Yao Jianyu and Gu Qingzhuo are a little wilted, they are all fake readers, they can't compose poetry at all, they can dance with knives and sticks, and they are the best at cutting people, this poetry is undoubtedly the most painful work.

The two of them glanced at Meng Xing, and he could only make a move, those few good poems, but they made Yuexian Restaurant make a lot of money, and almost even Liu Shiyun's soul was hooked.

Meng Xing said in a low voice: "We are here to find people, not to compose poems and sleep Oiran, it is only right to sit in the hall and see if there are any abnormal people." ”

Yao Jianyu and Gu Qingzhuo nodded together.

"Three sons, go and sit there, make a good poem in a while, Miss Hua Rong is satisfied, and she will let you in." The bustard said and went to greet the other customers.

The three of them sat down at a table, drinking tea while watching the people come and go around them.

As long as there is a person whose breath is stronger, the three of them will take a few more looks, and only the one with a strong breath is a cultivator.

A cultivator is not necessarily a person from the Red Demon Gate, but a person from the Red Demon Gate must be a cultivator.

I looked at the large group of scholars who were writing poems next to me, and they were thinking about it one by one, and they looked more serious than studying hard for the imperial examination in the cold window for ten years, just to squander their gold inventory in order to release the male hormones in their bodies.

"Senior Brother Meng, do you think there are any people from the Red-clothed Demon Sect in this group of scholars?" Gu Qingzhuo asked.

"The aura in these people's bodies is very weak, and they are all scholars who are powerless, so it should be impossible." Meng Xing shook his head.

"Of course, it is not excluded that someone has a magic weapon to hide the aura and cover up the aura mixed here."

Gu Qingzhuo nodded.

The three of them drank pot after pot of tea, went to the hut several times, and found no abnormal people.

"Look at that person, he's a cultivator." Yao Jianyu looked at a tall middle-aged man and said in a low voice.

Meng Xing glanced at it, nodded, and said in a low voice: "Don't keep staring at him, just observe secretly." ”

Cultivators feel sharp, and if they look at it a few times, they may be able to feel it.

The tall middle-aged man ordered a girl and followed her upstairs.

Next, the three of them saw a few more cultivators, some ordered a girl, and some ordered two or three girls, all of whom were brought to the room and went straight to the point.

And when the scholar comes, he may order a girl, drink and drink, recite poetry, brew enough, and be in a high mood enough, and then take it to a room.

What follows cannot be described, only understood.

The three of them drank enough tea, they were all strong-blooded people, and their bodies were a little hot, but the three of them were worried that the other party would play tabloids in front of Liu Shiyun and Xiao Yuluo, and they all endured it.

The three of them all supervise each other and prove each other's innocence, so naturally it is impossible to exceed the rules.

Obviously they are hungry and thirsty, but they are reserved.

"Why don't we go find a girl each?" The first brother Gu Qingzhuo, who had never experienced excitement, finally couldn't help but be and whispered.

"No way!"

Yao Jianyu and Meng Xing refused in unison.

"I'm a serious person, I don't do this kind of thing." Yao Jianyu said righteously.

Gu Qingzhuo glanced at him and immediately exposed: "Senior Brother Yao, you often go down the mountain, and you have also been to the capital once, what do you know about the great Confucianism in the capital, haven't you ever been to this kind of place to get fishy?" ”

"I've been there, but I've been there." Yao Jianyu said.

"The girls are all sitting in your arms, can you still mess up? Saints can't do it. Gu Qingzhuo ruthlessly exposed.

Meng Xing couldn't help but sneer. This Senior Brother Gu is getting more and more venomous, and he almost has nothing to say, and now he is the same for Senior Brother Yao.

"Or, Senior Brother Meng, you go to compose a poem, how about we go to the boudoir of the Oiran girl to drink tea?" Yao Jianyu shifted the topic to Meng Xing.

The group of scholars wrote poems for a long time, but none of them won the favor of the Hua Rong girl, and they were all depressed.

"Do you want tea? You want to sleep with an Oiran, and you can't look down on other vulgar fans. Meng Xing complained in his heart.

He shook his head, not wanting to waste his brain cells for an Oiran.

Liu Shiyun and Xiao Yuluo are so stunning, they are not very tempted, how can they lose their entire fish pond for a bus.

Gu Qingzhuo looked at these two serious people, he could only be speechless, and continued to drink tea.

For the sake of my Senior Sister Xiao, I also have to be patient and patient, otherwise Meng Xing will tell her, and she may dislike me for not being innocent. In this way, wouldn't Senior Sister Xiao fall in love with Meng Xing?

Gu Qingzhuo could only comfort himself like this.

"Liao Gongzi, Liao Gongzi is here."

"Liao Gongzi wrote a poem last time and was entertained by Miss Hua Rong, is there a new work this time?"

"Young Master Liao, read the poem you wrote last time and give it to everyone to enjoy."

……

Suddenly the hall was bustling, and a handsome-looking young man walked in, and the poets gathered around him.

Liao Gongzi said with a beautiful face: "This time I came to Chunyi Building, I made another good poem, ready to dedicate it to Miss Hua Rong." ”

"Young Master Liao, read it out and listen to it. Your poetry is outstanding, and you will definitely be able to impress Miss Hua Rong. ”

"Haha! Thank you for your compliments! However, compared with the girl who is perfect for both piano and poetry, I am ashamed of myself. Miss Hua Rong's attainments in poetry are much higher than mine, which makes me want to worship Miss Hua Rong as a teacher. Liao Gongzi became more and more proud.

You worshipped Miss Hua Rong as a teacher, and you want to sleep with the master! Rich readers really know how to play, so they like this tune. Meng Xing complained in his heart.

"Liao Gongzi, it's over! Where am I like you, who are full of poetry? You've only been here once, you've been here for so many days, what a busy person! A charming and amorous voice said, and when she heard this voice, it seemed that her whole body was numb.

Immediately, a stunningly charming and bewitching woman wearing a gorgeous skirt slowly walked down the stairs, and every step seemed to be a moving melody, swaying and attracting everyone's attention.

The readers present suddenly became stunned, and they couldn't take their eyes off one by one, as if their souls had been hooked away.

The noisy hall was silent, and it was almost audible that a pin had dropped.

"Miss Hua Rong, it's polite!" Liao Gongzi swallowed his saliva, but he quickly came back to his senses and bowed.

The others suddenly woke up one by one like a dream, and came over to salute and brush up their favor. The whole hall was even more lively than before, and it was filled with the smell of male hormones that had nowhere to be released.

"Miss Hua Rong, I haven't seen you for a few days, you are a little more beautiful!"

"Miss Hua Rong, what do you think of the poem I just wrote?"

"Miss Hua Rong, can you play the piano for me? I am willing to pay a hundred taels of silver. ”

……

The noisy voice sounded for a while, and in the euphemistic circumstance of the Oiran lady, it slowly quieted down.

Yao Jianyu and Gu Qingzhuo saw this oiran lady, their eyes were straight, but because there was a Meng Xing sitting upright next to them, they didn't surround them.

The appearance of this Oiran lady is no worse than Liu Shiyun and Xiao Yu, and even more charming and affectionate than them, and more sultry.

Meng Xing was also surprised in his heart, no wonder he dared to compose a poem, this kind of posture and appearance was simply stunning and amazing.