The concubine is soft and delicate, making her the treacherous minister's white moonlight

Chapter 16 The Famous Yuxiang Tower

The two looked at each other from a certain distance. Liu Yinghong just smiled faintly at this old acquaintance. She leaned on the railing with half of her body leaning out. The spring scenery on her chest was vaguely visible. Although it could not be seen clearly, it aroused people's reverie.

She sneered and said nonchalantly in a teasing tone, "Bad luck? Lord Jiang, that's not what you said when you redeemed the girl from me."

Jiang Wenqing's expression froze, but Liu Yinghong didn't give her a chance to respond. She continued, "Why are you making such a fuss so early in the morning? Which girl have you taken a fancy to this time? Do you have enough money to redeem her?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wenqing's face turned dark, and everyone looked at each other in confusion. Although they didn't know that most of the money Jiang Wenqing gave to redeem Lin Yirou was paid by Lin Yirou herself, they could hear the sarcasm in Liu Yinghong's words, and some sarcastic laughter came into their ears one after another.

Jiang Wenqing's expression was not good, but he still gritted his teeth, suppressed the humiliation and guilt, and immediately said: "Liu Yinghong, my son has encountered such a big problem with you, don't you intend to give me an explanation?!"

Liu Yinghong sneered again: "Explain? What do you mean? Lord Jiang, you know that the men who come to my Yuxianglou have had problems before, but they also solved them by themselves. Our Yuxianglou is only responsible for receiving guests, and you have to deal with the rest yourself."

"I'm also very sorry about what happened to the young master. He is also a frequent visitor here. Do you think it is necessary for us to do this to him?"

You have to know that Yuxiang Tower is the most special building in the entire Sheng'an and even Rongguo. It has four floors in total, and each floor is divided into different classes. The top floor is not accessible to everyone with money. It is reserved for the owners of Yuxiang Tower to discuss matters. Unless you are invited by the owner, the lightest punishment for going up there without permission is to have your eyes gouged out and your tongue cut off.

It can be seen that the degree of rampantness in Yuxianglou is no less than that of these officials. It is a place where all kinds of people mix together. Some girls only engage in the flesh trade, but some are not necessarily.

Therefore, everyone in the world actually knows that it is not just a brothel, but also a gathering place for intelligence of many officials and families. It is countless how many powerful people are secretly supporting it.

It has been at least half a year since its opening. Liu Yinghong is certainly not the first resident of this building. This building has outlasted countless ordinary brothels. It is a building that has stood firm all year round. Those who come here are well-known figures, and even those who are not so well-off are wealthy young men.

Few of these people are good people. It is common to be hunted for revenge in such places. Not to mention what happened with Jiang Youxi, there are also cases where people are found dead the next day.

Moreover, in a sense, Jiang Youxi is a frequent visitor here. Although he is a bit of a jerk, for the sake of face, he has spent a lot of money on beauties just to make them smile.

So, for Liu Yinghong, he was just a walking money jar, and it seemed that there was really no reason to do this to him.

Jiang Wenqing dared to come, not because he had not thought about it, and of course he did not really want to do anything here. It was just that if he did not show up when something like this happened, wouldn't people think that the Jiang family was easy to bully?

But he gritted his teeth, with a look of resentment on his face, holding the sword in his hand, as if he would rush forward and cut Liu Yinghong into pieces at any time, and shouted again: "The person got into trouble here, you have to give me an explanation!"

Hearing this, Liu Yinghong took a puff of the pipe in her hand, stood up from the railing, thick smoke wafting out of her flaming red lips, and in her dreamy and hazy state, she showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

Then she turned around and walked down the stairs, smiling, "Ahaha, I understand. Lord Jiang wants money, right? You were poor before, so why are you still so poor now that you're an official?"

As she spoke, her long legs had already gone downstairs. The guards in the building respectfully brought a chair to her. She sat down, folded her long legs, and leaned against the back of the chair. Before Jiang Wenqing could get angry, Liu Yinghong continued, accompanied by the increasingly rampant laughter from all around, "I've seen many people come here to take care of the girls, but you're the first one to come to me to ask for money. Tell me, how much do you want?" Hearing this, Jiang Wenqing's face turned red and then white, and then white and then red again. After a while, he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Liu Yinghong, don't go too far!"

He roared and swung the sword in his hand fiercely at the table beside him. There was a series of crackling sounds, and the table broke into pieces. Tea sets and bowls and chopsticks fell to the ground, and many girls who were still laughing stopped laughing immediately out of fear.

But Liu Yinghong, on the other hand, sat there calmly. The guard beside her refilled her pipe. While puffing away at the smoke, she slowly said, "You have to pay for what you break, sir."

At this point, Jiang Wenqing really had no place to vent his anger, as if he had punched cotton. But since he was already here, in front of so many people, he had to do something.

The things were smashed, and he gritted his teeth and was about to explode, but his eyes accidentally glanced at something, and then his whole body was stunned, as if he had seen something incredible.

Lin Mowan, who was watching this scene upstairs, was a little confused. She almost subconsciously followed his gaze, but unfortunately, she didn't know whether she was a step too late or there was really nothing. In the end, she saw nothing.

In the end, it was obvious that Jiang Wenqing's arrogance had weakened a lot, and he finally just said something cruel: "I'm going to make it clear today. If my son makes any mistakes in the future, I will not just smash your table! I will burn down your building as well!"

After saying that, he threw the sword in his hand to the ground with a clang, turned around and led his men back. It was really a good move of bluffing.

Watching their backs gradually walking away, Liu Yinghong was not surprised, but rather expected it. She slowly stood up, handed the pipe in her hand to the security guard, motioned for him to clean up the mess, and turned around to go upstairs.

At this time, Lin Mowan, who was hiding in the corner of the second floor and lifted a corner of the gauze curtain, had already seen the situation just now. When she saw people leaving Yuxiang Tower, she breathed a sigh of relief, gently put down the curtain, and returned to the table thoughtfully.

Although she also knew that Yuxianglou had many backers and that none of them were easy to mess with, people like Jiang Wenqing did not seem to be particularly perceptive at first glance. But just now, Jiang Wenqing seemed to have seen something.

Soon, Liu Yinghong lifted the heavy curtain and walked into the compartment. It was quiet here and was specially provided for guests to drink tea. On weekdays, there were the least people walking around here.

The maid from Yuxianglou came forward, poured tea for the two of them, and then left. Liu Yinghong sat down, still leaning lazily on the back of the chair, puffing away at the cigarette, and shook the pipe in her hand. Some burnt ash fell into the servant's palm, scorching him and making him frown, but he still left without making a sound.

After a short silence, Liu Yinghong looked at Lin Mowan in front of her, her eyes lazy and teasing, her red lips opening and closing: "Second Master is upstairs today, don't you want to see him?"

Lin Mowan was sitting opposite her. She paused slightly while holding the cup, and said nothing. But she suddenly realized something in her heart. No wonder Jiang Wenqing had slipped away so quickly just now. It seemed that he had most likely seen Shen Weiyuan.

Thinking of this, she did not show it, but calmly took a sip of the tea in her hand and shook her head: "No, I have to hurry back early to avoid being seen."

After all, the people in the Jiang family still thought that she was seriously ill and couldn't get out of bed. Although the old lady seemed to have dispelled her doubts after Shen Weiyuan's people came to see her that day, she still couldn't let her guard down.

Besides, Shen Weiyuan's people were everywhere around her. She didn't need to inform Shen Weiyuan where she was going, as someone would tell her. Since he was also here but didn't ask her to come up, it meant that he had no intention of seeing her now.