Chapter 103: Foreign Woman

Chen Zhubu is a trustworthy person.

This time I will pay for it myself, and I don't need to pay the Ministry of Property.

Xiushanfang is located in the east of the city. It is considered a slum by colleagues in the Demon Slaying Division. As for Deshengfang where Zhou Yi lives.

Is there such a place in Luojing?

Qunfang Pavilion.

"This name is too vulgar. Old Chen, your taste has declined! Go in and take a look!"

Zhang Cheng took the lead, followed by seven clerks and Chen Zhubu, a dozen people.

Qunfang Pavilion looks ordinary from the outside, but extremely luxurious inside. The style is different from the elegant Chunfeng Tower and Wangyue Pavilion. The items displayed inside are all gold, silver, pearls and jade. It is as vulgar as it can be.

"Dear guest, please enter the Huakai Fugui Pavilion."

The madam is a young woman with a red veil on her face, tall figure and light steps.

"Interesting."

Zhou Yi and Zhang Cheng looked at each other, grabbed Chen Zhubu's shoulders and pulled him to a corner, and said to the others: "You go first, I'll talk to the adults about how to settle the accounts tonight."

When the others heard about the accounts, they ran away.

"Lao Zhang, Lao Zhou, I'll settle the accounts. I'll take care of the whole place today."

"Brother Zhang, let me ask?"

Zhou Yi saw Zhang Cheng nod, and smiled: "Sir, do you have something to say clearly?"

"What? I don't understand."

Chen Zhubu's eyes rolled, and he was going to fight to the death.

"I've been practicing magic recently, and I've learned a way to ask my heart. Just answer whatever I ask."

Zhou Yi's fingertips shone with spiritual light, and he said: "For example, where is the private money hidden, do you have a confidante, do you have a child outside..."

Chen Zhubu's wife is a childhood sweetheart and a martial arts master. She allows him to be free and easy in the brothel. If he dares to bring it home, the consequences will be disastrous.

Chen Zhubu's face fell, and he clasped his fists and said, "I said I couldn't hide it from you two. This matter has something to do with Lao Zhou."

"You are slandering me!"

Zhou Yi glared, "I am a decent person. I only go to Chunfeng Tower to talk with girls and never stay overnight."

"It's not Chunfeng Tower, it's Wang Shilang."

Chen Zhubu explained, "Didn't Lao Zhou write a book? Wang Shilang took all the benefits..."

After Zhou Yi condensed the Yin God, it was soon investigated that he wrote "The Punisher's Talk". It was not a secret and he didn't deliberately hide it.

The fact that Wang Bo'an fooled Sanwu Zhenren Lingdan also fell into the eyes of those who were interested.

If Zhou Yi was an ordinary Punisher, it would be fine. Now Zhou Yi is a master of refining spirits. If he was placed in the court, he would be at least a third-rank official.

Chen Zhubu's uncle, the left assistant minister of the Ministry of Personnel, Chen Guangji, and the newly promoted right assistant minister Wang Bo'an, clashed over the issue of foreign races in Luojing.

Minister Chen then set his sights on Zhou Yi, saying that the enemy of his enemy can be a friend.

Zhou Yi asked, "The problem of foreign races... Is there any change in the war in the northern border?"

"It is probably going to end. As long as His Majesty issues a general attack order, General Gongsun will be able to drive the northern Rong people back to the mountains."

Chen Zhubu explained, "Because there are many foreign merchants in Luojing, my uncle and Minister Wang had a dispute over the treatment issue. One advocated strictness and the other advocated leniency."

Zhou Yi thought for a moment, "Is Minister Chen a man of His Majesty or the prince?"

The Dagans are generally repulsive to foreign races in all directions, after all, border troubles have continued for years.

The core conflict between Minister Chen and Minister Wang is not about the treatment of foreign races. They don't care about whether foreign races are treated harshly or leniently, but about competing for the right to speak in the Ministry of Personnel.

The officialdom is like a battlefield. If newcomers want to take power, they can only snatch it from the hands of the old.

If Minister Chen is a prince's party, then he will turn around and leave.

"Your Majesty is vigorous and the prince is still young, so of course my uncle will fully support Your Majesty!"

Minister Chen said: "My uncle was selected as the third place in the palace examination in the 15th year!"

"That's good."

Zhou Yi said: "What do you think, Brother Zhang?"

"It doesn't matter, what a shitty minister, a mere sixth-rank official is qualified to go against Old Chen?"

