Who wouldn’t make money now that they’ve all ascended?

Chapter 254 Tracking down the brothel

"Hey, this young man is so handsome~"

"Ah, Young Master, Huaixiang recently practiced a dance of colorful phoenix, just for Young Master to see. Are you willing to love Huaixiang?"

"Young Master, Yingying still has a few bottles of wine that she has not sold today. Her little hands are so hungry that they can no longer hold the Master's sleeves. How about you accompany Yingying and drink a bottle together."

As soon as Jiang Sugang walked to the door, three or five pink beauties were vying to hold her arms, and they crossed the threshold and walked to the red table in the hall.

There was a shout of "Young Master" on the left and "Young Master" on the right. Bai Rong's brows twisted into earthworms when he heard this, but he was afraid that he would be left behind by the Immortal Lord, so he hurriedly chased after him.

Wang Minglang knew what he was wondering about, so he explained, "You silly boy, the Immortal Lord has changed her appearance again. If she doesn't look like a man when visiting a brothel, how can the warblers and swallows fly towards her with flamboyant branches?"

Bai Rong knew what brothel meant. She was too shy to look at the girls in scanty clothes at the door. Now her face was even redder.

"Hey, this young master, this is the first time Yaoyao has seen you. You are so handsome. With your appearance, none of the flower officials in our building can compare with you."

Bai Rong lowered his head and hurriedly ran a few steps to get to Jiang Su's side, staying away from these pink and fragrant beauties as if they were hiding from the god of plague.

Hearing the sound, Jiang Su turned around and glanced at him, smiled softly, turned his head and followed the warm and graceful beauty beside him and said lightly, "Go to the largest private room, call all you beautiful girls, drinks Come and have a drink, my brother has never tasted love, I will bring him to expand his knowledge."

The girl named Yingying's eyes suddenly lit up. The sweet smile on her face turned brighter. She quickly half-covered her mouth and said, "Hey, you want to teach your younger brother about love. Then we sisters will do our best to relieve the young master’s worries.”

Bai Rong was startled, thinking that this was what the Immortal Lord said to find out the news, and thinking that this was also an opportunity for him to repay his kindness to the Immortal Lord. He struggled in his mind for a long time, and finally raised his head, looking like he was willing to die, and said loudly, "Yes, I want to learn what love is in this world!"

Jiang Su raised his brows lightly and looked at him with some surprise. Then he smiled without saying a word and walked into the private room at the end of the second floor.

She very skillfully walked into the main seat of the elegant room, which was the shorter one facing a rectangular low table.

She casually sat on the couch, lazily, as if all the bones in her body had been removed, and took a comfortable sip of tea.

Bai Rong was sitting in the second seat, really sitting on pins and needles.

"Okay, you have to be thorough in your acting. I didn't force you to say that. In that case, I'll leave it to you to drink later."

Bai Rong nodded and said obediently, "Well, Bai Rong will certainly live up to the Immortal Lord's trust."

Jiang Su smiled lightly, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

After a stick of incense.

In the elegant room, fragrant mist filled the air, candles were lit, and a glass of wine swayed on the neck and skirt of the young man in white.

There were a total of five graceful and soft beauties lying on his shoulders and shoulders, squeezing grapes with their hands, drinking wine from porcelain cups, rubbing their shoulders and squeezing their faces...

"Ahem, cough, cough..." Bai Rong's face was flushed, and he drank glass after glass of strong wine. His lips and teeth were soft, but his chest was burning, "Brother Lanxi, why did you leave me..."

"Ok?"

"what?"

"this?"

These beauties looked at each other with subtle expressions, looking secretly at the young man in Tsing Yi who was squinting lazily not far away.

Jiang Su noticed their gazes and said calmly, "It's not me, that person is dead. His sworn brother has not passed the first seven years."

"Oh……"

All the beauties were shocked, but finally chose to continue pouring wine into Bai Rong. The beauty named Yingying walked gracefully, holding a bowl of peeled grapes in her hand, and walked to Jiang Su's side. She was so delicate that she said, "Master, Yingying's hands are so sore. Do you want to eat some Yingying grapes?" ah?"

Jiang Sulan raised his eyelids and said with a smile, "Okay, but... if you want me to eat your grapes, it depends on whether you have the ability to defeat me."

Yingying blinked, her beautiful eyes were crescent, and she smiled sweetly, "Yingying doesn't know anything, so what if Yingying can't win the young master?"

"Haha, you can."

Jiang Su looked at her with a smile, raised his hand to caress the beauty's smooth face, took her chin with his index finger and slowly rubbed it behind her ear, pinching the earring.

He put it behind her ear and whispered,

"Games start."

"Tell me why Song Wencheng arranged for you to test me. If you answer correctly, I will eat one of your grapes. If you answer incorrectly, I will twist your head off."

"..."

Yingying's expression froze, her face instantly turned pale, she stared at Jiang Su blankly, her legs couldn't stop trembling.

Jiang Su had already heard her erratic breathing and extremely violent heartbeat, and breathed into her ear with a chuckle.

"Hush. I'm an immortal. Once I say something, it's hard to follow. I won't lie to you."

Yingying was even more scared.

However, in the eyes of other beauties, the overly ambiguous actions of the two people were a sign of deep affection and a precursor to the coming of Wushan Yunyu.

No one would have guessed that she was on the verge of life and death.

"Sir... what are you talking about? Yingying doesn't understand."

Jiang Su suddenly pinched her neck unceremoniously and said coldly, "What is Song Wencheng planning? Why did he separate the entire Cangzhou City from Dajing?"

Yingying shook her head wildly, with tears on her delicate face. She struggled to kick over the table, but Jiang Su held her leg down.

"Yingying really doesn't know which young master Song Wencheng you are talking about."

Jiang Su smiled half-heartedly and tightened the strength on his hand, "Oh, otherwise why were you not shocked at all when I clearly used my original appearance as Princess Anyang just now?"

"Only officials are lucky enough to see my face. Ordinary people will never know what I look like. Dajing does not allow people to worship me in private or pass on my portrait. Song Wencheng is the current acting lord of Cangzhou City. Apart from Duan Yueliang, the main minister for flood relief, he is the only one who knows me. Could it be that you are not from Song Wencheng, but from Duan Yueliang? Or... Duan Yueliang's woman? "

Yingying seemed to have made up her mind, nodded seriously, and controlled the tears in her eyes, "Yes, I'm sorry, general... but I am indeed General Duan's woman."

Jiang Su loosened his grip on her neck and said thoughtfully, "I see, but why did I hear that General Duan once injured his roots on the battlefield and was unable to act? The imperial doctor prescribed 9981 for him. Pay supplements, why, he grows again? "

Yingying's eyes widened, her expression even more horrified, "Is it true?"

"Really or not, you ask me? Aren't you his woman?"

Yingying lowered her head slightly, with a sad look on her face, "It's true. I feel sorry for him and don't want to admit it."

Jiang Su smiled and strangled her neck again, "But what I said was false."

"So, what does Song Wencheng want to do? To murder an immortal, does he want to become an immortal?"