Ming Dynasty: At the beginning, the house was ransacked and the ancestral temple was burned down.

Chapter 193 The old and dishonest young man! It turns out to be the Queen Mother!
Flower shop.

After a few years, Zhang Chonghui came to the flower shop again.

Looking at the prostitutes coming and going in front of him, Zhang Chonghui couldn't help but wonder, hadn't Yang Chunyuan already 'booked the place', why were there still so many clients?

Zhang Chonghui was about to ask Yang Chunyuan when the other party took the initiative to explain:
"Brother Zhang, don't think this flower shop is big, but just ordering a girl here to accompany you for wine starts at ten taels of silver! Tea, snacks, etc. are also exorbitantly expensive!"

Zhang Chonghui smiled as expected and said: "So you mean, you also lied to me about booking the venue?"

"Ah...haha..." Yang Chunyuan's smile was a little stiff, and he hurriedly pulled Zhang Chonghui to the private room upstairs, changing his words as he walked:

"How can you say that! Let's go up quickly. Don't keep Brother Feng waiting!"

Zhang Chonghui originally thought that the so-called "Gu Qu Sanren" Feng Menglong would also be fake, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be true this time.

The young man was elegant and fair-skinned, with a strong smell of alcohol all over his body. It was obvious that he had drank a lot during the day.

Zhang Chonghui originally thought that someone must be behind Yang Chunyuan's coaxing and deception to lure him to the brothel. And this 'Guqu Sanren' named Feng Menglong is definitely not simple either.

"Haha... I hope..."

"Brother Youlong, I have put in a lot of effort to trick him here. You promised me that you would promote the storybook I wrote for me, so you can't break your promise!"

"Renfu, don't worry. I, Feng, will do what I say. But I am only responsible for helping you promote it. Whether anyone will see it and whether it can be a big hit depends on your own ability and luck."

Yang Chunyuan's eyes were full of sympathy, and the corners of his eyes became moist, and he sighed:
"Brother Youlong, I actually envy you. At least you can meet true love in this world. Although you are just a humble prostitute, at least you have it.

"I'm a little drunk. Let's go out for a walk. You can continue drinking." After Zhang Chonghui finished speaking, he stood up and left the room.

After the words fell, Feng Menglong let out a long sigh, and tears seemed to flow from the corners of his eyes.

After answering hastily, Feng Menglong continued to hold the wine glass. He avoided the topic by drinking, and turned to chat with Yang Chunyuan again.

Feng Menglong wiped the corners of his eyes, tried hard to control his desire to smash Yang Chunyuan to death with his fist, and continued to pour wine for Yang Chunyuan.

Feng Menglong didn't think much about it and answered truthfully: "I am from Changzhou, Suzhou Prefecture."

After Zhang Chonghui left, the topic of Yang Chunyuan and Feng Menglong suddenly changed.

Being left alone like this would be unbearable for a normal person, but Zhang Chonghui didn't feel any discomfort at all, and instead took the initiative to intervene in the conversation between the two.

"Where are you from Suzhou?" Zhang Chonghui asked again.

Seeing that these two people ignored him and tried to trick him into coming to this place, Zhang Chonghui probably guessed the real purpose of the people behind them.

Yang Chunyuan seemed to sympathize with the other party, but when he opened his mouth, he said bluntly:
"Brother Youlong, don't feel bad. Since you like that despicable prostitute so much, how about I lend you money to redeem her?"

Unlike me, I have lived for more than ten years and have never found a soulmate in the world. Alas... it's sad... it's sad..."

Zhang Chonghui also wondered what was going on, but soon, he heard a clue from what the two of them were talking about.

……

"All right……"

"Yu Long, I just heard you talking about Suzhou. Are you from Suzhou?" Zhang Chonghui asked proactively.

"Alas..." Feng Menglong sighed and talked about his sad love story, saying:
"Miss Hou and I fall in love with each other, and I look forward to staying with her day and night. However, I have nothing on my sleeves, and I have no fame, fortune, or fortune, so I can't redeem her life at all."

After a brief self-introduction, Yang Chunyuan and Feng Menglong just drank and talked about love topics that only interested them.

