The prince is more stable

Chapter 288: Trial Inference
In my previous life, looking for a job was nothing more than submitting a resume, casting a wide net, and seeing which HR was blind enough to choose me, then notifying me for an interview, negotiating the salary, and starting work.

For more formal ones, you may need to take an additional written test.

Visiting a brothel in this life is more complicated than applying for a job. Zhao Xiaoqian really can't understand why these so-called talented men have never seen a woman?
Of course, perhaps the values ​​of these talented scholars are different. They may not come here for beauty, but perhaps to discuss literature with the courtesan...

In fact, the situation downstairs today is the norm in brothels.

The courtesan can only meet one guest, so she can only choose the best one, which leads to competition among talented men.

Competition is not all about money. Money is only the basic condition. The man that the courtesan is willing to see must not only have a considerable family background, but also relatively outstanding talents. Some courtesans even look at whether the other person is handsome.

Only if these conditions are met can you meet the top courtesan.

Meeting is one thing, but taking advantage of someone by touching them is impossible. This is not something a cultured person would do.

The brothel spent a huge amount of money to train a courtesan, and it is impossible for her to give her body to others easily. If one wants to have a romantic moment with the courtesan, he must be redeemed by Zhao Xiaoqian like Jiang Miaoxian and taken back to the mansion as a concubine.

Zhao Xiaoqian, who was well versed in marketing, actually knew very well that things like queuing up to write poems and rounds of screening were actually gimmicks of brothels, all designed to make the courtesans look more valuable so that they could make more money from the talented men.

Obviously the ultimate goal is money, but she can make such a vulgar thing look so elegant and refined. Talented men just fall for it and flock to the courtesan, willing to be the biggest victim.

Zhao Xiaoqian was not used to the habits of brothels. He spent money to go to brothels just to take advantage.

He used to take advantage of Jiang Miaoxian, and now he takes advantage of Niao Niao. If he doesn’t, he is not a real man.

Holding Niao Niao's slender waist, Zhao Xiaoqian grabbed and touched her. Niao Niao collapsed weakly in his arms, her eyes seductive, wanting to resist but also to welcome him.

"The prince hasn't come to see me for many days, but he took advantage of me as soon as he came today. He looks like a refined gentleman, but when he closes the door, he is a complete scoundrel..." Niao Niao said angrily.

"Do you want me to be like the talented scholars downstairs, sit down properly when I see you, and talk to you about articles and poems?" Zhao Xiaoqian chuckled.

Niao Niao covered her mouth with her hands and smiled, "That's not necessary. The prince's talent is known to the world, so why bother pretending? I am not talented or well-educated, and I am not worthy of discussing literature and poetry with the prince..."

As she spoke, Niao Niao's voice gradually deepened, and her expression became shy. "The prince showed his true nature in front of me, which means he doesn't treat me as an outsider. In fact, I am... very happy."

Zhao Xiaoqian's eyes flickered, and he suddenly said, "I just returned to the capital from Xiangzhou after completing an errand. I'm in a very happy mood, and I really want to drink today..."

Niao Niao hurriedly said, "I will pour wine for the prince."

Two cups of wine were filled, and Niao Niao held the cups with both hands in a toast. Zhao Xiaoqian drank it all in one gulp and laughed loudly, "Okay! More!"

Niaoniao filled the glass again and Zhao Xiaoqian drank it all.

Zhao Xiaoqian's face flushed as he drank too much. He raised his eyebrows at Niao Niao and said, "Drink it straight? Make some noise to liven things up."

Niao Niao chuckled softly and said, "What would you like, my lord? Would you like to sing a song, or would you like me to dance for you?"

"It's all fine, feel free to do what you want." Zhao Xiaoqian said casually.

Niao Niao picked up the pipa and began to play and sing for him.

The song "Yangguan Sandie" sung by Niao Niao is so sad and hard to let go, like the broken rain and lingering clouds.

While Niao Niao sang solo, Zhao Xiaoqian kept drinking from his cup.

I don’t know how long it took, Niao Niao sang song after song, and Zhao Xiaoqian’s face was already red, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was obviously a little drunk.

Seeing that Zhao Xiaoqian's sitting body suddenly shook, Niao Niao hurriedly put down the pipa and ran over to support him.

"Prince is drunk today. Don't drink any more, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable tomorrow." Niao Niao advised gently.

Zhao Xiaoqian smiled and said, "No problem. I'm happy today, so I should get drunk."

