In the world, the world is mortal, and people live for a lifetime, and the struggle for success is naturally the pompous vanity in the world.

Su Yu of the Flower Dance Workshop and Qi's mother have known each other for a long time.

The two used to be the concubines of the family of a ruler in the capital, but the struggle for power in the court failed, and the official died of excitement. The grandmother was kicked out of the house because she couldn't tolerate it and had nothing to do. Both of them were abducted and trafficked since childhood, and there was nowhere else to go, so they started their careers.

At first, the two worked happily together, business was prosperous, and they soon gained a foothold in Flower Street. But as the scale expanded, the two had serious differences over their business philosophy.

Mother Qi advocates attacking the hue, that is, the appearance is the first, and the talent is slightly inferior, after all, the ultimate purpose of the uncles to consume is the girl's flesh and skin. The skin and flesh have grown, but who can't pick out the silver?

And Su Yu didn't think so, she had accompanied her master to read for a few years earlier, and she was the most favored among the concubines. The master likes to talk with her about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and often takes her to meet some literati, and she has a thorough grasp of the literati's heart. She thinks that it is better to be pleasing to the eye, after all, it is difficult to produce a few beautiful women in a few lifetimes, and the skin and flesh are old and tired, and only exquisite talent is the main means of livelihood for girls. Therefore, she thinks that the silver is not in a hurry, and the heart is the first! When the hearts of the people are hooked, the silver will naturally follow.

The two then turned their faces and split up, and each started a new business. Although these uncles look at the skin and flesh more, it seems that Qi's mother's building is more prosperous, but there are many Qingke who only listen to the piano and read the paintings in the flower dance workshop of Suyu, because the quality of the guests is relatively upper, and some masters with status also take the wine here to thank the guests as a symbol of boasting of status. Therefore, the two families are fighting back and forth, and they are not equal. But this is the first time I have encountered such a phenomenon of deviance.

What kind of man can make a high-roller in the capital crazy like this?!

Lord Wang thought all the way, and the idea of being eager to make meritorious service urged him, and his steps were much lighter.

Coming to the door of the Flower Dance Workshop, Lord Wang was surprised:

The doors are closed! What's the situation?

Listen closely, only listen to the quiet sound of the flute inside, but do not hear the slightest noise of the guests. He tapped the knocker but saw no response, and then struck and knocked again, but there was still no sound. Relying on himself to be the proud doorman of the largest force in the dynasty, he raised his foot and kicked it a few times, and now there was a voice in the door, and the door only opened a crack.

"No more tickets. I want to see it, you can come and get your tickets early tomorrow."

After saying "Bang--" the door was closed, and then fell silent again.

Lord Wang was really shocked!

He feels that he has lived so much, and he has existed as a senior prostitute for 25 years, except for people of the rank of the prime minister and the eldest prince who come to charter the yard, he has never seen anyone who wants to line up for prostitution with a ticket, whether it is a girl or a boy!

Yes, it looks tasteless if you go on, and the guests of the Flower Dance Workshop are not of the same grade as the guests of Yunxian Building, maybe there will be any powerful descendants who can't be provoked in Fengyue, annoying any of them, and if you don't invite it, I'm afraid that my life will be lost somewhere! After thinking about it, I had to return to my residence.

The next day, Lord Wang went out with the eldest prince to run errands, and when he returned home, it was already a willow tip. He changed his outfit and hurried to the door of the Flower Dance Workshop. The door is not closed, but there are still no tickets. The little guy smiled and apologized, and asked him to come early tomorrow to book.

Wang Quan asked with a cold face:

"Do you know who I am?"

The little guys who can mix in the brothel are all human spirits, and when they heard the unhappiness in their voices, they hurriedly gave a big bow respectfully

"Master, how can you not know your prestige? You are Lord Wang Quanwang, the most appreciated advisor of the Great Prince! ”

The sincerity on the face cannot be doubted.

Seeing that Lord Wang was still annoyed, he turned around and took out a booklet and opened it for Lord Wang to see

"You see, there are too many people who come to see this every day, and Zhang Ge Lao's grandson alone has chartered 6 tables. There is also the son of the national abbot and the youngest son of Hanlin editor

Both were booked for two tables. The number of tickets for these adults is a certain number of times per day, and you can see that the other guests have booked tables two days in advance. I'm afraid you'll be out of account tomorrow. ”

The little guy had a worried expression on his face, a look of grievance that he wanted to do his best for Lord Wang but was helpless, but he was disdainful in his heart:

What is the tall outfit of a doorman who plays the autumn breeze? Don't look at the people who come out and go in our yard all day! It's not the blood of the emperor's relatives, or the rich boy brother with a lot of money, which onion are you? It's still an elm that can't be opened, and the door is slammed!

Suddenly, Lord Wang seemed to hear the complaint in his heart, and with his hand stretched out, he took out an ingot of silver about 10 taels from his arms, and stuffed it into the hand of the little servant

"I know you have a way, right?"

The little girl's face almost smiled like a dog's tail flower, and he couldn't stop nodding and shaking his head, and whispered to Lord Wang

"It's really not okay today, you come tomorrow, you don't need to take a ticket, I'll send you directly to the girl's room, I have a good girl who happens to be absent tomorrow."

Lord Wang really wants to punch this dazzling and smiling power eye!

Damn it! Why didn't you think of it before you paid the money?! A natural turtle slave!

So he hugged his fists

"Thank you, little brother, for making it happen!"

Turn around and walk away.

The next day, after Wang Quan finished his work in the morning, he put down all the entertainment in the afternoon and waited for the night to come.

At this point, he seems to understand a little: why the flower dance shop can net all the prostitutes in the city! Just this one of the heart-wrenching and so on, it also makes people scratch their hearts, where will they have any heart to look at those vulgar fans?

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In the heavenly realm, Xue Jun and Jiang Yu were in a hurry.

The garrison will be extremely conscientious:

"Two, the envoys of the underworld are not summoned, and they cannot enter the heavenly realm, please understand."

Jiang Yu hurriedly said:

"We have urgent matters to find Bai Shao, and we also ask the eldest brother to bother with each other."

The heavenly general groaned slightly, and then ordered a day of soldiers to look for it.

In the middle of the sound, the heavenly soldiers came back and said:

"Miss Bai Shao said that she was not free at this time, and asked the two to return, she was idle, and she went to visit the two of them."

Xue Jun and Jiang Yu had no choice but to give up.

At night, Bai Shao arrived as scheduled, but he wandered outside the underworld and did not knock on the door, Xue Jun heard the news and walked out slowly.

The crescent moon is like a hook, and a few traces of transparent clouds and smoke like cicada feathers sweep lightly, but they can't hide the clear glow. Bai Shao was dressed in moon-white clothes, standing under the inky black crystal night sky and looking up at the sky, her long hair was like satin to her waist, her expression was indifferent and elegant, she didn't make too many moves, but Xue Jun still felt the melancholy and sadness that emanated from her body:

Is it because the high place is too cold, too far away from the red dust, or is it in the herb garden, you can only be accompanied by flowers and plants, which causes you to be so cold and depressed?

He was obsessed with it for a while, and it seemed that he had forgotten why he was looking for Bai Shao.