"Old thing, who the wants your dirty clothes, old and not serious!" Someone said disdainfully.

"You don't want it, I want it, Wang Laohan, make a price, I'll buy it." Someone shouted passionately.

"Old whore, keep your mouth clean, I don't allow you to say that about Miss Xiaoxiao." Someone scolded.

"What are you more serious, no one can take your turn, go behind the dog." Someone spoke for Wang Laohan.

"You're quiet, saliva jumping into my tea!" Some people are dissatisfied that the person next to them is too excited.

"Isn't it just a little more saliva? I drink. "Someone directly picked up someone else's tea and drank it all.

……

There was a lot of scolding below, and saliva was flying all over the sky.

Yunqingcheng understood it, it turned out that today was the Oiran ceremony of Tianxianglou, and Xiaoxiao of Tianxianglou would also tour in Yumen Pass for one night, during which Oiran picked guests, enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the good day, and discussed the philosophy of life together.

To be honest, Yun Qingcheng is very interested in this, he has definitely never been to this kind of place on earth before, and he has to see it no matter how he says it today.

While Yun Qingcheng was thinking about it, a fat man in a brocade robe walked towards him and said with a smile:

"Your Excellency is from the Lin Mansion?"

"Yes, is there something wrong?" Yun Qingcheng said lightly.

"I see that my brother is a talent, Yushu is in the wind, and he must be in an important position in the Lin Mansion!" The fat man smiled and said.

"Yes, it's a small leader." Yun Qingcheng said with a smile.

The fat man probably understood the meaning of "little leader", but he didn't know why Yun Qingcheng used such a fashionable word, so he was stunned and said:

"Presumably, Brother Tai is also here for tonight's Oiran ceremony!"

Yun Qingcheng took advantage of the situation, thinking about what the fat man was doing with him.

"Brother Tai is dignified, and he is an important member of the Lin Mansion, he will be able to charm thousands of beauties tonight, fold flower branches, and smash the heart of flowers."

Yun Qingcheng was happy, and secretly scolded this fat man in his heart for being improper, and said with a smile:

"Brother Tai has won the award, let's have fun!"

"Why don't the two of me go together and join forces?" The fat man said with a smile.

Yun Qingcheng finally knew the idea of this fat man, and he didn't agree immediately, and said with a smile:

"What do you call Brother Tai?"

"In the lower Jinling Wang's family, the word morality."

"Contemptible Cloud Town."

"What does Brother Yun think?"

"Accurate!"

They both laughed in unison.

……

Yun Qingcheng sat in a soft sedan car, dressed in white, like a scholar.

This white dress, naturally, was asked by Yun Qingcheng to find Wang Fatzi, wearing Lin Mansion's clothes to go to Tianxianglou to listen to music, and it was embarrassing to be caught by Lin San.

When I first arrived, Yunqingcheng didn't know what the Jinling Wang family was, but from the gilded silk cushions and exquisite mahogany carvings in the car, you can see the strong financial resources of the owner.

The carriage was very stable, and he didn't feel a little bump, and the journey to Tianxianglou was quite long, if it weren't for the fact that there were still people coming and going outside the screen, Yun Qingcheng was really a little worried that he was deceived into going to the waist.

After a while, the carriage finally stopped, and Yun Qingcheng also got out of the chariot and carefully looked at the buildings in front of him.

This is an antique three-story building, there is no bustard, but two delicate girls bent down to stand at the door, adding a bit of elegant charm.

"Brother Yun, did you rest all the way?" Wang Fatzi also got out of the car, and he hugged his fists towards Yun Qingcheng and smiled.

Yun Qingcheng's gaze retracted from the three-story building, he looked at Wang Daodao, and said with a smile:

"It's very good to have Brother Lao's hospitality!"

"This is Tianxianglou, with Brother Yun's proud and heroic posture, I will be able to hug the beauty tonight!" Wang Fatzi said with a smile.

"Brother Daode has a lot of wealth and billions, and he can convince thousands of women." Yun Qingcheng said with a smile.

While talking and laughing, the two walked to the door, and the girls on both sides bowed slightly and said softly: "Son, please come in!" ”

Yun Qingcheng knew that he couldn't dominate the crowd, so he gestured and said with a smile:

"Brother Daodao, please!"

Wang Daode laughed out loud and walked in with Yun Qingcheng's shoulders.

The attic is a traditional atrium design, with a total of three floors, and each place is very ancient, excluding spring, it looks like a serious small teahouse.

At this time, a woman in white came over, saluted, and said:

"Who are the two sons?"

"This son is the morality of King Jinling, and this is my friend." Wang Fatzi said proudly.

"The contemptible Yunqingcheng is just an unemployed vagrant." Yun Qingcheng said with a smile.

The woman in white glanced at Yun Qingcheng without a trace, and said with a gentle smile:

"Two sons, please come with me!"

The woman took the two to a box on the second floor, the wing room was quiet and elegant, and there was a little maid who was making tea.

Then he smiled playfully and said:

"Lin'er has mundane things, and she can't accompany the two sons for a drink, and I hope the officials will forgive me."

With that, he turned around and left.

The smile of the woman in white hooked the soul of the fat man, he grabbed the woman's sleeve and said:

"Is it okay for the girl to accompany me?"

The woman pushed away Wang Fatzi's arm and wrist, and said with a smile: "The son misunderstood, Lin'er doesn't sell her body." ”

After speaking, he walked out, ignoring Wang Fatzi at all.

Wang Fatzi hurriedly shouted: "Lin'er, Lin'er, don't go!" ”

Lin'er turned her head lightly and said playfully:

"If Childe really likes Lin'er, let's enjoy Lin'er's little songs more!"

Wang Fatzi looked at Lin'er's departing back and sighed:

"Brother Yun, I really like this, but it's a pity that it's a clean man."

"With the status of Brother Wang, he can't even get a Qinglou woman?" Yun Qingcheng asked tentatively.

Wang Fatzi said again: "Brother Yun misunderstood, although my Wang Daode is a womanizer, he has never made it difficult for others, and he is only willing to impress the beautiful woman with sincerity, and there are still many romantic debts that cannot be repaid." ”

Looking at Wang Daodao's awe-inspiring appearance, Yun Qingcheng believed it for half a minute, but he felt that something was wrong, this fat man was not a serious person at first glance, and he couldn't believe the nonsense he said.

In a blink of an eye, a little maid stood by the tea case, about thirteen or fourteen years old, with small double-ring sideburns, childish, beautiful and lovely.

"Girl, how old are you?" Yun Qingcheng smiled gently.

The little maid was a little shy, and said softly:

"My lord, the little girl is fourteen years old."

Looking at the delicate appearance of the little girl, Yun Qingcheng was a little unbearable, the way out for these maids in the future may only be to stay in Tianxianglou as a dusty woman, unchanged, until the fragrance disappears.

Yun Qingcheng was moved by compassion, and couldn't help but want to say a few more words to her.

"Have you ever been to school?"

"My lord, I have never been to school, and it is a great gift to be taught by Miss to be able to say two sentences." The little girl lowered her eyebrows and whispered.

"What words do you know?"

"Yu Gongzi, I know that red beans are born in the southern country, and a few branches are sent in spring, and I also know that I wish you to pick more Jiejie, this thing is the most lovesick, and there are ......"

The little maid thought about it and said embarrassedly:

"I'm sorry, sir, I can't remember."

"It's okay, come to me." Yun Qingcheng waved his hand at the little maid, and at the same time attached a harmless smile to the animal.