Gu Hui: "It's okay, let him arrest his people, we'll eat our food."
After saying that, Gu Hui led her younger sisters inside.
None of them had ever been to a brothel before. Princess Jinghe had wanted to go for a long time, but almost everyone in the capital knew what she looked like in men's clothing, so no one dared to let her in.
Entering the Pavilion of Relief from Worries is like entering another world.
The Jieyou Pavilion is much better than the rest of Kuncheng City. It's not decorated in the usual bright red and green as people imagine, but rather in a very refreshing style.
Green plants are planted in various corners, adding life to the house.
Peng Ze looked at the group and said, "Stop!"
The young woman stood in front of the group, shielding them behind her, and said in a somewhat ingratiating tone, "General Ze, please don't be angry. I'll persuade you gentlemen to close the door. I'll close the door today!"
Peng Ze ignored the young woman, took two steps forward, and stood face to face with Gu Hui: "Gu Hui, you're something else! Bringing people to Jieyou Pavilion? Don't you know the rules of the camp?"
Gu Hui calmly replied, "I'm not one of General Ze's men in your naval camp. We don't have that rule in our camp!"
Peng Ze's eyes widened, speechless at those words.
His mother's group was full of women, so of course there was no such rule. What normal woman would come to a brothel?
Princess Jinghe loved watching a good show. She picked up an unopened folding fan and lifted the young woman's chin: "Are you the madam of Jieyou Pavilion?"
The young woman, Hua Shiyi Niang, the madam of Jieyou Pavilion, nodded hesitantly. She hadn't yet realized what was going on. When did the Peng family army have such a tough nut to crack? She wasn't even afraid of General Ze.
Princess Jinghe took a gold ingot from her bosom and placed it in Hua Shiyi Niang's hand, then touched it: "Go, call all the girls here for me. Anyway, General Ze has already come and taken them away."
Peng Ze then looked at Princess Jinghe.
Princess Jinghe ignored him, opened her fan, and swayed as she led her younger sisters to the largest table in the hall.
Gu Hui smiled and said, "General Ze, it's a holiday, so don't be so murderous. How about we invite you over today?"
Peng Ze: "...No!"
Hua Shiyi Niang silently gave Gu Hui a thumbs up. This young master is really something, daring to invite General Ze to drink with women.
At this moment, the men who had gone upstairs to arrest people came down. There were twenty-five of them in total. They escorted the people downstairs, along with a group of girls.
Peng Ze glared angrily at these people.
A group of people knelt down, and one of them said, "General, I am just a little homesick. I know that there are girls in the Jieyou Pavilion who are from my hometown, so I came to listen to the folk songs from my hometown to ease my homesickness."
Once one person started talking, the others followed suit. It just so happened that there were people from my hometown among them, so I wanted to hear their familiar accent.
Several girls also stepped forward to speak up for them, saying, "Look, our hair is all neat and tidy. We didn't do anything. We were just singing." Others said, "We didn't even sing. We were just chatting." Still others held up plates, pointing to the pastries inside, saying they tasted like home, to comfort these patriots who were defending their country.
Peng Ze looked at these people and noticed that their hair and clothes were indeed all neatly arranged.
He was already half convinced when a fool said, "General, if you don't believe me, count our numbers. There are twenty-five of us, and only a dozen or so girls. How could we do something so depraved as to cram several people into one room?"
Peng Ze: "Shut the hell up!"
He glanced subconsciously at the table next to him. Five young women were sitting there. What nonsense are you spouting?
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