Mother, I have returned to the throne.

Don’t look at Fatty Zhao, he always says that he is afraid of Fengya Tower.

But when I got here it felt like I was back home!

The beautiful girls around him gathered around him immediately, and even the brothel owner smiled when she saw Fatty Zhao.

The scene was like a star entering the venue, clearly he was a regular customer here!

"Mr. Zhao, how long has it been since you last came? I miss you so much. How about I have a private chat with you tonight?"

"Where did you come from, little vixen? Don't you know that Master Zhao and I are best friends? Master, don't listen to him. Look at me now. After not seeing me for such a long time, has I grown up?"

"Alright, alright, girls, step back. There are so many of you, don't eat Young Master Zhao!"

The madam separated the crowd, walked to the front, looked at the rich man Fatty Zhao, and immediately wanted to lead him to the box.

On weekdays, whenever Fatty Zhao comes, he always spends a lot of money.

There is only one rule: you can’t see anyone!

Especially on the first and fifteenth day of every month, I would like to take the back door.

As a well-known figure in the imperial city, the madam naturally knew the reason.

"Mr. Zhao, let's still follow the same rules as before? How about I ask the girl to go up to the private room on the third floor?"

"Don't be so fussy, I'll just sit in the lobby this time!"

Fatty Zhao changed his usual style and waved his hand, pointing towards the widest area in the hall while speaking.

That was where the dancers were originally, and it was the most conspicuous.

He was suddenly under the stage.

"Go, find some lounge chairs and put them there for me. I'm going to book the whole place today, and all the girls have to come and accompany me!"

Holy shit.

You're such a show-off!

Song Yuan behind him frowned slightly when he heard this.

I was just talking, but it seems that Fatty Zhao took it seriously!

Today happens to be a poetry gathering, and those talented people haven't arrived yet. You've kept all the women for yourself. If you get beaten up later, don't blame me!

"Mr. Zhao, you're joking. You know what day it is today? I can make room for you, young lady. I think we should just forget it."

Even the madam thought Fatty Zhao was joking.

"How about this, I'll let Honghong and Yanyan accompany you together, Mr. Zhao, what do you think?"

"I said I want to book the whole place!"

"You can come as you please, but the girls must be mine!"

Fatty Zhao has a stubborn temper, just as Song Yuan said before, he is simply a stubborn donkey!

However, as the saying goes, money makes the world go round. As he spoke, Fatty Zhao took out a silver note worth ten thousand taels.

"This ten thousand taels is a deposit, is that enough?"

The cost of staying overnight in this elegant building on weekdays is only a few taels.

Apart from the courtesan, who else could be so wealthy as to spend so much money?

Ten thousand taels is definitely a sky-high price!

The madam immediately smiled happily and readily agreed with Fatty Zhao's statement.

"Come on, girls are here to receive customers!"

As soon as these words were spoken, beautiful women came like a tide, drowning Fatty Zhao in the crowd.

He weighed over 300 pounds, but was completely invisible because he was surrounded by a group of women.

Song Yuan could only hear Fatty Zhao's voice from a distance.

"And my friend, don't forget him!"

The madam kept her eyes and ears open before shifting her attention to Song Yuan.

Seeing Song Yuan's appearance, his brows furrowed slightly.

Most of the people who come here are regular customers, and the young man in front of him is a stranger!

However, since he is acquainted with Fatty Zhao, he must be from a wealthy family.

"Sir, which one do you like? I'll call it to you right away!"

"By the way, what's your name?"

"My last name is Huang, you can just call me Mr. Huang!" Song Yuan touched his nose and gave his name.

My identity is sensitive, and if I directly report my name, it will inevitably cause an uproar.

In his heart, Song Yuan kept reminding himself.

I'm here on a secret visit, please don't lose your composure!

But the next second, he saw beautiful girls coming towards him, and the snow-white breasts were so dazzling!

Even though Song Yuan was well prepared, he still felt it was difficult to cope.

However, he discussed it with Fatty Zhao in private.

Keep all the top women by your side, and as for those ugly ones, what's the harm in giving them to the talented men?

As soon as these words were spoken, most of the women beside the two men immediately walked away.

Although the quantity is far less now, at least the quality has been improved!

The two of them lay on the recliners, just like uncles.

With just one glance, grapes appear on the left and fine wine comes to the right.

Song Yuan had long been enjoying himself and didn't want to leave. What Zhenbei Palace?

How can one be so free and easy in this elegant building?

I'll come to this place more often in the future!

