V2.Chapter 89

In the past few days, Zu'an has gradually calmed down the angry Bi Linglong, but the main thing is to stay with Sang Qian and Zheng Dan at Sang's house.

Knowing that he was going to leave again, Sang Qian was quite reluctant, but she also knew that the matter could not be changed by the court's decree.

Sang Hong lived a leisurely life by recuperating from his injuries. The only thing that depressed him was that his daughter and daughter-in-law seemed to care more about Zaan than himself, sometimes making him seem like an outsider in the family.

Fortunately, he is very satisfied with Zu'an. He is both a daughter's man and a daughter-in-law's man. He is a family that can't be kissed any more... Eh, why does this sound a bit strange?

However, the two have cooperated closely during this period of time, and have been rescued by each other several times, and their relationship has long been comparable to that of father and son.

He is now counting on his daughter to have a good grandson, and his father's demeanor is enough to comfort him for the rest of his life.

Worried that he would go to Zishan to cause problems, these days, he took Zu'an to tell him about the officialdom in Yi County from time to time, and at the same time helped him analyze various possible scenarios.

With such a veteran in the political arena pointing him out, Zu'an only felt that he had gained a lot, and his confidence to go to Zishan was a little stronger.

On this day, Zu An was basking in the sun in the yard with Sang Qian and Zheng Dan, chatting about homework, when suddenly a family member sent a delicate and elegant invitation card, which was personally made by Miss Nan Xun, the number one member of Hongxiu Zhao.

Seeing this scene, the two women suddenly lost their composure, and Zheng Dan said with emotion: "As expected, you have a deep friendship with the oirans wherever you go."

Sang Qian on the side also said sourly: "Sister-in-law doesn't know, this red-sleeve move is the hottest brothel in the capital, and it even overshadows the Jiaofang Secretary by a little bit, because the flower leader Nan Xun under their hands is not only stunningly beautiful , and she is proficient in singing, playing, playing, playing, playing and singing. I don’t know how many dignitaries in this capital are flocking to her. On weekdays, an ordinary ticket costs thousands of taels of silver, and you can only look at her from a distance. Even if it is This has a price but no market, not to mention the famous post she personally posted."

Although she has no nominal relationship with Zu'an, but the other party is the father of her child after all, and she is so familiar with the oiran in the brothel, she really feels like she has overturned the vinegar bottle.

Zheng Dan had a suddenly realized expression: "I remembered, last time before Azu went to Yunzhong County, he seemed to have won the heart of Miss Nanxun in the competition of many princes and grandsons, so he was allowed to be the guest of honor that night. I don't know how many men in the capital are envious."

Anger value from Zheng Dan +177+177+177...

Anger value from Sang Qian +177+177+177...

Zaan was a little depressed: "There is no guest in the curtain, we were just chatting that night."

Zheng Dan and Sang Qian rolled their eyes together, one is a well-known oiran, the other is also a philanderer, a lonely man and a widow are just chatting all night in the same room, do you think we are stupid?

Zaan is also very helpless, to tell the truth, why no one believes it.

After finally comforting the two girls, Zu An came to Hongxiu Zhao. Of course, it was not that he was really obsessed with sex, but he suddenly remembered that he had promised King Peacock Ming some time ago. Some time ago, because of the reunion with Chu Chuyan, Coupled with the fact that he was in the middle of several women and wanted to go to the Shura field at any time, he almost forgot about it. Now that someone posted a post, how could he not come?

When I came to Hongxiuzhao, because it was still in the afternoon, it was not the opening time for Hongxiuzhao.

The information in the building spread quickly. Knowing that the oiran Nan Xun had specially invited a man over, all the girls came together to see who it was.

"Who is this little brother? He looks so handsome. No wonder Nan Xun wants to invite him."

"You don't even know him, but he is a celebrity in the uterus, the youngest marquis in the empire, and the ancestor who has repeatedly made outstanding achievements."

"Ah, if such a man can redeem me, I would be willing to be a concubine or a maidservant."

"It's a good idea to let him redeem your body for you? If he is willing, it will be too late for me to redeem myself."

"Compared to his status, I appreciate his talent more. The song "Looking at the Sword with a Lamp in Drunk", which was presented to Marshal Qin, makes me feel emotional every time I read it."

"I really like that song "Deep?????????????????????????????????" I heard that it was written especially for Nan Xun at the beginning. If someone writes such a song for me, I will I am willing to die right away. It is a pity that I have self-knowledge and do not have the appearance of an oiran, so how can I have such a blessing."

"It's not necessarily true. It is said that he wrote the very popular "A Chinese Ghost Story" recently. Isn't that written for all the girls in our industry? It simply expresses our helplessness and sadness."

