Four people entered the door.

Walking in a lengthy corridor.

At this time, the music and noise gradually became louder. When they stepped into the hall, a luxurious sweetness came to their faces.

In the huge front hall.

More than a dozen guests were drinking and chatting, and they were drinking and drinking.

On the stage, eight dancers were wearing gauzes and dancing gracefully, their frown and smile attracted the heart, twisting and trembling, showing the charm of the woman.

"Oh! Mr. Fang is here!"

With a scream.

A servant ran to Fang Ying with a gust of wind, nodded and smiled, "Young Master, you haven't come for a while."

Su Dingfang and the others were slightly stunned.

The servants in Mengchunlou watched the food serve. They had never received such warm hospitality before... But now, the little turtle slave seemed to have seen the wealthy master's father.

"Um."

Fang Ying took out an item from his arms and handed it over, and said lightly: "We brothers came together, please arrange it."

The servant took it and saw that his face changed drastically.

Liu...Liuli!

The purchase is heavy, crystal clear like crystal, shining brightly under the lights in the hall. The gift from Mr. Fang is the most popular luxury item in Chang'an City - Glazed Ball!

Su Dingfang and the other two were shocked.

Unexpectedly, my new colleague was still an invisible rich man.

Fang Ying smiled and didn't say anything.

The reason why he had the courage to treat him was not because he was so rich, but because he had glass balls in his hand... The Fang Family Workshop in Mount Li is improving iron making equipment, and burning glass is just to cut leeks, and steelmaking is the purpose... …After all, the world’s largest transaction is arms transaction.

Want to be a rich generation.

You have to do the most profitable business.

Seeing that the servant was still stunned, Fang Ying said lightly: "What? Isn't the money enough?"

"Enough, enough!" The servant woke up from his dream, and even respected Su Dingfang's attitude, "Several young men, please come in."

After the four of them sat down.

The singing and dancing on the stage just ended.

According to the rules, the courtesan should come on stage, perform his skills, attract popularity, and make today's venue warm.

Take advantage of this time.

A young scholar dressed in navy blue dress drank the wine in his glass and sighed: "I haven't seen Fang Erlang come to Mengchunlou recently. It's so boring."

At the next table, a middle-aged man with a big belly leaned over and asked curiously: "Why did this young man sigh like this?"

The scholar glanced at him, "A wealthy businessman from other places?"

"Young man has such a good eye. I just arrived in Chang'an yesterday."

The middle-aged wealthy businessman replied with a smile that Chang'an was the capital of the Tang Dynasty, and the students of Chang'an naturally had more pride than elsewhere, so he was mentally prepared for this.

"If life was just like the first meeting, why did the autumn wind paint a fan?" The scholar looked at him and asked arrogantly: "Have you ever heard these two lines of poetry?"

As soon as he finished speaking.

The guests on the side stopped talking, all looking at this side, obviously attracted the attention of these two lines of poetry.

Facing everyone's eyes.

The middle-aged rich businessman shrank his neck and said angrily: "This poem sounds familiar."

"It's right!" The scholar raised his chin slightly: "If you want to write ancient works, this poem is the best in the world. Do you know who wrote this poem?"

The middle-aged rich businessman fell into a cold sweat: "No...I don't know..."

"I don't know if you say!" The scholar raised his neck and drank the wine in the glass, and his eyes became furious: "Tell you, the person who wrote this poem is the prince consort of the Tang Dynasty, Fang Yiai!"

What?

House win?!

Su Dingfang and the other two were almost glaring out.

Compared with the cultural circle, soldiers are more concerned about which girl in Pingkangfang has good kung fu, so they naturally don’t know the glorious deeds of Fang Ying.

Now I see the scholars admire him so much.

I couldn't help but be surprised and thought that I had actually underestimated the ability of my new colleague.

Buzz —

The scholar had just finished speaking.

The drinkers in the hall sighed.

"What this guy said!"

"Without a young man, the glass of Chinese wine will no longer be fragrant..."

"I remember that Fang Yiai was born in the sky. He first wrote two sword poems at the Wei King's Poetry Conference, and then he also wrote a poem "Princess Gift to the Poems" in this Mengchun Tower. What a romantic Chinese scholar!"

"Yes! It was precisely because of this poem that Miss Shishi became the top ten courtesans in Chang'an. Her value doubled. I heard that she no longer meets guests alone."

"Ah? No wonder! I spent 200 guan a few days ago, but I couldn't enter Miss Shishi's boudoir."

...

Listen to the discussion around.

Su Dingfang and the other two felt bad.

“Erlang…”

Jia Wu looked at Fang Ying with complicated eyes: "The overnight price of Pingkangfang has increased soaringly, it turns out that it is all your reasons."

The senior high school senior said coldly: "Even the money for alcohol has increased."

Su Dingfang also commented: "I don't feel sorry for money, but Fang Er's approach is not advisable."

"Ah...haha!" Fang Ying smiled awkwardly.

Jia Wu looked at him, sighed, and said, "Now, Miss Shishi's value has doubled, and even you, the initiator, cannot get it."

Fang Ying lowered his head and drank.

I can't bear to give my colleagues science popularization.

Obviously, a martial artist like Fatto Tuo doesn’t know the power of poetry at all... In Pingkangfang, if Fang Ying is famous, he doesn’t have to pay a copper coin, and he is a groom every night, and no one around him will have the same meaning.

at this time.

A maid is walking in the corridor on the second floor.

She glanced downstairs inadvertently, then turned her head casually.

suddenly.

She seemed to realize something.

He stopped suddenly, turned his head, his eyes pinned to Fang Ying, slowly showing ecstasy, and then turned around and ran towards the room of the courtesan lady.

In a while.
Chapter completed!