Being an emperor is not something he can do, so he can only rely on his connections.

Zhu Banshan called two red cards to accompany Zhang Jingwei.

The girls in this brothel also have detailed job divisions: there are tea girls who serve guests and pour tea; there are Qingji who only sell their art but not their bodies; there are top-brand girls who serve wine, and of course these top-brand girls can also sleep with guests.

The most expensive one here is undoubtedly the top one among the red-card girls, and a night of spring with her is worth a thousand gold.

There is also a type of courtesan who is versatile, well-educated and sensible. Most of them are official prostitutes, but they are prostitutes with freedom. It is said that some courtesans will be chosen to serve princes, nobles and foreign envoys.

"Sir, drink some~"

Zhang Jingwei was fed by two young ladies, holding the cup and drinking mouthful by mouthful.

Zhang Jingwei thought: Sure enough, these so-called hostesses are actually selling wine, and this small pot costs two hundred yuan.

Seeing Zhang Jingwei raise his glass but not drink, Zhu Banshan smiled and said, "Don't be restrained, my benefactor. I can't drink, so I can't enjoy these beauties."

Zhang Jingwei was extremely shy, so he quickly found a new topic of conversation by using Zhu Banshan to chat with him: "By the way, where are you currently working now that you've left the Marquis' Mansion?"

Zhu Banshan complained, "It's not such a great job. I just help my sister at home and drink mung bean soup every day. My face is almost green from drinking it."

"Your sister treats you very well." As he said this, Zhang Jingwei remembered the slap from Zhu Banyu, and suddenly felt a burning sensation on his face.

Zhu Banshan sighed, "My sister nearly had a miscarriage a while ago, and now she can only stay home to recuperate. I have no choice but to take care of Zhu's business. Sigh~ The officials informed me that I have to go to court for a confrontation tomorrow. What should I do? If something happens to me again, what will my sister do?"

Zhang Jingwei consoled him, "Don't worry too much. You've already made great contributions to this matter. The governor will certainly show leniency."

Zhu Banshan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Although the death penalty can be exempted, I am afraid it will be difficult to escape the living punishment..."

Zhang Jingwei patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Now that things have come to this, there's no point in dwelling on them. Since that's the case, then face it calmly and explain everything to the governor."

Zhu Banshan nodded to show that he understood.

Zhang Jingwei continued, "Also, you must be mindful of your words and actions. Don't act on impulse or speak without thinking. Especially in court, you must be cautious with your words and actions. Wang Heng will undoubtedly die, but don't get too angry, as this will affect the judgment of the adults."

Zhu Banshan burst into tears of gratitude: "Thank you for your guidance, Banshan will definitely keep it in mind."

Just as they were talking happily, the candles in the hall suddenly dimmed, and the sounds of singing, dancing, drinking and eating came to an abrupt end.

This was followed by a cacophony of complaints.

"what's the situation?!"

"Madam! Why did you stop when you just played the little song I like?"

"Sir, no, you can't touch me in public."

"Ouch, who hit me?"

At this time, the madam and a group of maids holding lanterns led a woman with a veil and a gorgeous dress onto the stage of the hall, scattering flower petals as they walked. The flower petals were coated with fine spices, which made people feel relaxed and happy when they smelled them.

Some diners on the first floor recognized the beauty at a glance and cheered for her.

"It's Miss Ningxiang!"

"This is the Oiran, what a grand ceremony!"

"Miss Ningxiang!"

"She just looked at me!"

"Nonsense, he clearly glanced at me."

Only Zhang Jingwei found the scene a bit strange, but he thought the face looked familiar. Sitting on the second floor, he couldn't see clearly, so he walked to the railing to watch.

It wasn't because he was attracted by the beauty of the courtesan, but because the woman looked a bit like his ex-girlfriend at first glance.

The lights in the hall returned to normal.

The courtesan sat on a fur chair, took off the gorgeous dress that wrapped her tightly, revealing her seductive golden short dress. The dress was cut just right, fitting her figure and showing off her graceful figure.

Her eyes were like thickening sauce, captivating the men in the audience. Her lips were rosy and plump, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned with a charming smile. If there was one word to describe her, it would be "charming".

The chest is snow-white...not just the chest, but also the pair of charming legs, white and smooth, with a bell hanging on the delicate jade feet. The bell not only rings when walking, but also makes people want to "enter" the fantasy.

She had a golden headdress on her bun, and the tail of her hair fell on her shoulders, swaying gently and emitting a faint fragrance, which made everyone in the brothel excited. These stinky men rushed to the stage and even fought with each other, getting their heads broken and bleeding, just to catch a glimpse of her style.

Zhang Jingwei on the second floor could see it clearly now. The devilish figure and angelic face looked very similar, but not as charming.

His ex-girlfriend was the most beautiful girl in college, an artistic girl. He only won her over because he played the guitar very well. Later... he finally learned how to love, but unfortunately she had already disappeared in the crowd.

As he was lost in his memories, a young lady who had been serving wine came out and said to him with a hint of jealousy, "Sir, you are so lucky today. Tonight, the most beautiful woman in Yunzhou is on tour. But if you want to get her, you'll have to show your true ability."

Zhang Jingwei clearly sensed the tension and quickly said with a smile, "I just lost my composure."

The madam downstairs smiled and said to the diners, "Gentlemen, my Ningxiang will be performing a piece of music today. If you enjoy it, you can give her a small tip."

Seeing the audience's enthusiasm, she continued, "Also, my daughter is in high spirits tonight. I would like to invite all the talented people to compose a poem. The winner can meet my daughter in a private room."

Zhang Jingwei muttered to himself: Well, quite literary, this is very similar to her.

"What's the title?"

A voice came from another private room on the second floor, and it sounded very familiar.

Zhang Jingwei looked towards the source of the voice and saw Ma Tianmao and several young masters playing in a luxurious private room. They were dressed in dishevel and were having a lot of fun.

"My God?!" Zhang Jingwei shouted.

Ma Tianmao bowed and said, "I just saw Brother Jingwei, but he has company, so I didn't want to disturb him."

"Ah? What did you say? Louder." Zhang Jingwei shouted. Although they were not far away from each other, the cheers from downstairs were too loud, so he could only shout at the top of his lungs.

"I said... forget it, I'll come find you!" Ma Tianmao originally wanted to shout loudly, but that was not very elegant, so he quickly walked to Zhang Jingwei's private room.

Ma Tianmao said with a wicked smile, "Brother Jingwei is so romantic, aren't you afraid of your wife at home?"

"Just kidding..."

Zhang Jingwei responded awkwardly and then invited him into a private room. Zhu Banshan greeted him politely and sat down.

As soon as Ma Tianmao sat down, he hugged a young lady, kissing and touching her. The young lady did not resist, but just gasped from time to time.

Zhang Jingwei was stunned watching from the side and thought: He is not like this usually.