Chapter 9 Stormy Moon Tower!

The most indispensable thing in the place of fireworks is the excitement, and the Mingyue Tower is one of the most famous brothel buildings in the city. Almost all of them are young people who are literati, coquettish and middle-aged people who are rich, as well as some officials who are old but greedy. Few illiterate people will come to the Mingyue Building to look for girls, because the price here is really not affordable for ordinary people. Occasionally, one or two people gritted their teeth and brought the hard-earned money accumulated for an unknown period of time to the Mingyue Building, which was just a beautiful girl in the Mingyue Building for a night or two.

The brothel has a level, so even if it is a prostitute, it is graded.

Tonight, the bright moon is half round, but the bright moon building is flirting, and the atmosphere of poetry, wine and songs is noisy.

The layout of the Mingyue Building is probably a high platform in front of the center of the lobby, and brothels have a high platform for such performance activities. There are many tables and chairs in the middle of the open space under the high platform. When there is an event, the guests who come here will enjoy it under the stage. When there is no song or dance or no activity, there are also some taxis who come here to drink and write poems for fun. The picture is the drunken atmosphere in the brothel. If you are half drunk, it's better to write a poem.

Then there are the rooms with closed doors around the lobby, which are full of girls with lower prices in the Mingyue Building. If you want to think of the girls on the second floor or even in other courtyards, the grade and price will double.

Mostly, the girls in Mingyue Building are quite good in the city. Compared with the appearance of those small buildings and domestic prostitutes in the city, Mingyue Building and Xiao Fanlou are called the first in Bianzhou. Man Tingfang is slightly inferior in recent years and has become the second.

Mingyue Building, Xiaofan Building and Mantingfang are the three famous buildings in Bianzhou. Each has its own Huakui and Red Lady to support the field. Every golden autumn, there will be a Huakui competition in Bianzhou City. This year's Beginning of Autumn has passed, not too far from the golden autumn, so there have been a lot of romantic talents in the Mingyue Building recently.

Some people came for the girls, and some wanted to see the divine Tanhualang face.

In the lobby, the scholars hugged the beauty and smiled happily. The turtle greeted the guests from time to time, and the big teapot shuttled upstairs and downstairs with tea and snacks. The business of Mingyue Building is really booming, especially after the Tanhualang wrote a few beautiful words, which made the business here in full swing.

The mother leaned on the railing on the second floor and looked at the lively scene downstairs with a smile. From time to time, she greeted the regular customers who wanted to enter the room with the beauty around her and the guests who were satisfied and walked out of the door. She was still the same face, smiling exaggeratedly and enthusiastically.

Suddenly, the mother looked at the door with a slight surprise. A trace of disgust flashed quickly in her eyes, and then hung up her signature smile and twisted her round buttocks and walked downstairs.

"Oh, Mr. Zhao, you want to find a girl in our family to spend the night. I'll arrange it for you."

When the mother saw that the white genius, Zhao Jianzhi, the son of Zhao, who returned to the city guard at night, couldn't help but feel a little disgusted, but his face was as bright as a flower. It was just an outdated peony flower, which was more amorous but delicate.

"Huh! Mom, you didn't tell me that the man was so busy that he could carry it in the middle of the night, did he? Hurry up and call out the green smoke for me." Zhao Jian said with an impatient expression on her face.

The mother showed a slightly hesitant expression, and then said with embarrassment, "Ms. Zhao, I'm really sorry. You can find another girl, but the girl Qingyan already has a guest today. Look..."

Zhao Jianzhi's face suddenly became ferocious. He stared and shouted angrily, "Are you the mother fooling me? During the day, I didn't even see the hair of the green smoke all day. At night, you told me that she already had a guest! Who is it? Come and let me see which brother took out my first prize?"

As a senior lady, the mother quickly weighed it in her heart, and then quickly made a decision. She said with a look of embarrassment, "Mr. Zhao, I'm afraid you don't know except for a long trip. There is a new explorer in our building. These days are accompanied by the master. I don't believe you. Ask these guests here to believe that I didn't lie to you.

Zhao Jianzhi looked suspicious and pulled an attendant to order, and then the attendant ran to the crowd in the lobby to inquire. There have been many people in the lobby here who have seen that Mr. Zhao is not right. At present, many people deliberately lift up the unparalleled literary detective loudly, and the matter suddenly became clear at a glance.

After Zhao Jianzhi knew that his mother did not lie to him, his face changed for a moment and then said with a dark smile, "Mom, tell me how much money the Tanhua man spent on Miss Qingyan. I got a lot of money when I went out this trip. I can pay double the price for a chance to be alone with Qingyan girl.

The mother's heart was slightly bitter. How could she tell Mr. Zhao that she had not received a penny from Mr. Zhao. On the contrary, did Qingyan paste thousands of taels of silver to the Tanhualang?

