Chapter 7 Flowers Full of Buildings
Huamanlou is a green building, the most well-known green building in Qingcheng, because last year Hua Manlou produced a famous Qing Qi people, so that the reputation is even more popular. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
As the name suggests, the girls in it, whether they are Qing people who only sell their art but not their bodies, or prostitutes who only sell their bodies but not their bodies, they are all slim and beautiful like flowers.
Such a gentle woman, the pillow Fengyue is the most intoxicating, as long as the guests are not shy in their pockets, the attitude is like Jin Lian's attitude to Menqing - to give ten. Therefore, no matter how tough a person is usually, as long as he stumbles in, he will immediately become nervous and carvedeep, and he will not care what kind of hatred this is.
The cars in front of the building are like flowing water and horses are like swimming dragons, the hawkers are shouting and shouting, and the boats on the Qingcheng River on the side of the street are often singing, which is really lively.
This Qinglou is very different from the picture in the TV series that Mo Fei watched in his previous life, the girls are not holding embroidered handkerchiefs, smiling on the second floor of the small building and shouting at the men passing downstairs, "Oh, son, come up and sit" "This uncle, I haven't been here for a long time, I want to die in the slave house". On the contrary, from time to time, a man raised his head below, his saliva plummeted, looked at the beautiful flowers above, whistled and flattered, 'Girl, come down and stroll, how stuffy it is!' These men are generally not rich and noble, otherwise they would have rushed in and trampled the flowers and plants like wild horses on the loose.
The interior of the flower building is extremely wide and magnificent, you can see a huge round platform with a diameter of five zhang and a height of seven feet when you enter the door, the round platform is all made of fine hundred-year-old nanmu, the central surface of the table is painted with a bewitching pink hibiscus, and the edge is dozens of pots of famous flowers, and the flowers are fragrant.
Directly behind the round platform is connected to a crimson escalator, which has a different smell, and it is not sandalwood, I don't know what material it is. The escalator leads to the second floor, and on the edge of the corridor on the second floor is a row of exquisite private rooms standing side by side, and each private room has a sign hanging on it, which reads Peach Blossom Pavilion, Narcissus Residence, and Peony Pavilion respectively...... Some rooms are closed, and there are some disturbing gasps faintly coming from inside; Some of them opened the door, and the rare Miss Qinglou was faintly visible.
Soon, two people walked in outside the door, and it was Mo Fei and Zhang Hu.
When Zhang Hu went down the mountain with Mo Fei, Mo Fei proposed to go to the Qinglou first, but Zhang Hu ruthlessly refused. But why is it here? The reason is that Zhang Hu is angry, the consequences are very serious, and he often makes some irrational moves, so when Mo Fei proposed again, Zhang Hu readily agreed.
When Mo Fei and Zhang Hu first stepped here, their eyes stayed on the huge round platform that was already surrounded by the crowd, and they never shifted for a moment.
At this time, there were seven or eight beautiful women dancing on it, dressed in snow-colored silk clothes, but the silk clothes were inevitably thinner, and it seemed that they could vaguely see the beautiful spring light hidden inside, and the two clumps of nephrite jade that kept swinging on their chests were really teaching people to want to live and die.
The fat powder fragrance of the woman on the stage was wantonly emanated, mixed with the fragrance of flowers, making the people around her flutter and drunk and smoked. These women are all holding beautiful hairpins, and the jade hairpins inserted obliquely on them are also brilliant, adding a bit of moving color to these beauties' lives. When dancing, every time the long sleeves are raised and look back, it will always cause the whole house to applaud, but when the cheers are loudest, it is the mutton fat-like jade feet and white thighs that they accidentally exposed.
Looking at the jade legs that were occasionally revealed, Zhang Hu's expression was quite normal, but he swallowed and swallowed his saliva. Mo Fei's movements are not big, but while swallowing saliva, the palm of his hand occasionally scratches his crotch unintentionally, and I don't know if there are ants crawling there.
In a burst of vigorous cheers, the seven or eight women on the round stage slowly withdrew after a dance. Then a plump middle-aged woman walked up to the center of the pillar.
This woman is the old bustard of this flower-filled building - the flower is rich, tricky and spicy, likes to destroy flowers with spicy hands, and beats and scolds the flowers in the building who do not listen to their own words. And she also hired a large group of thugs to deal with the poor and sour guests who played scoundrels after having fun, breaking their hands and feet at the worst and being half of their bodies at worst. Because this woman is good at communicating with the government, and it is said that she is very close to the local county order, so it is rare for someone who really dares to come to make trouble, and even if the beaten guest is handed to the yamen with a piece of paper, it will be lost, and even if the court is opened, the evidence is insufficient.
After Hua Fugui came to the middle of the table, he first laughed, and the fat on his cheeks squirmed very funny, and then he said happily to the people around him: "Ladies and gentlemen, you are blessed today, great blessings, haha......" Speaking of this, he stopped narrating, and laughed again, which seemed to be whetting everyone's appetite.
