Chapter Twenty-Seven: Who

A few days later, the prince and his entourage have passed Tongguan and arrived at Longmendu, and crossing the Yellow River is the east of the river. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

And the news that the prince is about to arrive in Jinyang has also been transmitted to Jinyang through the post station.

The officials here in Jinyang are making all kinds of preparations to welcome the prince, the welcome ceremony, the place to stay, is also lively, and even the families here in Jinyang are also making preparations.

The Yingguo Mansion is naturally no exception. But all this has nothing to do with Wu Yuanqing, the Yang family wants Wu Yuanqing to have something to do with it, but the tired Wu Yuanqing is unwilling to do this kind of thing, there is no way for the Yang family to prepare by himself, and he can only let Wu Yuanqing do it.

Every day, Wu Yuanqing is wandering around, or sleeping at home, and in his spare time, he tells stories to his younger brothers and sisters, and asks Wang Erni to sing folk songs.

Since Wang Erni's little girl learned the first folk song, listening to folk songs has become a reserved program for the martial family, especially at night, you can always hear the loud and crisp folk songs echoing in the sky above the Guogong Mansion.

Although Yang felt that this folk song was all country slang at first, and it was all something of love and love, it was really difficult to get into the elegant hall, but he couldn't stand Wu Yuanqing like it, not only Wu Yuanqing liked it, but even Wu Yuanshuang, Daya, and Erya also liked to listen to it, and Yang could only follow them, but he didn't want to listen to it too much, Yang also thought that this folk song was very interesting, and even designated what he liked to let Wang Erni sing.

Wu Yuanqing will also teach his younger siblings some things that he knows, all of which are learned by elementary school students. Arithmetic, pinyin or something, arithmetic is okay, Wu Yuanshuang and they have learned, but they need to learn Arabic numerals again, and they can slowly compare what they have learned before, at least they don't need to teach very basic things, addition and subtraction are very fast, but multiplication and division are a little difficult, especially Wu Yuanshuang himself doesn't like to learn, and memorizing the multiplication table makes it difficult for him to die.

It is rare to teach them to learn pinyin, a SX dialect, and it is really difficult to learn pinyin. Wu Yuanqing also taught Mandarin one by one. It's been a few days, and I've only learned a few letters.

Wu Erya is worthy of being able to kill the eldest grandson Wuji, and being the empress is indeed very demonic, her learning ability is several grades stronger than her brothers and sisters, and her comprehension ability and memory are also much better.

Although the eldest girl is a lot more stupid than the second girl, it is much stronger than her brother Wu Yuanshuang, especially the eldest girl is still a person who likes to learn, and can barely keep up with the progress of the second girl.

Wu Yuanqing went out shopping alone this day.

At the beginning, there would still be a family general to follow when he went out, but since the news that he beat Wen Ting and falsely claimed a thousand acres of land spread all over Jinyang, everyone knows that he even dared to beat the son of the Taiyuan Wang family and the son of Wen Yanbo, the deputy prime minister of Zhongshu Shilang, and no one dared to provoke him without opening his eyes.

Besides, when he went out with his family, the family would always shout at him, and from a distance, others knew that the little grandfather of Yingguo Mansion was coming, and he immediately hid far away, as if Wu Yuanqing was a plague, lest he avoid it.

When you go shopping, everyone else avoids you, so what's the point of shopping. So Wu Yuanqing learned well, and changed to go out alone, so that people who were not familiar with him would not avoid him.

Wu Yuanqing ate, drank, and played all the way, and the time was at dusk in the afternoon, and he was about to go home, but when he was halfway there, he was attracted by a noisy pavilion.

Wu Yuanqing used to come to this place often, but now Wu Yuanqing has never been to this place. But there are memories of coming to this place.

In my memory, this place is a green building, called CW Pavilion, the name is quite elegant, and it is not called Yihong Courtyard.

In his previous life, he had never been to a nightclub, a place like Red Light Street, and of course he had never been to a shampoo room on the street, let alone a prostitute, but at that time it was because this kind of thing was illegal, and he didn't have that hobby.

But to say that he wasn't curious about this kind of place would be.

Except for the crooked ones, there is no straight man who is not curious about these places.

So, after a lifetime of purity, he decided to visit the Qinglou last time, of course, he was not ready to go in to play, just a simple visit, by the way to see what the stumbling women look like at this time. Heavy makeup is still fresh and elegant, or both.

"Yo, isn't this Grandpa Wu, but you haven't been here for a while, don't you think our girl is not well-greeted" Wu Yuanqing just stepped into the brightly lit place, and was seen by the sharp-eyed **.

Wu Yuanqing heard the sound and looked over, only to see a woman in her thirties walking towards him. Although the makeup is gaudy, it still looks pretty good, and the loose clothes can't show the figure, but it should be very good. If you leave it to the next generation, this is a typical mature woman.

It's just that for thousands of years, the words of the entertainment industry have not changed. In later TV movies, the mother of the nightclub, San, seems to greet customers like this.

Unchanged, bad reviews, Wu Yuanqing muttered psychologically, but said with a smile on his face: "Son, I've been very busy lately, why don't you come here."

