Chapter 672

Wu Zhao was surprised and couldn't help but look at Gao Yang more.

"What business?"

From the burying of gold in the barren mountains at court, she knew that Gao Yang had terrifying abilities in business.

At that time, she secretly decided that she must not let Gao Yang do business; this was the bottom line.

Otherwise, all the commoners in the world would be cheated by him.

But if he wanted to invite her to join, that was another matter. This was equivalent to sending her money, but this guy Gao Yang would always use her reputation.

But reputation was something she took lightly; it was a small matter.

Even if it was under the royal brand, it didn't matter, as long as there was money to be made.

Wu Zhao sat on the dragon chair, picked up the hot tea in front of her, took a sip, and looked calm.

The next second, Gao Yang's voice sounded.

"Your subject wants to invite Your Majesty to open a club, which Your Majesty can also understand as—opening a brothel."

Instantly.

Pfft!

Wu Zhao sprayed out a mouthful of tea and stood up directly.

"What did you say?"

"Opening a brothel?"

Wu Zhao looked at Gao Yang in disbelief, her voice raising suddenly.

She took a deep breath, trying her best to calm the surging emotions in her heart. If someone else had proposed this, she would have directly beaten them out with sticks.

Gao Yang was prepared and dodged the spray.

And, he added one more sentence.

"It's best to be next to the Imperial Palace, but if Your Majesty minds, your subject can find another location."

"You still want to be next to the Imperial Palace?"

Hearing this, Wu Zhao began to scan the Imperial Study.

"Your Majesty, what are you looking for?" Gao Yang was shocked and couldn't help but ask.

Although he had anticipated that Wu Zhao would react, this reaction was bigger than he had imagined.

Wu Zhao didn't answer, but looked at Shangguan Wan'er and asked.

"Wan'er, where is my sword?"

Hearing this, Gao Yang instantly became uneasy.

He hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, calm down, absolutely calm down, listen to your subject's explanation!"

"This club of your subject, although it counts as a brothel, the flesh business is absolutely free. Your subject will never force good women into prostitution and will strictly formulate rules and regulations!"

Hearing this, Wu Zhao's expression improved slightly.

But she immediately waved her sleeves and said, "Even if you don't force good women into prostitution, it won't do."

"I am the Son of Heaven. If this matter doesn't get out, it's fine, but once it gets out, do I still want my face?"

"Even if the national treasury is empty, even if I starve to death or die of thirst, I will never be moved by this business. You do it yourself."

Wu Zhao's voice was high, full of determination.

Gao Yang was very calm. Of course, he couldn't treat Wu Zhao the same way he treated Gao Tianlong.

Unless he personally gave Wu Zhao a 'Spa', or even some kind of 'intimate care'.

He didn't really oppose it, and he could sacrifice himself, but he was afraid that if Wu Zhao heard it, she would fly into a rage and chop him off in a fit of anger.

"If this were an ordinary club, your subject would just do it myself. Although the Dingguo Duke's Prefecture is poor, and your subject's pockets are cleaner than my face, borrowing a little everywhere is no problem."

"But what your subject wants to do is not just a club, but a huge interest group... a commercial alliance!"