In the middle of the night, the lonely moon hangs high.

Chen Chao yawned and endured sleepiness.

If it weren't for Fang Xiu and Li Zhaoyang's poetry meeting to come to him after the end, Chen Chao would have fallen asleep a long time ago, maybe he would have had a few rounds of spring dreams.

On the way back to the house to sleep, Chen Chao met Hou Ji and instructed:

"Hou Ji, if Fang Xiu wakes up tomorrow and insists on seeing me, let him wait in the courtyard for a while, and take him to the front yard to drink some tea...... Ah~ No, no, I'm going to die. ”

Chen Chao rubbed his eyes that he couldn't open, and he couldn't wait to fall asleep now.

Hou Ji carefully helped Chen Chao and quickly came to the door of the room.

Before entering the room, Hou Ji whispered mysteriously:

"Xiangye, tonight's matter is only known to you and me, don't worry, Madame will never know."

After speaking, Hou Ji pushed the door open: "Please, Xiangye, please use it slowly." ”

Chen Chao chuckled in his heart, what do you mean...... Madame would never know? Please slow down?

What the hell is Hou Ji talking about?

But Chen Chao was really sleepy, and he didn't bother to think about the meaning of Hou Ji's words, so he raised his legs and stepped into the room, ready to sleep.

……

……

In the room, it was dark.

There were only a few candles in the distance, emitting a dim light, and after Chen Chao entered the room, he closed the door casually and walked to the depths of the bed, taking off his robe as he went.

However, before he could take two steps, a melodious sound of the piano sounded in the room.

Chen Chao subconsciously stopped undressing in his hand, turned his head suspiciously, and saw a graceful figure faintly visible behind the tulle curtain, reflecting the dim candlelight. The green silk is like a waterfall, the small face is like a jade plate, the snow-white goose neck is soft and weak, and a pair of Qianqian jade hands are stroking the piano.

This scene made Chen Chao almost scold.

At this moment, Chen Chao finally knew what Hou Ji's words meant before entering the door.

It turned out that this good subordinate secretly stuffed a woman into the room for Chen Chao.

If this matter is placed on someone else, Hou Ji must be rewarded well.

With such subordinates, it is simply a blessing for many children.

But Chen Chao just wants to scold his mother now, although Lao Tzu likes beauties, but he doesn't see the goods of the previous one, what is the difference between that and a stallion?

Before Chen Chao could open his mouth and drive this woman out, she spoke first:

"Childe, the night is long, you might as well listen to the slave family play a song to help the fun."

Without waiting for Chen Chao to agree, the woman began to stroke the qin.

The sound of the piano is melodious and melodious.

There was no way, Chen Chao sat on the round stool with his sleeves up, endured his sleepiness, and fought with the Sandman for 800 rounds while listening to the music of the piano. This girl's piano music is not as passionate as the common piano music of Daji, but it is a bit exotic, like the minor tune of Wu Kingdom, soft and glutinous, like a slowly flowing stream, gentle and not urgent, making people intoxicated in the gentle countryside, unable to extricate themselves.

It's just that listening to it, Chen Chao heard another kind of emotion from the sound of the qin, some resentment and some indignation about the ruin of the country and the family, especially when the sound of the qin is about to end, this feeling becomes more and more intense, and even the technique of playing the piano has become much faster.

After a song, Chen Chao was not so sleepy, and his eyes were bright.

Tonight, there is business to do.

Madame wouldn't know about it anyway.

Once in a while, it can be regarded as adding a little spice to ordinary life.

Chen Chao took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and said very casually:

"The girl's piano sound is really good, it can be called the best in the world, but listening to the girl's piano sound, the girl is not a Daji person, Wu Guoren?"

"Gongzi Gaojian, the slave family is indeed not from Daji, it is from Wu State!" The woman behind the curtain stood up, her hands folded on her waist, and her body was blessed:

"Slave family, red sleeves recruit red bean oiran, I've seen the son!"

Hearing this, Chen Chao curled the corners of his lips and chuckled, knowing in his heart.