"A native of Cheung Chau." Zhang Chonghui seemed to have discovered something and said inexplicably:

"Renfu, if nothing else happens, Zhang Chonghui will not come back tonight. Why don't we call a few girls to come...?"

"No! I don't want a mere brothel prostitute to take advantage of me! I'm too dirty!"

"I remember that the teacher of the current emperor, the former chief minister of the cabinet, Shen Yuanfu, is also from Changzhou. Do you know him?"

Feng Menglong's reaction was obvious. He didn't want to talk to Zhang Chonghui.

The two continued to chat about the love they each "longed for", and no one paid attention to Zhang Chonghui who was standing aside.

Hearing his beloved being ridiculed so bluntly, the corners of Feng Menglong's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly, but he didn't have an attack and just sighed repeatedly:

Zhang Chonghui, the 'birthday boy', was completely left aside and ignored.

Even if I have a huge fortune now, it won't help... Sigh...

Yang Chunyuan and Feng Menglong smiled brightly when they saw this, and nodded happily: "Okay! Okay! Okay!"

"I do not know."

There is Dragon Boat Festival every year, but there is no Hui Qing in Dragon Boat Festival..."

"Speaking of Brother Youlong, who wants to see Brother Zhang?"

"What? You don't know? Come on, I don't believe it!"

"Renfu, I'm not lying to you. I really don't know. If someone hadn't told me that I wouldn't have to spend money to come to this flower shop from now on, I wouldn't have dared to get too involved with him as a criminal."

"Alas... it's too late, she has been bought back by a wealthy local businessman in Suzhou...

Feng Menglong was a little surprised that the other party took the initiative, and nodded: "Yes."

"Don't worry, as far as I'm concerned, this story is definitely more amazing than "The Plum in the Golden Vase"!"

In response to this question, Feng Menglong smiled awkwardly and said, "Brother, you are joking. How can I, a humble scholar, know the teacher of a saint?"

However, the reality is...

"Uh... That's why you are biased. Fireworks girls are actually not lowly. A talented fireworks girl is more considerate and tender than the eldest lady from an official family."

"That means you can't marry the eldest daughter of an official family, so you can only hang out at fireworks venues to have fun."

"..."

"It's getting late. Since Brother Zhang can't come back tonight, I'll leave first. My parents are still at home waiting for me to come back."

"..."

"By the way, Brother Youlong, I kindly advise you to avoid touching women. My mother once said that sex with women is harmful to the body. I see you are so weak that you have black circles under your eyes. Your health is important."

"..."

Yang Chunyuan left, Feng Menglong's face turned green, and the girl immediately stopped screaming. Instead, she asked the waiter to bring paper and pen, and prepared to write a 'story' on the spot.

A tragic story in which the male protagonist is beautiful, but has no heart, is stupid, arrogant, and self-righteous, and ends up alone and depressed for the rest of his life.

……

After leaving the wing, Zhang Chonghui did not leave the flower shop immediately, but wandered around the building.

Facts have proved that it is expensive for a reason.

Although the flower shop is not big, almost all the girls here are young and beautiful, and the ones who are a little older are also quite charming.

Compared to Jiaofangsi, it is many times better.

It's no wonder that Shen always likes to come here instead of eating free old cucumbers in Jiaofangsi.

"Xiao Langjun, what are you looking for?"

A woman with elegant appearance and gentle temperament stopped Zhang Chonghui, as if she had a purpose, and it was such a purposeful question.

Zhang Chonghui stopped and asked, "How do you know what I'm looking for?"

The woman covered her lips and smiled and said: "Zuo is just looking for a girl. What kind of girl does your husband like? You might as well talk to me and I can introduce you to you."

Zhang Chonghui was not polite and asked directly: "I remember a few years ago, there was a girl named Yan'er here. Is she still there now?"

The woman shook her head blankly: "Mr. Lang, did you remember correctly? We have never had any Yan'er here."

"No?" Zhang Chonghui smiled slightly and asked, "What about the top guy here?"

"Miss Du, I'm afraid she doesn't have time to accompany you right now, and..." The woman smiled awkwardly and said:
"She has a big temper, and her mother spoils her. Meeting her not only depends on her mood, but also requires a lot of money."

