Brother's Road to Promotion

Although Jiang Yu's attire was not good-looking, and even looked at it up close, it was very discordant, but it did avoid many eyes that stayed on him.

Others often just glance over his face and stop looking again, even if they think it is against harmony, it's just that ordinary people are busy with their livelihoods and often don't have so much curiosity.

In this way, Jiang Yu was the first time when he went out this time, acting like a servant with a weak sense of presence, and did not take too much attention away from Song Yu.

Even if there are, they are just a few curious idlers.

Jiang Yu's main purpose was to cover up his face, which was exactly the same as Jiang Yuniang's.

Although it was unbelievable, Jiang Yu felt that the position he was in now was like another world he used to live in, and Jiang Yuniang was him in the past.

She is doing well, Jiang Yu always has some comfort in his heart.

If it wasn't so, since the Jiang family was no longer a threat to him, as long as Song Yu agreed, it would be fine for him to be a little more reckless now.

When a few people came to the front of Linyang Building like a leisurely stroll, the building was already brightly lit, and the sound of human voices and music were intertwined, creating a lively scene.

Although the name Linyang Tower is elegant, this place is the largest flower building in Datong Prefecture, and the fee for entering the building is very high. All the men in the city are proud of being able to entertain their friends and colleagues here.

Obviously, ordinary people want to enter this building, they have to scrape off a layer of skin.

The building is full of guests at this time, of course, all of them are men, and their social status is not low.

On a spring night when the lake breeze is still slightly cool, the beautiful women in cool clothes are waiting on the sidelines, and they are still smiling when they are slapped on by some disregarded guests.

Although Jiang Yu was not a woman, she still felt a little uncomfortable watching it.

Linyang Building occupies a huge area, and not far from the door, you can see a spacious platform built in the middle, presumably it will be used by Dou Huakui next.

Zhuo Chengxing showed a wooden sign to the maid who came forward, and the three of them were taken to the private room on the second floor by the maid.

The private room is hidden, and the candles are not bright, which can illuminate the whole room. Like a restaurant, tables and chairs are set up on the wooden railings, and there are resting couches in the spare space beside it. Covered by a layer of tulle, it blocked the sight of the inquiry in the lobby downstairs.

The maid who led them up served drinks and side dishes, and bowed to leave.

"Girl, do you have fruit wine?" Zhuo Chengxing grabbed her in time and asked.

"What kind of fruit wine does the guest officer want?" After all, this is not a restaurant, and even the maid's voice is so delicate that it seems that water can be squeezed out, and the eyes turn to point out, "Ordinary or... um~~"

The "hmm" in this body is even more tactful, which makes people's backs tremble.

It's a pity that none of the people present were ordinary people.

"Girl will bring out the good stuff to me when I get it back." Zhuo Chengxing, like a veteran in a party, laughed happily with the maid, "This time, I'll just have an ordinary one."

He winked at Jiang Yuna, "Little brother, this is the first time."

Adhering to the principle of looking at a beauty under the lamp, the more beautiful she looks, the private room in Linyang Building is not as brightly lit as the other places. The maid's gaze swept over Jiang Yu's direction, and she could only see a thin and weak man. But they didn't see their appearance clearly, so they thought they were bringing a girl to see the world.

With a giggle in his mouth, he went out knowingly.

Jiang Yu was stunned for a while, and couldn't help leaning towards Song Yu, whose face remained unchanged.

For Zhuo Chengxing, Jiang Yu is a beautiful boy at a good level, and a sissy at a bad level, neither male nor female. To be honest, if Zhuo Chengxing met such a person in Shangjing, he would not even look at him. will not give.

Now, Jiang Yu is his master's favorite, and Jiang Yu himself is indeed quite likable, otherwise he would not be so active in helping him.

Song Yu didn't care about Zhuo Chengxing's self-assertion, and said, "This fruit wine has only a little alcohol taste, so you can drink it, don't worry about getting drunk."

Since Jiang Yu was brought out to see, he couldn't let him watch them drink. As for masculinity, drinking is not a criterion.

Jiang Yu just smiled at Song Yu and said, "Thank you, Young Master!"

"This is really discriminatory treatment." Zhuo Chengxing muttered to the side, obviously he was the one who spoke, why now it seems that all the credit goes to Song Yu.

Zhuo Chengxing's voice was not low, of course Jiang Yu heard it.

He sat down on the side seat, and then leaned in front of Zhuo Chengxing, and said with crooked eyebrows: "Thank you, Brother Zhuo."

Zhuo Chengxing immediately felt relieved.

Song Yu glanced at him with a half-smile, and Zhuo Chengxing immediately sat upright.

Not long after, the maid brought over the fruit wine.

Jiang Yu reached out to take it, and after glancing at Song Yu, he poured himself a cup. It was neither spicy nor overpowering, and it had the sweetness of fruit, making it easy to drink.

