Seeking Fang Pavilion.

"Two sons, please. ”

A turtle man at the door looked at the way Zhao Li and Fang Boxue were dressed, bent down respectfully and stretched out his hand, and made a gesture of inviting in.

Xunfang Pavilion is very different from other green buildings on the street, and it can be seen from the turtle at this gate.

The other shops have always refused to come to customers, but this Xunfang Pavilion only accepts the sons and daughters of the long shirts, the kind of farmers, workers, and merchants who are not scholars at first glance, even if they hold large ingots of gold and silver in their hands, they are not allowed to enter.

According to Zhao Li's opinion, this Xunfang Pavilion has the feeling of a "luxury club" in modern society, and it is the kind that can only be entered if certain conditions are met.

What is even more different from other Qinglou is that if you want to play a real "red card" girl in Xunfang Pavilion, you must choose guests with "literary style"-

Yes, although there are some ordinary girls in Xunfang Pavilion who can go to the house if they have money, but for the best girls among them, it is not the guests who choose the girls, but the girls who choose the guests.

The way to choose guests is also very simple, into the guests of the Fang Pavilion, on the poetry or composition of a poem, if there is a red card girl to see, will invite this literary guest to go upstairs to linger carefully...

Not to mention, this routine of Xunfang Pavilion is also deeply affected by Deyang County, and even in the entire Qingzhou Mansion, it has played a little famous, and countless scholars and talented people are proud to be received by the red card girl of Xunfang Pavilion and compare -

Of course, among them, there are three, six, nine and so on, the kind of prostitutes who write poems and essays in vain, are the most face-saving, and can also be said to be the most literary talents.

Although the kind can pick up customers, but still have to pay some money, it means that the literary style needs to be improved, as for the kind that is not received at all, it will be ridiculed...

And it's strange to say that the red card and Oiran girls of other Qinglou will always be more or less disliked by people - after all, green vegetables and radishes have their own love, but this has never happened in Xunfang Pavilion.

No matter which red card girl is received, all the guests are quite satisfied, all of them are happy, and the praise is close to 100%, which can be regarded as a miracle in the green building.

When I entered the hall of Xunfang Pavilion and sat down, I was greeted by my own turtle father, and while serving tea, I asked if I wanted an ordinary girl to play, or if I wanted to try to challenge the red card girl.

Fang Erudite, the son of the Fang family on the side, couldn't wait to read out the poems plagiarized by Zhao Li, and asked the turtle to send them to the red card girls for tasting-to say that the original Zhao Anchun is indeed a little talent, although the poems he made have not reached the level of "white prostitution", but he can always get the opportunity to pick up customers, but he pays more or less money.

As for the current Zhao Li, although he has inherited the memory of the original owner, he has not inherited the talent of the original owner - it is impossible to ask Zhao Li to make a poem, and he can't do it in this life, so he can only plagiarize some poems before the time crossing to pretend to be a cultural person.

Zhao Li didn't rush to come up with his poems, although he actually wanted to see the Qinglou style of this era, and even had a little expectation, but since he stepped into this Xunfang Pavilion, he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

What was wrong, but Zhao Li couldn't say, he could even feel that it was not feedback from the body, but a sense of danger from the soul... If you have to say it, it's probably a kind of sixth sense induction after the number of births and deaths, and the strength of the soul is high.

Zhao Li looked towards the second floor of Xunfang Pavilion, and the corridor was full of girls from Yingying Yanyan, among which there were several stunning girls who were surrounded by flowers, with obvious appearance and superior temperament, which was the "red card" in the building.

When Zhao Li looked at one of them, who was about seventeen or eighteen years old and looked extremely bright and lovely, the person who was the original owner of the body snapped until the night before his sudden death, and the object of his kiss seemed to be called "Ke'er".

The Kerr girl was also looking at Zhao Li with a smile from upstairs, her eyes were like silk, and the corners of her eyes were smiling.

As if there was a "boom" in his head, the memory of the original owner of the body and this Kerr girl for a time jumped out of his mind uncontrollably, flickering back and forth in front of Zhao Li's eyes.

The blood-pumping pictures and sounds of that scene seemed to be close at hand, and in an instant, Zhao Li's breathing became louder, and at the same time, Zhao Li also began to swallow his saliva in a big gulp...

"Haha, Zhao Xiucai, my poem has passed, I'm going upstairs! Why don't you still read poetry?"

Fang Boxue's rough voice sounded in Zhao Li's ears, and he patted him on the shoulder.

In an instant, Zhao Li shuddered, and those false memories and fragments in front of him disappeared in an instant.

Zhao Li lowered his head suddenly, not daring to look upstairs anymore, and said casually to Fang Erudite: "Congratulations to Fang Gongzi, I have to think about poetry again..."

"Haha, okay, you'll pass it later, just put the account on my head. ”

Fang Boxue also looked anxious, patted Zhao Li's shoulder again, and walked upstairs.

Seeing Fang Boxue's figure step up the stairs, Zhao Li moved his gaze back to the ground, his heart beating wildly.

As a soldier who is born and dies as commonplace, licking blood from the knife all year round, what kind of scene has Zhao Li never seen, how could he be unable to give up just because he glanced at a woman in a green building, and even fell into a state of sluggishness?

No matter how beautiful this Qinglou woman is, no matter how much "love taste" there is, it is absolutely impossible!

And Zhao Li is not only that, when Zhao Li looked at the red card of this "Kerr", he felt not only a strong ** desire, and possessiveness, but even a strong appetite in the second world in the face of mutation induced characteristics, and in the third world in the face of fat house happy water and gene enhancement liquid...

In addition to the above emotions, when Zhao Li and "Ke'er" looked at each other, they also felt a very strong sense of threat in their hearts... This sense of danger was so strong that it was absolutely impossible for Zhao Li to misjudge.

"This son, you are..."

The turtle man on the side saw that Zhao Li had been looking at the ground, looking distracted, and couldn't help but scream again on the side.

"I can't think of poetry today, so I'll come back tomorrow when I think about it. ”

Zhao Li raised his head slightly, pretending to be dejected, shook his head in frustration, hurriedly said to the turtle prince who was waiting on the side, and turned around directly and walked towards the outside of Xunfang Pavilion, not daring to stop at all.

The second floor of the Xunfang Pavilion.

The bright and lovely Kerr girl, looking at Zhao Li's figure leaving in a hurry, seemed to have a look of doubt on her face, but then, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, evoking a touching smile. (https:)

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