22 [The brothel is full of people and people are lonely]
As for why there are always men's clothes in the prince's sedan chair, this is actually very easy to explain, because I am always ready to cross-dress and run away. If you have an uncle like the emperor, you are probably more prepared than me.
I got off the sedan and ordered Sanyuan and the others to go back to the house first. "Madam asked, do you know how to go back?"
Sanyuan answered without hesitation: "Princess, I guess the princess is playing cards next door, so she won't ask about it." She also learned to answer quickly and continued to reply to me: "And the prince has never paid attention to these things, so the princess can rest assured.
Have fun and go back early."
I think so too.
The people who followed me were different, smart and considerate. I screwed up Sanyuan's face and waved them back.
…
Dusk has come, and it’s time for me to be drunk again. I walked slowly into Chunfengdeyi House amidst the chatter of warblers and swallows. Among the streets of brothels, I chose this one simply because of its well-named name, Chunfengdeyi.
, proud of the spring breeze, wonderful and wonderful.
The little girl put her arm on my arm and welcomed me in, and the madam came up to me with a fan enthusiastically, "Oh, uncle, you are so handsome. How can ordinary girls accompany you? Do you want me to give you the drunken spring breeze?"
You call me."
"No, young master, I only want the top one. I'll ask your top one to serve me."
If I want to save the girl on the edge, of course I have to start with the first card, the Oiran. Maybe she will be deceived by me into "abandoning the darkness and turning to the light"? Then maybe I can take the little sisters to escape from the filth, right?
As we all know, the richest group in our Daqi country...are these brothel girls. Most of them are because corrupt officials and wealthy gentry have their money bags thrown at them before they can warm it up. What's more, some brothel girls don't even have the money.
There is no shortage of money, they do this business...all because of their interest...
After listening to my words, the old bustard's face turned into a chrysanthemum smile, "Uncle, you don't know something. The number one brand of our Chunfeng Deyi Building is Zui Chunfeng. You two are really destined, so I will call her here right away."
I stood in the hall and looked around. All the seats were filled with men and women drinking and laughing, and there was not a single empty space.
Alas, brothels are full because people are lonely.
…
"How old are you?" I asked the so-called drunken spring breeze question while gnawing on the chicken legs.
Every time I entered the palace, I had to lose two pounds and come out, either because I was scared or because I was hungry. Looking at the delicious food on the table in the private room, I realized, no wonder the brothel only houses men, it is all about eating, drinking and having fun.
One-stop service.
The girl answered me: "Nineteen."
"Oh, they are as big as me." The chicken legs were more attractive to me than the girl. After one bite, the smell of meat overflowed, and the fragrance lingered on my teeth and cheeks. I narrowed my eyes in intoxication, "How many years have you been doing this?"
I didn't hear Zui Chunfeng's answer, so I moved my eyes from the chicken legs to her body.
It is far-fetched to say that she looks good. She is fair-skinned and pretty at most. Maybe this makes her look more like the girl next door, so she is popular and becomes the number one. I have a pair of bright eyes, and I can see her in just a few clicks.
See her clearly, but——"Girl, please be a little more restrained in your eyes."
I put down the drumstick, wiped my hands, and then covered my breasts not too deliberately. Yes, she has been staring at my breasts, although they are not big, but being stared at like this... Oh, that's not right! I'm pretending
It's a man!
I slapped the table and said, "Where are you looking at me?!"
The girl suddenly relaxed and leaned lazily on the table with her head propped up, "Sir, I was just looking where you put your money. Your purse is not on your waist."
Money? What money?
I realized in an instant, I didn’t bring any money! I didn’t bring any money when I went to a brothel! Will I be beaten if I eat Bawang Meal? Will they file a lawsuit? My uncle found out that I visited prostitutes, ah no, I won’t go to a brothel.
If you give me money, will you think I have lost the royal family's face and sentence me to death?
Those worrying questions flashed through my mind, and I swallowed, "I...you..."
The window of the private room was open, and someone passed by and entered the room next to me. I recognized it, and it seemed vaguely that the profile looked very much like an acquaintance I was afraid to avoid.
"I can't help you. There are people who pay the bill for me." I stood up immediately and went to the next room to find Jiang Huai.
To say that Jiang Huai is romantic is definitely not the label I put on him.
There is not a brothel girl in the city who doesn't know him. He has been hovering at the top of the list of celebrities all year round, with a brilliant record, and has never fallen out of the top three.
Because the magic stick is very good at sweet-talking, reciting poems and lyrics, observing the sky from a distance, and predicting good and bad fortunes. Moreover, he is also very rich (I think this is the key point)... He is simply the best among all the brothels that appear in public.
A favorite of women and all secluded girls in purdah.
Of course, the most important thing is that the magic stick looks very charming. Girls think that being able to get married or have a lifelong relationship with such a man is a connection with God and one step closer to the gods.
Regarding this point of view, I think they must be seriously ill. If they want to get closer to God, they can reach bliss early. What can they do with that magic stick?
...Anyway, they are all diseases and must be treated.
As soon as I appeared, the magic stick pursed his thin lips and raised the corners of his mouth, "Chun Chun."
I turned around, and it turned out that he was calling Zui Chunfeng behind me. He was afraid that I wouldn't give him the money, so he followed closely. I understand.
I put my fist under my nose, coughed dryly, and said to him: "Brother I am stupid..."
That damn bastard glanced at me and said, "Who are you?" After saying that, he grabbed Chunchun's hand again.
This big bitch deliberately embarrassed me. It took me a lot of endurance to control the hands that wanted to lift the table. "Brother Ben Yu, don't you remember me? We are very familiar with each other and live... very close to each other."
"Oh, what's the matter?"
"Borrow some money."
"I don't want to borrow it."
"Then I'll lend you your life!" I slapped the table and got angry! This guy is really rebellious. It seems that if I don't teach him a lesson, he won't know how high and thick the sky is and why the peach blossoms are so red!
"Hahaha..." The person with unusual brain sulci was indeed very clever in his laughter. He smiled as if he had picked up money, and pointed at me and said: "Little darling, you are becoming more and more unfunny. It was just a joke."
I can’t tell. Look at your face, you’re angrier than a monkey’s fart——” (The thing that went down your throat was: your butt is even redder...) I stepped forward and covered his mouth where he was uttering obscenities, "
Bitch, do you want to borrow it or not?"
He nodded, took my hand away, and said to Zui Chunfeng: "Chunchun, this gentleman's consumption will also be charged to my account."
Zui Chunfeng's originally delicate face suddenly gained a touch of color. She nudged the magic stick and said, "Brother Huaihuai, you are so generous."
"..." If I vomit back another bowl of what I just ate, will Chunfeng Deyilou charge me with money?
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