I climbed up the stairs excitedly and came to the second floor. I saw that there were many separated wing rooms on the second floor. Potted flowers were placed in front of each wing door. In front of the first wing door was a pot of fresh peonies. When Chen Ao looked at it, he could imagine that the person in the private room must be a plump beauty. As for the door of the second wing, there was a pot of wintersweet. The cold winter was not yet here, and the branches and leaves were withered, bare, and a little bleak. Chen Ao thought to himself, could the beauty in the second wing be a lonely and deserted beauty?

So what flowers should be placed in front of Qi Niang’s door?

A maid Yingying came towards Chen Aofu, and asked, "I wonder which girl the young master is looking for?"

Chen Ao shook the fan and said, "Look for Miss Zhenzhen."

The maid smiled and turned around and said, "Young Master, come with me."

After passing the corridor, he walked in front of a door of a wing room. Chen Ao noticed that there was a pot of chrysanthemums in front of the door, and thought to himself: "What does chrysanthemum mean? Could it be a bit of a kimono? The chrysanthemums in the mountains are blooming, um... This joke is a bit disgusting."

The wing room was very elegant, divided into inner and outer rooms, separated by a bead curtain, and the red candle on the table swayed, making the maid's face red.

The maid turned around and said to Chen Ao: "Young Master Chen, it is not easy to meet Miss Zhenzhen. You have to pass two tests."

Is this ** or guessing riddles, and it still needs to be tested?

Chen Aohu said with a face: "What kind of test is there, you say it is."

The maid glanced at him and said that Chen Ao's appearance was pretty good. This tailored Confucian shirt, coupled with exquisite facial features and confident smile, turned into a beautiful boy. The maid smiled when Chen Ao said with a stern face and said, "The first test is simple, please introduce yourself to me."

"I introduce myself? My surname is Chen, and my name is Ao. Is this OK?"

This time it was the little maid who had a stern face and said, "Of course not. The young master has to tell you his strengths. Is he able to write poetry or painting? Even if he is not good at it, he can catch chess."

Chen Ao looked up at the beam of the room, my god, it turns out that ** also has to learn craftsmanship. Is the flower restaurant a brothel? It's so annoying that they have to pull out their boss and beat him up to relieve their hatred.

He pondered for a moment, stood and shook the fan and said, "Is this young man handsome and extraordinary, and his face is as good as a jade? "

If it were others, they would naturally show their best side, and humility was naturally necessary. After all, most of them were scholars. No matter how handsome they were, they would not be able to show their appearance. When they were talking about their own strengths, they would at most say that they had read some books and understood some poetry. Who knew that Chen Ao was too thick-skinned and felt too good about himself. While talking, his breasts seemed to be three-pointed, making him look as if he was handsome.

The little maid smiled again, deliberately glared at Chen Ao, and said, "Young Master is really thick-skinned."

Chen Ao said with confidence: "It's not that I am thick-skinned, but that you don't know how to appreciate it. OK! The first test I passed, and the second one."

The little maid stared at him: "Who said that it was passed? I should say this." She laughed again and whispered: "Okay, even if you passed it; for this second test, you must take out an antique and give it to my lady for appreciation."

"Anti-drama? Still enjoying it?" Chen Ao remembered that he was here to send out the running script, but this running script cannot be taken out now, and he has to give it to Zhenzhen in person.

With that, Chen Ao touched the treasure bag and took out the agate ring he bought from Eunuch Cao. This ring was very valuable and cost Chen Ao ten cents.

Chen Ao was heartbroken and reluctantly handed the agate ring to the palm of his maid's hand. He took the opportunity to have a handful of oil and reluctantly said: "Miss Zhenzhen has finished appreciating it. You must remember to return it to me. This is my heirloom. I will leave it to my wife in the future. When my wife gives birth to a son for me, she will leave it to my daughter-in-law, and in the future..."

