I have a magic pot

Besides, if City Lord Qin and my father find out, I won't be able to shed my skin! "

At this time, Qin Yujiao's savage temper also came up, threatening.

"Hmph, I don't care. Anyway, you must take me there, otherwise I will go to Zhao's house now and tell Patriarch Zhao that you are going to go whoring secretly!"

"what……!"

Hearing this, Zhao Weinan's calves were so frightened that his legs twisted. He looked terrified and looked at Han Feng for help.

"Brother Han... this... what should I do?"

Before Han Feng could speak, Qin Yujiao said.

"And you, Han Feng, I'm going to Zhou's house and tell your father-in-law and your wife!"

There was a sneer at the corner of Han Feng's mouth, completely calm.

Seeing that Han Feng didn't seem to be a threat, Qin Yujiao rolled her eyes and added something casually.

"Yes, I have to go to the branch of the Han family and tell your family that you go to the brothel!"

Han Feng's eyelids twitched suddenly, and then he spoke firmly.

"You won, let's go!"

……

About an hour later, in the south of Bailong County, outside the "Sajin Pavilion", which is known as the first floor of the county, was already crowded with people.

Youngsters aged fourteen or fifteen who have not yet performed the crowning ceremony, up to sixty or seventy years old with a half-hundred-year-old beard.

Almost all the "male creatures" in the city swarmed towards the gate of the Sajin Pavilion, and the servants in the pavilion were unable to maintain order.

Among the crowd, Han Feng and Zhao Weinan stubbornly resisted the surge of the crowd and walked forward.

Between the two of them, Qin Yujiao was wearing a sapphire blue brocade dress, her long hair was tied into a snail bun, and was fixed with a jade hairpin. Apart from her slightly petite figure, she looked like a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth.

After all, Qin Yujiao is the second daughter of the city lord's mansion, it is impossible for Han Feng to directly bring her into the Sajin Pavilion, and deliberately let her disguise herself as a man.

And Qin Yujiao was trying this kind of thing for the first time, and she was so novel that she didn't refuse.

Along with the surging crowd, the three of them finally entered the attic.

"Sajin Pavilion" can be seen only from the name, which means luxury.

Stepping into the pavilion, there is a soft red carpet under your feet, which is golden in the eyes. Six giant golden lacquer pillars carved with dragons and phoenixes are lined up to support the entire facade of the pavilion.

The decoration of the pavilion can also be described as luxurious atmosphere.

Under the exquisite glazed lamps on the wall, there are also "calligraphy and painting paintings" dotted by literati. The elegant incense is lingering, and the potted green plants with unique shapes are also properly distributed among them.

The entire Sajin Pavilion gives people the impression that apart from being magnificent, it is more of a cultural atmosphere. It seems that this is not a brothel, but a palace of a certain institution of higher learning.

In this regard, Han Feng is not surprised. Some historical research he has done in his previous life includes the so-called "brothel culture".

In fact, the ancient brothels were by no means what many people imagined. There were only those cheap and nasty "flesh trades". Most brothels also paid attention to cultural heritage.

Many literati and poets like to recite poems and fight against each other in the brothel, see life in the fog, and talk about life with a smile.

In ancient times, I don't know how many romantic talents were born in brothels, and how many good stories about talents and beautiful women were spread.

At the same time, the ancients always believed that "music, singing and dancing" was not what a good girl should do, so the brothel has become the base for the development and growth of these art forms. It can be seen that although the brothel is a "place of romance", it is not necessarily a "place of obscenity".

Han Feng and his party entered the pavilion, and a middle-aged man who looked like a manager recognized Zhao Weinan at a glance.

After all, as the young master of the Zhao family, Zhao Weinan is also very well-known in Bailong County. In addition, he is a fool with a lot of money, and he is a frequent visitor to the Golden Pavilion. It is difficult not to be remembered.

The steward came forward to say a few compliments, and quickly ordered someone to guide the three of them to the box on the third floor, where there was a long-term box reserved by Zhao Weinan.

The little servant led the way for the three of them graciously. Along the way, Han Feng finally opened his eyes.

Compared with the brothel I passed by when I was shopping in Bailong County, it was full of mediocre women.

