From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

"Boss, Mr. Zhou is really talented. He made these little girls cry."

On the balcony on the third floor, a strong man was shocked.

Ye Qingying was wearing men's clothes and gritted her teeth and said, "Shut up, I've told you so many times, call me brother here!"

The strong man hurriedly said, "Yes, brother, Mr. Zhou is really..."

"No need for you to emphasize!"

Ye Qingying's face was not good, and she said coldly, "What's wrong with being talented? Should talented people come to this kind of place? He is a son-in-law, what does he do to Miss Zhao?"

She curled her lips and then said, "A guest in the curtain? Ha! Be careful not to lose your life!"

The strong man glared and said, "Boss, you mean, the Fairy of Flowers is actually..."

Ye Qingying kicked him angrily, "I told you not to call me boss, I can't take you on this kind of mission in the future, it's too stupid."

The strong man scratched his head awkwardly and said, "What should we do now?"

Ye Qingying frowned and whispered, "It's good to have Zhou Yuan to attract attention, come with me."

Naturally, no one noticed the disappearance of the two. At this moment, the eyes of the entire Baihua Pavilion were focused on Zhou Yuan.

Fairy Baihua finally adjusted her state, bowed slightly to Zhou Yuan, and said softly: "Young Master, your words are dense and beautiful, sparse and fluent, which can fill my heart and soul."

"If you don't mind, please come to the attic and chat with me, and talk about poetry and words."

Zhou Yuan was actually not interested in poetry, but he could go into other things in detail.

But as expected, a loud shout rang out: "Wait!"

A young scholar stood up and said slowly: "Young Master Zhou, as far as I know, you are the son-in-law of the Tongpan family. You just got married yesterday, and today you are involved in a murder case. You come here to deceive Fairy Baihua at night. Isn't it too much?"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the scene.

These days, son-in-laws are rare. It is almost common knowledge that Zhao Jianjia married a son-in-law, but it was unexpected that the person in front of him was Zhou Yuan.

"A man involved in a murder case, still comes here to have fun?"

"Baihua Fairy has been fooled by you, we will not sit idly by!"

First, the henchmen came out to warm up the atmosphere.

Then Liu Zhe finally spoke: "Mr. Zhou, you are Miss Zhao's son-in-law, it is not appropriate to come here, right?"

Zhou Yuan couldn't help but feel distressed.

Not for himself, but for the idiot in front of him.

Your brothers have stirred up the atmosphere for you, and you just said this? It's too harmless.

Zhou Yuan chuckled and said: "To have fun here, you either spend money or rely on talent. I have both, so why can't I come?"

"Does Baihua Pavilion only receive big figures like Mr. Liu, and not us, the son-in-laws of merchants?"

To be honest, merchants and son-in-laws have nothing to do with each other, but Zhou Yuan's words brought many people together.

After all, Liu Zhe couldn't buy off everyone, he just invited more than a dozen relatively important supporting actors.

There were many discussions at the scene, and it was obvious that they were dissatisfied with Liu Zhe's words.

Liu Zhe also reacted and said immediately: "Anyone can come here, but the suspect cannot. This young master should notify the government to arrest you."

Zhou Yuan knew very well that with his current status and power, he could never compare with Liu Zhe.

But he didn't expect that this pig was so stupid that he dared to use this as a knife without knowing the basic facts of the case.

Zhou Yuan clasped his fists to everyone and said: "My friends may not know the facts of today's case, but the sisters of Baihua Pavilion should understand that Xiaoyue of Zuichunlou and I have an old relationship. It is really painful to be killed by someone. Today..."

"Today, the young master dared to do it and spent money to bury Xiaoyue. It has spread among our sisters."

Siyu plucked up the courage and shouted loudly.

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the girls around couldn't help but respond.

"Yes, Mr. Zhou, the sisters know you are a good man."

"We brothel girls have a short life, and it would be a blessing if there is a good man to bury us."

"I know Xiaoyue. When I was in Zuichunlou before, this girl brought me food."

"Sir, thank you for burying Xiaoyue..."

The Hundred Flowers Pavilion was noisy, and Liu Zhe was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that this case could make Zhou Yuan sympathize.

And Zhou Yuan knew all this very well. Women in this era had a low status, not to mention brothel girls.

They were all in the same circle. Xiaoyue's pain was a tragedy.

But although Zhou Yuan had already married into the family, he boldly admitted this relationship in front of his father-in-law and wife, and spent money to bury her.

Brothel girls value money and love, and they all hope to find a good man, so of course they will be moved by such a thing.

