking sneakily.

He's paying the bill, right? Fang Zheng guessed. Then Young Master Fang shouted a very superfluous sentence to the fat man: "Hey, remember to tell her to discount......"

"Plop!"

Lifting the bead curtain, the maid just now was standing respectfully on the side waiting for Fang Zheng. Seeing him coming, she didn't say a word, and led Fang Zheng straight to the back. Fang Zheng observed it and found that the whole painting boat was divided into two parts, the front hall belonged to the bow of the ship, and the back hall belonged to the stern, separated by a bead curtain in the middle. Fang Zheng thinks that the word "private room" is a bit interesting,——, and it sounds like "private room", which is actually a place for people to prostitute themselves, which is similar to the meaning of "hourly room" in modern hotels.

The maid took Fang Zheng with seven bends and eight turns, making him a little dizzy. In the middle, Fang Zheng wanted to talk to her, but she ignored it, and snorted, so angry that Fang Zheng wanted to complain.

When Fang Zheng couldn't help but want to protest, it finally came. After the maid brought him to the place, she didn't greet him, but looked up proudly and disappeared.

The room in front of him looks more special than other private rooms, it is independent of those private rooms, at the very end of the entire painting boat, in order to prevent some tasteless people from harassing Yanran girl, there are two muscular men standing at the door, Fang Zheng knows, this is probably the legendary thug, the unique product of the ancient Qinglou, the things that can't be dealt with on the surface, basically they are all settled, it is really a necessary tool for debt collectors and prostitutes.

The two muscular men didn't say hello when they saw Fang Zheng, maybe someone had ordered them, they just looked at him for a moment and turned sideways and let him in.

Fang Zheng first poked his head in and probed it uneasily, and then sneaked in like a thief. - Actually, he wants to be like those beautiful sons of the world, shaking a folding fan and walking into a woman's boudoir with a comical face, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he was "Xiaosheng" and "contemptible" for a while.

It's a pity that Fang Zheng can't do it, knowing that the police uncle won't come to check the room, but he is still quite weak-hearted. As mentioned earlier, when you go to the kiln, the other party's eldest young master is doing bad things, and if you do bad things, you must have the awareness and attitude of doing bad things. At such times, it is more appropriate to have a thief head and a thief brain than to swagger.

This is the first time Fang Zheng has entered the boudoir of an ancient woman, a little shy and a little expectant, this kind of psychology is not easy to describe, just like a woman waiting for her husband to enter the door hole when she is newly married. - Hey, are all righteous men and gentlemen like this?

There was no one in the house, and the boudoir was very simple, which was beyond Fang Zheng's expectations. He thought that a woman like Yanran, who was sought after by everyone, her boudoir must be extremely exquisite and luxurious, what Indian spices, Central Asian gems, African ivory, Persian carpets, etc., and even the toilet was made of pure gold, which lived up to her reputation as a Jingshi.

But Fang Zheng didn't expect that there was only an eight-sided mahogany embroidered stool in her boudoir, a coffee table, a rosewood bed, and a stove of sandalwood burning on the coffee table, and nothing else. On the wall hangs a text that reads "%¥#—•? (Cursive, Fang Dacai doesn't know.) Those who know that it is a woman's boudoir, but those who don't know think it is the communication room of a small agency.

I didn't see a toilet made of pure gold, living in such a single room, where did she go to the toilet? It's incomprehensible. Looking at the simple furnishings in the house, Fang Zheng couldn't help but sigh: "This girl must be quite short of money to spend." ”

"Flutter," Miss Yanran came out of nowhere, and said with a smile behind Fang Zheng: "This son is really amazing, the slave family never expected that the son would have such an evaluation of the slave family's boudoir." "The voice is like the first cry of a yellow bird, delicate and tactful. It turned out that her voice was so good, Fang Zheng thought that she might be unable to speak in the hall because of a defect in her voice.

Everyone knows that people can't be perfect, God, wrong, this should be called Nuwa, Nuwa gives you something different At the same time, it will definitely make you inferior to ordinary people in some aspects, such as the young jade idol Zhang Xzhi we are familiar with, looks like a fairy, fascinated by Guanxi, beautiful enough, right? But as soon as she opened her mouth, it was a male duck's voice, this is fair, otherwise Guanxi would only take pictures, and the DV machine was waiting for her early. Another example is Guanxi, who is handsome enough, right? But what he said...... Ahem, don't talk about it, digress.

