"Congratulations to all of you for really getting into the Oiran Blossom Competition. ”

At this time, most of the nobles in the entire Yanchun Building had already left.

After all, it is not a simple person who can carry more than 100,000 silver tickets at will, even in the imperial capital where there are dignitaries everywhere.

Although there is unwillingness, everyone does not dare to be presumptuous.

Yanchunlou has stood in the imperial capital for hundreds of years, and its reputation is outside, and no one has ever bargained in the hands of Yanchunlou.

However, they didn't lose money this time, because Yan Chunlou also sent a lot of handsome women to accompany these dignitaries, which could be regarded as comforting them.

"This is really the beginning?"

"Whether it's this Yanchun Tower, or the Oiran, the spectrum is too big. ”

Fauber couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"100,000 silver, if you can get the first night of the Oiran's spring supper, then what does it mean?"

Zhou Zheng had a ray of light hidden in his eyes, Yan Chunlou cultivated an Oiran, for a short period of ten years, and for more than ten years, what they fancied was by no means a mere silver tael.

"Money, it can't get into Yan Chunlou's eyes. ”

If it's just for money, the Seven Great Fairies alone are enough to make Yan Chunlou earn a lot of money.

Therefore, what Yan Chunlou really cares about is to use the so-called Oiran to make friends with real power!

Whether it is in the Great Zhou Dynasty or in any country, money is important, but compared to endless power, it is not worth mentioning.

The so-called world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister!

Countless people have spent their lives working hard in order to go one step further in their careers!

Since Yan Chunlou could not engage in politics, it was not an effective way to use Oiran to have a close relationship with the DPRK and China.

Moreover, in Zhou Zheng's opinion, the relationship between Yan Chunlou and the imperial court is far closer than he imagined.

Otherwise, it would not have been possible for Gong Tan to have the means to take care of everything here, so that Zhou Zheng could wear a mask and go to the second floor.

"What kind of person does the boy think can get the favor of the Oiran, or the respect of Yan Chunlou?"

Fauber bowed his head, and his somewhat cloudy eyes looked around, but unfortunately he found nothing.

Whether it was the man on the first floor or the masked man on the second floor, they were all sitting precariously at this time, not saying a word, and it was difficult to see the change in their expressions.

"We just have to wait. ”

The so-called soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, why is Zhou Zheng afraid?