Hearing Sandianzi's statement, Zhu Jinglun couldn't help but be a little disappointed, he originally planned to follow the conversation, express a little curiosity, and use the excuse to meet the girl Pa Xiali had met, so as to test some information, but it was an old girl. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's not that he has any prejudice against the old girl, but that there are indeed some rotten things in this era, and they are negative.

The culture dominated by the literati became more and more weak since the Song Dynasty, and those literati themselves were weak, so they wanted women to be more weak, so the red girls in the Qinglou became younger and younger, and even young women were more popular.

Although Zhu Jinglun knew that this was very perverted, if he behaved too differently from ordinary people, for fear of exposing something, I have to say that he was too careful now, and the strings in his heart were too tight, and he didn't dare to be careless at all.

So he instead followed Guigong's words and said: "That's a pity, I originally wanted to go and quietly what kind of girl the foreigner fancied, I didn't want to be an old girl, barbarian is barbaric!" ”

Sandianzi hesitated slightly, and said tentatively: "The villain doesn't lie to the son, if you really talk about serving people with your heart and the kung fu on the bed, in fact, the old girl has a taste." ”

Saying this, the three jumpers stopped, seemingly inadvertently, but in fact, they looked at Zhu Jinglun's expression very carefully.

Zhu Jinglun pretended to hesitate at this time and nodded lightly.

"If you want to talk about this girl, my son has seen a lot of people from south to north, but this old girl has seen very little. As the so-called old horse knows the way, the old girl's means are of course incomparable to those little ladies. ”

Seeing that Zhu Jinglun was interested, Sandianzi immediately followed the conversation and praised: "Listening to what you say, it's also true, Zhu Gongzi is really well-informed, and the villain is taught and taught." ”

The three jumpers inadvertently seem to guide a guest's train of thought, not recommended by himself, but the guest himself thinks so, the play is not happy, you can't blame him for not playing, if you have a good time, you can't give him a reward? The red girls in the building are naturally not worried about the patronage of customers, but those girls who are a little older have to keep the boudoir alone one by one. But the table of Yuexianglou is here, and the value of these old girls is not low, but the guests who come to this place are all high or low, and they are all staring at the most popular girls, so if the girls here are a little angry, the business will plummet. Once she was introduced, the old girls had to thank him, and the bustard's mother had to praise her for being able to do things.

But the premise is to satisfy the guests, so if the guests don't show some interest, the three jumpers won't have nothing to do to introduce those old girls to the guests.

"It's just—"

Zhu Jinglun suddenly hesitated.

The three jumpers thought that he dominated Zhu Jinglun's train of thought, but he didn't know that everything was Zhu Jinglun pushing the boat down the river, observing words and looks, and watching people's skills, Zhu Jinglun was no worse than the three jumpers.

"It's just that the ghost isn't in Miss Moqin's room?"

Zhu Jinglun shook his head after speaking.

Sandianzi said with a smile: "Don't worry, don't worry, every time the ghost comes, it's just a moment or three, and it never stays overnight." ”

Zhu Jinglun still pretended: "It's just the woman that the devil touched-"

Zhu Jinglun showed an attitude of disgust with foreigners.

The three jumpers immediately understood and sighed: "Alas, Miss Moqin doesn't want to let the Yi people touch it, but it's a pity that she can't afford to offend these barbarians." The ghost of Naba always brings a few soldiers, and Zhao can't afford to provoke it. ”

Pashali was extremely cautious, he was already out of the city, so there must be no shortage of guards around him, and who knows how many people would want to kill him.

Zhu Jinglun nodded: "Okay, this son is just trying to be fresh, just wait for him!" ”

The three jumpers hurriedly agreed, and at the same time greeted Zhu Jinglun: "Then Zhu Gongzi will rest for a while, and the little one will find two girls for you to serve!" ”

After speaking, Zhu Jinglun was led upstairs, and there were many compartments upstairs, of different sizes. They are all for the guests to take a break, there is a tea and fruit plate, and a little girl to serve, if it is a flower that is willing to spend money, there are also girls to sing and play the piano. The Qinglou is an elegant place, it is really not the lobby downstairs, the second floor is full of girls shaking handkerchiefs to solicit business, on the contrary, the piano sound is elegant everywhere, it is a place where literati and scholars gather.

Zhu Jinglun soon entered a cubicle, a small table, a large circle of chairs, he was willing to spend money, and he had been playing the role of a playboy, so he asked Sandianzi to call a girl who sang a song, and called two girls to wait. The girls who sing the song are not pretty, they are the ones who accompany the guests in the Qinglou to pass the time, so they don't have to worry about it.

Zhu Jinglun looked like a paralyzed man and lay down on the circle chair: "Sing!" ”

The sound of the pipa sounded, and the woman's feminine voice sang eloquently.

A girl lifted Zhu Jinglun's leg next to her and put it on a round stool that had just been moved in front of her, while she knelt next to her and carefully beat her legs, while the other girl stood next to her, picking up the fruit snacks on the table from time to time and feeding them to Zhu Jinglun's mouth.

In fact, Zhu Jinglun knows very well that the girls here can also be touched, although they are not good, but many guests are still willing to hide their hands. However, Zhu Jinglun did not have this interest, he always closed his eyes and opened his mouth to eat.

