Chapter 20 A big drama!
Since we want to watch the show quietly, we naturally cannot reveal our identity.
He randomly picked a unlucky guy, knocked him out, stripped him of his clothes, and then changed his appearance randomly.
Cao Feng waved his folding fan and walked leisurely towards the largest pleasure boat.
This painted boat comes from the most famous brothel in Guangyang Prefecture - Zuichunlou.
This year's Oiran Contest is hosted by Zuichunlou.
Unfortunately, Cao Feng arrived a little late and the Oiran competition had already ended.
Nowadays, those famous prostitutes and courtesans entertain guests on their own pleasure boats.
"Hey, Master Wei, where have you been? If you don't come back, the song our Dongfang girl owes you will be forfeited!"
As soon as Cao Feng boarded the pleasure boat, he ran into the brothel owner who was seeing off guests.
After hearing what the other party said, he was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
What kind of luck is this?
It would be fine if he just disguised himself and had a similar face, but he is a regular customer of Zuichunlou!
However, this little scene was not enough to expose his flaws.
"Ahem, it's not too late now."
Cao Feng coughed and said calmly.
"Oh, my Lord Wei, it's not too late, but you should also be considerate of our Oriental girl!"
"The Oriental girl has been busy all day, and now she is so tired. Tsk tsk tsk, I feel so sorry for her as a mother."
"This song is over, the Oriental girl must take a rest!"
The madam patted her chest with an exaggerated expression.
"Then listen to this half of the song."
Cao Feng said calmly.
Immediately, he ignored the madam and walked slowly towards the second floor.
The painted boat is not like a brothel. Here, talent is the main focus and selling sex is rare.
Even if someone orders an oiran, she will not be kept alone in a room but will be admired by everyone.
'Master Wei' only listened to half of the song, which was considered a completed transaction. The madam was so happy that she naturally would not stop him.
……
When Cao Feng arrived at the second floor, the melodious piano music became clearer and more pleasant.
Looking up, I saw a woman in red sitting on a high platform, playing the piano gracefully behind a veil.
"what?"
Cao Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at the woman in red thoughtfully.
Thanks to the support of the system, Cao Feng's musical talent has long reached the master level. He can easily hear a sense of dominance, freedom, and joy from the soft and graceful piano sounds.
Cao Feng stared at the woman in red, and guessed her identity in his mind. The expression on his face became more and more strange.
At this moment, a man in a gray robe with long hair staggered past Cao Feng as if he was drunk.
Uh-huh! ~
A hand silently took away Cao Feng's purse.
From beginning to end, the gray-robed man's hands were hanging by his sides, and the hand that stole the money seemed to have appeared out of thin air.
"Where is the toilet?"
The man in gray robe burped and walked towards the first floor, shouting all the way.
Cao Feng took a quick glance, then looked down at the extra jade token in his hand and chuckled, "God of Thieves? Ji Wuming?"
He was very skilled at this kind of low-level stealing.
Those spies captured by the Jinyiwei were all guys who needed to steal secrets. Who wouldn't know how to steal?
Cao Feng's ability in lock picking and stealing is even higher than his musical talent, and he has long reached the master level.
Ji Wuming's trick in front of him was just like showing off one's skills in front of an expert!
"it is good!"
"The Oriental girl's piano playing is superb. We are really fascinated by her music!"
Just as Cao Feng was flipping through the jade plaque, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, immediately causing applause and praise from the whole room.
"I'm Dongfang Bai. Thank you all for your hospitality today. I'm a little tired, so I'll take my leave first." Dongfang Bai, dressed in a red robe, stood up, bowed slightly, and turned around and left resolutely despite everyone's attempts to keep her.
"The intelligence from the East Factory is indeed reliable. Although it sounds unbelievable, the Eastern Sect Leader is really pretending to be a prostitute and playing around in the world."
"Dongfang Bo, Dongfang Bai, Dongfang Bubai..."
Cao Feng smiled softly and shook his head.
The control that the East Factory has over martial arts masters is no less than that of the Six Gates and the No. 1 Village in the World.
The whereabouts of the leader of the Sun and Moon Sect have long been known.
There is only one reason why he has not taken any action yet: Dongfang Bubai's martial arts skills are too high!
Unless Cao Zhengchun takes action personally.
Otherwise, it would be difficult to keep Dongfang Bubai, who is suspected to be at the Grandmaster level.
Of course, there is no need for that.
The existence of the Sun and Moon Sect will only cause Zhu Wusi a headache. How could Cao Zhengchun help him to overcome the constraints?
After sweeping his eyes across the banquet and confirming that there was no one else worthy of attention, Cao Feng silently walked towards the stern of the ship.
If nothing unexpected happens, the Eastern Patriarch is on his way there.
In a room at the stern, Zhao Min had probably been waiting for a long time.
"I didn't expect that I would encounter such an interesting thing during such a casual act."
Cao Feng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a little anticipation in his heart.
Given Dongfang Bubai's personality, he will most likely ignore Zhao Min.
I believe Zhao Min also had this guess, which is why she set up a tight net and prepared to subdue Dongfang Bubai by force.
With Zhao Min's methods, once she captured him, Cao Feng felt that even someone as strong as Dongfang Bubai would have a 70% chance of being intimidated by her!
However, how could Cao Feng, who wanted to send both parties to jail, fulfill Zhao Min's wish?
This sentence shows that Dongfang Bubai, who thought he was hiding very deeply, is only at the second level.
The wise and magical Zhao Min is on the seventh floor.
As for Cao Feng...in the atmosphere!
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"Miss Dongfang, my master has been waiting for you for a long time. Please come in!"
Dongfang Bubai looked at the unprepossessing master in front of him, who was dressed as an ordinary servant, and smiled indifferently.
"Qing'er, wait outside."
After giving instructions to the maid, he walked into the pavilion alone.
Inside the elegant pavilion, Zhao Min, dressed in white and dressed as a man, stood up upon hearing the voice.
Before he could say anything, Dongfang Bubai asked softly, "What's your name, young lady?"
In her eyes, Zhao Min's disguise method was extremely childish.
Even without using your eyes to see, just by smelling the faint fragrance at the tip of your nose, you can tell that the person in front of you is a woman.
Not only that, she also sensed that there were at least two masters and four innate masters watching secretly near this small elegant pavilion.
Even a fool would know that it was not a good thing to meet her with such a gorgeous lineup.
Therefore, Dongfang Bubai was too lazy to say any more nonsense.
By directly pointing out the other person's daughter's identity, he expressed his unwillingness to waste time.
Zhao Min, whose daughter's body was exposed, remained calm. She chuckled and praised, "The reputation of the Eastern Patriarch is well-deserved. He really has a good eye. This little trick is really embarrassing!"
"I am Zhao Min, from the Mongol Yuan Dynasty. I hope you will forgive me for my intrusive visit to you, Master."
Dongfang Bubai's faint smile faded slightly, and he frowned and said, "The Mongol Yuan Dynasty, the only daughter of the King of Ruyang, Minmin Temur?"
"When I was in the Middle-earth, I preferred to be called by my Chinese name."
Zhao Min said, raising her hand and inviting him, "Master Dongfang, please take a seat."
In the first round of testing, the two were evenly matched and knew each other's background quite well.
Next, there will be a real confrontation!
At this time, Cao Feng, who was on the deck like a wind blower, was quietly crushing the sandalwood sticks without leaving any trace.
(End of this chapter)