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1696. Empathetic

The Huayu Tower was bustling with bustling, and the Hushes were intertwined. Although Zhao Dongting and Zhang Tingen were standing at the door, no one noticed them at all.

Zhao Dongting, who is easy to look handsome, looks quite handsome, but men are not like women. As long as women are a little more beautiful, it is capital. If men are not so handsome that they are shocking and inspiring ghosts, it will be difficult for them to rely on their face to make a living.

Of course, Zhao Dongting and Zhang Tingen are not the kind of people who want to pay attention to everyone everywhere they go.

**Before they got off, they stood leisurely at the door, looking at the situation in the Huayu Tower.

I have to say that Huayulou is really stylish and has a lot of tricks.

There are four corner stairs on the lower floor, leading to the four sides of the upper floor, southeast, west and northwest. In the middle, there is a large red stage.

The entire Huayu Tower is presented in an extremely regular structure.

There are eight large maroon pillars hugging each other on the stage. Even in this era, such wood is probably not easy to find, and it is probably valuable.

There are pink curtains surrounding the entire stage, making the scene inside the stage look a bit hazy.

At this time, about a dozen green men were dancing inside. Their dance posture was extremely gentle, and they appeared behind the curtains, and they were even more floating.

There were more than a dozen other young men playing musical instruments next to them.

Stars like snowflakes fell from high altitude. Someone must have thrown petals in the attic.

This picture is too romantic.

I don’t know how many people are eager to see them. Even if they hold the red apprentice who sells their skills and works in their arms, they still have ideas about these young apprentice people.

Zhang Tingen couldn't help but glance, with a look of surprise and shock in his eyes.

With his family background, he can certainly be regarded as the top yamen in the Song Dynasty. His grandfather Zhang Shijie is among the most important ministers, and his status and power are far from comparable to Geng Jianbi.

Even if Zhang Shijie, who was once in the position and the supervision order, retires now, his influence and honor are no match for other officials.

Lu Xiufu, Zhang Shijie, Chen Wenlong, Wang Wenfu, Su Liuyi, Wen Tianxiang...

These people are unusual and are all ministers who have helped the country to revive the country. It will be difficult for the Song Dynasty to appear again in the future.

The State Order and Supervision Order will certainly continue, but the State Order and Supervision Order will no longer have the highest expectations of the people as high as they do.

"This... is so poor and imaginative..."

After a while, Zhang Tingen suddenly murmured and felt emotion. Perhaps the scene in front of him was far beyond his imagination.

Zhao Dongting chuckled when he heard this, "What is this?"

Although it looks very good, it's just dancing. He really thinks this is nothing, and it's not a big deal compared to the wine pool and meat forest.

There are more luxurious things in this world, and how to play.

Of course, he would not tell Zhang Tingen some of the experiences and experiences in the other world. Otherwise, Zhang Tingen would definitely think a lot, and it would be even more troublesome to spread it to women such as Le Chan.

** Finally came down.

She trotted to Zhao Dongting with a fragrant wind, "Oh, look at me, I forgot to ask the young master's name."

Zhao Dongting raised his head slightly and said, "The surname is Zhao, and the name is Dongting."

Many yamen in the city are like this when talking to others outside, as if this is a symbol of identity. If they don’t act like this, they may not be despised by people like **, servants, etc., but if they act like this, they will definitely not be underestimated by them.

Sure enough, the smile on **'s face became even more enthusiastic in an instant, and he looked at Zhang Tingen again.

Zhang Tingen said lightly: "The surname is Zhang, and the name is Tingen."

**When she heard his name, her eyes changed slightly. She had never heard of Zhao Dongting, but Zhang Tingen had heard of it.

A place like Huayulou can be said to have information about people who have been on the table in the imperial city and around. It is true that Zhang Tingen has never been there, but **I remember that the grandson of the retired supervision order was named Zhang Tingen. Her mind was like an account book, with hundreds of names on it, and they were all great yamen that they could not be offended.

Perhaps most of these people have never been to Huayulou, but major brothels like Huayulou will definitely put their names on the "VIP List".

Of course, ** is not sure that the person in front of him is Zhang Zhengling's grandson.

But this did not prevent her from being polite to Zhang Tingen, and Zhao Dongting was even more polite. People like them were the best at observing their expressions.

If the person in front of him was really the grandson of Supervisor Zhang, then how bad can the person he is with?

It may not be beneficial to entertain such people in Huayulou, but if you offend them, you may not be able to take it.

**The plump "arm" almost stuck to Zhang Tingen's arm, which seemed extremely intimate. "Our poet girl asked Mr. Zhao to drink and listen to music. Why not arrange a seat for Mr. Zhang first and then ask two understanding girls to come and accompany me?"

He was still a little surprised when he asked Zhao Dongting to sit on the "Poetry Master" because she never thought that the poems written by Zhao Dongting could be treated differently by Poetry Master.

But this is not important to her.

The relationship between the poet and Huayulou is a bit special, but it does not have an inseparable interest relationship with Huayulou like other prostitutes.

Zhang Tingen was hugged tightly by **, his face was cramped, and even showed signs of turning red.

**He deliberately bit the word "meaning" in "understand" very clearly, but it is meaningful, which makes his ears itchy.

I am afraid that it is false if it is understanding, but it is true if it is understanding.

Zhao Dongting looked at Zhang Tingen's appearance and said, "Then I'll go up and see Miss Shi Lao first, you can sit here for a while."

Zhang Tingen nodded.

**Didn't lead the way for Zhao Dongting, but just called the servant. With the servant's surprised expression, he asked him to take Zhao Dongting to the room of the poet's girl.

She herself led Zhang Tingen to the private room. The neither strong nor light fragrance made Zhang Tingen's young man a little confused.

When he arrived in the private room, this little yellow party who was actually quite knowledgeable was trapped by the ** who was tempered by this romantic place. When he learned that he was Zhang Shijie's grandson, this ** was naturally even more enthusiastic. If it weren't for the fact that Zhang Tingen was still young and suspected of eating young grass, she would probably be able to give herself up.

Finally, two young men with good looks and temperament were called in to accompany Zhang Tingen.

Zhang Tingen's family background is too scary, and she dared not let the Red Guardian come in by herself. Mr. Zhang is still a young man, and the disaster is here, Huayulou can't bear the anger of the Zhang family.
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