Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Moon Tower
The girls of Baoyuelou do not embroider, they run an embroidery needle business, the so-called as long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle is sharpened into a needle, and the kung fu of these girls is good......
Today is to come in disguise for leisure, so Fan Xian and his entourage changed to an ordinary carriage in one place, and came to a secluded place in Xicheng, stopping in front of a three-story wooden building.
Fan Xian moved a little on his eyebrows today, and nodded a few small pockmarks on his left cheek, which made his face a little darker, in a society where information is not developed, I believe that few people can guess that he is now the famous Fan Tisi in Kyoto.
Baoyue Tower is a wooden building, and the general wooden building should be repaired to more than three floors, so the interval between the floors will be compressed to ensure the stability of the wooden building. But the distance between the buildings of this Baoyue Building is very high, and even standing in front of the building, you can clearly see the skylight behind the building.
Fan Xian knew that the wood of this building must be the best wood transported from the north, so he walked towards the building, and his palm seemed to unconsciously brush over the huge pillar next to the door, confirming his judgment.
At this time, it was too early, but there were already many guests sitting in the hall on the first floor, facing a small platform about Xu Fangyuan, and a plainly dressed girl on the stage was playing the guqin, and the sound of the piano was loud, enough to clear the heart.
Fan Xian squinted slightly, feeling more and more that this brothel was not simple. The three of them followed the instructions of Zhike to the second floor, chose a table behind the building and sat down, Fan Xian sat at the edge of the railing, and motioned Deng Ziyue and Shi Yanli to sit down with their eyes. Sit against the railing. His eyes drooped slightly, and he found that the picture of the fairy palace was depicted with blue and gold paint under the railing, and he couldn't help but think that this newly opened building, even the details were so luxurious. This owner's wealth is really abundant, it seems that Mu Tie's judgment is not wrong, and it must have something to do with those princes.
This Baoyue Building does reveal a trace of eccentricity, and this eccentricity comes from elegance and inconsistency.
It doesn't fit the style, it doesn't fit the brothel paradigm.
There is no turtle to greet him, there is no bustard to coax him with fat powder, and he can't even see a few glamorous women with bare breasts and veils, and there is a fresh smell, which doesn't look like a brothel. Fan Xian has been in Beijing for a year and a half, and he has also set foot in this kind of sound and color place a few times. But it was the first time he saw this pattern, and when he leaned on the railing and looked out, his heart moved slightly.
This building faces the street. The place is secluded, but behind the building, there is a lake, and the lake is in the shape of a long and narrow lake, which is the famous thin lake in Kyoto.
A few people sat on the edge of the railing. Feeling the cool autumn breeze gently blowing on the lake, it is indescribably refreshing. Fan Xian couldn't help but tapped the railing and squinted his eyes - there were many independent courtyards along the banks of the Slender Lake behind the building. It is just hidden in the autumn trees, occasionally revealing the white ash courtyard wall, extremely elegant, but his eyes are extremely sharp, and he has already seen the sewage ditch behind a small courtyard, faintly stained with silk grease pink red, and he knows that there are many girls living in it, it seems that the front of this Baoyue Building is just a restaurant to welcome guests, but the real happy place is in those small courtyards.
It's like visiting a famous mountain. Fog needs to be hidden in front of the mountain to arouse the tourists' feelings of exploration to the greatest extent.
The three-storey wooden building of the Moon Building is like the clouds and mist in front of the famous mountain, hiding those small courtyards in the back, so as to arouse the idea of prostitution to the greatest extent.
The proprietor of this brothel is really very smart, if the other party is a character who can be bought, and he doesn't have those prostitutes in his hands, Fan Xian may be really interested in asking him to take care of it in the inner library.
However, Fan Xian has always had a very pure attitude towards the livelihood of Qinglou, prostitutes are prostitutes, prostitutes are prostitutes, one is money, the other is meat, even if there are 300 poems on the bread of pork belly, it cannot erase the essence of this matter.
He just glanced at the courtyard by the lake a few times, and couldn't help but shake his head, this soft knife villa, I'm afraid that I will earn a lot a day, and there is another idea that is a little bad, he always seems to be thinking, under the soil of those elegant courtyards, are there some weak women's bones buried?
