The servant has left, and Wang Yuxian is surrounded by prostitutes who have heard the news. For brothels of Green Buildings, female prostitutes are mostly good at selling their skills but not selling themselves. Singing instrumental music is the most necessary skill, and the songs they sing the most are poetry.

Of course, they can not sing any poem. They sing all the famous works of ancient people. Of course, they can sing good poems made by famous talents in Chang'an City. They can sing these talents well, which will also help their fame.

"...Is it the young master of the Pei family?"

"...Is that young master Yan Zi? Is the young scholar who is good at poetry, calligraphy and painting, who is a 17-year-old scholar who is a three-year-old student in Lian Jie's three-year trial?"

"...Is it the poem he made?"

"...Xue Qing? Who is Xue Qing?"

"...What kind of poetry is this? When will the bright moon come in..."

"...Oh, don't talk randomly, little hoofs." Wang Yuxian said angrily, holding the scroll in his hand, "...No matter what poetry it is, it is not a matter of poetry, it is your chance to become famous... Young Master Yanzi is a daughter who wants to sing... Whoever can be selected by Young Master Yanzi will definitely get the help of the Pei family... Even if you can't win the courtesan when you are selected, there will definitely be no problem in being selected into the top ten."

For brothel women, fame and status are their destiny, and the women are even more inquiring.

"...I will let the teacher compose music and choreography of this poem. It's already half past July, and everyone is cheering up. Although Young Master Yan Zi sent the poem to our Green Building, the news spreads that other brothels must also participate in the fight..." Wang Yuxian said with his hips, "...You can't lose face no matter what you say, and finally let the girls from other families take their daughters."

The women were laughing and laughing.

Because it is related to the reputation of Green Tower, Wang Yuxian specially ordered the popular girls to give me a separate advice... Hopefully, they are also on them.

"...First of all, you must know Young Master Yanzi's preferences."

"...Young Master Yan Zi rarely gets involved in brothels..."

"...I heard that Young Master Yan Zi is so good at flowers and birds... he often rides donkeys into the mountains and forests... he is also an extremely strange young man..."

They chattered and walked away, and the other prostitutes were eager to try to please the piano teacher. Even if they couldn't win the championship, they could show off their faces and get a little more popular.

"Chunxiao, you have to be good to Master Jiang Qin, let her help you." Someone bumped into Chunxiao and said.

Chunxiao stood by the pillar and seemed to be in a daze, but was knocked back to her senses.

"...You are always half popular but not popular. Is there a little chance? If you can get the help of the Pei family, you will definitely be able to make a name for yourself." The girl whispered to her.

Chunxiao nodded, held the woman's hand and said, "Thank you, sister, for reminding me, I must give it a try... I'll prepare some gifts for Master Jiang Qin." After that, I walked away.

Her maid followed and whispered: "Sister Chunxiao is really going to find Master Jiang Qin?"

Chunxiao said: "Master Jiang Qin has a good temper, and this is not good either... He can treat me well and others well, so he may not be able to find her."

The maid said with a sad face: "What should I do?" The girl who followed her became famous, so those who became a maid could naturally be superior to others.

Chunxiao held his hands and looked flashing, saying, "Actually, having someone is the key."

The maid said with a frown, "Young Master Yan Zi...that's natural, but we can't see it..."

Chunxiao smiled and said, "It's not him, but I know him..." Well, she knew him, anyway, she just pretended to know him, "Maybe this time, it's my chance."

...........

A burst of horse hooves sounded, disrupting the discussions gathered on the street again. Everyone saw that it was Mr. Guo and his group who passed by in a fierce manner, and their expressions were even more angry than before.

"I'm so disappointed after touching it...Who is the Liu family..."

"...It's certainly not good to have children fighting and adults make trouble..."

Until he got home, Guo Huaichun seemed to have the words of the master of the Liu family who was smiling and not smiling, and the advice and jokes on the street. He slapped his hands heavily on the table and said, "I'm so angry."

Xue’s mother Cui, who was sitting beside her, raised her eyes, her voice hoarse and weak: “Don’t be so loud, it will make Qingzi disturb.”

Guo Huaichun immediately lowered his hands and answered, looked inward, and said with grief and anger: "...I must teach the Liu family some lessons...I am incompetent..."

Cui smiled, a little bitter, and said, "We are incompetent... We are doing something upright, but for so many years, we have been hiding like rats crossing the street... and we have to make His Royal Highness so angry..."

Guo Huaichun said: "Sir, don't say that... Those who are arrogant are contrary to ethics and surrender to the evil people... It is no longer easy for you to save Your Highness and protect Your Highness's life..."

Cui said: "...At the beginning, we had a hundred people escorted us, but now there are only less than twenty people left... In order to hide our whereabouts, Lord Du and others used their own temptation to lure the enemy. I don't know how many people were left when we met again... Maybe... I will never see each other again." He smiled again, "But it was not in vain. I won the trust of Mr. Qingxia and the others, and the important officials behind them, and they can win the trust of the world more than us martial artists. Even if we are gone, your highness will be able to regain the treasure in the future."

Guo Huaichun was shocked and said, "What do you want to do, sir?"

Cui said: "We plan to destroy the entire Liu family."

This woman with a haggard face and chapped lips looked sick and crooked, said this, Guo Huaichun's expression changed and said, "Sir, think twice."

This change of color was not because he felt that the woman was crazy and said big talk, but because he said something was not a question, but a sure dissuasion. It was obvious that he thought this woman could do it.

"If that happens, you will be exposed..." Guo Huaichun continued, "...The time is wrong..."

Cui said: "We will not be exposed, and the dead will not be exposed... We will die with them."

Guo Huaichun was shocked and called out to Master.

Cui raised his hand to stop him and said, "Mr. Qingxia is right. Follow us martial artists and raise her in the market. This identity will always be looked down upon and bullied at any time... So let her follow Mr. Qingxia. As a disciple of Mr. Qingxia, you have a better and higher identity. Only the identity can make Your Highness respected."

What Guo Huaichun wanted to say, warm shouts rang out in the yard.

"Young Master is awake."

Guo Huaichun felt his eyes dazzled. The Cui family in front of him had already reached the door, as if he was carrying light skills. In fact, he knew that she had no kung fu at all... She didn't rely on kung fu to kill people.

Running so fast can only be the so-called loving mother's magic skill... After all, it was the child she raised.

Guo Huaichun's eyes were slightly sour, and he hurriedly followed him out. The sound of Cui crying with joy came from Xue Qing's room.
Chapter completed!