"That's it." Zhang Chonghui stopped asking, seeing how much Miss Du wanted, and instead asked the woman in front of him:

"what's your name?"

"Ah...ah?" The woman was stunned for a moment before replying: "The original surname of the Nu family is Li, and others call her Shiniang of the Nu family."

"Li Shiniang, what a good name." Zhang Chonghui complimented casually, and then asked: "How much money do you need to order?"

When Shiniang heard the handsome young man in front of her ask this question, she couldn't help but feel anxious. After all, she hadn't received guests for some days, and...

"Ten...ten taels will allow me to drink with you." Shiniang replied shyly.

"What if..." Zhang Chonghui leaned slightly closer to Shiniang's ear and asked unclearly:

"What if it's more than just drinking?" "This..." Shiniang was obviously panicked. Recalling what she had been told by her superiors, she hurriedly said in a threatening tone:
"Then... it costs at least fifty taels to spend the night!"

"Fifty taels?" Zhang Chonghui said with a look of pity on his face: "It's not expensive, but I didn't bring so much cash tonight."

Shiniang just thought that Zhang Chonghui was trying to make a fool of himself and was being tough. After all, fifty taels was a lot of money.

And...she's not worth that much money at all.

However, something unexpected happened to Shiniang.

I saw the handsome husband in front of me. After a brief hesitation, he suddenly seemed to have made some kind of determination and beat his hands and said:
"No, I just want to hear Shi Niang play the piano tonight! That's all! Just wait a moment, I'll collect the money right now!"

When she heard that the young man wanted to collect fifty taels of silver just to listen to her playing the piano, Shiniang was still stunned even though she had been in the brothel for so many years and had seen a lot of fools.

"Hey, wait a minute..."

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon."

"No... fifty taels is too much... no... not worth it..."

"It's worth it in my heart."

"..."

Seeing the young man leaving quickly, rushing to collect money, the twenty-year-old girl's face turned red for a moment, and her heart inevitably beat.

A different kind of thought that I had never had before quietly grew in my heart.

Who doesn't love innocent teenagers?
Even if it's just pretending.

At the same time, in a private room on the top floor, a figure was watching the old man teasing the little girl through the slightly opened window.

This person was so angry that he gritted his teeth and raised his eyebrows.

"You're a crooked old man! He's trying to hook up with another girl again!"

……

Feng Menglong also didn't expect that Zhang Chonghui, who had already left, could actually come back!

Even if he comes back, he still... borrows money?

"Yu Long, I have fallen in love with a girl named Li Shiniang, but I don't have any money with me. You can lend me fifty taels for the night first, and you can go to Yang Renfu to pay back the money tomorrow, okay?"

Although Zhang Chonghui asked, his unquestionable tone could be said to be forcing him.

Feng Menglong was shocked. This was the first time he saw a shameless gangster who borrowed money so shamelessly and asked others to pay him back...

"Yulong, what are you writing?" Zhang Chonghui seemed to be very interested in what Feng Menglong wrote.

Seeing that Zhang Chonghui was about to come over and grab the story he had just written, he hurriedly covered the content and could only nod his head in agreement:
"Okay, okay, I'll borrow it, I'll borrow it! It's okay if you don't have to pay it back, just go ahead!"

Zhang Chonghui didn't seem to notice anything was wrong. After getting Feng Menglong's consent, he no longer wanted to see what the other party had written. He turned around and said to the brothel waiter who was following behind him:
"You heard it, charge it to his account."

Zhang Chonghui finally left again. Before leaving, he did not forget to say something to Feng Menglong:
"As expected of Gu Qusan, he still persists in literary creation even after coming to a brothel. Zhang really admires him!"

Feng Menglong could only laugh dryly and agree...

But after Zhang Chonghui left, Feng Menglong became angrier and angrier as he thought about it!

He was so angry that he finally decided to write another story!
A story about a male protagonist who is a hypocrite with different appearances and deep inner affairs. After meeting an infatuated woman in a brothel, he deceives her about his feelings and money, and finally regrets his original hatred!

"What's a good name?" Feng Menglong bit his brush and suddenly had an idea. He read while writing:
"Just... Li Shiniang sank the treasure chest in anger? But this is too obvious...

