A few days later, Lin Qinghuan successfully entered the Dusk Spring Pavilion through several rounds of introductions.

In late spring, the flowers wither under the continuous rainy season, and when the sunny days begin to appear, it is directly summer.

In every prosperous era, the entertainment industry is the most prosperous place, and the Duchun Pavilion is the largest and most prosperous gold cave in Dianzhou City.

Sure enough, as Lin Qinghuan's intuition, a place like a brothel has always been mixed, and everyone will not attract attention, making it an excellent place to obtain information and assassinate.

Lin Qinghuan guessed blindly, and the meaning of the name Twilight Spring means that once the girls enter the Twilight Spring Pavilion, they will endure the blowing of the plum rain and eventually wither.

A few days later, Lin Qinghuan found that he had really guessed wrong, the rules of the Dusk Spring Pavilion, the purchase and sale were all voluntary, whether it was listening to songs, playing the piano, dancing and drinking, and so on, as long as the girls did not agree, it was the emperor Lao Tzu who came, and it was no exception, of course, this is just a legend, the real situation, and only the emperor of Yunshui Kingdom and the master of the Dusk Spring Pavilion are clear.

However, the master of the Twilight Pavilion is away all the year round, and the big and small things in the pavilion are generally taken care of by the second pavilion master and the chief guest secretary.

Lin Qinghuan has seen this chief guest of the Twilight Spring Pavilion, and likes to watch the women in the pavilion dance, dressed in white, with her hair scattered behind her back, and a white wine jug hanging from her waist.

Dressed in white and spotlessly clean.

Lin Qinghuan felt that if this person dyed his hair white, it would definitely be scary to go out at night.

This white-clothed chief guest secretary, the name is not small, because of admiration for the white-clothed sword fairy twenty years ago, self-proclaimed sword white-clothed, never revealed his real name, three years ago at the invitation of the master of the Dusk Spring Pavilion, came to Dianzhou City to sit in the Dusk Spring Pavilion, so far has not tasted defeat, known as the first swordsmanship in Dianzhou City, the little sword fairy in white.

However, some people question his swordsmanship first, thinking that sword competition in the ring is not a life-and-death fight, and above the rivers and lakes, it is often life and death that can really determine the winner.

This famous little sword fairy in white, that is amiable and pleasant, especially for women, never angry, Lin Qinghuan saw with his own eyes all kinds of maids serving wine and food, accidentally spilled wine on him, he was not angry at all, the most surprising thing is that the little maid's eyes are only sorry and not the slightest fear, it can be seen that it has been like this for a long time, so that the little maid has never been afraid from the bottom of her heart.

When the sword is white and does not carry a sword, he does not look like a swordsman, holding a folding fan, leaning on a rocking chair, enjoying singing and dancing, coupled with an excellent piano song and lyrics, drinking wine, that gaseous state has nothing to do with a swordsman who kills people without blinking. In fact, Lin Qinghuan had never seen him touch the sword, but his apprentice, a girl who had never had no expression on her face, and the sword never left her body.

Not only men came to the Dusk Spring Pavilion, but also a lot of women, most of them were aimed at this little sword fairy in white, drinking and playing chess, never refusing, if there was any woman who could make this little sword fairy in white who was extremely swordsmanship and not low in piano skills play a song, it would be a short story.

After Lin Qinghuan did a few days of miscellaneous labor, he successfully became half a guest with two lines of poetry, and he didn't have to do some hard work every day.

"I don't know that I am a guest in my dream, and I am greedy for joy for a long time. Flowing water and flowers are gone in spring, heaven and earth!"

Under the strong recommendation of the chief guest secretary, the twilight pavilion changed the plaque in front of the door.

So Lin Qinghuan, a down-and-out scholar named "Wang Er", became famous for a while, and he visited continuously for several days, from officials who love elegance, to scholars who have passed the imperial examination, and celebrities.

This made Lin Qinghuan a little uneasy, people are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, after all, the identity is fake, the words are written by others, if they are debunked by someone with a heart, their fate can be imagined.

But it's normal to think about it, in this kind of high-end brothel, it has always been linked to elegance, and many scholars who go to Beijing to take the exam can earn a lot of living expenses by writing some poems and songs for the girls, or offering piano scores, chess scores, calligraphy and painting.

In history, he was ordered to fill in the lyrics and willow three changes, and he listened to songs and laughed in the land of fireworks for many years.

If you want to deceive others, you must first deceive yourself.

Lin Qinghuan had nothing to do, so he tried to gradually forget the identity of the killer, since he had an errand to eat and drink, he enjoyed it with peace of mind, and he really responded to that sentence, he didn't know that he was a guest in his dream, and he was greedy for joy for a long time.

The current Lin Qinghuan is the real down-and-out scholar Wang Er.

