Hai Fang and Xin Tong lived in a quiet courtyard in the Donglin Pavilion, called Niboluo Courtyard. The murals in the courtyard were all imitated from the murals of the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang. Flying fairies sang and danced, and the Western Buddha meditated and discussed Taoism. In
But it seemed funny to her, "He has a food and sex habit, so he can't claim to be a scholar outside the world, but he is not willing to be lonely. He also needs singing and dancing to entertain him when talking about Taoism. It's so generous and laughable!"
"The girl is really different. Everyone who has ever been to this courtyard has always praised the mural, but the girl is the only one who criticized it." Hai Fang came alone today, wearing casual clothes, with a very distinguished appearance. Xintong smiled and replied: "
They are just a bunch of arty people. Mr. Hai is here today. Are we going to start our business?" "The girl is really smart! Today we have to prepare the first step for the business that is about to begin." Xintong couldn't wait to ask, "What is it?
"Just follow me."
The place the two of them visited was Baoyue Tower, a famous monastery in the middle of the capital. Hai Fang took her to the private room where she usually went. He only ordered a pot of tea and then dismissed the people waiting beside her. "Take me with you."
What are you doing here?”
Hai Fang held a cup of tea in his hand, walked leisurely to the antique shelf, took down a red glaze vase, and waved to her, "Come here." Xintong walked closer and saw clearly that a small hole had been made where the vase was originally placed.
, she looked around and saw that a fragrant erotic scene was being staged in the private room next door. A fat, dark man was making love with a charming woman with a graceful figure and skin as good as snow. The two of them were rising and falling,
The look was so ecstatic that Xintong blushed and turned around immediately, "Master Hai, why do you let me see this!"
"Can you still see clearly? When I drilled the hole, I said I wanted to drill it on the side of the bed, but the craftsman said that place was too conspicuous and easy to be discovered, so he moved it here. This is the first lesson you will learn today.
, learn from that woman, she is the top oiran of Baoyue Tower, the Moon Worshiping Immortal. Any man in the capital who has had physical contact with her will definitely ask her to accompany him when he comes to Baoyue Tower again." Xintong
After standing quietly for a moment, Fang murmured: "How...how do you learn to do this kind of thing!" Hai Fang took her wrist and came closer and said: "Things between the bed and bed are human nature, as long as you pay attention,
You will definitely be able to master it. Oh, I almost forgot, you are still a virgin, so you have to study harder. I will go to Niboluo Yuan in three days to inspect the results!"
"Hey! How do I learn?" Hai Fang Xie Mei turned around, "You are a smart girl, if you don't want to learn from them, how about I teach you?" Xintong was speechless at his mockery, "No, no, no
, I can do it myself, sir, walk slowly!" Hai Fang closed his folding fan and strode downstairs to sing and dance with the orioles.
Seeing that there was no one around, Xintong became bolder. She calmly leaned down and looked at the Moon Worshiping Fairy in the cat's eyes. She hooked her hands around the benefactor's neck, her waist was weak and boneless, her forehead was dripping with sweat, but her eyes were still exposed.
, moans come out from the throat from time to time, which is very charming. Even if she is a woman, she can't help but be shocked when she hears the moaning sound. Lilac's little mouth says something in the ear of the benefactor from time to time, which always makes the dark man work harder.
Xintong looked at her jade buttocks and big breasts, then at her own chest, and couldn't help but sigh.
About a stick of incense passed, and the voices of the men and women in the cubicle next to her gradually became quieter, and the door opened. She took advantage of the client to come out and slipped in quietly. When Bai Yuexian saw a stranger coming, he did not panic and walked in an orderly manner.
He tied up his shirt, raised one foot, and looked at her, "I have a lot of men here, but female guests are rare. If you want to talk, you might as well get straight to the point!" Xintong sat opposite her, "Ms. Yuexian, I think.
I’ll learn from you the ways of a charioteer.”
Bai Yuexian seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke in his life, "How to be a husband? You want to learn from me, a promiscuous woman? Since I was sixteen years old, Bai Yuexian has passed countless men. I can't remember who my husband is."
"Yes." Xintong showed a hint of sadness, "As the saying goes, a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a prostitute. There is no shortage of women around my future husband, and I want to be the most special one so that he can't live without me. I believe
Lady Moon Fairy will be willing to help me, right?"
Xintong is well aware of the mentality of lower-class women. No matter how humble a woman is, she will still want to meet a man who truly loves her and stay together for the rest of her life. Especially prostitutes who engage in flesh and blood business are most likely not willing to do so at first. In Yuexian's eyes
Sure enough, there was a flash of strange color, and she said with a forced smile: "Those who don't want to help, it depends on whether the girl is willing to take the risk." Xintong put a gold ingot on the table, "If Madam Yuexian is willing, during the training,
I would like to keep my wife under my wing so that she can concentrate on teaching me my skills, what do you think?"
There was a hint of relief on her face, "Thank you for your kindness, young lady. It's better to obey my orders than to be respectful!"
Every flower and tree in the Chengqian Palace and the display and furnishings have not changed at all. Yutang was lying on the soft couch, smelling the scent of wisteria all over the room, unable to fall asleep for a long time. Xu Sheng has been using Fu Heng's habitual heavy tea for the past six months.
Shui Xiang, suddenly using his own wisteria fragrance, was not used to it. Ji Yue heard a movement outside the tent and asked in a low voice: "Master, is it an old illness that relapsed? I'll go to the imperial pharmacy to get some ointment."
After falling down a mountain col more than three years ago, Yutang suffered from knee pain on cloudy and rainy days. "No need, I'm just going to bed. You should rest early."
After entering the palace, it happened to be rainy for several days in a row. Yutang's old illness relapsed, and she didn't want to make it public, so she only left Jiyue to accompany her in the palace. It was seven days since I met Fu Heng again to celebrate Princess Yongxi's full moon and welcome the current generation of Tibet.
The Grand Ceremony of the Buddha King. The emperors of all dynasties respected Buddhism very much. Every time after the Tibetan Buddha King came to the throne, he would go to Beijing to pray for the fate of the Qing Dynasty. This is now the eighth generation.
"Master, this Buddha King should be like the prince of our Qing Dynasty in Tibet. Why does the Sixth Buddha King you often mention prefer to be escorted to Wutai Mountain to die alone rather than enjoy a lifetime of glory?" The pure Sanskrit voice said to himself.
When the news reached the imperial garden in An Palace, Ji Yue couldn't help but ask this question.
Yutang looked at the Sanskrit sound place and said thoughtfully: "King Cangyang Buddha once asked me, Buddha, why there are believers in the world who meet each other and know each other, but cannot fall in love? The Buddha said that all things are born by fate and accidental
Meeting, looking back at dusk, destined to live each other's lives, just for the moment when our eyes meet; explore, let go, and feel at ease. In fact, a person must know how to let go in order to feel at ease. Even if his understanding is as high as the Sixth Buddha King, he will not be able to do so in the end.
Determine the relationship." "So, the rumors in the palace about Lan Qi Gege are true. King Cangyang Buddha is really infatuated!" Ji Yue wanted to say something more, but Yu Tang made a gesture of silence, "