Duan Mingyu looked in the direction of Zhao Feng's finger. In the distance, there was a gorgeous pavilion, which was four floors high, with colorful flags flying and lanterns hanging high, bright and magnificent. Before he got close, he could hear the laughter of men and the giggles of girls.

Although Zhao Yun was not a regular visitor here, he also found a route and did not want Lin Wanrong to lead the way. He crossed him and rushed straight to the gate of Cuiyun Pavilion.

"Oh, Lord Zhao, you're here." The enthusiastic madam twisted his fat figure and leaned over to Zhao Yuan and said loudly, with a charming look almost made Duan Mingyu vomit all the food. This mother from the Tang Dynasty was really far from that time. Compared with the entertainment venues he experienced, Lin Wanrong looked at the madam's mother's figure and face, and the grade was much higher than that of Cuiyun Pavilion.

But think about it carefully, probably in this era, if there is such a large-scale and popular brothel, it is one of the best in this not very prosperous Chenzhou City.

What surprised Duan Mingyu even more was that Zhao Feng actually touched the madam's butt without any hesitation and said, "Sister Zhang, you miss me to death."

"Oh, my Lord Zhao, why haven't you come to see my sister for so long?" Sister Zhang replied with a smile.

It’s really hard to tell. A person who looks so honest is not only educated, but also can lead troops to fight. Moreover, he is extremely skilled in playing these things.

Zhao Qing smiled and pinched the madam's buttocks a few times and said, "These days of wars are urgent and are plagued by official duties, but I never thought of neglecting my sister. It is really my fault." Lord Zhao Qing joked with the madam unscrupulously. His eyes were really a little joy, and he seemed to have some preference for the old woman.

It turns out that this little brat Zhao Lu likes this, Duan Mingyu smiled sinisterly.

Zhao Yuan and the madam teased for a while, and finally Zhao Yuan threw the white silver on the madam's white chest. The madam smiled and said, "Thank you for your reward. The girls upstairs and downstairs, Lord Zhao is here, serve Lord Zhao well."

Lord Zhao walked forward proudly into the gate of Cuiyun Pavilion, and then said to Duan Mingyu who was stunned behind him: "How about it, Brother Mingyu, learn more. For women, as long as you have money, you can have as much as you want. Whoever is dissatisfied will smash her with the money and lie down."

Zhao Feng was so proud that he had forgotten that the beautiful and elegant gentleman seemed to be unable to smash the money to his money.

"Brother Zhao said very well, but judging from Lord Zhao's technique, it seems that it is not the first time I can practice it." Duan Mingyu looked like he was taught, but he was smiling in his heart. Do you still need to teach this? I can kill you, Lord Zhao after I pile up my money.

Zhao Lu's face suddenly turned red, "This, I am here, I am a brother... Then, I just can't refuse it sometimes and just act like a show. Yes, it's just a show like a show."

Although Zhao Feng was not as good as Duan Mingyu when he wrote articles and wrote poems, he seemed to think that he was better than Duan Mingyu in the happy way of this brothel, and finally got his face back.

From beginning to end, the madams and girls in the yard didn't look at Duan Mingyu in person.

In this kind of welcoming and seeing off, they had already developed a pair of golden eyes. What a great official, Lord Zhao, the top leader of Chenzhou. Duan Mingyu is just Zhao's follower. They never look at him directly. The remaining food at the owner's population is the turn of follower.

Although it was just beginning to night, there were many guests coming to Cuiyun Pavilion. The building was full of bells and gambled with the guests, and their white chests and thighs made people's eyes hurt. Even though Duan Mingyu had been through this for a long time, it was the first time this brothel came. It was a very strange thing to look around for a while.

However, the beauty of girls in the flesh and blood business is only average. I guess the so-called simplified prostitutes who sell their skills but not their bodies are the real top-notch ones.

As for the girls in this yard, although they were dressed in revealing clothes, their appearance was still unattracted by Duan Mingyu.

Wan Yanyan, Cheng Junyu, Li Yuying, who is not a national beauty, is Zhaoniang, who is eleven or twelve years old, and she will probably be a rare beauty in the future.

At this time, Zhao Qing was groping in the arms of the two girls on both sides with their hands. Seeing Duan Mingyu standing quietly beside him, looking like a smile, Zhao Qing said strangely: "Brother Mingyu, don't you like the girls here? Oh, don't worry about money, you come out with me to prostitute - Oh, look for inspiration, of course I will cover all the fees." Although Zhao Qing didn't have any ink, it was quite good for people close to friends.

Duan Mingyu laughed and said, "Mr. Zhao, you'll be happy. I'm not used to it."

Just kidding, there is no Durex here, who knows if these ladies have any AIDS? Besides, they don’t have any appetite for him.

Guo Wuchang was silent. After a long time, he suddenly clapped his hands and said, "I understand, Brother Mingyu, are you still a boy? Haha, no wonder you are so nervous. It doesn't matter. When I choose two products for you, I will ensure that you enter the *** and you will never want to come out again."

"Young Master, you are so bad." A slightly plump girl on the left of Zhao Lu twisted in his arms and looked at Duan Mingyu with spring. It was obvious that she had noticed this handsome scholar with a strong and masculine taste.

"What, what did you say? Dare to say that this top scholar is a boy? Brother Zhao must not underestimate me. I am already a family member!" Duan Mingyu said angrily.

"Oh, I have a wife, I'm not a boy! That's easy to do." Zhao Feng said with a wicked smile.

Under Zhao Yuan's repeated requests, Duan Mingyu, the experienced "boy chicken", had to sit down reluctantly.

Zhao Lu was very enthusiastic and called two experienced girls for Duan Mingyu, barely considered to be of medium form.

Duan Mingyu is a three-good young man who advocates saving and opposes waste. Since he bought the clock, he can't waste it. Besides, although these two girls are not very beautiful, they still have a good figure. As long as they don't go to bed, they can only touch them.
Chapter completed!