(Nine thousand word chapters. In the seventeenth day of this month, I have only updated eighteen chapters, only making up for the five chapters I owed last month. However, the eighteen chapters already have a total of ninety thousand words. The average word count of each chapter is close to five thousand words. I think that the lack of updates is still a necessary effort. Moreover, this kind of updating without deliberately splitting the chapters to make up for the lack of updates is also an effort. In the future, I won't talk about updating in the chapters. In any case, I will remember it in my heart.)
When night fell, Hong Shuwen excitedly followed Wang Tongque to fish with the net. The other two members of the Phoenix Battalion stayed in the courtyard. Hsu Fengnian left the courtyard and only brought Xu Yanbing and Huyan Guanyin, who had disguised herself as a page boy. They came to a place that would make a virtuous gentleman both spit and swallow his saliva. The brothel was coincidentally adjacent to the brothel alley in Hwangnam County where the net was being collected. Lingzhou was rich and populous. Visiting prostitutes was a common practice. Many of the Bodhisattvas and heavenly maidens that merchants spent a lot of money to provide for also had plump bodies. Many monks and monks who saw the sculptures and murals all lamented that the human heart was not what it used to be.
Walking in the brightly lit and powdered fireworks alley, there were many ambitious and arrogant guests wearing mink coats. Huyan Guanyin followed behind Hsu Fengnian, afraid that she would lose him. No matter what situation Xu Yanbing was in, his state of mind was like an ancient well without ripples. Perhaps he was also like this when he attained Heaven's Gate. As the former hedonistic leader of Beiliang, Hsu Fengnian was familiar with this kind of work. He chose the most brightly lit Peach Cheeks Brothel. The brothel was three stories high and the lanterns hung high. It was not like the neighboring brothels where a few women with heavy makeup were sent out to solicit business. Hsu Fengnian waved his hand and threw a piece of silver to the brothel's "Turtle Leg". The silver did not even need to be weighed and instantly slid into his sleeve. The young man's smiling face immediately became attentive. This kind of person was not simple. He had good eyesight, a good tongue, and a strong body. He sized them up from head to toe and decided that there were a few distinguished guests who could spend a lot of money. He immediately shouted, but in reality, he was sending a secret message to the brothel keeper. As expected, a woman walked out slowly from the brothel. However, compared to most brothel keepers who were middle-aged women, this woman was very young. Hsu Fengnian's discerning eyes saw that she was the brothel keeper's daughter, commonly known as the Little Boss. When she saw Hsu Fengnian, she was in high spirits and obediently snuggled up to him. Hsu Fengnian did not take advantage of the situation to take advantage of her. He pinched a piece of silver with two fingers and threw it into the white and tender cleavage between the woman's bright red silk tube top. He smiled and said that he wanted two musicians who could play music and not some courtesan. The Little Boss was very happy.
In her line of work, there were two kinds of bastards that she was most afraid of. The first kind was those whose family background was neither high nor low. They were not rich, but they could still afford to enjoy themselves for ten to fifteen months. They were half a bucket of water, and as soon as they arrived at the brothel, they would start to show off, wishing that they could buy all the girls in the brothel. The second kind was those who did not have much money, but could not be considered the son of an official. Not only did they rely on their family background to eat and drink for free, they also liked to cause trouble. In the end, if they could not solve the trouble, they would only give the brothel a hard time. The gray-haired young master in front of her was very heartwarming. He was generous and tactful. Because he spent money on the courtesans, the amount of money he spent was not much less than those popular courtesans. Moreover, he could also increase the popularity of the courtesans. If he was a poet or scholar with a small reputation, he could sing a few poems with the girls, and these courtesans would really become outstanding. Without needing Hsu Fengnian to say anything, he was invited to an elegant room on the third floor. When they were going up the stairs, the graceful little head's slender waist swayed more vigorously than usual. In her mind, if this elegant young master wanted her to accompany him, even if she offered a lower price, it would not be a big deal. Most of the men in Beiliang were strong and rough. With his appearance and temperament, which was similar to that of a scholar from a Jiangnan aristocratic family, in the end, she should be the one to take advantage of the job. When the young master reached the third floor, he asked for a room facing the street. She kindly reminded him that it would be a little noisy here, but he dismissed it with a laugh. The little head was also happy to go with the flow. If the guest was willing to spend money in vain, she could not cry and shout to stop him. She pushed open the door and entered. In the room, there was already a young courtesan waiting for business. Before she went out to call for another guest, a young master with a pair of red phoenix eyes tugged on her sleeve. Without batting an eyelid, he asked her to hold a banknote. He smiled and said, "What's with riding a donkey looking for a donkey looking for a donkey looking for a donkey?" The little head's eyes jumped with joy. She knew the answer, so she teased the young master and asked him what he meant by riding a donkey looking for a donkey looking for a donkey. But that young master did not overdo it, he did not say the word 'ride', which slightly tickled her heart. However, this kind of small ripple came and went in a hurry. It was much faster than many people with silver spears and wax heads taking off their pants and putting on their pants. Hsu Fengnian did not sit down. Xu Yanbing went out of the room and closed the door. He stood at the door with his eyes closed and focused. Huyan Guanyin's back was almost leaning against the wall. She was wearing a large mink hat as she stared fixedly at her own boots. The