Yicuilou is a brothel under the Dongchang Factory. There are many singers and dancers who are offending officials and female relatives, which has attracted the competition from the capital.

Today is the beginning of winter and heavy snow, but the Yicui Building is still in full swing.

There is nothing else. Because of the rebellion a few days ago, Jingyuan Bo and Ning Yuan Bo died, the female relatives all entered the Jiaofangsi, and even Jingyuan Boxin’s eighth room wife was no exception.

The merchants and officials who were bullied by their uncle's marquis' mansion in the past are all thinking about coming over to vent their anger. It is snowy outside, and pedestrians are rare, but the building is full of enthusiasm.

When Su Cheng arrived outside the gate, he could already hear the yelling sounds coming from the building.

The servant pushed open the door, and a wave of heat rushed out of the building and headed straight to Su Cheng's door. The mixed smell of powder, wine and tea made Su Cheng yawn.

"Please, please, please here."

The servant obediently guided Su Cheng, with respect on his face. Today, countless high-ranking officials and nobles came to the building, and several officials from the six ministries were there.

A man from the Ministry of Rites was recognized while sitting in a corner of the hall and drinking tea. The merchants who accompanied him paid a small price to take down a concubine of a young man from the Ningyuan Mansion.

Several officials from the Ministry of Revenue came and had been having wine in the private room on the second floor.

The servant has been specifically told. No matter who comes today, you can't make a fuss. Looking at Su Cheng in a thick robe, the servant thought to himself that if the young men in the building knew that this person was coming, they would probably have to run away.

He led Su Cheng to sit in a elegant seat. The servant ordered another clerk to report to the shopkeeper Yu. He obediently served tea and poured water on the side, and his face was filled with smiles.

There is no relative of the martial arts who has a greater title than this one in the capital. I am serving this person once today, and I will blow it back.

The shopkeeper of Yicuilou arrived soon. When he heard that Duke Zhongguo had arrived, the shopkeeper almost knelt down. Who is this person? His Majesty's celebrity, and several people who are afraid of the tiger.

Today I came to Yicuilou. If I am not well-received, I will be seldom done. If I lose my life and are implicated in the nine tribes, it will be a big deal.

He ordered someone to report it to the factory, but the shopkeeper almost rolled and crawled to the elegant seat.

"I've met the prince."

The building was crowded with people, and there were all kinds of people in all walks of life. The shopkeeper did not dare to speak loudly, so he could only salute Su Cheng in a low voice.

Su Cheng ordered the shopkeeper to sit down.

The shopkeeper was trembling, sitting down with his butt next to the corner of the stool, looking at the table in fear, fearing that Su Cheng would be unhappy.

"You seem to be afraid of me?"

Su Cheng was a little surprised. He had never been to this building before. Why was this fat shopkeeper so afraid of him?

Ren Yao, who was eating melon seeds, curled his lips:

"Of course he is afraid of you. Last time you visited the brothel in Xuanfu, the three shopkeepers of Yicuilou in Xuanfu were driven home, one of them was beheaded, and the other even their family members were taken away by Yicuilou. Do you think he could not be afraid of you?"

Hutong said with a smile:

"It's not the man who blames them for being unclean and being arrested by the factory, it has nothing to do with the man."

The shopkeeper smiled with a flattering smile with sweat:

"It's okay, it's okay. I just fear the dignity of the prince."

"I'm so kind of talking. I dare to ask the grandfather that family member who fell in love with him. Let's send it to you to the mansion."

Su Cheng sneered:

"There is a beauty Tang in the palace. I ask you, do you know this person?"

The shopkeeper's eyes rolled and he immediately responded:

"Zhixiaozhixiao, this noble man's original name should be Tang Yunyan, a native of Nanshe, and his father was a small official of the Jinyiwei, and he was sent to the palace by the holy grace."

