Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

Chapter 92 Poria
Jing Chun had placed three portraits on the desk at this time, namely Mr. Chi Feng, Mr. Yew Shan and Mr. Qing Bai of Songyun Painting Boat.

"Young master is looking for me?" Fu Ling looked at Jing Chun in front of her with some doubts. Such a handsome young man really didn't want to come to the brothel to have fun.

Still looking down at the painting, Jing Chun saw someone pushing the door and asked, "Are you Fuling?"

Seeing that the other party knew her name, Fu Ling thought it was an acquaintance introduced by a regular customer, and said coquettishly, "It's the little girl."

As he said that, he took a few steps to catch up.

"I came down to see the girl to ask her to help me look at these portraits."

This was the first time that Fu Ling heard that prostitutes were invited to visit her to see paintings. Naturally, her mind was not on the paintings at all. Instead, she was attracted to Jing Chun, who was dressed as a man and looked pretty and lovely.

Fu Ling intentionally sat close to Jing Chun, seeing the portrait on the table, "My lord is a student of Hua Fang? Which gentleman introduced you?"

Jing Chun was stunned for a moment, "How many of these people do you know?"

Fu Ling smiled slightly. Those in this industry knew one thing very well, that is, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

Fu Ling poured a glass of wine and asked, "If I answer, should the young master have a glass?"

As he spoke, a glass of wine was handed to Jing Chun.

Jing Chunshang still knew how much he could drink. The original owner was a person who didn't drink easily, so one could imagine how easy he was to get drunk.

Jing Chun excused himself: "I don't know how to drink..."

Seeing Jing Chun's resistance, Fu Ling was not impatient, and said unhurriedly: "Young master can choose not to drink, so can the little girl also choose not to answer?"

Based on Jing Chun's identity alone, he would definitely not be able to force the other party to tell the answer if they didn't tell him.

Jing Chun took the wine cup and drank it down, "Miss, can you talk now?"

"I do know this person, Mr. Chi Feng, Mr. Yishu and... Mr. Qingbai from Songyun Huafang..."

Jing Chun asked eagerly, "Have they been to Nantingfang?"

Fu Ling smiled slightly and handed the wine cup to Jing Chun again, "One question and one glass of wine isn't too much, right?"

Ah... this...

Looking at the wine cup in front of him, Jing Chun murmured a bit, but it was not too much of a stretch to drink a glass of wine, so he took the wine cup and drank it again.

But if she drinks like Poria, she will be drunk and unconscious sooner or later.

Jing Chun took the pen and paper from the bag, and while he was still awake, he must truthfully write down what Fu Ling said.

"I've seen this person before, but not all of them in Nantingfang. I know Mr. Yew Shan. He invited me to Songyun Painting Boat to make a model, and he came here to paint. Chi I met Mr. Feng at Songyun Painting Boat. That old man publicized my role as a model. He insisted that I was exposed, but that person was very rigid! This Mr. Qingbai... I always feel that He has been to Nantingfang, like a regular visitor of Nantingfang."

"What is that regular customer like Mr. Qingbai doing here?"

"What are you doing? You are joking with the little girl. What is a man doing in Nantingfang? By the way, what are you doing in Nantingfang, my lord?"

The pen in Jing Chun's hand never stopped, always remembering Fu Ling's words, but Fu Ling's hand passing the wine didn't listen.

Seeing the situation, Jing Chun could only drink it.

Fu Ling climbed onto Jing Chun's shoulder, "What's your name, young master?"

"My surname is Jing." Jing Chun can naturally feel the feeling of many people beside her. She is a woman, so Jing Chun feels a little uncomfortable when she is rubbed against each other.

Seeing that Fu Ling was about to approach, Jing Chun dodged and got up hastily.

Fuling didn't expect that she would lose all poker, how could she win a hundred men instead of a thousand in Nantingfang?
"Also ask the girl to respect herself."

Fuling's words sounded like a joke, but the more so, the more interested Fuling was in the person in front of him.

"Young Master Jing, don't you have anything else to ask?"

Naturally there is.

The truth is right in front of Jing Chun, how can she give up halfway?

Fight, fight, fight!

Jing Chun looked at the wine cup in front of her, but there were only a few questions left, could she hold on to a few glasses of wine?
Jing Chun drank the rescue in one gulp, and Fu Ling applauded again and again.

After drinking, Jing Chun's footsteps were obviously a little unsteady, and he staggered to find his pen and paper, and asked, "Who is the girl receiving that regular customer? Can I meet?"

Fu Ling smiled and said, "Young Master Jing is really cunning, do you want another girl to serve by your side?"

"May I ask you to do me a favor."

Seeing Jing Chun's posture, Fu Ling was afraid that Jing Chun would not be able to run away. Anyway, the left and right are all in Fu Ling's hands, so she simply agreed, hooked Jing Chun's chin with her small hand, and said: "Little girl, let's go find Polygonatum odoratum." come over."

Jing Chun really couldn't hold on anymore, the wine in Nantingfang was originally for men and women to have fun, so it must not be as innocent as ordinary water wine.

Jing Chun ran to the window, blew in the air, and washed his face in the fish basin. Only then did he feel more awake, and his heartbeat was not as fast as before.

It's a pity that the two goldfishes lost half of the water in the basin.

Soon, Poria cocos brought Yuzhu in.

This Yuzhu is three years younger than Fuling, different from Fuling's charm, Yuzhu is more elegant.

"How is it? Is it more eye-catching than the group of men downstairs?"

In the past, rich and powerful officials and lords have seen a lot, but now seeing such a handsome person as Jing Chun, it really makes Yu Zhu's eyes shine.

Fuling poked Polygonatum slightly with her elbow, and said complacently, "What are you looking at? This person is mine."

They are all living in the same brothel, and they don't see each other outside.

Yuzhu joked: "When did Sister Fuling fall in love with the pretty boy?"

"Little white face knows it hurts, but it's different from the group of stinky men downstairs."

At this moment, Jing Chun was clearly in a fog, and it took him a while to wake up from the conversation between the two.

"Is this Miss Yuzhu?"

Yuzhu replied in Fuling's ear: "It's really different from those stinking men downstairs, they're also very polite."

The two looked at each other and smiled at each other.

"Why did you call the little girl here?"

"I want the girl to help identify someone? Has this person been to Nantingfang?"

Yu Zhu stepped forward, and also looked carefully at the painting in front of her.

"This person seems to be Uncle Su. Yes, that's right. He said he is a master of calligraphy and painting, and he is not careless when commenting on the paintings."

Jing Chun is even more convinced that Mr. Qing Bai is the Uncle Su that Yu Zhu talked about.

"Then have you seen this person?" Jing Chun asked, pointing to Mr. Yishu's portrait.

"Isn't this a guest of Sister Fuling? I remember it seems to be Mr. Zishan from Songyun's painting boat."

Jing Chun nodded, obviously seeing a breakthrough in the matter.

"Then Mr. Yew Shan and this Uncle Su have been to Nanting Fang together? Or, or, have the two of them met in Nanting Fang?"

"Meet?"

Apparently it was a long time ago, Yuzhu recalled, and suddenly remembered: "Yes! The two met! One day, Mr. Yew Shan painted a portrait of a woman in our brothel, and I don't know who brought it to my room. Uncle Su insisted on tasting it, but Mr. Zishan chased after him to ask for it. At that time, the two met, and Uncle Su was still naked at the time, so he was shocked when he saw someone coming in."

Jing Chun thought to himself, he was not startled when he saw someone coming in. He was clearly startled when he saw an acquaintance.

(End of this chapter)