Niao Niao's eyes flashed, and she followed the meaning of the words and asked, "What exactly is the prince so happy about? Can you tell me so that I can be happy for you too?"

Zhao Xiaoqian suddenly became excited, his words slurring a little: "I just came back from Xiangzhou and wiped out a group of bandits. The emperor was very impressed." Niao Niao also smiled happily: "In that case, I have to congratulate the prince. You have won the emperor's favor."

Zhao Xiaoqian said proudly, "It's just a small contribution, nothing special. The main thing is that the firearms I invented played a great role. We surrounded the mountain and fired in three stages. Bang bang bang, the enemy felled at 300 steps away. It was effortless to destroy the enemy."

Niao Niao's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, but she still gently advised: "Your Highness is speaking louder and louder. I heard that firearms are a secret of the court and cannot be leaked casually. Your Highness needs to be careful with his words."

Zhao Xiaoqian laughed heartily and said, "What are you afraid of? Others should be careful with their words. I'm the inventor of firearms, so why should I be careful with my words? With this powerful weapon, the Song Dynasty can march north and destroy the Liao Kingdom in no time!"

Niao Niao held his arms tightly with both hands, her tone becoming softer and softer. "I have heard that the firearms of our Song Dynasty are very powerful, but I have never seen them with my own eyes. How...are they so powerful? Can the prince explain this to me?"

Zhao Xiaoqian said dissatisfiedly, "I just wiped out a group of bandits. Why didn't you ask? What's so good about firearms? It's just a matter of loading the gun, firing, and boom, the enemy is dead."

Niao Niao shook his arm and acted coquettishly: "Ah, is it a big deal for the prince to wipe out the bandits? But firearms are so powerful, I am indeed curious..."

The more he swayed, the more dizzy he felt. Zhao Xiaoqian raised his head, his eyes were out of focus, and he was obviously very drunk.

Niao Niao stopped and looked at him with complicated eyes.

Zhao Xiaoqian grinned at her unconsciously, then lay down and fell asleep.

Niao Niao pushed him tentatively, and finding that he didn't respond, she stood up. The coquettish look on her face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a look of deep thought.

She walked lightly to the window of the elegant pavilion, and looked at the talented scholars who were still making a lot of noise downstairs. Niao Niao suddenly let out a faint sigh.

After a long time, Niao Niao took out a thin quilt and gently covered Zhao Xiaoqian with it, while she held her chin with both hands and looked at him sleeping with a dazed look.

Zhao Xiaoqian slept for a full hour, and only woke up suddenly when the night deepened. When he opened his eyes, he saw Niao Niao sitting beside him, embroidering with her head down gently and quietly.

Hearing the movement behind her, Niao Niao turned around and smiled softly: "Is the prince awake? You were very drunk today. Are you feeling unwell?"

Zhao Xiaoqian shook his head blankly.

Niao Niao said angrily, "Don't get drunk next time. I haven't said a lot to the prince yet, and you got yourself drunk as soon as you came. I don't know when I will see the prince next time..."

Zhao Xiaoqian said in a hoarse voice, "What time is it?"

"It's already three quarters past midnight."

Zhao Xiaoqian stood up and said, "I'm leaving now. I'll come see you next time."

As he said this, he walked out of the elegant pavilion. He was still drunk and his body was still staggering. Niao Niao hurriedly supported him.

When the door was opened, Wei Jie and Chen Shou were standing outside. They had been guarding outside while Zhao Xiaoqian and Niao Niao were drinking and having fun.

They took Zhao Xiaoqian from Niao Niao's hand, and the two of them held him on the left and right and left the brothel.

Niao Niao stood outside the door, watching Zhao Xiaoqian get on the carriage in fascination. After sighing softly, she turned around and returned to the elegant pavilion.

In the shaking carriage, Zhao Xiaoqian's eyes were clear, without any sign of drunkenness at all.

Lifting the carriage curtain, Zhao Xiaoqian said to Wei Jie, who was riding outside, "Old Wei, Niao Niao is very interested in the firearms of our Song Dynasty. She is most likely approaching me for the firearms."

Wei Jie narrowed his eyes and said solemnly, "Is she a spy? Can you find out who is behind her?"

Zhao Xiaoqian sneered: "I'll ask her in person, who sent you here?"

Wei Jie also knew that he had asked a stupid question and smiled embarrassedly.

Zhao Xiaoqian lowered the carriage curtain and said calmly, "Have the Imperial City Division continue to keep a close eye on her. Send more spies inside and outside Zuihuayin to keep a close watch on her."

(End of this chapter)