The thirty-eighth chapter Huajiu meets an old friend (middle)
At this time, Li Zhenzhen was like a young bird that had just emerged from its shell, looking at the brothel called Baihua Pavilion with an exploratory gaze. Before setting foot here, she had made various fantasies.
, but when she actually entered here, she was disappointed to find that there seemed to be nothing special here.
A courtyard, an attic, red lanterns all over the courtyard, noisy obscene sounds, that's all.
Li Zhenzhen looked around, and the only thing that could be considered special here was that the women wore less clothes. On this bleak autumn day, each of them pulled their necklines so low, exposing half of their breasts.
I'm really not afraid of the cold.
The madam led Li Zhenzhen into the attic. In the lobby as soon as she entered, there were three or three guests drinking flower wine, accompanied by a group of vulgar fans, who encouraged them to drink with laughter.
Directly above the head of the lobby, there are many wooden signs hanging, more than twenty at a glance. On these wooden signs are written names such as "Peach Red", "Ruhua", "Xiaoyu" and "Linglong"
, at first glance, the owners of these names are all Liuying. The wooden plaques are hung at different heights, some are higher, some are shorter. The tallest wooden plaque is wrapped in gold and has the word "Oiran" written on it.
The old bustard introduced Li Zhenzhen. After the guests entered the place, they had to select one or several girls through wooden signs. After selecting, people would take down the wooden signs. The higher the wooden sign was hung, the higher the girl's worth was.
The oiran at the top is the most expensive, has both talent and beauty, and outshines all other beauties.
Li Zhenzhen came here just to take a look. She didn't have too high requirements for the woman who accompanied her. She said calmly: "Find me someone who is a performer but not a prostitute. I am in high spirits tonight and want to listen to a ditty."
"Young Master, you are a stranger and not familiar with our store. I will choose a girl for you. I will ensure that your piano skills are superb and you will be satisfied." Seeing that Li Zhenzhen was well-dressed and arrogant, the Madam concluded that she belonged to a wealthy family.
Miss, I ordered someone to go up the ladder and bring down a high wooden sign. The name "Begonia" was written on the wooden sign.
Li Zhenzhen frowned and thought to herself: "Why did you choose such an expensive one for me?"
"Master, please come with me. I will take you to have tea and chat with this girl Haitang. If you are destined to have a relationship with that girl, she will be able to play a ditty for you tonight. But don't worry, sir, with your heroic spirit,
Miss Haitang will definitely fall in love with you." The madam smiled and led the way.
Li Zhenzhen followed behind, seemingly understanding, and walked into an empty room on the first floor.
There is an Eight Immortals table in this room, with tea, water, and dried fruits all available on the table. This is specially used for guests to meet high-end Liuying. If the guests don't like Liuying, they can ask the old madam to call another girl over.
If a Liuying dislikes a guest, she can refuse to receive the guest. However, only high-level Liuying has the privilege of refusing guests. Ordinary Liuying must accept the guest no matter how disgusting they are.
Li Zhenzhen sat at the table for a while. She was afraid that the tea cup would be dirty, so she didn't drink from it. Moreover, she was still wearing a face towel and it was inconvenient to take it off.
It didn't take long for the madam to bring the girl Haitang over. This girl Haitang is indeed a high-class geisha, and she is quite pretty, especially her eyebrows, which are curved and drooping, and her face is sad and bitter, which gives people a sense of beauty.
Beauty hurts the feeling of tenderness of spring.
Haitang had obviously learned from the madam that the person who ordered her tonight was a female guest. After seeing Li Zhenzhen, she was not surprised at all.
"Haitang has met the young master." Haitang Yingying saluted. She looked very pitiful and her voice was also pitiful.
Li Zhenzhen raised her eyes and looked at Haitang, and she found it quite pleasing to the eye. She asked, "Are you going to play the piano for me here?"
"This is the place where we met for tea. We have to find another place to play the piano." Haitang replied.
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's quickly go to the place where we play the piano." Li Zhenzhen wanted to see what else this place of fireworks has to offer.