"How about it?"

Jiang Yu nodded, "It's delicious."

Zhuo Chengxing laughed and said, "You are only suitable for drinking this kind of wine specially brewed for women."

It was fine just now, but now there is nothing good to say.

Jiang Yu really didn't want to talk to him.

Coincidentally, there was a burst of drumming downstairs, which attracted the attention of everyone in the building.

Dou Hua Kui has started.

One by one, delicate, beautiful, or bright women stepped onto the stage in turn.

Dancing, singing, and playing, it seems that eighteen kinds of martial arts are complete.

He couldn't see clearly through the gauze, so Zhuo Chengxing pulled aside the gauze curtain that blocked his eyes, and leaned on the carved fence to admire it with more relish.

This is not like the song and dance performances that Zhuo Chengxing usually sees. After all, the performers are all girls from brothels. No matter singing or dancing, there is a kind of eclectic taste. Very interesting.

The men in the lobby downstairs also looked at the stage with some colored eyes.

It's just that Zhuo Chengxing glanced at the other two people in his room, both of them looked unmoved and felt disappointed. After thinking about it, he asked: "How do you feel?"

The old Song Yu said on the ground: "The singing and dancing are just like that, there is nothing new."

Jiang Yu poured down a small glass of fruit wine self-sufficiently, looked at the stage below and commented: "It's just like dancing."

Who asked you to dance!

Zhuo Chengxing was really helpless.

"I mean which one looks better!" Zhuo Chengxing continued to ask without giving up.

Hearing this, Song Yu narrowed his eyes, pointed to a certain table in the lobby below, and said viciously, "That scholar in Tsing Yi can still catch my eye."

Zhuo Chengxing lifted it up in one breath and didn't let it go down for a while, gritted his teeth and turned his gaze to Jiang Yu.

At this time Jiang Yu was still thinking about Song Yu's words just now, Tsing Yi's...scholar?

man?

Are you... kidding?

Jiang Yu raised his wine glass and looked at Song Yu's impeccably handsome profile.

It wasn't until Zhuo Chengxing called him that he turned to look at him and asked, "What did you say?"

Waiting for him to ask again, Jiang Yu cast his eyes down a little distractedly, and replied, "They all look good."

Zhuo Chengxing rubbed his shoulders, shook his head a little depressed, he shouldn't come here with two broken sleeves on such an occasion.

It made him feel as excited as a stupefied boy alone.

Angrily turned her head to look at the enchanting beauty on the stage again, and didn't want to look at the people in the same room again.

Jiang Yujing looked at it for a long time and felt that there was nothing to see, the music was just okay, the dance was really mediocre, but he drank a lot of wine.

Fortunately, this wine was indeed not intoxicating as Song Yu said.

Jiang Yu alone drank more than the other two in the room together.

After holding back for a while, Jiang Yu couldn't help talking to Song Yu, got up and opened the door of the private room to go out, asked the maid standing outside the door, and followed the maid to the latrine.

This time, the battle of Huakui has started for a long time, no matter in the private room or downstairs, most of the food and drink on the tables are mostly down, Jiang Yu met many people just like him along the way.

It's just that these people don't just drink some non-drinking fruit wine like him, and they all smell very alcoholic.

Obviously drank a lot.

And when passing some private rooms in the wings, Jiang Yu could still hear some men's groaning and women's low groaning sounds coming from inside.

Seeing this for the first time, Jiang Yu couldn't help but slowly turn red, and even lowered his head in embarrassment and only looked at the road ahead.

Until he was bumped head-on by a tall man reeking of alcohol.

The man was tall, his face was flushed, he must have drunk too much, not only knocked Jiang Yu backwards, but also sat down on the ground himself.

Jiang Yu was luckier, and was supported by someone blocking his shoulders.

The person who supported him was tall, but not very strong, at least thinner than the man who sat on the ground.

Jiang Yu stood firm and quickly bowed his head to thank him, without even seeing the other person's face clearly, "Thank you, I offended you."

"Aunt Song...Little Yuer?"

As soon as he heard the other party speak, Jiang Yu immediately raised his head, and was taken aback when he saw the person in front of him clearly.

And Pei Ze, who saw the appearance of the person who bumped into his arms, couldn't help being stunned for a moment, the lights in the corridor were dim, if it wasn't for the fact that he would often think of the difference between Jiang Yu and Jiang Yuniang these two days, he really wouldn't You must be able to tell the difference.

But before he could say anything to Jiang Yu's face, a friend who came from behind patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother Pei, this is?"

Pei Ze subconsciously blocked the woman who didn't know how to describe her, "An old friend... boy."

"The friend who came here should have come here too. Brother Liu and Brother Jiang will go first, and I will come to say hello." Pei Ze said after deliberation.

It's just that he had just finished speaking when the man who bumped into Jiang Yu got up cursing. "

"Who hit me!?"