The boys rushed past with a smile and a casual companion into the room, and the two maidservants standing in front of the door followed themselves. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

These maids are not Sister Hua of Qinglou, they are only eleven or twelve years old, they may become Sister Hua in the future, but they will never become Sister Hong, because the real Sister Hong has been singled out by the fierce-eyed bustard at this age, and began to teach Qinqi, calligraphy and painting, where will they do these things to serve people.

But even these maids are all bought by the bustard with money, and they will always not lose money, so they are all outstanding in appearance, and they have been trained in the Qinglou, with a delicate posture and a soft voice.

“.. The young master and maid are here to give you wide clothes..."

“... Young master, you see that the water temperature is good..."

The sound of the warbler, the swallow language, delicate and timid, is sandwiched in the clear or dumb voice of the teenagers.

Zhang Liantang had already walked indoors, and a maid had already stepped forward to untie his clothes, and he looked back at Xue Qing.

"What?" he asked.

Xue Qing stood in place, frowning slightly, and put his hand on his abdomen.

"Probably because I ran too much, I was angry, and my stomach was a little uncomfortable. She said, hissing twice as she spoke, and looked at the little maid who was still waiting for her at the door, "... Where's the hut?"

The little maid was busy giving salutes and responding.

"Young Master come with me. She said, turning to lead the way.

"If it's good, ask the doctor to take a look. Zhang Liantang said, frowning slightly, "... You were previously injured. ”

Xue Qing waved his hand.

"It's a bad breath if it has nothing to do with injuries. She said, "I'll just go to the latrine." ”

Seeing that he insisted so much, Zhang Liantang didn't say anything more and entered the room, the door was covered by the maid, Xue Qing was slightly stiff, put his hand on his abdomen, and followed the maid to the toilet.

The thatched toilet is naturally different from other places, and the layout is quiet and elegant, without the slightest smell.

"I'm not used to being around when I go to the toilet. Xue Qing stopped the little maid who followed up, and thought of something, "You fetch water and send it here, I'll wash and change clothes by the way, so as not to waste time." ”

The people who come to the Qinglou have a lot of quirks, and taking a bath in the toilet is nothing, and the little maid retreats without thinking about it.

Xue Qing sat on the toilet and breathed a sigh of relief.

.......

Xue Qing tidied up her clothes and followed the little maid upstairs, the door was opened, and the laughter of the teenagers suddenly hit their faces, mixed with the sound of silk and bamboo singing, and there were seventeen or eighteen teenagers squeezed into the huge box, and each teenager was accompanied by a prostitute.

"Sansan Lang, why are you so slow!" Chu Minghui beckoned and shouted, "... Drop it in the toilet."

This kind of joke is really the same in ancient and modern times, Xue Qing smiled, the teenagers also laughed, and the female prostitutes naturally laughed with them, and the room was even more noisy for a while.

“.. Young Master Xue, come, sit here. Zhang Shuangtong beckoned, the teenagers after washing and changing clothes have become energetic, Zhang Shuangtong has changed into a red dress, and his face should be powdered, at first glance it looks more beautiful than the prostitutes around him.

“... Leave you the best.." He said.

Xue Qing saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old woman sitting in his vacant seat, with a goose egg face, apricot eyes and pink cheeks, and when she saw Xue Qing looking over, she raised her hand with a smile.

"Young Master Xue, the slave family is in the spring. She said softly.

This Chunxiao is really the best in the field, just this smile and a raise of hand, it makes the teenagers around them lose their minds for a while, and the charm that has been carefully trained since childhood is naturally different from the women that the teenagers see every day, although they are not prostitutes upstairs in the greenery.... With this group of young people, they can't invite such a red sister, but in this position now, Chunxiao is indeed the best, and she is also confident that in time she will become an oiran like Wu Yanniang and so on.

Looking at the gaffes of the teenagers around him, Chunxiao's eyes were smiling, but when he looked at Xue Qing, he was slightly stunned, the young man's face was calm, and a smile appeared on his face, but that smile...

"Sister Chunxiao is good. Xue Qing said politely, sat down beside her calmly, and swept her gaze over a few cases, "... Sister Chunxiao can eat and drink... I just eat tea..."

While talking, he poured wine for the wine glass in front of Chunxiao, and poured tea himself.

There was an eerie silence in the room.

"What?" Xue Qing looked at everyone with a teacup, his expression seemed puzzled.

Zhang Liantang looked at her and smiled, while Chu Minghui raised his hand again.

