"Vulgar!"

Someone scolded, and the voice was crisp, attracting the people around to look at it frequently.

The person who spoke was also a white-robed man, sitting in a private room on the second floor.

Zhu Cihong was far away, and only saw that the other party was a little white face, wearing a Lingyun scarf, and his specific appearance could not be seen clearly.

Seeing everyone's eyes, the boy frowned, coughed lightly and said: "I heard that Meixianglou is a place where talented people gather, why has it become so unbearable now, doing this fly camp dog thing!" ”

Immediately, someone coaxed: "What kind of, as the saying goes, talented and beautiful, what do you play without a beautiful woman!" ”

Zhu Cihong suddenly felt that the voice was a little familiar, and when he looked for the sound, it was Wang Wannian, the Marquis of Anping!

After Wang Wannian was awarded the title of marquis, he settled in Nanjing, and after handing over the military power, he did not care about anything, and spent his days by the Qinhuai River.

At this time, Wang Wannian was dressed simply, and there were a few dog-like retinues around him, and he did not pose as a marquis.

But he was holding a black girl in his arms, and he seemed to be having a good time......

At this time, the private life of the Ming officials was quite comfortable, and some romantic affairs became a topic of bragging among colleagues, as long as it was not bumped into the muzzle, not too much, Zhu Cihong would not be nosy.

History proves that officials are under high pressure, not necessarily a good thing, the diligent Emperor Chongzhen had exerted high pressure on the style of officials, but the result was useless, but made the officials dissatisfied in their hearts, and they were sluggish.

"Vulgar people!"

The white-robed boy snorted coldly, and seemed to glance at Wang Wannian, seeing him holding the black girl in his arms, he felt that this person was unreasonable.

Mei Xianglou's old mother naturally didn't want any customers to quarrel here and affect the business, so she immediately shouted: "Please Miss Ling!" ”

The musicians behind the central curtain began to play, and a group of pretty dancers slowly walked out and danced on the small stage in the middle.

Soon, a wonderful figure quietly walked out, she was wearing a long white dress, and inside was a big red coat with bumps......

The well-dressed spirit girl came with a burst of extremely elegant fragrance, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world.

Of course, Zhu Cihong can't smell it.

"I've seen all of you!"

The spirit girl had a slight smile on her face, and her long eyelashes blinking and blinking, which was intoxicating, and she was obviously professionally trained.

For a while, the young and old talents in the building were enchanted, and they didn't know where to put their hands, and some even swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva and made a gurgling sound.

"It's not promising!" Zhu Cihong sneered proudly.

Three of Qin Huai's eight Yan were admitted to his room, and they were still beauties with different personalities, and they were happy here, and ordinary people couldn't realize it......

Zhu Cihong looked around, but saw that Wang Wannian had pushed the black girl beside him away at some point, and his eyes were staring straight at the dancing spirit girl.

Looking at the white-robed boy again, Zhu Cihong thought that there would be a "true fragrance", but the white-robed boy turned a blind eye to the stunner with flowers and branches, and looked around like himself.

The two of them looked at each other simply, although they couldn't see each other's faces clearly, but the meaning was in place, people of the same way!

In order to avoid the brother on the other side from misunderstanding that he had a man's relationship, Zhu Cihong still glanced at the spirit girl who was dancing hard.

The performance is so exciting, how can you say the past if you don't have a show?

"Good! Pretty! ”

Listening to a shout full of hormones, in the elegant seat at the front of the second floor, a young man in a brocade robe stood up suddenly, looking impulsive.

Zhu Cihong can conclude that if it is placed in the future generations, this kid will definitely reward and brush the list when he encounters this dance live broadcast, and after a song, ten carnivals will not be able to stop!

The music stopped, and Miss Ling smiled at Shi Shiran in the direction of the brocade robe, and said in a drizzling voice: "Xie Gongzi!" ”

As the organizer, I know the audience in the front row somewhat, even if I don't know it, I have to be polite to just rush to this position.

This gift, coupled with the charm between the smiles and smiles, made the hot blood in the body of the brocade-robed boy seem to rise and gather into his brain in an instant.

