Film and Television: The Great Feng Sword Immortal, starting with Lingyue's updo hairstyle

As he spoke, the man with the gong embraced the beautiful woman beside him and drank wine.

The officials in charge of the Grand Canal looked puzzled.

What constitutes a loss for a woman with red sleeves?

Su Nan lost interest, got up and left, having someone pack some wine and food before he left.

……

In the bedroom, where the charcoal fire roars.

Hongxiu returned to her room in a huff and took a sip of hangover tea.

"That guy is really despicable, how dare he say I'm all looks and no substance!"

"Sharp-tongued and vicious, what a waste of such a handsome face!"

The maidservant next to her hurriedly came over to comfort Hongxiu, placing her hands on Hongxiu's shoulders and gently massaging them.

"My wife, please don't be angry."

"It's not worth ruining your health by getting angry over someone like that."

After massaging for a while, Hongxiu's anger subsided a bit.

"Humph."

"Fu Xiang's current reputation is all thanks to Su Shi's poems."

"If I could also obtain a poem by Su Shi, I would surely become famous throughout the world!"

Hongxiu felt indignant as she thought about the discussions that had just taken place.

The maidservant said with a smile, "My mistress is the most beautiful."

"I've heard that the immortal Su is most fond of beautiful women. If he were to come to Yuzhou, he would surely write a poem for the lady's beauty!"

"By then, my wife will be the most famous courtesan in the world!"

Hearing the maid's words, Hongxiu seemed to see that scene as well, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled up.

"If that were true, that would be great."

"If Su Zhexian comes to Yuzhou, I will do everything in my power to keep him here."

"..."

After resting for a while, a maid knocked on the door and said from outside, "Madam, Young Master Wei has booked the entire venue with his classmates."

Upon hearing this, Hongxiu's face immediately brightened, and she said happily, "Serve the young masters some wine and tell them to wait a moment."

Young Master Wei was the nephew of the prefect of Yuzhou. He was a well-read scholar, handsome, and gentle.

Hongxiu changed into a beautiful new outfit before entering the wine room and bowing to everyone: "Hongxiu greets you gentlemen."

His attitude and expression were completely different from before.

Scholars are not the same as those crude warriors.

They were all fair-skinned and spoke pleasantly, but they lacked strength.

Hongxiu naturally sat down next to the white-robed Young Master Wei.

Young scholars, discussing current affairs and writing passionately—this was the environment she preferred.

At times like these, I feel immense envy for that famous courtesan of the capital, whom I have never met but whose reputation precedes me.

What incredible fortune it is to receive a poem from Su Shi, the banished immortal, and have your name remembered for generations.

Beneath the flowers and the moon, a beautiful woman is banished to heaven.

It must be a stunning picture.

Young Master Wei looked at Hongxiu and laughed, "It seems that Miss Hongxiu is not very fortunate."

Hongxiu was somewhat puzzled.

Why is Young Master Wei saying such unlucky things right from the start?

Her eyes looked aggrieved as she asked, "Young Master Wei, why do you say that?"

Then the young master Wei explained with a smile, "The banished immortal Su came to Yuzhou with the governor's entourage."

"I'm sure I'll have to come to the Yuzhou Music Bureau tonight!"

Her delicate body trembled violently, and her eyes instantly brightened!

Her voice trembled with excitement as she exclaimed, "Young Master Wei, is what you say true?!"

"The immortal Su Zhe has arrived in Yuzhou!!"

Hongxiu's voice trembled slightly as she spoke.

That celestial being, actually came?!

Young Master Wei nodded and said, "My lady, why would I lie to you?"

"My father told me about this; he found out about it by accident."

"I heard that Su Zhexian accompanied the Night Watchmen's Office and the Censorate to Yunzhou to investigate a case. He stopped briefly in Yuzhou on the way."

"Lady Hongxiu, you must seize this opportunity!"

"If I could obtain a poem by Su Shi, not only would you become famous throughout the world, but I would also be very proud."

Hongxiu was secretly overjoyed. Even if she couldn't get Su Zhexian's poem, she would have no regrets in life if she could invite him to sit for a while.

Suddenly, Hongxiu's face stiffened!

"Young Master Wei... you're saying that Su Zhexian came with the night watchmen's office?"

Upon hearing this, Young Master Wei nodded slightly.

"Yes."

"I just passed by other taverns and saw a night watchman here. I thought Su Zhexian was here too, but he wasn't."

"That's why I said you, Lady Hongxiu, are not blessed."

bang-

All that could be seen was the wine cup in the red-sleeved lady's hand slipping to the ground.

The courtesan from the Yuzhou Jiaofangsi (a type of entertainment venue) turned deathly pale, and her eyes became vacant.

Before anyone could even ask, the woman in red sleeves, dressed in a golden silk robe, rushed out of the wine room.

Hongxiu hurried to the wine room, her gaze quickly landing on the handsome young man.

However, that seat was already empty.

The officials of the Grand Canal Transport Office were quite surprised to see Hongxiu return after leaving.

Why is this lady in red sleeves here again?

The night watchmen and the gong players had anticipated this scene and showed no surprise.

Hongxiu immediately approached a bronze gong, bowed respectfully, and asked with great trepidation, "May I ask, sir, was that young man... was he a banished immortal?"

The man with the gong glanced at the pale-faced courtesan. He wanted to mock her for not recognizing his worth, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.

"I'm sorry, Lady Hongxiu, I must not reveal Lord Su's identity."

Although not stated explicitly, the answer was essentially provided.

Hongxiu's body swayed precariously, and she almost fell to the ground!

Suddenly, Hongxiu slumped onto the table, bursting into sorrowful tears, her face streaked with tears, her body trembling uncontrollably.

It really is Su Zhexian?!

No wonder he dared to comment on the beauty of the Floating Fragrance Flower Queen in that way.

No wonder he knew so much about the top courtesans in Beijing!

She didn't recognize Su Zhexian, whom she had longed for day and night, when he was right in front of her.

Hongxiu was filled with deep regret at this moment!

If I had been more attentive just now, would Su Zhexian have stayed?

The people from the canal transport office also realized what was going on, and their eyes widened in surprise!

The person they were drinking with just now was actually Su Zhexian?!

Then he definitely wasn't bragging!

Chapter 75 Eating Eel and Abalone: ​​Nangong Qianrou's Slow Realization

The beautiful woman in red sleeves wept bitterly, her face streaked with tears, and Su Nan would never return to the brothel.

He brought wine and food to the inn and knocked on Nangong Qianrou's door.

In terms of looks, Xiaorou is still better than Hongxiu.

"Boom boom boom——"

Nangong Qianrou, who had just returned to her room to rest, frowned slightly when she heard a knock on the door.

Her colleagues had all gone to the brothel, and that guy had gone too. Who would knock on her door at a time like this?

Nangong Qianrou was still thinking when her voice drifted in through the crack in the door.

"Xiaorou, I'm coming in."

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Nangong Qianrou clenched her fists.

But she still walked to the door and opened it.

"You're back so early? Aren't you going to stay overnight at the brothel?"

"Does Su Zhexian's reputation mean he's no longer effective in Yuzhou, and I still have to pay money?"

Nangong Qianrou said with a mocking laugh.

Su Nan silently picked up the food box in her hand.

"The food and wine at the Yuzhou Jiaofangsi (Imperial Music Bureau) are quite good."