Two sentences, got a reward of ten gold, equivalent to about one hundred taels of silver, after continuing to write poems and lyrics for the girls, get the nod of the second pavilion master, in order to be regarded as a real guest, including food and accommodation, a monthly salary of twenty taels of silver.

Of course, if the poems written are loved by a certain girl, or attract guests to patronize them, there will also be additional rewards, which can be regarded as commissions.

The twilight pavilion covers an extremely wide area, the third floor of the five courtyards, comparable to a small palace, the front yard is called the small pavilion, there are often free singing and dancing performances, the consumption is not high, the civilians with a higher income can also accept it, invite relatives and friends after dinner, watch the beauty sing and dance, drink some wine, and live a beautiful life. According to the rules of the Twilight Pavilion, each top girl needs to go to the Pavilion once a month, whether it is singing and dancing, playing the piano and blowing the flute, or even telling stories and telling jokes, as long as the guests of the Pavilion have something to see, it is all according to their own preferences.

Of course, the guests can pay a deposit of one or two silver, and they can also go up to perform, and then hand over half of the reward money, and take the rest with them.

The middle courtyard is called Qingqiu Pavilion, it is a place where poetry is endowed with vassal elegance, a few days ago Lin Qinghuan relied on the fame of two sentences, and met some people who came to visit, in this Yanguang Pavilion.

The backyard, called the Fog Pavilion, is foggy and unpleasant, as for the use, Lin Qinghuan knows it in his heart, and he has never been there.

As for the three buildings, they are where hundreds of girls live, and only those who are close to them can enter. The other two side courtyards are the residences of the guests and the miscellaneous maids.

Lin Qinghuan is also idle, occasionally copying a poem to a girl who is "not doing well", and he can't copy it all, he has to change one or two, otherwise Lin Qinghuan, who has memorized many ancient poems, will have to be blown into a poet and a poet.

At first, Lin Qinghuan liked to watch free performances in the Xiaoxi Pavilion, even if he didn't like to drink, he also developed the habit of drinking and recreation, and with two dishes of snacks, that was called enjoyment. Lin Qinghuan also likes to listen to other people's chats, and he can get a lot of information from them, after all, he is still a killer, and the most important part of a killer is intelligence.

Half a month later, Lin Qinghuan found that his consumption was really a bit high, although every time he wrote a poem, there were rewards ranging from dozens of taels to more than 100 taels, but Lin Qinghuan, who was used to saving, still felt a bit wasteful. After all, this Duchun Pavilion, known as the largest gold cave in Dianzhou City, has no wine. Besides, Lin Qinghuan doesn't have a lot of poems to memorize, and there are many bounties for writing too well, but if he really wants to be famous all the time, Lin Qinghuan is still very afraid, the heat has dropped in the past few days, the freshness has passed, and Lin Qinghuan's next few poems are not of the highest quality, and no one cares about him anymore.

So after that, I mingled with the miscellaneous servants in the cabinet, occasionally helping out with small things, drinking a little wine and chatting. Drop by and ask for "information".

After all, Lin Qinghuan has been in this world for so long, and he knows very few things.

This inquiry really heard a lot of shocking things.

Far, thousands of years ago, the outsider Zhuang Zhou, stepped on the huge kunyu, went to sea to travel around other continents, when the countries were fighting, and there were countless forces involved in the rivers and lakes, countless casualties, Zhuang Zhou Chengpeng returned, one person singled out the masters of the sixteen countries and dozens of sects, beat everyone out of temper, forcibly negotiated peace, it took a year, negotiated a plan that all forces agreed to, and finally left the Tao Te Ching and the Nanhua Sutra, turned into a butterfly and left, it was really the demeanor of the feather into an immortal!

Near, twenty years ago, the white-clothed sword fairy who crisscrossed the north, rushed to the crown and was angry, one person and one sword, and entered the palace of a country, in the huge palace, there were countless masters, and no one could stop him half a step, and it was obviously too late to adjust the heavy troops, but in the end it was said that he was stopped by a mysterious person and made a deal, after a dragon chair made of all gold, he left alone, and finally failed to take revenge. It is said that that the white-clothed sword immortal that day, from head to toe, was not white again, and it was all stained red with blood.

Lin Qinghuan was stunned when he heard many strange stories, of course, it is not ruled out that they are suspected of exaggeration after drinking, or these stories have been exaggerated when they were circulated.

However, what makes Lin Qinghuan strange is that in this world, there are many animals in ancient Chinese legends, dragons and phoenixes, dragons and unicorns, dragons are entrenched in the deep sea, generally do not approach the coast, like to hunt Kun larger than themselves, but once the Kun is feathered into Peng, and likes to go to the sea to hunt Jiaolong, Kunpeng and Jiaolong, it can be said that it is a feud.