People in the Qin Dynasty, entertained during the Warring States period

She used all the money she got from her younger brother to build this place into a stronghold for the farmers in Chu capital.

She told her younger brother that she was working as a dancer here to earn money, but in reality, she was the mastermind behind the place.

From now on, everyone in the pavilion will be a trustworthy farmer's son.

Making money is secondary.

Cao Ze smiled and asked, "I wonder how much it would cost to enjoy a young lady's dance?"

Hua Ying slowly extended a slender, jade-like finger.

"Ten gold coins? Hmm, not bad."

Without blinking, Cao Ze took out a gold note with a face value of ten gold coins and placed it on the table.

Hua Ying paused for a moment, then unconsciously looked at the gold ticket.

So generous? Is this the kind of sucker that's rumored among farmers?

Seeing Hua Ying's expression, Cao Ze realized that he might have given her too much.

He had also forgotten that the woman before him was not the courtesan who would later become famous throughout Qi.

But the money has already been given, so we can't take it back.

However, we still need to make up for it from other places.

If this were a brothel, maybe I could even have Hua Ying sleep with me.

Cao Zeqi read it aloud for a moment, then smiled and said, "Is Miss Huaying still not satisfied?"

Hua Ying quickly took the money.

As the person in charge of the Farmer's Family in Chu Capital, she was not well-off, otherwise she wouldn't have cheated her own younger brother out of money.

"Satisfied, extremely satisfied..."

Although Hua Ying was a bit greedy, she hadn't lost her mind. "How did you know my name, sir?"

This Qin censor had just arrived in the Chu capital and hadn't even been there a day before coming to her door, so it was hard not to have some doubts.

Cao Ze thought to himself, "This woman is quite shrewd."

He said calmly, "After seeing your stunning beauty on the street when I first entered the city, I couldn't forget you, so I inquired and learned your name."

"No wonder... he's a lecher too..." Hua Ying muttered to herself. As a dancer with some fame in Chu, she was very confident in her appearance.

She smiled gently: "Please wait a moment, sir, while I do my hair and makeup."

Cao Ze smiled and said, "Okay."

Hua Ying led Cao Ze to the elegant room and brought him several plates of cold dried fruit and a pot of hot tea before going to the backyard.

Upon arriving at the backyard, a cute little girl with bright, clever eyes greeted them, "Sister Huaying, have we had guests?"

Hua Ying pondered for a moment and said, "Qing Ruo, go and tell them that they have something to do today and don't need to come to Zui Meng Lou. Wait for me to inform them."

Originally, the opening was today, and we took the opportunity to recruit some of the farm family's disciples under the guise of hiring odd jobs.

But Cao Ze's arrival at this time made her feel uneasy. Considering the mission of the chivalrous leader, she decided to complete the mission first and then arrange for the farm disciples.

This hideout was something she had worked very hard to find. If the wealthy merchant hadn't been in a hurry to sell, she would have had a hard time getting it. Even so, she had to ruthlessly rip off her underlings to raise the money.

In other words, she is now penniless, and her debts are being paid off by her younger brother who thought she had gone bankrupt in her business.

Qingruo let out a "whoosh" and said, "Okay, I'll go right now."

After saying that, the little girl ran off in a flash.

Hua Ying was both amused and annoyed. She was always so impulsive and careless. She really didn't know what she was thinking when she took her in as a maid.

Cao Ze was leisurely drinking tea indoors when a slender figure slowly opened the door.

The woman changed her clothes, her hair was styled in an elegant bun adorned with a phoenix hairpin, and her face was covered by a semi-transparent veil, just as she had been seen on the street, revealing a pair of beautiful, clear eyes.

Hua Ying clasped her hands together and gracefully entered the elegant room, her steps light and elegant.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, sir."

She bowed slightly, as if possessing some kind of peculiar magic, as if she had truly transformed into a swaying flower branch, captivating anyone who looked at her at first glance.

Cao Ze sat up straight, thinking to himself, "Goodness, he's already playing tricks on me right after we met. Is he really going to do this?"

That's right, although Hua Ying didn't use any seductive arts, she still put effort into the perfume.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have attracted Cao Ze like that.

However, it must be said that Hua Ying's demeanor is excellent, no wonder she will become a famous courtesan and the mistress of Zui Meng Lou in the future.

Hua Ying lightly touched her toes, ready to dance.

Her dance costume was also white, but it had been changed to a long-sleeved dance dress with unidentified flowers embroidered on the hem. As for her lower body, it was a pleated silk skirt in a light red color, like the color of pomegranate seeds.

Compared to the dancers Cao Ze saw in the north, Hua Ying had a thin, transparent white silk ribbon tied around her arm, which resembled the shawl popular in the Sui and Tang dynasties.

Just when Cao Ze thought Hua Ying was about to show off her dance skills indoors, he was surprised to find that Hua Ying's dance steps were limited to a small area.