"Master, don't be anxious, let's talk first." Haitang sat next to Li Zhenzhen, picked up the teapot, and filled a cup of tea for Li Zhenzhen.
Li Zhenzhen couldn't help but refuse Haitang's kindness, so she took the tea cup and shook it twice.
Haitang put down the teapot, opened the chat box, chatted with Li Zhenzhen, and asked about Li Zhenzhen's name and family background.
Li Zhenzhen obviously couldn't tell the truth, so she agreed casually.
Haitang chatted with Li Zhenzhen for a while, and felt that there was nothing wrong with Li Zhenzhen. She stood up and led the way: "Master, don't you want to hear me play the piano for you? I will lead you to a quiet place. I will work hard tonight, I promise.
Make you feel satisfied."
Li Zhenzhen stood up and walked side by side with Haitang and left the room. The people in the lobby were still changing glasses, and a few anxious men were touching their female companions. Li Zhenzhen caught a glimpse of this scene, frowned, and withdrew her gaze.
I thought to myself: "It seems that this kind of place is only for men and women to kiss me and me. It's not interesting. There is no need to come here again. Alas, I just hope that this girl Haitang is good at playing the piano and doesn't let me come here in vain."
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Haitang led Li Zhenzhen to the second floor. The rooms here are all private rooms, some are used for drinking and chatting, and some are used to warm up in the hibiscus tent to spend spring nights. The doors of any room with guests are all closed.
, only the unused room had its door open.
Whenever Li Zhenzhen passes by an open door, she takes a few glances inside. The first open room is very ordinary, with only a table and a chair; the second open room seems to be a bathroom, with a bathroom large enough to accommodate two people.
Enter the bathtub; the third room is the most special. There are many hanging instruments of torture, such as chains, shackles, whips, and candlesticks. It looks like a government prison.
"Wait a minute!" Li Zhenzhen became curious and stopped Haitang. She pointed at the cell-like room and asked, "How come there are torture instruments in a place like this? Do you have anything to do with the Yamen?"
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Haitang stopped and replied: "Young master, you don't know. The needs of guests are all kinds of strange. Some guests like women to torture them. This house is used for this. As for the government office... we have no relationship."
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"What? There are still people who like to be tortured?" This is the first time Li Zhenzhen has heard of such strange things.
"There are many people who like to be tortured, and there are quite a few of them. People often bring Liu Ying into that room to have fun."
"What's the fun in being tortured? Look at that whip, the skin will be ripped open when it hits the body." Li Zhenzhen looked at the various instruments of torture in the room, and she suddenly felt a sense of aversion to the cold.
"I'm afraid only the person involved knows the beauty of it. Haitang, like the young master, doesn't understand it either."
"There are really all kinds of people in this world. My trip here is not in vain. At least I have gained some knowledge. I know that there are still a group of people in the world who like to be beaten. Tsk tsk. It's best for me to meet such people in the future. I will definitely
Beat him to death." Li Zhenzhen finally found something special in the brothel and opened her eyes.
"Young Master, you are handsome. If someone like you beats me up, I not only have to thank you, but I also have to pay you," Haitang said.
"Haha, the money is free. I always beat people for free." Li Zhenzhen said with a smile.
After talking enough about this special room, Haitang continued to lead the way and took Li Zhenzhen to a very elegant empty room.
This room is not big, and there is a piece of white paper hanging on the wall, which says, "Take the prostitute to the east mountain, the spring is coming. Looking from a distance, you can see peaches and plums, and they bloom in the mirror. When they dance, the two beauties are swaying like clouds and immortals."
These are the lines of the poem. There are two tables, one large and one small, in the middle of the room. There are drinks and cakes on the big table, and a mahogany Yaoqin is placed horizontally on the small table.
Haitang asked Li Zhenzhen to sit down at the big table. She sat in front of the small table, stretched out her jade hands, and played the seven strings. A sad and melodious tune curled out and spread throughout the room.
Li Zhenzhen listened attentively, and Haitang's piano skills were much better than she had imagined. She was very melodious. She was immersed in the wonderful music and naturally closed her eyes. She raised her hand lightly and tapped the table with the rhythm.