Otherwise, if the current top name is Du, let's call it... Du Shiniang sank the treasure chest in anger!

The protagonist of the heartless man is named Zhang Jia! But... this seems a bit too obvious, otherwise... just call him Li Jia!

Decided! Du Shiniang sank the treasure chest in anger! Zhang...Li Jia, this heartless man! Swindling money and cheating a beautiful girl! "

……

"Haha!"

Zhang Chonghui, who was following Shiniang upstairs, suddenly sneezed.

"Zhang Lang, what's wrong with you? But what's wrong with you?" Shiniang helped him over. She was a little shy and reserved at first, but now she pressed her soft body against him without hesitation.

However, something unexpected happened to her. Zhang Chonghui, who was still actively flirting with her, suddenly seemed like a different person!
He became ruthless in an instant, and at the same time, he pushed away her aggressive approach!
"How do you know my surname is Zhang?" Zhang Chonghui quickly scanned the surroundings while asking, and saw that there was no one else in the corridor except the two of them.

"I..." Shi Niang, who realized that her secret was exposed, wanted to explain something.

However, before he could think of an excuse, he saw Zhang Chonghui's eyes burning brightly and he said bluntly in a cold voice:
"Okay, stop acting and take me to see that person."

This time, Shiniang completely shut up.

After all, her superiors had told her that as long as Zhang Chonghui could bear not to touch her, this brief ambiguous pull would be over.

……

"Here we are, the person who wants to see you is inside."

After Shi Niang finished speaking expressionlessly, she did not turn around and leave immediately.

Just when she was thinking that she might as well not ask, asking would only be humiliating, she heard such a sentence in her ears, as if she had read through her thoughts.

"Shi Niang, your hands are very beautiful. If I hadn't met someone else tonight, I would really want to hear you play the piano."

"Just playing the piano."

After hearing these words, Shiniang was stunned. Before she could ask anything, Zhang Chonghui had already opened the door of the wing and entered.

The door opened and closed again.

Only a dazed, pretty figure was left standing outside the door, her eyes staring blankly at her own hands, fascinated.

Shiniang heard many casual compliments. Even though she always knew that she was not an eye-catching beauty, many men still praised her for her gentle beauty.

She had heard many perfunctory compliments, but this was the first time she heard someone praise her beautiful hands.

And from that tone, it didn't sound like it was fake.

"is it beautiful?"

Shiniang looked at it carefully for the first time. Her calloused fingers looked more and more pleasing to the eye.

……

At the same time, in the wing room.

Zhang Chonghui finally met the 'Gu Qu Sanren' who really wanted to see him.

"At first, I thought it was the emperor who wanted to see me." Zhang Chonghui looked at the graceful figure and said slowly:

"Then, I thought it was Shen Shixing who came to the capital. Then, I suspected that Wang Xijue was trying to do something wrong.

I guessed over and over again, even His Highness Prince Lu, but I couldn't guess it about you.

Queen Mother, after so many years, Zhang is still inferior to you. "

……

At the same time, Qianqing Palace.

I don’t know if I have lived in Xiyuan for too long, and suddenly returned to Qianqing Palace and felt a little embarrassed or why.

In the past two days, Zhu Yijun has always been uncomfortable sleeping.

Moreover, he always felt that there seemed to be something he had forgotten to do.

"Chen Ju, what day is it today? Why do I always feel like I haven't done anything?"

His Majesty the Emperor's sudden question woke up Chen Ju, who was dozing next to the dragon couch.

"Your Majesty, today is the fifth day of May, and yesterday the fourth day of May was Injo's birthday."

After Chen Ju answered in confusion, he stood up, tucked the quilt for His Majesty the Emperor, and said comfortingly:

"It's getting late, Your Majesty, please go to bed early."

Zhu Yijun also wanted to sleep, but he really couldn't sleep, so he could only lie on the dragon couch and toss and turn.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, but he always felt like something was wrong. It felt like there were ants crawling all over my body, and I felt extremely uncomfortable.

Seeing that His Majesty the Emperor was tossing and turning and restless, Chen Ju thought for a while, changed his preface and suggested:

"Your Majesty, it's still early, do you want to turn over the sign?"

(End of this chapter)