It took a while for the boy to react, and he hurriedly said: "Miss Ling, Xiaosheng Song Shangtian, a person from Henan Guide Mansion, this is polite!" ”

Zhu Cihong raised his eyebrows and said quietly: "Song Shangtian...... That's a crazy name! ”

He looked closely, and saw that the brocade-robed boy was in his early twenties, with oily hair and pink face, and his eyes were long, and he didn't look like a good person, but he didn't know why he was so polite.....

Just when Zhu Cihong suspected that he was clumsy, there was a shocking reversal of the scene.

Miss Ling had just finished her politeness and was about to leave, but she heard the young man named Song Shangtian say: "My uncle is Song Quan, the political envoy of Henan, and my son is a righteous gentleman who can't be found with a lantern, I want to bring you back today to enjoy it, can the girl marry me and be a concubine?" ”

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately aroused public anger, and in the face of Song Shangtian's pretending to be a coercive goods, everyone present shouted and scolded, and almost fought hard, and the scene was almost uncontrollable.

Fortunately, Mei Xianglou's old mother was good at dancing with long sleeves, so she stabilized the situation, she said: "Song Gongzi, tomorrow is the day when Miss Ling will come out of the pavilion, why don't you come back tomorrow?" ”

"My son can't wait for a moment, so I'm going to take her away today!"

Obviously, this young master of Song Gongzi has lost his temper again, and he wants to take this top girl back to enjoy it arrogantly.

The old mother said again: "Meixianglou has the rules of Meixianglou, and I ask the son to bear with me." ”

Song Shangtian sat there with Erlang's legs crossed, holding a vassal elegant folding fan in his hand, because the weather was cold, he didn't dare to fan the wind.

He stared at the frightened spirit girl, his eyes were lewd, his eyes flashed with greed, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, as if he was very satisfied.

Song Shangtian pointed at the spirit girl with a folding fan in his hand, a cold look appeared on his face, and said: "This son has taken a fancy to her today, if you talk nonsense, be careful that this son will accept you together!" ”

The old mother, who was already in her forties, looked happy, smiled and said bluntly: "That relationship is good!" ”

Hearing this, the corners of Song Shangtian's mouth twitched slightly, he shivered all over, his body couldn't help but dodge back, and said to the tower-like bodyguard next to him: "Let her stay away from my son!" ”

After speaking, the eight burly men standing next to him who looked like dogs stepped forward, showing a fierce look on their faces, which made the old mother very faceless, and the thugs of Meixianglou did not dare to act rashly.

Ordinary scholars or ordinary businessmen made trouble, and the thugs of Meixianglou directly beat them out.

However, the person in front of him is different, the nephew of the political envoy, it's not easy to mess with!

The political envoy is a second-rank official, in charge of the finance and civil affairs of a province, and his status is second only to the governor.

The owner of Mei Xianglou is just a businessman, as the saying goes, the people don't fight with the officials, and the old mother knows that she can try not to cause trouble.

Zhu Cihong also heard of Song Quan, the political envoy of Henan, who was originally the governor of Shuntian, stationed in Miyun, Beijing, on the third day of his tenure, Li Zicheng entered the Beijing Division, and Song Quan immediately surrendered to the Dashun regime and was appointed as the official envoy of Zunhua Jiedu (the official position of Dashun).

After the Northern Expedition of the Ming Army's Shenlie Mountain Parade, the news of the defeat of the Shun army in Shandong came out, and Song Quan immediately united several surrendered generals to raid and kill several Shun army generals sent by Li Zicheng to Zunhua, and wiped out the Great Shun Imperial History, Tongzhi, and County Orders that defended Zunhua, and made great contributions.

After the cabinet deliberated on him, he planned to make up for the merits and submit them to Zhu Cihong for approval.

Zhu Cihong approved the downgrading of Song Quan to the political envoy of Henan, to clean up and deal with the princes and landlords in Henan, and to do it again if they can't do it well, and to be an example of killing chickens and monkeys.

I didn't expect his nephew to be so high-profile, and he came up and performed the trick of confessing and burying together, which is simply a strange thing!

With so many flower messengers here, Zhu Cihong didn't speak, just quietly watched the development of the situation, to see what other cows, ghosts, gods and snakes could be involved.