Song Dynasty, the second year of Xuanhe (1120 AD), autumn night.
In the capital city of Bianjing, the most upscale romantic venue - Fanlou, is full of feasting, singing and dancing.
The building is full of red sleeves and more than thirteen pavilions.
Smile to attract talented people, and enjoy the new coolness together.
Don't wait and delay, you will waste a good night...
The dignitaries, literati, and poets who came here all said that they would spend a lot of money just to meet Li Shishi, a new oiran who is not a prostitute but a performer.
I want to admire the unparalleled youth of a beautiful lady,
If you want to express your heartfelt feelings, you will have no regrets in this life...
However, Madam Li's mother politely refused and said apologetically:
"My lord, please forgive me. Today, my teacher, Shishi, is not feeling well and cannot see our guests!"
It made all the guests sigh, regret and complain.
Mother Li, who is in her mid-teens, is not willing to let go of the business that comes to her door. She shakes her peach fan, and a group of warblers and swallows surround the disappointed guests...
Completely different from the hustle and bustle of the front yard, the backyard of Fanlou is peaceful and quiet.
Here, a two-story exquisite building with blue bricks and mahogany wood was built, named "Chu Pavilion", for the newly talented courtesan Li Shishi to live alone.
Li Shishi’s boudoir orchid room on the second floor,
A pair of red candles, the light flickers.
A pair of figures are reflected in the paper window.
A man and a woman sit opposite each other.
The two are in love, and the two drinks are finished.
"Plop",
The tall man fell down and hit his forehead on the table.
The shock made the silver plate, gold lamp, and jade pot on the table tremble and jingle.
His body twitched twice and then stopped moving.
"Eh?!" Li Shishi said in surprise: "Zhao Yan, are you drunk now?"
She hurriedly got up and wanted to help Zhao Yun go to bed to rest.
However, Master Li failed to help him, which felt very wrong.
She raised her bright wrist, stretched out her jade hand, and touched Zhao Lang's forehead, her body temperature gradually cooled down;
She checked Zhao Lang's breathing and pulse again, but found nothing!!
"Ah?!" Master Li was so shocked that his face turned pale and he stood blankly on the spot.
She deeply felt that for a weak woman like herself, this was an unthinkable disaster.
Li Shishi met Zhao Ling, who claimed to be a wealthy businessman,
Three contacts before and after,
She is as smart as ice and snow,
I have already figured out Zhao Yun’s identity,
He is definitely not a wealthy businessman on the surface.
Zhao Ling, who is free and refined, handsome and noble, all the gold, jade, porcelain, etc. he gave her before were from the royal family.
Zhao Yan's servants are all high officials in civilian clothes.
The love poems Zhao Yan wrote to her were all written in beautiful thin gold calligraphy.
Although Zhao Yan once claimed that he imitated today's officials,
However, if the writing can be as good as the original, Li Shishi has already made up his mind...
In addition, more than half an hour ago, Master Li saw with his own eyes the current Lord Zhou in his boudoir. As soon as he heard Zhao Liang's voice downstairs, asking the maid to report, he wanted to go upstairs to ask for an audience.
Master Zhou was immediately frightened to death, and "retreated" in panic...
Li Shishi then speculated that Zhao Yuan should be Zhao Ji, the current emperor of the Song Dynasty and the "Emperor of the Taoist Lord".
It's just that she lives in a romantic market and already knows the rules of this industry. Customers are unwilling to reveal their true identity. As a poor comedian, she must do it. Although she sees through it, she doesn't point it out.
Now, when Master Li faced the suddenly dead Zhao Lang, she was so frightened that her delicate body trembled, and two lines of hot tears flowed down her beautiful and white face.
However, she did not scream or scream. She slightly exposed her upper teeth, bit her red lower lip, and tried her best to calm down first.
She knew that if she was frightened by this sudden crisis and shouted in panic, it would definitely attract Zhao Yun's servants who were guarding downstairs to go upstairs to investigate.
In that case, she, a newly-minted courtesan who was able to maintain her integrity for the time being in order to command a sky-high price, would really die in her twenties when she was still young.
