Sun Yue was inexplicably angry, which made everyone in the room embarrassed, especially those who played sing and sang, who looked at him with angry eyes.

Dare you say that our girls are second and third grade? How many noble children want to be able to breeze overnight? If it weren't for the sake of putting silver cakes, they would have to argue with you.

On the contrary, Chunrui Luoluo bowed generously and smiled: "It turns out that the young master is a well-read man and he looks down on my Pu Liu's figure, but he is Meng Lang, so he will do it."

As she said that, she was not polite, took the silver from the table and left.

The idle man was panicked, looking at Sun Yuefan's angry gaze, and explained repeatedly: "Young master, you know, Miss Chunrui is indeed not a first-class woman, but she is already the best girl you can see. That first-class woman, the villain can't even talk to you."

Sun Yue said: "You just lead the way. Who made you hit the door? Take my three brothers over quickly, otherwise I will peel you off."

"Yes, yes, yes, vilish understands, vilish understands."

At the same time, I couldn't help but complain in my heart that the three little naughty boys can just watch singing and dancing. They actually want to see a first-class woman. Is that easy to see a first-class woman?

When Zhao Guangmei and Cao Jun heard this, Chun Rui was really not a first-class woman. She was a little confused for a moment. In his opinion, Miss Chun Rui's singing and dancing were far above the concubines in his eldest brother's harem, and she was just a second-class woman?

Second-class and third-class look like this. Those who are first-class and cannot take off. This means that he doesn't understand the level division of women. Otherwise, he would probably regret it. It's hard to say what the singing and dancing of first-class women are like, but if you want to watch it today, I'm afraid there is basically no chance.

It was precisely because Zhao Guangmei showed her appearance as a pig, that Sun Yue quickly fell down and turned her back. A second- and third-class woman, with Zhao Guangmei's power, could she always go to bed with someone who could entertain others. Will the three kings be matched with the beds of the three kings? Especially these three kings are still so young. If Zhao Kuangyin knew that he was urging him, would he be angry about it?

As for first-class women, it doesn't matter. Whether Zhao Guangmei can look down on others or not, they will definitely look down on him. Besides, first-class women never act like arts. Zhao Guangmei's trip to the brothel at the age of twelve is not only a shame, but a graceful thing.

I have to say that he has good self-control. If he was captured by the singing and dancing of Miss Chunrui just now, he would be depressed. Although he didn't know that Zhao Kuangyin had called him to guide Zhao Guangmei, he could not touch anything. What could he do?

When he left the door, Cao Jun asked in confusion: "How did Brother Yue know that this is not a first-class woman?"

"A woman who sells love, second-class third-class talent, fourth-class fifth-class wine and laughter, and fifth-class fifth-class body. Miss Chunrui didn't talk to us a word, and she took out a piece of silver cake and danced for us. Even second-class women are the bottom. How can a real first-class woman sing and dancing for you so easily?"

The idle man turned around and said, "Young master, you are a villain, you have shallow eyes. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. If you want to talk about this kind of woman, there are only two people in Kaifeng City, one is Liu Xin and the other is Yang Rong. Among them, this girl Yang lives not far from this courtyard street. The villain will take you there, but this girl Yang's door is very difficult to enter. The young master of Zhang Shilang's family begged for half a month. The gifts he gave were probably more than a thousand yuan, but he still couldn't meet him. This..."

"It's okay, just lead the way."

"yes."

Zhao Guangmei and Cao Jun were all over the place when they heard this. Good guy, I didn’t know how to give a gift from Qianguan? What kind of woman can have such a great style? Can the three of us enter such a difficult door?

Sun Yue asked the idle man, "What is the origin of this girl Yang Rong? Tell me."

"Young Master is really asking the right person. Although this villain of Miss Yang's family cannot get in, her origin is still clear. If you want to say that Miss Yang is indeed extraordinary, she is the young daughter of Yang Shilang of the Later Han Dynasty. She has good poetry and even has a rough understanding of military strategies. It is only because Mr. Yang was involved in the case of Zhou Taizu's family and was killed, and the whole family was demoted to a lowly family. This was a forced to leave the world. However, the person has no friendship. Mr. Yang and our Mr. Wei were close friends in the Later Han Dynasty. Therefore, Mr. Wei treated this Mr. Yang like his niece. Miss Yang's status today is inseparable from the help of Mr. Wei."

