After Zhao Jie left home, he originally wanted to call some of his former friends to Chunfeng Tower, but who knew that those people who had been submissive to him in the past would now dare to look down on him.

Since moving to Nanluogu Lane, Zhao Jie has not placed a servant in the courtyard, and Zhao Zhong has arranged all the food, clothing, housing and transportation. Now that Zhao Zhong is away, Chun Xiao and Chun Mian are free to take care of them. He has not thought about finding someone to serve him.

, so it seems particularly desolate to outsiders.

After all, Mr. Zhao, who used to call out friends when he went out on the street, is now alone. How can he not make people laugh?

Zhao Jie was rejected for the last time and gritted his teeth angrily. When he returned home, he met Zhou Yan leaving from Nanluogu Lane. His eyes flashed across Zhou Yan and he turned around to go to the tailor shop under the Zhao family's name.

He chose a bamboo green brocade robe similar to Zhou Yan's, a jade crown on his head, soap boots on his feet, and a Xiang Fei bamboo folding fan in his hand. Although he was a bit immature, Zhao Jiesheng's tallness also had a touch of romance.

When he appeared in Chunfeng Tower with this look, even the madam of Chunfeng Tower didn't stop him.

When the madam reacted, she remembered that it was the young master of the Zhao family.

The Zhao family is now in decline. Even if Young Master Zhao continues to make waves in the past, no money means no money.

The old bustard was so upset that he simply asked someone to throw Zhao Jie out. Don't collide with the nobles who came here - naturally, they were several dandy boys headed by Nian Ruipeng.

Zhao Jie was a good man, and he could see what the madam was thinking at a glance. Then he raised his hand and asked with a sneer: "Who told you that the Zhao family is in decline? If it is really in decline, can I afford to wear these clothes?"

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After hearing this, the old bustard took a closer look and saw that Zhao Jie's clothes were more luxurious than before. They seemed to be newly made Qingyun brocade, and the entire Yuzhou city only had a hundred pieces.

The old bustard was muttering in his heart, but there was already a smile on his face. He turned around and said, "It's because the servants are so blind that they almost didn't recognize Young Master Zhao."

While laughing, she pulled Zhao Jie aside and asked in a low voice: "Young Master Zhao also knows that I am just a Chunfeng Tower owner, and I am nothing compared to you young masters from wealthy families. I know your identity.

Noble, but Mr. Nian is still upstairs...is this...is it true that nothing happened to the Zhao family?"

"Do you hope that something will happen to the Zhao family?" Zhao Jie followed Zhou Yan's example and raised the corners of his lips. He opened the folding fan in his hand and placed it across his chest. With his other hand, he pinched a silver coin and placed it in the palm of the madam's hand. He said leisurely, "Even if the Zhao family really

It will no longer be as glorious as it used to be, but don’t forget that the prince is still here.”

After Zhao Jie finished speaking, he glanced at the madam with pride. His appearance was somewhat similar to Zhou Yan's, but it was enough to fool the madam.

No matter how powerful the rich are, they cannot compare to the powerful.

When he thought that Zhao Jie was the prince of Chang'an, the madam immediately smiled and welcomed him in personally.

Zhao Jie deliberately wanted to go against Nian Ruipeng, and he wanted to take the private room next to Nian Ruipeng.

In the private room, Nian Ruipeng had long heard that Zhao Jie had arrived downstairs. He had specifically ordered the madam not to allow Zhao Jie to enter Chunfeng Tower. Unexpectedly, the madam still welcomed him in and stayed next door to him. Nian Ruipeng

Pengqi's face was dark.

He threw a whole set of tea cups on the table, pushed the girl in the building away, let the girl fall on the porcelain and screamed, and kicked open the door of the next door aggressively.

"Mother Chun, you didn't listen to what I said at all? Didn't I tell Zhao Jie not to take a step into Chunfeng Tower? Then who is this?" Nian Ruipeng gritted his teeth.

The madam looked embarrassed when he heard Lian Ruipeng gritting his teeth. He glanced at Zhao Jie, wanting him to come out and speak, but Zhao Jie sat down on the armchair leisurely, apparently not intending to interfere in the matter.

Ruipeng didn't go to Zhao Jie in the first year of his life, but only questioned the old bustard. Chun's mother was so anxious that she was sweating profusely, and she had no way to ask for help.

In the end, Zhao Jie couldn't stand it any longer and raised his hand to knock on the table, immediately attracting the attention of the two men.

"Chunfeng Tower is open for business. Money has the final say on who can enter and who cannot. If I remember correctly, today is the first time for Xiao Hongxiu. Who will be the winner of Xiao Hongxiu? There is no certainty yet. How old are you?

Why doesn't Ruipeng let people in? If it delays Mother Chun's earning money, will you pay for it?"

He was still unhurried, his voice was soft and slow, and he seemed confident, as if he was determined to win Xiao Hongxiu tonight.

Xiao Hongxiu is the courtesan trained by Chunfeng Tower since she was a child. She has a first-rate appearance and figure.

The most famous one is Nian Ruipeng, the only seedling of the Nian family, who favors Xiaohongxiuhong.

If Xiao Hongxiu hadn't been so beautiful, she would have been taken to Ruipeng's house long ago and given the side house.

"Other than the young master, who else can win the little red sleeves?" Nian Ruipeng sneered, "It can't be a loser like you, right?"

"Who will win in the end depends on money." After Zhao Jie finished speaking, he raised his hand and said, "It's almost time. Mother Chun, go down and prepare. Don't delay Xiao Hongxiu's performance tonight."

His carelessness made Nian Ruipeng appear to be unreasonable.

The person traveling with Nian Ruipeng pulled his sleeves, stopped Nian Ruipeng from talking nonsense, and pulled him back to the room.

The madam followed and saw the girl who was pushed to the ground by Nian Ruipeng and scratched her arm. The smile on her face could hardly stop.

Nian Ruipeng did the same. He realized that these girls were injured and immediately waved his hand, "Charge it to my account!"

"Mr. Nian, this girl can keep accounts, but tonight at Xiao Hongxiu, the battle is real gold and silver." The madam nodded while reminding her.

"I know, I know, your money is indispensable!" Nian Ruipeng didn't like hearing this, and immediately waved his hand and drove the madam out.

As soon as they left, he immediately waved and called those friends over, saying: "No matter what, I have to beat him tonight, Zhao Jie! I don't believe that the Zhao family is in such a miserable state, where did he come from?"

Money pays!”

"But, brother Ruipeng, don't you want Xiao Hongxiu?" someone asked curiously.

"I want the little red sleeves, and I want Zhao Jie's face too!" Nian Ruipeng clenched his fists.

What Zhao Jie was betting on was that Nian Ruipeng would definitely get Xiao Hongxiu.

The madam also knew that the highlight of the night was with these two people, so he took pictures of four guards and guarded them in front of the private room in twos and twos to prevent them from leaving.

——If Mr. Nian pays a high price, he will have to teach Zhao Jie a lesson after the deal is done. If Zhao Jie is let go, he will be the one who gets beaten.

If Zhao Jie's price is higher, then these two guards are simply preventing Zhao Jie from being able to pay.

Even if Xiao Hongxiu is an oiran, she can't sell for more than one girl, and the madam's calculations are rattling.

After making arrangements for the private room, the madam ordered people to close the door of Chunfeng Tower and invite Xiao Hongxiu to the front desk.

Xiao Hongxiu played the piano well, and while the music was floating, two people, one tall and one short, stood close to each other next to the vase in the corner of the first floor, using the vase to create a space among the crowded crowd.
Chapter completed!