Report to your majesty, the prince is courting death again

"Puff!"

Cheng Hu and An Jiancheng were enjoying the tea that Song Yuyan pushed over.

Upon hearing this, the two of them sprayed the tea in their mouths on each other's faces.

Then, the three people's eyes fell on Xu An's face.

Damn, don't go too far!

There are so many beauties, and you just open your mouth to take the pot?

You don't take us into consideration, right?

The smile on Song Yuyan's pretty face was slightly stiff at this time.

After these years of training, she believed that she had been able to stand on her own, but when facing Xu An, she suddenly found that the methods she used to deal with men didn't seem to work!

This guy is not a person who plays by the rules. I really don't know what's in his head!

It was hard to divert the topic outside, but as soon as he entered the backstage, he pulled it back again.

The little beauties in the room were also stunned, and their originally admiring eyes immediately became panic.

All included!

All the sisters included?

There are at least 20 or 30 sisters. Young Master Xu is not a good person.

"Ah!"

Then, a little beauty suddenly screamed and ran out of the room.

"Ahhh..."

Then, all the little beauties in the room ran out of the room in dismay.

Xu An was stunned when he saw this scene. What's going on?

I'm talking about things seriously. Can you not think wrongly?

"Hey, brother, this matter is a bit too much."

An Jianwen coughed dryly. It's okay to think about this kind of thing in your mind first, how can you say it directly.

"Well, it's too much, very much!"

Cheng Hu also criticized righteously, and Qin Huaiyu nodded vigorously, agreeing deeply.

"Looking for death!"

Wuxie's cold voice also came from outside the door.

Song Yuyan didn't speak, but her beautiful eyes stared at Xu An without blinking.

Silence is already an attitude!

Xu An: "..."

He was a little speechless and said: "Damn, as the most prodigal son in Kyoto, what's wrong with me keeping a bunch of beautiful girls? Can't I afford them?"

"Besides, that's not what I meant!"

"Heh! Are you sure?" Cheng Hu and An Jiancheng did not hesitate to discredit.

You love every beautiful girl you see, and now you say that's not what you meant?

What? You've become a good person!

Xu An glanced at Cheng Hu and An Jiancheng and almost couldn't help but give each of them a big slap.

Damn, what's wrong with you three today?

You're always contradicting me, right?

Do you think that by discrediting me, you will have a chance to get close to Song Yuyan? Have you asked me for my opinion?

Xu An said unhappily: "I'm sure, I didn't mean that when I said I wanted to keep them all, but I wanted to make them a brand... or a famous brand?"

"Well, or a star."

Cheng Hu and the other two looked at each other and were immediately confused.

What does it mean? I didn't understand!

The Song family is a family of merchants, and Song Hongyan was influenced by them. After a moment of hesitation, she roughly understood what Xu An meant.

Her beautiful eyes lit up.

It was almost impossible for her, a woman, and some of the people left by her father to take revenge for the family feud.

Take today's incident as an example. A playboy almost made them helpless.

But Xu An was different.

Although he looked unreliable, he was very capable, and even the current emperor relied on him very much.

The most important thing was that he had a good father!

A good father who controlled all military affairs in Kyoto could almost ensure that he was invincible.

Choosing to rely on Xu An was indeed a good idea, and he could even use Xu An's hand to find out the case of the Song family's extermination!

"Young Master Xu means... to gather all the girls in our brothel together and dress them up?"

Song Yuyan nodded, but soon shook her head: "But why? If it's just singing, it doesn't seem to be so troublesome, right?"

"I said, we want to create a brand."

Xu An put away his folding fan, winked at Song Yuyan and said: "Now the brothel singing is too small. Miss Song's voice should amaze the world."

Well, as for another way to open the voice, I will find a chance to try it again... He thought happily in his heart, but his eyes were fixed on Song Yuyan:

"So, I plan to give you a bigger stage."

"And the audience of this stage are the famous nobles, aristocratic families, and even... the emperor!"

Click!

The teacups in Cheng Hu and An Jiancheng's hands fell to the ground.

For the first time, Song Yuyan's pretty face showed shock. Even when she was facing Que Ying, her face did not change so much.

Emperor?

The emperor also wants to listen to music in a brothel?

You really dare to say anything!

"Brother, brother, don'tToo much."

Cheng Hu jumped up in shock, almost unable to resist covering Xu An's mouth: "I know you have a good relationship with His Majesty, but you can't mess around! You will kill us."

Take the emperor to the brothel to listen to music? Wouldn't those civil servants go crazy?

The Queen will kill them with her own hands.

Song Yuyan smiled bitterly, she also felt that this was impossible.

"I said, can you have some pursuits and dreams?"

Xu An glared at Cheng Hu and the others, and said: "Forget it, you are so shocked, now you just listen to me, don't disrupt me."

"My plan is this, first of all, we have to buy several large houses in the best location in Kyoto and expand and renovate them, so that at least thousands of people can be accommodated at one time, and build the Kyoto Grand Theater."

"Then, seats should be set up in the theater, divided into ordinary areas, VIP areas and other areas. "

"Miss Song and this group of beauties are all actors of the Kyoto Grand Theater. They just no longer sing songs, but sing in a different way."

"I call this singing style Peking Opera. I will write the script, and Miss Song will arrange the music."

"Our Kyoto Grand Theater is aimed at all the rich people in Kyoto."

"And what we want to make is the ticket money of these rich people. If you want to enter our Kyoto Grand Theater to listen to opera, you have to pay first and buy any seat in the venue before you can enter."

Xu An picked up the teacup on the table and moistened his throat before continuing: "And the charging standards for each area are different. First, in the ordinary area, we can set up six or seven hundred seats, and charge ten taels per seat."

"Then, each seat in the VIP area charges twenty taels."

"So, if it is full, how much money can you calculate for each show? "

Cheng Hu, An Jiancheng and others were stunned.

Then they calculated in their minds, and their eyes widened little by little!

Doesn't that mean... if the theater is full, they can make a steady profit of 20,000 to 30,000 taels per show?

This... this is simply robbing money with a sack!

Is there really such a good thing in the world?

"Young Master Xu's idea is very good, but the problem is..."

Song Yuyan was very clear-headed. She stared at Xu An with her beautiful eyes and said, "How can Young Master Xu guarantee that every show will be full?"