Datang: Empress mother-in-law sent Li Er to test me

At this time, in the Wanhua Building.

After Zhang Dun walked in with his hands behind his back, he looked at everything inside curiously.

There is a faint fragrance inside, which is the smell of burning incense.

It is different from the imagined brothel layout.

Wanhua Building is more like a garden.

When you walk to the central hall, you can see the green front of the Xianglian curtain, the clear pool and hills, and the flowers and trees are hidden among the Zhulan, Quying and Ying.

The decoration is not bad, pleasing to the eye, Zhang Dun nodded slightly, and continued to look around.

At this moment, a young woman wearing a green skirt, blinking bright eyes, came slowly, bowed to him, and said crisply: "This is the first time for Mr. Lang to come to Wanhualou. ?”

Zhang Dun looked at her. The young woman in front of her was quite pretty, and said with a smile, "Yes, it's the first time I'm here, and I'm not very familiar with this place."

"It's the so-called familiarity once." The woman in Cuiyi covered her lips and snickered a few times: "Mr. Lang comes here a few times, so he will naturally become familiar with Wanhualou."

Zhang Dun thought for a while, and said, "Who is the top card in your Wanhualou?"

The green-clothed woman blinked her eyes and said, "Mr. Lang, it's the first time I've seen someone as straightforward as you."

The implication is that you are a bumpkin?Zhang Dun laughed dumbfounded, but he didn't think there was anything wrong.

After all, I didn't come here to prostitute.

I'm here to find someone to do something!

At this time, before Zhang Dun could continue to ask, the woman in emerald green covered her lips with a smile and said:

"Lang Jun, be quick to speak, since you are here to find me, the top card of Wanhualou, please come with me, and I will recommend you."

"However, whether she is willing to see you or not, I can't say for sure."

Chapter 329 The "Acquaintance" I Met in Wanhualou

"I'm sorry." Zhang Dun cupped his hands slightly.

The woman in Cui Yi pursed her lips and gave a light laugh, leading him forward, she asked, "Your surname?"

"My surname is Zhang." Zhang Dun mused.

Whether it is ancient or modern, people with the surname Zhang only need to use the word "I" instead of "free" when others ask about their surname.

Not because of anything else, but because the Jade Emperor's surname is Zhang.

Zhang Dun followed the green-clothed woman through Qingchi Hill to a long corridor.

In the long corridor, more than a dozen young children from rich families have come.

Everyone is wearing brocade silk and satin clothes, with a piece of jade on their waist, and all of them are from famous families.

What made Zhang Dun curious was that there were a dozen children from rich families who were sitting and standing, each holding a book in their hands.

They are all books about poetry.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the rich men in the corridor just looked up at Zhang Dun, and then continued to look down at their books.

"Master Zhang, please wait here for a moment."

At this moment, the woman in Cuiyi leaned back, looked at him with a smile and said: "Lady Yang will ask a question later, if she answers correctly, you will be able to see her."

"but……"

As she spoke, the woman in Cui Yi paused, and continued: "It's not that easy to see Miss Yang."

Zhang Dun asked curiously, "Why?"

"Because..." the green-clothed woman raised her head and said, "So far, no one has been able to correctly answer the questions of Miss Yang from Wanhualou."

Zhang Dun said in astonishment: "Doesn't that mean that so far, no one has ever shared a room with Miss Yang?"

"That's natural."

The woman in Cuiyi snorted softly and said, "You didn't even answer the questions correctly, and you still want to see Mrs. Yang? It's a joke."

Zhang Dun became even more curious, "How old is the young lady Yang you mentioned?"

This time, the green-clothed woman was stunned.

She looked Zhang Dun up and down, and asked, "Master Zhang, you don't even know who Miss Yang is? Why don't you come to Wanhualou to look for her?"

Zhang paused his forehead, rubbed his nose and said with a dry smile, "Can't you?"

The woman in Cuiyi shook her head, dumbfounded, and said, "It's not a question of whether you can do it or not... In short, I feel that your visit is for nothing."

"Our little lady Yang, it has been half a year since the question was written, but in the past six months, no one has ever answered it correctly."

"Did you see those boys?"

The green-clothed woman pointed to the dozen or so wealthy children who were reading books under the corridor, and said, "They have been here every day for the past six months."

Zhang Dun hissed, "With this kind of heart, wouldn't it be good for them to use it on the right path?"

The green-clothed woman gave him a blank look, as if you were putting your mind on the right way.

"There's still half an hour left."

The green-clothed woman smiled slightly, bowed her body and said, "Young Master Zhang, wait here for a while, the servants will go first."

Zhang Dun nodded slightly, watched her leave, and then walked along the corridor.

After walking to the end.

A quiet hut with a wooden sign appeared in the field of vision.

Zhang Dun looked at the wooden sign, and there were four words written on the wooden sign:

"Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river continent."

Zhang Dun put his hands behind his back and looked at the eight characters with interest.

The last two sentences are "My Fair Lady, Gentlemen Love You", but they are not written, but everyone knows it.

This "Miss Yang", the top brand in Wanhualou, is she trying to let people who see this wooden sign stop here?

After all, being a fair and fair lady, a gentleman is so good.

