Spellcasting Heavens

Silk Street, a place where all people in King's Landing can have their own desires, can find their own happiness here, regardless of their sexual orientation.

Because from the moment you set foot on this street, you will immediately be attracted by the white thighs, the **** back, and the almost transparent gauze clothes in front of you.

Some of them didn't even mind being watched by passers-by, and put on a passionate show right next to the window on the second floor. The high-pitched screams and moans could be heard clearly from dozens of meters away.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Zhang Cheng wouldn't have believed that a world with a medieval background would have such an open concept of sex. He only had to pay a prostitution tax every time, and he could enjoy the rest of the body unscrupulously without worrying about it. legal sanctions.

What surprised him even more was the avant-garde design of "sexy clothes", which not only properly reflected the hazy temptation, but also perfectly explained the theory that covering some key parts is far more interesting than being naked.

Of course, these are only scenes that high-end brothels can see, and those low-end brothels can only see poor girls in patched hemp robes.

In order to attract guests, they did not hesitate to pull the neckline very low to reveal their still full breasts. Most of the guests were mercenaries, small merchants, poor knights, guards, etc. who had no money.

Billy glanced over the most beautiful women with lustful eyes, and walked towards the largest and most decorated brothel in the entire street.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, a beautiful blonde woman in a pink gauze skirt greeted him and greeted him with a smile: "Good afternoon, two adults, what do you need? Young and beautiful girl, or A handsome and handsome boy?"

"Hey, although I really want to answer that I want a beautiful woman like you, but unfortunately, the protagonist today is not me, but the gentleman next to me." The fat man deliberately moved forward and took one of the salty pig hands. Put it on the other party's stubborn buttocks, and whispered into the ear: "We want to exchange a large amount of gold..."

"Oh? How much is a large sum?" The woman didn't pay any attention to whether she was being taken advantage of, instead she turned her attention to "business".

"At least 1,500 golden dragons! The exact amount will only be known after the adult has estimated it."

Seeing that the other party didn't resist, Fatty Fatty became more courageous, and his right hand even began to slide down the ravine, blatantly infringing on the most sensitive parts of the lower body.

"One thousand five hundred golden dragons?" The woman subconsciously cast her eyes on Zhang Cheng, who said nothing, with an unconcealed surprise on her face, followed by quietly avoiding Billy's further exploration, and took two steps back and said. : "Come with me, my lord is just upstairs."

Looking at her slender, sinister figure, the fat man licked his lips regretfully: "Damn it! It's almost! When I make a lot of money, I must wrap her up and have fun for the first half a month."

"The prices here are very expensive?" Zhang Cheng asked with interest, rubbing his chin.

"It's more than expensive! It's ridiculously expensive! You know what? I bought a 15-year-old young girl in the old town to play only one golden dragon on the first night, but if you order a girl here, it will cost you more than two golden dragons. I've worked so hard for a few months to have a night of fun," Bill complained in a low voice.

Just as the two were talking, the blond prostitute quickly walked through the stairs and corridors, led them to a very quiet room, and bowed to the man sitting on the chair: "Lord Baelish, these two people Said that there is a business of more than fifteen hundred gold dragons to discuss with you."

"Okay, I see." The man nodded lightly.

He looks very short, with a small pointed beard. He is obviously not young. He has a lot of white hair on his temples. Although he has always had a polite smile on the corners of his mouth, his gray-green eyes are like a hunter. Eagle-sharp light.

Although it was only the first time they met, Zhang Cheng instantly recognized the biggest conspirator and careerist in the entire A Song of Ice and Fire story, and was also one of the best players in Game of Thrones. Tyre Baelish.

After all, his features are so obvious, and with this brothel, it's not too difficult to guess.

The blond prostitute didn't mean to talk nonsense. After bowing her knees again, she immediately turned around and left the room and followed the door.

When the sound of her footsteps faded away, Baelish made a gesture of invitation: "Don't stand stupidly, please sit down, do you need some wine?"

"No, thank you, I hope to keep a clear head when talking about business." Zhang Cheng took the initiative to talk before Fatty.

Perhaps many people still mistakenly believe that "Little Finger" is still a small character who is harmless to humans and animals and poses no threat to anyone, but he is very clear that this conspiracy master has personally planned his predecessor. The death of the Prime Minister began to provoke the hatred of the two huge forces of "Lion" and "Wolf".

When dealing with a guy like this, if you don't have the spirit of 120,000 points, you won't know how to die if you are sold.

"Ah, well said, very few people realize the evils of drinking too much. You seem to be a smart person with restraint. But I'm a little curious. You don't seem like a resident of the Seven Kingdoms, do you? From the free trade city-state on the other side of the sea?"

In just three or two sentences, Baelish began to test Zhang Cheng's details.

"It doesn't matter where I come from, what matters is how much benefit I can bring, doesn't it?" Zhang Cheng opened the travel bag and placed pieces of yellow and orange gold ingots on the table.

Baelish's eyes lit up slightly, and he immediately agreed with a smile: "That's right! With this gold, I promise that even those aristocratic lords aloof will not shut you out."

"Then what's the price you offered?" Zhang Cheng obviously didn't intend to continue playing this little game of testing each other, and chose to go straight to the topic.

To be precise, before the "Green Hat King" Robert and Duke Eddard died, he was not going to have too much contact with this conspiracy master, so as not to be caught.

"Hehe, an impatient guest. It doesn't matter, I like your directness. I counted it just now, there are thirty gold bricks on the table, and according to the weight and volume of each one, I will give you 1,800 gold bricks. The price of the golden dragon, I don't know what you think?" Baelish crossed his hands and offered what seemed to be quite generous terms.

As the finance minister of the royal family, he knows very well how many golden dragons he can cast after all the gold nuggets in front of him are melted, and how much benefit he can get from it...