Chapter 127

"Elder brother, when do you plan to go find the eldest daughter of the Song family?"

Suddenly, Gao Changwen asked, his eyes full of strong curiosity.

Gao Yang looked surprised, "Why should I go find the eldest daughter of the Song family?"

"Elder brother has liked her for ten years and paid so much for her; giving up just like this, isn't it a big loss?"

"Furthermore, elder brother is now valued by Your Majesty and has made so many achievements one after another. Even if Miss Song is arrogant, she will always prioritize elder brother."

Hearing this, Gao Yang couldn't help but laugh.

"Prioritize?"

"But why should I let her prioritize me?"

"Just like you said, at present, I am valued by Your Majesty, and I am the eldest son of the number one Duke Mansion in the court; why should I hang myself on her tree?"

For a time, Gao Changwen felt it was very right, but also felt something was wrong.

"Just now, when that 'Qingping Diao' came out, did you see the eyes of the girls in the Rouge Pavilion?"

Gao Changwen nodded heavily; he remembered this clearly, "They all had worship for elder brother in their eyes, and they couldn't wait to eat elder brother."

"Without exaggeration, even if elder brother doesn't exploit the loopholes in the law, just relying on these two lines—'Clouds remind me of her clothes, flowers of her face; the spring breeze brushes the railing, the dew is thick and rich'—you could get it for free everywhere."

Gao Changwen said with envy.

"Books are hated only when they are needed"; at that moment, he truly realized what kind of feeling this was.

Gao Yang took out the Supreme membership card of the Rouge Pavilion again, "Even without relying on talent, getting it for free is not a problem, so why should I go find Song Qingqing?"

Gao Changwen scratched his head, feeling more and more that it made sense.

Song Qingqing is beautiful, and her appearance far exceeds the women in the Rouge Pavilion, but she can't stop the women in the Rouge Pavilion from being "seductive."

And one a day, without repeating, and even with a top courtesan to accompany you.

The appearance of this top courtesan might not be inferior to Song Qingqing.

Between the two, he prefers the latter.

Elder brother... said it very reasonably.

"But I just feel that elder brother has paid so much; once you give up, it's too big a loss."

"Changwen, you are young; the water of love is too deep, and you can't grasp it. Just from these words you just said, you already have the posture of a 'lick-dog'."

"What is a 'lick-dog'?" Gao Changwen looked curious.

"The big yellow dog in the mansion; whenever you return to the mansion and see it, what does it do?"

"Naturally, it rushes up to pounce on me, licks my hand, and is extremely happy."

Gao Yang said with a smile, "If you are in a good mood, what will you do?"

"Naturally, I will rub its head to show intimacy, and even throw a bone or two to tease it."

"Then what if you are in a bad mood, but it is still full of enthusiasm for you, rushing up to lick you wildly?"

Gao Changwen scratched his head again, "I guess I would give it a kick."

But speaking of this, Gao Changwen was also shocked.

"Is this what a 'lick-dog' is?"

Gao Yang showed a look of affirmation to Gao Changwen, "Not only that, if that dog is hurt by your attitude and refuses to be intimate with you, you only need to throw a bone or two, and it will continue to come up."

"Then it repeats, all depending on the owner's mood."

"Hiss!"

After hearing these words, Gao Changwen gasped.

He looked shocked.

"After hearing these words and knowing what a 'lick-dog' is, what do you think?"

"Elder brother, I suddenly feel that being a 'lick-dog' is quite interesting."

Gao Yang's mouth twitched, feeling it was against heaven.

Gao Changwen was excited, and then said: "Elder brother, I thought of another question: since licking one person makes one a 'lick-dog', then if I lick ten people, a hundred people, am I still a 'lick-dog'?"

Gao Yang: "..."

He should have known that there is no one simple in the Duke of Dingguo's mansion.

But he was too lazy to pay attention to Gao Changwen, and he shouted, "Shopkeeper."

Following Gao Yang's voice, a white and fat middle-aged man soon walked up.