Haitang played several of her favorite pieces in succession, and Li Zhenzhen felt very comfortable listening to the little tunes. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long, and an unknown guest came into the next room, making a lot of noise, and the sound spread to this room.
In the room, the sound of the piano was greatly disturbed.
"Ruhua, your waist is so thin, I like your waist so much..." The man next door gasped and shouted, his voice penetrated the wall and reached Li Zhenzhen's ears.
Li Zhenzhen knew as soon as she heard that the person next door was not doing anything good. She frowned slightly and didn't want to pay attention to it. However, the voice of the person next door increased instead of decreasing. It became louder and louder, and it became more and more unpleasant. Li Zhenzhen felt very unhappy and got up.
He walked to the wall, knocked on it, and shouted: "Keep your voice down! Keep your voice down!"
Her knocking on the wall not only had no effect, but instead provoked a lot of unpleasant curses.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Haitang stopped playing, stood up and grabbed Li Zhenzhen, apologized repeatedly, and explained: "These rooms are specially reserved for geishas to play the piano, and they cannot be used to perform cloud and rain affairs, but there are some
Clients with powerful families like to mess around in places like this, and the brothel can't control it."
Li Zhenzhen didn't want to cause such bad luck, so she frowned and asked: "He is barking in the next room, telling me how to listen to the piano? Do you have any quieter rooms here?"
"I'm really sorry. There are so many guests tonight. The rooms are basically full. The remaining rooms... are probably even noisier than this room."
"Really, listening to the piano doesn't make you calm down." Li Zhenzhen yawned as she spoke, feeling a little sleepy. She simply waved her hands and said, "Forget it, I've watched everything I should watch anyway, so I'll just watch it tonight.
Let’s end it here. How much money did I spend in total? You can ask the waiter to settle the bill for me.”
"Master, don't you rest here?"
"No, I have already booked a room at another inn."
Haitang didn't try to persuade her any more and took Li Zhenzhen out of the house and went to the brothel's accounting room to settle the bill.
The two of them went downstairs together. Li Zhenzhen walked on the stairs and looked at the door downstairs. She saw a man and a woman walking into the brothel side by side. The man was a young man in white, about the same age as her, and the woman was tall. With her enchanting appearance, it turned out to be Shen Luoxia whom she had wanted to see again for many days!
Li Zhenzhen was ecstatic in her heart. She opened her mouth to call Shen Luoxia, but she quickly swallowed the words. She was in a brothel now. If she met Shen Luoxia in a place like this, how should she explain to Shen Luoxia? It would be terrible if Shen Luoxia mistakenly thought that she was a misbehaving girl!
She took a breath of air and gave up the idea of meeting Shen Luoxia. Not only did she not want to see her, she also had to avoid Shen Luoxia. She took Haitang's hand and stuffed a silver coin into Haitang's hand. Inside, he whispered: "I'll give you this money to pay the bill. You don't need to change the rest, it's all given to you."
"Since you don't want to leave, Master, then let me stay with you again." Haitang took the silver and said in surprise.
"No, I'll find a room by myself for a while. You can go wherever you like." Li Zhenzhen put down these words and hurried up the stairs, lowered her waist, and walked forward under the cover of the handrail on the second floor. . She planned to find a room to hide in to avoid the limelight, and then come out after Shen Luoxia left.
The darker it gets, the more guests there are in this brothel. The few empty rooms on the second floor have already been occupied by guests. Even the room full of torture instruments has been locked, and screams can be heard from time to time. Li Zhenzhen looked around but couldn't find an empty room. Finally, she turned back to the room where she had listened to the piano before and hid in it.
Li Zhenzhen leaned against the wall, patted her chest and sighed: "It's so dangerous, so dangerous. If Sister Shen sees me here, my reputation will be ruined. But then again, what is Sister Shen doing here? ? Could it be that she wants to... It shouldn't be possible, it shouldn't be. She is such a nice person, so she must be like me and come here for another purpose."
[bookid=2582097,bookname="The Strongest Farmer in the Star"]
