Chapter 282: Almost Off Topic
Fang Yingwu felt that the arrest of Xiang Chengxian was really a strange thing from head to toe. Although Master Cao didn't know what to say, and he didn't treat himself badly, his attitude of refusing to sell favors already explained everything.
Moreover, the Soldiers and Horses Division dared to frame and arrest a person who was rushing to take the exam at will, and even refused to release people, which is really not small. So there must be more powerful people behind the scenes, at least people who are better than themselves. But a person always has a purpose in doing things, what is that person's plan?
Fang Yingwu remembered the ridiculous and clumsy excuse again, why did the prostitute slander Xiang Dagongzi for not giving money? After all, those prostitutes are in the business of opening their doors, and if this kind of rumor of framing customers spreads, who will dare to come to the door? Aren't they worried?
After coming out of the Terracotta Division, he still didn't have a clue, Fang Yingwu couldn't help but sigh, and said to the left and right: "The bell must be tied to the bell, the Terracotta Division can't ask what is going on here, it seems that it is time to go to Du Xiangqin's house to ask." β
After growing up with Wang Ying, he couldn't help but dissuade him: "I'm afraid that there is something wrong with that place, and the son of the Xiang family is inexplicable." Before understanding the inside story, how could the little master be in danger? Don't know that there are tigers in the mountains, and prefer to go to the tiger mountains. β
"But if you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get the tiger? How could he watch Brother Xiang in prison and do nothing? Fang Yingwu said categorically, "I want to see how this Jingshi's tiger is different from the tiger in our south, and it can fascinate Brother Xiang!" β
"The tiger of the Jingshi is no different, and it is not interesting" Another follower Fang Yingshi stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes were very hollow, and his expression was very vicissitudes. The tone was very light.
Fang Yingwu and Wang Ying looked at each other, the former big stallion Fang Yingshi was indeed qualified to say this. Can't be unconvinced
The boring life needs seasonings, and it is rare to go out for half a month. Although solving the problem may seem like a hassle, the process of solving the problem is not a kind of relaxation.
These alleys of the Jiaofang Division are very close to the Dongcheng Terracotta Division, and it takes less than a quarter of an hour to walk. Walking in the alley, Fang Yingwu looked around, the road was depressed and deserted in front of the door, not like a prosperous place with smoke and willows, and he almost suspected that he had come to the wrong place. I asked a vendor again to make sure I wasn't going the wrong way.
Inquire about the place of Du Xiangqin's house and come to the door. I saw the welcoming man hunched up, his hands in his sleeves, dozing against the outer wallβthe sun was shining at this time, and he was warm in the sun.
Wang Ying shouted loudly: "Wu Na forget eight! How can you not see the guests! β
Na Wangba shuddered suddenly, opened his eyes, saw Fang Yingwu and his party, judged the value in the shortest time, and hurriedly changed his smiling face and shouted: "Childe is invited!" β
Fang Yingwu entered the hospital on the side. While asking, "Is Miss Du Xiangqin free right now?" β
"Yes, yes, the villain will ask her to come out." Forget the eight busy responses.
Fang Yingwu muttered secretly, this is too enthusiastic. How can there be a little bit of a famous prostitute? It's not that I haven't seen Oiran when I was in Suzhou and Hangzhou, and how can I be so attentive to receiving people.
Then Fang Yingwu was taken to a small hall with a bright window, and the room was filled with a faint fragrance. A closer look at the furnishings is not complicated. But it is simple and elegant, and it is refreshing to look around. It's not like the curtain-heavy, quiet and deep style of the south.
Another maid helped the beauty out, and Ying Ying bowed and said, "Slave Du Xiangqin." When we met for the first time, I asked my son for mercy. β
Fang Yingwu took a closer look at the beauty, and sure enough, as Xiang Chengxian said, her skin was white and her body was very bright, her eyebrows were slender and her face was long, and she was pleasing and amiable. He responded: "It's the first time I've come, and I just feel that the welcome here is a little too enthusiastic, which makes Xiaosheng flattered." β
That Du Xiangqin raised her head and said with a smile: "As the saying goes, it's better to come early than to come at the right time, just because the son came at the right time." β
"What do you mean by that?"
