Datang broom star

The guy was very gentle, which made Jia Ping'an think of girls with long legs.

Why is it so cold?

"Do you have drinks from the Su family?" He thought of the drinks that Su Neng sold in a strange way.

The guy looked at him in surprise, "Yes."

"Here's the food..."

Jia Pingan pointed at Li Jingye.

"Meat!" Li Jingye said concisely.

One of the reasons for poor culture and rich martial arts is that martial arts practitioners eat a lot, and it is best to eat more meat.

The man asked again: "Is there a lady you know?"

Jia Pingan shook his head, "You can do whatever you want."

The man then went to the back, and the bustard asked, "But the rich man?"

The guy nodded, "You only need meat to order, and the woman said it's whatever you want."

This is the mallet.

The old bustard said, "Look who's here."

After a while, the clerk came and said, "I went out privately tonight, there are only two left."

Fuck!

The old bustard frowned, and the man said, "Why don't you go?"

His skin is fair and tender, if he changed into women's clothes, he would not be too bad.

The old bustard scolded: "You were found out by that customer last time, and you didn't give me any money in the end, get out!"

In the end three women went, and one of them turned out to be a bustard.

Li Jingye took a look, "I don't like this one, don't!"

Bao Dong's eyes turned, "You come."

Lei Hong also ordered one casually, but the old bustard in her 30s took the initiative to sit beside Jia Pingan.

"Lang Jun is handsome, but is this the first time you have come to such a place?"

It's rather strange that the old bustard also came to earn extra money.

But seeing his red lips and white teeth, the old bustard actually leaned over and said softly, "I won't accept money from you tonight. You can...do whatever you want."

The old bustard was shy for a while, Jia Pingan asked curiously: "Why?"

Shouldn't the bustard be open to money?

The old bustard looked at him sideways, and his face turned red, "Mr. Lang is handsome, but this slave is moved. Besides, this slave is not well-known, and his business is getting worse and worse. It probably won't last long. Since there is no business, That would be done spontaneously.”

Is it wrong to be handsome?

Jia Ping squinted at the Korean man on the left.

The old bustard smiled coquettishly and brought him drinks, followed by meat.

Bao Dong and others nearby were stunned.

"Your bustard... likes to come out to accompany guests?"

The prostitute who accompanied him didn't speak, but Bao Dong looked sideways and was stunned.

"She never accompanied the guests. Did she encounter a ghost tonight?"

Bao Dong smiled and said, "No, I met a good person."

At this time, a female prostitute was singing, and the bustard poured wine for Jia Pingan, and said lightly: "The brothel opened in the past few years... It was okay at first, but then the Five Fragrance House robbed a lot of business. Because there are a few famous poems specially written for her, not only her own reputation has risen, but the business of Wuxianglou has also improved a lot."

Is that so?

Jia Pingan smiled. The Wuxiang Building is diagonally opposite, and from here through the gate, you can see the lights.

At this time Yang Wanbei stood up, "I have a poem."

Bao Dong whispered in Jia Ping'an's ear: "Korea is temporarily bowing its head to Datang, but it will not admit defeat. Their people said along the way that if Datang sends troops to attack again, it will repeat the same situation as the previous Sui Dynasty. mistakes."

"They also said that those Jingguan were redeemed by the late emperor. If possible, they will build a bigger Jingguan next time."

Bao Dong's eyes were full of murderous intent.

Yang Guang's three campaigns against Goryeo failed, and the Goryeo people built the remains of Sui soldiers into Jingguan.

Yang Wanbei began to recite poems.

This poem is similar to frontier poems. When Yang Wanbei recited it, he even mentioned Jingguan.

"While the Koreans want to recuperate, they are also worried about the Tang Dynasty's revolt. So Yang Wanbei is showing his prestige that Korea will not submit."

After Yang Wanbei finished reciting, because the country was not mentioned in the poem, many people praised it.

The old bustard said with a smile: "It's a pity that there are fewer poets, otherwise the business will be better."

"Bring a pen and paper."

Jia Pingan said casually.

The old bustard was stunned for a moment, and Bao Dong scolded: "Why don't you go soon? You won't be able to ask for it if it's too late."

The old bustard personally went to fetch the four treasures of the study, and Yang Wanbei over there smiled and said, "Is there someone who wants to compare with me?"

Jia Pingan over there wrote very calmly and quickly, and Yang Wanbei said disdainfully: "The boy just wants to get ahead, drink."

But the bustard serving Jia Ping'an was trembling, "Mr...."

After Jia Pingan finished writing, he threw away the pen, "Singing!"

The old bustard took the piece of paper as if she had found a treasure, stood up and said, "Your Majesty is a great talent, Your Majesty...this poem..."

When literati write poems in brothels, where they are written, they will be first published, and this is an honor.If it is said that it is exclusively given to this brothel, then no one can sing.

Jia Pingan said lightly: "Here you are."