"I'm afraid this is not very good. Although we are brothels, we also pay attention to reputation on a first come, first. Mr. Zhao, please... You'd better find another girl. Our narcissus is also good. The body is as delicate as a fresh flower bone. I'm sure Mr. Zhao, you will want it after tasting it..." The mother said with a charming smile.

But Zhao Jianzhi's slightly fat face gradually sank, and his body trembled slightly with anger. Suddenly, he couldn't help raising his hand and slapping his mother.

This crisp sound suddenly stunned the people in the field. Many people had been observing this scene for a long time, and suddenly some girls exclaimed. As soon as the mother was beaten, it was not bad. Immediately someone ran to Xiaoyanju to inform Qingyan. The threwningers in Mingyue Building were not vegetarian. When they saw that the old pimp was beaten, they suddenly gathered around and confronted with the entourage brought by Zhao Jianzhi.

After beating his mother, Zhao Jianzhi said with a gloomy face, "Bad bitch! Listen to me well. It's you who are shameless first! When is the time when the brothel doesn't want money? Can't I buy the scene of meeting that little bitch at double the price? You are obviously bullying me, hum! What should I say today? I'm going to order the first bud of Qingyan.

This slap was a light slap, and the corners of the mother's mouth were bloody. Listening to Zhao Jianzhi's abuse, the mother gradually raised her head and said with a smile on her face, "Why should Mr. Zhao be angry? Look, this man has also been beaten. Please calm down. Qingyan really can't do it today. Why don't you do it another day..."

Zhao Jianzhi didn't know that he was worried that his mother was not a person he could knead casually. The second slap had been raised but put it down again. Then he raised his head and shouted, "Who the hell is the Tanhualang? Stand up for me. I said today that if I want green smoke, I want green smoke. If I don't accept it, I will stand up and compare with me. Draw..."

Xiaoyan is in the middle. Du Qingyan is playing with the pipa with affection. The very charming voice floats near Xiaoyanju. Song Yi is practicing his brush calligraphy in front of the window. He is practicing a thin gold body. In his previous life, he was a member of the college calligraphy interest club, so his calligraphy looks good, but he can't recognize it now. There are so many traditional Chinese characters, so since there are no other entertainment activities in the evening, I will learn to practice calligraphy with the company of Qingyan.

This scene is undoubtedly a classic scene of male and female appearance. If the vision can melt people, Song Yi does not know how many times he has melted into the tender eyes of the Qingyan girl.

"No--Okay... That's not good... Sister Qingyan... It's not a big deal..."

A whining voice broke this intoxicating scene from far to near. Qingyan stopped breathlessly and looked at the jujube with a panicked face running towards Xiaoyanju.

"Daunt girl, at night, you are not afraid that others will think that the Mingyue Building is on fire! What's the matter with you? So panicked?" Du Qingyan said angrily.

Song Yi in the room also stopped the pen in his hand and listened to the movement outside the door.

"Sister... It's really bad. My mother was beaten!" Zao Er swallowed a rapid breath and said vigorously.

"Ah?" Du Qingyan was suddenly shocked, and Song Yi in the room was also slightly stunned.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Du Qingyan panicked slightly and quickly put the pipa aside with his little hand holding Zao'er and asked.

"It's Mr. Zhao, he's here again! He pestered his mother and said he wanted to see you. His mother said that you were accompanying Mr. Song. He... In anger, he slapped his mother with a big ear. Now... I don't know what's going on now? The entourage he brought confronted the men in our building!" Zao'er said with a panicked face.

When Du Qingyan heard Mr. Zhao, her face turned slightly. When Zaoer said the whole thing, she was at a loss and subconsciously looked at the man in front of the window.

Song Yi frowned slightly, as if he was experiencing a great disaster and was entangled.

At this moment, Mingyue Building's two calls were on the verge of popularity. The mother also looked at the gloomy Mr. Zhao shouting in the lobby, and didn't know how much business had been disrupted.

Zhao Jianzhi shouted more and more angry.

"What kind of bullshit to explore Hualang... You are a shrinking turtle..."

"If you don't come out, I'll go to Xiaoyanju to throw you out?"

"Come out... Come out..."

Zhao Jianzhi roared, and many men and women who were originally happy in the room were also disturbed by this annoying voice. Some girls casually put on a coat and came out to watch the bustle. They didn't know how many pink and crispy breasts were exposed and how much spring light they had been missed.

Everyone was pointing at Zhao Jian's crazy behavior, and suddenly a discordant voice sounded abruptly.

"Are you looking for me?"

The whole audience suddenly fell silent, and the whole Mingyue Building followed the voice. Many people actually saw this Tanhualang for the first time.