"What a naughty boy, isn't my young master more handsome than you?" Yazhi was displeased and asked in a male voice.
Although the voice was pretending to be low, it was indispensable for the softness and sweetness of a woman. It was like a clear spring after a new rain in the empty mountain, flowing coolly into the heart of the little fat man, making him tremble all over.
"That...I, I, I..."
The little fat man was also a young boy. He had never heard such a nice sound and was confused for a moment.
Xia Shang chuckled and stopped Yazhi and continued, the purpose of coming here today is not to see some Xian'er girl. It would be good to have a little fat man as a cover. What's more, there is money to be made, so why not?
"What brother said is absolutely true. Xia will fully cooperate with brother and is willing to help brother win the favor of beauties."
The little fat man was overjoyed when he heard this, and called Xia Shang repeatedly: "Brothers are wise, come on, come on, we will sit down together."
Xia Shang sat down, not interested in the fine wine and food on the table, and glanced around.
Today's Yichun Courtyard is extremely grandly decorated. The thirty or so large round tables in the hall are all covered with fiery red embroidered silk. There are not only fine wines and delicacies on the tables, but also pens, inks, paper and inkstones. The tables are arranged in a fan shape, and the scribes are sitting on the left.
, on the right is a wealthy businessman who came in with gold and silver. The building is already full at this moment.
In the middle of the venue is an exquisite small stage with a table, only big enough for three people to stand side by side. It is obviously not used to enjoy singing and dancing.
Directly above the small stage is the corridor on the second floor of Yichun Courtyard. There is an exquisite bead curtain between the handrails of the corridor. Behind the bead curtain is a women's boudoir with the door closed.
No need to think about it, that is the room of today's protagonist, Miss Xian'er.
In the room, there was not a frail and beautiful woman putting on her final dress in front of the dressing table, but a frosty-faced woman in red standing in front of the table looking at the scroll of ink and paper on the table.
The woman's pink face, red lips, and picturesque eyebrows were supposed to be a charming and charming female seductress, but at this moment, she felt as cold as an iceberg, as if there was frost within three feet, and even if the room was filled with red makeup and paint, it could not dispel it.
The cold arrogance exuded from her bones.
"When it's over, brush off your clothes and go away, hiding your merits and fame... Xia Chunqiu?"
Seeing Xia Shang's poem when he entered the hospital, the woman frowned slightly, and then snorted disdainfully.
At this time, the madam's voice came from outside the house: "My little darling, are you ready? The gentlemen downstairs can't wait in a hurry."
As soon as the words fell, the expression of the woman in the room changed instantly, softness and charm crept onto her face, as if a frozen rose had regained its beauty, and her whole person seemed to have come to life. The fiery red gauze skirt followed the movement of her bare feet.
Her movement caused ripples like flames, just like her hot red lips, which were full of temptation and enchantment.
The gauze skirt was thin and could not block the smooth and jade-like skin. The hazy feeling extended from the feet to the top of the thighs. Not to mention the men, even the madam who came in was fascinated by it.
"My daughter! You are truly a born fairy. If your mother were a man, she would be obsessed with you."
"Mom, why are you in a hurry? Let them wait."
Jiao Didi's voice is as red as her body, just listening to it can set people's hearts on fire.
"Oh, my dear, I can't wait any longer. Let's quickly have a word with the noble people below."
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At this moment, the atmosphere in Yichun Hospital was already a little dry. The hall was already full, and there were even a lot of people standing around, but Miss Xian'er didn't show up for a long time.
"What do you mean? Why doesn't Miss Xian'er show up yet?"
"That's right! You won't tease us all, will you?"
"If you don't show up, I'm going to ruin the place!"
No one can control this situation. The other girls in Yichun Court were full of complaints and tried all kinds of means to appease the guests, but to no avail. They had no choice but to smile and lament the unfair fate.
Even if she is a woman, why can others be admired by thousands of people, while she is really a plaything in the hands of others?
Women in brothels are like this. When they become famous, they are like the bright moon in the sky, but when they fall into fame, they are like the dust of the world. How many women are famous all over the world for a while, but then end up miserable for half their lives?
Xia Shang silently paid attention to his surroundings. He was in a rather special location, right at the intersection of scholars and businessmen. To his right was a table of less elegant people.
There were four people at the next table. They were making a lot of noise, drinking heavily, eating meat, and talking obscenely.
It fell into the ears of several literati at the table with Xia Shang, which made them very unhappy. Soon someone stood up and said: "This is a place of elegance and leisure, you are so noisy, are you afraid of insulting the elegance?"
The person who spoke was polite and spoke arrogantly, thinking that his words would make the other person feel ashamed.
Unexpectedly, the four people on the other side stared at each other and stood up one after another: "Fu Ru, go to hell!"
After that, a glass of wine was thrown directly on the other person's face, and he didn't need to look more embarrassed.
There are so many literati present, it’s really infuriating to make a fool of yourself at this moment!
"You fools, I... I will follow you..."
"You brat, are you looking for death?!"
Seeing that the conflict was imminent, a person sitting opposite Xia Shang intervened between the two groups of people: "Everyone, please give me some thin noodles from Ouyang Changhao."
This is a young man in fluttering white clothes. He is holding a folding fan and looks elegant. He has a very good-looking face. His pretty face is on par with Xia Shang's.
Xia Shang didn't care who Ouyang Changhao was, but as a spectator, he frowned.
The four people at the next table spoke vulgarly and did not have the culture of a wealthy family. They were indeed just the same reckless men as the scholar said. And at the moment when a conflict was about to occur, the four people subconsciously touched their waists. Although
There was nothing around his waist, but he still exposed himself. Even though it was only for a moment, this detail did not escape Xia Shang's eyes.
Moreover, Xia Shang noticed that the person closest to him had calluses on his hands. He must be a person who is accustomed to using long knives!
To use a sword is to know martial arts, and they don't look like people from the martial arts world. The martial arts practitioners in Yangzhou City who often use swords only have one profession after thinking about it.
That's the catcher.
It's not a new thing for police officers to visit brothels, but it is very new to appear in a brothel today.
Today's Yichun Yuan event requires two hundred taels of silver for non-literary people to enter, which is not what a small agent can afford.
So where does the money come from?
Thinking of this, Xia Shang laughed.
The conflict gradually subsided during the dinner, and the sound of the bustard calling from upstairs came.
"Everyone, please be quiet. Miss Xian'er is here."
"Wow!"
The crowd was agitated for a while, but was soon calmed down by the slow sound of the piano.
The clanking sound was bone-chilling. It came from upstairs, and everyone in the venue was excited. When I started to play the strings, how could the combination of several notes make people tremble? How can a woman like this be a performer?
The wonderful celestial music is definitely not due to outstanding qin skills, but must be due to the extraordinary material of the guqin.
Youdao is an immortal product made of seven strings and three feet of good material.
Yes! The material of the piano must be extraordinary! (To be continued)