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Chapter 230 Reverse the cliché and open in the same place

Standing in front of the door of "Piaomiao Pavilion" surrounded by gauze curtains and lanterns, they hesitated.

Logically speaking, everything should be there: a bathtub and hot water to wash away the dust, a soft and comfortable bedroom and bed, soothing incense and the gentle sound of music.

Not only can you have a good sleep, but you can also feel a little bit ecstatic.

It would be better if... there were not more than 20 beautiful women in the hall who were looking forward to it!

Now all the singing and dancing prostitutes are looking at the three of them, as if they want to eat them alive, even Yun Chu, who is disguised as an ugly woman, is not letting go!
"I said, why don't we sleep on the street?"

"No, it's okay. Let's just order a few quiet ones and play some tunes."

"That's not good. I'm a noble girl and you are also serious monks. It's really not a decent thing for me to come to the mortal world to pick up prostitutes."

Jiang Yingxin said: In the book, one of us is a vicious female supporting character, one is the rich and powerful mistress, and the other is a vicious evil cultivator who kills without blinking an eye.

If the three of them can't come up with a decent person, what's the burden?Just do it!

"Where is mom? Come and arrange a big room with the three best players." As soon as Jiang Ying said this, everyone in Piaomiao Pavilion knew it was a big deal!
Recently, those young men who put up their trousers and don't recognize anyone are pretending to be honest at home, and business is very bleak. When the old madam saw someone ordering three at a time and asking for a big room, he moved very fast!
"Oh, the guest officer is so elegant and discerning! We have arranged a spacious suite for the three of us...eh? Who is this girl?"

Jiang Ying turned to look at Yun Chu, the flat-chested and buck-toothed version with an uncomfortable look on his face, then turned around and explained, "He looks like a boy and a girl, and he's still a baby. Mom, don't scare him!"

"Oh, okay, I guarantee that when the three masters are interested, they can not disturb each other and can communicate with each other~" The old madam said with joy when she talked about her perverted sexual fetish. She was really surprisingly professional.

"By the way, does this have a backyard? Our room should have a terrace." Jiang Ying said frankly, but the madam became more and more narrow-minded.

She hooked a finger to Jiang Ying's chest and said with a lewd expression:

"Beauty and beautiful scenery, today we have both in our Piaomiao Pavilion. Watching the beautiful scenery and beauties...Young master is young, you know how to enjoy it!"

Behind Jiang Ying, Ma Pan and Yun Chu looked at her with different eyes.

Feeling Rumang's back, Jiang Ying had no choice but to rush forward. She smiled contemptuously at the Madam: "You are the only one who talks a lot, lead the way!"

Behind Jiang Ying, Ma Pan's face turned red to the color of pig liver, and he thought he was suffering from some strange disease and was about to die.

After trying hard to get rid of the inappropriate images in his mind, he started to feel guilty for no reason while walking.

Tonight, the three prostitutes with the best piano skills gritted their teeth and tried to squeeze out the other two to get the chance to serve Jiang Ying.

Just look at it and you will know, there is an ugly young boy, a stupid fat guy, and a handsome and fair-faced boy, the choice is clear at a glance.

But they were supposed to sit in a row and let someone pick them first. Unexpectedly, after entering the room, the three male guests sat in a row first - the three of them sat cross-legged on the terrace facing outside, so that they couldn't see their faces. .

"Uncle, this is..." The three women looked at each other.

"Let's play a section each first, and let's hear about your strength."

In other books, the brothel girls are all about getting information, but Jiang Ying's story has to be changed - getting information from the brothel girls' mouths!

It's easy to guess what the girls are thinking - more handsome patrons, more tips.If you ask for something, you will be captured, and if you are captured, you will have answers to your questions. This "misty journey" may be full of rewards.There are three different sections of piano music, including the sad "Willow on the Palace Wall", the romantic "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix", and the sad "The Ballad of the Scared Mandarin Duck".

They were all love tunes. Jiang Ying tilted her head slightly: "The three of you are really good at playing the piano. I wonder if you can answer the next question."

"Please sir."

"In this Qiantang today, who is the phoenix and who is the mandarin duck?"

Someone rushed to answer: "My dear mother knows! Naturally, the king and the queen are phoenixes, and the young master... and I are mandarin ducks."

This is fun for Jiang Ying, why not put the whole work aside?But it's good, she livens up the atmosphere!
"Hehe, this girl is quite humorous. Please sit forward so that I can hear you better." Jiang Ying hooked her hand and divided the three women into two parts.

Jiao Niang looked at the other two people and happily moved her piano forward.

Then Jiang Ying raised a second question: "Phoenix, one phoenix and one phoenix. But now that the king's draft is coming, what is the explanation for this?"

Jiao Niang answered again: "This... one phoenix and one phoenix, there are countless birds and orioles." But this time she was a little hasty.

"Tch, do you think this Wuyue Kingdom is a birdcage?" Sure enough, another man named Chunyan rolled his eyes ruthlessly:
"It is clear that our king is looking for a girl with spiritual roots and qualifications. She is a concubine and beauty, but in fact... what is she?" But she seems to have a bad memory.

It is a taboo for a mortal monarch to recruit talents who are cultivators of immortality!This move will cause dissatisfaction among the immortal cultivators. Why did the King of Wuyue do this?

Jiang Ying was stunned for only a short moment, and then continued: "This girl is very elegant. Please sit forward and have a good chat."

"Thank you, sir!" Chun Yan quickly moved his butt forward, and now only the newcomer was left.

"So, from now on, our Wuyue Kingdom will be the place where immortals are cultivated, and those three girls will also be fairies in the future." Jiang Ying planned to chat for a few words, and then find out more about the topic.

Chun Yan quickly answered: "How can we be fairies? The young master has promoted us."

"Fairies are all made of money..." The newcomer lowered his head and muttered.Although the voice was small, it could not escape Jiang Ying's ears.

"Why did the girl say this?"

The new girl looked at the other two, blushed and said, "The day before yesterday I received my first patron... He and his daughter also came to Qiantang for the draft. After that, he complained to me that the top one Several families sent beautiful ladies with talismans, swords, and fairy water used by the immortal elders!
But ordinary people have no way to buy those things, and those who have the means are crazy to raise the price, one price a day!Talisman, isn't it just paper?One piece can be sold for a thousand taels of silver! "

At this point, her face stopped blushing and turned strangely pale.

33 Liang Lingshi is a bit expensive. With this money, you can buy a magic weapon.Jiang Ying turned her back to them and thought in her mind, if she could know which owner it was, her business would be opened on the spot!

"Tch, he wanted to give you less of a tip! How much did he give you in the end? Do you have two taels?" Chun Yan rolled her eyes again. She thought calling this person Haitang was too much.

"Eight...eight coins." Haitang said softly.

Jiang Ying finally turned around and walked over, stood in front of Haitang, and supported her chin: "Sister, do you still remember which master he is?"

As expected, he looks childish, but he plays the piano well.

(End of this chapter)