Fairy Baihua didn't expect that the man in front of her was Zhou Yuan, who was famous in the brothel circle.

For a whileAt that moment, she smiled more and her voice became gentler: "Mr. Zhou, please come and have a chat with me."

"I am in the attic, waiting for you."

She bowed again, with a little more respect in her eyes, and then went upstairs.

Zhou Yuan couldn't help laughing. The ancient times were good, and you could make a living by learning. If you were in your previous life, you would be scolded as a psychopath if you recited poems in entertainment venues.

"Well done, I will come to you next time."

He threw five taels of silver to Si Yu and gently touched her face, which made Si Yu's eyes full of affection and her legs weak.

"Mr. Zhou must come!"

Zhou Yuan smiled and followed the maid upstairs.

Soon, they arrived at an exquisite private room.

The room was not big, but it was fresh and elegant, with ingenuity. The screen was a unique landscape painting, and the incense burner on the table had a faint smell.

From the room, it can be seen that the Fairy of Flowers really likes to write poetry, which is something that cannot be faked.

"Sir, is the painting on the screen pleasing to the eye?"

Accompanied by a clear voice, the Fairy of Flowers, who changed into a set of clothes, walked in, graceful and elegant, less deliberate and charming than before, and more quiet and elegant.

She wore a goose yellow long skirt, a small waistcoat, long hair to the waist, and a slightly red face, and bowed to Zhou Yuan.

From a close distance, this courtesan was even more beautiful, with impeccable facial features, and her eyes seemed to be full of affection, as if with resentment.

Zhou Yuan certainly guessed that this was painted by her, but she didn't come here to flatter, she needed to show her own difference to win her heart.

"This painting... is very good. There are no flaws in the strokes, rubbings, dyeing, cracks, and dots. The shape is handsome, and the elegance is calm, but..."

Speaking of this, he smiled and asked: "Who painted this painting?"

The Fairy of Flowers was eager to ask: "Sir, but what?"

Zhou Yuan said: "But there is no heavy ink between the mountains and rivers, lacking the meaning of opening and closing, lacking the sense of grandeur, but instead the melancholy is lingering, and the true meaning is not found."

The Fairy of Flowers' face darkened, and she sighed faintly: "Sir, you have a unique vision, and I am ashamed of myself."

She quickly took out a piece of calligraphy from the table and whispered: "Sir, please look."

Zhou Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, still a little surprised in his heart. It is really not easy for a brothel girl to practice calligraphy to this level.

He nodded and said, "The calligraphy is better than the painting. The small regular script is very delicate and sharp. Every stroke is sharp and sharp."

The Fairy of Flowers smiled and said softly, "Sir, my name is Cai Ni. Thank you for the compliment."

Cai Ni must be the Fairy of Flowers' maiden name. This is a gesture of goodwill.

Zhou Yuan said slowly, "Zhou Yuan, my courtesy name is Ziyi. I am very happy to meet Miss Cai Ni."

Cai Ni smiled slightly, but her face was red: "Sir, what kind of person do you think Cai Ni is?"

This question may determine the tone of tonight.

If the answer is to your liking, you can talk all night.

If the answer is a surprise, you can sleep all night.

If the answer is not satisfactory, I am afraid she will be sent away.

Which one should I choose?

Zhou Yuan thought about it and it would definitely not work to be sent away. It would be difficult to report without getting paid.

Being able to sleep... who doesn't want to sleep? It's a pity that in the current state, the family is in a mess, and I haven't stood up yet. Sleeping will only cause trouble.

Forget it, just give an answer that suits your taste.

Zhou Yuan smiled and said, "Who is it? In my opinion, Miss Cai Ni is very beautiful, very gentle, very loyal, and more talented."

Cai Ni was a little disappointed and whispered, "Is that all?"

Zhou Yuan shook his head and said, "But according to the calligraphy and painting, Miss Cai Ni should have other skills, but she has nowhere to display her skills. I'm afraid it's because of her life experience?"

Cai Ni's face changed drastically, and she stood up suddenly. Suddenly, she felt that she was a little out of control. She smiled bitterly and sat down slowly.

She looked at Zhou Yuan with a somewhat obsessed look and murmured, "Young Master, Young Master is Cai Ni's destined person."

Seeing her like this, Zhou Yuan secretly thought it was bad, and he might have given the other party a surprise.

Please, which brothel girl is not burdened by her past? I am just making it up, you don't have to take it personally.

But it seems too late, Cai Ni is already breathing out: "Sir, are you willing to... spend a good night with Cai Ni?"