At this moment, the air in the private room was so quiet.
In embarrassment.
Mr. Zhen still looked confused, not knowing what he said wrong.
Shen Lie quickly put down the tea cup and defended: "Mommy, don't blame me, my friend is young and frivolous and doesn't understand the rules... Just make arrangements."
Shen Lie has never visited such a high-end brothel and doesn't understand the rules here, but he at least knows that the top brand of a high-end brothel is not easy to find.
How can I see the top spot?
You have to spend!
To put it bluntly, you have to throw money at it. After reaching a certain level, people will let the top card come out to see you. As for whether you can get it...
It also depends on whether the top beauty is willing to do it.
Shen Lie's words smoothed things over.
The old bustard hurriedly picked up the donkey and went downhill. He put on a smile and said attentively: "It's easy to talk, easy to talk. That's it...the distinguished guests will wait a moment."
As the old madam smiled coquettishly, twisted her graceful waist and walked out, and closed the door from the outside, the room became silent.
Mr. Zhen looked innocent. At this time, he also knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly covered his face with his sleeves, leaned over and whispered: "Brother Shen..."
Looking at the sparse stubble on his fair and tender face, he was slightly surprised.
Shen Lie had no choice but to explain it to him and said softly: "Master Zhen, please be patient. There is a lot of knowledge in this brothel."
Shen Lie also guessed and whispered to Mr. Zhen: "This card was cultivated at a huge cost to whet everyone's appetite..."
Think about it!
A top brothel prostitute started to be cultivated at the age of seven or eight, and was trained until the age of sixteen or seventeen. In order to cater to the taste of the scholar-bureaucrats, he was skilled in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and songs.
It is said that the top Yangzhou Shou Ma is even known as a female high school bachelor. She can even read moral articles at her fingertips, and her talent is not much worse than that of a scholar.
"This is called the top card!"
Shen Lie took a sip of tea and said, "That's my money tree!"
This release made Mr. Zhen look relieved and he quickly thanked him: "Thank you, Brother Shen. I've been taught a lesson. I've been taught a lesson."
He understood the central idea of Shen Lie's words very well. It was just a few words. Don't be impatient. When you arrive at such a high-end club, you should pay attention to the mood.
Those literati and poets like this tune the most...
Seeing Mr. Zhen understand it, Shen Lie hurriedly said: "I don't dare to take it, I don't dare to take it."
At this time, Feng Bao, who was sitting silently by the side, his old wrinkled face twitched a few more times visible to the naked eye. He wanted to reprimand a few words, but he finally held back.
That’s all.
At this time, there were soft footsteps outside the door. The old madam, who still had the charm, gently opened the door and walked in with several girls.
Mr. Zhen quickly straightened his expression, straightened his back and looked polite, and winked at Shen Lie, as if he was talking.
How do I do this?
Shen Lie hurriedly stretched out his thumb secretly under the table, secretly appreciating in his heart that he was a young master from a wealthy family.
Don't say it yet.
This Young Master Zhen calmed down and became more graceful. Although his eyebrows were slightly green, he still had a calm and authoritative air.
At this time, the old madam smiled apologetically and said, "These girls are all pure courtesans. They are proficient in various musical instruments and tunes, and their beauty is also the best. Are you satisfied, young master?"
Mr. Zhen was inexperienced after all, so he glanced at Shen Lie secretly, and when he saw Shen Lie nodded, he hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, stay."
As the old madam let out a string of laughter like silver bells, she pushed the most beautiful and delicate Qinghuan into the arms of Mr. Zhen...
Then this beautiful woman walked out with a charming smile.
The door was closed again.
Looking at the tender girl of thirteen or fourteen years old in Mr. Zhen's arms, with a forced smile on her palm-sized face, and her pitiful look, Shen Lie sighed quietly.
What a sin.
While they were talking, two other Qingguo men came towards Shen Lie and Feng Bao.
Shen Lie hurriedly said: "Hey... girls, please sit down quickly."
Feng Bao was in a very bad mood at this time. When he saw a girl from his granddaughter walking towards him, his expression was naturally not very good and he glanced at her with majestic eyes.
His gaze is like a torch.
The Qingguo man trembled in fright, frightened by Feng Bao's majestic aura.
The little girl was immediately panicked. She instinctively covered her heart and took a few steps back. Panic was written on her face. Then she fell to the ground with a plop and begged for mercy with a trembling voice.
"The little girl offended the uncle with her rough hands and feet. Please forgive me..."
At this time, the air was quiet for a while.
Seeing the woman kneeling here, she looked pitiful.
Mr. Zhen's mood was completely ruined, his face became cold, and he said displeasedly: "If you are angry, then go back first, don't ruin my mood."
Feng Bao's expression froze again.
Seeing that the old man and the young man were at loggerheads over a poor man.
Shen Lie couldn't sit still anymore and quickly stood up to smooth things over again: "You two calm down, it won't be, it won't be."
He first tried to persuade Feng Bao, and then smiled at the man who was lying on the ground like a quail: "Don't be afraid, girl, this master has no ill intentions."
Stepping forward to help the poor man up, Shen Lie smiled and comforted him: "Why don't you two girls sing some songs that they are good at?"
Under Shen Lie's soft soothing voice, the two servants felt relieved. They hurriedly lowered their heads and bowed, and responded softly: "Yes."
Then the two girls walked towards the musical instruments placed in the corner of the room, knelt on the pillow mat, and began to play the guqin Chang Xiao with their small white hands.
After a while, a melodious tune sounded in the room, and the two girls started singing.
"Thinking about you who wastes sleep and forgets to eat, the fragrance fades away, the flowers bloom and wither, and I still consciously fight for it. I sleep in the cold quilt, the phoenix is alone, the moon is full and the clouds cover it. I feel sad when I think about it."
A Tale of the West Chamber.
Yingying's soft words relieved the awkward atmosphere in the room.
Mr. Zhen glanced at Feng Bao coldly, his interest rose again, and he pulled the most beautiful Qing Guan into his arms and sat on his lap...
The little girl was used to seeing this kind of scene, and while pretending to be shy and refusing, she poured wine for the young man with her delicate hands.
Watching the young man and the poor man arguing and getting entangled, he even tilted his neck to drink a glass of fine wine.
Feng Bao's face looked extremely ugly again.
Seeing this, Shen Lie hurriedly came over to persuade him: "Mr. Feng, don't hold back when you're here. It doesn't hurt to indulge once in a while."
How did that sentence come about?
Shen Lie patted his head and said with a smile: "If you have wine today, you will get drunk today, and tomorrow you will be worried about tomorrow!"
As he spoke, he picked up the wine glass and shook it in front of Feng Bao.
Shen Lie advised again: "Come on, I'll give you a toast to Mr. Feng."
As Shen Lie raised his neck, drank a glass of wine, and showed the bottom of the glass to Feng Bao, Eunuch Feng's livid old face relaxed a little.
He picked up the wine glass with his skinny hands.
That’s all up to this.
"That's all."
Feng Bao also knew that he couldn't stop him, and he also knew that there would be no good fruit to eat if he didn't have fun, so he had no choice but to drink the wine in the cup.
Then the chief eunuch gave Shen Lie a bitter smile. This smile was really hard to describe.
Shen Lie looked at Mr. Zhen who was in high spirits with the corner of his eye, then looked at the wry smile on Feng Bao's face, and then he went over to persuade him a few words.