Zhang Cheng snorted coldly: "Old Chen has been an official for a long time, and he is too particular about the correct procedures. If I were him, I would beat him up on the spot, and then I would make him piss and pee. How can I have the face to fight for power."

Zhou Yi nodded in agreement. In the eyes of the master of refining spirits, there are only masters of refining spirits.

Wang Bo'an is a sixth-rank official, serving as the third-rank official of the Ministry of Personnel. Even with the support of the Jixia Academy, he is not worthy of the position in the eyes of the real strong.

"Then let's go in and take a look?"

There are really flowers blooming in the Huakai Fugui Pavilion. It is a bitter winter outside, but it is full of spring inside, with clusters of flowers. This alone is worth a courtesan in Chunfeng Tower.

Zhou Yi observed the formation prohibition in the corner, which was always emitting warmth and wood spirit.

"Chunfeng Tower is out of date. It has been holding courtesans for hundreds of years. We should learn from them."

"Humph! The consumption of this formation in one day can bankrupt Chunfeng Tower."

Zhang Cheng bowed in the direction of the palace: "I originally planned to vent my anger for Lao Chen and you, but now I am sharing the worries for His Majesty and repaying the emperor's great grace!"

Zhou Yi was amazed. Lao Zhang was very good at doing things. He was ready to leave his hometown at the slightest sign of trouble. I was strong and the enemy was weak and I immediately struck hard.

The emperor's great grace was always on his lips, and he always stood on the side of justice. When it came time to die for His Majesty, he would probably run faster than a divine cow.

Zhang Cheng sat in the main seat with a big horse and a golden sword: "Call the girls quickly, the more the better!"

The madam quickly brought in more than 30 girls, all of whom were graceful, wearing foreign costumes, and covered with light gauze, much more open than the women of Dagan.

Zhang Cheng waved his hand and left them all: "Old Chen, go and settle the bill."

"You can settle it when you leave..."

Before the madam finished her words, she received a ten thousand tael silver note from Chen Zhubu, and immediately shut up.

In brothels, there is only a rule that if the money is not enough, it must be supplemented, and there is no rule to return the difference.

When the girls came, the atmosphere suddenly became much more lively.

Two women in red gauze skirts, one on the left and one on the right, with smiling eyebrows and charming manners, poured wine and massaged Zhou Yi's legs.

Zhou Yi asked: "Where is your hometown?"

The woman wanted to speak, and a flash of magic flashed, which was the heart-searching magic.

"... Liping County, Feiyun Prefecture."

The woman's face was slightly sluggish, and she answered the question obediently.

"Are you not from Beirong?"

"No."

"Great! You actually tricked me!"

Zhou Yi stood up suddenly, flipped the table in front of him, and the cups, plates and bowls were smashed all over the floor.

"Smash it for me!"

Mu Ran, a colleague in the cabinet, was shocked, not knowing what happened, and then saw Zhang Cheng and Chen Zhubu also flipped the table.

No need to think about it, unless you don't want to stay in Monobe, you must follow immediately.

In a flash, Chunnuanhuakai Pavilion was razed to the ground, and everyone was still dissatisfied.

The desire to destroy seems to be more interesting than the girl.

The Qi-refining monk must be a good hand at demolition. The Qunfang Pavilion covers several acres, and half of it was razed in a short time.

Guests, girls, maids, servants... ran away in a mess.

The chaos alarmed the patrol officers.

When the officers saw Zhang Cheng and Zhou Yi's appearance, they immediately knew that it was not their responsibility, so they pretended not to hear the old procuress's shouting and turned around and left.

Zhou Yi waved his hand and cast a spell, blasting towards an unknown attic in the backyard of Qunfang Pavilion.

"Stop!"

An angry shout came out, and a barbarian with a naked upper body and a face full of monster tattoos jumped out of the attic and punched Zhou Yi.

The sword flashed, and the barbarian's body broke into two pieces silently.

"Refine the spirit!"

A few more barbarian warriors jumped out of the attic, their faces grim.

Dagan's refinement of spirits is a great wizard of the tribe in Beirong, with a high status, and they must kneel down and worship when they see him.

Zhou Yi was too lazy to talk to them, the sword flashed, cutting the tendons and bones of the hands and feet, breaking the Dantian Qi Sea, and the people of the Demon Slayer Department took him to the prison.

When the purple-clothed divine detective of the Six Gates came with people, the people of the Ministry of Things had already gone to Chunfeng Tower.

The Qunfang Pavilion was reduced to ruins, and the aliens lay on the ground wailing.

When the divine detective saw the seriously injured barbarian warrior, his face changed slightly.

"Catch him, seal off the scene!"