Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Oiran Lady

At that time, it was not a shame to go to a brothel, on the contrary, it did a lot of elegant things.

For example, this Oiran lady Tang cherishes it, whether it is self-raising or pretending to be high, but she is not selling her body. Besides, it's not just about spending money to be a guest at the curtain.

People still pick it, you have to be a little literate, and your appearance should be about the same, you look crooked and cracked, vulgar, and you will pay a lot of money, and people may not receive you!

The most common thing is to make some piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, and poetry difficult for guests, and it seems that they are educated, knowledgeable, and skilled, and ordinary people are not eye-catching. It's not like that ordinary goods, standing in a row, scratching their heads and posing, and taking the initiative to tease with their eyes.

When they came to the hall of the back building, there was a "big teapot" that ran errands to arrange tables for the three of them, and set up dishes and wine. Table by table, calling friends, there are always thirty or forty wronged leaders, sitting at more than a dozen tables.

"It's really-" Chen Gongzi couldn't help but shake his head as he looked at these various people, with a look of disdain, obviously looking down on these three sects and nine streams.

Guo Chen stared at the big eyes, only looked upstairs, and muttered, "It's such a big shelf, can't you even see it?" ”

Meng Jiucheng sat down at another table, listening to their conversation, and couldn't help but roll his eyes. The heart says, "It is your appetite that hangs."

Seeing that the food and wine were arranged, he ate and drank unceremoniously. This wine and food is more than ten times more expensive than the outside, and if you don't eat it for nothing, you won't eat it for nothing, and if you eat it, you will eat it for nothing.

Several women were sitting by the windows upstairs, looking through the curtains, looking at the people downstairs.

"Sister, those people outside are so boring!" A young maid pouted and said, "It's a small place, and there are not many decent ones, so it's a disappointment." ”

"That's it! Look at them like that! It is estimated that there is a lot of stinky money, and you have to pretend to be a reader, and you can see through it at a glance! Another maid said disdainfully: "Sister, let's hurry up and ask them to get out of the way, and end up clean." ”

"Let's get out!" The person who was called her sister was Tang Xixi, she stood by the window and looked out, only to see all kinds of people sitting below, whether they were vulgar or elegant, they all pretended to be serious, which was really ridiculous.

"Alas!" Tang regretted disgust and disgust, but sighed again and said: "These people can come when they want to come, sit and sit when they want, they are really happy!" If we can have such freedom, what more can we ask for? It is better to laugh at them for being vulgar and scoundrels than to laugh at yourself for not having such a fate! ”

"Sister, when you take revenge, you are not free? Ay? Look at the manβ€”" Bottle suddenly discovered a novelty, and laughed, "dressed like a human being, and eating and drinking like a starving ghost reincarnated." ”

Tang Xixi looked at it, smiled faintly, and didn't think so.

"Hey, that seems to be Meng Shuai." Gui'er was bought by Tang Xixi after arriving in Qingdao, but he was a local, and he occasionally saw Meng Jiucheng.

Tang Xixi was stunned for a moment, looked carefully, and didn't find anything special.

Besides, everyone downstairs has no mind to eat and drink, and glances upstairs from time to time, just waiting for the beauty to appear. I was anxious, but I still pretended to be calm, and I didn't dare to expose my rudeness.

Meng Jiucheng had almost eaten, and when he looked around, he was also amused in his heart. was looking, but found that on a table diagonally opposite, there were also people looking at him.

Bright eyes and bright teeth, beautiful colors...... Meng Jiucheng made an instant comment and couldn't help but smile.

Put on a man's clothes, and I will recognize you as a tomboy.

Meng Jiucheng raised his head slightly, stretched out his finger and nodded on his Adam's apple, showing a teasing smile at the tomboy.

The tomboy's eyes were round, he frowned and squeezed his nose, glanced at Meng Jiucheng fiercely, and turned his head to ignore him.

At this moment, the sound of soft footsteps sounded, and two women appeared at the entrance of the building with a light gauze and placed the piano on the table.

The hustle and bustle quieted down, and everyone looked at it, only to see a woman coming gracefully, although through the gauze tent, just looking at the posture, it was also itchy.

Tang Xi sat down, stroked the strings with his hand, and with a ding dong, burst down like a jade bead, and then stroked the piano like flowing water. The sound of the piano is sometimes graceful and sometimes exciting, sometimes it seems to flow down the mountain beam, and sometimes it is as simple and elegant as the bell of dusk.

Everyone present was either fascinated by the sound of the piano, or obsessed with the peerless face behind the light veil, until the sound of "ding dong" was stopped, as crisp as a drum, and the applause suddenly filled the entire hall.

"The sound of the piano is faint, but it is light, and a few strings are sounding, revealing a sense of excellence." Chen Gongzi shook his head, as if he was still savoring, "It's just that this piano sound is a little unsuitable for such a lively scene." ”

Guo Chen blinked his eyes, and he didn't look like he had any understanding, obviously a tone deafness.

Although Meng Jiucheng couldn't hear the meaning of the piano sound, he was smart, and after listening to Chen Gongzi's emotional comments, he soon had his own understanding.

Falling into the dust is what a woman wants, but she can't help herself, and Tang regrets that she is no exception.

Everyone in front of them is holding it, just to show its beauty, if you want to find someone who is sincere to yourself, how easy is it to live that free and easy life? The face is fleeting, how can Israel serve people for a long time?

Thinking about it this way, there is a sound of Zhuoran in the sound of Tang Xixi's piano, which must be a clear intention, looking forward to being like the hermit who returned to the hidden spring forest, no longer showing his face in front of people, forcing a smile.

Meng Jiucheng can empathize, this is a strength, but he is not familiar with ancient music, so he does not have the elegance to listen to the piano. If there were no comments from others, it would be difficult for him to think so deeply.

"Quickly lift the light veil, let me wait to see Miss Tang's face!" Some people began to shout, and others chimed in, shouting to see Tang Xixi.

Everyone shouted endlessly, and then saw a young maid come out with a light veil, with bright eyes and bright teeth, beautiful colors, and a little immature in speech, but her voice was very good.

"It is a blessing for my girls to appreciate the glory of the officials. It's just that my girl also has rules for picking up Binnake, and she doesn't sell her body to show her art, and she only picks up one person every night. Therefore, as usual, the exam questions must be presented, and only those who answer well can go upstairs to meet; After going upstairs, I have to take the test again, and the best one can be alone with my girl! ”

After listening to the rules and thinking for a while, some people have already discovered the drawbacks. Whether this answer is good or not, it's not that Tang Xixi has the final say, it's not just about learning from talent, but also about whether people can see it!

Sure enough, it's still a face-looking society! Meng Jiucheng laughed secretly in his heart, these stupid *, spent a lot of money, ate and drank, only listened to one piano song, I am afraid that I can't even see other people's faces, now my heart hurts, right?

Well, this is not the end, but also to pick some big heads and pay a boarding fee, to see the above, it is better to call it a "meeting fee"!

Although most of the people were dissatisfied, they didn't dare to go too far. This Yingchunfang is not a place where ordinary people come to spread wild scoundrels, they have a backstage, and the hired bodyguards are also very powerful.