Chapter 162: Chunfeng Pavilion!

  "Really going in?" In front of Chunfeng Pavilion, Xiao Yun hesitated a little.

  "What's there to be afraid of? Haven't you ever been with a woman before, Xiao brother?" Zhou Mingxuan teased, looking at Xiao Yun with a playful expression.

  Xiao Yun silently threw him a white eye.

  "Haha, brother, I won't laugh at you either. Come on, let's find a girl to make you happy tonight!" Zhou Mingxuan chuckled and put his arm around Xiao Yun's shoulder, walking into the Chunfeng Pavilion.

  Xiao Yun had never been to such a place of revelry before, and all she had ever seen were scenes from TV dramas, without any personal experience.

  The Chunfeng Pavilion has three floors, and as soon as you enter the door, it is a large hall with an area of over 100 square meters. It is very spacious and is connected to the third floor like a large theater. In the center of the hall, there is a platform about two feet high and several feet wide. At this time, the singing party has already started, and several young women are singing and dancing on the stage, with applause from the audience below.

  The best location was on the second floor, and Zhou Mingxuan's reserved seat was also a private room on the second floor. From the private room looking down, everything on stage could be seen clearly, especially the cleavage of those girls, which could be seen very clearly. As soon as Zhou Mingxuan sat down, his eyes couldn't move away.

  "This Chunfeng Pavilion is indeed famous for a reason, just look at these girls, their figures, their looks, compared to our Pingyang City, it's really like heaven and earth!" Zhou Mingxuan smacked his lips.

  Xiao Yun took a sip of tea, looked up and saw Zhou Mingxuan's pig-like face, couldn't help but laugh and said, "Brother Zhou, I think you should find a wife too."

  Zhou Mingxuan heard this, and with great effort, he withdrew his gaze and gave Xiao Yun a big white eye. "Such a beautiful view, yet Brother Xiao only knows how to bury his head in tea drinking. What a waste! Could it be that you're not interested in women?"

  "The Buddha said that form is emptiness, emptiness is form. No matter how beautiful a woman is, in the end she's just a pile of white bones, a group of ordinary women, what's there to look at?" Xiao Yun laughed and said.

  "Words don't match the heart!" Zhou Mingxuan was quite disdainful, pouting his mouth and saying, "Look at these girls, if not one in ten thousand, they can be considered one in a thousand. And you still call them mediocre and common, I really don't know what kind of beauty is in Xiao brother's eyes!"

  "Form is emptiness, emptiness is form!"

  Xiao Yun smiled but didn't speak, while Qiao, who was pecking at peanuts on the table, suddenly raised her head and imitated Xiao Yun's tone, calling out in a strange accent.

  "You silly bird, what do you know?" Zhou Mingxuan burst out laughing three times, his gaze again drawn to the singing and dancing below. "I wonder when that Mingyu girl will come out, I really can't help but want to take a look at the charm of this Moon Palace's top courtesan!"

  "Since it's the top card, of course it's the final one. Be patient and wait for it!" Xiao Yun said.

  "Good!"

  Xiao Yun's voice fell. The song and dance below ended, the applause was thunderous, and Zhou Mingxuan was also excitedly red-faced and shouted a "good". He took out a large ingot of silver from his bosom and threw it directly down, not afraid of hitting anyone.

  Xiao Yun was speechless, it turned out that this guy had never listened to himself speaking.

  The singing and dancing continued downstairs. As the sky gradually darkened, the lanterns shone like daytime, and the two of them appreciated the singing and dancing while drinking and toasting each other, when suddenly a commotion came from outside the private room.

  "Ah, Lord Liu, you're really late! The private rooms upstairs are all taken. I'm afraid we'll have to make do with a seat downstairs instead. It's lively and the view is great too!" An old madam nodded and bowed as she followed behind a furious-looking fat man, constantly trying to persuade him.

  "Nonsense! I'm a young master of the Prime Minister's mansion, and you actually made me sit in the main hall with those people. You're really asking for death, believe it or not, I'll chop off your head!"

  Liu Shi Chong was really furious, only to arrive a little late, and this old procuress actually didn't leave him a seat. You know, tonight he came with enough silver, determined to spend a spring night with Ming Yu girl, how could he let him sit with those poor devils downstairs, wouldn't that be a loss of face?

  Thinking of Ming Yu's seductive figure, Liu Shi Chong's fat face was filled with lust. Fortunately, he had just arrived downstairs and unintentionally saw a familiar figure upstairs. Since there was no private room available, why not go grab it?

  "Oh no, Young Master Liu, this private room is already taken!" The old madam hastily blocked his way as she saw Liu Shijie rushing towards a private room.

  "Get out!"

  With a kick, Liu Shi Chong sent the door of the private room flying open with a loud crash.

