, a complete set of the classic thriller and horror costume drama "a scholar, a heartbroken and an infatuated woman, entangled in a red dress at midnight" has been completed.

The brothel is a professional place for "midnight transactions" and the birth of crazy men, resentful women and heartless men.

But An Daoming didn't mean that when he said brothel.

As the saying goes, "Open the vermilion gate in the south and look at the brothel in the north." Zhumen means the vermilion door, and the brothel is also a building with blue tiles.

During the Jin and Jin Dynasties, the noble families controlled the lifeblood of the government. They had a superior status, so they needed to show their superiority in some places.

Painting the door in eye-catching vermilion became a simple and effective way for these princes and nobles to express their class hierarchy.

Of course, not only the door, but also the residence must create a sense of dignity, so they replaced the tiles on the roof of the building with carefully fired blue tiles with smooth glaze, and laid this expensive green tile on the

The building is not only shining, but also looks very perfect with the vermilion door, showing great nobility.

Women who came out of brothels during the Jin and Jin Dynasties were definitely nobles in heaven and had a superior status. Therefore, women who came out of brothels during this period were goddesses that ordinary people could only hope to achieve.

Thinking about it this way, aren't Lou Qingyi and Wang Huan both women from brothels?

Aversion to cold!

Magistrate Chu saw that he was being robbed of the limelight by An Daoming, so he dissuaded Chen Chang from going.

Chen Chang, however, has the stubbornness to go to the tiger mountain even though he knows that there are tigers in the mountains. He wants to see what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd named An.

Magistrate Chu was worried, so he had to lead people to follow him.

An Daoming, the magistrate of Chu County, asked Wang Huan where she had gone. Chen Chang's explanation was that she had gone back to the county government office because she was too drunk.

An Daoming's reputation is really great. When he arrived at the place, he was immediately greeted by the old bustard with a smile.

In a room that was vacated, An Daoming whispered a few words to the old madam.

First, wine, vegetables, melons and fruits were put on the table, then the two wooden doors were moved away, and two rows of girls meandered in. Chen Chang was startled when he saw how they were dressed. All of them were wearing flower crowns, holding instant noodles, and covering their bodies with light gauze.

, the jade arms are half exposed, and the round waist reveals a section of snow-white belly.

The long skirts are of different lengths. In this way, when you raise your hands and feet, and dance gracefully, your slender thighs can be vaguely visible with just a slight movement.

An Daoming smiled and said: "Chen Langjun, the girls have rehearsed a new dance. We came at the right time today, so let's enjoy it!"

Chen Chang saw a belatedly arrived dancer wearing a mask. Her hair was in a double-ringed bun, her shoulders were draped with a tassel, her neck was slim and her waist was slim. She was holding a dust fan and a streamer lingering around her.

It's just like taking a slight step on the waves, and creating dust in your socks.

A dancing girl on one side of the room stood in front of a pair of drums decorated with feather tassels, holding a pair of drum sticks in her hands. She only waited for her companions to take their positions before starting to beat the drums.

An Daoming ignored the disgusted look in Magistrate Chu's eyes and asked Chen Chang with a smile: "Mr. Chen is from the capital. You might as well guess the name of this dance."

Chen Chang thought to himself: I guess your sister, I have only been in this time and space for a few days, it is strange that I can know so many ways in it.

Seeing his embarrassment, An Daoming treated him like a chicken and said with a smile, "This is the Mingjun dance."

Mingjun, that is, Wang Zhaojun. He was named because of his dance performance of the story of "Zhaojun leaving the fortress". In the Western Jin Dynasty, Shi Chong loved his concubine Luzhu and was good at dancing "Mingjun". This story was often quoted in the poems of later generations.

Chen Chang only knew Wang Zhaojun, but he didn’t know that Luzhu was good at dancing in "Mingjun".

An Daoming smiled and said: "This dance is very beautiful. I have heard that this dance will be rehearsed a long time ago, but it is too difficult to find a lead dancer who can compete with Lvzhu. I never thought that I would be able to do it today thanks to Xiaolangjun.

Feast your eyes here, hahaha..."

After he finished speaking, he winked at the old bustard. The old bustard raised his hand, hit it three times in a row, and shouted: "Start!"

All of a sudden, the harp ensemble, the string symphony, and the bells, chimes, drums and other percussion instruments all sounded, and the eighteen accompanying dancers raised their eyebrows and showed off their beauty, with their pink legs curved, breasts and buttocks undulating, look at them.

It makes people crazy.

These dancers have been specially trained. Their jade bodies are hidden in the gauze, and every bend of their slender waists and every glance of their charming eyes are full of endless temptation.

Even Chen Chang couldn't help but feel thirsty after watching it. This ancient beauty's dancing style was naturally different from what he had seen before, and the taste was really hard to describe.

The melodious sound rang in his ears, the charming dancers danced gracefully, and Chen Chang felt a deep sense of self-blame in his heart.

My wife's life or death was uncertain, but I was enjoying the feast, singing and dancing in the club.
Chapter completed!