Fusu took the lead and walked in front, while Jia Xianfeng followed and followed behind.

Seeing Fusu dressed in extraordinary clothes and with a guard, he knew that he was either rich or noble. The servant in the Goddess Pavilion naturally had the strength of his eyes, so he came forward.

When I learned that Fusu was coming to the Goddess Pavilion for the first time, I explained it with all my heart.

The atmosphere of the Goddess Pavilion is outside and inside. Those who are outside order their own food and drinks, or they can also order several beauties to accompany them, with a total of thirty-six tables.

The inner circumference is even more elegant, with only nine tables, each table is priced at 800 yuan, and is equipped with wine and food. Tonight, Bai Xue and Hong Mei can be seen personally performing music skills.

After a glance, although the food and food in the lobby are good, many people have beautiful women to accompany them, but in the end it is a bit more noisy.

Fusu waved his hand and naturally couldn't lose weight. Jia Xianfeng paid 800 yuan.

The so-called inner circumference is nine tables, forming a semicircle, and there is a small platform in front of it, which must be the place where the beauty performs.

Fusu came over and sat down, and could see nine seats. Six of them were already sitting. There were strong men, young people with greasy heads and pink faces, and even middle-aged people with broken beards.

There were only a few tables in the inner circle. Fusu came to sit down, which naturally attracted the attention of others.

The young man with oily head and pink face looked arrogant, and just glanced at him and ignored him.

But there were also middle-aged people who nodded slightly to Fusu as saying hello, and Fusu nodded and gestured for a greeting.

After a moment, the servant put on wine and food, a pot of wine and three plates of side dishes, which looked pretty good.

"It's just a little bit of it, eight hundred yuan? This is really a bad heart!" Jia Xianfeng, who was standing behind Fusu, looked at the wine and food on the table, and muttered in a low voice.

Eight hundred yuan is enough for ordinary people to buy dozens of stones of food, right?

As Fusu sat down, after a while, another middle-aged and healthy man, wearing a long robe, sat down next to Fusu.

Fusu glanced at it, and the man next to him also looked over, and then both of them were stunned.

This person who sat down was General Meng Tianmeng.

"Haha, the general is so excited." Thinking of the attitude that was so obvious in the military camp in the morning, Fusu whispered in a low voice.

"I heard the young master ask about the Goddess Pavilion today, so I came to inquire about it. It was the first time I came to such a place." Meng Tian followed the serious nonsense.

"Young Master Wu, please, here, there is another place here." At this time, a milf woman attracted a handsome young man to come over and sat down at the last table.

Behind the young man, two guards holding steel knives were also followed.

"Oh, Mr. Meng, you haven't come for a few days, and you'll have to return with all your fun today..."

After greeting the young man and sat down, the woman greeted Meng Tian with a familiar look.

Seeing that the nine inner tables were filled with people, I arranged for the two girls Bai Xue and Hong Mei to perform on stage.

"Haha, the first time I'm here?" Fusu looked at Meng Tian teasingly.

"Yun Niang recognized the wrong person." Meng Tian's face did not change, but she could not see any embarrassment.

"She just called you Mr. Meng." Fusu emphasized.

"The Mr. Meng she knows is Meng Zhi, what's the matter for me Meng Tian?" Meng Tian still looked serious.

"Meng Zhi? Commander Meng Meng? Is it you?" Fusu whispered.

Meng Tian’s name is extremely loud, and Meng Zhi must be his pseudonym.

"Grand Commander?" Meng Tian looked at Fusu with a confused look on his face. He naturally couldn't understand Fusu's joke.

Just at this moment, two women wearing white and red dresses walked onto the stage.

After the quiet salute, the woman in white played the piano, and the sound of the piano was ding dong dong, as if big beads fell on the jade plate.

The woman in red plays the flute, and the sound of the bleak sounds melodiously, like a secluded orchid in the valley.

Everyone, including Fusu, listened with no words. In the Goddess Pavilion, the sound of the piano and the sound of Xiao were becoming clearer.

In terms of music, Fusu naturally had ten orifices that had nine orifices, but no one was known.

However, it sounds pretty good.

"After listening to a few songs, it was the stage where everyone competed to bid. If you like a girl, you would invest in the bid."

Meng Tian next to him was quite taking care of Fusu and whispered to Fusu about the situation. Since it had been exposed, he no longer wanted to continue pretending.

"This is a bid? This primitive brothel is too unconventional, right?" Fusu complained secretly when he heard Meng Tian whisper.

The brothel in my memory is not something that often scrambles to poems among talents, wins favor with beautiful women, and becomes a guest of the curtain?

