Pingkang Square was diagonally opposite the six ministries of the Chang 'an imperial court and many government offices. With the geographical advantage, it was convenient for the officials to enter and exit, visit prostitutes, and feast. In the Tang Dynasty, officials were not allowed to visit prostitutes, and it was a fashion. Officials were the main force of visiting brothels. No wonder Pingkang Square became the center of Chang 'an City's brothel.
The Central Plains women who could serve wine in Pingkang Square were not only beautiful and elegant, but also had a beautiful mind. They were good at zither, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and songs. The women from the Western Region were not good at literature, but they were good at singing and dancing. They only knew how to do sex, so there was no place for them here.
However, at this moment, the Chang 'an officials, gentry, and old people of aristocratic families were gathered together, but there was no beautiful girl Heng' e reciting poems, nor was there a Western Region concubine dancing. The one who was pacing slowly in front of the crowd was a short, skinny man in his 50s. He was the King of Hanoi, Wu Yizong.
Wu Yizong knew that Yang Fan and his group would arrive in Chang 'an today, so he invited all the influential people in Chang' an in advance. Since the King of Hanoi had sent an invitation, no one would reject it. Therefore, the prefectural magistrate of Chang 'an, Liu Xiantian, all the senior officials of the capital, the royal family, and the local gentry, and old people of aristocratic families were all present.
"The Sage may come back to Chang 'an for a while next year, so I will go first. The palace needs to be repaired, the roads need to be leveled and widened, the rivers need to be dredged, and there can't be any problems with the transportation. I will be accompanied by all the civil and military officials and tens of thousands of elite soldiers. I can't afford to have a lack of food supply!"
Wu Yizong purposely wanted to embarrass Yang Fan and the officials from the Ministry of Justice and the Censorate, delaying these people from welcoming him. But this kind of discord, it was good enough that everyone was aware of it. Naturally, he could not say it out loud, so he found an excuse for himself. Thus, the banquet turned into a lecture.
"The Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Works have both sent people over to assist me in reorganizing the old capital. The local officials of Chang 'an, the generals of the garrison, the members of the royal family, the gentry, and the elders of the rich and powerful families, please cooperate with me. If anyone is incompetent or tries to drag me down during this process, I will tell you the ugly truth. Don't blame me for being ruthless then … "
"Hahaha, a hall full of beauties, it's dazzling. Nanny Hu, your Silk Flower Shop really lives up to its reputation. I think it can be considered the number one shop in Ping Kang Lane. Come, come, come, quickly invite the ladies to dance a 'Hu Xuan' for us. 'Hu Xuan' has to be performed by Hu Ji to be considered authentic!"
Just as Wu Yizong finished speaking, a burst of laughter came from the other side. Turning his head, Wu Yizong couldn't help but widen his eyes.
Separated by a low wall was the adjacent Silk Flower Shop. It was also on the second floor and was also the largest room. The windows were wide open, and the people inside looked to be sitting on the side, not facing this side. The window was also drawn with an almost transparent curtain. Several people were sitting inside, and their faces could be seen clearly at a glance. The person in the middle was surprisingly Yang Fan.
Yang Fan had Xu Liang, Maqiao, and the others lead the three armies to the Xuanwu Gate in Chang 'an Imperial Palace. In the past, there had been barracks for the imperial army outside the Xuanwu Gate. Now, it naturally belonged to them. However, ever since the Emperor moved the capital to Luoyang, the barracks had been unoccupied for a long time and had fallen into disrepair. The Ministry of Works had to send people to repair it, so they could only make do with it.
Under Hu Yuanli and Chen Dong's arrangements, the officials from the Censorate and the Ministry of Justice also stayed in the Chang 'an government office that belonged to that office. On the other hand, Yang Fan dragged Chen Dong, Sun Yuxuan, Hu Yuanli, Shi Yu, Wen Ao, and the others to Pingkang Square. Perhaps it was a coincidence, but the place they had chosen was adjacent to the place where Wu Yizong was holding his banquet.
Although they were separated by a wall and belonged to two different brothels, the sounds of music could be heard and the movements of the dancers could be seen. It was as if they were fighting in a ring.
