Fu Sheng once said that there is a small building called Jiang Nanchun in the west of Yangzhou City, where the secret spy of the Metropolitan Procuratorate is located.
Xia Shang knew very little about the Metropolitan Procuratorate. He only knew that the Metropolitan Procuratorate had spies in every corner of Dahua and was an extremely large secret organization.
In the past, Xia Shang didn't want to understand or be tainted with cause and effect. But after experiencing so much, Xia Shang had to try to get in touch. It was still too small for him alone. He had too many things to do. He found Shangguanchan and
Kill the Yangzhou magistrate, pay for the Massacre at Kuangfeng Village, and protect your family...
Now that Fu Sheng is gone, Xia Shang needs new strength.
After resting at home for a day, he quietly went to Yangzhou City alone.
Today's Yangzhou is no stranger to the Xia and Shang Dynasties. When they arrived in the west of the city, they visited and inquired all the way, and it didn't take long for them to find Jiang Nanchun.
Just hearing the name, Xia Shang thought it was a restaurant, but when he got to the door, he realized that it was actually a brothel.
Like other flower buildings, not far from the Jiangnan Spring Gate is the Weeping Willow Bank Spring River, which is a tributary of the Beijing-Hangzhou Canal. Because of its remote location, it is not as elegant as other places. However, it is quiet, and there are only a few rooms around with few people.
teahouse and two pawn shops.
Xia Shang stood at the door, looking at the low courtyard in front of him. The silk curtains, window grilles and ribbons hanging at the door were not the popular red, but mainly green and blue, giving people a feeling of elegance and purity. Together with other flowers
Compared with the other places, it is a little less noisy and a little more peaceful. This is what makes Jiangnanchun different from other places.
There were also girls at the door, but they were not dressed in fancy clothes, they were dignified and decent. They were holding oil fans and swinging them gracefully, blowing the powder on their bodies, making the surrounding air smell alluring.
Seeing Xia Shang stop and watch, a young girl in a bright yellow gauze skirt walked over in front of the door, waving her hips and waving her hands. Shyly but not flatteringly, she gently patted Xia Shang's chest with a small fan in her hand: "Young master, this is the first time.
Come here once? Instead of just stopping and watching, why not go ahead and enjoy the show? If you can trust Jiaoer, then come in with Jiaoer."
Xia Shang glanced at the woman who called herself Jiao'er. She was very pretty, with a slender waist that could be held in one's hand, butt that was so plump that it was hard to hold one's hand alone. Her eyebrows were picturesque and colorful, and her red lips were pretty and small, just like the center of her eyebrows.
.Besides her appearance, her voice is soft yet strong in her conversation. It sounds like a nightingale's melodiousness, crisp and clear, but it can't hide the smell of slow and lingering breath.
This feeling is what a warrior should have. Xia Shang has seen many warriors, and he believes that his feeling is not wrong.
In this way, the girl in front of me has martial arts skills and is not too weak. She may have sensed it by herself, but she probably cannot reach the level of floating life.
Xia Shang thought to himself, this Jiangnan traveler really has some skills, such a maid as a gatekeeper is extraordinary, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate is really unfathomable.
With a flash of thought, Xia Shang nodded towards Jiao'er.
While Xia Shang was looking at Jiao'er, the other party was also looking at him. He probably didn't find anything special, so he took Xia Shang inside.
After walking through the door and walking through the courtyard of Jiang Nanchun, you can understand the world here.
This place is completely different from other places. There is not a single high-rise building in the courtyard. They are all elegant and petite Jiangnan bamboo residences. With the faint fragrance of bamboo, surrounded by artificial water like dragons and phoenixes, it is a scene of prosperous small bridges and houses. If you don't see it with your own eyes,
From what I saw, it’s hard to believe that there is such a special place hidden in Yangzhou City.
The landform here is so vast that you can't see the end of it at a glance. You can see all kinds of flowers, plants and trees, small bridges and stone paths passing through it, and occasionally a few young men and women playing in pairs.
The first impression that Xia Shang felt here was that it had beautiful scenery and few people.
"Sir, please follow me."
Jiao'er walked in front, turning around and shouting with a smile from time to time. Her faint smile gave people the feeling of spring breeze, and always made people feel good inadvertently.
Not long after walking, Xia Shang came to a bamboo house and sat down. There were all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and paintings, but the rouge and gouache that women usually used was missing.
Jiao'er sat opposite Xia Shang, waving her small fan and smiling: "Young Master drinks tea by himself. Jiao'er's sisters will come when you are young. You can choose them as you like."
As soon as he finished speaking, four women came in. The youngest was less than 28 years old, and the eldest was about thirty. They were all pretty, but they were not wearing heavy makeup, which made them look a little more comfortable.
"Mo Xi has met the young master."
"Qing'er has met the young master."
"Ziyu has met the young master."
"Liu'er has met the young master."
The four girls were introduced one by one, and each of them complemented the etiquette.
Jiao'er still waved the folding fan lightly and said with a smile: "Does the young master have a favorite? If you can't tell what you like, you can ask them all to play and sing with the young master. But the young master should also be able to see that our Jiang Nanchun
The girls are all serious women who do business in art and not in prostitution. As long as the young master doesn’t offend the beauty, that’s fine.”
Xia Shang watched and remained silent.
The four girls in front of them are obviously more nervous than Jiao'er, at least they don't have Jiao'er's spontaneity. Furthermore, the four people in front of them are ordinary people with no martial arts background, so they must not have a deep-seated identity.
Xia Shang pretended to be dissatisfied and shook his head.
Jiaoer frowned and sat up straight: "Master, these four are some of the most talented people in our family. Why don't we let them play a song for you first?"
Xia Shang still shook his head, turned his gaze to Jiao'er, pretending to be playful, and inadvertently gently grabbed Jiao'er's little hand on the table.
Jiaoer was startled and wanted to pull back, but Xia Shang held her tightly.
"Miss Jiao'er, I was attracted by the girl's beauty when we were outside. Recently, I wanted to have a few drinks with Miss Jiao'er. Should Miss Jiao'er stay with me?"
Jiao'er frowned. She wanted to pull her hand away but didn't dare to force it. She squeezed out a smile and said, "Young master, I don't know. Jiao'er is only responsible for soliciting customers, not receiving them."
"What's the point? Taking in customers is not all about making money. Are you afraid that I can't afford the money?"
After that, Xia Shang took out an ingot of gold from his money bag and put it on the table.
Jiao'er frowned even more tightly, she could tell that Xia Shang's behavior made her feel disgusted, but she didn't want to get angry.
Jiao'er didn't say anything, and Xia Shang asked again: "Isn't that enough?"
After that, he took out another ingot of gold.
This time, the expressions of the four girls beside them all changed. It is rare to see a young master who spends so generously.
"Isn't it enough?" Xia Shang asked again, just as he was about to touch something out again.
Jiao'er suddenly took out her hand and whispered: "Master, please respect yourself. Jiao'er said she won't accept guests, so she won't accept guests."
"If you can't answer it, see if this is enough!"
"Snapped!"
After saying that, Xia Shang slapped his hand on the table again, making a crisp sound.
"Sir! I told you, no matter how much money you give me, I won't... no..."
Jiao'er suddenly stopped in the middle of her words, and turned from vague anger to incomparable surprise.
Because what Xia Shang finally found was not gold, but a waist card!
Jiao'er didn't dare to be impatient anymore and whispered to the four girls behind her: "Everyone, step back." (To be continued)