The girls in Sajin Pavilion, no matter their appearance or figure, have obviously been strictly screened, and they are all very beautiful. The charming temperament exuded from the inside out is even more irresistible.

Walking along the circular corridor, you can see some beautiful girls everywhere, accompanying those handsome young men, or potbellied merchants, and even stooped old men.

Talking and laughing happily with each other, or reciting poems against each other, it is a good scene of implicit and harmonious communication.

Of course, if there are tactful guests, there will naturally be unrestrained and forgetful guests.

Passing through the corners of several hidden corridors, you can occasionally see some informal men and women, ecstasy and lingering together.

The bold and fragrant scenes, and the blush-beating melody, even Han Feng, who thinks he has read countless films in his previous life and has extraordinary concentration, feels a little too much.

Even Han Feng is like this, not to mention the Second Miss Qin who sneaked into the building.

Qin Yujiao had never seen such a romantic scene before. Along the way, she was already so ashamed, her cheeks were hot and red, her body was trembling, she covered her eyes with her hands, and she kept swearing in a low voice.

"Bah bah...it's disgusting, it's obscene!

This kind of ghost place, you guys, why do you like it so much. "

Seeing Qin Yujiao's shy look, who couldn't even walk, Han Feng couldn't help laughing and shaking his head.

Although this girl was a bit savage, she was still an innocent girl after all, so naturally she couldn't stand these stimuli.

Reaching out to hold Qin Yujiao's arm actively, Xiao Nizi struggled a few times symbolically, and finally leaned limply against Han Feng, and went up to the third floor together.

After arriving on the third floor, the scene suddenly changed. Compared with the bustling first floor, the third floor is obviously much more elegant and quiet.

In the huge floor, there are only a dozen boxes, and each box has an elegant nickname.

There are also very few people coming and going on the third floor, most of them are expensively dressed and well-known figures in Bailong County.

And the girls upstairs, compared to the first and second floors, are even more beautiful.

Zhao Weinan's private room was located on the north side of the third floor. The three of them were about to step into the private room under the guidance of the servant, when suddenly there was a shout of shock and anger from behind.

"Han Feng, you bastard, I finally ran into you!"

Chapter 43 Enemies Meet

The sudden shout made the three of Han Feng look back at the same time.

At the end of the corridor, a group of seven or eight people were coming up from the stairs. The leading man was not tall, dark-skinned, and extremely fat, blocking most of the corridor by himself.

Beside this person was a young woman with a plump figure and good looks.

The white skin of the woman is in stark contrast to that of the man, giving a vivid sense of "Beauty and the Beast".

On the other side of the man, followed by an old man in white dressed as a Confucian scholar, with a haughty look and a noble attitude.

Behind the three were a few followers. Although there were not many of them, they all had sharp eyes and steady steps, obviously they were not ordinary servants.

Seeing that the group of people who came was not friendly and seemed to recognize him, Han Feng couldn't help but look at Zhao Weinan who was at the side.

"Who is this man?"

Zhao Weinan was taken aback when he heard the words, and then smiled wryly: "Brother Han, you don't know him anymore, this guy is the second son of the Wu family, "Wu Zhenghao", and he is also an idle playboy.

This guy has been in love with Miss Qin of the City Lord's Mansion for a long time. Since the news about what you did in the City Lord's Mansion last time, Brother Han, Wu Zhenghao said that he would punish you and vent his anger on Miss Qin. Lady's favor. "

Sure enough, Zhao Weinan's voice just fell into Han Feng's ear, and the fat black man on the opposite side was already shouting.

"Han Feng, you are so courageous, you dare to show your face in the county town!"

When Han Feng heard the words, he folded his hands in front of him and looked at the second son of the Wu family with a playful smile.

"Whether I'm in the county or not, what does it matter to you?

"Huh...?" Seeing Han Feng's flat attitude.

Wu Zhenghao frowned, stroked the big hand on the buttocks of the woman beside him, and squeezed hard, the pain made the young woman's pretty face change color, but she didn't dare to say a word.

"Hey... Good guy, when you meet me on weekdays, you look like a turtle, but today you are more courageous.

