After Liu Huaian returned home, he saw that Wen Xiang and a group of maids had all been sent. He took Wen Xiang to the inner room to meet Li Rouxue.
"From now on, you two will support each other and take care of each other." Liu Huaian handed all the 100,000 taels of silver to Wen Xiang and asked, "You smell very fragrant? Is it rouge?"
Wen Xiang shook his head slightly and said: "No, I have had the fragrance of flowers since I was a child. I steamed it with elixirs and the fragrance penetrated into my bones and blood, so I got the name Wen Xiang. Not only that, every summer solstice, when the weather is hot and I sweat, the fragrance will be more fragrant, and it will be more fragrant.
It attracts bees and butterflies.”
"I see." Liu Huaian sat at the table, took a sip of the fragrant tea brought by Rouxue and said, "If you are a virgin, I can take you to open the door."
"I'm a virgin, but the door has already been opened. I'm the lowest in the yellow class. I don't have any talent for cultivation, and I can't even achieve immortality."
"It's okay. As long as you are obedient in the future, I can keep you young forever and live to be three hundred years old. How old are you this year?"
"Twenty-eight years of glory."
"Sixteen years old is indeed not old." Liu Huaian smiled and nodded: "Come here and I will help you."
Liu Huaian opened her three magical acupuncture points, handed her the Millennium Ginseng and said, "Eat it and it will be digested tonight. I want you to help me practice by then!"
Smell the aroma and eat it in small bites.
Liu Huaian said: "Rou Xue, from today on, you must follow Wen Xiang's arrangements when I am not around, do you understand?"
"Yes, Dad!"
Wen Xiang's eyes widened in shock, and she couldn't understand why Liu Huaian gave birth to a daughter similar to him when he looked so young.
"It's not what you think." Liu Huaian quickly waved his hand to explain, and then said: "You should take care of your family affairs first and buy some good charcoal. It's getting cold, so you two should take good care of your health."
Throughout the afternoon, Wen Xiang was taking care of family affairs and guiding them in their work, and Liu Huaian was not idle either. He had also been practicing to improve his realm.
Tian-level cultivation is very fast, let alone two people. Liu Huaian has already mastered Fufeng Sword Technique and Dragon-Tiger Fist in just one afternoon, probably because it is compatible with the compatibility of gathering yin and replenishing yang.
Liu Huaian always learns very quickly when he learns the magical powers left by his grandfather. However, the magical powers left by the old man are very complicated. They include three religions and nine schools, such as the cloud stealer who steals money, the art of disguise, chanting sutras and meditation, the art of housekeeping, and divination.
Fortune telling...
Liu Huaian knew these heretics at a glance and became proficient in them as soon as he practiced them. Liu Huaian didn't have much interest in them. He was very interested in the book "Corrosion of the Bone and Corrosion of the Heart".
It is a very sinister magical power. It is of a heavenly level. It is difficult for the person who has been infected to detect it. Once it is attacked, Liu Huaian can detonate it at any time. The unlucky person who has been infected will be broken into pieces in twenty seconds, and it will be difficult for the gods to save it.
Liu Huaian spent the whole afternoon learning this trick.
In the evening, Liu Huaian walked out of the room and asked Wenxiang to take good care of Rouxue, while he went to Xianyun Tower.
Wen Xiang handed over the message Liu Junsong sent in the afternoon to Liu Huaian, and then went to the bedroom to take care of Rouxue.
Chen Kui stood at the door waiting. After the two said hello, Liu Huaian went upstairs under the leadership of Chen Kui.
The government officials were already waiting in the room. After Liu Huaian entered, he sat on the chairman's seat. Chen Kui poured him wine himself and said with a smile: "Brother Liu, young hero, thanks to you today, otherwise we probably wouldn't have paid a penny."
Less than.”
Liu Huaian smiled and complimented: "Without you, it would be difficult for me to conquer her." After saying that, Liu Huaian picked up the wine glass and drank it all.
Chen Kui became arrogant after being praised, and said with a smile: "That's right, we are also the people of Qingshui County after all."
Liu Huaian cursed in his heart: They are just a bunch of evil officials. They bully the villagers on weekdays. The only way to handle cases is to try them for ten years and sentence them to ten years. When the sentences are over, the jail terms will be over.
If there wasn't someone who was really in charge, what big things could you fools do? You're just a bunch of fools, you can't even rip me off.
Chen Kui asked with a smile: "Brother Liu, you should know our rules, right?"
"of course I know."
Chen Kui handed him five thousand taels of silver and said: "As the saying goes, everyone who sees it has a share, so that everyone can keep the secret together."
"Not bad." Liu Huaian asked with a smile: "Do you have any plans after dinner?"
Chen Kui smiled and nodded: "Of course, the girls in Zui Chun Tower are so beautiful, we haven't had enough fun yet. Brother Liu, do you want to go with us?"
"That's all, you go ahead, I'll investigate it myself. We can't keep going like this forever?" Liu Huaian knew that they were unreliable, and Liu Huaian sighed helplessly.
"Okay, then I'll leave it to my little brother."
After drinking and eating, Liu Huaian paid and everyone parted. Chen Kui told Liu Huaian where they lived.
After parting, Liu Huaian went to the river. The long river passed through the city. The surroundings were extremely prosperous. There were many painted boats on the river, brightly lit, and many girls on them posing and posing towards the shore.