Suddenly began to talk about it, speculating about what kind of blessing was in the mouth of Mother Hua?
"I said Mother Hua, what blessing are we, let's hear it, aren't all the girls who appeared today free?" Finally, a person couldn't help but spend his wealth and wealth to play tricks, and asked. This guest's surname is Li, about fifty or so, with a solid family background, and he can be regarded as an upper-class figure in Qingcheng.
"Think beautifully!" Hua Fugui first laughed and scolded, and then said slowly, "Oh, it turned out to be Mr. Li, Mr. Li is really an acute child, and he can't allow people to take a few breaths." ā
"If you take a few more breaths, someone in the audience will really die of breath." Then another person quipped.
"If you have it, you won't have to hang the appetite of a few masters, today a son spent a lot of money to invite a girl who spent a lot of money on our floor to dance for everyone." After Mother Hua finished speaking, she deliberately glanced at the corner of the escalator on the second floor.
Everyone didn't miss the details deliberately made by Mother Hua, and followed Mother Hua's gaze, and sure enough, there was a young man about twenty-five or sixteen years old standing with his arms crossed his chest, and there were four or five people standing behind him, some scholars dressed and some samurai dressed up, which should be paid to hire civil and military helpers.
Although this person is not good-looking, he always has a charming smile on the corner of his mouth, giving people a gentle and elegant feeling. But Mo Fei always felt that this person was a little unkind and exaggerated, what he saw was not a smile but a cruel smile, and the deep color hidden in the corners of this person's eyes was undoubtedly revealed in Mo Fei's eyes.
This person is the only son of Wu Zhihe, the commander of Qingcheng County-Wu Yu, who usually always looks kind, but the people who have come into contact with him all said in unison that this Wu Yu is arrogant and lascivious, ruthless, and unscrupulous in order to achieve his goals.
There is a saying among the people of Da Ying, 'Destroy the door and know the county', which means that the power of the county order is great. Although it is unknown whether the father and son killed the whole family at every turn, it is not difficult to call for wind and rain in Qingcheng, and because of this, the oppressed people at the bottom of Qingcheng dare not speak out, and they have been reluctant to steal peace.
Everyone saw that it was Wu Yu, and then there was another discussion. Although they knew this Wu Yu's secret nature, most of them still laughed and laughed, and a small number of them bowed their heads and greeted them.
However, there is still no shortage of bloody people in the meantime - there are only two people who ignore Wu Yu, of course, they are Mo Fei and Zhang Hu.
When everyone was whispering below, they couldn't rely on their third-rate inferior strength, and their ear power was naturally incomparable to ordinary people, so they also listened to it. When I heard that the above was a second-generation official who relied on his father's fox and fake tiger to make a fortune, I scolded in my heart.
However, he forgot that his father's inexplicable official rank is much higher than that of this Qingcheng magistrate, inexplicably from the rank of general of the second rank, how can it be compared to the county order of the sixth rank, and he himself is the second generation of officials who are worthy of the name.
However, Wu Yu didn't pay attention to Mo Fei and Zhang Hu at all, so he didn't notice this disrespectful behavior at all, and he still smiled hypocritically: "Everyone, I'm inexplicably happy today, so spend a little money and ask this flowery oiran to come out and dance for everyone to help the fun." ā
"Oiran?"
"Could it be Lin Xing?"
The people below couldn't believe their ears and asked with a sense of hope.
"It's Miss Lin!" Wu Yu replied very simply.
The audience suddenly exploded, some people slapped the table and shouted, and some people sang the praises of Wu Gongzi, because for them, it was extremely difficult to see Lin Xingfang's appearance, and it was even more difficult to see her dancing in person.
It is said that this Lin Xing is so beautiful, as if the person who came out of the painting is so beautiful that it is suffocating.
If you want to say that the hottest topics in the streets and alleys of Qingcheng in the past year or so, almost all of them are about Lin Xing, who quickly became popular, and Lin Xing is the Qing man who made Hua Manlou more famous.
After reading everyone's reactions, Mo Fei was completely looking forward to it, and his saliva still kept swallowing. However, the two lives together are in their thirties, and he is still a super virgin who has never been close to a woman, and this kind of performance can already be praised.
Zhang Hu was in a state of disbelief, and his expression gradually became positive, how could a big husband be upright and upright.
Suddenly, under the call of everyone, a woman who did not hold the pipa, but changed to a white veil to half-cover her face. At this moment, everyone held their breath, and the whole building was quiet.
This woman is Lin Xing, Qingcheng's unique and mysterious super Qingren - Lin Xing.
Why mysterious? It's because after Lin Xing became popular last year, he was actually raised by Shen Qinghe, the richest man in Qingcheng, for a long time for a huge amount of silver, and outsiders couldn't touch it at all, and it was even difficult to see each other.
It was only because not long ago that Shen Qinghe was denounced by a house slave, convicted and imprisoned, and all his property was confiscated, that Lin Xing was able to return to the public eye.