Why is everyone afraid of social death? This is related to a rule in the inner city. Unlike the outer city, there is no curfew. But in the inner city, where the respectable people live, for the safety of the officials and nobles, no one is allowed on the streets after dusk.

As everyone knows, the Official Brothel Sector only operates at night. This means that going to the Official Brothel Sector is not just for gathering information, but for spending the night there.

This is why Xu Pingzhi opposes Xu Qian's visit to the Official Brothel Sector. Xu Qian is already a young and impulsive man. If he stays overnight in the Official Brothel Sector and is teased by a girl, who can resist?

Therefore, whoever goes to the Official Brothel Sector must engage in prostitution.

The three men present all have their own reasons for not going:

The gentleman Xu Cijiu.

Xu Qian, who does not go to the theater.

Xu Pingzhi, who loves his wife.

All three men know that even if there is a reason for the act, prostitution is still prostitution, and this fact cannot be changed.

Although I have never engaged in prostitution in my past life, I can imagine the embarrassment of being caught by the police and having my parents notified... I would rather die... Xu Qian sits upright with a serious and upright expression.

Some interesting stories about the brothel come to mind. Once, while listening to music in the theater, Wang the Head Catcher brought up a topic about a certain official going to the Official Brothel Sector to sleep with a girl, only to find out that the girl was his own son.

The father and son were in the same place, and the scene was very awkward.

The next day, the news spread throughout the capital, becoming a laughingstock and even reaching the ears of Wang the Head Catcher from the County Magistrate.

For this era that values the Three Cardinal Guides and Five Constant Virtues and reputation, such an incident was too much to bear.

Looking at Xu Ershu and Xu Erlang, Xu Qian couldn't help but imagine:

Xu Xinnian: "Hey, Dad, you're here too. Let me have this girl today, and she'll be yours tomorrow."

Xu Ershu: "Get lost, who's the father? I'll sleep with her first."

Xu Qian: "You both step aside, I want to have her all to myself."

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It's terrifying just to think about it... Xu Qian coughed, "Let's put aside the matter of the Official Brothel Sector for now. Let's continue to gather information. After all, we don't have to go to the Official Brothel Sector, and we're not sure if we can get useful information from Fu Xiang, the top girl there. Let's sit down again the day after tomorrow and summarize the information. If we don't have any additional gains, we'll consider going to the Official Brothel Sector."

Hearing this, Xu Erlang and Xu Ershu's attitudes immediately improved, nodding in agreement.

Xu Qian thought to himself, I'll sacrifice myself and go to the Official Brothel Sector tomorrow night.

...

The next day at noon, Xu Qian asked for leave and returned to the Xu Mansion. The once lively mansion was now much quieter. Half of the maids and old women had been taken away, leaving only the gatekeeper Lao Zhang and a few servants to take care of it. Xu Ershu and Xu Erlang had not returned.

Xu Qian went to the inner courtyard with ease, pushed open Xu Erlang's room, and rummaged through his belongings to find the moon-white Confucian robe, made of precious fabric with embroidered cloud patterns of the same color.

He took off his Catcher uniform and put on the most decent outfit, with a jade pendant hanging from his waist.

Xu Qian stood in front of the bronze mirror, looking at his current appearance."It's okay... it's just that my appearance is too masculine, and I can't wear clothes that show the delicate and handsome beauty of a little puppy... If it were my glorious beauty from my past life, I could completely handle this kind of clothing... but now, this appearance lacks a sense of identification..." Xu Qi'an smoothed out the wrinkles on his chest and left, feeling satisfied.

The structure of the Great Feng's capital city can be summarized as "nested dolls," consisting of the Palace City, Imperial City, Inner City, and Outer City.

Compared to the Outer City, which is crowded with people and mixed with fish and dragons, Xu Qi'an understood the Inner City as the CBD district of his past life, where only the wealthy could live.

In this era, only those with status and position could live in the Inner City.

It is worth mentioning that Xu Qi'an's aunt has always wanted to sell her property in the Outer City and move to the Inner City.

Unfortunately, her nephew, who has a Swallowing Gold Beast, makes her yearn for the Inner City but unable to live there.

From Xu Mansion to the Inner City's gate, it would take three to four hours on foot, even at Xu Qi'an's current pace.

He hired a carriage and arrived at the nearest Inner City gate an hour later, presenting his prepared credentials and passing through smoothly.

The guards carefully inspected the carriage and, seeing that Xu Qi'an did not have any large luggage, could not hide their disappointment.

Because this meant that Xu Qi'an was not doing business in the Inner City and could not collect the city gate tax.

...

The streets of the Inner City are wide and crisscrossed, with main roads lined with beautiful houses surrounded by green trees, and various courtyards scattered along the side streets.

Whether it is urban construction, pedestrian clothing, or the number of carriages on the street, the Inner City far surpasses the Outer City.

"I must bring my cousin Lingyue to play in the Inner City when I have the chance. The prosperity here is incomparable to the Outer City," Xu Qi'an said, lifting the curtain of the carriage and looking at the bustling scene, imagining Xu Lingyue's beautiful and exquisite appearance.

He did not immediately go to the Official Brothel Sector; it was still early, and seafood merchants did not work during the day.

After paying for the rented carriage, Xu Qi'an wandered aimlessly on the street.

