Before the arrival of the No. 1 fresh, Changyuelou was considered a big shot in the catering industry in Peking City. He was famous for his luxury and was either rich or noble. If ordinary people dared to come in, they had to prepare to do their whole life to work for Changyuelou.

The welcomed guest obviously knew many powerful people. After seeing Zhu Gaoxu, he said, "Your Highness, please come in quickly, and you will keep the private room for you."

Zhu Gaoxu nodded, obviously proud of his special treatment in Changyue Tower.

As for Fang Xing, the guy didn't recognize him, thinking he was a young man from the Xun Qi family.

As soon as I entered, I woke up and saw the huge lobby.

It was noon, but the lobby was filled with seats. Fang Xing took a look and found that most of them were children of honor and relatives, as well as some children of civil servants and businessmen.

Businessmen must be low-key in such places, so when several wealthy merchants saw Fang Xing, they wanted to get close to the plan for the big market outside the city, but they didn't dare to speak at all.

This is the strict hierarchy that continued until the middle of the Ming Dynasty.

Most of those people recognized Zhu Gaoxu and stood up to say hello.

The guards who went upstairs to check came down and said, "Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness, is here too."

Zhu Gaoxu said disdainfully: "The third brother is interested in beauty and will not be able to achieve success!"

Go upstairs, the corridor on the second floor here is outside, and there is a large window on the side of the private room facing the lobby, so you can eat and watch the performance downstairs.

The room was decorated in luxury, Fang Xing just glanced at it and sat down.

"Select the food and drinks, and someone treats you today, so you can have more good dishes."

Zhu Gaoxu was as proud as a child. The guy glanced at Fang Xing and quickly went down to give instructions to the kitchen.

Fang Xing touched the table and said with emotion: "This table is made of good wood, is it worth it?"

Zhu Gaoxu was about to "sarcastically" Fang Xing's old hat, but saw someone raising his glass on the other side to invite him, but it was Zhu Gaosui, King Zhao.

"The third brother is really a ghost!"

Zhu Gaoxu waved his hand in disgust, saying that he didn't want to pay attention to him.

Zhu Gaosui didn't mind either, but just smiled at Fang Xing, with a feeling of red lips and white teeth.

"The third brother is getting whiter and whiter, and he looks more and more like a sissy!"

Although he was a mother, Zhu Gaoxu looked like a black charcoal head, and his five big and three thick ones were completely the embryo of a military general.

"It's Fuyang Marquis."

Fang Xing saw Li Maofang, and this guy was proudly bragging about something with Zhu Gaosui. It was probably business.

"A pair of yin people!"

Zhu Gaochi was yin by Zhu Gaosui many times, and he was so angry that his teeth were itchy.

When the wine and food came, most of them were stir-frying, but there was a plate filled with boiling water under each dish so that the dishes could keep warm and change as they were cold.

It's indeed luxurious!

With so many guests, how many people need to do this job!

The dishes are naturally mixed with water and land, but the recipe is somewhat closer to the freshest. It is obvious that someone has tried it, and the freshest ones I went to in Jinling.

"After eating the freshest meal, I am not happy to eat it here."

Zhu Gaoxu swept his eyes around, then lazily picked up a piece of mutton.

Fang Xing felt that it had a unique flavor. Few people in later generations had eaten in the same place for a long time. In terms of diet, the style that the people of the foodie empire adhered to was "loving the new and getting tired of the old".

"How do you think of this singing and dancing?"

A few women and musicians came to the lobby below.

The music started, and several women wearing gauze and faintly appeared in their bodies began to dance. Upstairs and downstairs, hormones suddenly splashed.

"Don't you twist your butt?"

Fang Xing was a little disappointed, and Zhu Gaochi said contemptuously: "No matter how cheap a private prostitute is, he will not twist his butt to please the guests!"

All right!

Fang Xing thought he was a local bun, but the women below just showed some hazy figures. After bent their bodies a few times, they could actually make the men's eyes shine and they wished they could rush up.

"Come up!"

At this time, a sharp voice on the second floor shouted, "Fang Xing didn't have to look at it, you just know that it was Li Maofang's silence."

A man who looked like a shopkeeper quickly went upstairs and went to Li Maofang's room. From Fang Xing's perspective, he could see that he was trying to persuade Li Maofang at first, and it seemed that the effect was good.

But after Zhu Gaosui suddenly said a few words, the man retreated with a smile.

Zhu Gaoxu looked at all this coldly and suddenly said, "Then Li Maofang likes to mess with women. Few women can last for half a month, and they will be disabled if they don't die."

Fang Xing looked at Li Maofang opposite him in disgust when he heard this, "Don't anyone care about his perverted thing?"

Zhu Gaoxu said carelessly: "My nephew has been deposed. Yongping said that she only has such a son in her life. If Li Maofang dies, who will give him the title of Fuyang Marquis? Unless it is given to her grandson immediately, she will cry for her mother."

Go to cry about Empress Xu's tomb?

Fang Xing immediately understood Zhu Di. With such a widow daughter, no matter how cruel he was, it would be difficult to deal with Li Maofang.

The man who looked like a shopkeeper went to the lobby downstairs, then picked one out of the middle of the women and prepared to deliver it to him.

Zhu Gaoxu glanced at the woman, drank a sip of wine and said, "This woman can't live for ten days!"

Because the capital was moved not long ago, the woman obviously had never heard of Li Maofang's reputation, and she actually walked up the stairs with a longing smile on her face.

Zhu Gaoxu said leisurely: "These women are full-time singing and dancing. If they have noble people, they have to sleep with them. When they are old, they will be driven to work behind them. If they can't do it, they will be driven out."

Is this guy luring me to take action?

Fang Xing knew Zhu Gaoxu’s intention, and he felt like a child that he was at a disadvantage in the matter of retreating from the vassal king, so he had to find it back.

What Zhu Gaoxu is most happy to see is that Fang Xing and Zhu Gaosui face each other.

Fang Xing smiled slightly, and then saw the dark cloud.

This woman has been covering her face with a fan, and is located next to Zhu Gaosui. Needless to say, she has seen this scene just now.

What does this woman want to do?

Su De died, and this woman actually had the intention to come here for dinner and entertainment. It can be seen that the most toxic woman's words are correct at all.

Fang Xing smiled at Zhu Gaoxu and said lightly: "No matter what, I can't watch this woman being dragged into a fire pit and burned to death. You can laugh at me for being pedantic or for being stupid, but please don't laugh at that poor woman!"

With determination in his words, Zhu Gaoxu felt very regretful and hurriedly said, "Fang Xing, I'm kidding, sit down quickly, I'll save that woman..."

But Fang Xing would not retreat once he decided. He smiled and picked up the wine pot...

"Master Fuyang, are you trying to bring this woman back to the mansion to kill? Shameless!"

Fang Xing turned around and saw Wuyun holding the window with both hands and shouting and cursing at his left.
Chapter completed!