The little maid looked at Chen Ao and shouted, "Young Master, can you talk less? This is the rule of my lady. Send the antique over there. If my lady guesses its origin, the ring will belong to my lady. As for your son, the lady will not see you. Unless your antique is of extremely special origin, my lady cannot guess that this antique will be returned to the original owner, and my lady will only see you."

Chen Ao was confused when he heard it. Oh, he gave the ring to her lady. If the lady saw the origin of the ring, she would put it away and she had to sweep herself out!

What is this rule? Black shops, broad daylight... No, under the full moon, are there such black shops?

Is this still a **? It’s obviously someone is prostituted.

However, Miss Zhenzhen also appraised treasures, which also aroused Chen Ao's competitive spirit. The origin of this agate ring is also unusual, so let her guess. If she guessed it, Chen Ao would be willing to accept the loss.

Chen Ao nodded to the little maid and smiled, "Okay, you can show it to your lady."

The little maid turned her body and rolled up the bead curtain and entered the inner room.

Chen Ao then understood why most of the young men and husbands were upset and downstairs. These people were miserable enough. He thought they just didn't raise the tribute, but they probably hadn't even seen Miss Zhenzhen before. It was so desolate! What a tragedy!

Chen Ao didn't seem restrained, and sat down in the small hall with his legs raised, humming a song: "The lilac laughed and spoke in a very soft voice, and said that I had never been used to it. The clouds and rain were not harmonious, and it was long been blown away by the east wind. It was so thin that the sky didn't care..."

The tune is Chen Ao applied to the Farewell My Concubine of the Later generations. As for the lyrics, it is something else. It is said that in a brothel, a young and beautiful prostitute smirked, sticking out her tongue and whispered in her ear: I am still a red flower girl who has not been "deflowered". Wait a while, don't be so crazy, I can't stand it! It's so lewd. Although I don't know who did it, Chen Ao likes it very much.

After waiting for a long time, no one came out of the inner room. Chen Ao couldn't sit still. He stood up and walked to the bead curtain with a fan bone to pick the bead curtain. Suddenly, the little maid walked out and saw Chen Ao's actions, and immediately said with a face: "You are so brave. You can't enter the inner room at will."

Chen Ao said with confidence: "I am here to visit a prostitute, so I am not allowed to enter the house? That's how you open the door to do business?" He asked back, and saw that the little maid did not bring out the agate ring, and then asked again: "Where is my ring."

The little maid said, "My lady has guessed its origin." As she said this, she looked at Chen Ao provocatively and said, "This ring was produced in the mid-Tang Dynasty and should have been brought by Dashi merchants, right?"

Although the little maid said it simply, it was just a word. Chen Ao was slightly stunned and had to nod and said, "This is nothing wrong."

The maid crossed her hands and said, "Okay, since my lady has guessed its origin, this ring belongs to my lady. As for the young master, please go back." She was obviously used to such scenes and was very rude to Chen Ao. She changed her face faster than turning a book.

So shameless, Chen Ao suddenly felt that he was too thin and too upright. He couldn't say what the little maid was so righteous. He took someone's treasure and even drove him out. Is she a robber?

No, rings are trivial matters, face is too important, you can’t give in.

Chen Ao smiled and said, "Slowly, it's unfair. If you want to appraise treasures, you should learn from two people. Your lady has taken my ring, and I should also learn from your lady's treasures."

The maid said, "My lady doesn't have this free time. You leave quickly, otherwise I will ask someone to drive him away."

Chen Ao suddenly became angry: "Driving people? Try it out; unfairness means unfairness. If you have the ability to ask your lady to come out, I will compete with her. Her three-legged cat skills will dare to fool people, so that she can see the power of a real treasure appraisal expert."

The maid said, "My lady has no time to pay attention to you."

Chen Ao shouted: "Miss Zhenzhen, this treasure appraisal expert wants to be a part of your favor. You are cheating, you are a scoundrel..."

Halfway through the words, someone inside sighed and a particularly nice voice came out: "Huan'er, teach Mr. Chen to come in."

The King of Hell is easy to mess with, the little ghost is difficult to deal with, and the lady has a little better temper. As for this girl...
Chapter completed!