After rebirth, she became the favorite of the powerful minister.

The poor scholar had a sallow face and dull eyes, like a country bumpkin who had suddenly entered a new world. He looked around and seemed a little helpless.

This is Zuihuanlou, the most imposing and bustling den of vengeance in the whole of Shengjing. There are scholars like this every day, and both the girls and the guests are used to it. In this place, time is measured in real money, so who has the time to care about a poor scholar?

Even if this poor scholar follows behind the prodigal young master.

Poor scholar Yuan Ge looked around the lobby with a carefully made-up face. It was no different from the last time she came here, except that it was business hours and the noise was too loud. The smell of powder and alcohol filled her nostrils, making her overwhelmed. She followed Song Ziyao upstairs, nodded almost inaudibly, and lowered her voice, "It's the same... the smell of the hairpin."

"Ah."

Song Ziyao stumbled as he stepped onto the stairs, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. So, these two really came to cause trouble? No wonder they were disguised like this. After today, would he be listed as a person that Zuihuanlou refused to receive? Or from now on, no brothel in Shengjing City would be willing to receive him, the "leader of the evil spirit"?

A pot-bellied drunkard came down from upstairs, his eyes were blurry and his steps were unsteady. He stumbled and almost bumped into Song Ziyao who was still complaining to himself.

The drunkard had a bad temper and almost bumped into someone. He stretched his neck and yelled, "Don't you have eyes? How can you walk? Do you know who I am? I!" He thrust out the fat on his waist, pointed at his nose and came closer, his voice suddenly rising, "I! I am Tong Shenzhi, the young master of the Tong family!"

? Yuan Ge looked closely and saw the other party burp loudly before continuing, "——'s best friend."

The momentum is obviously not as strong as before.

Yuan Ge finally understood and said that it had only been a short while since he last saw Tong Shenzhi, so how come he had grown so much older.

In the past, Song Ziyao would have definitely settled the matter with this man about who was superior and inferior in social status, but today, with Song Wenyuan with him, he didn't dare to provoke him at all. He was just about to apologize and leave, but the drunkard suddenly saw Yuan Ge, and he moved closer with a "yeah". "Oh, this little scholar is quite exquisite, but it's a pity that he was born as a man, which is a waste... Why don't you come back with me, and I will change your clothes and dress you up as a woman. It will definitely look good... what do you think?" After saying that, he actually raised his hand to touch Yuan Ge's face.

She was tall to begin with, and now that she was disguised as a man, she only looked a little thinner and petite.

The strong smell of alcohol mixed with the stench from the man's mouth hit Yuan Ge in the face. He raised his hand to wave it away, but Song Wenyuan was faster and protected him in front of him, and kicked him at the same time.

The man was already drunk, and couldn't stand steadily. He fell down on the stairs. He shook his head and was stunned for a moment before he felt embarrassed. He hurriedly climbed up, and saw Song Wenyuan's nervousness in protecting him in his arms, and he was immediately amused, "I thought you were a good bird, tsk... It turns out that you already have a master. I say, little scholar, your master is not worthy of following. You look poor and want to come to this place of money. Who knows if he will sell you to a brothel one day when he has no money to visit a brothel! Just follow me, I will dress you in silk and satin, feed you delicacies from land and sea, and build you a huge gold wire cage, and you can dress up beautifully... Ouch!"

The fat man was kicked to the ground again, and this time he fell even harder. The pearly jade on his head was dazzling, and he was dizzy for a long time and couldn't stand up. The guests who had gathered there at some point were laughing and pointing at him.

The one who kicked the man was Yuan Ge.

Yuan Ge pulled down the hand that Song Wenyuan was protecting in front of her, rolled up her sleeves and walked up to him, raised her foot, and stepped firmly on the step between his legs, bent over, curled her lips and smiled, and Jiang Huang's dull face suddenly became like a different person, handsome and lively.

She patted the other person's extremely elastic cheek and smiled, "If you win my heart, it doesn't matter if you are poor and have a leaky roof. If you don't win my heart, it doesn't matter if you are treated like silk, wear gold and silver, and eat delicacies every day. It's just that I have high standards and only like handsome men. You look like this... Not to mention a golden cage, even if mountains of gold and silver are moved here, I will build a lonely grave for you on the spot!" After saying that, she stood up, wiped her hands on her robe, lowered her eyes to glance at the dumbfounded fat man, and sneered.

The unremarkable little scholar looked like a pearl covered with dust at that moment, and a gust of wind blew away all the dust.

The fat man sobered up a bit and sat on the steps without moving, staring at the cloth shoes that were almost touching his crotch, his legs trembling slightly...

Song Ziyao was also shocked. His sister-in-law acted like a gangster to perfection! She kept calling him "young master". How could she look like a girl? Even if she held a dogtail grass in her mouth, she would be able to kill everyone at the gambling table! Song Ziyao secretly glanced at Song Wenyuan and saw his face full of excitement. He wished that the words "my family, my favorite" were written on his face.

Song Ziyao immediately realized that no one could do anything about it.

"Oh my, what's going on? How come there's a commotion after I've been away for so long, Hong Lan?" Hong Lan came over, shaking the feather fan in her hand and twisting her hips. She raised her hand to push away the crowd of people watching the show, and drove them away as she walked. "What are you all doing here? Is it that the girls' dancing is not good enough, or their singing is not good enough? Or maybe my Zui Huanchen's wine is not tasty enough? Go away, go away, don't block us here!"

Hong Lan was still dressed in the same gorgeous outfit as last time, wearing gold and silver jewelry, but among her three thousand strands of hair there was only a crudely carved wooden hairpin, which was carved with a flower that was not very delicate and whose quality could not be identified.

Yuan Ge looked at Hong Lan, and Hong Lan was also looking at Yuan Ge. His sharp eyes swept over her, and her slightly stunned expression was hidden in her warm smile. "This young man looks unfamiliar. I heard that he is a friend of Young Master Song? I'm really sorry. I encountered such a thing when I first came to our Zuihuan Tower... This is a good friend of the young master of Tong Xiangfu. He is not like this on weekdays. He was just drunk today. For the sake of Tong Xiangfu's face, why don't we make a big deal out of a small matter?"

In one sentence, Song Ziyao was both giving sweet dates and handing over a whip, and he was unhappy. He lazily raised his eyelids and rolled his eyes to the ceiling, "Tsk! Even if Tong Shenzhi was standing here, I wouldn't be afraid. Let alone Tong Shenzhi's good friend, who the hell is he? Mother Hong, now that Tong Shenzhi's friend has bullied my friend, you are going to keep quiet, right? What's the matter? My Song family is not as prestigious as the Tong Xiangfu, right?"