When he was a little distracted, Shi Xianli had already ordered a few kinds of wine and food. The service of Baoyuelou is excellent, and after a while, two thirteen or fourteen-year-old little maids came over with food plates, and gently rested those extremely delicate porcelain plates on the table, without making a sound, and they were really well-trained.
The food on the plate is also very attractive, a camellia shrimp exudes a faint fragrance, a few yellowish and translucent oil flowers float quietly on a small bowl of chicken soup boiled dried shredded noodles, a home-style oil-soaked beef slices smeared with three-finger-wide shallot shreds, and a few side dishes with wine are also very beautiful.
After the clear-eyed little guy poured the three of them wine, Shi Yanli waved them back. Fan Xian glanced at him with a smile, and admired the natural freedom of this protΓ©gΓ© the most, and dared to make up his mind in front of him.
The clumsy wooden spoon moved slightly in the chicken soup, and the aroma that had been hiding under the soup noodles came out, even Fan Xian couldn't help but be slightly stunned, took the bowl handed over by Shi Xianli and tasted it, and couldn't help but praise it!
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Today, Fan Xian's pseudonym is Chen Gongzi, which was taken with Chen Pingping.
On the wine table, the three of them were like ordinary friends and friends, enjoying the scenery and food, drinking and chatting, and only telling some interesting stories in Beijing. Deng Ziyue is the person in charge of the Qi Nian group, worried about the safety of Tisi, in such a place where he doesn't know friends and enemies, so he has always been a little unable to let go, a little restrained, but under the pressure of the wine and Fan Xian's awe-inspiring gaze, he finally relaxed a little.
After three rounds of drinking, Shi Yanli finally couldn't help frowning, and asked in a low voice, "Chen Gongzi, what are we here for today?"
Fan Xian smiled and said, "Of course, I'm here to try the most luxurious enjoyment in Kyoto......" After confirming that no one was eavesdropping around, he said softly: "Mu Tie told me such a place, of course he has what he meant, but he didn't dare to explain it, and there must be a hidden secret in it, so I occasionally moved to take a look." β
Shi Yanli shook his head. said with a wry smile: "Although I also pity the woman in this building, but ...... Selling a career of laughter is common all over the world, and Qinglu allows. Why should you put yourself in danger? β
Fan Xian took a thin and translucent beef slice with the tip of his chopsticks and put it into his lips, chewed it slowly, and said with a smile: "This Baoyuelou killed four women in a month, and the ruthlessness of the attack is that even this son is far inferior, so it can be regarded as a study." β
Shi Xianli frowned and said: "Criminal cases are handled by the Kyoto Prefecture Yin, and the Supervision Yuan is only responsible for the officials of the Supervision Yuan, and has no right to meddle in this matter at all, my lord...... I think I have another idea. β
Deng Ziyue drank some wine. He was also a little bolder, and said: "What we want to investigate is the crime of dereliction of duty in Kyoto Prefecture." And ......" He glanced at Fan Xian, and after getting permission, he lowered his voice and said, "This is the real owner of the Moon Building." The Supervision Yuan has not found out, so it is slightly strange. β
Shi Xianli was shocked in his heart, thinking that the secret agents of the Supervision Institute were all over the capital, and there were only nails in the palaces of the princes, and there were many ears and eyes. The strength is amazing, and it only takes one month to find out the entanglement between the second prince and Xinyang. And Baoyue Building is just a brothel restaurant on the surface, and the Supervision Yuan can't find out its real owner!
He pondered in his heart that there was only one possibility for this matter - the brothel was behind the owner and ......
Fan Xian knew that he understood what he meant, and said with a smile: "This owner can actually make the eight major places feel tricky, it seems that someone in the courtyard is covering for him." β
The most powerful thing about the Supervision Yuan is his professionalism and complex and systematic organizational structure, and it is extremely difficult for the courtyard itself to have major loopholes, and there is a Zhu Ge in one place, which has shocked all those in the know. Unexpectedly, two days after Zhu Ge died. There are people in the Supervision Yuan who are helping the princes again, which is what Fan Xian is most worried about.