It turned out to be the red bean Oiran who came with Fang Xiu and the two.

I heard that this girl's followers in the capital have many admirers, and she is the top brand of the red sleeve move, and she is a must-have piano flute, and she does not sell her body.

Why are you here to play the piano so late?

Chen Chao glanced at the red bean oiran, and couldn't figure out the thoughts of this oiran, so he interrupted: "It turned out to be the red bean oiran, and I have been looking up for a long time." ”

"Childe recognizes me?" The red bean Oiran couldn't help but take a half step forward and asked with some surprise.

Seeing that the Oiran reacted so much, Chen Chao was surprised for a while, but he still chose to continue chatting, "Of course I know, the red bean Oiran is famous, how can I not recognize it." ”

"Why don't you come out and see you, it's a long night, how about we have some wine and chat?"

Chen Chao got up, took a pot of Nanshan pure brew from the cabinet, and invited the red bean Oiran to come out from behind the curtain and talk about life and ideals together.

As for whether it will talk about bed, that's another story.

The red bean girl bit her pink lips lightly, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if she was making a difficult choice. Late at night, it is inappropriate for lonely men and widows to be in the same room, and drinking in front of her is very detrimental to her reputation.

She doesn't sell her body.

When you drink too much and get drunk, who knows what will happen.

After thinking about it, the red bean Oiran was a little hesitant, Chen Chao had already taken out a pot of Nanshan pure brew, took the initiative to step forward, and stretched out his hand, "What?" Dare the girl come into my room late at night to play the piano and play the music, don't you dare to come out and have a drink with me? ”

Crash.

The curtain shook, and the red bean Oiran came out.

The two of them look at each other!

The red bean Oiran hurriedly lowered her head, avoiding Chen Chao's fiery gaze, and sat in the corner of the table, biting her pink lips.

Chen Chao saw the true face of the red bean oiran, and his heart was hot.

What a decent girl from a water town!

The eyebrows were picturesque, like willow branches brushing across the water and rippling in circles, and Chen Chao's heart was itching.

The two sat down, and Chen Chao poured two glasses of wine, "Girl, please." ”

The red bean Oiran stubbornly picked up a glass of wine, touched it with Chen Chao, and then took a small sip.

"Ahem."

The spicy taste on the tip of her tongue made her can't help but wave her little hand and wrinkle her beautiful eyebrows, this wine is too spicy.

Chen Chao saw the embarrassment of the red bean oiran, but smiled, "It's good to get used to it, this wine tastes like this, it's a little spicy." ”

"This is Nanshan pure brew at the poetry meeting?" The red bean Oiran raised her head, looked at Chen Chao and asked.

Chen Chao nodded.

"The Nanshan Poetry Club was opened by Childe?"

"Exactly!"

"Those two poems were also written by Childe? Childe is Nanshan Anonymous? ”

"Drinking" Tao Yuanming was written by his old man, "Will Enter the Wine" was written by the poet Immortal Li Taibai, although Chen Chao did not want to be a deceitful person, but at this time, the answer to this question will be related to whether it will be very sexual happiness at night.

So, for the sake of sexual happiness, Chen Chao replied with a shy old face:

"Of course I wrote it!"

Hearing this answer, the red bean Oiran smiled, drank the remaining wine in the cup, and inevitably coughed.

Chen Chao is very strange, is this Oiran as for it?

The poem wasn't written for her, why was she so excited?

I don't understand, I really don't understand.

What the Chen Dynasty didn't know was that since ancient times, because of poetry, there have been many famous prostitutes who have been famous for centuries.

Chen Chao can write poems, if he can write a poem for her, the name of red beans will be known for centuries.

This is an opportunity, an opportunity in front of the red bean Oiran.

She's going to catch.

And if you want Chen Chao to write poems for her, the red bean Oiran must also pay something, and this payment is tonight.

A glass of wine is enough to make the red bean Oiran's face red, and the red bean Oiran bites her delicate and plump lips, and her eyes cast a strong affection:

"Childe, please drink with us."

"Okay."