Winter was not a good season to bid farewell. There had been no snowflakes since the Spring Festival. Otherwise, he could copy Shouying Jing's poem for him, Song of White Snow Sends Li Xuan Back to Capital City. The north wind blows the white grass, and it snows in August …
"I'm leaving tomorrow. Tonight, I'll treat you to a drink in Jades Yard. Don't go home until you're drunk!" Li Xuan waved his hand and said straightforwardly.
Li Yi did not understand how his Jadeite Yard came about. He went to Jadeite Yard to listen to music, he went to Jadeite Yard to eat, he went to Jadeite Yard to drink, but strangely, he never did anything serious there …
"Forget about Jades Yard. Let's go to Ruyi Yard as usual …" Drunkenness would cause trouble. It was okay in his own home, and nothing would happen. But in a brothel — Li Yi was really worried about his chastity.
"Don't be so wishy-washy. What's so good about Ruyi Yard? Let's go to Jades Yard!"
Li Xuan took the lead, and two guards carried Li Yi, who was very reluctant. In Yangliuqing's surprised eyes, they soon disappeared.
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The night was always the busiest time in the brothels, especially on the first and fifteenth day of every year. It was the day when the brothels competed for the Courtesan Belle. All the famous courtesans tried their best to get a high ranking.
This was a great help to improve their fame and value. If they could become one of the top ten courtesans, they would be pursued by countless people in the following year, and they would gain both wealth and fame.
For their girls, all the brothels actively cooperated with the publicity. Prostitutes, who were rarely seen, performed on the stage one after another, which naturally attracted the attention of a group of wolves. When the beauties glanced around, they wanted to empty their pockets. The business of a brothel in one day was comparable to that of ten days or half a month before …
Only artists were qualified to run for the title of Courtesan Belle. A withered flower could not attract the attention of those nobles. If one of the top ten courtesans could settle down in his brothel, the next year's wealth would definitely roll in. Every courtesan was a cash cow for the brothel to which he belonged.
Within the Jadeite Courtyard, after passing through the winding corridors and isolating the noise outside, a woman stood quietly by a table in a secluded room. Her wrist slowly moved as if she was drawing something on a piece of paper.
"Drunken Mo, you can't always not go out to meet the guests. The Courtesan Competition has already started. Mom is relying on you to make us proud." The Jade Courtyard's madam stood beside her and urged.
"Don't we still have Xiangxiang and Miaomiao?" The woman added a few more strokes on the paper and said casually.
The brothel keeper's face turned bitter as she said, "Aiyo, my great aunt, how can they compare to you? Listen to Mama's advice, go out and show your face. Even if it's just to play a song or sing a few lines, it's good enough. How many young masters want to see you by name? Mom is doing this for your own good. If you don't win the title of Courtesan Belle this year, your future days will be difficult. Without fame, Mom won't be able to stop those nobles. "
"Got it …" The woman sighed helplessly.
"That's good. Mom will go prepare now." A smile immediately appeared on the madam's face and she hurriedly retreated.
Her personal maid, Xiao Cui, supported her chin with one hand and murmured, "Young Miss, I heard that Lu Qiaoqiao of Yichun Brothel and Liu Yiyi of Golden Phoenix Courtyard have the most support for this year's Courtesan Belle. Many famous scholars have written poems to praise them. Young Master Su gave Liu Yiyi three thousand taels of silver, and many people are envious of her. Yang Yanzhou wrote a poem for Lu Qiaoqiao, and her supporters immediately surpassed Liu Yiyi's. Young Miss has never met those scholars. What will you do if you don't win the title of Courtesan Belle?"
The maid's worry was not without reason. The Courtesan Belle election was obviously based on popularity. If a noble spent a lot of money on a certain lady, or if a talented scholar produced a masterpiece, it would greatly boost popularity. The Courtesan Belle was naturally the center of attention, and countless men would fight for it. If they met someone they liked, they just had to nod their head, and their marriage would be settled.
Those who didn't win the title of Courtesan Belle would naturally lose a lot of popularity. Without fame, those nobles wouldn't care if you were a virgin or not. Sometimes, they would even use some forceful methods, and no one would stop them.
A virgin who lost her virginity was naturally no longer a virgin. In the end, she would end up like most prostitutes, selling flesh for a living.
Xiao Cui was still murmuring to herself. Zeng Zuimo came out of her cage-like room and looked up at the sky outside the window. A trace of desire appeared in her eyes, but it quickly turned into helplessness.
"Xiao Cui."
The muttering girl raised her head.
"Prepare hot water, I want to take a bath …"
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"Alright!"
Li Xuan gulped down a cup of wine and stared at the stage, clapping his hands with all his might.
After Li Xuan's guard presented two silver ingots, the girl on the stage, wearing a gauze dress and revealing her navel, danced even more enthusiastically.
There were almost no empty seats in the hall. When the two of them came earlier, there weren't actually any seats. After Li Xuan's guard put his arm around a fat man's neck and said a few words intimately, the fat man smiled and gave up the seat that was supposed to belong to him.
As the girl twisted her waist, a burst of cheers came from below the stage from time to time. Regardless of whether it was a burly man or a refined scholar, they all stared at the stage without blinking, as if they wanted to see under the gauze dress. Some even stared at the girl's navel and drooled. Li Yi even saw a guy in the corner with his hand in his crotch, not knowing what he was doing …
They were all a bunch of good-for-nothings. A simple twist of the navel was enough to make them so excited. Had they seen striptease or pole dance before? Even though he hadn't seen it himself, his horizons were at least a thousand years ahead of them, so he wasn't as unbearable as they appeared.
At this moment, he was focusing on the delicacies in front of him. He had to admit that the dishes here had their merits. Putting aside those fancy dishes that didn't taste very good, this dish called Blaze of Colors was actually a side dish made of shredded radish mixed with an unknown substance. It was very delicious and went very well with the rice.
"Pfft, young master, look at him. He looks like he hasn't eaten for a few days …"
A chuckle came from the side. Li Yi turned his head and saw two young masters sitting there.
At this moment, one of the younger ones was pointing at Li Yi with his finger. He was smiling so widely that he couldn't even open his eyes.
He spat in his heart and turned his head away.
A grown man actually covered his mouth when he was laughing. Perhaps he had some special fetish. If he looked at him any longer, he wouldn't be able to eat anymore.
"Don't be rude." Seeing the other handsome young master gently open his hand, the action of a grown man was actually very seductive. Li Yi felt even more disgusted. He couldn't help but move a little to the side to avoid being affected by these two traps.
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