Su Cheng looked at the fat shopkeeper, and sweat was dripping from the shopkeeper's forehead. After a long time, Su Cheng continued to say:

"Where is that beauty in the season?"

The fat shopkeeper's face turned pale, but he still struggled to say:

"Ji Meiren is also from a poor family, and her family is..."

"When I tell a lie, I believe it myself, Manager Cui."

Su Cheng's words became cold.

At this time, Shu Liang, dressed in green, separated the crowd, walked in quickly, sat down opposite Sucheng, looked at the fat shopkeeper with sweat on his face, and said with a smile:

"Don't you come here to listen to music or find a girl?"

Su Cheng gave Box Yang next to him a look, and Box Yang gave Shu Liang the letter in his hand.

Shu Liang looked puzzled, took the letter and took a look. The smile on his face disappeared. His pale face was full of anger, and his eyes were almost spitting out of fire.

Su Cheng said slowly:

"I'm here to listen to music today. I haven't listened to music for a while. I miss Yicuilou very much. Factory, you are a good decoration in Yicuilou, but you are a human being, so you have to worry about cleaning up."

Shu Liang put away the letter and lowered his voice and said:

"Mr. Xie mentioned that I hope you will be open to this matter and don't report it to Your Majesty in person. If our family has cleaned up, we will report it to Your Majesty."

Su Cheng nodded:

"Okay, I'll go upstairs. Manager Cui, come and find two beautiful singers for me. I like to listen to the song by Jiang Chengzi and Su Shi."

Shu Liang watched Su Cheng's back disappear at the stairs, and waved his hand and several Dongchang men hid in the crowd surrounded him.

"Please take this shopkeeper Cui down and let him recall the memories carefully. He sent several batches of women from the Jiaofangsi to the palace. Among them, how many were secretly sons of the nobles, how many were female prostitutes from the Jiaofangsi."

Several fans brought Manager Cui down.

Su Cheng took a few personal guards to eat and drink in Yicuilou, and slowly went home.

On the second day, the news of Sucheng visiting Yicui Tower was everywhere.

In Kunning Palace, Zhu Qiyu's face was full of playful smile after hearing the news.

"Queen, you are pregnant and have no time to take care of Sucheng's marriage. This kid can't stay idle. He took his personal soldiers to visit the brothel and listen to the music. Now it's already full of storms."

Queen Wang was already showing her worries, and she was a little surprised to hear this:

"Your Majesty has already given the marriage, why has Duke Zhongguo not finished his marriage?"

The Nian'er who was waiting next to him replied:

"It's not that Duke Zhongguo has no elders and no one presided over him. His Majesty and the Empress do not suppress Duke Zhongguo. Who dares to force him to marry a wife by Duke Zhongguo's head? Marquis Jing'an doesn't have the courage."

Queen Wang nodded with a smile. This is the truth, but there is nothing we can do. Who made Sucheng's family have no elders? She is pregnant and His Majesty is troublesome and it is difficult to pay attention to Sucheng.

"This year, Su Cheng has to get married. He has gone to the brothel. This is to express his dissatisfaction with His Majesty and me with practical actions."

Zhu Qiyu said with a smile:

"That's the reason. Xing'an, go and tell Shu Liang to enter the palace and tell him the queen's imperial edict, let him think of a way to force Duke Zhong to marry a wife before the New Year."

Xing'an looked confused:

"This is probably not a big deal. Emperor, you need to ask about your reputation when getting married, and you will follow a series of steps to collect lottery. Not to mention the New Year Festival, it is not enough even after the Lantern Festival."

Zhu Qiyu glared:

"I'm not very useful in speaking, right? Dogs dare not listen to me, go find Shu Liang..."

"Prince, Shu Liang asks for a meeting."

The palace maid came in and reported it.

Zhu Qiyu smiled:

"This dog is really chanting. Before he could mention his name, he came into the palace and asked him to come in, and just arranged the matter for him."

Shu Liang came in and knelt down quickly.
Chapter completed!