The carriage flew all the way, but it didn''t go to changsun''s house, but stopped in front of Hu yuelou.

    After getting off the carriage, Tang Hao looked at the red pink dress in front of him, and the bustling Hu Yue building was full of doubts.

    Chang sun Chong also jumped out of the carriage and said with a faint smile.

    "Don''t be surprised, brother Tang. I also had to lie. My father''s words are true, but the family''s narration is really false."

    Tang Hao looked suspiciously at his eldest son and rushed.

    "What''s the matter?"

    The eldest sun rushed down in no hurry and took Tang Hao by the arm.

    "This is not a place to talk. Let''s go in and have a chat."

    As soon as I walked into the Hu Yue Building, there were four aristocratic childe brothers who drank and chatted and chanted poems and Fu, and many cool dressed women shuttled around the table.

    "Eldest grandson, rare guest."

    A long voice came.

    With this sound came a slightly rich aroma and a half covered, concave convex posture.

    A woman in her thirties walked slowly down the wooden steps with heavy makeup towards Tang Hao and Chang sun Chong.

    As we approached, the strong smell of perfume came to us.

    Tang Hao frowned slightly and felt disgusted.

    It''s not that the woman is not good-looking, but that dress. Tang Hao is a little disgusted with the charming voice.

    Looking at the look of the women around deliberately avoiding, Tang Hao decided that most of the women were the so-called procuress.

    The woman''s eyes fell on Tang Hao, flashed a light in her eyes, and said with a smile.

    "Ouch, isn''t this childe Tang? It really brightens the shop."

    After the woman mentioned it, the women shuttling around looked at it, but no one dared to approach.

    The brothel has the rules of brothel, and the stratum is as distinct as the family and division.

    Most of the people wandering in the hall and outside the Huyue building are lower class, full of charm and responsible for soliciting skin and meat business. Most of these service groups are disciples of ordinary aristocratic families, called twelve.

    Most of the sources of the brothel''s wealth are concentrated in the "senior three". There are not many such people. They serve the distinguished guests of the brothel. These people are equivalent to the concubines fostered here by the dignitaries.

    The of the upper class is nothing more than calligraphy. They are outstanding in appearance, elegant in temperament, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and only sell their skills rather than their bodies.

    The other is Huakui, who is superior to Shuyu. He has outstanding literary talent and superb skills, which is also the number one brothel for many dignitaries to spend a lot of money and be willing to laugh.

    These women are just the lower class in front of them. Naturally, they dare not come to disturb these princes and nobles.

    The eldest sun rushed down and didn''t care about these eyes. When he noticed the displeasure in Tang Hao''s eyes, he said faintly.

    "Please arrange a quiet seat for mother Li. I want to have a chat with brother Tang."

    The procuress named mother Li is also a person who can observe words and colors. She simply said.

    "Eldest grandson, wait a minute. I''ll arrange two girls to sing a little song to cheer up the two gentlemen?"

    "No, just look for the sound. I hear her little song very well."

    After the eldest grandson said, Yu Guang glanced at Tang Hao and said to the procuress.

    "My brother Tang is quite proficient in poetry. Go find someone who understands poetry."

    "Gentlemen, please wait on the second floor. I''ll arrange it now."

    The procuress smiled brightly and walked away.

    Tang Hao stared at the charming posture and took his eyes back.

    The eldest grandson took Tang Hao up the steps and said meaningfully.

    "Brother Tang, don''t be deceived by this woman''s disguise. Ordinary people just think she is a dirty and vulgar procuress, but that''s not necessarily the case."

    "A female stream can guard the Huyue building in Chang''an, where hundreds of officials gather at the foot of the emperor. Is this ability that ordinary people can do?"

    After saying that, the eldest sun Chong slightly lowered his head and lowered his voice.

    "If you can, brother Tang, you''d better not offend her and have nothing to do with her."

    Hearing this, Tang Hao''s eyebrows beat slightly.

    Although I don''t know the woman''s life experience, it must be a not simple figure to make Chang sun Chong so solemn hint.

    In a moment, Tang Hao was led to the attic of Yajian.

    The water outside the window is gurgling, the breeze is gentle, the rockeries are jagged and the grass is covered.

    In the window, Tang Hao and his eldest son sat opposite each other.

    ……

    The third floor of Huyue building.

    A woman sat by the window. Her beautiful eyes looked at the stream in the distance. She was stunned. A stack of scrolls were placed on the table in front of her, and the handwriting of the top scroll was faintly visible.

    Grape wine luminous cup. If you want to drink pipa, hurry immediately

    It was Tang Hao''s poem about the state banquet in the golden palace, but the font was beautiful and fresh. At first glance, it was written by a woman.

    Suddenly.

    A woman in a yellow skirt pushed the door in, looking a little hurried.

    "Yuqi, Yuqi, childe Tang and eldest grandson are coming."

    The woman named Yuqi at the window put away her thoughts and said with a trace of sleepiness.

    "Look for the sound, go ahead. Today I''m listless and can''t bring it up."

    When Xun Yin approached Yuqi, he casually turned over the poetry manuscripts on the case reversal table. On all the poetry manuscripts, only this poem was written.

    Sort out the poem a little, and laugh at the sound.

    "Since you like this poem, now that the master of the poem has come, why don''t you meet him?"

    As soon as the voice fell, Yuqi shook her body, suddenly turned her head, flashed in her eyes and asked.

    "Is Tang Xiao riding here?"

    Xun Yin chuckled and said, "who else can I say about Mr. Tang? You hesitate for a while. Don''t let others get ahead of you. Don''t regret it."

    Hearing the speech, Yuqi pondered for a moment, slightly adjusted her makeup, held the piano and followed the sound.