Yan Ran seems to be born without flaws, for example, if it took her a minute to create an old man who was an ordinary person, but Yan Ran must have been carefully built by Nuwa for an hour, is she still flawed? At least Fang Zheng hasn't found out yet. - Maybe she'll find a few if she's stripped off? I guess she doesn't agree......

Fang Zheng turned around, but saw that she had changed her clothes, a pink dress was replaced by an elegant white plain skirt, the light makeup on her face had been removed, a plain face was fresh and refined, and the fat powder was not applied, which highlighted her natural beauty capital, just like the person who came out of the painting. As the saying goes, "a woman should be pretty, and she is filial", and this white plain dress attracts the attention of men more than the pink dress she just wore in the hall. - It's vulgar to describe her as "bubbling" and "bubbling" to put it elegantly, "too bubbling".

At this moment, she was holding a guqin in her hand, and she was also looking at Fang Zheng curiously, with a pair of smart big eyes patrolling up and down, with a smile in her eyes. Fang Zheng twisted his body shyly under her wanton gaze, and said secretly in his heart: "Could it be that her evaluation of me is 'too handsome?'" ’”

The scene was deserted, and Young Master Fang, who was so handsome that he couldn't reason, naturally wanted to break this deadlock first. So he arched his hand and said: "Down, oh no, this young master, oh no, oh no, cough, Xiaosheng has seen Miss Yanran, the girl is beautiful and fragrant, she looks like a fairy, and she is full of country...... I see pity, Xiaosheng's heart is overwhelmed with yearning" Speaking of the back, Fang Zheng shook his head like a poem, the more he read it, the more smooth his mouth became, hey, look at this literary style buddy!

"Flutter" Yanran covered her mouth and smiled again, and said: "Childe is really funny, I haven't asked Childe's name yet." ”

"Oh, Xiaosheng's surname is Fang, and his single name is a Zheng character," Fang Zheng thought for a while, and added: "You can call me my son, or you can call me a handsome guy Fang, I personally prefer the latter." ”

Yanran smiled: "The slave family still calls you Fang Gongzi." After speaking, she sat on the only embroidered stool in the room with the guqin in her arms.

Fang Zheng's eyes swept around and sighed. Gotcha, it's too late, let's stand, this girl really didn't take me as a guest.

Yan Ran chuckled and said, "Why is Young Master Fang sighing? ”

Fang Zheng rubbed his nose helplessly and said: "It's really a last resort to enter the girl's boudoir, who told me to show off...... Well, ahem, wrong, talented. But at least the guests should have a stool to sit on and a cup of hot water to drink. ”

Yan Ran was still smiling, but a hint of ridicule flashed in her eyes: "When a man enters a woman's boudoir, why should he sit pretending to be coy, just lie down." ”

"Huh?" How do you say that? Fang Zheng said curiously: "You guys are popular here...... Lying down and listening to tunes? ”

Yanran smiled and said: "Childe, don't blame the slave family for saying bluntly, you men, but once you enter the woman's boudoir, how can you still behave in a good manner?" Listen to the music, hehe, it's just a beginning, do you think that there are so many talented people outside, outside the staff, using their talents and throwing away all the money, in order to just listen to Yanran play a tune? ”

Yanran's smile has turned cold: "Haven't you fallen in love with Yanran's skin, can hold the girl Yanran, who is the best in appearance, talent, and piano skills, in her arms and is careless, even if she can't really achieve good things, it must make a man's face shine, right?" ”

I'm afraid this girl is misunderstood, is this young master like that kind of lustful person? Fang Zheng was about to open his mouth to explain, but Yan Ran continued to sigh: "Since Yan Ran is in the land of wind and dust and fireworks, she has long known that there will be such a day. Fang Gongzi, you and I originally met in Pingshui, if Fang Cai's words are offensive, please don't worry about the little girl. ”

Fang Zheng smiled bitterly: "Miss Yanran, I just asked the girl for a stool to sit on and a cup of hot water to drink, and I didn't make any other requests, right?" I didn't expect to make you so disgusted, can't I sit down? ”

Yan Ran's eyes widened and said, "You...... Is it really just to listen to music? ”

"It's not for listening to music, in fact, I can't understand it at all, you can not play it, just treat me as a string of doors. Are you alright? It's okay, I'm leaving, you can rest and say goodbye. "This girl can't be provoked, so it's the best plan. Fang Zheng arched his hand indiscriminately, ready to flash.

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I'm wondering, is there another chapter in the evening? I didn't have the confidence to ask: How many people read this book?