The three top courtesans all have outstanding looks. Hongyu's appearance is as sad and delicate as the blue clouds and misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.
Madam Qingyun has a more mature charm, and her eyebrows are full of charm.
As for Mo Yu, she looked more like a carefree young lady with an uncertain mind, her eyes and eyebrows full of charm.
Now that there were beauties in the house and the courtesans were trying to tease him, Zhao Ji's eyes darkened a little.
"Since someone paid me to enjoy a night of pleasure, if I wasted it, wouldn't it be a shame for their arrangement?"
"I'll take advantage of this favor!"
In fact, Zhao Ji knew in his heart that visiting the brothel was probably just a move in the opponent's chess game. The door had been locked today, and they probably hoped that he would stay in the brothel for one night.
Since we are here, we might as well make the best of it. Zhao Ji plans to take the route of responding to each move as it comes.
The three courtesans smiled and surrounded Zhao Ji, performing their talents.
Dance, pipa, and singing.
It really made Zhao Ji experience the feeling of luxury.
After a while, Hongyu really took out the Huadiao wine from behind the shelf.
The wine was kept warm in the pot, but in a short while the four of them were already a little drunk.
Zhao Ji's alcohol tolerance is not limited to this, but he also pretends to be drunk.
Pretending to be in high spirits, he pinched Hongyu's waist with his left hand and held Qingyun's shoulders with his right hand. He didn't know where his shoes had been taken off to, but his feet were already in the basin of Moyu, playing with the bare feet...
The three women were really drunk, and Zhao Ji was able to hear their thoughts through physical contact.
But at this moment, all they are thinking about are the cosmetics and vying for favor among women.
Nothing good to hear.
Zhao Ji's attention was not on his ears.
However, while half drunk, Zhao Ji suddenly asked, "Have you seen the gentleman who invited me?"
[What…who is that…]
[This morning, I woke up before I had enough sleep when my mother woke me up, saying that a distinguished guest would be coming in the evening. Poor me, I didn’t sleep well that night…]
[Mother Zheng didn't even tell the guest her name, let alone his official position.]
Zhao Ji got the information he wanted, and Hongyu happened to move forward.
The soft touch made Zhao Ji stunned for a moment, then his eyes darkened and he took the initiative without any hesitation.
Hongyu was gasping for breath, and the other two women tactfully added to the fun.
That night Zhao Ji finally understood why these three people were the top performers and why each of them had special skills.
When Zhao Ji walked out of the building refreshed, the three ladies were still lying on the couch, soundly sleeping.
Since these three brothel girls didn't know his identity, Zhao Ji didn't have any scruples or pity last night.
But they are all prostitutes.
As soon as Zhao Ji left Zuixianlou, the old lady of Zuixianlou was invited by another person to another room for tea.
After a stick of incense had passed, the old mother walked out of the room with a pale face, holding a heavy silver bag in her hand.
She promised unconsciously: "Don't worry, sir, I can explain this little thing clearly. Our girl is assured and will definitely get it done..."
There was no other sound coming from the room, so the old mother left in disappointment.
When she pushed open the private room that was booked out with a high salary last night, her brows furrowed.
The three girls were lying on the bed, twisting and turning, sleeping soundly, but the guests were gone long ago.
"What's wrong with you? You don't even know when the person left? What use are you?"
The old mother was so angry that she reached out and grabbed the ears of the three girls to wake them up.
Mo Yu was the most outspoken: "We stayed up so late yesterday, and the customer was so energetic that the three of us sisters couldn't handle it. Can't Xiao Mi be able to take a nap for a while?"
Hongyu and Qingyun also stood up exhausted.
It can be seen that both of them were very busy last night.
When the old mother saw the scene, she didn't know how to talk to them.
"There is one more thing I need you to do. Next time you come into contact with guests, tell them that Master Zhangyin is so skilled in martial arts that he made you all dizzy!"
The old mother kept her voice low throughout the instruction.
Madam Qingyu accompanied the most high-ranking officials, so she was naturally familiar with the official positions in the court: "Are you saying that the guest last night was the seal holder? But isn't the seal holder a eunuch in the palace?"
The old lady lowered her voice and patted Qingyu's hand: "Good girl, just follow my instructions. When the time comes, you can get the money. You don't have to worry about anything else..."
Qingyu frowned, but said nothing in the end.
On the other hand, when Zhao Ji returned to his house outside the capital, he happened to see box after box of things being unloaded from the carriage.
Zhao Ji asked the housekeeper in confusion: "It's not a festival, how come so many things are being shipped back?"
The butler had been busy all afternoon and the back of his suit was soaked. He walked up to Zhao Ji, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then put his handkerchief in his pocket.
"It's like this, Lord Zhao, these people said they were ordered by someone else to place the things in our house first."
Zhao Ji frowned slightly, but said nothing. He just asked someone to put the boxes back in the backyard.
While no one was paying attention to him, Zhao Ji quietly slipped over and opened a box.
When I opened it, I saw something familiar.
It was exactly what the emperor had predicted before, that Zhao Ji could choose from the things seized during the house search.
Zhao Ji immediately knew who had sent the item.
"Then register all these things." Zhao Ji instructed the housekeeper.
Every day Zhao Ji had to return to the palace before the keys of the palace gates were unlocked, but yesterday, because of a night of spring, Zhao Ji made an exception and did not go back.
In fact, Zhao Ji does not have to strictly follow these regulations now. First, because he has a special gold medal, which is equivalent to a disguised pass.
On the other hand, Zhao Ji's current position is the seal holder, but he also controls a quarter of the imperial guards. It can be said that as long as he wants, he can even stay in the house outside for a long time like those court officials.
However, Zhao Ji took into account the emperor's appreciation of him, and the fact that the Imperial Household Department was Zhao Ji's base camp, so sometimes he couldn't let it go.
The Prime Minister has also received a reply that the plan is going smoothly.
He asked the aide: "What next? What should we do next?"
Na Mu Liao smiled confidently: "Prime Minister, just wait, Zhao Ji will soon become infamous in the capital!"
"Then it will depend on whether the one sitting on the throne can still trust him as much as he does now..."
Zhao Ji returned to the Imperial Household Department yawning. Many memorials submitted in the past few days had not been processed.
Need to work overtime.
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