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Chapter 98: One Night Hundred Times Mother

On the Wansui Mountain, the breeze blows by, and the gardens not far away are rustling. The sky is getting late, and the gurgling sound of the stream is heard. Accompanied by the cries of cranes, the pink palace lanterns shine brightly on the pavilion on the hillside.

After Zhao Ji finished his last stroke, he picked up the stroke and sighed. He looked at his newly completed painting seriously. He couldn't help but say, "Okay, okay, this painting should be able to compete with that man. Yang Jian, come and let the painting dry. In two days, Ziheng send it."

Yang Jian, who was standing beside him, smiled respectfully and said, "Your Majesty, it's night, should you go back to the bedroom?"

Zhao Ji was excited and smiled slightly, saying, "What's the matter with you, a servant? I don't want to go back to the palace. I'll have a headache when I see those memorials."

Yang Jian stopped talking. Although the officials did not make any statement at the court meeting, the officials in the court still did not give up. The memorials of Chen Ao were flying all over the sky. The officials came to Wansui Mountain today to hide from leisure.

But the official family must not refuse to return to the palace. After all, several empresses are waiting! Yang Jian doesn't take the official family back, just because he is afraid that the empresses will not follow him.

However, Yang Jian just stood up and stopped persuading him. If he persuaded him too much, he would cause trouble for the officials.

When Zhao Ji remembered the memorial, he couldn't help but say, "That Chen Ao is interesting. I wonder if he has given the running script to Zhenzhen now."

Yang Jian laughed: "Your Majesty, Miss Zhenzhen's temperament is afraid Chen Ao can't stand it."

Zhao Ji smiled and said, "Chen Ao is a wonderful person, and Zhenzhen is also a wonderful person. I just want to see what the situation is like when they collide with each other. Zhenzhen pleases me, so I will give Zhenzhen a talented person who appraised treasures."

Yang Jian said respectfully: "How can Your Majesty see that Chen Ao knows the art of treasure appraisal?"

Zhao Ji smiled: "When I first met him, he did not look at me, but his eyes fell on my fan. With just a quick glance, he must have seen that this fan is extraordinary; such a person must be familiar with antiques; Yang Jian, think about Zhou Zheng and Zhou Ao, if he meets others, is he the same as Shen Ao?"

Yang Jian laughed: "Your Majesty said this, and I remembered a joke. One day, Duke Zhou went to see an official. At first glance, he smiled and said yes. The official was suddenly overjoyed and hurriedly said, "What kind of virtue is the right person? Where can I match the word "The Grandpa"? Who knew that Duke Zhou was fascinated, but he even said a few good words. The eyes were staring at the official without even blinking. The official suddenly became weak and didn't know what the Duke meant. When he came to his senses, he saw Duke come step by step, and his eyes were, haha, official The servants couldn't say it. In the words of the people, they just mistook each other and saw the good friend. The official retreated repeatedly, thinking to himself, should the official call out twice like this? After all, he is a scholar, and even a Duke cannot be humiliated. The official was about to call, but he knew that the Duke had already bullied himself, and he used one hand to lift the official's clothes. The official's face turned pale and complained in his heart. Unexpectedly, the Duke pulled off a piece of jade from his waist, stroked the jade gently, and kept saying: OK, great, brother, this is probably the ancient jade from the pre-Qin period."

Halfway through Yang Jian's speech, Zhao Ji was already laughing. After Yang Jian finished speaking, Zhao Ji stroked his hands and said, "Zhou Aiqing has a good character, but he is too stupid. This is difficult for him. In order to collect antiques, he really ignores anything. Go to Curry in a few days to pick some treasures and give it to him."

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Chen Ao entered the flower garden and saw that it was very calm inside and the fan could no longer shake. Wow, was it wrong? When I looked left and right, there was no beauty who could come out to welcome guests. I called her husband on the left and the official on the right. Not to mention the pink and black, there was not even the chalk scrap. All the running scripts and paintings on the four walls, and porcelain vases and antiques.

There weren't a woman who saw each other, but there were many men downstairs, sitting upright without saying a word.

Is there such a brothel? It's really surprising. Chen Ao put away his fan and his eyes fell on a young man. The young man also held a fan and waved his fan with a suave look. His facial features were pretty good, but there seemed to be a little more beans on his cheeks.

Chen Ao went over and smiled kindly and said, "Young Master, is this a flower garden?"

The young master glanced at Chen Ao, with a fan, and mocked him: "This is not a flower garden, where else is this Bianjing City?"

