The people of this era are actually very interesting, their spiritual life is actually not rich, otherwise they would not be like the county lord who has nothing to do and beckons a group of people to engage in meaningless socialization.

So when there is a lively gathering in a certain place, the enthusiasm of these people will be extremely high, even if they spend money, they feel that they have earned it.

"Uncle, please."

The painting boat is not a place where people can enter if they want to enter, it is like some luxury social clubs with a threshold system, if you want to go in, you must first buy a lottery head on the dock with someone, and with this lottery head it means that you have the ability to spend, which is eligible to go up.

It's probably equivalent to the nature of a ticket, but some people don't need these at all, they can enter with their faces, such as the North Slope, which is the case, not only can he enter and exit at will, but even have a VIP special passage, directly on the VIP area above the third floor, without having to squeeze into a group with those nouveau riche on the lower floor.

"It's so expensive......"

Song Beiyun shook the three colored heads in his hand: "This thing cost 300 yuan, and it is really the place to spend money." ”

The county lord didn't care, she looked around with interest, although she hadn't entered the main venue yet, but it looked quite impressive outside, and the county lord who came to Qinglou Lotus Wine for the first time naturally saw it fresh.

Just as he was about to enter the door, a woman who looked like an old bustard looked Song Beiyun and the two people behind him up and down, and then whispered, "Guest officer, this is ...... Not quite in line, right? ”

Song Beiyun glanced back, took out a small purse from his pocket and stuffed it into the old bustard's hand: "Mom is bothered, just to see the excitement, there are not so many rules." ”

The old bustard weighed the weight of the purse, and said with a careful smile, "Be careful, the rules on the boat don't allow innocent women to come up." ”

"Thank you, Mom." Song Beiyun arched his hand at her: "It's a lot of work." ”

Smoothly entering the interior of the painting boat, the county lord walked up to him curiously and asked, "What did you say to that woman just now?" ”

"She said that innocent women are not allowed to come up in this place, and I said that you two are not very clean, so she let them go."

"Full of nonsense." Zuo Rou glanced at Song Beiyun, pulled the county lord and said: "Usually women are not allowed to come up in this fireworks land, so he bribed the old mother who guarded the door, otherwise we are afraid that we will not be able to come up." ”

"And such rules?" The county lord said unhappily: "Then I want to come up, I'll see who dares to say a word." ”

"If you want to come really hard, no one can do anything about your identity, but in two days, everyone in the world will know that you, the lord of Ruibao, have visited the kiln." Song Beiyun found a platform by the corner and sat down: "And this painting boat is different from the ordinary Qinglou, behind the Qinglou kiln are mostly some private wealthy businessmen, and this painting boat is behind the boat...... Maybe your dad has 30% of the dry stock in it. Even if you make trouble here, before you can come up, you will be tied up by your father. ”

The county lord nodded as if he understood: "I see......"

But no matter how high-sounding this thing is, it is just a high-end club at best, and it is not much different from those half-hidden doors in the alley.

After that, most of them are some dirty things that are dirty, what is the highest price, what is the back of the court, everyone who understands it.

Song Beiyun often came to Qinglou, but he never prostituted once, and what he liked to see the most was not this Oiran or that beauty, he was willing to watch these rich people and big officials jealous.

This jealousy is very interesting, after all, no matter what Oiran is not an Oiran, to put it bluntly, it is a kiln sister, and what she does is a skin and meat business, no matter how you say piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, blowing, playing and singing, it is just an accessory pendant that raises the price, and the skin bag is the real coveted thing.

Men, since nature evolved men, the lowliness in the bones has not changed, no matter how elegant the mouth is, it is difficult for people who can come here to think that there will be a love story of ups and downs?

How else to say that there are many scumbags among the prostitutes, in those stories that have been handed down from ancient times to the present, scumbags account for a full ninety percent, not all men are like this, but to put it bluntly, there is a problem with the target group selected by the famous prostitutes who are infatuated, and if you think about it with a little brain, you know that a group of men who are keen on eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, how many of them can be pure and good?

But it's not to blame the poor girls, they themselves are operated as commodities, not to mention the lack of knowledge, but also a little simple, thinking that the first few sweet words are true feelings, and it is not surprising that they were deceived.

"It is said that today there is a woman in every boat who comes out to compete for the Oiran." Zuo Rou introduced to the county lord with great interest: "It will be lively at that time. ”

"But how did you choose this Oiran?"

"Whoever is worth more is whoever's." Song Beiyun interjected: "No matter how fanciful you say, this is also a place to sell your body, what else do you expect?" Audience voted? ”

The six major painting boats were brightly lit all night tonight, and there were not only words and songs, but also fan meetings, and finally a jealous bidding session and a final obscene discussion stage.

Song Beiyun has already figured out the doorway here, it doesn't matter to him who slept with the oiran, what matters is which one spends the most money today.