He is the chief of the Supervision Yuan, how can he allow someone to spread wild in his own one-acre and three-point land? Therefore, he must come to see this Baoyue Tower for himself today, to see who is quietly putting chopsticks into his own bowl, and by the way, to adjust the boring life of his poor subordinates.
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"What should the student do?" Although Shi Xianli has a calm temperament, he is a scholar after all, and his expression is a little nervous when he does such a thrilling thing for the first time.
Fan Xian said: "You have no power to restrain the chicken, since you have it, it is natural to just take a look at it." He patted Shi Lili on the shoulder: "Public money will entertain you." β
Shi Yanli was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized what the adult meant, and when he thought that he was still unmarried, his face immediately turned red. Fan Xian was a little surprised, and said with a smile: "How can you say that you and Hou Jichang are also talented young people in Beijing, haven't you visited the building before, and there are not a few good girls?"
Shi Yanli was ashamed and said: "Students are incompetent, students are incompetent. β
Fan Xian couldn't help but laugh and said, "In this kind of place, the word incompetence can't be said casually. β
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After a while, the sky was late, and the sunset reflected the lake, turning into a long oblique imprint, but the weather was not too good, so the golden imprint on the water was a little bleak. The lights in the Baoyue Building were quickly lit up, as if someone had cast a spell, and countless colored lights were hung in a very short time, illuminating the whole building with brilliant lights, and the lights were reflected on the lake surface downstairs, like stars entering the water, which was much more dazzling than the sunset.
The lights are up, Baoyue Tower ushered in its most lively hour of the day, the shadow is enough to see a lot of sedan cars parked in front of the building, although the people who come down are wearing regular clothes, but there is still a self-respecting official atmosphere between the walks, it seems that they are some Beijing officials who often come, and most of these people are accompanied by rich businessmen.
Fan Xian can use the money from the Public High School of the Supervision Yuan to open the bud for Shi Xianli, but the officials of the six ministries are still used to eating big households, which is both safe and face-saving.
The side of the fence was slightly darker, and the figures of the three of them were caged, Fan Xian squinted his eyes to see the light, but he saw a few officials who had seen at the banquet, but those high-ranking officials entered the box directly, and they didn't see who was accompanying them. After a while, the box was probably full, and there were more and more people on the second floor, and the sound of silk and bamboo was mixed with the sound of cheering and cheering, and the women who were wearing bandeau and looking forward to being charming also began to walk between the buildings, and their popularity grew.
Fan Xian looked at the leftover food and cold wine on his table, thinking that if the owner of this building knew his identity, he was afraid that it would be a different situation.
"Have fun. He commanded.
Shi Yanli said nervously: "My lord." Where are you going?"
Fan Xianying said: "I came specifically to the leisure place, of course, I also want to relax, as the so-called don't enter the tiger's den, you can get the tiger." β
He spoke softly, purely. Although Deng Shi and the others had to believe it, there was always a strange feeling that they were not rough enough to enter a brothel, and it seemed that this was the same reason.
Fan Xian smiled and said: "When you stay for a while, remember to talk in a clichΓ©, you don't need to ask any owners, just ask about the daily news of these girls, the more trivial the better, of course." If it's inconvenient, don't ask, don't let people see that we have other intentions, that's the most important thing. β
Deng Ziyue glanced at Lord Tisi. Only then did I really believe that the adults were here to investigate, not to solicit prostitutes, but it seems that it is not the turn of an official of his level to make a move, let alone come to the dignified Lord Tisi.
At this time, the lights in the small courtyards by the lake downstairs had been lit one by one. Blossoming kumquats.
Deng Ziyue got up, waved his hand to call the little servant, and said, "Arrange it for our master." β
The little servant reached out and took the finger-thick gold. sank slightly, and was shocked to realize that these three were actually high rollers, and they didn't dare to slack off, so they quickly notified the well-tongued acquaintance. Mr. Zhike hurriedly came over, and hinted at the apology for the poor hospitality in a very soft and euphemistic manner, and then led the three of them downstairs, carefully supporting them all the way, and chatting at the entrance of the road, as if he wanted to find out where the three high-rollers came from.
