What was more miserable than a eunuch going to a brothel?
It was taking his wife to a brothel.
This place was very elegant, very elegant indeed.
A hidden pavilion amidst the flowers, a peaceful pavilion amidst the water.
The pavilions here were not only hidden among the flowers and trees, but they also did not stop by the gurgling water. Sometimes by the water, sometimes by the flowers, they were built according to the local conditions. Being here, one would suddenly forget the mundane world. It was indeed an elegant place.
Yang Fan, on the other hand, was very uninterested.
Not far away, there was water, and there were a few red caltrops in the water. Under the shadow of the lantern, koi fish decorated the water caltrops, and the red caltrops also swayed, a little bit beautiful.
There was a railing on the side of the pavilion, the shape of the railing was beautiful, and the curve was smooth. It was commonly known as the "beauty lean". At this moment, there was a beauty called Xiao Man, leaning her graceful body against the railing. Her beautiful eyebrows mixed with the elegance of the garden.
Not far away, there was a swing, gently swaying in the breeze. This was originally an extremely beautiful scene.
Yang Fan originally thought that under the moonlight among the flowers, he would drink some wine with his wife, taste some delicacies, chant some songs, and then walk side by side in the garden, using the canopy of the tree as an umbrella, walking among the fragrant flowers, he would be as beautiful as jade, on the cardamom branches, accompanying his wife to spend an unforgettable romantic night. But …
The ideal was very full, but the reality was very harsh.
From a distance, the sound of stringed instruments, interspersed with one or two enchanting laughter, constantly reminded them — this, was a brothel.
Yang Fan knew of the famous Gentleness Fang. But none of the friends he was familiar with in the Xiuwen workshop had the qualifications to spend the night in this Gentleness Fang. The cost of spending the night here was frighteningly high. Even if you didn't find a beautiful woman to accompany you, and didn't have the money to tie you down, just other expenses alone, you might not be able to save up for a year.
So …
The situation here, Yang Fan heard from his friends in the brothel. He thought that this place was like a paradise on earth, but he didn't expect that the paradise on earth in the eyes of men couldn't be separated from sensual pleasures. Even in this extremely elegant and secluded garden, it couldn't escape the smell of lust.
Yang Fan's original plan was very good. First, he would book a beautiful garden, order a few delicate and delicious dishes, and then he would drink wine with Xiao Man. When the mood was high, he would take her to wander around the flowers under the moon, and accompany her to play on the swing. When it was the third watch, they would walk hand in hand through the rows of embroidery buildings with red lanterns hanging high. Then they would walk through the bridges connecting the buildings and stroll through the entire Teng Wen Fang.
In the Tenderness Workshop, it was a tender night.
He also expected that there would be singers and dancers in this kind of place, but he did not expect that the erotic taste here had already been immersed in every grass, every tree, every flower, and every tree. It was not a place where he and his wife could be romantic at all.
Yang Fan really did ask Feng Xihui in advance, but he said that he wanted to find a very elegant and quiet place with a very close person. How did Feng Xihui know that he was talking about his wife? Of course, the first place was recommended here. When men seek pleasure, it was called romantic. Of course, people would not deliberately point out that this place was a brothel.
So, Yang Fan ignorantly brought his wife here.
In the end, he found that this place was indeed elegant and quiet. If he wanted to seek pleasure here, there were indeed countless secret spaces. But to bring his wife to a brothel, it felt very strange.
"This place … cough cough, it's not what I imagined."
Yang Fan touched his nose and guiltily said, "How about, we leave?"
"No, this place is very good. The girls in this place are not only beautiful and charming, but they are also well-educated and considerate. If you don't want to sleep, they can play a lot of interesting games with you, such as throwing hooks, shooting arrows, throwing dice … "
Xiao Man counted her fingers and slowly explained to him. That half-smile made Yang Fan's forehead sweat.
Yang Fan laughed dryly and mumbled, "I'm not familiar with them. Why would I come here to play games? It's better to go home with my wife … hahaha …"
"But you've already spent money!"
Xiao Man glared with her almond-shaped eyes. "Booking this garden, it's a hundred strings of coins! Langjun spent a lot of money in one go, and we just eat a few dishes and leave? "
Yang Fan did not speak. His wife was a little money-grubber, and when she mentioned money … the problem was very serious. Therefore, Yang Fan did not answer. He just continued to rub his nose. His handsome nose was almost flattened by him.
Xiao Man looked at his embarrassed face and suddenly smiled. She slowly walked over and sat in his arms. She stared at him and said, "Langjun seems to have never been to a place like this before?"
Yang Fan said with a bitter face, "If I've been here before, why would I be such a jerk and bring my wife here tonight?"
Xiao Man smiled sweetly, her cherry lips moved forward and planted a kiss on his cheek. Her tone was a lot softer. "Tell me, why did you bring me out today? There must be a reason, right?"
Yang Fan stammered, "Because … tomorrow is Chinese Valentine's Day."
Xiao Man blinked and said, "Yes, that's what's strange about Nunu. Tomorrow is Chinese Valentine's Day, so the curfew will be lifted. Langjun wants to play, so why not bring Nunu out tomorrow? Why did you choose today? "
The autumn air was crisp, and the weather was not hot anymore. Yang Fan was wiping his sweat. "Because … because tomorrow night … I have something to do …"
"What's the matter, Langjun? On a day like Chinese Valentine's Day, there shouldn't be anyone inviting you, and Langjun wouldn't invite guests, right? "
"Under normal circumstances … it's like this …"
Yang Fan wiped his sweat again. His wandering eyes suddenly became firm. Since he could not hide it, he decided to confess.
