On ordinary days, Jia Cong would have ignored an invitation from an oiran. He ran a brothel at home and had seen many oirans. However, when the oiran came to deliver the note, Su Cheng made a casual joke and became interested.
After making a verbal application with Chen Ruijin and getting approval, Jia Sanye specially put on brand new pink arrow sleeves and put a peach blossom on his hair, which made Su Cheng roll her eyes. Chen Ruijin looked at him seriously for a long time, starting from his own
From the dowry, I took a piece of Xishang plum-top mutton fat pendant and tied it on for him.
Jia Cong looked down at himself and said with a smile: "If I look like this with two strong thugs, all the decent women on the street will run away when they see me."
Su Cheng said: "Uncle Cong, you have to get a folding fan and take Liu Xiaoqi with you."
"There's no need for a folding fan." Chen Ruijin took out another purse with a rich peony design and took out some rue and put it in it.
Jia Cong smiled and said: "It's not Mi Xiang."
Chen Ruijin glanced at him: "Bring incense to your man and send him to the brothel?"
Jia Cong bowed: "Daughter-in-law, I was wrong!"
Su Cheng said enthusiastically: "Bring some scraps of silver to send the little maid away. Auntie, I still think we should have a folding fan."
Chen Ruijin said: "Bringing a folding fan is just a straw bag of elegance. Your master is a talented person in this world. There is no need to show off. He can just recite a poem and be elegant."
Jia Cong said hurriedly: "I haven't written poetry for eight hundred years! I don't even know how to rhyme." Su Cheng looked at the two of them and laughed for a while, then called out to invite Liu Xiaoqi.
Nothing happened these days. Zhen Ming was giving some martial arts lessons to some kids. Hearing that it was Miss Su who invited him, Liu Xiaoqi smiled flatteringly at Zhen Ming. Zhen Ming snorted and waved his hand to send him away. Liu Xiaoqi came over in a hurry
When I asked Jia Cong about their courtyard, he actually accompanied Jia Cong to meet the oiran! He quickly took a look at Chen Ruijin. Chen Ruijin said: "Jia Cong wants to pretend to be a rich and romantic man, so you can pretend to be a thug."
Liu Xiaoqi murmured: "Isn't he another wealthy man?" He raised his eyes to look at Jia Cong's outfit for a moment, shook his head and said, "Forget it, if you ask me to dress like this, I would rather be a thug."
Jia Cong hummed: "What do you know? This is called role need!"
Liu Xiaoqi then found the clothes of the person next to her and borrowed a very thick gold ring to show off her wealth. Chen Ruijin looked at it for a few times and asked him to take off the gold ring and wrap it half a circle with red cotton thread.
Putting it back on, Jia Cong joked: "I was already vulgar, but now I'm even more vulgar!"
Liu Xiaoqi pointed to the peach blossom on his head: "Big brother, don't laugh at second brother!" Several people laughed for a long time.
The two of them were not afraid of showing off, each rode a tall horse and headed towards Hongxiangfang happily.
The courtesan Li Tao lived in Hongxiangfang. When I got there, I saw that business was good here. There were many red sleeves upstairs, and the signs at the door were brand new. As soon as the two of them entered the door, the old madam shouted at the top of her voice, "Uncle~~"
, waving a handkerchief and walked up to Jia Cong. Before she could boast for her girls, Jia Cong took out the Xue Tao note from Li Tao and handed it over with a smile.
The old madam was stunned when he took it and looked at it. He looked up at Jia Cong several times and asked, "Who is this uncle?"
Jia Cong nodded and pointed at his nose: "It's true!"
Liu Xiaoqi shouted from behind: "It's true!"
The old madam forced a smile on her face and said: "Uncle Jia, Miss Li has been waiting for a long time, please come~~" She quietly glanced at them again.
Following the madam all the way to the backyard, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed. There were mountains dripping with water, small bridges and corridors, which were exquisite and delicate. After walking through the bamboo forest path and turning into a small courtyard, I saw several peach blossom trees in bloom in the courtyard, and green radish twining gracefully.
Taihu stone has a strange fragrance. Jia Cong said: "To be able to reach the highest level in a profession, one must have a lot of personal attainments. A fan who reaches the highest level is an oiran. The aesthetics of an oiran's yard must not be vulgar. Here
It’s a completely different world from the outside world.”
The old madam laughed when he heard this and said: "Oh, this is the first time I have heard such praise. He is indeed a scholar, and his sweet mouth is different from others." At this moment, Jia Cong looked more at ease. Liu Xiaoqi snickered.
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Jia Cong said seriously: "What I said is a general principle that is applicable to everyone. It is a rule, not a sweet talk."
"Yes, yes." The old bustard covered his mouth with a handkerchief and smiled, then opened the door curtain, "Uncle Jia, please~~"
Jia Cong coughed, walked squarely into the threshold with his hands behind his back, and was stunned for a moment.