The three of them all took a breath when they heard this. No wonder this woman had such a big air, but was protected by Wei Renpu himself?

Most of the first-class women in the Song Dynasty were actually of the same origin. In this year, the gang that specialized in training first-class women was still of limited level and the quality of the customers was not that high. If it weren’t such a real daughter, it would be impossible for them to have such a status.

As he spoke, the idle man had already led them to the place, but he really scared several people. There were copper nails on the reflective rich door, bats were painted on the lintel, and two stone lions more than a half meters high stood at the door.

What a fuck is this brothel?

"Three, this was originally a villa in the Yang family. After being confiscated, he was redeemed by Gong Wei to resettle the family confiscated by Lord Yang. Miss Yang lives in it. The villain has limited ability and can only get this. This..."

Zhao Guangmei threw out the golden bean impatiently and said, "Go roll, go quickly, go quickly."

The idle man collected the money and rolled happily. All three of them swallowed, sorted out a corner, and then walked in with their heads raised and their chests raised.

As soon as I entered the door, a large teapot came up to greet him enthusiastically. When I saw that there were three naughty children, I was stunned, but I was still very professional and said: "Three young men, are you here..."

Sun Yue took out a cent of silver to reward him and said, "I want to see Miss Yang, please lead the way."

ha?

The big teapot was obviously stunned for a moment, then took Yinzi and smiled bitterly, saying, "Several, please come with me, Miss Yang lives in the attic in the backyard."

"It's been a labor."

After saying that, the big teapot brought the three of them to the place, but it was a small villa with a quiet environment. The scenery was staggered and elegant, with rockery hot springs, weeping willows and shallows, three or five plum blossoms competing for embellishment, and seven or eight insects and birds singing. This arrangement alone is a few times better than the spring girl just now.

When entering the attic, it is naturally elegant and unique. More than a dozen girls play the piano and write, and three or five teenagers or middle-aged men are commenting. From time to time, they are taken out of the attic by the little girls and don’t know what to do. In short, it is very different from what they imagined, but it takes up a word of elegant.

On the first floor, a tall large screen wall is very eye-catching. Nearly two hundred poems are written on it. Some of them are beautiful, some are bold and crooked, and the level of poetry is also very different.

"Three young men, please write poems."

Zhao Guangmei said inexplicably: "Inscription of a poem? What kind of poem is it?"

Sun Yue smiled and said, "This is called the Flag Tower Scene Poem. If you want to meet a lady, you have to write a poem on the screen wall first. The lady can only go upstairs after reading it. If it is not good, you can only go wherever you come from."

As he said that, he took out two more silver cakes and handed them to a maid in a red dress, saying, "This young lady has asked me for it. Please help me get some pens and ink."

Cao Jun and Zhao Guangmei said intimately that today they had gained some knowledge.

The little girl adds fragrance with red sleeves and grinds her ink with plain hands. When Sun Yue lifts up the pen, she also improvises her brush, and the dragon and the phoenix dances.

After a while, after finishing the poem, a man suddenly heard a loud voice in a quiet and elegant state: "Miss Si is so good, but she is not satisfied? Could it be that your lady is a big deal? I, Zhang Kai, have been living in Kaifeng City for more than ten years. When have you ever been so angry?"

Then he saw a beautiful girl with pink and green group of pink and green, and said coldly: "Young Master Zhang is really hard for me. I am just a maid next to the lady and I don't understand poetry. Maybe my lady's poetry is excellent, but my lady doesn't like it, but she has no chance to be with her."

But at this moment, another little girl came down from the second floor and said, "I don't know which young master was the one who wrote the poem just now. My lady asked the young master to go up the second floor to talk."

Everyone was uproaring and turned their heads to look at it, but they saw Sun Yue looking calm, as if he had known this, put down his pen and thanked the little girl who was grinding ink for him.
Chapter completed!