Chapter 37: Today I have nothing to do, let's go to the Goulan to listen to music!

Two days later.

Chen Fu.

Chen Yan took off his clothes and changed into a moon-white Brothel, the Brothel embroidered with delicate bamboo patterns, the silk threads faintly gleaming in the sunlight, adding a touch of elegance.

Around his waist he tied a dark blue silk cord, from which hung a smooth jade pendant.

He looked the part of a refined scholar.

"Young Master, dinner is almost ready, why are you changing clothes now and where are you going?" Qingyu looked at Chen Yan puzzled and asked.

"You go ahead and eat, don't wait for me...."

"I have something to do, I probably won't come back tonight!"

Chen Yan straightened his collar, ruffled Qingyu's little head, and smiled.

Having said that, he greeted Zhu Yi and strode out.

"Wasn't it said that we have a seven-day rest?"

Qingyu watched Chen Yan's departing back, not understanding, murmuring doubtfully.

Dantai Mingyue leaned against the door, arms crossed, gave a soft hum: "Look at his appearance, it's probably not anything proper...."

Dressed in proper attire and flashy, he resembled a dissolute scholar; what good could he be up to?

Teahouse.

Yuwen Ze had already been waiting here for a while; seeing the person approaching, he set down his teacup and smiled: "A Xiong, you've finally come...."

"What fun place are you going to take me to?"

His eyes were full of anticipation.

Unlike the playboy heirs of Chang'an, Yuwen Ze cannot easily leave the mansion.

If it weren't for Chen Yan's invitation, he would probably find it hard to come out this time.

"Today I have nothing to do, let's go to the Goulan to listen to music!"

Chen Yan brought Zhu Yi to the table, sat down quickly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and spoke word by word.

I really miss the days of looking for fresh models!

After being busy nonstop for a while, I finally have time to relax.

Having come to this era, how could I not check in and experience the joy of freeloading?

Just thinking about it is exciting!

"Listen to music at the Goulan? Goulan? Won't we be going to the Qinglou to drink flower wine?...." Yuwen Ze froze, his smile froze, he murmured inwardly, troubled: "This... this isn't right?"

Yuwen Ze not having been there doesn't mean he hasn't heard of it.

The Goulan, that's a place of willows and mist....

"What's not good about it?"

"This is great!"

Chen Yan raised his eyebrows, smiled faintly, and corrected.

He paused, then spoke with conviction: "As the saying goes, a sixteen-year-old beauty is like tender dough, and twenty-four, twenty-eight are just as tender. Human Head falls, Human Head falls; marrow dries, marrow dries!"

He spoke with full justification and solid evidence.

Between people, there are four strong bonds that quickly bring them closer and build deep friendship: shouldering guns together, sharing a bed together, splitting loot together, and... doing martial drill together.

The first three are hard to achieve, so Chen Yan decisively chose the fourth, drawing himself closer to the sole son of the Grand Secretary, laying groundwork for the future.

"This..."

"If Father finds out..."

"We might..."

Yuwen Ze hesitated, sucked in a breath of cold air, his voice trembling.

His father had strictly disciplined him since childhood; while others at seventeen had wives and concubines galore, he was still painfully studying Legalist classics and researching military tactics....

Even the maids in the mansion were not allowed to be touched....

"It's fine!"

"After all, men are driven by food and sex; who doesn't go to places like these?"

Chen Yan placed his hand on Yuwen Ze's shoulder and said solemnly: "Even if the Grand Secretary finds out, he'll blame me; you're just someone I brought along!"

He paused, then continued temptingly: "Don't you want to experience it at least once?"

Chen Yan's appearance was exactly like a weird uncle leading pure kids astray.

Yuwen Ze heard this, hesitated a moment, weighed it repeatedly, as if making some decision, gritted his teeth: "Alright... then I'll fully follow A Xiong's arrangements!"

At seventeen, the age of strongest desire, plus having been repressed for so many years, how could Yuwen Ze not be interested in male-female affairs?

Moreover, with the A Xiong whom Father values also going along, even if Father knew, he wouldn't add extra punishment!

"That's right!"

Chen Yan curled the corner of his mouth, looking at the teachable Yuwen Ze, and said amusedly: "When going to these places, you must keep in mind a few principles...."

