Dressed as cannon fodder and vowing to kick the heroine’s head off

As soon as I heard that I was going to Yihongyuan to eat, drink and have fun for free, many people who had not returned home quickly came over.

Shaohua stopped the older ones away in disgust: "Don't bring me down!"

He is also a very capable person!

In the entire yamen, only the prince can rival him. Everyone else has a second, third or even fourth or N appearance.

He looks so scary. If he walks with him, will the beauty feel better after seeing him? Can you still pay for him?

I'm afraid you can't even say anything to praise him, right?

He is going to prove his charm, and he must be careful in selecting the people he travels with.

Let the beauty know that the people she associates with are rare people in the world who are like immortals.

Looking at the last seven people left behind, Shaohua frowned in disgust.

In his opinion, only the prince is qualified to go with him.

But the prince insisted on bringing more people, so he could only reluctantly choose and choose again.

Those colleagues who planned to go to Yihongyuan to eat and drink were not happy when they saw that Shaohua had been waiting for a long time: "Hey, we are going to Yihongyuan for entertainment, why do we act like we are going to a beauty pageant? Those brothel girls are talented No matter how we look, as long as we have enough money, our smiles will naturally shine brightly.”

"That's right. The day before yesterday, Uncle Zhang, who lives next door to me, went to Yihongyuan and came back laughing. He said that Cuilan from Yihongyuan praised him as the reincarnation of Pan An."

"Your Uncle Zhang, is he good-looking?" Shaohua immediately stopped in front of the man and asked seriously.

He went to Yihongyuan so many times, but no one praised him for looking like Pan An. He couldn't help but think more realistically.

Colleagues laughed loudly: "Uncle Zhang next door to me is short, similar to Wu Dalang, and his appearance is a bit wretched. He is the ugliest guy on our street."

Shaohua's face turned dark instantly: "Then why do they still praise him for looking better than Pan An? Is it because the light is dim and I can't see clearly?"

"Hahaha, Shaohua, I heard that you have never seen the world. Who among the girls from Yihongyuan would not praise him for looking like Pan An? Only by praising him will he be able to earn next time. Just the janitor in our Yamen Old man Huang was praised by them for looking like Pan An last time. Fortunately, old man Huang had a clear head and gave the woman a slap on the spot: You want to cheat me? "

Xiao Chenyi's face was a little dark: When did people in the yamen become so keen on Yihongyuan?

This is not possible! When he comes back from the capital, a restraining order will be issued!

As long as people in the yamen are linked to pornography, gambling and drugs, they will not be able to handle the case fairly.

He never stopped Shaohua because he knew that he had a clear mind and his family was not short of money. After all, Yizhou's taxes still depend on the contributions of these people.

Over there, Shaohua was all in bad shape!

He didn't know the others, but he knew Old Man Huang!

He was a rotten old man who was half dead, with gray hair, wrinkles on his face, and many dark age spots. My back is not straight all year round, my hands are calloused, and my nails can never be washed clean.

Just like this, is it also called Pan An?

What about him?

The proudest time he was in Yihongyuan was when he praised him for being so good-looking, like the bright moon in the sky, white and indestructible...

Shaohua paused again: Doesn’t the moon praise women? That damn woman actually used it to praise him?

In fact, what he didn't know was that the brothel girl had learned this passage from the last benefactor she had just finished.

"What do you call the woman who compliments your neighbor?" Shaohua asked the colleague unwillingly.

"Oh, what does it seem to be called Cuilan? By the way, it's Cuilan. Uncle Zhang next door even talked about it several times. He didn't go there because his son controlled the money."

The colleague still seemed to be unsatisfied when talking about Uncle Zhang.

Shaohua said with a dark face: "It must be a problem with the candlelight."

It was so late at night that I couldn't see clearly.

"Ha, how about we go meet that Cuilan tonight?" Someone paid the bill, and the colleague was very enthusiastic.

His mother-in-law was in charge of the money and never allowed him to go to these places. She couldn't afford it.

"Cuilan has no reputation at all. Just go find the most beautiful one." Another colleague said.

Xiao Chenyi patted his fan lightly and looked at the lively subordinates, a little speechless.

Aren't you just going to meet a brothel girl? As for being so excited? I don't see you guys being so active in office work.

They don’t know which men they met before they met you. Maybe the words used to praise you at this moment were also used to praise other men just now.

It would be even worse if he was selling himself.

You guys are so eager to chip in and spend money. How stupid!

Half an hour later, at Xiao Chenyi's request, everyone changed into casual clothes and set off.

What Shaohua took them to was Yihongyuan, which was the most famous, had the best business, and was the most beautiful in Yizhou.

As soon as the madam saw Shaohua, he came up to him with a smile: "Master Shao! You are here!"

When she looked up and saw a group of outstanding men behind Shaohua, her eyes brightened even more, and she shouted loudly: "Daughters, here are the distinguished guests!"

"Here we come!" As soon as the Madam finished speaking, she saw a row of more than a dozen girls, dressed in alluring and attractive costumes, walking out.

"Girls, get ready." The madam's voice almost broke with excitement.

These men are not simple at first glance, especially the one in the middle, he is simply the best among men. She has met many men, and she can tell at a glance that he is either rich or noble.

She looks so good, but it's a pity that she doesn't come from a poor family. Otherwise, if you buy it and make it into a duck, the boss will laugh to death.

The enthusiasm on the face of the old madam continued: "Masters, these are the girls carefully cultivated by Yihongyuan. Please choose slowly. No matter which one you choose, you will definitely be satisfied. I will miss you when I go home today."

The madam said, covering her mouth and laughing non-stop, with an ambiguous look on her face.

The colleague who had told the story about his neighbor Uncle Zhang took the lead and pointed at one of the slightly plump women: "This..."

"Wait a minute!" Shaohua raised his hand to stop him and looked at his colleagues with an unhappy expression.

I'm paying for it, you're not a prince, it's just a casual thing, why are you so active?

The old bustard smiled and looked at Shaohua: "Master Shao, what are your orders?"

This person is a regular customer and cannot be offended.

"Is there anyone named Cuilan?" Shaohua asked with a straight face.

He thought about it for a long time on the road, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that what happened to Uncle Zhang was impossible.

Facing a group of women at this moment, he suddenly thought: What if Uncle Zhang made this up for the sake of face?

He has been to Yihongyuan many times, and he has never heard anyone mention Cuilan.

"Yes." The madam looked at him suspiciously.

Cuilan is an old man in their courtyard, much older than Mr. Shao. Why did he suddenly ask about Cuilan?

"Really?" Shaohua's heart tightened.

His grandma's one actually had Cuilan in it? Was Zhang Dalang really praised as Pan An by the people in Yihongyuan?

Blind?