[Host, Chen Tang is listening to some folk music at the music hall and flirting with a beautiful woman.] 06 reported dutifully.
Lin Su, who was almost asleep, suddenly opened his eyes. Just when 06 thought the host was going to catch him in an affair, he turned over and changed into a more comfortable position: [Record the number of times he lingered in the flower garden and the incidents, so that I can look back on it later. We have a token of love, so I can't do anything reckless.]
【Okay,】06 do your job conscientiously.
As for whether the peacock would become the host's prey in the future, that was not its concern.
The music hall was filled with the fragrance of red, and the lingering music filled the air, never stopping. This was the only place in the capital where the doors were open all night long.
In an extremely luxurious room, a man was half-leaning on the couch, his peach blossom eyes half-open and half-closed, and he seemed to be drunk, but his hands hanging in front of his chest were beating the rhythm with the music.
"Mr. Chen, this is the new pear blossom white wine we just arrived today. It's just the right match for this song. Please have a sip." After the dancer finished her dance, she came over with the small wine glass in her slender fingers, but was blocked by the suddenly opened folding fan.
The half-drunk man opened his sparkling peach blossom eyes without knowing when, and smiled softly, which was brighter than the starry sky, and made the dancer unconsciously soften half of her body: "Mr. Chen~"
"Of course I have to drink the wine given by a beauty," Chen Tang gently turned sideways, took the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. Not a drop was spilled when the cup was turned over, which attracted cheers from the whole room. The soft Wu dialect was a perfect scene of Bihe River.
The dancer was about to persuade him again when a servant came hurriedly and whispered in Shen Tang's ear, "Young Master, the master wants you to go back. He said there's something important going on."
"Okay, I understand." Chen Tang straightened his sleeves and stood up. The musicians and dancers in the room were all reluctant to let him go. "Master Chen, are you leaving now?"
"There's an emergency at home. When Luo Hong sings a new song, call me and I'll come." Chen Tang stood up, took off a jade pendant from the corner of his eye and put it in the hand of the girl playing the pipa. "Luo Hong's song today is the best."
The jade pendant fell into the jade palm, and the other person had already left gracefully, leaving only the girls in the room who gathered around to look at the jade pendant.
"This must be at least five hundred taels of silver," a girl said enviously, "Master Shen is really generous and easy to serve."
"Who says it isn't?" another girl laughed.
Chen Tang left the music hall amidst the constant greetings, and after getting into the carriage, he shook his sleeves and said, "This scent of powder smells good on its own, but when mixed together, it's really unbearable."
"Young master, if you don't like this place, why are you interested in coming here today?" The servant helped him take off his coat and put on a more gorgeous coat.
The silk and satin were embroidered with patterns in gold thread. If it were not such a bright color as Chentang's, it would just look tacky. But even so, many people said behind his back that the son of the richest man wanted to pile all his wealth on himself, and that he was really a lowly businessman with a petty mind.
However, the more they talked, the more gorgeous Chen Tangben's clothes became, and he even had his own reasons: "People who say these things are jealous, right? They want to wear it but can't."
What he said was indeed reasonable. It took ten embroiderers three months to embroider a set of clothes for Master Shen. It took a whole year from raising silkworms to spinning silk threads, weaving silk into satin, and then presenting the finished clothes to him. Master Shen did not have time to wait for clothes, so Master Shen opened an embroidery shop specifically to tailor clothes for Master Shen. Most people were rich to have a set of clothes, so they naturally could not wear them.
"I did a good deed today, so I have to find someone to sing my praises," Chen Tang said, half leaning against a soft pillow. "The girls in the music hall not only played music, but also supported the audience."
The servant knew his hobbies very well and quickly praised him, saying, "What a good deed did you do today, young master?"
"I gave a beggar a meat bun," Chen Tang said with a smug smile, "and was afraid that he would be robbed if I gave him money, so I deliberately put a tael of silver inside the meat bun. Am I smart?"
"Young Master is truly kind and wise, a hundred times better than those who seek fame and reputation," the servant praised him tirelessly. "Young Master, you have done such a good deed that I can't keep it to myself. You must spread the word and make him a role model for the wealthy."
"Hey, it's just a small matter," Chen Tang said with a wider smile, "If you want to publicize it, you have to do it in a big way. Set up a porridge stall in the north of the city. There are too many disaster victims in the capital recently. They have nowhere to stay. It's time to solve those problems for Yuchen."
"Should we inform Prince Chen?" the servant asked cautiously, putting away his smile.
Prince Xiao Huang, also known as Yu Chen, is the eighth son of the late emperor. He was born to the empress, and was both talented in civil and military affairs, making him the best heir to the throne. However, who would have thought that the late emperor gave the throne to a mediocre illegitimate son.
Chen Tang was on good terms with him, so naturally he supported Xiao Huang more.
"No need," Chen Tang said lazily, squinting his peach blossom eyes. "Just do it. It's better to have less trouble than more, so that the person above won't cause trouble for Yu Chen again."
"Yes, sir," the servant said with his head lowered.
“But you can reveal some information to Yun Ziyu,” Chen Tang reminded him, so that the man wouldn’t always think that he was a playboy and incompetent.
"I understand." The servant naturally knew that his master treated Yun Hui differently from others.
"By the way, what does my father want to talk to me about?" Chen Tang asked.
The servant said respectfully, "From what I heard, it seems that you are talking about getting married due to your age. I want you to go back and discuss it... Master, stop the car, stop the car!!!"
The sound of the carriage stopped abruptly, and the young man inside was nowhere to be seen. The servant kept his hand outstretched and muttered, "Can't you wait until the carriage stops before jumping out?"
Chen Tang flew and landed on a roof. Looking at the carriage that was leaving reluctantly, he opened his gold-painted folding fan and fanned himself.
It is a man's responsibility to get married and start a career. Even the chaste Xiao Huang had several concubines and beauties to hide his identity. However, although he liked the beauties' gentle laughter and soft voice, he inexplicably hated getting close to them. He felt that they were too soft. Although he wanted to protect them well, he had no interest in doing so.
The royal family had no choice but to marry, and he didn't have to hide anything from anyone. He could just make his mother angry for a few days, then buy her some gifts to make amends. As for his father? His mother wasn't angry anymore, and his father didn't even dare to vent his anger.
It's not that he didn't envy his parents' loving harmony and their years of love, but no matter how many beauties he met, he felt something was wrong. None of them were as... pleasing as the beggar's eyes today.
The author has something to say: Thank you for the rocket launcher from the little angel Silhouette, and thank you for the mines from the little angel Sang Zimo~
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