Joy of Life: The melon-eating prince sees through Fan Xian's fake death

Chapter 61: Baoyue Tower is transformed into a karaoke bar
Last time, there were so many butts wiggling in front of me, but I didn’t get anything to eat.

Li Chengqian couldn't bear to be wrongly accused by his girlfriend, so he quickly waved his hand and pointed at Fan Xian: "I, Li Chengqian, am a gentleman. I have never been to a brothel. He taught me how to listen to music in a brothel. I am just making a wild guess."

Fan Ruoruo said "Oh", then turned her head sharply, pouting and staring at her brother, expressing her strong dissatisfaction with Fan Xian teaching the Crown Prince to go to a brothel. You can go by yourself, but don't teach the Crown Prince bad things.
Fan Xian: I am innocent~
Wang Qinian chuckled twice, but was glared at by Fan Xian, so he lowered his head obediently.

"I think your highness the Crown Prince's idea is a good one. It will allow Baoyue Tower to continue operating legitimately without bringing any negative impact." Fan Xian expressed his support, but his previous question to Li Chengqian was not about whether he often came to the brothel.

Instead, I asked him how he could be so clever.
Fan Xian had a bold idea before. Could this prince who loved the people like his own children and was kind-hearted be the same person as him? When he had written the sixteen-character poem to shame corrupt officials and promote the spirit of investigating corruption, he had guessed:

If he and I are the same kind of person, then we can work together to change the world.

It's a fun thing
When Fan Xian thought of this, he drove Wang Qinian away and told his sister to go home: "Ruoruo, you'd better not come to a place like Baoyue Tower. Go back home first. I'll take care of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and he'll be fine."

Fan Ruoruo snorted vigilantly: "Your Highness the Crown Prince doesn't need me to worry."

Li Chengqian laughed awkwardly, and Fan Ruoruo mustered up the courage to lean close to his ear and warned:
"Your Highness, if my brother says something indecent to you, don't listen to him!"

"Got it. I won't be in cahoots with him."

Li Chengqian responded with a smile, and Fan Ruoruo left with satisfaction. Before leaving, she looked at her brother meaningfully. Fan Xian was speechless and had no way of grievance. This was not the first time he had taken the blame for the prince.

As the two of them walked into Baoyue Tower, Fan Xian suddenly spoke:
"Palace Jade Liquor"

Li Chengqian played dumb: "???"

Fan Xian did not give up, and after a while he asked again: "The big hammer is eighty, how much is the small hammer?"

Li Chengqian looked puzzled: "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

Fan Xian's lips trembled as he asked his final question: "Odds change, but evens don't!"

Li Chengqian showed a look of horror: "Nonsense, are you crazy? Please don't, Fan Xian, I am counting on you to help me be my second brother."

"Where is the brotherhood?"

Fan Xian complained, looking somewhat frustrated.

He was like a deflated ball, thinking that he could find like-minded people in this cold world, or even people with the same roots, but Li Chengqian did not seem to be what he expected. The contact codes of several time travelers did not match, what a pity.
Maybe it was just a coincidence. He didn't even figure out his mother's affairs. How could there be a third time traveler in the world? Well, if there is, how great it would be. Although Ruoruo has a certain degree of modern thinking, it is still far from it.

Fan Xian walked into Baoyue Tower dejectedly, thinking that if his mother were still alive, it would be great if they could talk about things from that era.
Li Chengqian silently watched his back, thinking that now was not the time to contact the time traveler. Only when he really needed Fan Xian and joined hands with him to change the world, would he be honest with Fan Xian:
I'm telling Fan Xian that I can't stand feudal society oppressing the people.
Eliminate Emperor Qing’s tyranny, the world belongs to those who travel through time!
If you are my brother, join me in defeating Emperor Qing!
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Baoyue Tower.

In the private room on the top floor, Miss Sang Wen came hurriedly.

I was a little disappointed when I saw Fan Xian for the first time. Didn’t His Royal Highness the Crown Prince come?
"Master Fan Xian, may I ask what you want from me?"

"It's not me who's looking for you, it's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who's looking for you."

Fan Xian gave up his seat and Li Chengqian appeared in front of her. Sang Wen's eyes lit up and a look of joy appeared on her pretty face. She was a person planted in Baoyue Tower by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. She had agreed to work with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the future, but she had not come for such a long time.

Sang Wen originally thought that the Crown Prince had given up on Baoyue Tower, but now he finally arrived:
"Your Highness, please tell me what you need me to do."

Seeing the courtesan being so proactive, Fan Xian was quite speechless. How dare the Crown Prince say in front of Ruoruo that he doesn't come to the brothel and isn't familiar with the courtesan? He really wanted his sister to see how the Crown Prince flirts with other women when he's out.
Li Chengqian ordered:

"Gather all the courtesans in the building, as well as the maids and guards who are responsible for managing daily affairs. Master Xiao Fan will have something to tell you later about the future arrangements for Baoyue Tower. I will let them make a choice together."

Sang Wen nodded, immediately followed the order and called all the courtesans in the building.

Fan Xian stood on a high place and announced to everyone, "From now on, Baoyue Tower will implement changes. Everyone will only sell their skills and not their bodies. We will change the way we make a living. Girls who want to continue to stay in Baoyue Tower can stay where they are. Those who want to leave can leave on their own."

The courtesans looked at each other in bewilderment. They did not know that the person behind this proposal was the Crown Prince. They were all called to the meeting in a fog. So when they saw that it was Fan Xian from the Supervisory Council who proposed this statement, no one dared to believe it:
"Selling art instead of selling your body? How can there be such a good livelihood?"

"Haha, men all say the same thing, but it will be different when the time comes."

"That's right. Master Xiao Fan said to tell those scoundrels not to touch us. Can they listen to him?"

Half of the courtesans wanted to leave, while the other half were still waiting and watching. However, Sang Wen looked up at the tall building, waiting for the person in charge to speak. Li Chengqian walked over to Fan Xian and explained to all the courtesans the business model of Baoyue Tower after its transformation:
"From now on, being an oiran will no longer be a profession that is subject to criticism. You will be trained in elegant activities such as playing the zither, chess, calligraphy and painting. You will serve people with your literary skills and be known for your elegance. All scholars and even those who have never been to school will flock to you more than before."

Fan Xian muttered inwardly: Cultivating stars, huh? His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really has a business mind.
How come we are not the same kind of people?
Li Chengqian came forward to guarantee that the future owner of Baoyue Tower would be the crown prince of Qing, the current prince, the first person under Emperor Qing. The courtesans would understand this, and for the sake of the prince, they were willing to give it a try and devote themselves to the renovation of Baoyue Tower:
"I'm willing to stay!" Miss Sang Wen took the lead in responding.

"I do too!"

"I'll stay too!"

"I am willing to serve His Royal Highness the Crown Prince like a slave~"

The most beautiful courtesans expressed their willingness to become the first batch of "new courtesans".

Li Chengqian looked down at all this and planned in his mind to build an intelligence force based on Baoyue Tower. As long as he could make this new "brothel" famous in Qing Kingdom and be sought after by scholars and writers, those officials who valued their reputation would surely rush to play there in the future.

This makes it very convenient to transmit intelligence or intercept official information.
(End of this chapter)