Fan Xian ignored him. Walk forward with his hands in his back.
Shi Xianli stood in the back and talked with the acquaintance with a smile, only saying that he was a talent from Jiangnan, and he came to the building, but he didn't know what was interesting in the building.
Zhike said with a smile: "Three masters, in our Baoyue Tower, there is only what you can't think of, there is nothing we can't do, you can play whatever you want." β
While speaking, he secretly glanced at Fan Xiandi's back, of course he could see that this Chen Gongzi was the main person among the three people today, just looking at the bearing of this Chen Gongzi, he was really not a mortal, he didn't listen to his introduction, and he didn't bother to look at himself, and he estimated which son of the Jiangnan family was right.
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The design of the Baoyue Building is very ingenious, from the restaurant down a turn, then to the lakeside, those faintly have the sound of the warbler swallow out of the courtyard is close in front of you, the two worlds, is connected by a few stone paths between the grass, do not disturb each other, do not interfere with each other.
The three of them were led by the guest to enter a courtyard, which was not better than upstairs, as soon as they entered the hospital, there were several beauties who greeted them, smiling and smiling, and holding the arms of the three people into the room, as if they were waiting to return home.
The room is warm, a warm box is placed between the corners, in this early autumn weather, some spring warmth is added, a corner of the wooden table rests on the pot of fake flowers, the petals are all embroidered by the South Silk, exquisite and abnormal.
A burst of greasy fragrance came into his nose, Fan Xian frowned, then turned back with a smile, and said to Shi Xianli, who was embarrassed on a plump woman: "You relax, there is no tigress at home." β
He untied the robe outside, and the woman next to him took it neatly, and said gently: "The wine and food that the master used, at this time, is it to listen to the music, or ...... Drink more?"
Fan Xian sat on the soft couch, waved his hand and said, "Set up a table again, and you want to sing songs, you pinch me first." β
The woman who served him was overjoyed, and said gratefully, "Ye is really considerate. Hurriedly put away his coat, and the little maid poured tea outside, carefully placed it in front of the three of them, and brought a few plates of rare seasonal fruits in Kyoto, and then climbed on the soft couch on his knees, and a pair of Rouyi gently put on Fan Xian's shoulders, and slowly pinched them lightly.
Fan Xian knew that the more he spent here, the more benefits he would get from serving his woman, feeling the strength on his shoulders, thinking that the service of this Baoyue Building was really good, and then glanced at Shi Xianli, who was still a little squirming and uneasy on the side, and Deng Ziyue, who looked serious like he was still rectifying, he couldn't help but scold in his heart that he was useless, and at first glance, he was two chicks, and he really fell into the face of the Supervision Institute and himself.
The woman behind her who rubbed Fan Xian's shoulders fell lower and lower, and the two soft balls directly pressed against Fan Xian's back. Fan Xian suddenly thought that he hadn't asked the girl's name yet, and he hadn't even taken a serious look at the other party's appearance, but somehow, he was a little surprised by his calmness and ruthlessness, and after a little silence, he asked softly, "What is the girl's name?"
"Yan'er. β
The woman's fragrant sleeves were on Fan Xian's chest, and her soft and plump breasts rubbed Fan Xian's back slightly, and the voice of the reply was extremely soft, ringing in his ears, and the slightly hot breath was blowing into his ear holes.
Fan Xian couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand and scratched his ears with extreme scenery, and explained, "I'm afraid of itching." β
He naturally knew that Yan'er was a pseudonym, but the strange thing was that at his previous glance, although this woman was dressed up quite thickly, it could be seen that she was indeed a beautiful embryo, so beautiful, could it be that she was just an ordinary member in this Baoyue Building, and she could be used to casually greet her "nameless"?
Just as spring was getting brighter in the room, the girl who sang the song had already entered the house. Fan Xian looked at the girl's face, and his heart moved slightly, thinking that even she was snatched by Baoyue Tower?