"Look, I see what I'm right, this kid is a veteran of Fengyue Field at first glance. He said, pointing at Xue Qing, "You can see that he is as familiar as he is at home." ”

The teenagers all clamored, and even that Chunxiao was coquettish.

"It's not that the slave is too ugly. She stretched out Qianqian, pinched Xue Qing's sleeve with two fingers and shook it.

It's not that you're ugly, it's not okay if you're an immortal, Xue Qing laughed in his heart.

"Why, no." She seemed to be a little puzzled by the laughter, "Young Master Liantang has a treat, the best place and the best hospitality, of course, is to feel at home, why should you be restrained, isn't it to live up to the kindness of Young Master Liantang?"

The teenagers present were stunned, and Zhang Liantang laughed first.

"Is this okay?" Chu Minghui glared.

The boys laughed along, and the prostitutes trembled with laughter.

"This little master is really interesting. They said one after another.

Du Guo Zi'an snorted, sycophant.

Although it is not intoxicating at night that there are no lanterns flickering, the young prostitutes of young age accompany the wine and laugh, take turns to play and sing, or dance in the hall, which has a unique flavor.

The wine is hot and the young people are strong, and it is inevitable that some touching and pinching frolic, although the largest is only sixteen or seventeen, and the youngest is twelve or thirteen, but the rich and noble people are raising beautiful maids*** These teenagers in the family are not ignorant of personnel, at this time, they showed their faces in front of the prefect with a juju, and they would not blame the family for their wanton messing around.

Xue Qing was not embarrassed about this face, eating tea and vegetables, this green building was really first-class, the meals, snacks and tea were all first-class, but Chunxiao who was sitting on the side was a little embarrassed, no matter how coquettish she laughed, Xue Qing was always indifferent, not cold, she always answered with her, and praised her for singing well in a timely manner, but for a female prostitute, such a calm guest was her own failure.

She didn't even coax Xue Qing to have a glass of wine.

"Young Master Xue, you just said that your heart beats fast when you bow down, it's strange, I don't bow down, my heart beats fast, you touch it. Chunxiao said simply, reaching out to grab Xue Qing and pressing it on his chest.

For the older guests, the coquettish desire is still the most tempting, but for the young people who have not experienced personnel, it is still the direct stimulation that is the most tempting.

Chunxiao is still confident in her own capital....

Xue Qing couldn't help laughing, and was a little apologetic, and instead of breaking away, he pressed Chunxiao's chest seriously.

"It's okay.." She said, ". . . Sister, because you eat too much wine, you still need to be in moderation in the future. ”

Chunxiao couldn't cry or laugh, looking at the little boy's small face, big eyes, and sharp chin, although the description was not open, it was enough to see the handsome.... The delicate is a little delicate... Bah, could this little boy not like women?

Nowadays, many rich and noble sons think that they are elegant.... There are also small houses in the city....

Someone sat down with a smile.

"Chunxiao, don't bother. Zhang Liantang said with a smile, holding a wine glass and touching Chunxiao lightly, "Young Master Xue has never forgotten his original intention of studying, and he will not have the heart to have fun before he wins the champion." ”

Although Chunxiao didn't quite understand what he meant, she grinned and raised her glass and drank it all.

"I see, the slave sang a persuasion song to Young Master Xue. She said, taking the initiative to get up and leave the table.... Zhang Liantang and Xue Qing have something to say, and she still has this kind of look.

Chunxiao swayed into the hall, took the pipa from a prostitute and sat down to twist it lightly, and sang it in a whisper.

“... The third watch is lit up and the fifth watch is the time when the boy is studying...... The black hair doesn't know how to study early, and the white head regrets studying late...."

The teenagers in the field immediately shouted and wailed.

“... Don't.. It's so easy to leave the school..."

“... Spare your life... Didn't you take the gentleman's money..."

There was a lot of laughter in the room, and Xue Qing also laughed.

"This Chunxiao girl is good. Zhang Liantang said with a smile.

Xue Qing nodded, as a red sister, it's really good, as for lamenting that the old society eats people and pity, this girl even rescued the fire pit or something.

"You're not bad either. Zhang Liantang looked at her and smiled, raising his wine glass.

Praise a prostitute is good first, and then praise her well, it is really easy for people to misunderstand her and compare her with a prostitute, which is a bit humiliating, of course Xue Qing will not misunderstand like this, although she does not pity this Qinglou girl, but she will not dislike others, even if it is compared with her, what is it.

She smiled and held up her teacup.