Zhang Bin still doesn't understand what a good show is, because Bi Maokang obviously means to take him there, which excludes the possibility of a meat play, in the Qinglou, in addition to meat play, what other play can make Bi Maokang so excited?

Just when Zhang Bin didn't know what was going on, a turtle man stepped forward, nodded and said, "Two guest officers, Chenghui, the wine and food are two taels and eight yuan." ”

When Zhang Bin and Bi Maokang heard this, they put their hands into their arms almost at the same time, ready to pay the bill, but Zhang Bin was still faster, he quickly took out a piece of broken silver of about three taels and stuffed it into the turtle man's hand, and then waved his hand and said: "Take it, don't look for it." ”

The turtle prince naturally thanked him a thousand times, but Bi Maokang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Brother Xian, it was just a joke to let you treat you at the beginning, why should you take it so seriously?" ”

Zhang Bin smiled and said: "Brother Menghou, I told you, my mother is from a merchant family, my third brother and fourth brother are in business, and they make a lot of money, this money is really nothing to me, as long as Brother Menghou plays to the fullest, it doesn't matter if he comes every day." ”

When Bi Maokang heard this, he said freely: "Okay, my harvest of meager land is indeed not as good as the daily progress of my brother's family, so it is not hypocritical to be a brother." ”

At this time, the red card girls on the second floor have all left, no one is singing on the stage for a long time, and the guests downstairs have also begun to walk to the backyard with familiar girls in their arms.

After a while, more than ten turtle men ran up to the second floor one after another, respectfully walked to the tables, nodded and said something, and soon, the guests on the second floor got up one after another, followed behind these turtle boys, and walked downstairs.

When Zhang Bin was curiously watching, a turtle lord led two guests to their table, and saluted respectfully: "Two guest officers, Miss Wanjun is invited." ”

When Bi Maokang heard this, he immediately stood up with a smile and motioned for Zhang Bin to follow.

Zhang Bin followed behind a few people, went down to the second floor, walked through the lobby, and walked from the back door next to the stage to the courtyard behind.

There is still an embroidery building in the back, but it is not a whole lobby like the previous one, but divided into many small rooms.

By this time, the indescribable moans and shouts were already heard in the small room, as if countless men and women were wrestling in it.

Zhang Bin suddenly felt hot all over his body, and some places were already ready to move, but he quickly suppressed this impulse, it was not good to be too impulsive, after all, he didn't really want to do something with the woman in the Qinglou.

The turtle prince did not take them into this embroidery building, but took them around the side path and came to the deepest part of the entire Meixiang Courtyard.

Here, it is already close to the Qinhuai River, the cool night breeze obviously carries the breath of the river, a delicate embroidery building stands by the river, there are not many rooms, there are a total of ten rooms on the two floors, it seems that the room should be very large.

At this time, the turtle took Zhang Bin and the other four people to the door of the first room on the left on the first floor, and stepped forward and knocked lightly on the door a few times.

The door soon opened, and an old bustard dressed in fancy clothes stood respectfully at the door, bent down and saluted, "Ladies and gentlemen, please come in." ”

Zhang Bin followed the three of them and slowly walked into the room, facing a small hall, four delicate little maids stood neatly in the middle, two tables on each side, and then a thin red gauze blocked the door, obviously, this room is not a single room, but a suite.

This thin red veil is the so-called "curtain", and it should be Li Wanjun's boudoir, tonight, who can be the guest of the curtain?

Under the bustard's warm greeting, the four of them knelt down on the left and right, Zhang Bin and Bi Maokang sat on the left-hand side, and the other two young scribes sat on the right-hand side.

At this time, Zhang Bin finally understood, no wonder there would be no more than four people rewarded by each red card girl, their rooms should be about the same, and there were only four tables in the small hall outside, and no matter how much they were, they couldn't sit down.

This table is a bit like the table used in the imperial examination, and even the four treasures of the study room are neatly placed on it, if he didn't know that he was in the Qinglou, Zhang Bin would have thought that he was here to take some kind of exam.

As soon as the four of them sat down, the four maids began to serve tea and pour wine, and put a pot of hot tea, a bottle of water and wine and a plate of spiced peanuts on the table for each person. ”

With that, he turned and withdrew.

At this time, Li Wanjun's delicate voice suddenly sounded behind the thin veil: "Thank you for your love, come to the slave family's boudoir, thank you to the slave family." ”

Zhang Bin raised his eyes and saw that behind the thin red veil, Li Wanjun was bending down to salute, in the hazy light, his blood-spurting delicate body could be faintly seen, she should be wearing something similar to a nightdress, her body was not very tightly covered, and she looked looming and very attractive.

Except for Zhang Bin, the other three people present all showed the appearance of giving souls, and the Adam's apple was rolling frequently.

Li Wanjun naturally can't entertain all four people at once, he must choose someone to spend the night with, how can this person be chosen?

She continued: "The slave family has no other hobbies, only loves painting, and now I want to find a soulmate and study painting skills together, and I ask you to give me advice." The slave family plays a song here to cheer up the masters. ”

With that, she retreated to the table behind her and knelt down, raised her hand, and began to play.

There were four people outside, with different expressions.

Bi Maokang confidently lifted the pen, took out a blank piece of paper, thought for a little and then started to draw.

The two opposites, one was not to be outdone, and drew with a pen, while the other scratched his ears and cheeks, with a painful expression.

Zhang Bin didn't rush to write, because he wanted to let Bi Maokang go.

From this Li Wanjun's tone, it can be heard that whoever paints well, she will study with whomever she wants, and studying bed skills seems to be secondary, she mainly wants to study painting skills.

At this time, the famous prostitutes in Qinglou do not only rely on their faces, in order to cater to the appetite of the so-called merry talents, they will choose one of the studies in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, or poetry and songs, and their fame depends on these things.

For example, Ma Xianglan, she is not very outstanding, but her painting skills are quite outstanding, her paintings are even regarded as treasures by many people, many romantic talents come to visit, and most of them are some status, educated literati and elegant guests, its fame is loud, can be imagined.

It seems that this Li Wanjun also wants to become a Ma Xianglan-style character, she flattered herself in front, obviously interested in herself, but, when she arrived here, she still chose the guests to enter the curtain with her painting skills, it can be seen that what she pursues is fame.

Zhang Bin naturally wanted Bi Maokang to win, after all, he didn't have any feelings for this Li Wanjun, but Bi Maokang was quite interested.

However, he still doesn't know what Bi Maokang's painting skills are, after all, he has practiced, and it will be embarrassing if he accidentally compares him.

He thought about it for a while, and finally remembered that in front of him, the woman who poured wine had said that Bi Maokang was good at painting landscape paintings.

I haven't practiced this landscape painting, but I mainly practice painting flowers and plants.