  Zhou Mingxuan was holding a cup of wine, his eyes fixed on the girls' fiery figures below. Suddenly, a loud noise startled him, causing his hand to shake and spilling wine all over the table. Chui'er was also frightened, flapping her wings and flying onto Xiao Yun's shoulder.

  Looking at the burly man in front of him, Xiao Yun's eyebrows furrowed and his face suddenly turned gloomy. This burly man was none other than Liu Shi Chong, who had clashed with him over a piece of Linglong Stone just the other day.

  "Madam, what's going on?" Zhou Mingxuan looked at the madam who came in afterwards with a puzzled and gloomy face.

  "Hmm, this..." The old procuress heard this, but for a moment didn't know how to respond. After all, she couldn't afford to offend either side.

  "Hmph!" Liu Shi Chong sneered coldly, his gaze falling on Xiao Yun's body, a hint of cruelty flashing in the depths of his eyes. "You've got half a cup of tea to gather your things and get out - this private room is mine now!"

  Too arrogant!

  Zhou Mingxuan's face turned green and purple with rage. As the youngest son of Pingyang Hou, he had grown up in Pingyang City, where everyone gave him at least a bit of respect. But this ugly pig-like man actually dared to tell him to pack his things and leave - how could he tolerate such humiliation?

  "I don't know your great name!"

  Although Zhou Mingxuan was furious, he hadn't lost his composure yet. This was Longcheng, not Pingyang City, and under the emperor's feet, there were many people he couldn't afford to offend. So before things escalated further, it would be best to ask about the other party's background first.

  "Hmph!" Liu Shi Chong let out a cold snort, clearly not taking Zhou Ming Xuan seriously. He turned to the old madam and said, "Turtle Granny, tell him who this young master is."

  The old procuress shuddered all over, her face showing a difficult expression. However, under the coercion of Liu Shi Chong, she still stepped forward and said to Zhou Ming Xuan, "This is the young master from the Liu family's mansion, Liu, Liu Shi Chong, Young Master Liu!"

  "Willow shape?"

  Zhou Mingxuan's eyebrows furrowed upon hearing this, and he felt a sense of apprehension. The current Prime Minister, Liu Chuanxiong, was just like his father, the Marquis of Pingyang - a master of the Music Realm. Although Zhou Mingxuan's position wasn't necessarily lower than Liu Chuanxiong's, the latter was someone who stood by the side of the Xia Emperor, which made Zhou Mingxuan unable to help but feel apprehensive.

  "How's that? Scared, huh? If you're scared, then take advantage of the fact that I'm not angry yet and get out of here quickly!" Liu Shi Chong shouted loudly. Zhou Ming Xuan was wary of him, he had seen it with his own eyes, in the entire Dragon City, there were only a few who dared to be disrespectful to Director Liu.

  If he had offended Liu Chuanxiong, let him slander a few words in front of Xia Huang, it would not be good for his father. At this time, he came to Longcheng, and more was to establish a good relationship with various officials. If he had offended the young master of the Liu Mansion at this time, it would be because of a small loss.

  Zhou Mingxuan had to consider his father, so he would be cautious. However, Xiao Yun was not afraid of being barefoot and wearing shoes, and with a sense of anger in her heart, she was about to speak when Zhou Mingxuan suddenly looked up as if he thought of something. His sharp eyes turned towards Liu Shichong, "May I ask, Mr. Liu, what is the relationship between you and Meng Guangren, the great elder of Shuntian Music Club?"

  Xiao Yun heard this and suddenly came back to his senses. Before meeting Ding Xiang, he had already heard the people in the tea house mention that Meng Guangren, who abandoned Ding Xiang, was a high-ranking official in Long City and married into the Prime Minister's family. He had only heard that the fat man's surname was Liu, not Meng, so he hadn't thought about it before, but he didn't expect Zhou Mingxuan to still remember.

  Since it's the Prime Minister's mansion, who else could it be? It must be the current Prime Minister, Liu Chuanxiong. This fat guy is Liu Chuanxiong's grandson, and he might have a relationship with Meng Guangren.

  "Hmph, you young whippersnapper! My father's name is not something you can address directly!" Liu Shi Chong scolded, but his face was full of smugness.

  Zhou Mingxuan heard this and turned his face to exchange a glance with Xiao Yun, it was indeed a case of "guilt has its origin and debt has its owner", they had delivered themselves to the doorstep.

  "Boom!"

  Zhou Mingxuan slammed his hand on the table, pointing at Liu Shichong and said, "Good fellow Meng Guangren! Indeed, dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes, rats beget rats that can dig holes. The father is morally bankrupt, and the son is even more unbearable. If I don't teach you a lesson today, it's hard to vent my anger!"