"What's that, ID card?" Ying Xuan's mouth opened wide in surprise, he never dreamed that in ancient times, he also needed to register an ID card for staying in a hotel.

"What is an ID card?" Li Xinfang didn't know why, she wanted to make a joke, but Ying Xuan said nonsense that others couldn't understand.

Ying Xuan didn't want to explain more, and said perfunctorily: "It's nothing, I'm just a little curious." You often go far away, so it's not surprising that you have this credential, why do they both have it too? ”

Zhang Jing directly stuffed the wooden card into Ying Xuan's hand and said, "Young master, you take it, I can guard you outside." ”

"Don't!" Although Ying Xuan stuffed it back, his heart was still warm, he didn't believe that Li Xinfang would die or not be saved, and besides, he wouldn't just sleep on the street, it wasn't a big deal.

Li Xinfang secretly stepped on Zhang Jing and whispered: "Didn't you say yes, just to scare him, you are quite generous." But I still say the same thing, men can't be trusted. ”

Zhang Jing stuck out her tongue for the first time: "I'm sorry, Sister Fang, I forgot the agreement in a hurry." ”

Li Xinfang shook her head helplessly, tapped her fingers heavily on her forehead, turned her head and said to Ying Xuan: "Let's go, I teased you just now!" ”

Ying Xuan was neither surprised nor angry, he had seen this kind of thing a lot, and he even felt that he and Li Xinfang were enemies in his previous life, and he was still the kind with a very narrow road.

Since it's a post house, of course there is no Xiao Er, but there is no essential difference between the post man and Xiao Er, and even the words are almost the same, but they seem a little colder. It's no wonder that they are still grassroots civil servants now.

The room fee is indeed very expensive, Ying Xuan can see it from Li Xinfang's painful expression, but he doesn't care about this, does he understand his identity? Do you understand how to perform your duties? His identity is a young master, and his responsibilities are temporarily unknown, in short, he is a master who only spends money and doesn't make money.

However, no matter how Ying Xuan objected, and even brought out Li Bo to threaten, Li Xinfang still only booked two rooms as he could, which meant that he was going to live in a room with Li Xinyi, a little ghost.

Their room was on the second floor, and before going upstairs, Ying Xuan specially told the post guard: "Remember to take care of our horses." ”

The post man glanced out of the door, nodded and said, "Don't worry, guest officer, we will definitely prepare good feed for them, but what about the little donkey?" ”

Ying Xuan, who had just stepped on the first staircase, walked back violently, patted the shoulder of the postman, and said slowly: "Just raise a horse, and the best horse feed is enough!" ”

The post man nodded vigorously, enthusiastically, but Ying Xuan had just disappeared from his field of vision, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned: I met a stupid person with a lot of money, and he would actually ride a donkey into the city!

After returning to the room, Ying Xuan temporarily kicked Li Xinyi out and took a bath happily. Once everything was ready, he went to another room to discuss with the other three about the rest of the entertainment.

"I don't care, I must go to the Qinglou at night." Ying Xuan said straight to the point.

"Why wait until evening, it's evening, it's just right." Li Xinfang didn't expect that Yingxuan, who has never liked to read, would also be vassal, and the sun really came out in the west.

"Ahh Open the door now, it's too open! "Although Ying Xuan knew that the Qinglou, a place that modern people called Jiyuan, was legalized in ancient times, it was inevitably immoral in broad daylight.

Before Yingxuan could get to the bottom of it, Li Xinfang took them to the gate of the Qinglou.

Looking at it, it is not the same as the scene imagined by Ying Xuan, the so-called green building in front of him is not a double-storey small building in the TV series, but a building complex in front of him, which is the mansion of a rich and noble family.

Walking into the gate, the first thing you see is a small pond, surrounded by willows, and the reflection appears on the water, which is very beautiful. On the other side of the pond are clusters of flowers, all of which are different in color and color.

The buildings in the courtyard are also quite exquisite, with a grand scale and beautiful beauty. The four of them stepped into the largest building together, and at this time, a dance was being performed on the high platform in the center of the building, and the audience was surrounded by water.

Ying Xuan's gaze swept over every corner, and he was surprised to find that most of the guests present were relatively high-quality, and it was initially estimated that they were all people with high status, especially literati.

How can you see it? Two thousand years later, he is also an intellectual, and he may not be as good as the literati at this time, but he will always have something in common.

Suddenly, the music was remembered, and the audience immediately became silent, and a fairy came to the mortal world.

I saw two colored sleeves flying in the air, the delicate body turned, and when the sleeves danced, there seemed to be countless petals fluttering down in the air, fluttering and swaying, a petal, holding a wisp of agarwood.

Time flies, the jade-like hands linger gracefully, the skirt flutters, a pair of bright eyes like smoke but want to talk, hazy and ethereal flashing with beautiful colors, very rhythmic.

Ying Xuan was stunned, he never believed in the so-called love at first sight, but it was real that he had a good impression at a glance. When he was in high school, his teacher once taught him: to fall in love, to fall in love, first to fall in love, and then to have love. Love, let's think it is like, and the premise of liking is good feeling.

It is a bit exaggerated to look at the city and then look at the country, but the woman on the stage at this moment is amazing enough, not only himself, but the expressions of other men are the same.

"Why, I fell in love with someone!" Li Xinfang came over and joked.

Ying Xuan deliberately turned his back to her and didn't want to deal with it. I thought: Everyone has a love for beauty, so what if you like it?

Li Xinfang didn't get angry, but reminded carefully: "This woman is not simple, not only is she as beautiful as a flower, but she also has good skills." What's even more strange is that why did she come here under such conditions, she would be famous even in Chang'an. ”

Ying Xuan had to admit that Li Xinfang's analysis had a certain amount of truth, and between the gestures of the women on the stage, there was a sassy beauty, which was a little similar to Zhang Jing, but only a little bit.

After watching it for so long, he finally figured it out. The Qinglou called in the Western Han Dynasty is not as explicit as the "Yichun Courtyard" and "Yihong Courtyard" in later generations, most of them are art girls who sell their art but do not sell their bodies, most of them are both talented and beautiful, especially talented.

It's just that although they don't sell their bodies, as the lowest level of the entire social class, most of them can't help themselves, do they dare to say no to the powerful. Of course, there were some famous women in ancient times, but most of them had strong backers.

Thinking of this, Ying Xuan sympathized with them, especially the stunning woman on the stage, and he suddenly had the idea of a hero to save beauty.

After a while, the disgusting bustard did not appear, but the male "boss" who came out was not much better, and even the marketing methods were surprisingly consistent.

Auction!

Of course, it is not an auction ** moment, but a chance to enjoy dance music alone, and it is said that her voice is more beautiful than dance.

By the way, her name is Ziyu, a celebrity stage name.