"Master Zu, I love you!"

...

A group of Yingying and Yanyan surrounded them. In their eyes, Xiaoqian and other good girls were forced out by their grandmother to seduce passing scholars to absorb their yang energy. How similar their situation is. They are also kind and good girls. The reason can only be laughed at in the brothel, there is a sense of sympathy for each other.

In their view, Zaan's "A Chinese Ghost Story" was written in sympathy and pity for them, and naturally a sense of resonance with his spirit arose.

Their enthusiasm soon overwhelmed Zu'an, but fortunately Nan Xun came out in time and scolded those women, and then reluctantly protected him and returned to his small courtyard.

Nan Xun is the top card of Hongxiu Zhao, so naturally not many people dare to offend her.

However, there are still some oirans who are not too far behind in coffee ranks, who are dissatisfied: "This hoof knows how to eat alone!"

After entering the small courtyard, the glamorous Nan Xun kept smiling, and at the same time took out a fragrant handkerchief to wipe the lipstick and rouge on Zuan's face and clothes.

"Lord Zu is still so popular, you can hear their voices showing love from far away." Kong Nanwu was holding a cute and furry little white fox in his hand, as if he walked out of a painting.

Seeing Zaan, the little white fox excitedly wanted to jump up from her arms, but Kong Nanwu held him tightly and couldn't move, so he could only keep wagging his tail to show his favor to Zuan.

Zaan laughed dumbfounded. If I remember correctly, this little fox is called Muddy, why is he learning like a puppy now.

But the little fox is so beautiful, he couldn't help but go over and stroke it, it's so fluffy, well, next time let Tu Shanyu transform into a try. At this time, Humu also closed her eyes comfortably, as if she was smiling.

Kong Nanwu gently slapped his hand away, shrank back with the little fox in his arms, and gave him an annoyed look: "It's a girl, so I can't touch it casually."

Zaan smiled sarcastically, he really didn't think about her being a girl, and subconsciously regarded her as a pet.

At this time Kong Nanwu went on to say: "The reason why Humu likes you so much is thanks to your stories in "Liao Zhai", which made her feel very substituting. Your story is also amazing, so is Humu, and so is Nan Xun. Even Those girls who were recruited by Hongxiu were also very moved, although each of them had a different perspective, but the effect was the same, the young master is really a great talent."

On the contrary, Zaan was a little embarrassed: "This is the wisdom of the predecessors. I just stood on the shoulders of giants, and the role I played was insignificant."

"My lord is humble." Kong Nanwu secretly sighed, people are different, because of the hidden red sleeves, she watched too many men with a cold eye, in order to win the favor of women, all of them boasted, only a little ability can make a big difference, Compared with them, Zaan is simply a gentleman, no wonder he can write such a wonderful and touching story?????????????????

Zaan smiled, who can understand the loneliness that no one believes every time he tells the truth: "By the way, the feather that the girl gave me last time helped me a lot, and I came here this time to thank you specially."

"I regret giving you that thing," Kong Nanwu's eyes suddenly became a little dangerous, "Because of you, I somehow became a widow before I got through the door. I don't know how you plan to compensate me?"

Zu'an was a little embarrassed: "It turns out that the girl knows about Wang Ting's affairs."

Kong Nanwu glanced at him faintly: "Should I call you son or regent?"

Zaun smiled: "Actually, you can call me uncle."

Kong Nanwu: "???"

She, who had always held the initiative in chatting, was confused for a moment.

"During the royal court, King Peacock Ming was considered my brother, and he even said that he would ask his niece to visit me next time." Zaun said solemnly, "But I knew the girl first, and we have our own opinions."

"Pfft!" Nan Xun on the side couldn't help laughing anymore, "Miss, you also have today."

The little fox was rolling on the couch with laughter, and its four cute little paws were kicking towards the sky.

"Shut up!" Kong Nanwu was no longer as calm as before, blushing and glaring at the two maids, then looked at Zu'an resentfully.

Zu'an laughed: "I was joking just now, but King Peacock Ming did ask me to take good care of you. It is not convenient for you to go back in a short time due to the current situation in the royal court."

"I can probably guess the reason," Kong Nanwu looked at Zu'an with puffed cheeks, "You have caused me so much misery, are you really planning to pay me something?"

"I don't know what the girl wants?" Zu'an sensed the meaning of her words, and he was secretly vigilant. He had heard that the princess of the Peacock Palace was resourceful and often played around with others, so he couldn't be careless.

Kong Nanwu's eyes flashed a trace of triumphant plan: "I want..."