The prosperity has dispersed, people have left the building empty, inside the Qingyin Pavilion and the embroidery room.
Ning'er looked at a bronze mirror, held it in her hand and felt sorry for herself, sighing leisurely.
At the age of fourteen, the young girl Huaichun was supposed to be full of fantasies about men, but she was only afraid. Among the pleasure seekers in the courtyard, there was no one who was not a libertine or a loveless person. When looking for a good man in the world, don't go to a brothel to find one.
People in the courtyard have said since she was a child that she is stunningly beautiful, and that the day she spends time with guests will definitely create a stir. Today is the first day she shows up in public, and as expected, a moderate commotion arose.
In her opinion, it was just a jealous young master from a rich family, and it made her look like a commodity, not worth any happiness at all.
The bead curtain was raised, and Li Yunniang walked in without knocking, and said with a smile: "Daughter, someone is looking for you outside."
"It's already dark, so mom can go back for me. I'm not feeling well today and I don't want to receive any more guests." Ning'er said with a frown.
"My silly daughter, why don't you ask who is here?"
"The left and right are just pleasure seekers"
Li Yunniang pinched the orchid and tapped her head lightly, and said bitterly: "This is our Yangzhou Jieyuan, Yang Lin, the son of the wealthy businessman Yang Tong, is the young man during the day. His father has a nickname that is unknown in Yangzhou.
People don't know, everyone knows, it's called "wealthy". My dear daughter, we businessmen have no reason to push the God of Wealth out of the world. You dress up a little to deal with it. If we can capture his soul, we will dig it out.
You have gained a gold mountain. If you accidentally win his favor and redeem yourself as a child, you will be out of the sea of misery."
Ning'er's eyes lit up, then dimmed, and she said calmly: "My daughter is pregnant."
In the private room, Yang Lin clasped his hands behind his back and was admiring the paintings and calligraphy on the wall. It is said that half of the talented women live in brothels. From this point of view, half of them are a bit conservative. But the taste of this private room is already extraordinary, with several cases and pots
There are orchids and a bookcase next to the wall, filling the room with the aroma of books and elegance.
These women's poems and paintings are actually quite charming, unlike ordinary and vulgar works.
Hearing the jingle of the ring behind him, Yang Lin turned around and saw the lightly rouged girl Ning'er tucking her skirt in and giving a salute: "I've seen Young Master Yang."
Yang Lin didn't have the taste of those classmates. He was the master who came to spend the money himself. Da Lala refused to return the gift and said in a guest-oriented manner: "Miss Ning'er, please sit down."
Seeing him acting like this, Ning'er felt even more unhappy. Out of professional ethics, she smiled and said, "We just had a happy gathering today, and Mr. Yang came back alone again. I don't know what's going on?"
Yang Lin chuckled, he was so proud of his plan, but who knew that in Ning'er's eyes, it would actually look a little wretched
"I am here to wish you escape from the sea of suffering and soar into the sky."
Ning'er's heart moved and she blurted out: "Young Master wants to redeem himself for the slave family?"
"Redemption?" Yang Lin shook his head. What I want is your profession to help me make a name for myself.
"There's nothing difficult about redeeming one's body. It's just a matter of buying the girl from Qingyin Pavilion. What I want to do is to buy Qingyin Pavilion and give it to the girl."
Ning'er was confused after hearing this, and a mysterious smile appeared on Yang Lin's face. He leaned forward slightly and said, "I want to praise you and make you the number one courtesan in the Song Dynasty."
The term "courtesan" has not become popular yet, but the literal meaning is easy to understand. Ning'er felt a chill in her heart when she heard it.
Even if she is an oiran, she is not a poor woman having fun, so what is there to look forward to.
When Yang Lin saw that she was not very interested, he thought she didn't understand, so he continued: "Miss Ning'er, have you ever understood what I meant?"
Ning'er sighed deeply in her heart, forced a smile on her face, and said, "Master, please stop teasing Ning'er."
I teased you to fuck me. Yang Lin was like a director inducing a newly released actress. He said seductively: "After becoming the first-class courtesan, you will meet all the wealthy businessmen, princes, celebrities, and spend time with you."
Even more compared to the pomp and circumstance of a wealthy minister, compared to the princess in the imperial city, I am afraid there is no more concessions, not to mention the many admirers who are rich and powerful, dominate the area, and will do anything to please the beautiful lady. Girl, no
Are you tempted?"
There were dice on the table for the guests to play with while drinking. Ning'er pointed at the sieve cup and said: "A piece of cold bone has been turned into something new. From the time it was stained and thrown to the present day. Now that Ning'er has entered this fun place, it is like
Those dice are like dice, and the thought of being happy or unhappy is too extravagant."
Ning'er laughed at herself, with a hint of sadness in her expression, and she declined Yang Lin's kindness.
When Yang Lin heard that this fourteen-year-old girl was not up to the mark, she felt sorry for herself every day and had no ambition to strive for a better future, she was really angry.
There was a bang, and Yang Lin slapped the table, making Ning'er jump in fright.
Yang San, who was outside, opened the door and walked in. He rolled up his sleeves and said, "Master, what's wrong?"
"Get out."
Yang San, who had just wanted to express his loyalty, went out dejectedly and continued to hold the door majestically.
"You little girl, why are you so unwilling to make progress? What's wrong with the entertainment scene? The red-flecked girl who runs at night with her harp in her arms, the Du Qiuniang whose flowers are in bloom, there has been no shortage of strange women in the world since ancient times, so you are willing to lie here and do it
The next Li Yunniang?" Yang Lin got excited and stood up and pointed at her: "Take the dice you pointed at as an example. I have no choice but to be stained. I have the intention to respect myself and not to throw it away! If I give you a chance, you will not use it.
If you don’t use it if I give you a chance, it seems that I have to train you myself.”
Ning'er's body was shaken, and finally she no longer looked sad and indifferent. She looked at Yang Lin with a strange expression on her face: "Where are you going?"
"Yang San! Find me the owner of Qingyin Pavilion. I want to spend some money."
It must be a big business for his "rich and wealthy" son to patronize his Qingyin Pavilion and look for him. Ge Anqiang, the shopkeeper of Qingyin Pavilion, did not dare to neglect, threw down his chopsticks and hurried over. When he came in, he saw Yang Lin and his new trainee.
Sitting across from each other at the end of the line, I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. It turned out that I had fallen in love with Ning'er, and I thought it was a big deal. I had just introduced this little beauty, and I expected her to be a cash cow. I couldn't redeem myself.
"Young Master Yang, Yang Jieyuan, you are so excited." Shopkeeper Ge bent down and said with a smile. This boy's identity is not simple, and he may become a high official in the future. Although Shopkeeper Ge was unhappy, he still said hello with a smile.
"What's your name, shopkeeper?"
"Your surname is Ge, sir. What advice can you give me?"
"It's no big deal. I want to buy the contract of you, the girl Ning'er from Qingyin Pavilion, as well as the steward, mother-in-law, turtle slave, and maidservants in the pavilion. Please give me a price."
I walked around a brothel until I wanted to buy something and open it. This was the first time I saw such a creative client, Ge Anqiang, who had opened a brothel for so long. I couldn't help but be stunned.
Ning'er was also stunned. Only Yang Lin was proud. I bought you and I can praise you as much as I want. You can't refuse, can you?