"Niuniu, Elder Brother … tomorrow night … I have to see someone …"
Yang Fan began to play the emotional card. He knew that as long as he called Niuniu, Xiao Man would not make things difficult for him.
"A woman?"
A woman's intuition was really scary. Xiao Man immediately guessed something.
Yang Fan nodded slowly. "Yes! A woman! "
Xiao Man's eyes darkened. She gently lowered her head and said faintly, "Before Sister Wan 'er, I have nothing to say. Miss Anu … It's not that I can't tolerate her. You are a man … "
Xiao Man gently bit her lip. She looked more and more pitiful. "Even if you play outside, and occasionally … do something, she won't blame you. But … do you have to choose to be with her on Chinese Valentine's Day? "
Chinese Valentine's Day was a festival for unmarried girls. It was also a festival for begging for love and marriage. For married young women, it was a festival to be spent with their husbands.
There were trees in the south, and they could not be missed. There were wandering girls in the Han, and they could not be missed. If Yang Fan had only chosen this day to go out, it would have been fine. But he chose this day to spend with another woman. No wonder Xiao Man was sad.
Yang Fan hurriedly said, "Of course not. You're thinking the wrong way."
He held Xiao Man's soft hand and sincerely said, "The reason why I chose tomorrow is because this is the time she set. And when I promised her, I didn't think so much. You also know. Men … are sometimes very careless. But I'm not going to see her tomorrow to flirt with her. "
Xiao Man raised her head and looked at the night sky outside the pavilion. There were many stars twinkling in the sky. A bright Milky Way ran from north to south, dividing the sky into two halves. On the east and west sides of the Milky Way, there was a shining star, facing each other across the river. It was the Altair and the Weaver Girl.
Xiao Man looked at the Altair and the Weaver Girl in the sky and softly said, "Princess Taiping?"
Yang Fan nodded seriously and said softly, "There are some things that must come to an end! Only after it is settled can I feel at ease. "
Xiao Man looked down at him. Her eyes were shining like the Altair and the Weaver Girl in the sky. "Langjun, you don't have to explain so much. Of course I believe you. If a man wants to hide something from his woman, the more you ask him, the more he will lie to you. Smart women, it's better not to ask. "
Yang Fan looked at her in surprise. "It seems to make a lot of sense. When did you realize such a truth?"
Xiao Man rolled her eyes at him and said angrily, "You're showing your fox tail, aren't you? I didn't think of this. It was Madame Wang who told me. "
Xiao Man glanced at the pond. A fat golden carp jumped up and swung its tail. With a splash, it dived back into the water, causing a lotus branch to sway.
Xiao Man sighed softly and said, "Lai Junchen has been demoted to Tongzhou to join the army. Madame Wang has also followed me to the post. I have one less person to talk to."
Yang Fan laughed dryly. He rubbed his nose and said, "You have one less person to talk to, and I have one less thing to do. If the person you can talk to returns to Luoyang, I'm afraid I'll have to be a busybody. "
Xiao Man wrinkled her nose at him. A gentle smile suddenly appeared in her eyes. It was as if the entire Milky Way was reflected in her eyes. It was stunningly beautiful. "You are going to see her tomorrow, so you want to accompany me tonight?"
"Yes!"
A hint of shame appeared in Yang Fan's eyes.
His first kiss was given to Taiping, his first love was given to A Nu, and his first night was given to Wan 'er. As for Xiao Man … it was probably because of her first marriage and status? Only because of this, he felt even more guilty to her because he should have been with Xiao Man on Ming Ye.
"I promise you, starting from next Qixi, we will spend every Qixi together!"
Under the starry sky, Yang Fan said so.
"Yes!"
Xiao Man snuggled into his arms and said sweetly, "Langjun has never been to this red-light district. Looking at your clumsy appearance, I'm very happy. Men always have things to do, and they are busy in a righteous manner. I'm very happy that Langjun can put Nu in your heart. I'm even happier that Langjun is willing to make such a promise to Nu."
She raised her face, and her smile was brighter than the starry sky. "In this world, how many girls can receive such care? So … does it matter if this is the wilderness, red-light district, or a quiet and elegant place? What's important is who I'm with! "
There was a flat road made of solid yellow soil, and on both sides of the road were rows of elm trees. Standing on the upper floor of the brothel, one could see the overhanging eaves on the opposite side. All kinds of lights, high and low, inside and outside the houses, decorated the whole Tenderness Lane like the Milky Way in the sky.
Here, there were red candles, dancing and dancing, couples coming and going, people singing and moaning …
There was also a pair of people holding hands, walking from one building to another across the bridge, like a cowherd and a weaver girl strolling on the bridge of magpies in the sky.
It was not Qixi yet. This night belonged to only the two of them!
However, the night covered Xiao Man's face, and the drunk men and women in the brothel didn't see clearly that Xiao Man was wearing a hairpin. So this enviable scene soon became a legend of "Long Yang."
Many of the pleasure-seekers suddenly came to a realization in the midst of their life of luxury: Breaking sleeves and sharing peaches is true love!
As a result, men in Luoyang became more popular …
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