Your Majesty, please beg for mercy. The prince's rebellion was successful.

"Congratulations to all of you, you can really start to enter the competition for the oiran to bloom."

At this time, most of the nobles in Yanchun Tower had already left.

After all, someone who can carry more than 100,000 silver notes at will is no ordinary person. Even in the imperial capital where there are many dignitaries everywhere, it is rare.

Although they were unwilling to do so, no one dared to be presumptuous.

Yan Chun Tower has stood in the imperial capital for hundreds of years and has a great reputation. No one has ever taken advantage of Yan Chun Tower.

However, they were not at a loss this time, because Yanchun Tower also sent many beautiful women to accompany these dignitaries to comfort them.

"Is this the real beginning?"

"Whether it's Yan Chun Tower or oiran, the spectrum is too big."

Fu Bo couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"One hundred thousand silver, if you can get the court lady's first night of spring supper, what's the point?"

There was a gleam in Zhou Zheng's eyes. Yan Chun Tower trained an oiran for ten years or more than ten years. What they were interested in was definitely not just a piece of silver.

"Money can't get into Yan Chun Tower's eyes."

If it was just for money, the seven fairies alone would be enough for Yan Chun Tower to make a lot of money.

Therefore, what Yan Chun Tower really cares about is to use the so-called oiran to make friends with real powerful people!

No matter in the Zhou Dynasty or in any country, money is important, but compared with the endless power, it is not worth mentioning.

The so-called king's land in the whole world, and the king's ministers on the shore of the land!

Countless people have worked hard all their lives just to take a step forward in their official careers!

Since Yan Chunlou cannot engage in politics, it might be an effective way to use the oiran to develop a close relationship with the court.

Moreover, in Zhou Zheng's view, the relationship between Yan Chun Tower and the imperial court was far closer than he imagined.

Otherwise, Gong Tan would not have the means to take care of everything here so that Zhou Zheng could go to the second floor wearing a mask.

"Then what kind of person do you think can win the favor of the oiran or the respect of Yan Chun Tower?"

Uncle Fu nodded and looked around with his cloudy eyes, but unfortunately found nothing.

Whether it was the rich man on the first floor or the masked man on the second floor, they were all sitting upright and silent, and it was difficult to see the change in their expressions.

"We just have to wait."

It is said that when soldiers come, they will block the water and cover it with earth. Why should Zhou Zheng be afraid?

"The first level, resourcefulness!"

"The person who can win the Oiran at Yan Chun Tower must be an extremely smart person!"

"There are three blank sheets of paper in front of you. Please choose one and complete your answer."

The noble lady nodded towards everyone again, and as she spoke, she saw a pretty woman with lotus feet, dragging a wooden plate in her hand, and walked towards the people who stayed behind.

These women are also charming and charming, with fox eyes that capture the soul. The unique fragrance on their bodies makes many men lean forward slightly. If it were not for the fact that there are many people around, I am afraid that some of them will perform a big show on the spot.

You know, although these women are not as good as the so-called Seven Fairies, they are not ordinary people either.

Zhou Zheng even saw many men taking advantage of the opportunity to gently place their hands on a woman's waist, give it a tight squeeze, or even wrap their hands around her buttocks, secretly exerting force to feel its elasticity and softness.

"It's really shameless!"

Uncle Fu blushed. He had taken care of Zhou Zheng responsibly in the Prince's Mansion over the years, but he had never seen such a situation.

However, Zhou Zheng still looked calm.

There is only one oiran, and everyone knows it.

In this case, why not eat the tofu of other women? How many of the women here are innocent?

Besides, those women seemed to be enjoying themselves.

If there really is a chance to compete with the men present, these promiscuous women will definitely be very happy.

"Sir, please!"

While thinking about it, a voice like a willow warbler came from the side.

Then a graceful woman appeared in front of her.

It's just that Zhou Zheng's handsome eyebrows frowned slightly, he didn't like this rich fragrance of dust.

His eyes glanced at the woman's tray. Above it were three folded white papers, a writing brush and a palm-sized gold medal engraved with the word "Thirteen"!

On the entire second floor, there were only twelve people left wearing masks like Zhou Zheng!

According to the rules of Yanchun Tower, the further forward the number is, the more noble it must be!

"It seems that there are indeed people on the third floor."

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Zheng looked around with his peripheral vision, and found many people wearing masks on the second floor, looking towards the third floor without any trace of their eyes!

"this is mine?"

Zhou Zheng pointed at the gold medal engraved with the number thirteen and frowned.

"Yes, son."

The woman had a smile on her face. She obviously felt Zhou Zheng's indifference towards her, but there was no hint of unhappiness on her face. Still maintaining great enthusiasm, he even moved his feet slightly, trying to put his plump breasts next to Zhou Zheng's arms in an imperceptible process.

However, Zhou Zheng saw through this little trick at a glance.

If it were Blue Fairy, Zhou Zheng could reluctantly let the other party take advantage, but he still didn't like this kind of thing.

"Young master, you only need to choose one of these three questions to answer."

Zhou Zheng didn't waste any time. He chose the center piece of paper on the tray and spread it out on the spot.

"The color of the eyebrows should be light, and the ink should not be thick when writing. Guess the four characters."

Opening the white paper, Zhou Zheng read softly, but Uncle Fu behind him frowned for a long time, obviously unable to guess what it meant!

"Young Master, I have a stick of incense, don't be in a hurry."

The woman dragging the wooden tray seemed a lot gentler at this moment.

"A stick of incense?"

Zhou Zheng sneered: "Man, except for that, everything else should be fast!"

It was just guessing lantern riddles, and for Zhou Zheng, it was a piece of cake.

Then with a big wave of his hand, where he put down the pen, he left four words: understatement!

Then he kept the gold medal in his hand, sat down directly, closed his eyes and rested.

The woman was startled by his smooth and smooth operation, and even other men on the first and second floors noticed Zhou Zheng's speed.

But no one looked at him with admiration. In their opinion, this was just a deliberate attempt to please others.

Everyone was scratching their heads and racking their brains, trying to figure out the answer to their own mystery.

......

"Mom, there is something special about Mr. No. 13."

Blue Fairy frowned and spoke in a solemn voice.

"It doesn't matter whether you are special or not. That's not what I, Yan Chun Tower, care about."

The noble lady looked calm. Within an hour, there would be no more than ten people present who could solve the mystery!

"That guest number one..."

With twinkling eyes, Blue Fairy lowered her head, seeming to be mumbling to herself, as if she was asking questions on purpose.

"Remember, don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

"The more you know, the quicker you die."

With a flick of her sleeves, the lady stopped responding.

The Blue Fairy was already covered in cold sweat and her face was pale.

She knew that the words of the lady in front of her were never false!