Wu Yizong had never imagined that when Yang Fan and the others arrived in Chang 'an with their tails between their legs, not a single official from Chang' an would come out to welcome them. Instead of feeling indignant, they were actually enjoying themselves here, and coincidentally appeared next to him. Dugu Yu, who was seated, quickly swept his gaze over the guests present. Seeing that everyone had a strange expression on their faces, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
In the Shih Flower Shop, when the madam saw that this customer was so generous, she happily agreed to make arrangements. Very soon, the servants filed in in a line. Eight delicacies of water and land were laid out, and the table was filled with sumptuous dishes. Immediately after, eight blonde, blue-eyed, snow-white, high-nosed, high-nosed women spread out and prepared to dance.
These Hu girls were all dressed in light tunics, wearing colorful beaded hats, and had grape-patterned long belts draped over their shoulders, revealing their enchanting, slender waists. For a moment, the entire hall was filled with an enchanting and exotic charm. They first greeted Yang Fan and the others in the Hu language. Their voices were like that of an oriole and it was unknown what they were saying, but their voices were extremely euphemistic and pleasant to the ears.
Following that, the musicians who had already taken their seats in the two rooms began to play, and the eight Hu girls danced to the cheerful and powerful music. They raised their eyebrows and moved their eyes on the flowered carpet, their beaded hats slanted in red sweat. They leaned to the east and fell to the west in drunkenness, their boots frail before the lamp. Their circling and hurrying steps were all in response, their hands on their hips like the moon …
Hu Xuan's music was lively and vigorous. It was originally more suitable for men to dance, but when the women danced, there was a kind of valiant and heroic bearing amidst their vigor. Coupled with their enchanting charm, the pointed hats and pointed chins gave them an even more enchanting flavor that could directly hook people's hearts.
From beginning to end, Yang Fan did not even glance over the wall, as if he did not know that Wu Yizong was just a wall away from the opposite brothel. Even Hu Yuanli, Chen Dong, and the others only cared about stroking their beards and watching the dance, chatting cheerfully and wittily. None of them looked over.
Since the team had already stood, there was no need to think about turning back. To be able to reach their current positions, they were also people who had toiled in officialdom for half their lives. How could they not understand this principle? At this moment, they were in a dilemma and had no way out. Instead, they had even lost their strength of character and integrity.
Moreover, deliberately delaying the Chang 'an officials and preventing them from welcoming the thousand cavalrymen, the censorate, and the Ministry of Justice, although it was a disgrace to them, as a dignified prince, such a move was too narrow-minded. How could these people not be angry in their hearts?
Wu Yizong stared blankly for a long time before fiercely turning back. His footsteps became heavier, and his tone also contained a kind of uncontrollable anger. "I will be in charge of the Chang 'an palace, streets, roads, and transportation together with Assistant Minister Qiu of the Ministry of Revenue and Assistant Minister Hou of the Ministry of Works. Everyone …"
"Hahaha, good! Good dancing, good singing, good speaking! Beauty, you have worked hard. I will reward you with a cup! "
A burst of loud laughter interrupted Wu Yizong's words. Wu Yizong coldly turned back and saw Yang Fan raising his cup, waving and laughing at a Hu girl.
This Hu Ji was dancing, but when did she ever sing and when did she ever say it? If the two seats were completely unrelated, it would be fine for Yang Fan to say so. Now that the two hosts were clearly showing signs of conflict, Yang Fan's words seemed to be mocking Wu Yizong. Wasn't Wu Yizong trying his best to step forward, wave his arms, and reprimand loudly?
Wu Yizong's face turned green and red, but he could only listen to what Yang Fan said. Yang Fan did not give him a chance to talk. If he angrily went forward to talk, what crime would he be charged with? Moreover, after the last encounter in the Tenderness Workshop, Wu Yizong knew that Yang Fan would not care about his life when he was angry, so he was indeed not afraid of him.
At that time, not only would he not be able to do anything to Yang Fan, but it would also play into his heart. "Since you are all here, and since you have met, shouldn't you welcome me?" At that time, he, the dignified King of Hanoi, would also become a guest to welcome him, and raise Yang Fan's status for no reason.
After the Hu Xuan ended, the music changed to soft silk music. Two beautiful Hu girls sang and danced in front of the hall. The two girls were bright and enchanting, and their faces were full of smiles. They danced calmly, and their steps were light, like willow branches swaying in the wind. The other six beautiful Hu girls changed their clothes and scattered to the seats. They sat in front of Yang Fan, Chen Dong, and the others respectively, holding a giant cup and gently urging them to drink.
