Celebrating more than two years of peace in the world

Chapter 10 The Secret of Baoyuelou
The three girls did not go on stage together, but one by one.

The first one was dressed in a blue dress, wrapped in silk and sand, with bracelets on his wrists, twisted his body and moved up the stage. Fan Xian has the urge to develop male hormones.

If he doesn't, it doesn't mean that others don't. There are not a few people who are crazy in the audience.

Cheers and shouts came from every floor, and Fan Xian just glanced at them. The price below had already risen with the singing and dancing. The starting price had soared from 100 taels to 700 taels.

"Is this 700 taels the top card?" Fan Xian always felt that something was wrong.

"My son's words are wrong. Whether you sleep or not depends on your financial resources or whether the girl likes you or not. The three of them are very proud, and they are not something ordinary people can get their hands on. This is the flower of one party, and the flowers of the three parties are up to now. Still a virgin."

"This is too unreliable." Fan Xian sighed.

"Where, this film is indeed about the right to spend a good night together, but spending a good night together is not just about sleeping, there are many interesting things, such as the flower on the one side is superb in dancing, and the flower on the other side has a sweet singing voice, Sanfang Hua'er is the most talented in poetry, and her pipa is superb."

Fan Xian nodded contemptuously and continued to look down without saying anything.

The bidding below has reached the point where it is in full swing.

"Young master, don't you want to make a move? The hourglass below is the time for dancing. If the hourglass time is up, the bidding will be over. If the time is over, no matter how high the price is, it will be useless."

Fan Xian waved his hand, "Let me take a look first."

Contempt flashed across the faces of the second daughter.

The following has already called 980 taels.

"1000 taels."

"One thousand five hundred taels!"

"..."

At the last bell, the price stopped at 800 taels.

The monthly salary of Wang Qinian of the Overwatch Council is only 20 taels of silver. It would be good to get 300 taels of silver after a full year of work. This is a six-year harvest, but it is just spending a good night with a top brothel. Wang Qinian accepts it No, immediately cursing in a low voice, "It's true that the rich will die, and the waterlogged will die."

With the winnings from the bidding, Hua'er from that side walked down the stage directly, and threw herself into the arms of the young master who bid 800 taels. With a smile on her face, she kissed the young master in public, envious of others for a while. Said, but also raised a lot for his next worth.

The second one was Erfang Hua'er, who was indeed much more stunning than the first one. She opened her mouth and it was the most popular song at the moment.

"When is the bright moon?"

"Ask the sky for wine."

Fan Xian was trembling all over looking at it. He never thought that this poem could be composed again, and it was widely circulated. He could still hear it in a brothel everywhere.

The bidding below is already in a mess. Obviously, those who can sing are much more popular than those who can dance, and the price has reached 2000 taels.

Fan Xian stood up.

"Where are you going, son?"

"Come out." Fan Xian said and left, but the two girls did not follow.

Right now everyone's eyes are drawn to the midfielder, so he can naturally walk around to see if there are any secrets here.Wang Qinian's statement is very important. Of course, he doesn't believe that such a rich and powerful brothel can be built in just a few months. There are indeed many talented people in the capital city, but not so many that Fan Xian can't remember their names. the point.

As far as he knew, there really weren't that many wealthy gentry in the capital city, and most of them were people who sought benefits based on power, so there must be important officials in the court in Baoyue Tower.Now that he is the acting director of the First Division of the Overwatch Council, he will be in charge of this matter.

From a hidden staircase to the fourth floor, it should be similar to the third floor, but there are many fewer booths and more rooms.The young master who had just bid for the right to have a good night tonight has already walked up the stairs with a party of flowers. It seems that the place where he lives should be the best guest room.

The room next to the two was unoccupied. Fan Xian then entered the next room, closed the door, and began to inspect the structure inside.

This is a very large room with three compartments, which are the bedroom, the hut, and the bathtub. The three compartments are all separated by screens and door frames, and there is a huge hall in the middle.

After turning the screen, Fan Xian saw lounge chairs, carpets and embroidered pier, as well as a venue for playing music and dancing.

The huge gauze curtain is matched with everything here, and the atmosphere is extraordinary.

Fan Xian leaned against the wall to hear what was going on, but there was no sound. He couldn't hear it until he dissipated his true energy. It can be seen that the sound insulation here is very good.

But just as he dissipated his true energy, he heard the sound of the door opening. Fan Xian frowned and hid behind the curtain.

Someone came in.

The footsteps were of different shades, but it could be heard that there were three people.

One person stopped in front of the door with heavy steps.

The other person stopped behind the screen, and his steps were lighter.

The third person was on the recliner not far from Fan Xian. It seemed that his status would be higher, but his steps were the lightest.

"What's going on?" The voice was especially immature.

"The son of the Minister of Rites borrowed 3000 taels of silver. I think the number is huge and I dare not make up my mind, so I ask you, the head of the family, to judge." It was a woman who spoke, her voice was very thin and her tone was very humble.

"Which one of the three servants of the Ministry of Rites?" asked in an immature voice.

"It's... the surname is Hong." The woman said, "I didn't dare to ask more, for fear that the young master would get angry, but I just listened to the master's words, and anyone who comes in an official sedan chair will be given convenience."

"Hong Shilang, there is indeed such a person. His son has dark skin, small eyes, and a mole on the left lower jaw?"

"Yes." The woman's voice sounded like a sigh of relief.

The young man's voice paused, "Have you signed and signed?"

"Yes, it's all done according to the steps you explained. The mortgaged thing is a jade talisman with words engraved on it. It should be a family keepsake or something."

"Hmm..." Seemingly taking the jade pendant, the young man looked at it for a moment before saying, "It's indeed a good thing, and it can prove his identity, so let's keep it."

"Yes!" said the woman.

"Is there anything else?" the boy asked.

"Shopkeeper, there is one more thing..." the woman said.

"speak."

"Just now there was a person from the Ministry of Punishment who died here." The woman said, "It's...he died..."

"Slap!" There was a slap.

"How do you do things?" The boy snapped, "How could such a thing happen!"

"I..." the woman sighed, "It's my fault."

"Dispose of the corpse and bury the matter. If someone really investigates, I'll see how you explain it!" the young man snapped.

"I'll do it well, and I won't expose anything," the woman said.

The boy said, "Go away."

As the woman went out, the boy spat.

"Go and find out if it's someone from the Ministry of Criminal Justice. If it doesn't work, it's caused by bandits around the capital city, or by street hooligans." The young man said.

"Yes." The big man at the door walked out of the room.

Fan Xian hid behind the curtain and remained motionless, without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)