The sick and charming prince is also acting affectionately today

Chapter 6 How about a thousand taels of silver? It must be nice

In the end, Qin Hao still couldn't reach the island in the middle of the lake. Jin Yan's painting boat was swaying slowly, and it was about to arrive. A small boat was escorted out from the island in the middle of the lake. Seeing the sign on the boat, all boats, big and small, gave way .

"what happened?"

"Why are you all backing away?"

"Looks like a royal ship."

"Hurry up, hurry up, get out of the way, the third prince is assassinated, don't get in the way, if something happens, you will lose your head."

The originally crowded river channel gave way to a large road in an instant, leading directly to the river bank.

They can't afford to delay the prince's injury if they are charged with murdering the prince.

After the prince's boat passed quickly, everyone began to discuss how the third prince was assassinated. If the third prince was assassinated, the poetry meeting might not be held.

Qin Hua recalled in her mind when she last saw the third prince, and it took a long time to dig it out from the depths of her memory. It seemed to be three months ago, and she met it when she greeted the queen on the first day of every month.

Not a few words, no friendship, no relationship at all.

However, the assassination of the prince is a major event, and God City should be quite lively in the future.

The place at the Huxin Pavilion will be closed today for investigation. The poetry club is gone, and everyone can only go back home.

Jin Yan didn't really like poetry gatherings at first, he just wanted to join in the fun, and now it's gone.

"Wanhualou has a new top card, do you want to take a look?"

Finally realizing that Qin Wei is a woman, she added: "Male."

Qin Hua: QAQ?!
Are you serious?
"go with!"

Wanhualou is the largest flowerhouse in Shendu. Although it is a place of fireworks, Wanhualou is not accessible to anyone.

Only aristocrats of a certain class were entertained there, and the entrance fee alone was not expensive.

Of course, the prostitutes inside are not ordinary people. Apart from their good looks, they also have to be outstanding in their literary talent.

Literature, fairy music, beauties, and fine wine are like a paradise for literati and poets.

And those prostitutes are not high-spirited entertainers, they have set up checkpoints, as long as someone can break through the problems they left behind, they can even have a free spring breeze.

Not only has he proved his ability, but he has also been favored by beauties, which greatly satisfies the man's vanity.

Literati and poets all want to be the guest of Wanhualou prostitutes as the capital to show off, and flock to them.

The reason why it is called a prostitute is because there are men and women there.

The romantic style of literati has created a group of chic madmen, and also made the customs more wild and uninhibited. The goodness of Longyang is no longer a shameful thing.

Qin Hao just... She just looks at beauties, and she has to gain knowledge in life, doesn't she?

The boat docked and turned the carriage to Wanhualou.

Cheng Xiang poked close to Qin Hua secretly, pinching her throat and saying, "Hua Hua, don't follow him, there are no good people there."

The main reason is that it is not good for Cheng Xiang and Huo Li to follow to Wanhualou, because they are afraid that Qin Yu will be in danger if he leaves them.

Jin Yan turned her head and gave him a sad look, Cheng Xiang stared back unwilling to show weakness.

Take the princess to find the male oiran, how many heads does your young master Jin have enough to chop off?

Apparently, Jin Yan felt that his head was strong enough, and relying on Qin Hua's wearing men's clothes, he took her to Wanhualou in a daze, and even spent a lot of money in a particularly arrogant manner, ordering the new male oiran, Mr. Mengqiu.

Wanhua Building is naturally luxurious, five stories high, with carved beams and painted buildings, exquisite everywhere.

However, because of the strong literati atmosphere, the luxury is full of literati elegance, ink and calligraphy.

The prostitutes who come and go are dressed in gorgeous dresses, charming and enchanting, with a variety of styles, but their etiquette is dignified and elegant, which is not inferior to those noble girls from aristocratic families.

All the oirans were so beautiful that they fascinated people, and the maidservants who were waiting on them were also all pretty, and there was not a single one who was ugly.

Although Qin Hua was not a man, she couldn't help but be envious.

It's really a drought to death, and a flood to death.

This god is full of beauties, and thousands of flowers are blooming, colorful.

But the brothers in Heilongcheng, who are far away at the border, can only discuss which village has another handsome little widow.

A group of people were so greedy that they could only sneak a few more glances, looking forward to going back to have a dream at night.

Wouldn't it be crazy to put them here?
Qin Hua was looking at the beauties downstairs who raised their eyes when Mr. Mengqiu came.

The two girls pushed open the door, and came lightly in bamboo green robes.

Looking at his body shape, he is as thin as bamboo, and there is a feeling of unyielding, which is fascinating.

Looking at the appearance, the facial features are delicate and handsome, with a slight frown between the brows, a little sad, a little sad.

What a heartbreaking, melancholy handsome man.

The eyes are more pleasant in an instant, isn't it?
Jin Yan covered her face with a fan, and said disgustedly: "Take your halazi, shame on you!"

Qin Hua pushed aside his fan with one hand, and still stared straight at him, the corners of his lips raised uncontrollably, his eyes were shining brightly, as if he was a prodigal disciple.

"You don't understand. Rare things are more expensive. I just admire rare things, and I don't have any wrong thoughts."

Qin Hua was telling the truth, but her expression was really not convincing.

Eyeballs are about to fall out.

"Mengqiu has met the two young masters." Mr. Mengqiu bowed slightly to salute, with the white hairband hanging down from his head, gentle and fragile.

Jin Yan pointed directly: "Play the piano."

Ruthless as a wooden man.

Who would have believed that it was such a piece of wood that spent a lot of money, only to get Mr. Mengqiu to play the piano.

Since he can stand up for himself with music, Mr. Mengqiu's piano skills must be good.

A piano sounded, and a string of beautiful notes poured out from the fingertips, really like fairy music, making people forget the glitz around them.

Qin Hua was fascinated by it. She played the piano like she could, but this did not prevent her from enjoying the beautiful music.

As for the thousand taels of silver, it must sound good.

(End of this chapter)