"You're on the north slope." After Song Beiyun looked around, he pointed to the third floor, which was the highest floor, and said to the county lord: "The one who is shaking a fan." ”

The county lord looked at it, and sure enough, he saw at a glance that Beipo was sitting there, shaking his fan gently, with a clear face, and there were a few of his friends around him, and a few people were talking about something, but Beipo didn't talk much, and put on a disdain to talk.

"I'm posturing again." The county lord put on a disgusting expression: "This person is really not ashamed, the son of the mere assassin has gotten carried away to such an extent, it is spitting." ”

Song Beiyun patted Zuo Rou's shoulder: "Look, this is the end of licking a dog." ”

Zuo Rou nodded vigorously: "Hmm!" ”

Seeing that he was being ignored again, the county lord viciously stretched out his hand and twisted Song Beiyun's leg: "Good brother, if you ignore me again, I'm going to let you shout out." ”

Song Beiyun took off the hairpin slowly, and when he saw this hairpin, Zuo Rou instinctively leaned back, and then saw that he put the hairpin on the county lord's Jingmen acupoint, and with a slight force on his hand, the county lord twisted his arm and immediately softened, and then the whole person lay on the table.

"Ah......" The county lord wanted to reach out and touch it, but the soreness made her tears almost fall, and she didn't have any strength in her hands at all: "You're going to die......"

"If you want to call out any tune, you can just say it." Song Beiyun inserted the hairpin back into his head again: "Little girl, don't die." ”

"Hahahaha......" Zuo Rou clapped her hands happily on the side and smiled: "Let you owe you, let you owe, now you know it's wrong!" ”

The county lord slowly straightened up holding the acupuncture points, and hit Song Beiyun viciously: "Bad guy!" ”

When I was sneaking around, the curtain in front of me slowly opened, and a group of graceful girls holding various musical instruments appeared on it, they were dressed in green silk, very transparent kind, and after a while, the performance began, and the lively sound of silk and bamboo immediately came from the painting boat.

"Huh? They're dressed like this?? The county lord glanced at Song Beiyun incomprehensibly: "This is too embarrassing." ”

Song Beiyun, who was immersed in eating pastries, raised his head and glanced at the band on stage: "Otherwise, what do you think you are wearing?" ”

And when the county lord stretched his neck to watch the performance, a person on the third floor of the painting boat walked in slowly, followed by several dog-legged people.

This person Song Beiyun has never seen it, but looking at that style, I'm afraid it's not a good stubble.

"Who is this man?" Song Beiyun elbowed the top county lord: "The one on the third floor." ”

The county lord raised his head and looked at it, pouting: "Waste." ”

"Hey, don't you think that's not rubbish?" Song Beiyunku cried and laughed and said: "I don't care if he is a waste or not, you can say who it is." ”

The county lord rolled his eyes unhappily: "Of course there are those who are not waste, and good brothers are not waste." “

"There's no point in praising me, you hurry up and say, it seems to be lively."

"Oh?" The county lord stretched his neck and sat back: "That person is a new face who came with the relocation of the capital, it is said that he is the nephew of which Shangshu, and the son of one of the richest merchants in Luzhou Prefecture, I don't remember the name, he is not worthy of the county lord to write down his name." ”

"You're too arrogant." Zuo Rou was happy, snatched a piece of fried tofu from Song Beiyun's hand, and said while eating: "That person is the nephew of Jin Zaisi, the head of the household department, and his father is Jin Xiongwen, one of the several wealthy families in the Great Song Dynasty. The Jin family in Luyang, the Xu family in Hongdu, and the Tu family in Hangzhou are all high-ranking families who have been given official names. ”

"How do you know?" Song Beiyun turned his head sideways and looked at Zuo Rou: "It's amazing." ”

"I'm a businessman." Zuo Rou raised her head proudly: "I know these things, the restaurant we went to last time, I heard that it is the property of the Xu family in Hongdu." The Jin family is engaged in the weaving and forging business, the Xu family is engaged in the Caoyun and horse gang business, and the Tu family is engaged in salt soil and grain trading, but they are all big households. It is said that the official family had an incident back then, and it was the money given by these families. ”

Song Beiyun nodded: "Don't show these things, I know better than you, I just don't know people." ”

"People are kind enough to tell you...... You say I'm a fool? Zuo Rou pouted and said unhappily: "Why are you so annoying." ”

"Okay, okay, I'm wrong." Song Beiyun pinched Zuo Rou's face: "Sister Rou is the most well-behaved." ”

And there were also a few people sitting on the platform closest to them, watching the two men make such intimate gestures, those few people shook their heads one by one, and one even made a disgusting expression.

After Song Beiyun saw their expressions, he had no choice but to pretend that he hadn't seen anything, and continued to point to the people upstairs and said, "It's probably a good show to watch later." ”