It's snowing, the flow of people on the street is obviously much less, the people have gone home, and those who go out to play have also found a restaurant and a green building to go in to warm up. Text┡ Scholar Ω.*

Wang Yan is very fond of snowy days, and stepping on snow is one of his few preferences, and a thin layer of snow quickly accumulates on the street.

"Young master, it's snowing heavily, let's go back." Aggie patted the snow trail on his head.

"We're not going to be at the inn tonight."

"Ahh So where are we going to spend the night? ”

"Have you ever heard of the Warm Spring Pavilion?"

"I've heard of it, it's the most famous Qinglou in Xinzhou, and I heard that the girl in it... Master! Are you going to the Warm Spring Pavilion? Aggie said with his mouth wide open. Master! Don't you hate visiting green houses! ”

"Don't think about it, someone asked me to come to the Warm Spring Pavilion to talk about things." Wang Yan glanced at Ajidao.

Aji is a smart person, and he guessed the outline of the matter when his head turned, Nuanchun Pavilion is the property of Wufeng Pavilion, and the person who talks to the young master must be the person from Wufeng Pavilion.

The Warm Spring Pavilion is not far away, the red lanterns are hanging high outside, and although it is snowing, there are still prostitutes wearing small cotton jackets in front of the door to greet customers.

There are very few people on the street, and most of the male guests who pass by are pulled into the Warm Spring Pavilion.

Wang Yan and Aji walked to the door, and a prostitute answered.

"Childe, such a heavy snow must be cold to the bones, why don't you enter the pavilion with the slave family and let you warm up, young master." As he spoke, the person posted it and directly grabbed Wang Yan's arm, which was even more arrogant than the prostitutes in Yuanyang Drunken Fragrance Courtyard.

was about to go in, so he didn't shirk and pulled himself into the door by the prostitute, Aji was already entangled, and when he saw the young master being pulled into the door, he also relaxed and walked in together.

At the end of the street, Wang Yun leaned out with Dye Xian and watched Wang Yan and Aji enter the gate of Nuanchun Pavilion.

Cui'er and Ping'er held umbrellas for the two of them on the side, and Dye Xian looked at it for a long time, then turned back and stopped looking.

Wang Yun's eyes became colder and colder, and there was a trace of anger in his breath, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed the oil paper bag in Cui'er's hand and threw it on the snow, leaving angrily!

"Miss!" Cui'er called out and hurriedly chased after her.

Dye Xian and Ping'er quickly chased after her.

Before leaving, Ping'er turned her head to look at Nuanchun Pavilion, and a trace of entanglement welled up in her heart, knowing that men were all lustful, but when she saw Wang Yan shopping around the Qinglou, she still felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

Fang Tianyou couldn't guess what Wang Yun and Dye Xian thought, but he knew what was in the oil paper, and felt that it was a pity to throw it away, so he walked over and picked it up, and then chased after him.

Under a tree on the other side of the street, the ugly girl who had just taken Wang Yan's gold and silver also looked at the gate of Nuanchun Pavilion, her mouth bulging wide, and her eyebrows jumping.

At this moment, three men who were also ragged and covered in dirt surrounded them.

"Little girl, we've been staring at you for a long time, just now a son gave you a lot of gold and silver, and you can't spend it alone, why don't we divide it?" The leader spoke, with a hint of fierceness on his face, and his hand had already reached out.

"Get out!" The ugly girl didn't turn her head, and snorted coldly.

"Little girl! Grandpa, I said that to give you face! Acquaintances hand over the money! Otherwise! Before he finished speaking, three lassoes flew down from the tree and wrapped around the necks of the three people, and then, three white shadows jumped down from the tree, and the three beggars were hung up the tree, struggling violently.

"Door master, the stakes are high, don't mess around." The woman in white who spoke draped the white cloak in her hand over the ugly girl.

"Got it, let's go back." After the ugly girl finished speaking, she turned to look at the three beggars who had stopped moving.

"You two dispose of these three bodies and go back."

"But the master of the door is planning to take action against Juying?"

"It's not time yet, I'm just joking with a stupid man." The ugly girl said and disappeared into the snow with the woman in white.

As soon as Wang Yan entered the door, the old bustard of Nuanchun Pavilion greeted him, about thirty years old, the makeup is not thick, and it looks passable, the reason why Wang Yan hates to go to these fireworks places is that he is not used to seeing them wear heavy makeup, and the makeup gap between this era and later generations is one day and one place.

"I don't know that Young Master Wang is here, and the slave family has lost its welcome, please don't blame the young master!" The old bustard was very enthusiastic, and the prostitute who had just pulled Wang Yan in hurriedly let go of his hand and gave up his position, and the old bustard walked up to Wang Yan and grabbed his arm.

Wang Yan was a little uncomfortable, but he didn't break free, and intuitively, Wang Yan could feel that there was a special gaze watching him.

Nuanchun Pavilion is the stronghold of Wufeng Pavilion in Xinzhou City, and most of those who look at themselves with strange eyes are the eyes of other forces.

Maybe there are people in it.

Wang Yan didn't expect to be able to fool those eyeliner, it was a well-known thing that he didn't go to the Qinglou, and it was not strange that this matter reached the ears of their bosses.

glanced at the prostitutes in the cabinet, they were all middle-class girls, and they felt a little sorry, but women in this era have almost no human rights, and even if the queen intervenes in the government, there is not much change.

The old bustard took Wang Yan and Aji to the private room in the middle of the second floor, where the table was already full of good wine and food, and the wine and food were steaming, obviously just put on the table.

