Chapter 178: Drunken Spring Pavilion

Zhang Baoer and Hou Jie were standing at the door of the Drunken Spring Pavilion in Pingsu Fang at this time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Hou Jie couldn't help but complain: "Bao'er, there are nearly 100 green buildings in Chang'an, why don't we die of exhaustion if we look for it like this?" ”

In the past ten days, whenever dinner is over, when the lights are on, Zhang Baoer will always take Hou Jie to run to the green buildings one by one. Zhang Baoer didn't mess with flowers, but just held a portrait of rouge, and asked if she knew anyone when she saw her, as if she was enchanted.

Hou Jie is not really tired, but he really can't stand the disdain and ridicule of the bustard, ** and the courtesan.

"I'm not tired, you are a martial arts practitioner, how can you be tired?" Zhang Baoer was dealing with Hou Jie's dissatisfaction, and at the same time looked at the Qinglou called "Drunken Spring Pavilion" in front of her.

After the gold powder of the Tang Cheng Six Dynasties, there were many prostitutes unprecedentedly. There are "palace prostitutes" in the royal family, "domestic prostitutes" among dignitaries, "camp prostitutes" in military stations, "official prostitutes" in official offices, "song prostitutes" in Qinglou, and even "drinking prostitutes" who specialize in accompanying wine in wine shops. From the powerful ministers and nouveau riche in the court, down to the wealthy businessmen in urban and rural areas, and the literati and scholars, they all regarded prostitution and smelting as a romantic and elegant taste.

Zuichun Pavilion occupies a large area and looks very magnificent. Pedestrians coming and going, either idle or passing by the Drunken Spring Pavilion, couldn't help but stop and listen to the beautiful tunes coming out of it one after another.

Through the experience of the past few days, Zhang Baoer judged that this is a well-known green house.

There are nearly 100 green buildings in Chang'an, but they are also divided into three, six, and nine, which can be seen at a glance from their names.

The name of the famous Qinglou sounds quite elegant, called "courtyard" called "pavilion", or "pavilion". Of course, the fame of these Qinglou did not come out of thin air, but deservedly, most of their courtesans are unique, of course, not referring to dirty work, but poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, which are very popular with rich nobles and literati. The income of these courtesans is also quite expensive, some call slaves and maids, and some spend a lot of money.

Those Qinglou that do not enter the stream, the trade name is much colder, or called "room", or called "class", or called "shop", and the women here are mostly poor and angry masters, who laugh day and night to receive customers, even if they are sick, they are not immune. If they don't obey at all, they will be beaten, scolded, punished, and kneeled, and will not be given food, and those who will be beaten severely and then sold in the countryside.

"Do you go in or not, if you don't go, then I'll go by myself!" Zhang Baoer dropped a sentence and walked forward.

Hou Jie saw that Zhang Baoer really left him and left, stomped his feet hatefully, and hurriedly followed and shouted, "Wait for me!" ”

The figures of Zhang Bao'er and Hou Jie disappeared into the gate of the Drunken Spring Pavilion, they would not have thought that just a dozen steps away from the Drunken Spring Pavilion, there were two people's eyes watching them.

"You still say that he is good for this virtue, if Tong'er marries him, won't he be unlucky for a lifetime?" Jiang Yuqiao glared angrily at Uncle Hua beside him.

Uncle Hua looked embarrassed, and secretly scolded Zhang Baoer in his heart for not being angry, how could he run to the Qinglou to mess around, just so that Jiang Yuqiao was arrested.

"Let's go!" Jiang Yuqiao shouted at Uncle Hua, turned around and rushed away angrily.

Uncle Hua glanced at the Drunken Spring Pavilion, shook his head with a wry smile, and turned around and left.

The courtyard of the Drunken Spring Pavilion is quite large, but there are surprisingly few people. As soon as you enter the gate, the first thing that catches your eye is the two-storey main building, the first floor is used for cabaret performances, and the second floor is for the embroidery building, which is specially designed for those courtesans and of course for the convenience of staying overnight.

On the side of the main building facing the gate, there are red lanterns of all sizes, which set off the color of the surrounding clouds, which makes people can't help but reverie.

Zhang Baoer did not take out the portrait directly as in the past, but entered the lobby of the Drunken Spring Pavilion with his hands in his hands.

As soon as you enter, you will feel like you have come to another world, where the noise and bustle of the lights are brilliant, in stark contrast to the cold silence of the front yard, and the hall is already bustling with people. There are all kinds of people, they are busy and happy, and they come here for the joy of this moment.

Zhang Bao'er looked around, and there was not even an empty table in the huge hall, except for a square table in the corner, where only one person sat there, and he walked towards it without thinking about it.

There was a young man sitting at the table, Zhang Baoer walked over, and was about to speak with a smile, but was suddenly stunned.

It turned out that the young man in front of him was none other than Jiwen.

"Ji Zhukuai, why are you, how did you get here?" Zhang Bao'er looked surprised.

When Ji Wen saw Zhang Bao'er, he smiled and said, "Brother Zhang, what you asked, why can't I come here?" Hurry up and sit down! ”

Zhang Bao'er and Hou Jie sat down, only to see a small plate of spiced kidney beans, a small wine jug and a delicate small wine glass on the table in front of Ji Wen. There is also a red silk folding fan, I don't know what it is for.

Ji Wen picked up a kidney bean with two fingers, threw it into his mouth, and then picked up the small wine glass and took a sip gently, and the wine was not swallowed, but just held in his mouth, which seemed to have a very aftertaste. It took a while to swallow the wine.

After swallowing the wine, Ji Wen said, "Brother Zhang, there is nothing to entertain you, so you can make do with it!" ”

Zhang Bao'er coughed lightly, pointed to the kidney beans and the wine jug and asked, "Ji Zhu, I don't know ...... this wine and food."

Without waiting for Zhang Bao'er to finish speaking, Ji Wen cut off without looking at him and said: "There are still a few kidney beans left, but the wine is gone, and the last cup I drank just now is really embarrassing!" ”

Zhang Bao'er suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, he knew that Ji Wen would be wrong.

Although I have been to a lot of Qinglou these days, it is all to inquire about the whereabouts of Rouge, and it is the first time that I sit in the hall as quietly as I do today. I wanted to order some wine and food to be close to the Jiwen set, but who knew that he misunderstood.

"Ji Zhukuai, I want to invite you to drink together, but I don't know how to order these drinks and dishes, can you tell me one or two?"

After listening to Zhang Bao'er's words, Ji Wen looked the two of them up and down: "Brother Zhang, I heard that you are working in a gambling house, didn't you have made a fortune recently, otherwise how could you come to such a place to order some wine and food?" ”

"Oh, the two of us are working in the Dragon Dart Game now!" After Zhang Bao'er finished introducing, he asked again: "Ji Catch, why can't you get to this point of wine and food?" ”

Ji Wen smiled: "If I guessed correctly, this is the first time you two have come to the Drunken Spring Pavilion!" ”

"It's the first time I've been here!" Zhang Baoer honestly admitted.

"As far as I know, the highest salary of the executioner of the Long's Dart Bureau is twenty taels of silver a month!"

"Brother Tai is right!" Zhang Baoer was a little surprised, he didn't expect Ji Wen to know so much about the market of the dart game.

"Do you know how much they're worth?" Givin asked, pointing to the food on the table.

"I don't know!" Zhang Baoer shook her head and said. (To be continued.) )