Time Travel: Brothel Maid

The poetry gathering during the Lotus Viewing Festival is a perfect opportunity. Many talented people come to recite poems and compose essays, hoping to become famous and leave a lasting legacy.

What Zhao Yunrong wanted was not immortal fame, but the people's heartfelt praise and recognition, which would in turn influence the attitudes of those aloof and proud civil servants.

Students who are well-read and have lofty ambitions have always been aloof. They will only truly admire people with outstanding and extraordinary talents. Today, he will convince all the students in the world.

The reason I invited Yingniang to accompany me was just for Chen Fengyao.

Having a beautiful woman by your side, but being out of reach, makes one feel itchy and regretful.

Only then will you be grateful for the opportunities that you finally get in the future.

Although the Li Dynasty values ​​civil officials over military officials, he does not think so. Without soldiers or generals, how can he defend this vast territory? How can he master the power to dominate the fate of all people in this world?

He not only wanted to gain a good reputation among the civil officials, but also wanted to cultivate his own confidants among the military generals.

Yingniang arrived at the poetry meeting, where many people had already gathered.

Some of these people are already writing poetry, while others are still pondering.

Yingniang walked to Zhao Yunrong and bowed, "I wonder why the Eighth Prince called me here?"

Zhao Yunrong looked at Yingniang who was hanging her head in front of him, and then looked at Cheng Fengyao who had never taken his eyes off her since she came. He smiled and said, "Miss, don't be nervous. I'm fine. It's just that I and General Chen saw that there are so many people here, and you are beautiful and weak, so we are afraid that it is not safe. So we want to invite you to walk together so that we can protect you. This Lotus Festival poetry gathering is rare, you might as well enjoy it. After the poetry gathering is over, I and General Chen will escort you home."

This was very strange. What did Yingniang's safety have to do with them? It was even more wrong for a prince and a general to take it to heart. Yingniang and Xiao Guoer were stunned when they heard this, and they couldn't guess what the Eighth Prince was up to.

"I appreciate the kindness of the Eighth Prince and General Chen, but I am not feeling well and want to return home as soon as possible. With my servants following me, I will not encounter any danger." Yingniang lowered her head and declined softly.

A hint of disappointment flashed across Chen Fengyao's eyes when he heard this. After getting off the boat, he was about to part ways with the Eighth Prince, but he heard the Eighth Prince calling his men to invite Yingniang, so he followed him all the way until now.

The Eighth Prince pretended not to understand her excuses and instead looked worried, "Oh? The young lady is not feeling well, you must not take it lightly. Why don't you let General Chen take the young lady to a clinic so that we can feel at ease after a checkup."

Yingniang was very surprised. How could she dare to let General Chen, who had a wolf-like look, take her to find a clinic? Although she had broken Zhou Fangye's heart, she had no intention of turning to someone else for the time being.

I hurriedly said, "I just walked for a long time and feel a little tired. I just need to sit down and rest. How dare I trouble General Chen?"

"In that case, young lady, please come sit in this pavilion. You can watch the poetry gathering and take a rest at the same time. Isn't that the best of both worlds?"

Yingniang could only respond, "Thank you, Eighth Prince, for your consideration."

Xiao Guoer was convinced. This Lotus Viewing Festival was so frustrating. She kept her head down like that and her neck was almost sore.

I don’t know what’s wrong with the Eighth Prince. He insists on having Yingniang accompany him. Could it be that he is attracted by Yingniang’s beauty?

Every one of them is a pervert!

Xiao Guoer sighed deeply and had no choice but to follow Yingniang to the pavilion and stand behind Yingniang obediently.

Zhou Fangye stood in the crowd, looking at the situation in the corridor, his heart sank.

Although Yingniang was sitting next to the Eighth Prince, he did not pay much attention to her. However, Chen Fengyao, who was sitting next to Yingniang, always looked at her from time to time.

Zhou Fangye was shocked. Could it be that Chen Fengyao had not given up on Yingniang? Now he naturally couldn't take Yingniang away in front of Fu Yaoning, and he couldn't help but feel anxious for a moment.

Fu Yaoning followed Zhou Fangye to watch the poetry reading. She was originally impatient to watch these so-called literati and scholars write sarcastic poems, but since Zhou Fangye was coming, she followed him too.

Looking at some people around her holding pens, frowning, thinking hard, and unable to compose a poem for a long time, she couldn't help but feel a little contempt in her heart. I'm afraid these people are not as good as her!

If you don't have that talent, why bother making a fool of yourself here?

Fu Yaoning thought of Zhou Fangye, who was well-read beside her, and felt happy again. Her future husband had won the eighth place in the imperial examination and was a real talent!

Fu Yaoning looked to her side and saw her future husband staring at the pavilion.

She looked in the direction of his sight suspiciously, and it was the woman from before!

Who is she? Zhou Fangye said that he had only met her a few times and was not familiar with her. Now she looked different from what he said just now!

Fu Yaoning frowned slightly and was about to question Zhou Fangye, but she heard the sound of several people talking around her.

"Is that the Eighth Prince sitting in the middle of the pavilion?"

"That's right, the Eighth Prince is handsome and has a natural talent!"

"What's even more rare is that he is willing to share the joy with the people. I just wonder what the Eighth Prince's talent is like?"

"I am curious too. If I can have the honor to see the Eighth Prince's poems today, it will be worth the trip. The Eighth Prince is quite romantic, and he has a beautiful woman by his side."

"I recognize that woman. She was once the courtesan of Zuihualou and played the pipa very well."

When Fu Yaoning heard this, a disdainful smile appeared on her face.

An Oiran? She's just a prostitute after all!

Although Fu Yaoning still felt a little unhappy, she felt much more relieved than before.

How can a prostitute compare with a noble lady like her?

Fu Yaoning put on a faint smile again and said to Zhou Fangye who was absent-minded beside her, "Shall we go and pay our respects to the Eighth Prince?"

Zhou Fangye nodded hesitantly, and the two of them walked to the bottom of the pavilion.

Zhou Fangye bowed and said respectfully, "This humble official greets the Eighth Prince, General Chen."

Fu Yaoning also bowed gracefully and said tenderly, "Greetings to the Eighth Prince and General Chen."

Zhao Yunrong glanced at the two people in front of him indifferently, and saw that Yingniang's face suddenly changed after the two people appeared, while Chen Fengyao showed impatience. Jiuzhuan Linglong's mind turned several times.

He asked knowingly, "It's Yao Ning and Lord Zhou. Are you two here to appreciate the lotus and write poetry as well?"

Fu Yaoning nodded playfully, her beautiful eyes full of smiles, and said crisply, "We saw that the Eighth Prince was here, so we came to join in the fun."

"We?" Zhao Yunrong chewed on these two words meaningfully, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an expression that seemed to be smiling, and said as if he had suddenly realized something, "Yao Ning, you girl, it seems that someone can finally control your willful temper."

Fu Yao Ning's face was immediately covered with a cloud of shame, and she said coquettishly, "The Eighth Prince always makes fun of Yao Ning!"