As soon as he saw Gao Yang, he immediately knew a distinguished guest had arrived.

"This young master, I am the shopkeeper of Jin Duan Lou, my surname is Qi. I don't know what kind of cloth you need?" Shopkeeper Qi had a smile on his face.

Gao Yang's gaze swept over the top-quality brocade and silk in Jin Duan Lou.

"I heard that the Zhao Kingdom produces a kind of cloth called 'Zhao Gao'; can the shopkeeper show it to me?"

"Young master, please wait; you have come to the right place. In the entire Changancheng, I guess only our Jin Duan Lou has stock now."

"This Zhao Gao is good cloth; you will know as soon as you touch it. Only the textile technology of the Zhao Kingdom can produce such fine and white cloth, but now only the warehouse has stock, so please wait a moment."

The shopkeeper said repeatedly, his tone full of admiration for Zhao Gao.

"Then I will trouble the shopkeeper." Gao Yang replied politely.

Seeing this, Gao Changwen was very puzzled. He asked curiously, "Elder brother, there are many fabrics here; why did you only take a fancy to Zhao Gao?"

"Although this Zhao Gao is delicate and comfortable to wear, it is transported from the Zhao Kingdom, and its price is high; the cost-performance ratio is really not high."

Gao Yang was very surprised, "Today you really made me look at you with new eyes."

"You even understand cost-performance ratio?"

Gao Changwen couldn't sit still, "Elder brother, what are you saying? Your foolish younger brother is just not very smart, but I'm not stupid."

"The Zhao Kingdom borders our Da Qian, but it is thousands of miles away. Merchants from both countries have to transport Zhao Gao to Changancheng; the manpower, transport capacity, and guards to guard against bandits on the road are all astronomical figures. When the cost goes up, the selling price goes up."

Gao Yang nodded, "What you said is good; it is indeed this reason."

"This is also the main reason why Zhao Gao is precious."

Gao Changwen's eyes flickered, "Does elder brother think this Zhao Gao is profitable? Want to intervene?"

Gao Yang looked at Gao Changwen, who was full of eagerness, and said ambiguously, "You could say that, but I have to see specifically."

"It's not certain yet."

Thinking of Zhao Gao, a smile appeared on Gao Yang's face.

If this Zhao Gao is really as he thought, then is it just profitable?

This was clearly just a smile, but for some reason, it made Gao Changwen feel cold all over.

It was as if many people would die.

Illusion.

It must be an illusion.

Gao Changwen said to himself.

But just when Gao Changwen was full of suspicion, two women also entered the door of Jin Duan Lou.

Gao Changwen knew both of them.

One was Chen Yi, the eldest daughter of the Minister of War's family, and the other was Song Qingqing, the eldest daughter of the Song family.

The two were followed by several maids.

Chen Yi can also be considered a beauty, with exquisite features, fair skin, and a palm-sized face that attracts attention.

But compared to Song Qingqing on the side, it was more than just a notch inferior.

Song Qingqing was wearing a green long dress, which set off her fair skin even more. Her features were exquisite, and her face was beautiful. If you only look at her appearance, she is even on par with Shangguan Wan'er.

Gao Changwen hesitated; if he hadn't experienced Gao Yang's "lick-dog" theory.

He would have gone up to say hello.

But now it's not possible; Song Qingqing treated his elder brother as a "lick-dog," which insulted not only Gao Yang but also him.

He just poked Gao Yang to indicate that two uninvited guests had come to the door.

Gao Yang looked over subconsciously.

At the same time, Chen Yi also poked Song Qingqing's white and tender arm.

Song Qingqing's beautiful eyes also looked in the direction Chen Yi indicated.

In the air, their eyes met, but there was no so-called "electric sound" intertwined.

There was only Gao Yang quickly moving his gaze away and turning to look at the other side.

Although he didn't like people like Song Qingqing, he was waiting for Zhao Gao, so he chose to ignore them directly.

This act of treating them as strangers instantly made Song Qingqing unable to hold it together, and her eyes were full of grievance. ===== CHAPTER 129 =====