"What should I do?"
Li Shishi's thoughts were spinning: Could Mr. Zhou, who admires me, please come out? Think of countermeasures, can you?
Alas!
Forget it!
Master Li knew that although Mr. Zhou was the best in the world in terms of graceful lyrics, he was as timid as a mouse.
Master Li frowned slightly...
What if we send the maid downstairs to the front yard and quietly tell Madam Li’s mother to ask the high-ranking officials behind Fanlou to come forward and settle the matter?
Joke!
Who can take the heavy responsibility for the emperor's collapse here?
Escape?
Where can a weak woman from the slave family escape to?
Alas! It’s hard to say whether we can escape from the heavily guarded Bianjing city gate.
At this time, Master Li took an affectionate look at the handsome Zhao Yan, who looked to be in his thirties, and said to himself:
"The slave family's life is so miserable!
The slave family had secretly promised their love, thinking that they had found a perfect love that could be entrusted to them for the rest of their lives, but Zhao Yun, you died like this in the slave family's boudoir!"
Suddenly, Master Li recalled the technique she had seen in her childhood that could bring people back to life.
When she was three years old, her father, a craftsman from the Bianjing Dyeing Bureau, sent her to a temple for foster care in order to support her child according to local customs.
When Master Li was four years old, she saw a pilgrim woman who suddenly fainted and "died" in front of the statue. Her master used that method to revive the woman.
Now, Master Li has decided to make a fortune.
She immediately imitated her master's appearance, clasping her hands together, facing the west, and silently praying to God.
Then, she remembered that the master had laid the "dead" woman flat on the ground.
However, Li Shishi felt that how could he dare to put it on the ground in the face of Zhao Yan, who was most likely to be a supreme being?
What's more, if Zhao Yan is laid flat on the ground, Master Zhou who is hiding under his bed behind the gauze curtain, wouldn't he be able to see everything?
Master Li deliberately pretended to be nonchalant and said flirtatiously:
"Zhao Heng, since you are too drunk, let me help you to the bed and let's rest together!"
She immediately stretched her arms to Zhao Yun's armpits and hugged him, gritted her teeth, and used all her strength to drag Zhao Yun toward her bed...
Master Li was so tired that he was dripping with sweat...
Finally, she moved Zhao Yan onto the boudoir bed and lay down on his back.
Then, she followed the way her master had done when rescuing people, kneeling on the left side of Zhao Yun's body, folding her hands, pressing them on Zhao Yun's left chest, and pressing them continuously...
The man lying under the bed has an old heart. Mr. Zhou, who wants to learn and practice the sage's "a pear tree crushes a begonia", has admired Li Shishi's talent and beauty for a long time, but has never been able to succeed.
At this time, Mr. Zhou was sweating coldly because he was afraid of the power of God.
However, Zhao Yan remained motionless.
Suddenly, Master Li remembered that when she was a child, when she saw her master rescuing people, he seemed to have to add one more action - mouth to mouth, blowing...
Li Shishi immediately took a deep breath, held it in his mouth, his cheeks were bulging, he pursed a pair of cherry-red lips, and brought it to Zhao Hao's mouth...
However, she immediately realized that Zhao Yan, whose eyes were closed, also had his mouth closed!
How to do this?
Li Shishi, who was extremely smart, still pressed his right hand on Zhao Yan's left chest.
She immediately raised her left hand, which was folded on the back of her right hand, to move Zhao Yan's chin and let him open his mouth.
In order to use the so-called "returning Yang Qi" to save people like Master did.
Then, Master Li moved his mouth down with some embarrassment...
Getting closer,
So close that they are almost touching...
Zhao Yan, who had no vital signs, suddenly opened his eyes with bright eyes!
Eyes facing each other...
Li Shishi felt inexplicably that Zhao Yan's eyes at this moment were completely different from those she had seen before.
"Ah!" As Li Shishi exclaimed, the air in his mouth, carrying the fragrance of orchid, blew on the face of Zhao Yan who had just woken up, like a spring breeze.
