Fortunate Young Gentleman

A few months ago, Fang Xiaopang's uncle had said that he would go to Fang Mansion to inform him when he arrived in the capital.

Fang Hong was the chief examiner of the Lingzhou provincial examination. It was unreasonable for him not to visit Fang Mansion after he arrived in the capital.

In addition, Li Tianlan should also be informed, but he did not know where the Chu envoy was staying for the time being, and he had just arrived in the capital and went to visit the Chu envoy. If he was noticed by someone with ulterior motives, it would be a bit bad.

Tang Ning of Fang Mansion planned to wait until after the Lantern Festival before going. As for Li Tianlan, he would put it aside for the time being. Before leaving, Tang Yaojing's "loyal advice" was still echoing in his ears. Who knew if she had any eyes and ears in the capital? Going to see Li Tianlan, the thorn in her side, the next day after arriving in Beijing would be much more serious than being a playboy.

Tang Ning shook his head secretly. Xiaoyi, the wife, didn't say anything. Xiaoru, who was half a wife, didn't say that she was not allowed to know any messy women. She was just... a neighbor, it was too much for her to be nosy.

He gave the last jar of wine he had steamed on the road to the old beggar, walked out of the room, and walked downstairs. They arrived in Beijing very late yesterday, and just found an inn and paid for a day's accommodation.

The environment here is not bad, he plans to stay for another half a month.

At the counter downstairs, the waiter looked at him and said, "Sir, I'm so sorry, you only booked one day last night, and you didn't come to say hello in the morning. Those rooms have been reserved just now."

Although it was a bit troublesome to move things, it was indeed his negligence. Tang Ning thought about it and said, "Then change to another room."

The waiter looked at him, shook his head again and said, "Sorry, sir, our store is full today."

This inn was full, so they had to find another place.

Fortunately, the old beggar's entire luggage was a wine gourd. Peng Chen only had a few changes of clothes besides his knife. Tang Ning didn't have much stuff of his own, so he quickly packed up, checked out of the room, and walked out of the inn.

Jingshi is the capital, with a huge flow of people. People from all over the world gather here, so there are naturally many inns for people to stay overnight. It didn't take long before he saw another one.

Peng Chen walked in, walked out after a moment, shook his head, and said, "It's full."

Shangyuan is the most lively festival of the year, and it is also the year of the imperial examination. Students from all over the country gather in the capital, and it is common for inns to be tight. But they walked through several streets and all the inns were full, which was a bit unusual.

Especially seeing with their own eyes that an inn that just told them that it was full had several guests staying in it in a short period of time.

The old beggar held the wine gourd, took a sip of wine, smacked his lips and said, "Did you offend someone?"

Tang Ning looked at the bustling crowd on the street and whispered, "So soon?"

Peng Chen looked at him, his face darkened, and said, "I'll go ask them!"

"No need." Tang Ning waved his hand and said, "Let's go, let's go somewhere else."

After that, he turned around and went back.

Peng Chen followed him with his bag on his back.

The old beggar stuffed the wine gourd back, looked back in a certain direction, and then followed leisurely.

At the end of his sight, in a private room of a restaurant, a young man withdrew his sight from the window.

He glanced at the street below, then at the young man who was drinking in the private room, and asked, "Second Young Master, has that man offended you?"

The young man held a pretty woman in his left hand, drank a glass of wine, leaned over and kissed the woman, passed the wine in his mouth to her, and saw a blush on the woman's face. Then he picked up the wine glass again and said, "You don't have to worry about this. In short, don't let him stay in the capital comfortably."

The young man thought for a while, looked at him and asked, "What does the second young master mean?"

The young man's hand wandered over the woman's body, and said lightly, "Be careful and don't cause any deaths."

The young man smiled and said, "I understand."

...

The streets of the capital.

The old beggar looked up at the plaque of a luxurious attic, then looked at Tang Ning and asked, "Are you sure we want to live here?"

Looking at the three large gilded characters "Hongxiu Pavilion" on the plaque, Tang Ning was also a little unexpected.

He knew that the Tang family also had businesses in the capital, but he didn't expect that the rich man Tang, who looked thick-browed and big-eyed, was actually doing brothel business in the capital.

He was sure that Tang Yaoyao didn't know about this, otherwise she wouldn't have given him such a sign and reminded him not to mess around with other girls outside.

Or did she mean that he shouldn't mess around with other girls outside, and the girls in their brothel could have in-depth exchanges at will?