Du Xiangqin still replied with a smile: "Now is the lightest time of the year, and it can't be opened once in three or five days." Finally, I am looking forward to a gold lord like Gongzi, can I not sweep the couch to welcome him? β
Fang Yingwu daxiao said: "It's funny for you to talk! It's not the same as the flower country lady we have there! β
I see, now is the lowest season for the flower business, one is the climate, although it is already the end of January of the New Year, but the spring does not seem to have arrived, it is still cold;
The second is the reason for the festival, it is still during the New Year, the Spring Festival is not over, it is the time for family reunion, if wandering in the flower street and willow lane, it seems a bit out of place, unless there is no heart and lungs to the extreme.
The maidservant served hot tea and a few plates of snacks, and the girl Du Xiangqin took the initiative to ask while pouring tea: "The slave family is three, just call the three ladies." Dare to ask Childe's surname? Where are you from? It seems that the accent of the south has only arrived in Beijing? β
Fang Yingwu thought about it, did not identify himself, and only said: "The little surname Fang, from Hangzhou." β
"Hangzhou? It was a good place, and the silk satin produced was very popular with the slave sisters. Du Xiangqin looked surprised, and pulled the neckline of her jacket to show Fang Yingwu: "Childe, look at this fabric, it is Hangzhou goods." β
Fang Yingwu's eyes are not on the fabric of the neckline, but on the whiteness of the neckline
He was slightly distracted, and heard Du Xiangqin ask with hope: "The slave family also heard that Hangzhou West Lake is known as the first lake in the world, and the scenery is the best in the world. Childe is from Hangzhou, so is West Lake really so good? β
The beauty opened her eyes wide to ask for advice, how could there be any reason not to answer, Fang Yingwu couldn't help but let go of the conversation. "If you want to say that the West Lake is really beautiful, but there are countless beautiful scenery in the world, and the scenery is not worse than the West Lake abounds.
And the reason why this West Lake is the most famous, not only the scenery, but also because there are countless character allusions integrated into the scenery, so the scenery and scenery have a unique charm, which is not easy to compare with anywhere else, and over time it has become the first lake in the world. β
Du Xiangqin's face was slightly red, her expression was excited, and she praised in a coquettish voice: "What the son said is wonderful, the slave family has really gained knowledge, and today is not wasted." β
The beauty's just the right amount of flattery and greeting, made Fang Yingwu a little vanity and a little floating
He had long heard that the prostitutes in the capital had a wide range of contacts, and the high-ranking officials and dignitaries of the three sects in the south and the north of the world were all-encompassing, and their talents might not be as good as their peers who had been cultivated by the famous cultural states in the south of the Yangtze River, but when it came to talking about various characters and things, they were far better than their counterparts in the south. When I saw Du Sanniang today, she lived up to her reputation.
As far as his personal experience is concerned, the southern prostitutes pay attention to kung fu, and the popular style is to talk and rest, shy and timid, a look, a movement, will tickle the hearts of the guests, and it is very pleasant to flirt.
The prostitutes here in Beijing are hearty and generous, good at talking and funny, and sitting opposite each other like a spring breeze, never making you dull and boring. If we use the analogy of opera, the south is literary opera, and the north is martial arts.
After glancing at Du Xiangqin a few more times, Fang Yingwu secretly thought, this woman is so understandable, no wonder Xiang Chengxian had the idea of redeeming her, which is also understandable.
But there seems to be something wrong with Xiang Chengxian?
Almost off topic! Fang Yingwu patted his forehead, he was almost dazzled by Du Xiangqin, and forgot the purpose of coming here. He Yingwu came to inquire about the news of the eldest prince Xiang, not to taste and compare the characteristics of the Jingshi Qinglou. (To be continued......)