Master Li burst into tears and laughed, and said wittily: "Zhao Yan, it's true... I woke up after being drunk! The slave family is worried to death!"
"Ouch! My head feels so swollen and painful!"
Zhao Yan opened his curious eyes, looked at it for a few seconds, and said doubtfully:
"Who am I?"
"Oh!" He said to himself: "I remembered. I am Zhao Ji!"
"Where is this?
How did I get here?
Little sister, who are you?"
This question made Master Li confused. He asked in surprise: "Zhao Lang, don't you remember anything? Did you even forget the slave family?"
At this time, Zhao Ji, whose mind was buzzing, suddenly had two completely different memories pop up in his mind:
The first memory is that I am a senior student in the history department of a university in modern society. My name is Zhao Ji. On the eve of graduation, I had a drinking party with my classmates. After drinking too much, my vision went dark and I didn’t know anything anymore...<
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The second memory is a bit scattered. But I still vaguely remember that I am actually Zhao Ji, the eighth emperor of the Song Dynasty. And the beauty who is on the bed with me is actually the famous prostitute in Fanlou in Bianjing City.
Li Shishi, the new oiran who only sells her art but not her body...
As the two memories merged, Zhao Ji suddenly reacted:
I actually traveled through time!!!
Moreover, he also traveled through time and became Zhao Ji, the eighth emperor of the Song Dynasty!
"Holy shit!" Zhao Ji secretly thought in his heart: "I am a college student in an unpopular subject who is about to graduate and lose his job, but God blessed me and allowed me to travel through time and become an emperor!"
After the moment of excitement, Zhao Ji also realized that he, the emperor, was a foolish king who was about to perish!
"Zhao Li?" Li Shishi's soft voice whispered in Zhao Ji's ear.
"Yeah!" Zhao Ji agreed and said, "I remember who you are, Master Li!"
Li Shishi, who was kneeling on the bed, happily grabbed Zhao Ji's hand, smiled and said:
"Zhao Heng didn't forget about the slave family even after he was drunk. It's really great!"
Zhao Ji was aroused, and the beauty's hold brought a feeling like an electric shock!
Master Li’s smile can really captivate a city with one smile, and captivate a country with another smile!
Again, our eyes met,
In Zhao Ji's eyes, Master Li, whose figure and appearance are extremely beautiful, really makes people think...
Zhao Ji secretly made up his mind:
"I can't let this wonderful time pass by!
I can’t disappoint my teacher’s kindness!
I will act vigorously and resolutely!"
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***The author has something to say***
Fanlou (later renamed Fenglelou) was the first of the 72 main stores in Bianliang, Tokyo in the Northern Song Dynasty. A poem by Liu Zihui, a poet of the Song Dynasty, said, "The songs and dances in Liangyuan are full of romance, and the wine is like a knife to cut off sorrow. I recall the joy of my youth."
, the lights go up to Fan Tower late at night." "Water Margin" refers to Fan Tower as Fan Tower.
There are historical records that Huizong of the Song Dynasty left the palace incognito:
"History of the Song Dynasty" Anthology. Huizong: "The emperor's number of micro-actions, the official name Cao Fu wrote a letter to discuss it, and he compiled and took charge of Chenzhou."
The translation is: Song Huizong traveled in plain clothes several times. The official Cao Fu wrote a letter discussing the matter and was put in charge of Chenzhou.
What Cao Fu said in the letter was very unpleasant. What is recorded in the history books is:
"Yi Fu Wei Xing, staying in a prostitute's house, starting from Your Majesty!"
As for Song Huizong's favor with Li Shishi, there is no clear record in the official history, and it is mostly seen in unofficial histories and miscellaneous stories. But there is no smoke without fire!
There is an introduction to Li Shishi's life experience in "The Legacy of Xuanhe" written by an unknown person in the Song Dynasty.
The notes and essays "Gui'er Collection" written by Zhang Duanyi in the Song Dynasty record: One night, Mr. Zhou (whose name will not be revealed for the time being) came to Master Li's house first, and Huizong also came unexpectedly. In a hurry, of course, the minister had to let the king go, and Zhou
The adults hid under the boudoir bed.
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