Street corner.

Yao Huan looked at the red gardenia lamp outside the compound not far away.

Today is cloudless and the sky is clear, which is a typical sunny day in early autumn.

But there was no rain or snow, and on the golden red gardenia lamp of this large and solid silk yarn, it was covered with a mat, as if wearing a coat.

When Yao Huan lived in modern society in his last life, he went to see the exhibition of "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival". The docent of the museum said that the Song people called the red gauze lantern tied into a small mouth with a small belly and a vase, etc., because it looked like the fruit of a gardenia. In the hotel industry, if there is a red gardenia lamp at the door, it means that it is a brothel, which is also the origin of the "red light district" in later generations.

Yao Huan was skeptical of the narrator's statement at that time.

She remembered reading the notes and documents of the Song people, which mentioned that the red gardenia lantern itself, like the bright moon lantern, lotus lantern, horse lantern, and bridge lamp, is a common lantern at the entrance of shops, restaurants, teahouses, and hotels in the market.

There is a red gardenia lamp at the entrance of the wine shop, and even if there are courtesans coming and going at the same time, it does not mean that this is a Fengyue field.

Only when the red gardenia lamp is covered with a mat regardless of rain or shine, it means that there is a fragrant pavilion bed inside, which can make the guests happy.

Such a field was also called "An Hotel" by the people of the time, and the red gardenia lamp wearing a raincoat was a silent sign.

In addition to the hermitage hotel, in other liquor shops to call prostitutes, they can only accompany the wine and sit together, or sing to the guests, if you want to buy fun, no matter how big you are, you have to take the girl out of the hotel.

The Great Song Dynasty was a dynasty where the civic life was extremely developed, and people were fond of alcohol, tea, words, calligraphy, painting, porcelain, and incense, and at the same time did not exclude prostitutes. The rules of the rivers and lakes such as the Nunnery Hotel and the Red Gardenia Lamp, especially in Kaifeng City, are also familiar with the common people of the good family.

Fortunately, Yao Huan had read the notes of the Song people, otherwise, when the little rouge girl yesterday emphasized a sentence with a red gardenia on top of the hoop cover, Yao Huan would have asked what this meant.

At this moment, it is the middle of the day, and it is still early to burn the ambiguous atmosphere that will gradually ignite after nightfall, and this hermitage hotel called "Yunshan Xiaozhu" seems to be doing food and beverage business like an ordinary middle and high-end hotel.

It's just that Xu is past the meal, and there are no courteous guys at the door to welcome guests.

Rouge confessed that when he went to find a man named Wang Coulter, he just said that the fellow could ask someone to bring the words.

Yao Huan has traveled for more than two months, and she feels that although she has a bit of blood at the beginning, and she has somehow memorized a chastity archway, she can integrate well into the society of the Northern Song Dynasty, and make friends like Mr. Shao, Meng Shopkeeper, and Gao Yu, and she has a mouthful of Kaifeng official dialect, so she swelled up optimistically, and came to the brothel today to deliver letters, and she was willing to go alone, thinking that it was not a big deal, but it was just to take a look at a form of civil society in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Yao Huan then walked towards the door.

This small building in Yunshan is really different from the ordinary high-end main store restaurant, and there is a shadow wall in the open door, which is a stone carved landscape map. On both sides of the quiet porch, calligraphy banners are hung.

If it weren't for the specially marked red gardenia lamp at the door, at first glance, who would have thought that it would be a place of golden wind and jade dew, fish and water?

Yes, the Northern Song Dynasty has a solid foundation of elegance and elegance, a heavenly nightclub, like a community cultural center.

Yao Huan was looking in, and another person came to the door.

The man was a simple-looking young man, dressed as a running boy, and his sleeves were stained with oil. He glanced at the shirt on Yao Huan's back, the sleeves of the robe that were tied up, and the texture of the group shirt of the working class, and asked politely: "This lady, go along?" ”

Yao Huan nodded: "My family is also a cooking shop, but today I came to his house to bring a message for an acquaintance." ”

The guy said, "Oh, I'm here to check out and get the money." ”

"Checkout? What do you sell them for? ”

"Roasted quail, chicken skewers, duck skewers. His cuisine is elegant, but the guests don't still have to stay overnight, sometimes they have to eat supper, and when they are tired of eating those high-end dim sum in the kitchen, the ladies in it will want to change the taste of the guests, and call for some interesting flavors to eat from the street. ”

Well, it makes sense, domestic flowers don't have the fragrance of wild flowers, and home food doesn't have the fragrance of takeout.

