Chapter 159 Isn’t it just a layer of gauze?

"Your Highness, your status is noble, so I won't bother you with this little matter." Xiao Jiuyue said with a smile, "Zhiyun Tower is like a blade of grass striving upward from a crack in a rock. The rock can't stop the grass from growing, and this little matter can't stop Zhiyun Tower's path!"

Xiao Jiuyue had already predicted that the opening time of Zhiyun Tower was tight, but from the moment he had this idea, Xiao Jiuyue had made contingency plans for all possible attacks.

“Bang!”

A loud slap was heard, and Mrs. Geng rushed forward, grabbed the woman's long hair, and slapped her twice.

"You, you dare to hit me!"

"Everyone come and see, the old brothel lady is beating someone up!"

The woman howled at the top of her lungs. Seeing Geng Po's age, she mistook her for an old brothel lady. She took the opportunity to pull Geng Po's hair, but unfortunately, the old woman was too strong!

"Pa." Granny Geng slapped her again, the sound even louder than the woman's, and said, "You ignorant fool, I'm helping you!"

The women were stunned.

Mrs. Geng pushed her away and pointed at Mudan on the stage, saying, "Do you know who the clothes they are wearing are the same as?"

Mrs. Geng has the loudest voice in the Xiao family, so for today, she drank plenty of water in the morning, for fear that her throat would soar when they started arguing.

Mrs. Geng pulled Shan Cha, who was wearing a bright red dress, over and said, "This bright red dress is similar to the one worn by the princess of the previous dynasty. What's the matter? Do you think the princess is a girl from a brothel, or do you think this dress is worn by girls from a brothel?"

Mrs. Geng's voice was sharp and thin, and she shouted at the top of her lungs, yet everyone could hear what she said clearly.

"What, worn by the princess of the current dynasty?"

"Is this true?"

"I don't know."

"this……"

Just now they were looking down on it and saying that it was the clothes that brothel girls wore, but now everyone looked at Shancha's clothes and wanted to take them off and wear them themselves. If they couldn't be a princess, couldn't they wear the clothes that a princess wore?

"No, it's impossible." The woman's face turned pale. As a princess of the current dynasty, her status must be so noble!

"I wouldn't dare lie to you about this." Mrs. Geng glanced down at her and said, "So, am I helping you?"

The woman was so frightened by what Mrs. Geng said that she ducked down and tried to run away.

"Hey, you want to leave?" Mrs. Geng jumped down from the stage, grabbed the woman, and dragged her all the way to the stage.

"I, I was wrong." The woman panicked. Mrs. Geng was very strong. She turned around and wanted to call Niu Dazhu to pull her away, but who knew that Niu Dazhu had already died somewhere.

"Do you realize your mistake now?" Mrs. Geng dragged her directly onto the stage. She helped the woman to her feet and asked with a smile, "Madam, besides the one Shancha is wearing, is there any other dress that you think would look like something a prostitute would wear?"

Mrs. Geng asked the question in a loud voice, and not only the woman heard it, but everyone in the audience heard it. They looked at the six girls lined up on the stage one by one. Each of their clothes was tightly worn, not transparent, and there was nothing fancy about them. They really had nothing to do with the girls in the brothel.

"Not like it." A man's voice sounded, "How could a girl in a brothel wear so much?"

“Hahaha~”

The man's words caused everyone to burst into laughter. Soon, someone else said, "That's right, don't the girls in the brothel just wear a layer of gauze?"

"Doesn't that mean you can tell the color of your bellyband?"

"That's right, you didn't see it, the girl's body was glowing white!"

Seeing the men's voices rising one after another, Jin Wu hid silently. God knows he was shaking all over when he spoke just now.

"Okay, take a look, do the clothes in our Zhiyun Tower look like the ones worn by girls in brothels?" Mrs. Geng asked loudly.

“No.”

Now everyone answered in unison.

"Good!" Mrs. Geng said with a smile, then looked at the woman and asked, "Do you think it looks like her?"

"No, not that similar. Maybe I saw it wrongly." The woman lowered her head, without any of the loud voice she had just had, as if she had become a young wife who had just entered the house, not daring to breathe.

"Oh, I saw it wrong."

Mrs. Geng spoke in a long tone, pulling at the clothes of Mudan and the others, introducing them one by one: "Let me tell you, our host is from Shengjing, and this dress is the most fashionable in Shengjing. This one was worn by Miss Lin from the Prime Minister's Mansion at the Shengjing Poetry Festival last year. It's the same style, but the color and material are slightly different."

"And this one, it's Minister Cui..."

Mrs. Geng is not only a good cook, but also has a lot of elegance in her speech. She is surrounded by the princess of the current dynasty to the east, Miss Lin from the prime minister's house to the west, and the daughter of Minister Cui to the north. Now, everyone wants to buy clothes for her even more!

"Don't rush to buy clothes. We have plenty of fabrics that can be customized into clothes. The fabrics from our Zhiyun Tower are high-quality fabrics brought back from outside. The various shades of purple are especially loved by the ladies in Shengjing." Mrs. Geng smiled as she watched everyone eagerly trying to grab the clothes. She was in a particularly good mood!

She should have completed the task given by the eldest lady, right?

Soon, Mother Yu appeared and sang the same tune with Mrs. Geng, scaring the woman so much that she almost peed her pants. She even gave away the Fang family. The women who had not left yet looked at her with even more contempt, and when the Fang family was mentioned, everyone knew everything!

It's not like they hadn't been to the Fang family to buy cloth before, but not only did they have nothing to give, but those people also looked down on them. When rich ladies and young ladies went there, they were very enthusiastic, but when ordinary people like them went there, they were ignored.

Unlike Zhiyun Tower, no matter what their identities are, they all smile at each other!

The Zhiyun Tower has just opened, and you're already saying that the clothes are those worn by brothel girls. How mean-spirited!

For a moment, everyone silently formed a preconceived bad impression of Fang's cloth shop.

"The clothes worn by the princess?" Jun Lie looked at the red dress on Shancha. The current emperor has only one princess, Jun Qin, who is extremely pampered.

"The style and fabric craftsmanship of the clothes the princess wore are naturally incomparable to the ones she wore!" Xiao Jiuyue added with a smile, "However, this is the style the princess wore three years ago."

Three years ago?

Jun Lie took another look at the clothes. He couldn't tell whether it was worn three years ago or last year.

"Your Highness the Third Prince won't expose me, will he?" Xiao Jiuyue tilted her head. In ancient times, there was no awareness of copyright. As long as one said a certain style of clothing that Shengjing liked, even if it was just a piece of cloth draped over the body, everyone would probably praise that the color of the cloth was beautiful!