No, I am just being considerate of the people and wanting to share my father's worries!

Just as the two of them were enjoying themselves, as the poetry gathering approached, many talented people had already joined in.

The two of them were in a conspicuous position, so they naturally attracted attention first.

Seeing the atmosphere in Fengya Tower gradually reaching its climax, Song Yuan's brows revealed a hint of interest.

"Fatty, let's talk about this. What exactly are the rewards for the Fengyalou Poetry Festival? Why are all these talented people trying so hard to get in here?"

"Hey, I really don't care about that little reward. It's just two silver coins for a kiss, not even enough to cover my monthly salary for the servants. The only thing that's attractive is spending a night with the top courtesan. But those top courtesans are all very expensive. At most, they just talk about music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Expecting a kiss is simply a dream!"

The fat man curled his lips with a bit of disdain.

"To put it bluntly, what everyone cares about most is reputation. Think about it, many dignitaries will come here. If you can stand out in front of them and be appreciated by them, you will be able to rise to the top!"

"If you really want to say that scholars are noble, I think they are the most shameless. Today, I will definitely make them angry to death. Look at how poor and stingy the people around us are."

At the end of his speech, the fat man opened his map cannon, glanced around with contempt, and raised his voice to rant.

Song Yuan had experienced the power of the fat man's mouth, and seeing that many people were looking at him, he wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

It’s okay if you attract hatred, but don’t drag me into this!

You have no shame, but I do. If I get recognized, how can I live my life as a brother?

In order to shut the fat man up, Song Yuan hurriedly looked for a topic to talk about.

"Fatty Zhao, who will judge which poems are good and which are bad at this poetry gathering?"

"Of course it's the oiran!" The fat man finally calmed down and grinned when he talked about the oiran!

"As for the courtesan of Fengya Tower, she's second to none in the entire imperial city. She's proficient in everything from music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and especially talented in poetry. Rumor has it that even the top scholar in the imperial examination was defeated by her!"

"This woman's name is Jinlian. She's so attractive, but it's a shame she has to make such a fuss about making friends through literature. Why don't we just make more money?"

"I'll pay you one thousand taels, and you take off one piece of clothing. Even if it's winter and you're wearing several layers of thick cotton-padded jacket, I'll still strip you naked!"

The fat man rubbed his hands obscenely at the end of his speech, but Song Yuan was helpless and rolled his eyes.

Song Yuan believed that women were talented. Throughout history, there were many famous female poets.

It's the name of this courtesan that's really unpleasant.

Jinlian Jinlian...it doesn't sound that reliable!

Song Yuan just wondered if the so-called chastity was just a saying?

According to common sense, in all the major brothels, the most important thing for the courtesan is to sell her art but not her body.

Just hearing this golden lotus makes people imagine a lot!

Song Yuan immediately made up his mind that he must take a good look at who this golden lotus is.

Is there an opportunity as recorded in the book?

"Look, isn't that fat guy sitting in the middle the grandson of General Zhao?"

"Don't talk nonsense. General Zhao's grandson is a perfect match. He must be a handsome man. How could he look like this?"

"Brother, what you said is wrong. Don't judge a person by his appearance. I am sure that he is the grandson of General Zhao. I would recognize him even if he turned into ashes!"

"Isn't it said that this guy can't even read a single word? How dare he come to the poetry reading today?"

"Maybe they just got the urge to do something funny? Anyway, let's just have fun. After all, not everyone can get into our circle!"

As time went by, many talented people gathered together.

The fat man's behavior was too eye-catching. The woman next to him was not even as big as a hair on the fat man's body.

Many talented people were dissatisfied and raised their voices, starting to mock and criticize others indirectly.

But how could Fatty Zhao be someone who would be willing to suffer a loss?

If you dare to scold me, I will spray you to death!

He immediately stood up and picked up a plate of meat from the table in front of him.

He waved at the woman beside him and ordered, "Go, give this piece of meat to the stray dogs outside. Damn it, you're hungry and still barking here. If you don't have money, tell me. At worst, I'll treat you!"

"Also, you must come back quickly after you go, so as not to be harassed again. After all, a woman like you is out of reach for those wild dogs. Hurry back and serve me!"

The fat man's ultimate move made many people jump up and down at this moment.

The two sides stared at each other from a distance, and there was a sense of tension in the air.

Fortunately, the conflict did not escalate after all.

A gentle breeze blew along with the melodious sound of a flute.

The fragrance immediately spread all around.

I saw a woman in a purple dress and a veil on her face finally slowly coming down to the stage from the second floor!