The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

After all, this prodigal son of a romantic nature actually wrote a poem like "leisurely leisurely, tossing and turning"?

Is this still the brothel god of war?

This is simply an innocent boy!

For a moment, all the girls in the brothel were weeping.

"Mr. Zhao is married now, won't he come to the brothel in the future?"

"I'm afraid that's the case! The emperor loves Princess Anyang so much, and even recruits a concubine according to the specifications for consorts. How could he allow Mr. Zhao to visit brothels?"

"Besides, look! Among the poems written by Mr. Zhao in the past, is there any one that throbs like this? He has moved all hearts, so why would he linger in the land of fireworks?"

"Then shall we not..."

"Miss Qing Ning is still guarding Mr. Zhao, isn't she waiting so many nights in vain?"

"Then Mr. Zhao can write poems after leaving the brothel?"

"I am here looking forward day and night, and I am looking forward to Mr. Zhao's arrival. If Drunken Dreamland is without him, what's the point?"

"Master Zhao once promised to give me a poem, isn't it now..."

All the women in the brothel seemed to have lost their souls.

And the boss behind the brothel is even more mournful.

Zhao Hao seldom spends money when visiting brothels, but the income he brings is definitely dozens of times that of his free money.

Now that Zhao Hao has become a son-in-law, it is hitting the entire brothel industry.

Chapter 68: A brothel cannot live without Zhao Hao

Compared with the wailing in the brothel, the gambling house is much more lively.

The bet on who is more beautiful between the princesses of the two countries has reached the closing stage.

The gambling house is full of gambling dogs, but the center of the topic is the wits with a little literary talent.

"I don't think Princess Anyang is as good-looking as Princess Qi! Listen, Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful, and the spring breeze blows Revlon. If you don't meet at Qunyu Mountain, you will meet at Yaotai. What is written here, what is written here But a fairy!"

"That's right! At that time, Princess Qi was going from the embassy to Zhen Guo Mansion. I saw her. It's not an exaggeration to say that she is a fairy. On the other hand, Princess Anyang is just a 'little lady'!"

"Cut! You're so stupid, do you really think that the more exaggerated the poem is, the more beautiful it is?"

"Agreed! Zhao Hao used to write poems for women, which one is not beautiful, which one is not provocative? But is there one that can make Zhao Hao 'wish for it, and want to be convinced'?"

"Zhao Hao has countless daughters, and the one who can make him sleepless is probably even more fairy than fairy!"

"Leaving this aside, Zhao Hao even wrote a poem for Princess Anyang! There are beauties in the barren country, who are peerless and independent. One smile can captivate the city, and another smile can captivate the country! What makes this special woman worse than a fairy?"

"Obviously, in Zhao Hao's heart, Princess Anyang's status is obviously higher than Princess Qi's!"

"agree!"

"Yes!"

After a while, the gap in momentum between the two sides became obvious.

After all, the last gamble had already taken almost all the money out of the gambling dog's pocket. No matter how popular this gamble was, it was impossible to attract too much gambling money.

Coupled with the short time, the odds of the two sides are close, which basically does not arouse the interest of gamblers, and naturally it is impossible to talk about trading.

So these talented scholars are really discussing these things fairly and objectively.

In the end there is no question.

Jiang Zhiyu won.

The reason is very simple, no matter how good-looking a goddess is, she can't do the first love that hasn't been obtained yet.

What's more, Zhao Hao has read all the thousands of sails, and Jiang Zhiyu can still let him find the first love emotion of "sleeping and thinking about clothes" and "tossing and turning".

This kind of thing feels outrageous to say it.

What about fairies?

Isn't it a complete failure?

But then someone regretted it.

"But Zhao Hao has always been famous for this kind of love poems. Now that he is so in love with Princess Anyang, won't he be unable to visit brothels in the future? Can he still write that kind of poems without visiting brothels?"

"That's right! The Great Wilderness Wenqu star is about to fall just after it ascended?"

"Wouldn't it be boring to go shopping in brothels from now on? When you were shopping in the past, the most fun thing was to appreciate Zhao Hao's poems. If you appreciate Zhao Hao's poems well, you can get the favor of countless girls, and even those who are young can kiss you Fangze. If Zhao Hao can't compose poems in the future..."

"Wouldn't the brothel be unrefined? Whoever spends more money can sleep with the girl in his arms?"

"If that's the case, the joy of the brothel will indeed be greatly reduced. At any rate, there was a feeling of love in the past, but now it's all over!"

"Then don't I also lose a way to make money? I used to write appreciation and analysis of Zhao Hao's poems and sell them to those dignitaries, and I can make a lot of money!"

"Huh? Is there such a way?"

"It's not that bad! Those people say they are high-ranking officials, but in fact, many of them are mud-legged. They go to brothels to play with girls. They think they despise him for being uneducated. They have no choice but to spend money to buy appreciation."

For a while, the literati beat their chests and stamped their feet.

Zhao Hao's marriage is definitely a major blow to the brothel industry in Huangguo.

It's not that without Zhao Hao, other customers don't want to patronize the business.

Instead, without Zhao Hao's poems, there would be a lot less fun in the brothel. After all, everyone has spiritual pursuits, so how could it be possible that they all want to vent their animal desires?

As for getting married, you can't write poetry...

This is quite natural!

Even if you, Zhao Hao, have the same literary talents, can you still write beautiful poems in different ways when you face the same woman all day long?

Even if you can write it, you can't write erotic poems to your wife all day long, right?

outrageous!

At this time, a handsome scholar stood up: "It turns out that the stars of Wenqu in your barren country are nothing more than this! If you leave the brothel, you won't be able to write any poems!"