Every Qinglou lady has a knife hanging over her head......

After the age of 20, if the prostitute has not met a rich person who has taken a fancy to him to help him redeem himself, and he has not saved enough private money to help him redeem himself, his fate will become extremely cruel and miserable......

The Qinglou is actually the most advanced brothel hook bar, and there are even worse prostitutes under it, once the prostitute is old and yellow is squeezed out of the youth by the Qinglou, except for the proprietor Kaien left a few clever servants and mothers, the rest will be sold to these commoners to haunt the place.

Once the prostitutes were sold here, they never had the chance to meet wealthy high rollers and official aristocrats...... I won't have a chance to be a man again! Those hungry and thirsty spring buyers who are as stinky and dirty as wolves, throwing some copper coins can toss their sister for a night...... The huge gap and torture will make the women in those brothel and prostitution quickly age, and then usher in death in the midst of illness......

Chun Niang looked at the black lace dress on the table calmly, and then smiled bitterly...... "Stinky boy, my sister will be nineteen years old next month...... That's fast! Sixteen-year-old was combed by the first guest...... Zixuanlou sold me a hundred taels of broken melons for red money! One hundred taels ...... In a few years, if I don't have enough money for redemption of four hundred taels, according to my nature...... The eldest lady is afraid that she will sell me to the prostitution in the outer city to suffer! But I'd rather die than go there! ”

Song Wen's heart suddenly ached, and he said, "Don't worry!" I'll help you with ......."

Chun Niang glanced at Song Wen: "You are just a little turtle with some ghost ideas...... How can there be so much money? Don't think I don't know about you and that skinny green slave...... If you have money, keep it for her to redeem herself! However, the female doll's posture is ...... It's amazing, Zixuanlou is afraid that she will be raised as a future Oiran! As far as she learns the piano, calligraphy and painting, the teachers she hires may cost hundreds or thousands of taels of silver...... Even if she is not taken away by dignitaries and dignitaries in the future, I am afraid that she will have to ask for a ransom money of tens of thousands of taels! You...... Alas......"

Song Wen's heart was a little blocked after saying this, but the troubles were immediately driven away by Song Wen......

Since you plan to mix in this green building, is it so difficult to make a few dollars? What I'm worried about is actually to buy the green slave's deed of sale before the green slave is combed by the guests!

In that case, the green slave would not have lived with his head bowed as a good prostitute...... If the green slave is ruined, even if she doesn't dislike her, she will definitely not be happy!

Those famous prostitutes of the present and the generations to come...... What is Master Li, Chen Yuanyuan, and the apocryphal Du Shi Niang, how can any of them have a good end?

Song Wen's body is fifteen years old this year, and the green slave is twelve years old...... A skinny horse girl who has been cultivated since childhood will have to succeed in art for at least four or five years!

The green slave has been learning the art for more than a year, that is, at least three years left! Within three years, he will at least monopolize Zixuan Mansion or accumulate tens of thousands of fortunes......

The ...... of the hemp pie In this way, the task is indeed a bit difficult!

One big and one small, one male and one woman looked at the black silk dance costumes and small clothes and short skirts on the table, each with a ruthless ...... Let's start fighting tonight!

Some gossip was quietly spread out by a few little turtle fathers arranged by Song Wen, and the old bustard didn't pay much attention to it...... Chun Niang is actually a good look, but her pungent temperament is a little unpleasant, so there have been few guests.

This time, it will be up to her and Song Wen's kid to toss, if it doesn't work, kill her temperament, and then let the little turtle who is a little carried away have a lesson...... With so much money wasted, a meal of boards is definitely going to be there.

At night, the red lanterns of Zixuan Tower were hung high again...... The old bustard drank tea and glanced at the closed door of Chunniang's big room on the second floor, but there was no movement at all.

The sparse guests began to come to the door, one by one, playing tea or drinking flower wine, and a few anxious guests also urged...... "Didn't you say that there is any orchid dance in the Tang Dynasty to watch, where is it?" Is it a lie? ”

As soon as the old bustard heard this, his heart began to get angry, why did this rabbit cub Song Wen spread it out early? What if Chun Niang's spicy thing messes up...... Isn't Zixuan Tower a joke?

Just about to go upstairs to see what was going on, there were already kabuki on the small platform in the middle of the lobby of the green building to sing and play the piano, and there was some charm in babbling and dingdong...... The old bustard suddenly remembered that every two days there would be this kind of simple song and dance performance in Zixuan Tower to attract guests, and it seemed that Song Wen also wanted to seize this opportunity to try what kind of Rausch Orchid dance?

The old bustard was still not at ease, so he sent a big teapot up to see if Chun Niang was ready......

The big teapot nodded and ran to the second floor, where the old bustard picked up the tea and drank it again.

Suddenly, the big teapot slipped out with a strange expression, and he stumbled a little when he walked...... When the soul flew out of the sky, he was still a little confused when he walked in front of the old bustard......