I, Wu Zhenghao, always follow my word. I said last time that I will hit you every time I see you, to vent my anger on Miss Qin. Since your bones are itchy today, I will loosen your bones. "

Come on, break his leg for me! "

Wu Zhenghao directly ordered several followers behind him to act.

These few attendants are all from the Nursing Academy of the Wu Mansion, and they have one or two stars of martial arts cultivation. Although their realm is not high, they are more than enough to deal with Han Feng, a person with no cultivation.

Seeing this, Han Feng couldn't help but look cold, and was about to make a move, but Zhao Weinan stood up suddenly and stood in front of Han Feng!

"Wu Zhenghao, be honest with me!"

Wu Zhenghao was taken aback when he heard the words, just now when his enemies met, he only had eyes on Han Feng.

Only then did he notice that Han Feng was surrounded by Zhao Weinan and a strange white-faced boy.

"Zhao Weinan, your kid is here too."

Wu Zhenghao shrank his eyes slightly, and the few followers behind him also stopped their figures.

As the young master of the Zhao family, Zhao Weinan is known to many people in Bailong County.

Normally, Zhao Weinan always looked pitiful in front of Han Feng, but now standing in front of Wu Zhenghao, he was quite imposing, holding his head up and saying.

"Why, I'm going to drink with Brother Han in the Golden Pavilion, and I still have to report to you, Second Master Wu?"

Wu Zhenghao looked at Zhao Weinan with an unfriendly expression, then looked at Han Feng behind him, and snorted coldly.

"Zhao Weinan, I don't have time to chat with you, today, even if the king of heaven comes, I can't keep Han Feng!"

Zhao Weinan was furious when he heard the words, he still stood in front of Han Feng and said angrily.

"Wu Zhenghao, if you dare to touch Brother Han, I will never let you go!"

Wu Zhenghao sneered, but directly ignored Zhao Weinan, and ordered a few followers to say.

"Don't pay attention to this guy, go to me, beat Han Feng to death, what happens, I will take care of it!"

The attendants rushed forward without any hesitation after hearing the words. They didn't dare to do anything to Zhao Weinan, but they had no scruples about beating up a down-and-out kid who was stripped of the main line of the Han family.

Seeing that the other party was really about to attack, Zhao Weinan also panicked, and secretly regretted that he didn't bring a few men to follow him today.

It is true that I am the young master of the Zhao family, but my own deterrent power is really weak compared to the younger generations of the masters, and even Wu Zhenghao does not buy his account.

Just as he was about to run away with Han Feng, a hand was placed on Zhao Weinan's shoulder.

"Brother Zhao, stand back."

Zhao Weinan turned around in astonishment, but Han Feng stretched out his hand and pulled him behind him.

"Brother Han, what are you doing?"

Han Feng sneered.

"To deal with a few mad dogs, you don't need to waste your words."

Seeing several menacing guards of the Wu Mansion rushing towards him, Han Feng rubbed his wrists, his eyes sparkling.

Now that he is already at the pinnacle of a four-star martial artist, plus he has practiced Sad Mountain Fist and Baihong Step, it is no problem to deal with a few servants.

However, seeing that the opponent was about to fight, the old man in white who had been standing beside Wu Zhenghao suddenly spoke.

"Wait a minute!"

The Nursing House of Wu Mansion stopped in their tracks immediately, and Wu Zhenghao couldn't help frowning and looked at the old man in white.

"Old Liu, what do you mean?"

The old man in white smiled faintly, stepped forward, and whispered a few words beside Wu Zhenghao.

Hearing this, Wu Zhenghao's expression couldn't help changing, and finally he glanced at Han Fengdao unwillingly.

"Assuming you're lucky today, kid, I'll let you go first."

After speaking, he greeted a few nurses and was about to turn around and leave.

Both Han Feng and Zhao Weinan were a little stunned, and they didn't know what the old man had said to Wu Zhenghao.

But seeing Wu Zhenghao was about to leave, Han Feng suddenly stopped him.

"Master Wu, stay here."

Wu Zhenghao squinted at Han Feng.

"Why, my young master let you go, do you still want to know what's good?"

Han Feng smiled lightly.

"Master Wu, don't get me wrong, I just want to know why you came to the Golden Pavilion today?"