Yingchuan throughout the ages, are the rich land of the Central Plains, here is prosperous, outstanding people, there is no lack of famous talents, there is a high cultural heritage, open the picture scroll of history, it is not difficult to find that here is still the birthplace of the Xia Dynasty.

Even after the war, it is still difficult to hide the prosperity of the past, the streets are full of people, there is an endless stream of people buying and selling, and the faces of the locals still inadvertently reveal a trace of pride.

Located in the Fengyue Building of Yangzhai, the crowd is crowded, the atmosphere is warm, the literati who come together in three or five groups, step on the leisurely spring and come one after another, everyone gathers together, recites poems and lyrics, indulges in the wind and moon, and the tense and depressed atmosphere of the troubled times seems to be isolated outside.

On the second floor, by the window, sat a raunchy young man in Tsing Yi, about twenty years old, with a long shirt and a graceful demeanor, obviously long past the age of crowning, but he did not tie his hair in a bun, let alone wear a crown or a turban.

According to the custom of the time, the famous scribes generally wore a virtuous crown, and if they were white, they would at least wear a turban, but this man was free and easy by nature, and he didn't care about these at all, but the guests who came and went saw him, either said hello or looked at each other and smiled, and no one would despise him.

"Bong-hyo."

"Guo Gongzi."

"What a coincidence today, we met again."

"Fengxiao, should you ...... last night Ha ha. ”

Everyone greeted this person very casually, even if he called him by his name, he didn't mind, the Qinglou brothel village was mixed with dragons and snakes, three religions and nine streams, and everyone had it, but most of them knew him, and when they met, they would say hello or something.

"Childe, it's really early to come today."

The proprietress of Fengyue Building, who came over with a willow swing, saw Guo Jiayang's mother pouting, and snorted unceremoniously, "Say it first, the old lady doesn't take credit." ”

Mother Yang saw what someone said, and when she saw someone who was rich, she was naturally full of smiles, and she could smile in every way, and she could smile on her face, but when she saw the poor sour who had no money, she was naturally not polite, this Guo Jia often came here to patronize, at first, Mother Yang was polite to her, but soon she found out that this guy was a poor scholar with no money.

However, Guo Jia is almost rain or shine, more diligent than the people in Fengyue Building, basically, as long as he opens the door, he can see him, and he has no consciousness of no money at all, but there are often people who pay for him, even the girls in the Qinglou are scrambling to keep Guo Jia overnight, Yang's mother has read countless people, and she also admits in her heart that Guo Jia is very capable, but she opened the door to welcome guests, originally to make money, but, from Guo Jia, she didn't earn a word, Yang's mother's mood can be imagined.

"Mother Yang, it's early, hehe, I'm dressed up really beautifully today, and I'm much younger than yesterday." Guo Jia smiled very sincerely, and reached out to pour a glass of wine for Yang's mother.

"Guo Jia, don't come to this with my mother, let's talk about it first, do you have any money today?"

Mother Yang's eyes were round, her hands pinched her waist, she looked like she was going to be powerful, angry and angry, and she still felt a little proud in her heart, after all, what Guo Jia said was still very useful, no matter how old a woman is, she will not be less vanity to be praised by others.

"Mother Yang, we have been friends for so long, how hurtful it is to talk about money."

"Guo Jia, there's no money, right? You're not welcome here, you leave me right away. ”

Guo Jia is still as steady as Mount Tai, and there is always a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, "Mother Yang, by the way, I take the liberty of asking you a question, you have a lot of good girls here, you have become a young grandmother, and some are married to ordinary people who keep to themselves, what about you, can you be interested in someone?" ”

"Guo Jia, you entertain the old lady, right?"

Mother Yang is almost 50 years old this year, although she is dressed beautifully, rubbed with fat and powder, and smeared with heavy makeup, she looks younger than her actual age, but after all, she is old and yellow, and the pig-killing knife of the years has no mercy on her at all.

Guo Jia shook his head, "I don't mean that, Mother Yang is not very old, and her appearance is not lost to others, especially here ......, after years of accumulation, don't have a lot of yellow-haired girls, you are becoming more and more charming, if it weren't for Mother Yang, she would have washed her hands a long time ago, as long as you nodded, I guarantee that there must be many benefactors who are willing to patronize and compete to be Mama Yang's guests." ”

Mother Yang looked down at her chest, not to mention, Guo Jia is quite discerning.

Guo Jia said a few words, and coaxed Yang's mother to bloom, Yang's mother was happy, and glared at Guo Jia, "That's it for today, it's okay to drink, but you want to spend the night here, the girl here is very expensive, and you can't afford the overnight fee." ”

"Mother Yang, look, let's talk about money again."

Guo Jia sighed softly, "I'm friends with you, and so are the girls." I'll come to see you, look at the girls, what's wrong, let's chat together, relieve boredom, wouldn't it be happy? ”

"Guo Jia, you remember, the old lady opened a green building, not a good hall."

Laughing and scolding, Mother Yang twisted her ass and left, returned to her room, looked at the vanity mirror, and looked at it for half an hour, the more she looked, the more she felt that she was really a lot younger and more feminine, especially the shaking waves on her chest, which were heavy.

"Childe, Childe."

Seeing noon, a maid ran over and secretly stuffed Guo Jia with a money bag.

"It's Miss Juan'er." Guo Jia smiled and said hello.

"My young lady wants to invite you to sit upstairs." Juan'er said euphemism, in fact, it was to let Guo Jia take the money and go to her lady's room.

Guo Jia smiled, got up and stood up, even if she was seen by Mother Yang, seeing that Guo Jia had money in her hands, Mother Yang would not be able to stop her.

Everything comes to the men in the Qinglou, nine times out of ten, they are here to have fun, in order to satisfy the flesh (desire), Guo Jia is not, whether it is a guest of the three religions and nine streams, or a girl in the Qinglou, he can get along very well, as for staying overnight, he is never reluctant, it is related, everything naturally falls into place, many girls are willing to talk to Guo Jia, because he knows women best, even if they get along for a short time, they can also make people feel like a confidant.

The reason why I often linger in the party, wine and women, naturally, are indispensable, but Guo Jia cares about something else, the wine shop Qinglou has been the fastest spreading distribution center since ancient times, from the south to the north, everyone here has it, naturally, all kinds of news can be heard.

Guo Jia went to Jizhou a few years ago, and wanted to assist Yuan Shao to achieve a fame, but after observation and contact, Guo Jia was soon disappointed, Yuan Shao was difficult to achieve a big thing, so he decisively left Jizhou and returned to his hometown.