"A Xiong, please speak!"

Yuwen Ze sat up straight, listening attentively.

He looked the model of an eager learner.

He showed great interest....

"No, it's her rejection of you."

"No way, it's her affirmation of you!"

Chen Yan lightly tapped the table, half-smiling, speaking playfully.

"Pfft... cough!"

Zhu Yi had just lifted his teacup, was about to take a sip, and got choked.

He originally thought he, as the Young Master, would be teaching some sort of Qinglou pitfall‑avoidance guide.

But he never imagined that what he would teach would be this???

But it seems roughly okay, not really problematic; for Yuwen Ze this novice, it's indeed a much‑needed course.

"If you like a woman, don't let her tears flow from her eyes!" Chen Yan pursed his lips, then said meaningfully.

"Huh?"

Yuwen Ze was stunned, hearing it as hazy and confusing, yet vaguely he began to understand.

"Learning to listen to sound and adjust speed is a man's most basic required course!" Chen Yan stroked his chin, smiling.

As everyone knows, mastering vehicle condition mainly comes down to grasping sound waves.

According to the sound wave, appropriately loosen the throttle.

Of course, these are still too profound for a novice.

What matters most for him is to find the right direction and avoid detours!

"This works too?"

"Junior, I've been taught!"

Yuwen Ze struggled to understand, then suddenly his mind cleared, his eyes lit up, and he bowed his fist to Chen Yan.

He just hasn't experienced it, but he's not an idiot.

What Brother A Xiong said are all words of wisdom, advice from experience!

"The girls of the Qinglou are versed in all eighteen martial arts...."

Chen Yan lifted his teacup, took a light sip, and sighed: "It's not something those stiff young ladies from aristocratic families can compare to!"

Speaking, he involuntarily recalled the past.

To say coming here, the thing that makes Chen Yan most uncomfortable is that he can no longer go to the club.

Dongguan-style service really makes one nostalgic!

If he ever gets the chance, he also wants to open a Qinglou, to give this era a bit of "Dongguan" shock!

Let's see what counts as professional....

Yuwen Ze listened, his heart blossoming, his earlier worries long cast aside, he unconsciously rubbed his palms and asked: "Brother A Xiong, when do we set out?"

Chen Yan saw from Yuwen Ze's eyes that he couldn't wait, snapped his fingers, gave a light smile, and said: "Now!"

"Onward, to Chunman Lou!"

Chunman Lou.

Apart from the Jiaofang Si, Chunman Lou is the most famous Qinglou in Chang'an.

There's a saying among the folk: as long as you have enough silver, at Chunman Lou there are only girls you can't imagine, none you can't find.

"What a lot of girls! Truly plump and slender, each with her own charm!"

The dazzling flowers gradually bewilder the eye; Yuwen Ze couldn't take it all in, gulped hard, looked at Chen Yan, and asked: "Brother A Xiong, where should we start playing?"

If it weren't for his unfamiliarity with the procedure, Yuwen Ze, who had never experienced such a scene, would have lunged forward, embraced left and right, and kissed her fragrant cheek.

Brother A Xiong truly does not deceive him!

"These are nothing but vulgar fans and common powder...."

Chen Yan disdained to look, smiling: "Since we've come out to play, we must play the best!"

"This Chunman Lou has recently welcomed several Jiangnan flower queens!"

The girls in the outer courtyard who receive casual visitors can only bewilder a novice like Yuwen Ze, but they cannot catch the eye of a veteran like Chen Yan who has experienced everything.

Are even non-flower queens worthy of their tables?

"That's great then!"

Yuwen Ze nodded, "I've always heard that Jiangnan beauties are gentle and graceful, with soft jade-like bodies and tender flowers...."

Chen Yan hooked Yuwen Ze's neck and strode straight inside.

Luanchao Xiaozhu.

The villa of the flower queen Jiang Li had already gathered many people; looking around, they were all scions of aristocratic families, talented romantics, wealthy young masters, and promising youths....

Chen Yan was searching for the flower queen's figure when a hand landed on his shoulder: "From afar I already recognized that back—it really is you!"

Chen Yan turned his head at the sound: "How is it you?"