Gentleman, you wouldn't do such a thing of forcibly breaking into the house.

Interesting, Zhang Dun stroked his chin and carefully looked at the words on the wooden sign again.

The characters above are in Feibai typeface.

The word "Wanhualou" also came from "Little Lady Yang"?

It seems that this trip was not in vain.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Dun's mouth, he turned around and planned to walk down the corridor and wait.

The moment he turned around.

Zhang Dun's smile froze on his face.

A familiar figure stood in front of him.

"Quhe?"

Zhang Dun was taken aback, "Why are you here?!"

Hu Quhe pursed his lips and said, "Wanhualou is for business, if Mr. can come, can't my slave come?"

Zhang Dun couldn't help but point to the white robe on her body, "What kind of clothes are you wearing? A woman disguised as a man?"

Hu Quhe said in a low tone: "If I don't dress up like this, I won't be able to come in."

Zhang Dun looked at her. At this moment, Hu Quhe was wearing a white dress, with long hair tied up, and a jade pendant hanging around his waist, looking like a "Pianpian son".

Looking at himself again, Zhang Dun sighed. As a master, he is not as good as his own disciple.

Zhang Dun asked, "You came here looking for me?"

"No." Hu Quhe shook his head and said, "My family is here to find Miss Yang."

"A prostitute?" Zhang Dun asked in astonishment.

Hu Quhe blushed pretty, and spat: "Sir, how can you utter foul language? Besides, is it because of this that you came to Wanhualou? Then, do you also want to... think about it?" Want this?"

Zhang Dun waved his hand and said, "I'm here for business."

Hu Quhe bit her lip and said, "Which man came to Wanhualou, not for 'business'?"

She bit the word "business" very hard.

Zhang Dun put his arms around his shoulders and tilted his head to look at her. Obviously, his female disciple misunderstood him, thinking that he came to Wanhualou to do that kind of thing.

He shook his head and said, "I can't do that kind of thing."

"You have come to Wanhualou, and you still say you can't do it?"

Hu Quhe snorted lightly, then the expression on her pretty face became serious, and she said in a crisp voice:

"Sir, don't forget that you are about to have a family. Now that you have lost your way, it is still too late! If my wife finds out, she will definitely be sad. How can you bear to make her cry?"

Zhang Dun looked at her dumbfounded. From Hu Quhe's face, he could see that his position in her heart was plummeting.

"You'll find out later."

Zhang Dun explained patiently: "Your husband is not that kind of person!"

Just as he was talking, suddenly the door of the wooden house creaked open.

Immediately, a young woman dressed as a maid came out slowly, holding a stack of papers in her hand, smiled at the dozen or so young gentlemen under the corridor, and said:

"Keep you guys waiting for a long time."

"This is a question that Young Lady Yang asked for you. It is still the old rule. Anyone who can answer correctly will be able to enter the house."

As she spoke, she distributed the stack of papers in her hand to the dozen or so wealthy children in the corridor one by one.

After taking the paper, Zhang Dun looked down and raised his eyebrows.

On the paper, there are a few lines written.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, and the full moon is approaching. I am coming from a faraway place, and I feel very homesick."

What kind of question is this called? !

Hu Quhe also held the paper and looked at it for a while, then raised his head and glanced at Zhang Dun. Seeing his surprised expression, he pursed his lips and asked, "Sir, you often come to Wanhualou, what do you mean by this question?" ?”

"Who comes here often? This is my first time too!"

Zhang Dun glared at her and said nothing.

Chapter 330

Zhang Dun said angrily: "Did you see my expression? You don't understand and neither do I?"

Hu Quhe groaned, and slowly said: "This little lady Yang's matter, my family has heard of it."

"She is Wanhualou's number one purser. She was supposed to be listed half a year ago, and Wanhualou also wanted to take advantage of her grooming opportunity to make a fortune."

"I heard that she is very beautiful. People who want to groom her can line up from the Zhuque gate in Chang'an City to the Mingde gate."

"However, the young lady Yang said that combing the cage is fine, but only if she answers her questions correctly."

Hu Quhe said slowly: "As a result, it took half a year to answer the question, and no one has answered her question correctly so far."

Zhang Dun frowned and glanced at the content on the paper again, and said, "What kind of question is this?"

Hu Quhe patiently explained: "The meaning of the above is to ask the person who came to write a poem about the Mid-Autumn Festival. If the poem is finished and the lady Yang is satisfied, it will be regarded as a correct answer."

Zhang Dun pondered: "That is to say, whether the answer to the question is correct or not depends on that young lady Yang. There is no standard answer?"

"That's the truth." Hu Quhe nodded lightly.

Zhang Dun turned his head and glanced at the direction of the wooden house, and said in admiration, "Didn't she treat everyone like monkeys? No one answered correctly in half a year, so everyone didn't think that Miss Yang did it on purpose?"

Hu Quhe shook his head and said: "Of course not. Every time Miss Yang asks a question, she will give an answer. These young masters all think their answers are not as good as Miss Yang's, and they are all convinced."

Zhang Dun was surprised, "That woman is quite powerful."

Hu Quhe stared at him and said, "Sir, do you want to answer the question?"