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At the beginning of the lanterns, it is a riot of purple and red!

The lanterns of various colors that complement each other are like neon lights of various colors, setting off the entire flower street in a moving way.

This is a man's paradise, and it is also the largest gold selling cave in Bianjing City.

"Master Huang, Yanchun Tower is right in front!"

Wang Huaien pointed to the most popular brothel in Flower Street and told Zhao Jun with excitement on his face. Zhao Jun gave him a strange look.

Why are you so excited?

If you don’t know, what do you think you can do?

Shaking his head to put aside these strange thoughts, Zhao Jun shook the folding fan with a picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in his hand and strode towards the crowded Yanchun Tower.

As soon as we arrived at the door, we could see how popular Yanchun Tower was today. A large group of people crowded at the door and wanted to get in. Yan Chun Tower could only let a few strong guys stand in front of the door, and only waited until guests left. Let people in.

Otherwise, if everyone is put in, the three floors of Yanchun Building alone will not be enough.

"There are a lot of people here, how are we going to get in?"

Zhao Jun looked at the long queue in front of him and turned to ask Wang Huaien next to him.

Is it possible to make him wait in line here?

How could Wang Huaien be unprepared? He immediately smiled and said:

"Master Huang, just come with me. We can go in directly."

Zhao Jun nodded and was about to say something when a sarcasm suddenly came from beside him.

"Hey~ You are so generous, you can go in directly without queuing?

Why didn't you say that Yanchun Tower is owned by your family?

Do you know where this is? Yesterday, the dignified son of the Minister of Rites was thrown out when he wanted to go in without queuing up. None of the soldiers patrolling the city helped him. Do you know what this means?

Does it mean that there is sky behind Yanchun Tower?

You don't even look at your own virtues and you just go in?

Pretend to be big! "

Zhao Jun frowned and looked around to see that the person who made the noise was actually a young man dressed as a young man. At this moment, the young man was looking at Wang Huaien and the others with disdain on his face.

"you!"

Wang Huai'en was about to get angry. It was okay for him to be humiliated, but he did not allow others to humiliate the emperor, and he would die if he humiliated his ministers. He was about to ask the secret guard to come forward and teach this ignorant boy a lesson, but Zhao Jun stretched out his hand to stop him.

Zhao Jun looked the young man up and down first, and then asked:

"How can you be sure that we can't go in directly?"

The young man immediately said confidently and proudly: "I haven't introduced myself before, but I am the young master of Fengling Pavilion - Feng Sheng!

What Feng Ling Pavilion is doing is the news business. There are all kinds of news in Bianjing City, big and small, from officials to local gangsters. Who can know more than our Feng Ling Pavilion?

I know exactly what the names and appearance of each yamen in Bianjing City are, but there is no one like you, boy! Are you new to Bianjing?

You don’t think that Bianjing City is like your countryside, that you can do anything with a little money, right?

Let me tell you, if you throw a brick at Bianjing, you won’t be able to tell which department’s assistant minister it is. It’s useless to make money in Bianjing city. You need to have a background!

No background, no matter how rich you are, you are just a fat sheep in the eyes of those officials. This Yanchun Tower is something that even the son of the Minister of Etiquette dares to throw away. The little money you have is probably not enough to ruin it. own rules. "

Feng Sheng said to Zhao Jun in a condescending tone, his words full of contempt.

He noticed Zhao Jun just now. He didn't know any of the young masters in Bianjing City, but this one had a handsome face. He must have just arrived in Bianjing City not long ago.

But it can be seen that he comes from a wealthy family. If nothing else, the folding fan in this man's hand must be made from the rhino horns of the legendary one tael of gold and one tael of rhinoceros. Worth a fortune.

The most important thing is that this kid actually has a handsome face that brings disaster to the country and the people!

If the girls in Yanchun Tower saw this, they would all clench their legs. He admitted that he was jealous!

For the first time, he was jealous of a man's appearance.