Hua Ying reached out barefoot, her toes touching the ground, and with a flick of her sleeves, her delicate body spun lightly.

Cao Ze lowered his gaze. Don't misunderstand, he wasn't spying on some secret realm, but rather curious about how Hua Ying could dance in such a small space. Wasn't she afraid of tripping over her own little feet?

To Cao Ze's surprise, Hua Ying was indeed not afraid of tripping, because she did not switch feet at all, and simply danced on the tip of one foot.

This greatly surprised him.

Hua Ying had been keeping an eye on Cao Ze, and seeing Cao Ze's surprised expression, she felt very pleased with herself.

This is her own unique dance, the Dance of Flowers, which she developed herself.

Like a flower standing on the earth, within a small space, it simulates the blooming of a flower.

However, it is precisely because of this that it has a unique beauty, like watching a flower bloom.

Cao Ze hadn't expected that Hua Ying's dance skills had reached this level, completely comparable to those of Xue Nu, Zi Nu, Zhao Ji, and other women.

The shadows of the flowers swirled, and the pomegranate-red dress seemed to bloom like a flower, its hem fluttering, incomparably beautiful.

The most beautiful sight is when the flower shadows swirl and lean back, like a willow swaying in the breeze, their sleeves fluttering in the wind.

Seeing that Huaying's delicate body was bent to its limit, her forehead was about to touch the ground.

Just as Cao Ze was about to catch the beauty who was about to fall to the ground, Hua Ying suddenly touched the ground with her toes and floated three feet into the air, stretching her body in mid-air with the help of inertia.

From the rapid spinning to the gentle movement in mid-air, between the fast and slow movements, the flower shadow seemed to lose its weight, as if it had lingered in mid-air for a long time before finally falling to the ground.

The flower shadows touched the ground with their toes, still within that small space.

After a brief moment of astonishment, Cao Ze clapped repeatedly and exclaimed, "Miss Huaying has such wonderful dancing skills!"

He was genuinely praising him.

This was the first time he had ever seen a dancer who could move so gracefully within such a small space. At this moment, he no longer doubted Zhao Feiyan's ability to dance so lightly in the palm of her hand. Perhaps Zhao Feiyan was a powerful master of dance.

Hua Ying chuckled and asked, "Are you satisfied, sir?"

"Satisfied! Extremely satisfied!"

Cao Ze sighed, "This dance should only exist in heaven; it is rarely heard in the human world."

He felt that the ten gold coins were well spent.

Hua Ying smiled gently, but there was a hint of mockery in her eyes.

She recognized Cao Ze's identity and naturally knew that Cao Ze was a talented poet.

However, she had a preconceived notion that Cao Ze was a pervert. After all, what kind of person would someone be who would try to pick up pretty girls on the street?

Surely he can't be a gentleman?

Unfortunately, Cao Ze had no idea what Hua Ying was thinking.

Otherwise, he would have to retort with "A gentleman is beautiful but not lewd," and ask, "Why can't he be a gentleman?"

But while Cao Ze was pondering how to take his flirting further, Hua Ying had already gracefully left.

Like a fiancée who has finished her performance and received the bride price, she is portrayed as a heartless bitch.

"whee……"

A pretty young girl walked in and smiled at Cao Ze.

"Sir, is there anything else you need? I can dance too."

The young girl, Qingruo, knelt beside Cao Ze, tidying up the cups and plates while showing off her skills.

Unfortunately, Cao Ze wasn't interested in the immature, young girl.

After all, not everyone is Ai Haibara, someone who doesn't care whether an airport is built on hills or plains.

"Alright, I'll come another day."

Cao Ze naturally wouldn't give up easily.

This is the service you get for ten gold coins?

In later generations, it would be like spending hundreds of thousands at an obscure karaoke bar, only to fail to generate even the maximum emotional value for the recipient!

He's just like a fellow Jiangxi native, spending 388,000 yuan to marry Fu Shou'er, a woman who could benefit immensely from a divorce.

Anyone would want to leave her. She wouldn't even need to open her legs. Even prostitutes would praise themselves for their high moral character, honesty, and integrity, making her the perfect choice for a virtuous wife and loving mother.

Seeing that Cao Ze wasn't interested in her, the young monk Qingruo wasn't annoyed. Instead, she chuckled and said, "Sir, you also want to marry my sister Huaying, right?"

Cao Ze became interested and asked, "Is your sister Huaying very popular...?"

He inadvertently noticed a grass bead hanging on the little girl's wrist, which looked vaguely familiar.

The little girl said proudly, "That's right!"

As Huaying's maid, she knew quite a lot.

Although Sister Huaying has always kept a low profile, she is extremely famous among the young people of Chu.

It can be said that "young men from the Five Mausoleums vied to shower her with gifts, and countless bolts of red silk were given for a single song."

If Sister Huaying weren't so virtuous, she wouldn't have been so worried about the money to buy this attic.

Of course, it was also because Ji Bu and Ying Bu were blocking the way.