Wen Xiaoyun followed Wu Niang in front with a smile on her face, looking around left and right in a novelty.

The hall on the first floor is large, but the style on the left and right is completely different.

On the left, there is a large red cloth stage, and there are also tables and seats arranged in a circle, and the barefoot dancers on the stage are graceful, and the white feet are on the carpet to the beat of music, light and whirling, and the tulle dress is fluttering lightly, so beautiful that people can hardly take their eyes off it.

And there was a burst of laughter under the stage, and someone sat with two beautiful women playing games with their companions; There are chopsticks with pieces of meat on them, but their eyes are staring at the looming women on the stage eating and chatting, and there are those who take Mei Ji's hand and enter the private room next to talk further.

Looking to the right again, I saw several thick carved columns lined up in the center line of the hall to form a hidden partition area.

Then, from the horizontal line of the column, suddenly layers of steps were piled up.

There is a feeling of a false second floor of a large flat and a half step in modern society.

Looking up, the decoration over there is much more elegant than the one on the left.

Inside, there are mostly independent semi-open spaces, and the curtains inside are heavy, and the figures in them can be faintly seen, but it is not easy to see the whole picture.

Wu Niang didn't ask much, smiled and directly took Wen Xiaoyun and Bai Hu to the right split-layer.

Walking in the room, Wen Xiaoyun found that the halls separated by the curtains had different functions.

There is a woman holding a pen and writing in the main seat, and the benefactor next to her is helping to polish the ink with a smile on her face, and two men are playing against each other, and Mei Ji is helping Luozi next to her, and even on the wall of one of the largest partition spaces, there is a large chessboard to play.

Below are two men dictating the coordinates of the chess pieces, and Mei Ji, who is next to the wall, is helping to sing and fall.

And there were more than a dozen tables of benefactors sitting in the audience watching the game.

"I don't know the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, what do the two sons have anything special to like?" Wu Niang stretched out her hand to lift the powder veil and looked back at Wen Xiaoyun and smiled.

Bai Hu took the lead in taking over the conversation, "Be clean and very fun." ”

Saying that, Bai Hu took out a piece of silver from his arms and held it in front of Wu Niang.

Wu Niang saw that the silver was full of ten taels of trees, and the smile on her face became brighter.

From the moment Wu Niang opened, he confidently saw that these two sons must have a very thick net worth.

And it should be the first time to come to Qinglou.

Maybe it's out of curiosity, maybe it's for some other reason, such as being interested in books like "The Rhymes of the Green Mansion".

In short, for a novice noble son like them, money generally doesn't take anything to heart, and he will naturally be much more generous.

Thinking of this, Wu Niang stretched out her hand to take the silver, bent Ying Ying with a smile, and replied sweetly: "Wu Niang understands, rest assured, I will definitely satisfy you." ”

With that, she turned around and walked towards the chess room and the elegant theater area in the interior.

Looking at the back of Wu Niang concentrating on leading the way in front, Wen Xiaoyun unconsciously looked at Bai Yu and smiled.

What Bai Hu just said is the routine in "The Rhyme of the Green Mansion".

To be clean, it is a high-class geisha who sells her art but does not sell her body; It's fun and interesting, and it's about the top three leaders in the geisha.

Fortunately, they talked about "The Rhyme of the Green Building" and took a few glances, otherwise they really had to face themselves alone, and they were like human spirits, and they really couldn't resist it.

The two of them were amusefully recalling the scene just now, but there was a burst of arrogant scolding in their ears.

Wu Niang was just about to introduce the situation to Wen Xiaoyun, but she was startled by the voice next to her.

It just so happened that they had just walked to the front of the partition, and Wen Xiaoyun curiously followed the sound sideways and looked inside through the gap in the curtains.

But I saw that there was a round table that could accommodate 6-8 people, and next to it sat six young men who were gorgeously dressed but had tacky colors.

In front of the round table, there sat a handsome Kotohime.

She held a pair of lute in her hand and was singing a graceful and beautiful tune.

The six people didn't appreciate it at all, but tapped the cups and dishes with chopsticks, giggling and cheering.

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One of the fat men stepped forward, his chubby eyes almost narrowed into a slit, and he smiled and stretched out his big black and fat hand, insisting on pinching the woman's chin, "What are you doing playing that Raushzi, hurry up and give the grandfathers to accompany the wine~"

The prodigal boys behind him laughed more obscenely than the other.

The pipa in Qin Ji's hand stopped abruptly, and she turned her head away with some disgust, avoiding the fat man's salty pig hand, "Guest officer, the slave family thinks that you are probably mistaken, and you should go to the left if you want Mei Ji to accompany the wine." The slave family is the qin Ji of Linglianxiang, who does not laugh or sell herself. ”

Saying that, Qin Ji picked up the pipa and was about to leave.

I don't want the disgusted expression on the woman's face to anger the fat man in an instant, he grabbed Qin Ji's collar with one hand, and waved his hand fiercely with the other, which was a big slap on Qin Ji's delicate face.

"Shameless slut, grandpa gives you a face that can afford you, they are all out to sell prodigal hooves, what to sell!"

Seeing this, Wen Xiaoyun's face immediately sank.