Now of course he would mock him if he got the chance. He was just a foreigner, so what could he do if he bullied him?

"Oh? Wind Chime Pavilion?"

This was the first time that Zhao Jun heard of such a place. Wang Huaien on the side immediately came over and whispered:

"Master Huang, Fengling Pavilion is a well-known intelligence agency in Bianjing City. It relies on all-pervasive spies to collect intelligence on the entire Bianjing City, and then sells it to those who need the information at high prices. Relying on reselling the information and the special characteristics of the intelligence agency, He is quite famous in Bianjing City.

In addition, the master of the Wind Chime Pavilion seems to have connections with many ministers in the DPRK and China, presumably by providing them with free information to gain their protection. "

Through Wang Huaien's narration, Zhao Jun finally understood what kind of existence Fengling Pavilion was. Isn't it an intelligence dealer in Bianjing City?

At best, the scale is just a little too big.

But after hearing Wang Huaien's introduction to their Wind Chime Pavilion, the Young Pavilion Master of the Wind Chime Pavilion across from him raised his head proudly and said confidently:

"My father, Feng Erhe, often had contacts with the imperial court, the Minister of Rites, the Minister of War, the Ministry of Industry, and the Minister of Personnel. Our Feng family is also a well-known figure in Bianjing. Even I want to enter Yanchun. You have to queue up for the building, but you country bumpkin wants to go in directly, what are you dreaming about?!"

"Boy, don't be too arrogant, it's just Fengling Pavilion, I..."

Seeing that this kid was getting more and more excessive, Wang Huaien's anger was once again aroused, but he was stopped again by Zhao Jun with a wave of his hand.

Zhao Jun suddenly laughed when he looked at the young master of Fengling Pavilion who thought he was very awesome.

Feng Sheng's face suddenly darkened when he saw this.

"why are you laughing?"

"I remembered something funny."

"What's so funny?"

"Your mother is pregnant."

"???"

Feng Sheng's face was blank.

Zhao Jun's next words directly caused him to break his defense.

"Don't worry, it's not mine!"

"Wow! You bastard!"

The sound of the wind suddenly became urgent.

Zhao Jun quickly stepped back and said with a smile: "The world is so beautiful, why are you so angry? I said it's not mine anymore, so why are you angry?"

"Ahhhh! You still said! I want you to die!"

Feng Sheng was completely irritated, and the people around him who were listening to their conversation burst into laughter, all talking about who this person was? Even the eldest son of Fengling Pavilion dared to ridicule and humiliate him like this.

Zhao Jun smiled slightly and clapped his hands. Two big men suddenly appeared from nowhere and held Feng Sheng down, one on the left and one on the right, preventing him from moving.

The servants responsible for protecting Feng Sheng were also under control at this moment.

Only then did Zhao Jun walk up to Feng Sheng, who had an angry face on his face. He gently raised Feng Sheng's face with his fan and approached:

"Don't be so angry, let's do this, I'll make a bet with you.

Didn't you say that I can't enter Yanchun Tower directly?

Then let's bet on this.

If I go in, do one thing for me. "

"Then what if you didn't go in?!"

Feng Sheng saw that he was temporarily at a disadvantage and struggled to escape. Finally, he could only look at Zhao Jun and ask fiercely.

Zhao Jun smiled slightly and flicked the folding fan in his hand!

Pull!

The fan opened, and a picture of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers with exquisite painting appeared in front of everyone.

Gently shaking the folding fan, Zhao Jun smiled confidently: "I can't lose!"

After saying that, Zhao Jun took Wang Huaien and walked straight to the door of Yanchun Tower. The two came to the door of Yanchun Tower. The strong man guarding the door was about to stop him. Wang Huaien coldly took out a token from his arms. The two strong men came to Yanchun Tower. Han immediately stepped aside and respectfully welcomed Zhao and Jun in.

Seeing this scene, everyone present was dumbfounded. The wind was also released at this time, and they were in a daze watching this scene that he thought was impossible.

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(End of this chapter)