This is the main hall. The room is not big. The first thing you see is a large ebony plaque with three beautiful characters on it, "Taoli Hall". Below it hangs a picture of Tang Bohu's "Cute Stream Pines". In the middle is a small sandalwood
The table, the aroma was fragrant. There was an ancient bronze bottle on the table. There were ebony bases reserved for couplets on both sides, but there were no couplets. Jia Cong asked casually: "Why are the couplets empty?"
Then I heard a woman say softly: "Please sir, give me a pair."
There is also a huge wooden vat in the middle of the hall, and the vat is steaming with steam. A young woman is sitting naked in it. The hot water is just up to her breasts, and two round lotus pods are half exposed. There are no flowers in the vat.
What kind of petals are they filled with clear water? Under the mist, you can see at a glance that her skin is white and her body is plump. The woman has not applied makeup, and her face is as delicate and beautiful as the peach blossoms on the trees outside. With her beautiful eyes, she looked towards the door. Jia Cong saw
Liu Xiaoqi felt as if someone had slapped her chest, and she couldn't breathe.
Liu Xiaoqi kicked Jia Cong. Jia Cong looked up at the plaque and chanted: "Knowledge of worldly affairs is knowledge, and understanding of human feelings is writing."
The woman chuckled: "Is this a couplet from Mr.'s study?"
"That's not it." Jia Cong also smiled and said, "It was hung in the upper room of our relative Ning Guo's Mansion." Then he turned his eyes downward and looked at the woman openly, and suddenly several paintings flashed in his mind.
In the city where he lived in his previous life, the museum often held exhibitions of famous European paintings. The posture of this woman is natural and casual, quite like a Titian painting. The Dajiara Art Museum also has many works by this Italian, because the cultural differences are too big
, and did not confiscate the nude female body. He was looking at the naked beauty, Liu Xiaoqi coughed, and kicked him again. Jia Cong looked at the woman apologetically and clasped his fists, "Sorry, I'm rude."
The woman tilted her head and looked at him, with a smile on her lips but no smile in her eyes: "Are you Duanxiu?"
"Hey! Don't distort my sexual orientation!" Jia Cong said quickly, "I am a straight man who is straighter than chopsticks."
The woman stood up holding the edge of the vat with both hands, and the water splashed loudly, like a white jade statue standing in front of the two men. Jia Cong immediately thought of many famous Western sculptures of naked women. The woman stood squarely in the vat.
, asked with a smile: "Does it look good?"
Jia Cong looked at her and praised: "It's beautiful. It's not easy to sculpt, and the human body is indeed the most difficult to represent." Liu Xiaoqi coughed twice. Jia Cong clasped his fists apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm thinking too far ahead."
He said considerately, "It's still cold now. You have to get up and wipe yourself off quickly, otherwise you'll catch a cold immediately. If you don't want to wear clothes, just sit inside and don't get up."
The woman stared at Jia Cong for a long time with her eyes wide open, then sat back in the tank in frustration. After a long time, she said reluctantly: "Are you really not Duanxiu?"
"It's really not true," Jia Cong said, "I have seen many beauties of all kinds since I was a child. Moreover, my family has a brothel, which is the most prestigious in Beijing. I am used to it."
The woman said angrily: "You have never slept with the slave girl, and there is no maid in the house."
Jia Cong shrugged: "If I want to sleep, do I want as much as I want? I don't want things that are easily available. Just like Mr. Su Tao won't take bribes because he has plenty of money at home."
The woman was speechless. After a while, the woman narrowed her eyes and looked at Jia Cong: "That's not right. Your eyes are like looking at an object."
Jia Cong said honestly: "I have seen many Western oil paintings and sculptures of nude women. In the West, human body painting and human sculpture are two very common types, and there are many masterpieces. Personally, I prefer the Italian painter Titian Vecellio Style. By the way, Miss Li...you are Miss Li Tao." The woman nodded. "If Miss Li is interested, you can learn Western oil painting and use yourself as a model. Maybe you can be famous for generations to come. The whole concept will change. Two hundred years later, there will be a female painter named Zhang Yuliang, who also came from a prostitute, won’t she be respected by the world?”
Li Tao smiled sweetly: "Mr. Jia, why don't you paint a painting for the slave family, so that you can be famous for generations to come?"
Jia Cong spread his hands: "Unfortunately, I can't."
Li Tao said angrily: "Sir, why don't you learn? Mr. Jia is a great talent in the world, and it is easy to learn Western painting ideas." As he said this, he stretched out his slender hand to stir up the water on the surface of the vat.
"It's really not true," Jia Cong said, "I have no artistic talent. I even had to practice calligraphy when I was a teenager. I was forced to do so by my husband."
Li Tao glanced at him, her eyes filled with waves, and suddenly her eyes turned red: "If Third Grandma asks you to draw her, you will definitely be able to draw her."
"No." Jia Cong said. Liu Xiaoqi kicked him again. Jia Cong explained, "My wife knows that I am not good at this, so she won't let me paint her, for fear that I will paint her without salt." Yaksha.”
Li Tao looked at him intently for a long time, as if looking at a monster. After a long time, he sighed dejectedly: "Mr. Jia is indeed a Taoist."
