Someone was meddling in other people's business. The evil slave in Xiaoxiang Pavilion was about to have a fit when he raised his head and caught a glimpse of Wan Yankang's very familiar handsome face. He was startled and immediately bent down and said with a charming smile: "How are you, my little prince?"
Wanyan Kang glanced at the beaten Confucian scholar whose nose was bruised and his eyes were swollen.
The evil slave quickly apologized and explained: "Little prince, this guy comes to our hotel every day to eat, drink, and listen to the girls singing. He doesn't pay a penny, and he can't drive him away, so..."
The Confucian scholar bared his teeth and defended: "I just sat and listened to music and drank a pot of tea that you gave me for free. I have never been a guest of any girl, so why should I take money?"
The evil slave was furious. If Wanyan Kang hadn't been there, he would have come forward and beaten him again.
Yes, tea is provided for free in the lobby on the first floor of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and there are beautiful girls who sing songs to attract customers at regular intervals. But whoever comes here is not rich and who doesn't spend a lot of money afterwards. Who is like this guy, who comes every day and gets free every day?
The old madam hated the tea and music.
Wanyan smiled generously, he actually came to such a place to fish, this Confucian scholar was considered a weird one.
He smiled and said, "Stop fighting. If you hurt someone, you will be sued."
Wanyan Kang gave a casual advice and continued walking inside.
At this time, the Turtle King and the Madam all came out with smiles on their faces. The long-lost big benefactor came again, and everyone in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion was shocked when they heard the news.
But I heard the Confucian scholar stamp his feet and say angrily: "I think I was born in a famous family in Yuan Dynasty and have a lot of wealth. If I hadn't come to Zhongdu to take the exam and was robbed by thieves on the way, how could I have tolerated such cowardly behavior like you!"
Wanyan Kang paused in his steps.
He immediately turned around, hesitated for a moment, waved and said with a smile: "Brother Yuan, if it's convenient, how about we go in and have a drink with you?"
Yuan Haogu was overjoyed. He immediately dusted off his clothes, walked over with his head held high, and bowed to Wanyan Kang: "Young master, I have seen you!"
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This poor Confucian scholar who was fighting against the autumn wind was really lucky to have fallen in love with the young prince of Prince Zhao's palace... Although the people in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion were very unhappy, they still respectfully welcomed Wan Yankang and the others to the private room on the second floor.
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Yuan Haogu walked proudly, with his head held high, like a regular customer. As he and Wan Yankang walked, he introduced the situation in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion. The plump old madam rolled her eyes in anger.
"Brother Yuan, where is your hometown?"
"As for Young Master Hui, he was born in Xinzhou, a descendant of the royal family of the Northern Wei Dynasty. My father, Yuan Deming, was a famous scholar in Hedong."
Yuan Haogu said proudly.
The waiter who came in to serve tea curled his lips when he heard this, thinking that this poor man was bragging again.
When he first came to Xiaoxiang Pavilion, he advertised his status as a nobleman of the Northern Wei Dynasty to everyone he met, which deceived many people. Even the old madam thought that his family had a huge fortune and thought he had attracted another big benefactor.
Throw yourself into your arms...
The result was revealed within two days.
You can't even get a tael of silver out of it, but you still want to beat the autumn wind of Xiaoxiang Pavilion!
Wanyan Kang smiled, cupped his hands and said, "I have long admired Brother Yuan's name!"
Yuan Haogu smiled earnestly. He guessed that Wan Yan Kang had an extraordinary status. He was about to say a few words to test the situation when Wan Yan Kang said again: "I heard that the three brothers Yuan and Yuan are all moral scholars with great talents. We met today."
, it really lives up to its reputation!”
The smile on Yuan Haogu's face froze.
They were indeed three brothers, but where did their reputation come from and could it reach the ears of this little nobleman in Zhongdu?
Is this meant to be sarcastic?