After about an hour, the three-jumper Baba ran to call Zhu Jinglun, saying that the ghost was gone, and the Moqin girl could wait to serve Zhu Jinglun.

Zhu Jinglun couldn't help but sigh, there are countless humanities who praise the elegance of the Qinglou in ancient times, elegant fart, it is not the same as the nightclubs of later generations, they are all places to sell meat, but one is just sold with a veil.

Zhu Jinglun looked lazy, got up slowly with the support of the girl, and threw a few pieces of broken silver on the table, adding up to three taels, and left directly, regardless of how the girls divided.

The three jumpers were extremely attentive, because Zhu Jinglun had impressed him several times and was extremely generous. It's just that at this time, he regretted it a little, he shouldn't have coveted the old girl's thank you gift and led Zhu Jinglun to Moqin, if Zhu Jinglun was not satisfied with the play, if he didn't come in the future, he would suffer a big loss.

While talking, a few people arrived at the place and entered a boudoir, which was quite good. There is a lobby, a tea room, a piano table, a bathtub, and a bedroom. When you enter here, you don't have to go out to enjoy one-stop service.

was led into the door by three jumpers, and a girl greeted him and bent her knees.

"This is the old girl?"

Zhu Jinglun was slightly different, because the girl in front of him was only in her twenties, and she was never more than thirty.

But in the Qinglou of this era, she is a complete old girl, and the literati aesthetics of this era are really perverted.

Zhu Jinglun sighed again.

The three jumpers quietly retreated and closed the door.

"Childe, please!"

Mo Qin got up, then made a gesture and invited Zhu Jinglun into the inner room.

Zhu Jinglun observed the layout of the house as he walked, because if he wanted to get rid of Paxiali, this was likely to be the scene.

Before approaching the inner room, Zhu Jinglun had already found that this room was still outside, and the window was facing the river, and he could see the sailboats on the river at a glance.

Entering the inner room and glancing at the objects in the inner room, Zhu Jinglun pretended to be a veteran and did not show interest in these.

said directly to Moqin: "Miss Moqin, I heard that the ghost is good with you, and I am just curious about what tricks the foreigners like, and I ask the girl to give me advice!" ”

As soon as Zhu Jinglun's angry words were finished, he inadvertently caught a trace of expression from the corner of Mo Qin's eyes, as if disgusted, as if displeased, but it just disappeared in a flash, followed by a smile:

"Childe, don't be in a hurry!"

In fact, Zhu Jinglun is also acting, from the heart, he didn't have the heart to ask the willow at this time, he pretended to be a big thing in his heart, he was careful everywhere, he had no physical interest in women at all at this time, but he had to act on the spot, he was ready to accompany him to the end, although he was a little disgusted at the thought of being in bed with this woman who had just fallen out with Pashali, but he could bear it.

But the disgust in his heart still made him find an opportunity to adjust, and he circled around the barrel, his hand scratched the edge of the barrel, and the bath barrel was very carefully made, with a solid texture, it should be like willow.

"My son is not in a hurry, the girl might as well tell my son how the foreigner did it first?"

Mo Qin couldn't help but sneer: "Childe, what does this make the slave say!" ”

Zhu Jinglun also felt that what he said was disgusting, and smiled.

"In that case, the girl should play a song first."

This is the familiar way of Moqin, nodding his head, turning to get the pipa on the wall.

Zhu Jinglun said suddenly: "But it's not here, let's go outside, my son wants to enjoy the river view!" ”

After speaking, he walked to the outhouse, and walked to the window without hurrying, and the scene near Yuexiang Building was in full view.

Two hundred meters away in front of the Yuejiang River (Pearl River), more than 100 meters on the right side is the Tianzi Pier, there are four warships docked on the dock at this time, and even the British Navy in military uniforms can be seen scrubbing the deck, the east fort can be seen in front of the left, the Haizhu Fort can be seen in the distance in front of the right, and the streets of Henan (later Haizhu District) on the other side of the river can also be faintly seen.

In the invisible right rear, there was also the large camp in Xiezhen, Guangzhou, in which the British army was stationed at this time.

It can be said that although this place is outside the city, it is a place where British troops gather, which is why Pashali dares to dare to operate here. At the same time, it also made Zhu Jinglun understand that it was not so easy to make a move on Pasha Li in this place. Otherwise, Lin Fuxiang, who could take away the Indian soldiers from Guangzhou, would have no reason not to do anything to Pashali.

After looking at it for a moment, Moqin unexpectedly moved out a chair. The windows are not high, so you can enjoy the view from the chairs.

Zhu Jinglun was not polite, he lay down with a big grin, his feet were directly on the edge of the window, and then slowly closed his eyes.

I didn't want to fall asleep.

When I woke up, it was the middle of the night, and Moqin was still waiting on the side.

At this time, Mo Qin suddenly asked a question, which shocked Zhu Jinglun into a cold sweat:

"Childe is eating public dinner, right?"

Zhu Jinglun's first reaction was that his identity was exposed, and this Qinglou knew that he was working in the yamen and was working as a translator for foreigners.

This is also too cautious, even if they know what, but more things are better than less, under their own deliberate concealment, they can know their own things, who knows if they will associate more, you must know that the people here are all good at observing words and feelings.

However, Zhu Jinglun was also calm, and asked rhetorically: "Girl, how can you see it?" ”