There are too many brothels in Chang'an, and most of them seem to be quiet and upscale. What brothels won't have those busty autographed ladies? His chances of trying his luck in the streets like a blind bear are too low.

Just as he was hesitating to go in outside the brothel and finally decided to leave, he suddenly heard some crisp and clear voices coming from his back. These crisp laughter echoed far away on Chang'an Avenue and attracted a lot of attention.

Ning Que turned his head in an instant. He noticed that the direction from which the laughter came was a quiet and desolate brothel. The pretty ladies who were just getting started waved their long red sleeves and giggled. It's as if they're making fun of the lad who didn't dare to go into the brothel.

"It's too much!"

The reason why he entered the brothel was to check Zhang Yiqi's itinerary, avenge Zhuo'er, seek justice for the villagers who were killed in Yan Kingdom, and seek justice for everyone who died a lot in the General's Mansion!

Ning Que originally wanted to enter this brothel, but he sincerely realized that those excuses were all nonsense. If he insists on this opinion, Xiao Hei will get wet in the rain and get up from hell to give him a kick.

When all these thoughts crossed his mind, it was partly because he was feeling very nervous because he was stepping into another new chapter in his life. As soon as he entered the brothel, he realized that he had forgotten to pay attention to the sign of this brothel, but in reality, this brothel did not have any signboards.

Led by two enthusiastic manservants, he walked through a small garden and into the brightly lit building.

Ning Que casually glanced at the inside of the hall. Although his facial expression looked calm, he was shocked inside. He found the brothel noisy and joyful outside, but quiet and peaceful inside, very different from the usual brothels. Of course, he had never been in a brothel before. It's just that when he took Sangsang to see a doctor in the past, or when he went to buy "The Response of the Dao", he had seen the brothels in Changping from afar. Therefore, to be precise, he should say that this particular brothel is different from what he imagined.

The hall is brightly lit, quiet and peaceful, with a red-carpeted stage in the middle. Several slender and elegant ladies play their instruments intently on the stage. Their expressions are gentle, but they don't try to flirt with any of the patrons off the stage.

As soon as he entered the hall, he felt that the whole world was silent. The laughter of the ladies who had previously teased him with waving their red sleeves in front of the lobby was far from being heard. The next moment, there was the sound of footsteps above. Ning Que guessed that the young ladies must be in a hurry to look at him, and he hurriedly lowered his head to hide his embarrassment.

The valet whispered softly to him and asked if he needed any services. He didn't get on an errand because he was young and teased by the ladies outside. Ning Que pinched the money bag in his sleeve, and secretly guessed that the ten silver he stole from Sang Sang was probably not enough for him to enjoy here. So, he casually pointed to a table in the corner.

A pot of rice wine, two plates of melon seeds with nuts, four plates of sweet pastries, and a hot towel on each dish. Even the bucket that collects melon seed shells is painted with exquisite red plums on the black surface. These high-quality services and elegant details cost Ning Que a total of four silver, but he felt that it was all worth it. For a poor kid who had been in a border fortress for many years, he had never enjoyed such an experience before.

After drinking two glasses of rice wine and some nuts, the bamboo instrument performance on stage turned into a dance performance, and the ladies began to spin and jump to the music. Their fair skin and slender figure are revealed as they lift their arms and legs. As a result, the initially quiet and peaceful lobby becomes warm and cozy.

In the hall, there were several patrons, each with a gentle-looking female accompanist, smiling flirtatiously beside them. As the sky grew darker and the atmosphere in the hall got better and better, the distance between them naturally narrowed, and they snuggled up and kissed each other. No one knew where their hands were stroking and stroking under the wide sleeves, but perhaps because of the rules of this brothel, there was no exaggerated intimacy on display in the hall.

As a result, Ning Que, who was sitting alone in the corner, instantly felt that he was a round nail in a square hole. He sat there alone, with no woman by his side. It was really embarrassing to be in such a place, especially when he noticed a couple of ladies standing on the railing upstairs and laughed at him. To add insult to injury, the women in the customer's arms looked sideways at him from time to time with interest, which made him feel even more embarrassed.

A young man glanced at Ning Que and sensed his problem, although he didn't think that this young man might be short of money because of the new clothes this young man was wearing. He thought that this might be Ning Que's first time here, and he might just be embarrassed to say it. The young man smiled and motioned for the woman in his arms to invite Ning Que to join him.

The people of the Tang Dynasty were generally generous and enjoyed companionship. They are also very friendly and they often join their tables in the taverns of the brothel. Ning Que was slightly stunned after receiving the invitation, but he didn't want to appear narrow-minded. So, he made a sincere gesture with his hand and asked the manservant to carry the remaining pitiful-looking plate to the young man's table.

In entertainment venues, there is no reason for a person to introduce his own name and family to the other party. As the saying goes, "We are people who only seek enjoyment, so it doesn't matter if we are strangers before this encounter." The young man didn't ask Ning Que's name, just laughed and joked with him. After drinking a few glasses of wine, Ning Que felt much more at ease. That's when he realized that he was also someone he could chat with and joke about. After talking for a while, the people sitting at the table instantly became noisy.

The young man seemed to be in a good mood. He glanced sideways at Ning Que, and from head to toe, he generously instructed the housekeeper. "Here are two ladies for this lad. Age and nationality don't matter. I just need someone who can entertain and serve customers well.

Ning Que thought silently in his heart: "Does that mean that the age gap is not a problem, and nationality is not a problem?" He never expected that the people of the Chang'an clan would be so open to this kind of thing. As he enjoyed his time, he suddenly understood the true meaning behind the invitation. He couldn't help but be shocked by his realization, as he quickly waved his hand and rejected the offer.

"It's really fine... You don't have to be modest," the young man said with a chuckle. His laughter was unusually cunning. He continued: "Little brother, if I'm not mistaken, I guess you're still a virgin, right?

Ning Que frowned in embarrassment, and the freckles on his cheeks suddenly became more vivid. "Surely it wasn't me who threw my hands out and shouted at him, 'Your judgment is so good!'" ' time.

The butler narrowed his eyes, which brought together the wrinkles on his face, smiled, and told the young man not to worry, he would arrange it as requested. The young man noticed the shocked look on Ning Que's face, frowned slightly and guessed. "Or does my brother here not like mother-like women, but prefers young and sexy ladies?"

Ning Que sat there like a piece of wood, his thoughts seemed to drift elsewhere. Suddenly, he smiled politely and said firmly, "To be honest, I still prefer ladies of my age.

"Good, good, what a man should look like. Be honest and straightforward.

The young man clapped his fan in praise. Then he raised his eyebrows, giggled and said, "Young man, if you want someone your age, she's going to have less experience. I didn't expect my brother to have such a light taste.

Ning Que raised his eyebrows. Just as he was about to brag about the vast amount of experience he had imagined for years, a young maid suddenly jumped down and ran down the stairs. She walked over to their table, without any expression on her face, and said in a crisp voice, "Sir, Miss Jane wants to see you."

Ning Que finally entered this new era under the patronage of this kind young man, but suddenly, this young maid came to interrupt their conversation. When he became a little nervous, he instantly remembered the storylines from various saga stories. Whenever the male protagonist is having fun in a brothel, there is always an accident and he is often interrupted at the end. These unexpected or planned events include the burning of brothels, quarrels between experts, jealousy of young lovers, or the sudden appearance of the fierce wife of the family......