young manager's eyes were sharp. How could he not recognize that this was a woman? Beiliang had always had an open culture. Women were not only experts in riding horses, drawing bows and hunting. Some bold and unrestrained women would not only pay to invite the courtesans into their manors to sing, they also dared to personally come to the brothel for a stroll. Some of the more bold and unrestrained women would not only pay to invite the courtesans into their manors to sing, they would also dare to personally come to the brothel for a stroll. Some of the more unique and gluttonous women had long been accustomed to this sight in larger brothels. There was a slightly aged courtesan in the Peach Cheeks Brothel who would be invited by a widow in Lingzhou to grind a mirror every few days. Every time she returned, she would still be radiant and radiant. The young manager privately asked her how she felt, and the courtesan would reply with the word 'excellent'. Then, everything would be revealed without a word. This almost caused the young manager's heart to be moved and he wanted to give it a try. Unfortunately, the courtesan said that the unattainable widow liked women of the same age as her. Only then did the young manager resentfully give up. Taking advantage of the slender and handsome young master admiring a clear bottle with a few wintersweet flowers, the young leader introduced herself as Cao Zhun. Not to mention in a brothel, this was a vulgar name that was considered rare anywhere. She also introduced the girl who had a good relationship with her as Snowsuit. There was a bamboo cage in the room with a parrot whose feathers were as white as snow. While Cao Zhun was talking, Hsu Fengnian touched the opening of the bottle. Then, he tilted his head and tapped the mysterious cyan bottle with his finger. Not only did Cao Zhun find it interesting, but even Snowsuit, who was obviously not familiar with serving customers, also had a look of surprise in her eyes. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly. Living in a brothel, they had seen many rough men who reeked of alcohol. They had seen many old men whose bodies were soft and fleshy but had lecherous looks. They had even seen many scholars who were gentle and refined when opening the door and closing the door impatiently. This young master who had the patience to make things difficult for a cheap bottle behind closed doors was very amusing to them.
Huyan Guanyin extended a finger and gently lifted her mink hat. Seeing that he did not do anything that she did not know whether to say was dissolute or vulgar, she, who was sullen, snorted softly, but her mood was slightly better.
Hsu Fengnian, who had his eyes fixed on the bottle as soon as he entered, exhaled and winked at the three women in the room. Then, he tapped the slender neck and the round body of the bottle. He smiled at Cao Zhun and said, "Listen, one bell and one chime. If you carefully distinguish them, you can tell that the sounds are very distinct. This is a bottle produced by the Dongyue Imperial Kiln. Not to mention the whole bottle, even a fingernail-sized fragment is more expensive than gold or jade. The reason why it is so priceless, other than the scarcity of porcelain produced by this kiln, is because of the sound of the bell. In the Book of Music, Sage Zhang wrote a very famous sentence: When a gentleman hears the sound of the bell, he thinks of the military officials in danger. When he hears the sound of the bell, he thinks of the officials in charge of the border. "
How could Cao Zhun believe in the Dongyue Imperial Kiln's Gallbladder Bottle? She also did not know what a scholarly gentleman's bell was. She only thought that he was a man who flaunted his knowledge. She threw a coquettish glance at him and smiled tenderly, "Young master, did you come to visit a brothel or to knock on a bottle? If you want it, go ahead and take it. If Cao Zhun frowns in the slightest, Cao Zhun and Snowsuit will recommend themselves to you when you come to Peach Cheeks House. They will even give you money every time! "
Hsu Fengnian smiled and shook his head. He took out all the banknotes, rolled them into a ball, and gently threw them into another flower vase, "It's up to you to believe it or not. In any case, I only have this much money on me. If I take the bottle, I can live with my conscience. "
Cao Zhun suddenly widened her eyes and said, "Young master, you're not joking?"
Hsu Fengnian sat down and asked with a smile, "Are you regretting it?"
Cao Zhun hesitated for a moment, then laughed heartily and said, "What's there to regret? If young master didn't say it, sooner or later, it would have been broken by that clumsy girl. I would just take a dustpan and dump it on the street. Maybe someone would even think it was a hindrance. However, since young master is penniless, Cao Zhun won't ask for an extra copper coin tonight. But young master must promise to come to Peach Cheeks House often to visit my little sister Snowsuit. Is that alright? "
By the time she finished speaking, Cao Zhun was already glued to Hsu Fengnian's body. The two of them sat on the same chair. He sat on the chair and she sat on his lap. They didn't delay each other. Cao Zhun had a graceful figure. Her full breasts were cleverly rubbed together. Her charming face was full of charm. Hsu Fengnian patted her leg and motioned for her to get up without hurting her feelings. He squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "I'm not from Lingzhou, so it will be difficult for me to come to Peach Cheeks House in the future. However, I have a few friends who are doing well in Lingzhou. If Peach Cheeks House wants to move to the county capital or meets with some trouble in Hwangnam County, I can ask them to help say a few words. Of course, you didn't believe me when I said that the porcelain bottle was worth a thousand taels of gold. You can choose not to believe me this time. "
After Cao Zhun got up, she didn't care about pretending to be reserved anymore. She was afraid that there wouldn't be another opportunity like this. She hurriedly and carefully asked, "Young master made friends in Lingzhou's county capital. Cao Zhun doesn't dare to have extravagant hopes to associate with them and doesn't dare to disturb them. However, may I ask who is the son of an aristocratic family in Hwangnam County? Our Peach Cheeks House is willing to worship him like a Bodhisattva. "
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