The Return of the Demon

Ning Chen and others came to the second floor.

There is a large venue here, with a stage-like place in the middle, which should be used by the girls of the Jiaofangsi for performances.

It was surrounded by small low tables that could accommodate one person.

At this time, there were already quite a few people here, occupying excellent positions.

The big teapot diligently led Ning Chen and others to sit down, and then served each of them a cup of tea.

Gao Ziping took out ten taels of silver and threw it to the big teapot, saying: "Go, prepare some food and wine for us."

"Okay! Gentlemen, wait a moment, I'll be here soon."

Feng Qizheng moved to Ning Chen's side and whispered: "It's up to you in a while."

Ning Chen looked at him in confusion?

Feng Qizheng said: "Look at their eyes."

Ning Chen looked around, and those who could come here to consume were all children of dignitaries and nobles. These people were dressed gorgeously, holding folding fans, and pretending to be pretentious.

What Ning Chen couldn't stand the most was that some of these young men were wearing makeup.

The key is that they look at the people from the Supervisory Department with disgust and contempt.

Of course, they dare not say it out loud, and can only express it with their eyes and body language.

Ning Chen asked curiously: "Are these people not afraid of the Supervisory Department? They dare to have such an attitude."

Feng Qizheng explained: "These people are either rich or noble, and their backgrounds are not weak... Besides, this is the Jiaofang Department. Although His Majesty doesn't care about our pleasure, if we make trouble while having fun, His Majesty will not indulge us."

"Every time the girls from the twelfth room come out, these dogs are so eloquent... We are dumb and can only watch."

"Ning Chen, you are talented and are the reincarnation of the immortal poet. This time you must earn back all the face we lost before."

Ning Chen was about to speak, but Chen Chong slammed the table and said angrily: "What are you looking at?"

Ning Chen turned his head and saw Chen Chong glaring at a young man in brocade clothes.

The young master was not afraid at all, and said sarcastically: "Why, the Supervisory Department is here to handle the case again?"

"What's your business?"

The young master showed sarcasm and said: "Vulgar... Bah, vulgar warriors."

This sentence made the Supervisory Department roll their eyes in anger, they hated this sentence the most.

"Fuck... Say it again?"

The young master said disdainfully: "What if I say it ten times? A group of vulgar warriors sitting in the same hall with you is simply lowering our level."

Ning Chen was shocked and asked Feng Qizhen curiously, "Who is this person? How dare he talk to the Supervisory Department like this?"

Feng Qizhen said: "Lou Juncai, the son of Wenyang Hou, his aunt is Yu Fei, and he is related to the royal family, so he is considered a royal relative."

Ning Chen said, no wonder he dared to ignore the Supervisory Department, it turned out to be a relative of the emperor's family.

Lou Juncai sneered again and said, "You vulgar warriors dare to think about the girls of the twelfth room... I advise you to go to the first floor and don't waste money."

"How many times can you come with your meager salary every year? I think you should save some money, otherwise you won't be able to afford food in the future."

Chen Chong was furious, but was stopped by Pan Yucheng.

At this time, the big teapot brought wine and food... and told everyone that Miss Nanzhi and Miss Yudie would come down to perform tonight.

The atmosphere suddenly became high.

Those young men hurriedly tidied their clothes and sat down, asking the servants behind them if their hair was messy?

Each of them looked like old peacocks trying to spread their tails.

Feng Qi was full of excitement, "Ning Chen, you are here this time... Miss Nanzhi's flute and Miss Yudie's pipa are unique in the capital."

Ning Chen said, then looked at Pan Yucheng.

Seeing Pan Yucheng sitting upright, he couldn't help but laugh.

Everyone drank wine and waited for Miss Nanzhi and Miss Yudie to appear.

The literati and poets behind did not ridicule the people from the Supervisory Department... Everyone wanted to show their best side.

The brewing technology in this world is average, and the alcohol content is not high. They are all rice wine, sweet... Ning Chen thought it was delicious and drank a few more cups. As a result, when he reacted, he was already dizzy.

Feng Qi suddenly patted Ning Chen's shoulder excitedly, "Look, look... Miss Nanzhi and Miss Yudie are out."

Ning Chen turned his head and saw two graceful women walking down the stairs lightly, followed by several maids with good looks.

One was wearing white gauze, revealing her flesh, with fair and delicate skin, a waist that could be grasped, and a chest that was about to burst out.

The other was wearing a light blue gauze skirt, with a figure that made people unable to take their eyes away.

However, both of them had a layer of white gauze on their faces, so their appearances could not be seen clearly. Only a pair of autumn water-like pupils could be seen.

Ning Chen was not a lustful person, but he could not help but take a few more glances at this time.

"Ning Chen, the one wearing a white gauze skirt is Miss Nanzhi, and the one wearing a light blue gauze skirt is Miss Yudie."

Feng Qizheng said excitedly.

Ning Chen rolled his eyes. Isn't this nonsense? One is holding a flute, and the other is holding a pipa. Can't I tell them apart?

"How is it? Pretty, right?"

Ning Chen nodded slightly. Although he could not see their appearances clearly, he could feel from their temperament and manners that they must be as beautiful as fairies.

The people around him all locked their eyes on Nanzhi and Yudie, with burning eyes.

Ning Chen glanced at Pan Yucheng. His eyes followed Miss Nanzhi all the time, without blinking.

This guy has good taste. Although Miss Nanzhi is a prostitute, she is innocent... But is it really suitable to marry such a woman home?

The two went on stage, looking at the crowd with eyes rolling.

Everyone tried to straighten their chests, their eyes were burning.

Nanzhi and Yudie did not speak, but started the performance directly.

The melodious and ethereal sound of the flute made people feel refreshed, as if they were in a beautiful valley, enjoying the birdsong and flowers.

Then came the pleasant sound of the pipa.

Ning Chen did not understand these, but was also fascinated by it at this time.

I didn't expect that the combination of the flute and the pipa would be so beautiful?

Unknowingly, the song ended.

But everyone was immersed in it and couldn't extricate themselves.

"Gentlemen, have fun, I will leave first!"

The pleasant voice sounded, waking everyone up.

Lou Juncai stood up first, walked to the side of the stage, and said, "Miss Nanzhi, this is the poem I wrote for you, please don't despise it."

Others also rushed forward.

"Miss Nanzhi, this is the night-shining pearl I sent someone to find for you from outside the domain."

"Miss Nanzhi, this is the hairpin I spent a lot of money to make for you."

"Miss Yudie, this is my ancestral jade pendant, please accept it."

Ning Chen was stunned.

These lickers, in order to pick up girls, even took out the ancestral jade pendant... Why don't you dig out your ancestor's coffin and give it to Miss Yudie?

Suddenly, Ning Chen's eyes shrank, and he saw Ning Gan.

It should be Ning Gan sitting on the other side of the stage, and the stage blocked his view, so he didn't notice it.

This grandson is here too.

I wonder what Ning Gan will give?