Chen Ao was very embarrassed. Xunhuan was really embarrassed to find that he was despised. He was about to continue asking, but the young master saw Chen Ao's thoughts first, hooked his fingers, and said, "Is this my first time here with me?"

"Yes, yes..." Chen Ao smiled and hid his inner embarrassment. Haha, it was the first time. Although it was a bit embarrassing, didn't everyone come from the first time?

Once you are born, second to be familiar!

The young master coughed, looked like an old man, and raised his airs and said, "No wonder, this flower restaurant is different from other brothels; you have to sit down first, you have to line up."

Khan, it turned out that he had to queue up. The young master happened to be in the last seat. Chen Ao sat under him and asked, "Look, do you have to queue up too?"

The young master said with an airsman: "It's not the case. If you want to meet the old lady, the third lady, the fourth lady, etc., then there is no need; but if you want to meet the second lady and the seventh lady, you have to queue up."

"Oh." So that's it, Chen Ao understood!

The business is booming! Sweat, this is too much. Er Niang and Qi Niang are not very miserable. They have to take so many customers every day, and one comes in and another. How can they resist it?

It seems that if such a girl is famous, she will be very tired.

Chen Ao raised his eyes and there were more than a dozen guests waiting in the chair. Even if it was ten minutes at a time, he would have to wait for at least an hour while dressing and taking off his clothes. He was immediately bored. Chen Ao looked down on these famous prostitutes, but at least he did physical work, his labor was glorious, and he did not violate the law.

But men lined up one by one, and some kind of mixture of sweat stains and saliva mixed with all the seductive body. Sweat, Chen Ao felt a little disgusted. His views were too correct and he could not accept such a trendy thing.

This time, the young master couldn't see Chen Ao's thoughts, and he looked proud and said, "Brother, there are only a dozen people today. In the past, especially on the day of Xunxi, there were at least hundreds of people who came here to queue up. Fortunately, it would be good to have a seat. The rest of the people who are princes or ministers must stand honestly. You came today with a coincidence, at least you don't have to wait too long."

Wow... Chen Ao was shocked. He was a hundred times a night. This Zhenzhen was too dedicated. The fighting cock among the hens and the model worker in the brothel.

It can be imagined that those satisfied officials carrying their pants and humming small songs came out of it, and Miss Zhenzhen was sweating all over her body, and she was still fighting tirelessly on the front line...

Chen Ao suddenly stopped his imagination, and then thought, wouldn't Wang Xianggong be so unfair? This cuckold seems to have a little more, not a few thousand, or at least hundreds. It seems that Wang Xianggong has a strong taste, and on the surface he is gentle, but he is still very dirty in his heart. He is probably a guy who likes to light candles and ropes.

Originally, Chen Ao wanted to use Wang Xianggong's clothes to wear, but now he saw that the clothes had been sold for thousands of times. Forget it, it would be better if he didn't wear them. Chen Ao is not a promiscuous person.

Chen Ao felt that he suddenly became Liu Xiahui. He straightened his body, looked at his nose and his heart, and silently recited in his heart: "From is emptiness, emptiness is color, in the middle of the night, the embankment willows..."

After a while, a person came down from the stairs. The man shook his head in annoyance, sighed, and left in a hurry. Then a guest sitting in the front row suddenly showed joy and hurriedly went upstairs.

It seems that these guests have a good understanding and are very regular. They are indeed high-end brothels, which are different from ordinary ones.

But why are the guests who went downstairs so upset? Could it be that they stand up but not lifted, lifted but not firm, firm but not hard, and hard but not long?

Khan, there are no old military doctors in this era, how can this make the people erotic?

After waiting for a long time, the guests in front of him went up one by one, but most of them came down in annoyance. Chen Ao was happy: "Little guy, if you can't do it, you'll come to have sex with X."

Finally, I waited for the previous young master. The young master smiled and said to Chen Ao: "Brother, I will go upstairs to meet Qi Niang first. Please wait, haha, I will come down again in an hour."

"One hour, do you think you are European and American?" Chen Ao cursed in his heart, and kept a smile on his face, "Young master is really capable. Even for two hours, I am willing to wait here."

The young man smiled proudly and went upstairs with his fan.

As a result, less than half an incense stick, the young master walked down dejectedly, Chen Ao greeted him and asked, "Young Master, why is it so fast?"

The young master sighed and said, "Qian Niang is so amazing. Brother, you must be careful and take a step first." After that, he left hurriedly.

Too powerful? Chen Ao took a breath, and he wanted to know how powerful this Qi Niang was.

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Chapter completed!
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