The men who spent the night in this small building in Yunshan must be able to understand this truth better.

In fact, Yao Huan thought about the hotel in front of him, and after thinking about it deeply, he still felt quite awkward.

After all, she is a woman, and modern women are also women, even if she tries to tell herself that she is now in the feudal society of a thousand years ago, Yao Huan will still be gloomy when she thinks of the social status of women.

She could only force herself to return her attention to the experience of consulting with her food peers, and asked the fellow casually, "Is the business good?" ”

The guy smiled: "Can it be good, the whole city is opened, there are more than 100 such hotels, I don't know how many small shops like us can be fed." ”

Yao Huan said: "Yes, too." By the way, his house looks like it is not the pomp of an ordinary store, it seems to be as big as two or three blue, and it is interesting to name it Yunshan Xiaozhu. ”

The guy snorted kindly and said, "Cough, no matter how big the scene is, can it be as big as the palace?" Compared with the houses of the official family, whose family business is small, small buildings, small courtyards, small shops......"

When Yao Huan heard this, he couldn't help but glance at this guy again.

Yes, the young man knows it very well.

"Shall we go in?"

"No, this house has big rules, and we can only wait here for the family to come out and ask. Don't worry. ”

As soon as the young man finished speaking, there was the sound of broken horses' hooves behind them.

Yao Huan turned his head, good guy, four or five jujube red horses, all fat and strong, and the horse hair that was not blocked by the saddle sheath seemed to be smeared with a layer of oil, and the teaching sun shone brightly.

Yao Huan was still watching the horse, and one of the knights actually called her: "But Mrs. Yao? ”

Yao Huan's gaze moved up and took a closer look.

Ah, acquaintances!

Uh, but not too familiar.

The man who recognized her was the guard named Zhao Yan of the old general Zhang Jie.

On the day when the girl of the Yao family was welcomed by the Zeng Mansion, she wanted to be martyred by the Bianhe River, Yao Huan crossed over to the girl of the Yao family, and it happened that Zhang Jie, the commander of the Qin Feng army, was passing by and asked Zhao Yan to escort Shen Fuzhi and Yao Huan and her mother home.

I didn't expect to meet this person here.

Yao Huan's mind was quickly calculating.

Zhang Jie is the brother of Prime Minister Zhang Dian, and Zeng Bu is a positive enemy, after Zhang Jie got involved that day, he arranged the Zeng family in a very clear and depreciatory manner in the public, and wished that the Zeng family's notoriety would spread further on the street.

Now that he is on the side of the Zeng family, he shook hands with the Zeng family and made peace, and he is the identity of the righteous daughter of the Zeng family, I don't know if this Zhao guard is clear?

cough, it doesn't matter if he doesn't know it, he's not just a big man's horse boy, and he carefully discerns his complexion, and he is polite and polite.

Yao Huan was blessed: "General Zhao is healthy." ”

Several knights jumped off their horses.

Yao Huan raised his head after saluting, and was bumping into the gaze of a man beside Zhao Yan.

The man was only about twenty years old, but his body was the most burly of the people, with a broad chest and a straight back. There is no fierce air in the face, wide forehead and wide eyebrows, straight nose and thick lips, small eyes but good outline, black eyes, eyes like torches, can shoot cold stars in winter nights.

Yao Huan intuitively felt that this master was also a soldier, and looking at this bearing, the level was quite high.

"Zhao Yan, who is this lady?"

Among several people, he asked first, and called Zhao Yan by name, which proved that his identity was not bad.

"Liu Gongzi, this lady's surname is Yao, her betrothed son, who was also a member of my Huanqing Road Army, died in the Battle of Hongdecheng, she swore to keep the festival, and was forced to marry by Zeng Shu a few months ago, or Zhang Dashuai saved her."