** didn't ask, but asked with a smile: "Is the little grandfather looking for Piaopiao today, or Ziwei to accompany you, or the two of them together."

Wu Yuanqing waved his hand and said: "You don't have to worry about this, Childe, I'll just go in and find it myself, you are busy with you, Childe, I'm not unfamiliar with here."

"That's that, the little grandfather is naturally familiar with this place, then you go in by yourself, I won't be an eyesore in front of you," said with a smile on his face.

After watching Wu Yuanqing enter, he went to greet the other guests.

Wu Yuanqing thought that it was also a temporary idea to enter here, and he didn't turn over his memories well, originally thinking that it was just a small building.

Who knows, this time I went in and found that this place was so big. Casually strolled down the side, there was a courtyard with three entrances. The outermost building is a four-story building, and the two inner buildings are three-storey. The girls I saw along the way roughly calculated that there were dozens of people, and they were still waiting outside to greet the guests, and if you count the hundreds of people in the house, this is still the girls, not the maids.

This is not much worse than the large nightclubs seen on TV in later generations. The key is that all the girls here are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

This is much better than the female college students of the so-called prestigious universities in the nightclubs of later generations.

At that time, there was no comparison between the number of students from prestigious universities and the number of literate people who are literate in this year.

The girl at this time is still of high quality, Wu Yuanqing thought like this, and looked more carefully.

Along the way, there were girls who came up to greet Wu Yuanqing, and many of them still had impressions in their memories.

The Wu Yuanqing before was really a big ****, it was so shameless, he slept with so many girls.

Wrong, it's because I've slept with so many girls.

Wu Yuanqing thought indignantly that he felt that his innocence had been tarnished.

Unconsciously, I walked to the third floor of the last small building, and the small building in the third courtyard is a high-end VIP private room in the CW Pavilion.

From the back row of the courtyard of Sanjin, there are ordinary private rooms, VIP private rooms, and finally high-end VIP private rooms.

There aren't many people here, so it's a lot quieter than before.

Turning out of the staircase, Wu Yuanqing saw several eighteen or nineteen-year-old beautiful girls leaning on the railing and chatting quietly, and they kept eating the snacks handed by the maid.

The girls also saw Wu Yuanqing and greeted them one after another.

Wu Yuanqing saw that there was a girl inside who looked very familiar, as if she was called Cuiping, and she had slept with herself before, but this girl was one of the top brands of this CW Pavilion, she was usually very busy, and there were countless people ordering her, why was she chatting here now, so she asked curiously: "Why are you all chatting outside, are there no guests?"

The girls smiled and said, "Look at what the little grandfather said, aren't you a guest, compared to you, other people are not important."

"It is"

"yes, yes"

............

Well, the service industry is able to speak, especially what the beautiful girls say, it's all the truth, haha, give praise.

"Okay, okay, what you say, I love to listen to Childe, come on, come on, one person has a gold leaf, Childe rewards you."

casually rewarded a few gold leaves, Wu Yuanqing continued: "Okay, the reward has also been given, you haven't answered my words yet, why are you all staying outside here, there are no guests, or do you say that the guests don't like you." “

Wu Yuanqing was very curious about the things in the Qinglou, and he wanted to inquire about everything.

Cui Ping, who had slept with Wu Yuanqing, felt that he was more familiar with Wu Yuanqing, so he hurriedly said: "Don't hide it from the little grandfather, originally our sisters were waiting in that room over there, but after the masters inside came in here, they sent us out, mysterious, and they didn't know what they were doing and didn't let us get close, let us stay here."

The girl said and pointed to a room in the corner for Wu Yuanqing to see: "Tell me, is there a person who came to the Qinglou and didn't look for a girl, but a few old men were tired of being together?" Isn't that sick. ”

Wu Yuanqing's face was dark, as if he was not ready to find a girl when he came in, didn't he even scold himself?

Is this a scolding of a bald man in front of a monk?

However, this girl's words are not unreasonable, except for those who have a psychological cleanliness habit like herself, it seems that everyone who enters the Qinglou is indeed looking for a girl. These men kicked the girl out, and it was strange for a few men to be in the house.

Don't?

Wu Yuanqing was disgusted by the thoughts that appeared in his own mind.

Get a base! It's better to do a few together!

This is the picture that suddenly appeared in Wu Yuanqing's mind.

Ah! Good Nima is disgusting.

No, I've only heard of this kind of thing, but I've never seen it, so it's necessary to take a look.

The gossip heart of the otaku is also very strong.,Doesn't it mean that every otaku has a very rotten self living in their hearts?

Although Wu Yuanqing is very sure that he is straight, he might as well satisfy his little curiosity.

So, under the strange eyes of the girls, Wu Yuanqing moved lightly and slowly, quietly walked to the window of the room, and skillfully dipped his fingers in the saliva to break the window paper, quietly covered his eyes, and peeked in.

This business is skilled, and he looks stupid at a group of girls.

Voyeurism! The girls thought so.

Wu Yuanqing had already done it very carefully, but the people in the house who couldn't stand it were even more careful, and just now he saw the people inside, and he was discovered by a person facing the window.

"Who?"

With a loud shout, the door slammed open, and several figures jumped out.