In any case, they walked on the streets of the capital for several hours and only saw this place with a clear mark of the Tang family. Tang Ning shook his head and said, "Let's go in and take a look."

When he stepped into this attic and looked inside, for a moment, he felt like he had stepped into another world.

There was a pleasant sound of stringed instruments surrounding his ears. On a high platform in the middle of the lobby, several women with enchanting figures were dancing to the music. Every movement was in line with the rhythm of the music. At first glance, it gave people an extreme sense of beauty.

They were all wearing very thin clothes, and their snow-white skin was faintly visible under the gauze-like clothes, sometimes revealing their belly buttons, or a small section of smooth skin...

Gudong.

Tang Ning noticed that Peng Chen swallowed softly and bent his body slightly.

The old beggar threw the wine gourd behind him and took it from his crotch in a very graceless manner. He turned to look at Tang Ning and said seriously, "Let's live here."

There were not many guests in the loft. Apart from the dancers above, there were only about a dozen of them. Judging from their clothing, they were all either rich or noble.

Compared with them, Tang Ning and the other three, especially the old beggar, seemed a little too different.

A man who looked like a shopkeeper walked over from inside, looked at the three of them in surprise, and finally landed on Tang Ning. He smiled and said, "Sir, please show me the jade sign."

Tangning looked at him and asked, "Jade plaque?"

The shopkeeper nodded and said: "Only those with the jade token given by this pavilion can enter this pavilion."

He looked at Tang Ning and others and said politely: "This pavilion is neither a brothel nor an inn. If you want to stay in a hotel or have fun, please go out and turn left."

Tangning raised her head and looked at the sign on a pillar in the attic again. She took out a wooden sign from her arms and said, "I don't have a jade sign. Can a wooden sign be okay?"

The logo here is the same as the one on the sign Tang Yaoji gave him, but what he wants is a jade sign. Is the sign in his hand useful?

The shopkeeper looked at the wooden sign in his hand, his body trembled, and he immediately asked: "Sir, can I show this sign to the villain?"

Tangning handed him the wooden sign casually.

The shopkeeper took the wooden sign, looked at it over and over for a while, then handed it to him and said, "Sir, wait a moment, I'll be back soon."

He trotted around the high platform and ran to the rear. He quickly ran out again, took the wooden sign from Tang Ning's hand again, and matched it with the other one in his hand.

The patterns on the edges of the two wooden plaques fit perfectly together, and together they are exactly the same as the patterns on the pillars in the pavilion.

The shopkeeper handed the wooden sign to Tang Ning, bowed and said respectfully, "I wonder what your orders are, Master?"

"It's not like there was any order." Tangning glanced at him in surprise, shook her head and said, "Do you have a place to stay here?"

The shopkeeper nodded without any hesitation and said respectfully: "Sir, please follow me."

He led Tang Ning and the three of them to the high platform, and Tang Ning discovered that the high platform extended from the stairs in the middle. There were steps on both sides that could go up to the second floor.

"Master, please follow me upstairs."

When Tangning and he walked upstairs, as soon as they stepped onto the steps, a voice came from behind them.

"Stop!" A young man stepped forward, looked at the shopkeeper, and asked, "Don't you allow guests to go up to the second floor of your Hongxiu Pavilion? What does this mean?"

The shopkeeper looked at him and explained: "Young Master, this young master is a distinguished guest of our Red Sleeve Pavilion..."

"Dignified guest?" The young man was startled when he heard this, and then said angrily: "He is your honored guest, but I am not your honored guest!"

Without waiting for the shopkeeper's answer, he strode up the steps, pointed at the woman dancing on the stage, and said angrily: "You said that the second floor is the girls' boudoir and no outsiders are allowed to enter. It turns out that they are just fooling people. You dare to fool me, let me tell you, not only do I want to go up there today, but I also want them to accompany me. One is not enough, I want ten!”

"Haha..." As soon as he finished speaking, a laugh came to his ears.

The young man turned around suddenly, pointed at the old beggar, and said angrily: "Why are you laughing!"

The old beggar looked at him with a look of ridicule on his face and said: "How can you pretend to be an expert in flowers when you are just a little boy?"

The young man was startled, and his face instantly turned blood red. He pointed at him and said in a trembling voice: "You, you don't want to spit on others!"

"I can tell from your face that your kidneys are not good." The old beggar looked at him, shook his head, and asked, "Young man, can't you get up... in the morning?"

The young man's body trembled, and his face turned from red to white and then to red...