Liu Huaian did not focus on those women, but looked at the mansion in the distance and said leisurely: "There is no smoke? How do you make elixirs? Or is the exhaust pipe down there? Let's get on the boat and have a look."
Liu Huaian walked to a stopping point and waited. He wanted to go downstream to have a look first. If he couldn't find it, he would go upstream.
There was no one around the stop. A mother led her son past Liu Huaian, pointed at his back and said, "Son, you must not imitate him when you grow up. He is not a good thing."
The child nodded very seriously and said, "I understand, mother."
Liu Huaian complained: "The so-called color is emptiness, and emptiness is color. I have understood the truth of emptiness and color. When there is emptiness, color is color. How can a real man live between heaven and earth without color?"
The mother rolled her eyes at Liu Huaian, took the child and left quickly.
Soon a painting boat docked at the shore, and Liu Huaian and several people dressed as scholars got on the boat.
A beautiful woman came forward and said: "Everyone, we also have rules for painting boats. If you are not poetic and elegant, and you are not a learned and talented person, you cannot stay for a long time. You will leave at the next stop. Only with the approval of the beauty can you stay.
On the boat, drinking and having fun with the beauties."
The beautiful woman made an invitation gesture, and Liu Huaian and a group of scholars came to the first floor. There were many beauties here, all of them were courtesans. Liu Huaian knew that he was on the wrong boat. This was a flower boat.
The women above are all West Lake boat girls. The furnishings on the first floor are splendid and extremely fashionable, and there are many poems and paintings by everyone.
People who come to the ship are either rich or powerful. There is a casino on the first floor, there are rare items, there are opera troupes singing, and there is food, drink and fun everywhere.
Most of the boat ladies in the West Lake are small, docile, and beautiful. They sit in the most conspicuous place, either playing the harp and playing with the birds, or reading and admiring the flowers. Some of them are playing the harp and playing jade.
They rarely go to see those so-called talented people, but rather play with themselves. If those talented people and people don't have enough talent, it will be difficult to attract them.
Even if you attract them, it will cost you a thousand taels of silver at least. Of course, if you are extremely talented, the girls will even pay you to write poems.
As famous chickens with the longest history, they know very well that as long as they spread their reputation, there will be no shortage of customers, let alone rich people.
Liu Huaian looked at the scholars and snorted coldly: "Vulgar, but I like it too." But now was not the time. Liu Huaian wanted to go to the second floor but was stopped.
"Sir, I'm sorry, only girls and boys invited by girls can go up to the second floor. Singles are not allowed to go up to the second floor."
Liu Huaian sighed helplessly: "Okay, I'll find a girl right now."
The guard smiled contemptuously and asked: "Master, do you know that you are boarding a flower boat? The girls here are not nightingales and pheasants in ordinary brothels. How difficult is it to make the girls smile? Are you worthy?"
Liu Huaian naturally knew that the reason why he was looked down upon was because of his coarse clothes, but he had no choice. He needed to hide his identity and keep it as a small note.
Liu Huaian shrugged helplessly and said with a smile: "Who knows?"
"Huh, poor guy."
Liu Huaian turned around and walked towards the West Lake boat girl. He soon saw Liu Junsong in the crowd. The two looked at each other and pretended not to know each other.
In front of the West Lake Boat Girl is a sign with the title of this poem written on it, there are two, Mountains and Rivers and Dusk.
A kind of scholar keeps writing poems, but has never won the favor of the girls. Even if there are one or two boat girls who recognize him, compared with those girls who are still sitting on the boat, their figure and appearance are still a little worse.
Liu Huaian saw that many people's eyes were all fixed on the most beautiful girl. She was about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a colorful dress, reading a book with her eyes lowered, "flattery" to the scholars and rich people.
Didn't care at all.
The big businessman in Hangzhou said with a smile: "Today, whoever can help me write a poem about the girl who moved Huanyun, I will reward him one hundred thousand taels of silver."
Everyone was shocked, then overjoyed, and finally turned into sighs.
Huan Yun is not an ordinary person. She comes from a scholarly family. Her father was implicated in corruption and was demoted to a commoner. In order to save her father and mother, she had to sell herself here.
Before she sold herself, she was a famous talented woman in Hangzhou. She sold herself for three months and never fell in love with anyone.
The madam is not angry either. She knows that the more Huanyun can hold on, the more people will come. Even if she looks down on other girls, those who spend their time eating, drinking and having fun will get nothing but money, and all this money will fall into the hands of the madam and the master behind her.
in the pocket.
A scholar stepped forward to compose a poem, and everyone applauded it. But Huanyun shook his head helplessly and said: "The poem is good, but it lacks charm and has no pioneering spirit. I don't know how many predecessors I borrowed to write it!"
Juren was furious, and he pointed at Huanyun and roared: "You are so powerful, why don't you write a poem? It is the first time in the world, and it sounds good. Da'an has not had a famous poet who has been famous in history for a hundred years."
Huanyun raised his head and looked at Juren and asked, "Do you want to sleep with me, or do I want to sleep with you?"
Everyone laughed, and Chen Juren also lost face. He had just been named on the Golden List and was so high-spirited, how could he endure such humiliation.
"I'm telling you, if no one can do better than me today, you must be mine." Chen Juren pointed at her and shouted: "I have a bright future, how dare you, a bitch, refuse me?"