"Young Master Xiao, that's not right of you. The young prime minister is coming, why didn't you tell me beforehand?!"
Madam Fu was a little chubby. Although her features were still decent, she was old and her beauty had faded. Moreover, the rouge and powder she wore looked awkward no matter how you looked at her. Comparing her to Zheng Hongxiu was an insult to Zheng Hongxiu.
Madam Fu arranged for the girls to sit down, and said with a smile, "These are all the best girls in our Cuifang Pavilion..."
"Wait, can't you see we have girls here?" Xiao Luomu stopped the girl who was about to sit down.
Mrs. Fu was a little embarrassed and asked doubtfully, "This..."
Zhao Cheng laughed and said, "Aunt Fu, don't misunderstand. Of course, the best girls can sit here with me, but they can't!"
Xiao Luomu pointed to the stage and said, "The best girls will come out later, right? They are the candidates for the top courtesan chosen by you, Madam Fu!"
Madam Fu said, "They're just performing tonight, they don't take customers..."
"Are you crazy, Madam Fu?" Xiao Luomu scolded, "It's an honor for them that the young prime minister wants them!"
"Yes, yes, yes..." Mrs. Fu said anxiously, "But the rules for tonight's event have already been announced..."
“I understand. Madam Fu is afraid that the courtesan candidates will entertain me but not others, thus losing the integrity of the establishment.”
“That’s exactly right!” Madam Fu nodded vigorously.
"That's easy. I'll teach you an idea so you won't suffer any losses."
Zhao Cheng leaned back, placed his legs crossed on the table, and smiled, "Instead of saying you're changing the rules, let's say we've added an activity tonight. When each contestant for the title of 'Queen of Flowers' performs her talent, all guests can give unlimited tips. The guest who ranks first in tips for each contestant will get the opportunity to spend time alone with her!"
"As for how long we can spend alone together, that's up to you."
"That way, Louzi won't break his promise, and you can still make a good profit tonight!"
Madam Fu was already overjoyed, staring at Zhao Cheng with burning eyes, her forward posture making it seem as if she was ready to pounce on him at any moment.
"Young Prime Minister, you're my God of Wealth!!"
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