Soon, he arrived at a market and looked up at the archway at the intersection: Yongkang Street!

The width of this street was unprecedented for Xu Qi'an. It was two hundred meters wide, with flat stones laid out on the ground, extending to the end of the line of sight.

The shops and houses on both sides were arranged in an orderly manner, and ten carriages could pass by side by side without any pressure, with bustling crowds of pedestrians.

This was not a street, but a large square.

Standing under the archway, Xu Qi'an was sincerely shocked by the scene.

"Yongkang Street is one of the main roads in the capital city. My second uncle said it was big, but I didn't expect it to be this big," Xu Qi'an muttered to himself.

There was a reason why main roads were so spacious. When the emperor or royal nobles traveled, their guards would clear the way in advance.

The two hundred meters width made most of the crossbows and firearms useless.

Even if assassins wanted to hide in the buildings on both sides and shoot arrows, they would only be helpless when seeing this distance, typing out 666 with their hands.

Xu Qi'an ran wild on Yongkang Street like a wild dog, but because of his limited budget, he restrained himself from spending on shopping.

Suddenly, a luxurious carriage caught Xu Qi'an's attention, dazzling his titanium alloy dog eyes.

It was a carriage pulled by four strong horses, with a curved dome covered in silver and gold, a bright yellow silk curtain hanging from the window, and a translucent white jade covering the dust shield below.The side of the wheel was studded with a circle of neatly arranged golden nails, and the hub was also wrapped in jade.

But the real essence was the material of the carriage, which was made of royal family-exclusive golden-threaded nanmu wood.

"I estimate that I won't be able to afford even one wheel in my lifetime...." Xu Qi'an thought sadly, as if he had found the same feeling he had when he was a wage earner in his past life.

This luxurious carriage was parked on the side of the road, with a column of soldiers in black armor holding long spears guarding it. Interestingly, another column of soldiers was playing a game of throwing a pot.

The vendor was an old Taoist wearing a tattered Daoist robe, with gray hair tied up with a wooden hairpin and messy hair hanging down.

Various odds and ends were displayed on the stall, including copper coins, silver ingots, gold ingots, Daoist scriptures, Bodhi prayer beads, jade mirrors... and all kinds of miscellaneous things.

Leaving aside the other things, the fact that the gold and silver ingots were not snatched up on the stall meant that the old Taoist was definitely not simple... Xu Qi'an stopped and watched.

After watching for a while, he understood the rules of the game. The thrower stood thirty steps away from the porcelain pot, blindfolded and turned around, with three arrows in total.

If one arrow hit, they could obtain the third-tier items, which were some gold, silver, and jade stones. If all three arrows hit, they could choose any first-tier item.

And there were only two first-tier items: Bodhi prayer beads and jade mirrors.

"Haven't hit again, damn it!"

"Get lost, it's my turn."

The soldiers took turns throwing the pot, but all of them returned empty-handed, and the broken silver in front of the old Taoist piled up higher and higher.

After fifteen soldiers experienced another round of failure, Xu Qi'an noticed that the curtain of the carriage moved, and one of the soldiers waiting by the window listened and walked towards the vendor.

"Old Taoist, my master said 60 taels of gold, buy everything on your stall." The soldier walked up to the old Taoist and said loudly.

So, they were spending money directly because they didn't hit the pot... Xu Qi'an stood nearby and watched this scene.

Faced with the temptation of sixty taels of gold, the old Taoist shook his head, "Rules are rules."

The soldier suddenly tensed his body, stared fiercely at the old Taoist for a moment, and then turned around and returned to the carriage to report.

A few seconds later, the owner of the carriage called back the soldier and prepared to leave.

Xu Qi'an took the opportunity to come to the old Taoist and asked, "Old Taoist, how much does it cost to play once?"

The old Taoist sitting on the ground raised his head, glanced at him, and handed over three arrows, "One silver coin."

Xu Qi'an took the arrows, smiled, and felt that he had the winning ticket.

Throwing a pot thirty steps away was not difficult for a martial artist in the Refining Qi Realm. However, it was almost impossible to hit the pot blindfolded and turned around, which would reduce the martial artist's sense of touch and increase the difficulty of hitting the target.

Whether or not he could hit it depended entirely on luck.

Xu Qi'an was not in a good mood, but he had absolute confidence because he had not picked up any silver for several days in a row.

Is it because I came to the inner city and encountered this throwing pot game that my luck value has automatically accumulated?

If I can hit it, all the gold and silver ingots will be mine... Ah, the life of the lucky star is so plain and boring... Xu Qi'an walked thirty steps away, turned around, covered his eyes with black cloth, and casually threw the arrows behind him.

"Boom boom boom..."

The three arrows hit the pot almost at the same time.The surrounding pedestrians exclaimed in surprise, and the commotion attracted a soft and pleasant voice from the car window just as they were about to leave:

"Stop the car!"

PS: I have to go on a business trip tomorrow. I actually don't want to go out, especially since the pandemic hasn't completely ended yet. But I have to make a living, so I can only grit my teeth and fly out.

In other words, I won't have a computer with me tomorrow, so I may not be able to update during the day. Therefore, the chapter for tomorrow noon will be updated in advance. This is not an extra chapter, but an early update for tomorrow!