The old bustard put the teacup on the table and scolded, "What do you think? It's like losing your soul......"

The big teapot trembled, and hurriedly bowed down and replied: "It's amazing, that Chunniang and Brother Wen made a set of clothes that scared people to death...... I can see it, I can see that my whole body is trembling! ”

The old bustard was puzzled: "Exposed flesh?" Damn rabbit cubs, being reluctant and reserved is the tone that nobles like...... Pretending to be will smash the brand and lose your reputation! This is a green building, not a pickled prostitute in the outer city...... No, I'll have to check it out! This damn little turtle boy shouldn't let him toss around blindly! ”

Before the words fell, I saw several little turtle men extinguishing most of the candles and lanterns in the lobby...... And the door of Chunniang's room on the second floor suddenly opened, and Chunniang's room was brightly lit in the entire dark and ambiguous space, but there was a white screen at the door!

I don't know when two people came up on the platform, an old Hu man who was sixty or seventy years old was holding a long huqin and sitting on the brocade with his eyes closed, and Song Wen sat on the ground...... Holding a leather drum with a bell ringing string in his hand!

Knock Knock...... Knock Knock...... Knock knock knock...... Knock Knock ......

Song Wen actually beat this kind of leather drum in his previous life, after all, this leather drum is the only musical instrument that this dick otaku has learned...... When Song Wen was young in his previous life, he and a few roommates wanted to learn to play the guitar and pick up girls, but he only learned this thing!

A few dicks are learning guitar and making wooden hairpins, and they are confessing love poems...... As a result, a few years later, I found out collectively that in the eyes of the vast majority of girls, these things are simply a clumsy performance of a dick silk incompetently and a toad who wants to eat swan meat!

No money, no good looks...... Even if you can perform the Ascending Suo Spit Fireball, you're just a dick! None of the farts worked......

Where did the silk bamboo, cloud board, pipa and Yangqin of the Great Song Dynasty have such a drum melody? In an instant, dozens of guests and prostitutes were all attracted to attention, and everyone seemed to be silently looking forward to something......

A graceful female figure suddenly appeared on the screen, and it seemed that ...... It seems that the thin clothes are very that、That indecent! However, with the beating of the drum, the woman's figure began to dance...... The action is simple and seductive, showing the ultimate style of women!

"This is the Orchid Dance? Why don't you come out and jump ......"

"That's it, that's it...... So, why is such a hot dance just revealing a shadow! Chunniang came out...... Come out ......."

The old bustard looked at the few guests dressed in scribe's clothes with some humility, and found that these people were mocking something...... But a pair of eyes are also full of curiosity and expectation! It's like seeing a dog that sees Xiang......

The old bustard breathed a sigh of relief and tossed for three days...... It seems that this Song Wen and Chun Niang have learned the means to provoke the hearts of the guests, as long as they don't make a mess! It's a good thing.

In an uproar, the screen at the door of Chunniang was suddenly opened, and under the light, a woman wearing an exotic hair ornament and a headscarf, heavy makeup but a light veil to cover her face jumped out quickly...... Body, body......

The old bustard's mouth was so dry that he almost cursed, God...... This is more economical than the belly pocket of a small coat! This, this is also too indecent...... How could a distinguished guest like such a rude and indecent costume? Oops, I went...... This time it's over......

I saw a short coat, showing fragrant shoulders and revealing a small waist, a belt decorated with silver bells hung a pair of wide, fluffy wide-legged leggings, and a pair of barefoot danced to the rhythm of the drum and walked down the stairs......

The old bustard remembered that this Chun Niang had also studied singing and dancing for three years...... But why didn't I think that this plump figure made Mama Jiao Xi dissatisfied...... Do you have the ability to do this?

The voice of the Western Regions Huqin suddenly sounded high-pitched! The old musician shook his head and began to play frantically, and Song Wen, who was also shaking his head, and the leather drum in his hand also instantly accelerated the rhythm, and a song of Western Regions music that is now almost extinct in the Central Plains region sounded happily in this Zixuan Building......

All the guests left the delicate sister in their arms, lying on the railing, standing under the small platform, crowded at the door, and watched the orchid dance, which had been extinct in the Central Plains for hundreds of years...... This is a gorgeous chapter sung in the night of the Tang Dynasty, and it is also a Chinese song and dance that embraces all rivers!

Wave your hands and shake your shoulders! Turn around and look back...... Kick, bend, spin! There are not many movements, and they are not graceful and delicate enough...... But it burned the primordial blood of dozens of men like a blazing fire!

The music stopped abruptly, and Chun Niang jumped off the stage in an instant and ran quickly to her room on the second floor! Finally, in front of the screen, he suddenly tore off his veil to reveal his flaming red lips and beautiful eyebrows...... Then there was a soft thud and the door shut!