In front of the screen on the side, there were four good-looking girls, and when they saw Wang Yan and Aji entering the house, they greeted them.

Aji smiled very much, opened his hands, and waited for the beauty to enter his arms.

It's a pity that things always backfire, and the four girls fell forward, but they all turned to Wang Yan with a smile.

Wang Yan was caught off guard and was forced to eat a lot of tofu.

Aji watched with envy on the side as Wang Yan struggled among the beauties with a painful face, the four girls wrapped Wang Yan tightly hand in hand, and they all pulled the sari low, as long as Wang Yan moved bigger, he would touch some sensitive places.

"Bustard! I don't want to talk about it anymore! Wang Yan was so close to his body that he couldn't even squat down, and when he saw the old bustard snickering not far away, he said angrily.

"Young Master Wang, aren't the daughters of the slave family waiting well? Why did the young master make him so angry? “

"Don't ask knowingly there." Wang Yan instantly pulled down his face and said.

The old bustard is a person who can read his face, and knows that he can't continue to make trouble like this.

"Daughters, step aside!"

The old bustard greeted, and the four prostitutes around Wang Yan let go of their hands and retreated to the side, all covering their mouths and snickering.

Wang Yan sat down in his seat with a dark face, and Aji also sat down, but a pair of eyes swirled around the four prostitutes.

"Where's the ghost hime!" There was some disgust in Wang Yan's voice.

"Young master, don't worry, the pavilion master came early, and he is waiting for the young master in Hong'er's room!"

"Why don't you just take me to her?"

"My young master, Hong'er's boudoir can be entered casually, if the slave family brings you in directly, the guests below will have to kill the slave family! How is this business going to go on? The old bustard smiled.

"In that case, why didn't she come out to see me?"

"Young Master Wang, the pavilion master said, I didn't come out to see you for your own good, now everyone knows that the pavilion master will dedicate himself on Liu Zhoumu's birthday, and they all regard my pavilion master as the woman of the state pastor, there are many spies in the pavilion today, if they see the young master and the pavilion master's secret meeting, and then spread the matter to the ears of the state pastor, isn't it a disaster for the young master?"

"You said that the news that Ghost Ji was going to dedicate herself to Liu Tang spread? When was this? Wang Yan asked with a dark face.

"Hey, it spread three days ago, I don't know which vicious person spread this matter all over Xinzhou City overnight, my pavilion master was furious, and he has been arrested for three days, and he hasn't caught the person who spread the matter." The old bustard said mournfully, with tears hidden in the corners of his eyes, and a touch of hatred in his words.

Weave! Let's make it up! If this matter hadn't spread by yourself, Wang Yan would have dared to die here!

Ghost Ji, you are really a good calculation, at this time, spread the matter, so that the Four Seas Gang and Qingyutang are jealous, but also show their hearts to Liu Tang in disguise, so that even if something happens in the future, Wufeng Pavilion will not be suspected first.

"And how can I meet her?" Wang Yan said coldly.

"Young master, don't worry, the pavilion master specially held a grand event today in order to meet the young master, and prepared a big gift for the young master."

"Without further ado, I'll just listen to the point." Wang Yan said coldly.

"Today is the day when the Red Phoenix leaves the pavilion, and her first guest is you, Young Master Wang, do you say this is a big gift?" The old bustard covered his mouth and smiled, ignoring Wang Yan's seriousness and coldness.

Ning Hong'er left the cabinet today, no wonder it was so lively outside, but if they knew that the candidate had been decided, would they not be so enthusiastic.

Wang Yan didn't think about it anymore, since Ghost Ji had asked him to come, he would definitely find a way to meet, and he didn't have to worry about it.

If this table of wine and food is delayed, it will be cold, Wang Yan has not eaten much except for eating with Aji in the restaurant at noon this day, and he is hungry, so he starts to move.

When the old bustard saw this, he gave the four prostitutes a look, and the four of them gathered around.

The prostitutes who waited for Wang Yan were very regular, and the dishes were poured into the wine, and the people who waited for Aji had no bottom line, and their bodies were all pasted, and Aji's expression was very enjoyable.

The old bustard smiled and exited the room, and it exploded outside in less than half a pillar of incense!

The window of the private room was opened by the prostitute from the outside, and through the beaded curtains, you could see the big red chandelier hanging in the center of the second floor.

The old bustard's coquettish voice came in from outside.

"Today is a big day for Hong'er to come out of the pavilion, thank you for coming here, today is still the old rule, don't look at money, let Hong'er choose his own people, I don't know which master can become Hong'er's first guest to enter the scene."

"Bustard, stop talking nonsense! Let Miss Hong'er come out, I, Zhang Xiong, have been waiting for too long today, this is the night pearl I got from Jiaozhou! Priceless! If Miss Hong'er is willing to spend ** with Zhang, this night's pearl will be given to Miss Hong'er! ”

"Zhang Xiong, do you think a bead can touch Miss Hong'er's heart? I am a celebrity in Xinzhou 6 Zhen, poems spread all over the beam, if I can be fortunate enough to spend a good night with the red girl, 6 I would like to write lyrics for the red girl to pass on the name! ”

The sound of quarrels outside continued, and Wang Yan's ears were sore when he heard it.

"Which of you go and close the window, I have a headache when I hear it!"

"Young Master, wait a little longer, Sister Hong'er will come out immediately, they will quarrel with each other, and their efforts will be in vain, Sister Hong'er is destined to be the young master." The prostitute sitting on Wang Yan's left side covered his mouth and smiled.