Yang Fan, Sun Yuxuan, and Shi Yu were still fine, their behavior was a bit more reserved, but Chen Dong and Hu Yuanli, the two old perverts, who had just encountered such 'delicacies of the land and sea', how could they still control themselves? They had already let the beauty Hu Ji sit on their knees, not afraid of crushing their old arms and legs.
Their hands even reached into the girl's full, snow-white chest. They drank the wine, but they had to drink it with the beauty's' leather cup '. They ate the food, but they had to ask the beauty to feed them with chopsticks. That kind of sensual energy formed a strong contrast with the people on the other side of the wall, who had not even touched their food or wine, who only cared about listening to Wu Yizong's boastful lecture, which formed a strong contrast.
Even Wen Ao, the Imperial Judge, was a little restrained in the beginning, but when he saw the ugly behavior of the others, he threw caution to the wind. He was just a small Imperial Judge, how could the King of Hanoi know him? If he did not stand on the side now, he would be the first to die. Thinking of this, the Imperial Judge made up his mind and decided to get drunk today.
The beauty who had just finished her dance, with a pink neck and sweaty cheeks, smiled sweetly and put a mouthful of the wine into his mouth. The Imperial Judge immediately hugged the plump girl's soft waist, and his other hand reached into her breasts, grabbed the soft and big ball, and as the Hu girl moaned, he sucked on the tip of her tongue …
Such an evil appearance made Wu Yizong so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to the heavens. If he continued, and Yang Fan was enjoying the song and dance, with his mocking words, it would make him look like a dancer who was singing and dancing in front of the guests. If he sat down and called the Hu girls to sing and dance, it would feel like he was imitating the other party, and he would be at a disadvantage. Wu Yizong was in a dilemma.
…
After all the forces in Ba heard the news that the leader of the Flood Dragon Triad, Wen Changxing, had died, all the influential people from different gangs and factions came to pay their condolences. Even the gangs that were not on good terms with the Flood Dragon Triad came. No matter how bad the relationship was, it was not to the point where they would kill each other. Death was a big deal, and they should come to pay their condolences.
Of course, the gangs that were more powerful than the Flood Dragon Triad, and the gangs that were not on good terms with the Flood Dragon Triad, could send someone to represent them. Everyone knew that it was not because of the dead leader, but because they wanted to find out how he died. Seeing was believing.
"The leader of the Sky Eagle Triad is here!"
There was a sudden commotion among the mourners, and they spontaneously made way for him. A middle-aged man in a black robe with a long beard, thick eyebrows, and wide mouth walked over slowly with a group of people. The people behind him were all important figures in the Sky Eagle Triad, including Xu Lin, the helmsman of the Caokou.
In addition, there was a young woman who looked to be about 17 or 18 years old. She was slender and wore a jade gown and a jade skirt. When she walked, a white silk skirt that covered her legs could be vaguely seen. Her snow-white silk sleeves were narrow and tight, and her hands were wrapped in copper wristbands. She was dressed like a martial artist.
The girl in martial arts clothes had a slim waist, a round chest, and long legs. Although she was only five or six out of ten, her figure could be rated eight out of ten. However, she had thin lips and high cheekbones, which made her look a little mean. Her almond-shaped eyes were also slightly slanted out of habit, which made her look domineering. This person was Wei Xiaoxiao, the daughter of the leader of the Sky Eagle Triad, Wei Yongtang.
"Father-in-law, Xiaoxiao, you're here!"
When Wen Bin saw them, he was overjoyed to welcome them as if he had seen a family member. Wei Yongtang nodded and patted Wen Bin's shoulder lightly. He glanced at Li Hei and Yan Shiwei, who were wearing mourning belts, and said in a deep voice, "Have you found out the cause of Leader Wen's death?"
From his tone, it seemed that he could take over the Flood Dragon Triad as soon as Wen Changxing died. Li Hei was secretly displeased, but he replied indifferently, "There are no wounds on him, and there's no poison in his body. We can't find any cause of death!"
Wei Xiaoxiao interrupted, "What cause of death? We just made enemies with the Shun Triad yesterday, and something happened to Uncle Wen today. It's obviously the doing of the Shun Triad."
Wei Xiaoxiao smiled coldly and raised her eyebrows even higher. "You should go and destroy the Shun Triad now, pick out that bitch's tendons and sell her to a brothel. Tie the three brothers of the Qiao family to stones and throw them into the river. More than two thousand brothers of the Flood Dragon Triad are just watching. Aren't you afraid that the heroes of the world will laugh at you? "
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