How romantic and freehand? It makes people long for them?

When the Qin Dynasty arrived, the famous beauties only showed off their unique skills and waited for others to bid for it. They became auction items?

"Today, Snow White's piano skills seem to have improved compared to last time. I am willing to invest 6,000 yuan and I am willing to discuss piano skills with Snow White all night tonight." The last young master Wu spoke first.

"I'll pay 5,000 yuan to buy the Red Plum Girl for one night!" a strong man next to him spoke.

"Vulgar guy, I'll pay 6,200 yuan. I'm willing to discuss flute skills with Miss Hongmei." The arrogant pink-faced man glanced at the strong man next to him with contempt and bid.

"You..." The insulted strong man stood up in anger.

However, the companion next to him grabbed him, whispered a few words in his ear, and let him sit down.

The two girls sat on the stage, lowering their heads slightly, as if they were to choose from the goods.

"Young Master?" Not to mention how the people next to you bid, Meng Tian whispered to Fusu at this time.

I have also seen this and listened to the song. Should I leave?

Otherwise, if His Majesty knew that he would take the young master to spend the night in the Nulu, it would be difficult to explain.

What a pity, I didn’t expect that I would meet the young master today, so I can only meet the next time.

"Oh, General Meng is reminding me that it's time to bid?" But Fusu pretended not to understand Meng Tian's meaning and whispered.

"What?"

Meng Tian looked at Fusu with a confused look on his face, reminding him that it was time to bid? How did his idea come about?

"Oh, it seems that I still have to make the fun of this brothel!" Ignoring Meng Tian's confused thoughts beside her, Fusu sighed in her heart, then raised her hand and stood up.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by Fusu, and they didn't understand what he was thinking about suddenly raising his hand and standing up.

"Everyone, I will pay for the whole audience today. Please don't fight with me?" Fusu spoke, his voice not slow, but his words made everyone present stunned.

For nine tables, all the orders are more than 7,000 yuan.

This money is almost enough to cover the snow girl or the red plum girl for one night, right? But I used it to invite other competitors?

What is the operation?

Dear bidders, Yun Niang next to him, and even the red and white girls on the stage, all looked at Fusu in a daze. This was the first time I had encountered such a scene.

"What are you doing? I suddenly invite everyone?" Meng Tian and Jia Xianfeng became even more puzzled.

"Will those who can afford to pay for the inner circle and spend 800 yuan to eat two side dishes, care about this little money? What they care about is face. On the surface, they treat people with wealth, but in fact they suppress people with their breath. Only then can they swallow this will be a ghost." Fusu's heart was like a mirror.

Sure enough, the last young master Wu spoke: "This is the first time in Shangjun that someone has fought for wealth in front of me. I paid 20,000 yuan. I will make a reservation today for Snow White!"

"This guy is indeed generous enough, but you don't need to pay my money. I will pay 20,000 yuan. I'm going to make a decision on Miss Hongmei!" The man with greasy face next to him also glanced at Fusu and said with a look of Aizai.

The atmosphere suddenly became sharper, and many people looked at Fusu, waiting to see his reaction.

“Well…”

Sighing, Fusu looked helpless and said, "We fight together today. No matter how high the investment is, it is just the money of our elders. It is not worth mentioning. Who do the two girls belong to today depends on our own abilities? Do you have the courage?"

They are all young people. If they refuse, wouldn’t they admit that they can only rely on their ancestors’ love, and that they are just a bag of wine?

Of course, this is not agreed!

"Is that true? How do you view our own abilities? Let's talk about the rules!" asked Young Master Wu.

"Yes, I want to see what you have, too?" The man with a greasy face nodded.

"This is easy to say. If you are interested, you can fight each other for three games. How about the winners win two girls?" Fusu suggested.

"You won't make three moves, right?" Mr. Wu questioned.

"The first battle, I, the Great Qin, fight with martial arts!"

"The second scene, Youdao is about drinking and singing. How much does life mean? All the heroes in the world like to drink and fight for wine!"

"The third game is good at drinking and martial arts skills, so I'm afraid it's just a reckless man, so the last game is a literary fight!"

"What do you think?" Fusu asked.

As soon as this statement was spoken, many people nodded secretly, fighting with martial arts, fighting with wine, and fighting with literature, which is indeed more suitable.

"Okay, I've agreed to these three dou, I don't know what you call me? The face is very good!" The pink face man who claimed to be a lord nodded first.

"My name is Fu, uh, Fukun, Kun, I prefer the two words..." Thinking of Meng Tian's pseudonym, he was the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty after all, and Fusu also got a pseudonym.
Chapter completed!