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Chapter 2020 1696. Be considerate

The Huayu Tower is bustling with bustling trees and hukou is intertwined.

Although Zhao Dongting and Zhang Tingen were standing at the door, no one noticed them at all.

Zhao Dongting, who is easy to look handsome, looks quite handsome, but men are not like women.

As long as a woman is a little more beautiful, it is capital. If a man is not so handsome that he is shocking and intimidating, it will be difficult for him to make a living by his face.

Of course, Zhao Dongting and Zhang Tingen are not the kind of people who want to pay attention to everyone everywhere they go.

Before the madam came down, the two of them stood leisurely at the door, looking at the situation in the Huayu Building.

I have to say that Huayulou is really stylish and has a lot of tricks.

There are four corner stairs on the lower floor, leading to the four sides of the upper floor, southeast, west and north.

In the middle, there is a big red stage.

The entire Huayu Tower is presented in an extremely regular structure.

There are eight large maroon pillars hugging each other on the stage.

Even in this era, such wood is not easy to find, and it is probably valuable at all.

There are pink curtains surrounding the entire stage, making the scene inside the stage look a bit hazy.

At this time, about a dozen young men were dancing inside.

Their dance posture is extremely gentle, and it appears and appears behind the curtains, making them even more floating.

There were more than a dozen other young men playing musical instruments next to them.

Stars like snowflakes fell from high altitude.

Someone must have thrown petals in the attic.

This picture is too romantic.

I don't know how many people are looking forward to it.

Even if you hold a red apprentice who sells skills and works in your arms, you will inevitably have ideas about these young apprentice people.

Zhang Tingen couldn't help but glance, with a look of surprise and shock in his eyes.

With his family background, he can of course be regarded as the top yamen in the Song Dynasty.

His grandfather Zhang Shijie is among the most important ministers, and his status and power are far from comparable to Geng Jianbi.

Even if Zhang Shijie, who was once in the position and the supervision order, retires now, his influence and honor are no match for other officials.

Lu Xiufu, Zhang Shijie, Chen Wenlong, Wang Wenfu, Su Liuyi, Wen Tianxiang... These are unusual people, and they are all ministers who have helped to drive the country to the tide of the Song Dynasty.

It will be difficult for officials like them to appear again in the Song Dynasty in the future.

The State Order and Supervision Order will certainly continue, but the State Order and Supervision Order will no longer have the highest expectations of the people as high as they do.

"This... is so poor and imaginative..." After a while, Zhang Tingen suddenly murmured and sighed.

Perhaps the scene in front of me was filled with emotions and feelings, far beyond his imagination.

Zhao Dongting chuckled when he heard this, "What is this?"

Although it looks great, it's just dancing.

He really thought this was nothing, and it was a little different from the wine pond and meat forest.

There are more luxurious things in this world, and how to play.

Of course, he would not tell Zhang Tingen some of his experiences in that other world.

Otherwise, Zhang Tingen would have thoughts, and it would be even more troublesome to hear Le Chan and other women's ears.

The brothel finally came down.

She trotted to Zhao Dongting with a fragrant wind, "Oh, look at me, I forgot to ask the young master's name."

Zhao Dongting raised his head slightly and said, "The surname is Zhao, and the name is Dongting."

Many yamen in the city look like this when talking to others outside, as if this is a symbol of identity.

If you don’t act like this, you may not be despised by people like brothels, servants, etc., but if you act like this, you will definitely not be underestimated by them.

Sure enough, the smile on the face of the brothel was even more enthusiastic and looked at Zhang Tingen again.

Zhang Tingen said lightly: "The surname is Zhang, and the name is Tingen."

When the madam heard his name, her eyes changed slightly.

She had never heard of Zhao Dongting, but Zhang Tingen had heard of it.

A place like Huayulou can be said to have information about people who have been on the table in the imperial city and around.

It is true that Zhang Tingen has never been here, but the madam remembers that the grandson of the retired supervision order was called Zhang Tingen.

Her mind was like an account book, with hundreds of names on it, all of which could not be offended by the great yanee.

Perhaps most of these people have never been to Huayulou, but major brothels like Huayulou will definitely put their names on the "VIP List".

Of course, the madam was not sure that the person in front of him was Zhang Zhengling's grandson.

But this did not prevent her from being even more polite to Zhang Tingen, and Zhao Dongting was even more polite.

People like them are the best at observing their expressions.

If the person in front of him was really the grandson of Supervisor Zhang, then how bad can the person he is with?

It may not be beneficial to entertain such people in Huayulou, but if you offend them, you may not be able to take it.

The plump "arm" of the brothel almost stuck to Zhang Tingen's arm, making him look extremely intimate. "Our poet girl invites Mr. Zhao to drink and listen to music. Why not arrange a seat for Mr. Zhang first and then ask two understanding girls to accompany him?"

He was still a little surprised when he asked Zhao Dongting to sit up.

Because she never thought that the poems written by Zhao Dongting could be treated differently by the poet.

But this is not important to her.

The relationship between the poet and Huayulou is a bit special, but it does not have an inseparable interest relationship with Huayulou like other prostitutes.

Zhang Tingen was held tightly by the brothel's mother, her face was cramped and even showed signs of turning red.

The brothel specially bit the word "meaning" in "understand" very clearly, but it is meaningful, which makes his ears itchy.

I am afraid that it is false if it is understanding, but it is true if it is understanding.

Zhao Dongting looked at Zhang Tingen's appearance and said, "Then I'll go up and see Miss Shi Lao first, you can sit here for a while."

Zhang Tingen nodded.

The madam did not lead the way for Zhao Dongting, but just called the servant.

With the servant's surprised expression, he asked him to take Zhao Dongting to the room of the poet's girl.

She herself led Zhang Tingen to the private room herself.

The neither strong nor light fragrance made Zhang Tingen's young man a little confused.

When we arrived in the private room, this little yellow party who was actually quite knowledgeable was trapped by the brothel who was tempered by this romantic place.

When he learned that he was Zhang Shijie's grandson, the madam was naturally even more enthusiastic.

If she hadn't seen Zhang Tingen's young age and suspected that the old cow would eat young grass, she would probably have given herself.

Finally, two young men with good looks and temperament were called in to accompany Zhang Tingen.

Zhang Tingen's family background was so scary that she didn't dare to ask the Red Protector to come in by herself.
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