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In fact, Yin Xu didn't go to the brothel just to make trouble for Teng Yu, he just wanted to find a place with a lot of women to vent his desire because of Teng Yu's words "marry a wife and have children"... No, it was to vent his anger!

At this time, it was approaching night, and the brothels had just opened their doors. Because the rich and noble families hadn't started socializing on the second day of the Chinese New Year, it seemed very deserted here.

As soon as Yin Xu walked into Qimeng Pavilion, the eyes of the girls who were gathering in the lobby playing horseshoes lit up and greeted them one after another.

The old bustard twisted her waist and squeezed over, looked Yin Xu up and down, and joked: "Young master, did you go to the wrong place? You came alone? But...why does it look familiar?"

A woman in a water-blue veil skirt covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Mom, don't you be Enke's son when you were young? It's not the first time you're familiar with him."

Everyone booed and surrounded Yin Xu.

Qimeng Pavilion has been in operation for many years, and the old bustard was also a flower here when he was young, and he has indeed seen many things of "children inheriting the father's business".

"Go, it's my old lady who has a good memory and a lot of experience, but don't you think he looks familiar?"

"Mom said that, it seems to be really..."

"Ah... I see, he...he..." A girl with bright eyebrows and bright teeth covered her chest with one hand, and pointed at Yin Xu with the other, hesitatingly not saying her name for a long time.

"Who do you look like?... Tell me quickly..."

The girl's eyes were full, she looked at Yin Xu affectionately, and whispered: "Huo Lang..."

"..." After a brief silence, screams sounded one after another, and even spread throughout the Butterfly Alley.

"Really, it seems... Although I only saw Marshal Huo from a distance, it was many years ago, but... But I always remember his appearance."

"No, I saw it up close once when I was young. At that time, Marshal Huo was still very young, and he looked like this...it really looks like this." The old bustard said reminiscently, and stretched out a hand to touch Yin Xu's. cheek.

Yin Xu got impatient with the quarrel, and shouted: "Shut up!" Then he slapped the old bustard's salty hands away, and scolded: "Stay away from me, young master!"

This place of fireworks really lives up to its name, and every woman has been rubbed with so much powder that it almost makes Master Mozun breathless.

The crowd recovered from their excitement, and retreated a few steps after his angry roar, but they still looked at him affectionately.

Shui Yan'er, the headliner of Qimeng Pavilion, straightened her temples, and asked softly, "Is your surname Huo?"

"Why, all the guests who come here have to be named?" Yin Xu sneezed and looked at her sideways.

"Of course not, it's just that the slave family is very curious."

The bustard stopped the girls who still wanted to talk to her, stepped forward and said with a smile: "My lord, please come inside quickly. Just tell me what you want to play. There are no guests in the building today. You can choose the girls as you like."

Yin Xu strode in, picked an exquisite private seat and sat down. As soon as he sat down, a group of women surrounded him, all of them looked at him with eyes like hungry wolves.

When Huo Zhengquan was young, he was the dream lover of all the women in the capital. Even now that he has sons and daughters, he is still the object of everyone's admiration. Women in the land of fireworks often worship him as a god.

Yin Xu regretted coming here, what can he do here?Holding a woman and making fun of it?It was so boring.

With his physique, he doesn't even want to touch women, and now he is surrounded by women, full of yin, which makes him feel uncomfortable all over.

Sure enough, he still prefers the temperature like Teng Yu's, it's so warm, it makes people want to stick to him for twelve hours a day.

Of course, Yin Xu would not do such a price drop.

"Don't surround yourself with this young master, you'll be suffocated to death! Let's have a jug of wine first, and show off any talents you have. Is this how you entertain guests?"

The old bustard giggled and said, "Hey, my young master, we entertain guests based on our skills on the bed, and the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are just a supplement. What kind of things do you like, we have everything you can expect in Qimengge Yanshouhuanfei."

Yin Xu scanned around and ordered a handsome one to pour wine for him, "Okay, let's start."

The girl who was spotted ran over happily, and wanted to sit on Yin Xu's thigh according to the habit, but was pushed away by Yin Xu before her butt touched him, and he scolded with a dark face, "Stand up!"

The remaining beauties looked at him and knew that this young master was probably here to relieve boredom, so they tried their best, those who could play the piano, those who could play the flute, and those who could dance, hoping to be loved by the Huo family. Xiao Lang took a fancy to it.

Pedestrians who happened to pass by heard the sound of the piano in Qimeng Pavilion, and probed their brains, "It's just after the new year and it's lively. Hey, these nobles really have enough time."

