Your Majesty's three views follow the five senses

"Is this the good place His Majesty said?" Xia Yi raised his head and looked at the attic in front of him with a red drape and a flat frieze, inscribed "Moon Huan Pavilion".

The red makeup is all over the place, and the red sleeves are swaying. Isn't this a brothel?

Speaking of which, this "Yuehuan Pavilion" is also very famous, and it can be as famous as Huamanlou, which has branches all over the whole of Danan in Wangcheng.

Brothels are different from kilns. Most of the prostitutes in the brothel only sell their art but not their bodies. They are all romantic talents. A talented woman who is famous all over the world.

It's just that it's not very good for the majestic Emperor Da Nan to come and go in this kind of fireworks place.

"I got the news that Mei Zhenxue has been in and out of Yuehuan Pavilion frequently since she came to Tongzhou. She came here at the end of today, but she hasn't come out yet. What do you think she is doing in such a place as a woman?" Nan Wenqing shook Starting to fold the fan in his hand, he smiled lightly.

"Your Majesty sent someone to watch her?" Xia Yi was a little startled. If a smart person like Mei Zhenxue really sent someone to watch her, he might startle the snake.

Recalling the group of spies that the little emperor had placed in the prime minister's mansion to monitor him, he couldn't help but feel worried.

At that level, it would be strange not to be discovered. How could there be such a useless spy?

"I'm not that stupid. If I want to inquire about someone, I won't miss it." Looking at his expression, Nan Wenqing understood, and rolled Xia Yi's eyes in disgust.

Spies have different usages. Back then, he deliberately placed a group of useless spies in the prime minister's mansion just to let Xia Yi understand that he was being guarded by the emperor.

To send someone to the prime minister's mansion, you can just find an excuse. If the prime minister took away the first one, there will still be a second one. As long as he dare not openly challenge usurpation, he can only let the emperor send someone by his side.

Even if there are shrewd spies who can figure out Xia Yi's actions and the emperor's power fall, they can't stop anything. It's better to put everything on the bright side and let the prime minister have a handicap in his actions, which saves him a lot of worry.

It's just that he didn't know that at that time, in fact, the prime minister had no plans for his throne.

When he was still the prince, he had his own intelligence network in the fourteen states of the great south, and he specially raised a group of not very useful spies to deceive others.

It's just that the fewer people who know about this kind of thing, the better. Xia Yi didn't mention it, so he didn't say it either.

"Let's go, I wonder if the Prime Minister has been to such a place of love and moon?" Nan Wenqing patted Xia Yi's chest with a fan, and teased.

Entering the "Yuehuan Pavilion", you can see the beams made of good wood on the top of the head, with thin red gauze hanging from the four corners of the beam, and tassels embroidered on the edge of the red gauze. "Yuehuan Pavilion" has three floors, the first floor is "the moon in the heart", the second floor is "the moon in the water", and the third floor is "the moon in the sky".

There is a small platform in the center of "Xinjianyue", surrounded by pearls as curtains, and the pearls move when the wind blows.And the table under the feet is a lotus, and the lotus blossoms are placed under Yubai's feet, which seems to have taken the meaning of "lotus grows step by step".

A dancer dances with a straight waist, her waist is as soft as a willow branch.

At this time, the building was full of young masters, and it was the time when the sky was boiling.Xuan noises come and go one after another, and the cigarette smoke seems to be real or unreal.

There is a girl holding a red toothbrush and singing the soft and erotic lyrics of "And Xie Luoshang", there is a girl who invites a cup of wine and persuades them to drink with a smile, and there is also a girl Qin Zheng who is prodding and has slender hands.

"Hey, the two gentlemen are new faces!" The bustard saw two rich young men in brocade clothes coming in at the door, and immediately greeted them with smiles on their faces.

"When I first arrived in Tongzhou, I heard that Miss Tong from Yuehuan Pavilion has a brilliant literary talent, and I want to come to see the girl's demeanor." Nan Wenqing smiled gently and said skillfully.

"Ah! That's really a coincidence, Miss Tong didn't see any guests today." The bustard smiled apologetically.

Nan Wenqing sighed pretending to be disappointed, frowned and said: "Since that's the case, it's really a pity. I wanted to follow the example of the predecessors who spent a lot of money to become a beauty, but this..." "Eh? What are you talking about, Young Master, there is more than one Miss Tong in Yuehuan Pavilion, and the red card is Miss Liu, Miss Tong doesn't want to see guests today, how about I invite Miss Liu to accompany you?"

Although famous girls don't want to see guests, it's not easy to be stubborn, but recently Liu Ruxu is eager to save money to redeem herself, so naturally she won't let this rich master go.

"Oh? It's not too bad...then ask mom to lead the way." Nan Wenqing smiled lightly and closed the golden fan in his hand. He really looked like a son-in-law who wandered around the fireworks alley every day, trying his best to flirt .

The girls on the first floor exposed most of their jade rabbits, leaning on the man's arms coquettishly and giggling. They were all vulgar fans who had been in the Yuehuan Pavilion for a long time, and there were also red men. It seemed that this place was nothing like an ordinary brothel. respectively.

On the second floor are some new girls with pretty faces, also leaning on the railings and waving softly.

"Spring shirts are thin, and red sleeves are everywhere."

Celebrities like Tong Shuang'er and Liu Ruxu naturally meet guests on the third floor, and those who can enter the third floor are either high-ranking officials or wealthy celebrities.

The upstairs is full of singing and dancing, but the top floor is so peaceful.

"My lord is well." Liu Ruxu said softly.

In Tianshangyue's private room, the bustard brought Liu Ruxu to Nan Wenqing, and was about to introduce her, but Nan Wenqing stuffed her with a gold ingot and yelled her out. The bustard who took the money naturally said nothing and laughed. Haha backed away.

"I don't know what the girl can do?" Nan Wenqing sized her up and said with a frivolous smile.

"The little girl plays the pipa the best." Liu Ruxu replied.

Liu Ruxu's songs are all composed by herself, and they are not passed on to the outside world, so there are countless visitors who are looking forward to seeing her grace.

What ordinary people sing is nothing more than "mandarin ducks dancing with each other, emerald eucalyptus cage", but Liu Ruxu often composes it, and the lyrics are lofty and broad. ", accidentally leaked out and spread to Wangcheng, it was also a sensation.

Seeing her now, it's no wonder that she can become the red card of Yuehuan Pavilion, with jade bones and ice muscles, graceful and graceful.Although she is a prostitute, she is neither obsequious nor overbearing, but rather arrogant.

"Speaking of which, the little girl was supposed to wait in the private room next door, but she didn't want to be called by the young master." Liu Ruxu hugged her pipa, leaned over and sat down, smiling slightly.

"Oh? I don't know who is next door?" Nan Wenqing sat beside Liu Ruxu with her legs crossed, playing with the wine glass in her hand.

"It's two young masters, but one of them keeps his face covered and doesn't speak." Liu Ruxu said, without answering, and plucked the strings with the rotating shaft.

Nan Wenqing nodded, looked at her with a smile, and didn't press her every step of the way.

On the side, Xia Yi was pouring wine alone, Nan Wenqing never looked at him since he came in, feeling a little uncomfortable.

He hasn't said a word since he stepped into Yuehuan Pavilion, looking at the little emperor's extremely proficient appearance, he can't help but wonder if he often goes in and out of the Firework Lane?And where is that hand?Where are the eyes looking?There is no taboo.

A certain prime minister was getting more and more upset, and he didn't even notice that the wine had overflowed his glass.

"Why are you in a daze?" Nan Wenqing looked at Xia Yi, who was sulking, and found it interesting.