Northern Song Dynasty: It’s a showdown, who said I, Zhao Zhen, don’t have a son?

Chapter 47: Watching beautiful women dancing, enjoying life in MLM
The woman who came to the stage first was dressed in white like snow, with a graceful figure and a veil that aroused people's imagination, and countless people were amazed.

As soon as she danced, everyone applauded her. A woman who can be put on stage at the opening is naturally well-known in Chunming Tower.

From the mouths of the guests around him, he probably knew the person's name, Ye, etc., but he didn't catch the name clearly, but he looked straight into Zhou Fei's eyes.

Hey, I’ve never seen the world!
Zhao He wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, generously took out a bouquet of flowers and threw it on the stage.

This is also the rule of Chunming Tower. When you see a woman you like, you will throw flowers on the stage as a reward for the woman.

It is somewhat similar to the live broadcast platforms of later generations, except that the price of these flowers is indeed a bit expensive, a single flower costs almost 2000 yuan.

It's not that Zhao He didn't think about selling the flowers, but it was specially sent by Qin Wan. It was a free gift. Why should he throw it away?

Meanwhile, someone was already writing poetry.

More than half of the people who come here are talented and knowledgeable. A place like the Poetry Club is the best place to make a name for yourself, especially if your poems are valued and recited by a famous woman, it will be a success.

If the woman is moved by the poem and even invites the man to spend the night with her, then she is a talented and beautiful woman, and the melon-eating crowd likes to hear this the most.

The women in Chunming Tower do not sell themselves, but if you are really talented and learned, you can coax people to sleep with you through your poetry. This is what many literati like to do.

Scumbag!

If he had traveled to an earlier dynasty, there would have been many poems that could be used, but this was the Song Dynasty, and Zhao and a science student really couldn't think of any good poems in their minds. If they randomly picked out one, it would be someone on the spot. Having already written about it, this is embarrassing.

You must know that more than half of the eight great families of the Tang and Song Dynasties in this era have appeared, only the few from the Su family are missing, and they are not very old now.

Zhao He didn't have much status here, so naturally no one paid attention to her. The nobles in various buildings rushed to discuss the advantages and disadvantages of these poems, and they had a lot of fun.

Literary people like to do this kind of thing the most.

Zhou Fei noticed it and suddenly said to Zhao He: "Xiao Langjun, I don't think you haven't read a book yet, so you don't want to play one or two songs?"

Zhao He shook his head, he was not willing to do this kind of thing.

Originally, his reputation in the capital has been spread all over the country recently, but now he comes out to show off, which will greatly affect his subsequent operations on Fan Lou.

After all, what kind of good person can a young man who visits a brothel be?
Not far away, facing Zhao He upstairs, a middle-aged man always looked at him from time to time, with an unpredictable meaning in his eyes.

If I have to say it, I think this man looks familiar, a bit like Li Zhen whom I met before.

He is the one who urges him to study when he comes and looks at him like he is a son.

strangeness……

In the Tianzi Tower, the man slowly picked up a cup of tea and drank it. He looked at the woman on the stand, then at Zhao He, and narrowed his eyes.

Behind him, a guard walked in and saluted respectfully.

"Your Majesty, Zhao He's matter has been found out. The person behind him is Fan Zhongyan, who resigned not long ago."

"Have you checked the clan list?"

"After checking, this Zhao He is not from the clan. He is just a commoner from Songzhou. He came to Bianjing more than a month ago."

Zhao Yunrang waved his hand slightly: "Okay, let's get down."

The guard bowed and saluted again and then immediately.

The young man on the side asked the man with some confusion: "Father, why do you want to find out the details of that young man? Is there anything different about him?"

Zhao Yunrang smiled and said: "You are still young. You should watch, listen and learn more. Do you know what happened after that boy was imprisoned?"

The young man shook his head.

"First of all, on the government side, Cao Lang of the Cao family has always protected this person, and even openly disobeyed the orders of the governor of Kaifeng many times. This is one of them."

"The people were building momentum, and their merchants collaborated with more than a hundred people to beat drums in Kaifeng Mansion every day, making the incident almost universally known in the city. The person behind this was none other than Fan Zhongyan, who actually took action for a young man and even exposed his identity. This That's the second one." "In the end, things got so big that even the officials had to take action. But as far as I know, the officials personally requested that Dou Rushang be removed. That's the third one."

Zhao Yunrang said slowly: "With so many coincidences mixed together, maybe it is not a coincidence. The more innocent this young man's identity is, the weirder I feel."

"What kind of person can make the Cao family, Fan Zhongyan and even the official family protect him at the same time?"

The young man seemed to have figured it out immediately: "This man is extraordinary!"

"If this is the case, I am too lazy to care about these trivial matters. The key is that his surname is Zhao..."

"Father said he might be a royal family member?"

"This matter has not been clarified yet, and the official family has never had any heirs. Let's wait and see for a while to see what happens next."

……

With the appearance of stunning poems one after another, the excitement of the poetry meeting was also pushed to its peak.

One of the poems almost crushes other talents with overwhelming power.

It was written by a man named Yan Jidao.

In the distant mountains, the eyebrows are long and the willows are curly, and the makeup is lifted in the spring breeze, and a smile is worth a fortune.

When I returned to Fengcheng, I talked about visiting a brothel and looked at the flowers in Yingchuan, which were not as good as those in Qingqing.

The title of Sheng Cha Zi's poem is still wonderful in its conception and literary talent, but the last sentence is really a bit dismissive of the woman on the stage.

It's not as good as Qingqing. Why don't you write one less sentence?

Are you full enough to write so much?
The number of flowers determines a woman's income. As soon as this poem came out, the dance that originally had thousands of flowers only received a meager one hundred or so.

When the woman stepped off the stage, she could still see her resentful eyes, staring at Yan Jidao for a long time.

Yan Jidao seemed to know that his behavior was inappropriate. When the woman stepped down from the stage, he threw out more than 500 flowers, which made the woman look better.

Five hundred dollars, just to make people feel better, without blinking an eye.

Rich and powerful!

As for poetry, seeing so many people writing it, Zhao He actually wrote a poem that was similar to what he remembered and casually put it aside. It wasn’t directed at anyone, it was just out of interest.

He didn't think about taking it out to praise someone, he focused on one emotion, and then continued to watch what happened in front of him.

Both of them laughed so hard, this man was so interesting.

"Damn, this man is so rich. When will I be so rich too?"

Zhao He patted Zhou Fei on the shoulder and blurted out his usual MLM quotations.

"Sleep on the floor today, be the boss tomorrow!"

"Today you are covered in mud, but tomorrow you will be radiant!"

"As long as you are willing to climb, nothing is difficult in the world!"

Zhou Fei was stunned for a moment after being fooled, and he had already begun to imagine his life after becoming rich.

Beauty in a carriage, life in a luxury car!
Reach out for clothes, and open your mouth for food!
What a wonderful life!
Leaving Zuo Sili Prison was really a wise choice!

With the words of the madam below, the atmosphere of the crowd was directly ignited to a climax.

Lu Qingqing is about to take the stage!


(End of this chapter)