Teng Yu changed into low-key casual clothes, and stood outside Qimeng Pavilion for a while. The girls who usually solicited customers at the door could not be seen now, and there were bursts of laughter from inside.

Teng Yu knew how ugly his face was without looking. He turned around and entered the opposite restaurant, sat down on the second floor by the window, and stared at the gate of Qimeng Pavilion.

Han Sen waved Xiao Er to serve tea, stood behind him and asked worriedly, "Your Highness, don't we go in?"

"What are you doing in there? Whoring with him?" Teng Yu snorted coldly, "I want to see how long he can stay inside!"

Han Sen shivered and mourned deeply for the Seventh Young Master.

When the lights came on, there were more guests in Butterfly Lane, and some guests entered Qimeng Pavilion one after another, but the noise inside became quieter.

Teng Yu asked people to serve wine, and he drank it glass by glass, but he didn't taste the wine until the end.

I don't know how long it took, there was a commotion in Qimeng Pavilion, followed by the sound of smashing tables and chairs, together with men's cursing and women's screams.

Seeing Teng Yu frowning, Han Sen quickly winked at the guard at the side and asked him to check the situation.

The guard came back in less than a cup of tea, "Your Highness, Huo Qiye is besieged by several men inside."

Teng Yu paused, and asked coldly, "So what?"

The guard glanced at Han Sen, saw him nodding to himself, and hurriedly said, "Qi Ye seems to have drunk a lot, those men seem to recognize him, and they scolded him very badly."

"Then let them scold him for a while, just to wake him up!" Teng Yu said through gritted teeth, and after a moment of silence, he confessed: "Go and watch him, and don't let him kill anyone. He has broken arms and legs. Just leave it alone."

"Yes." The guard left in a hurry. He felt that he understood His Highness's true intentions. His Highness must have asked him to help the Seventh Young Master beat someone, and by the way control the intensity of the beating.

Yin Xu came out today without a single guard. Teng Yu originally planned to arrange some hidden guards for him, but then he thought that this person has a lot of secrets, so he probably wouldn't like someone following him secretly.

Moreover, Teng Yu had an inexplicable confidence in him, if there was any trouble to find him, the unlucky one must be the other party.

The guard rushed into the Qimeng Pavilion in a hurry, and was about to show off his skills when he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

The huge hall was in a mess, the tables and chairs were broken all over the floor, the gorgeous girls were crowded in the corner, huddled together, and the men who were looking for trouble lay on the ground and wailed one by one.

The only person he was looking for was sitting on an undamaged chair in the entire lobby. There was a young man under his feet, and he asked leisurely, "Are you still playing?"

The guard couldn't help clapping his hands and applauding when he saw this scene. He just walked away for a while, but he didn't expect the Seventh Young Master to have already done it. No wonder His Highness looked indifferent.

He stepped over the obstacles on the ground and walked to Yin Xu, lowered his head and asked, "Seventh Young Master, it's a mess here, why don't you leave first, and your subordinates come down to deal with the aftermath?"

Yin Xu raised his head and glanced at him, wondering if he recognized him, he kicked the young man under his feet into the base of the wall, stood up and patted the hem of his clothes, "That's fine."

The guard hastily added: "The master is in the restaurant opposite, waiting for you to pass."

Yin Xu let out an "oh" and walked out with his head held high. It could be seen from his back that he was in a good mood.

When he was about to walk to the door, Yin Xu suddenly turned around, "Oh, I forgot to pay, and tomorrow I will bring the bill to the Third Prince's Mansion to ask for money, and I will say that the young master ordered it."

Hearing that it was someone from the third prince's residence, the bustard dared not come to ask for money, and said tremblingly: "Go slowly."

As soon as he left, the guard folded all the young men lying on the ground together, and hooked his fingers at the bustard, "Send a tortoise to these people's homes to let them claim it, and explain their evil deeds by the way." some."

"Yes Yes……"

"As for the broken tables and chairs here, you should know who to ask for compensation?"

"I know." The old bustard walked over with a smile on her face, the pearl hairpin on her hair fell off in half at some point, and she was a little embarrassed.

"That's good." The guard squatted down and patted the superimposed wounds one by one, "Everyone, you'd better keep your mouths shut, otherwise His Highness will be happy to wash your mouths."

Yin Xu walked out of the door and took a deep breath of air-conditioning, only then did he feel that his nose, which had been blocked for an hour, was unobstructed.