Yun Jian clasped his hands behind his back and pretended to be very sophisticated. He chose twelve people, four to accompany the wine, four to dance, and four to play the piano. The rest received too much money and could stay where they were. He asked the madam again: "Can you do it?"
Someone is coming to cause trouble?" The old bustard replied domineeringly: "Who dares to challenge the commander and make trouble in the Yamen? Young Master, feel free to do whatever you want." He led him to a large room diligently, closed the door and retreated.
As expected of the first garden in Jiannan, the decoration is extremely elegant, with warm tones, pink silk curtains, embroidered with yellow flowers, butterflies and bees; the original color mahogany screen is carved with lifelike patterns of ladies in different postures; the tables, chairs and utensils are exquisite and elegant.
Chic...
The two of them pretended to sit across from each other at the round table, and the ladies spread their sleeves slightly and took their places. As soon as the fruit and tea trays arrived, the music and dancing began, and the wine and food also arrived.
Han Shaer said that he had seen the world, and enjoyed the music and dance of the prince's mansion and the royal palace twice. For example, "Spring in the Jade House" describes: "The evening makeup has begun to shine, and the snow shines on the skin, and the concubines and fish line up in the spring palace. The shengxiao blows cut off the water and the clouds bloom.
, press the neon clothes again and sing. Who is more fragrant when facing the wind? Drunk and beat the lantern, the mood is full of emotions. When I return home, I will put on red candles, waiting to step on the horse's hooves to clear the night moon." But the taste in front of you is different from how you taste it.
?The music is a melodious sound, the dance is a coquettish gesture, the wine is not intoxicating, the fragrance is fragrant... Before long, the wine company said that drinking was too hot, the dancers said that dancing was too hot, and even the piano player was surprised.
The bomb is hot——
Han Shaer couldn't resist this battle, his blood surged, and he fled away - Yun Jian shouted "Xiandi, wait for me" and chased him out. Han Shaer ignored him, opened the door and flew away.
The old bustard chanted Amitabha and bowed to the sky: "Oh God, such a good thing, such a master who takes advantage of the money, please bring another car!"
The street lights had just turned on. Han Shaer identified the path and trotted back to the attic. When he saw Ling'er, he shouted: "I haven't had dinner. I'm a little hungry. Let's have a bowl of chopped green onions and noodles!" But he sniffed and smelled something.
The refreshing fragrance. Ling'er said: "You smell of alcohol, and you spent a lot of money to eat without having enough food - what do you smell, you have a dog nose - what does it smell like? Stupid husband, what do you smell like?" Han
Silly boy covered it up: "What kind of smell could it have? It smells like wine." Ling'er took two deep breaths and said, "No! It's not the smell of wine, it's the fragrance - stupid husband, did you go to such a dirty place?"
Han Shaer's face turned red and he murmured: "Yun Jian invited me to drink wine. My husband, I didn't do anything bad. I ran back as soon as I saw that the situation was not going well."
"You are doing bad things when you go to that dirty place! Girl thinks of you every day, Ling'er watches over you every day, you, you, you -" Ling'er became anxious and burst into tears, "You know how to eat, drink and whore.
I know how to gamble!" He took a few steps away, sobbing.
Han Shaer stood like a kid who made a mistake, scratching his scalp: "Ling'er, don't cry, Ling'er, don't be angry, sir, I was wrong, I don't dare to do it anymore, you can give me a good beating, you can use Grandma Ling's fragrant feet."
,Kick me eighteen times!"
Ling'er burst into tears and smiled, still with tears in her eyes, handed over the washbasin towel and soap and soap: "Wash vigorously, beat three times, there is a little smell, Ling'er, I will be a mute from now on, and stay eight feet away from you." Han Shaer
He responded hurriedly: "No, no, no, I'll wash it six times, ten times!" He went downstairs and fetched water from the well...
When he went upstairs for the second time, the chopped green onion noodles smelling of sesame oil were cooked and placed on the table, but Ling'er closed the door and fell asleep. Han Shaer thought about it in silence, felt ashamed, and punched his chest.