Chapter 1497

Vermilion Bird Street.

One scholar after another gathered together, like mud and sand entering the sea, vast and mighty.

Looking down from above, one could see these Changan scholars like a black torrent of steel, all heading in the same direction.

"Yo, isn't this Brother Wang? I heard you were studying the books of the sages at home, wholeheartedly preparing for the imperial examinations. What kind of wind could disturb you?"

"What else could it be? Naturally, it's the dispute between Lord Gao and the Pei family. I can skip other things, but how can we scholars sit idly by regarding the matter between the Pei family and Prime Minister Gao?"

"Then you are?"

"I heard that a very beautiful gold-medal technician recently arrived at the Royal No. 1 Club, named 'Don't Eat Cilantro'. Naturally, I am going to the Royal No. 1 Club. Firstly, although my position is low and my words are light, I am providing support to Lord Gao, and secondly, to order this 'Don't Eat Cilantro'!"

"Yo, isn't that a coincidence?"

"Why, Brother Li, are you also going to the Royal No. 1 Club?"

"Naturally, I have silver in my pocket these days, so I might as well see what kind of sacred person this female technician called 'Don't Eat Cilantro' is."

"Then let's go to the Royal No. 1 Club together and order 'Don't Eat Cilantro'!"

"It should be so!"

"Yo, you are also going to order 'Don't Eat Cilantro', isn't that a coincidence?"

"Me too!"

"Then let's go together!"

"Go together!"

"Nothing to do today, should go to the brothel and order 'Don't Eat Cilantro'."

Clatter.

With the surging crowd, the Changan scholars went one after another, with rich smiles on their faces.

They all headed toward the Royal No. 1 Club.

Chunhua Building.

Second floor.

Ever since the Royal No. 1 Club opened, business at Chunhua Building had become extremely bleak, relying entirely on price cuts and small profits but quick turnover.

This also made the Chunhua Building shopkeeper's hair turn half white in less than a year, sighing all day long.

But public opinion is something that always reaches its peak after erupting, and then gradually weakens until it stabilizes.

The Royal No. 1 Club was explosively popular for a period of time; although business is still good now, it is still more than a notch weaker than at its peak.

Until now, business at Chunhua Building had gradually warmed up, with customers increasing every day.

Today, he also rarely ordered his subordinates to bring up a few small dishes and took a pot of good wine, intending to have a small drink.

As a result, he heard a huge noise, gathered together, and swept out.

The Chunhua Building shopkeeper frowned, looking displeased.

"Making such a noise in broad daylight, what is it for?"

He lifted the window and looked out.

The next moment, he froze, his whole body stiff.

From his perspective, he saw Changan scholars gathering together at the street corner not far away, rolling over like a torrent of steel.

He could even hear one excited voice after another.

"Go to the Royal No. 1 Club, order 'Don't Eat Cilantro'!"

"Go to the Royal No. 1 Club, order 'Don't Eat Cilantro'!"

"Nothing to do today, listen to music in the brothel!"

"Nothing to do today, order 'Don't Eat Cilantro' in the brothel!"

This moment.

The Chunhua Building shopkeeper froze, his expression changing suddenly.

This... what is the situation?

Is the scene of the Royal No. 1 Club's opening going to be replicated?

But last time, it was clearly the Living Yama who smashed tens of millions of taels, which caused the public opinion and sensation.

This time, it's happening again?

This can't be possible!

At this time, his trusted subordinate pushed open the door in a hurry and said loudly,

"Shopkeeper, something bad has happened, that Living Yama has used his means again."

"What means?"

Soon, when the Chunhua Building shopkeeper learned about everything that happened in the morning court session, his face turned pale suddenly, his fat body staggered, and he slumped into his chair.

He listened to the increasingly loud noise outside, his eyes lost, muttering to himself.

"It's over!"

"Everything is over!"

"This time, I don't know if I can withstand it..."

At the same time.

Rouge Pavilion.

When Liu Ruyan learned the news, her extremely beautiful face was also suddenly shocked.

"What?"

"The Pei family and the Living Yama are clashing head-on, and the Changan scholars are rioting one after another, all going to the Royal No. 1 Club?"

Liu Ruyan's expression was complex, and her beautiful eyes closed in pain.

Her news was extremely well-informed; she heard the news of the dispute between the Pei family and the Living Yama in the morning court session at the first moment.

But she didn't take it to heart.

After all, the dispute between the Pei family and the Living Yama, what does that have to do with her Rouge Pavilion?

Her Rouge Pavilion is just a brothel, doing flesh business; the court dispute is too far away from them.

But now, she never expected that while sitting at home, disaster would come from the sky.

The major brothels in Changan have actually become the most miserable victims!

Liu Ruyan closed her eyes; she really wanted to go far away. Even if she had to redevelop, she wouldn't want to snatch business from the Living Yama again.

This means, who can withstand this?

At the same time.

Royal No. 1 Club.

As the business of the Royal No. 1 Club became more and more popular after opening, it naturally recruited quite a few technicians.

Compared to other brothels in Changan, the Royal No. 1 Club relies entirely on willingness, and the relationship is strong enough; ordinary customers dare not make trouble, so the beautiful women coming to apply are endless.

Now there are no fewer than dozens of technicians in the club, all controlled by Gao Yang, who controls them by preferring quality over quantity.

"Hey! Business has been getting worse and worse lately!"