Although he is quite proud of his family's distant origins and likes to show off and brag, he is still a scholar after all, and he still needs to have a bottom line.
He blushed and said with shame: "Young Master, Xiaosheng is indeed three brothers. However, my elder brother Yuan Haoqian works at home and farm, and his family name is unknown. My third brother Yuan Haowen is only ten years old and has just begun to study... Although Xiaosheng has learned a lot by himself.
I have succeeded, but I have not yet reached the first place, so I really don’t deserve the Young Master’s ridiculous praise.”
Only ten years old? Wanyan Kang was startled. Yuan Haogu was so much older than Yuan Haowen? It seems to be a paradox in this era.
The Yuan brothers, especially Yuan Haowen, were definitely celebrities of the Jin Dynasty and literary giants of the generation. Wanyan Kang originally thought that since they bumped into each other by chance, it would not be a bad thing to deliberately make acquaintance with each other. It would be better if they could win over Yuan Hao for his own use. However, if Yuan Hao
If you are only ten years old now, that would be a bit embarrassing.
He cannot employ child labor.
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The melodious sound of the guqin came from the lobby on the first floor, echoing throughout the three floors of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion. Then a crisp female voice came with an accent that sounded strange to Wan Yankang, and began to complain quietly.
Shallow sing:
"Flowers are blooming everywhere, brocade quilts are lying idle. I am an enemy of evil nature who mistakenly hurt me. I owe him a debt of love in this life in my previous life. I forget about sleeping and eating, and lean on the door to wait. How can I endure the silence of the room?"
There was a waiter singing downstairs, and Yuan Haogu obviously couldn't sit still.
He scratched his head and scratched his head, with a big smile on his face. He wanted to go out of the private room several times to take a look, but felt too embarrassed.
After repeating it several times, Yan Kang stood up and said with a smile: "Brother Yuan, please help yourself."
Yuan Meigu immediately bowed his hands in a hurry and rushed out of the private room. He lay down on the corridor on the second floor and looked down. Most of his eager eyes fell on the woman in green who was sitting on the stage on the first floor playing the piano.
This woman has a beautiful face, a shy face, her hair on the temples is like floating light clouds, combed into a cicada-like style, and a bright yellow crescent-shaped pattern is painted on her forehead.
Yuan Haogu couldn't help but be fascinated by it.
Wanyan Kang also left the private room, glanced down, and saw that the first floor was already full of guests, who were surrounding the woman playing the piano and singing, applauding and praising her continuously.
There were just a few tunes and a few vulgar phrases that were repeated over and over again. After Wanyan listened for a while, he felt that it was meaningless.
But not to mention Yuan Haogu, even Mr. Liang Ziweng next to him watched it with gusto.
He shrugged, knowing that he was bored because he came from modern society and was well-informed, but the ancients were different. This was their main and only entertainment consumption.
He remembered that some scholars said that without the brothel women, Tang poetry would be eclipsed.
It is also said that there are 2,000 poems in the "Complete Poems of the Tang Dynasty" related to prostitutes.
Although he has not studied this, he still knows some allusions to Datong. For example, Li Bai likes to drink with "foreign girls" in his arms, Bai Juyi works hard to write poems for prostitutes, the passionate Su Shi simply marries the singer home to live a life, and Zhou Bangyan
Li Shishi's literary talents captured the heart of Li Shishi, and he stole Song Huizong's corner physically and mentally...
It can be seen that there are many ancient literati who can play tricks among thousands of flowers.
Brother Yuan Haogu next to him is obviously a man who wants to have fun, but he is short of money. It is estimated that he can't even touch a finger of the person he likes.
"Bitches are ruthless, actors are meaningless." Wanyan Kang felt that although this statement was somewhat prejudiced, it was not completely unreasonable.
This is definitely a summary of the bloody experience of many people wallowing in brothels.
The old madam came with a maid of fifteen or sixteen years old, carrying a red lacquered wood plate with dozens of small signs about two fingers wide and about an inch and a half long.