Jia Cong smiled and said: "This has nothing to do with monasticism. Although sex and love are two different things, as long as a person has a lover in his heart - whether he is a man or a woman, or whether the person he loves is of the same sex or the opposite sex, look at the handsome men and beautiful women next to him. It's like looking at oil paintings or sculptures. I appreciate their natural beauty and have no interest in having sex with them." He thought for a while and then said, "Actually, I don't really support your profession. Of course, I know that as long as there are If the human species exists, there will inevitably be two primitive professions: killers and prostitutes. Before I got married, I didn’t feel much about it. After getting married, I felt..." Nai smiled, "Coitus is a very happy thing. If If you don't like the other person but have to force him to have sex, it will destroy the happiness of this kind of behavior. For example, if every customer is satisfied, of course it's okay, but in fact, most of the customers are not satisfied. What's wrong? Baba old man, greasy fat man, dirty mud legs..."
Li Tao hit the water angrily: "Shut up!" Jia Cong immediately shut up and made a gesture of applying plaster. Li Tao closed his eyes gently, and two lines of tears dropped from the corners of his eyes. Liu Xiaoqi quickly gave a thumbs up from behind. He stretched out his hand in front of Jia Cong and quickly retracted it.
Li Tao did not wipe her tears, but stood up with her lips pursed, raised her legs and stepped out of the big wooden vat. She walked barefoot to Shi Shi next to him and took out a big cloth towel. Shi Shiran wiped his body. Then he turned around and took the imperial concubine's couch.
The clothes on the clothes, from the small clothes to the pink brocade robe, were completed in one go like flowing clouds and flowing water. When Jia Cong and Liu Xiaoqi were two sculptures. After putting on the clothes, she turned around and smiled at the two of them: "Am I good-looking?"
Jia Cong raised his hand as if to tear off the plaster from his mouth, then pursed his lips and wiped his mouth twice with the back of his hand, then nodded: "It looks good, objectively good-looking."
Li Tao looked at Liu Xiaoqi again: "What does that little brother think?"
Liu Xiaoqi also nodded: "It looks good in an objective sense."
Li Tao sat on the imperial concubine's couch and wiped her feet with a cloth towel and asked: "What is the objective meaning?"
"You just don't have any personal preferences and stand from the perspective of a bystander." Jia Cong said, "Miss Li is a rare beauty both in action and in action."
Li Tao raised her head slightly to glance at him, then lowered her head to put on her socks: "Mr. Jia has seen countless beauties in his life. In your opinion, who is the most objectively beautiful woman?"
Jia Cong thought: "What are objective beauties... Xue, the wife of Jiang Zixuan, the Marquis of Pingyuan in the capital, and Chen, the beloved concubine of King Wu. They are the two most objectively beautiful women I have ever seen."
Li Tao began to put on pink silk shoes: "Mr. Jia's personal preference is, who is the most beautiful woman?"
"Subjective aesthetics -" Jia Cong said, "My wife, Ms. Chen Ruijin, and my cousin, Ms. Lin Daiyu, the military advisor of King Yan's North American Second Route Army, these two are the two most beautiful women in my subjective opinion."
Liu Xiaoqi said softly from behind: "Last time you said that the most beautiful woman was Sister-in-law Liu Er?"
Jia Cong said seriously: "I personally think Sister-in-law Liu is the most charming woman. She is so charming with her posture that women will fall in love with her when they see her. This is what I call dynamic beauty. In terms of appearance alone, Sister Xue and Concubine Chen are the best."
Li Tao chuckled, shook his head and said, "It seems that the Nu family is immovable."
Jia Cong smiled and said: "A flower blooming alone is not spring, a garden is filled with thousands of purples and reds. Each has its own beauty, even the little flowers on the roadside are moving. Miss Li is no exception."
Li Tao stared at him with a half-smile but not a smile and said, "Mr. Jia is really very cautious. He praises me every time and stays out of it." He glanced at Liu Xiaoqi and said softly, "But I'm afraid that someone will go back and tell me something."
If the third grandma complains, will the third grandma show my face?"
Jia Cong said hurriedly: "What I said is the truth!" He looked back at Liu Xiaoqi, "Of course I'm also afraid that my wife will be unhappy. It's not that I'm afraid that she'll be embarrassed, just coax her. I like her, so I care about her.
Her joys and sorrows, I don’t want to make her feel bad.”
Li Tao looked at him for another half day and saw that he was serious and didn't seem to be lying. She sighed: "The third grandma has been blessed for several lifetimes to have such a husband who always cares about her."
Jia Cong also sighed: "I am the lucky one who has cultivated in countless lifetimes. With my average appearance and mediocre qualifications," if I put it aside for the rest of my life, "catching up with a goddess like her would be like winning the lottery."
After a while, he said with emotion, "No matter how good I am to her now, I can't take back the suffering she suffered when she was a child. The suffering she suffered when she was a child is the real suffering..."
Li Tao said helplessly: "Beauty doesn't work anymore."
"Well, it doesn't work." Jia Cong said, "Is there any other way?"
"Yes." Li Tao turned around gracefully, "Please come with the Third Master and the slave family."