big week bad guy

Chapter 63

Pingkangfang is a gathering place of Goulan, where there are both government-backed Jiaofangsi and private brothels.

All kinds of grades are also fully opened for the entertainment of the princes and grandsons, the children of the nobles, wealthy merchants, peddlers and pawns.

Zui Xiaoxiang, which Zhao Xun had been to before, is a leader among the private brothels in Pingkangfang.

Only this time Zhao Xun planned to change his taste.

Although Jiaofang Sima can prostitute for free, the category is too single and boring.High-end brothels are high-end, and the girls inside will chat with you about life and ideals as soon as you go, and platonic love is fruitless.

Even if it is delicacies from mountains and seas, you will get tired of it sooner or later if you eat it every day.

This time Zhao Xun went to a little-known ordinary brothel--Sanjiang Pavilion.

The reason why he didn't go to those head hooks was not because Zhao Xun couldn't afford the money, but because he wanted to keep a low profile.

Zhao Xun is now considered a celebrity anyway, and countless popular oirans in brothels want to curry favor with Zhao Xun, just to get a poem or a half from Zhao Xun.

But Zhao Xun also knew that things like poetry should not be flooded, otherwise they would be worthless.

Of course, the reason why Zhao Xun chose this seemingly ordinary Sanjiang Pavilion out of hundreds of Goulan cottages is largely because of its name.

As a liberal arts student with a major background, Zhao Xun has also written online articles.Like millions of colleagues in online literature, Zhao Xun yearns for the name Sanjiang.

At that time, there was a popular saying in the circle that Sanjiang abused me thousands of times, and I treated Sanjiang like first love.

Proper dog licking gesture.

Although Zhao Xun is very pious, but there are too many monks and too little porridge, Zhao Xun tried his best to get a recommendation from Sanjiang, and he never tired of doing it on the road to the street.

When the Great Zhou Empire saw the name Sanjiang Pavilion again, Zhao Xun felt extremely kind.

Recalling the experience of writing web articles in his previous life, Zhao Xun faintly laughed at himself.

As if the editor yelled "Authors, write the article", Zhao Xun and the others would frantically rush towards Sanjiang Pavilion.

Well, it smells like that.

Think of it as a memorial to the lost life.

Zhao Xun's mentality is very Buddhist, and he followed Jia Xingwen and Wangcai into the Sanjiang Pavilion.

As soon as he entered Sanjiang Pavilion, Zhao Xun felt that the layout of the brothel was very elegant and the atmosphere was very unusual.

"This bamboo is a plus."

Chang'an is the true north, and the north is not suitable for planting bamboo, but Sanjiang Pavilion seems to take good care of the bamboo, and there is no sign of any yellowing and decay.

"Brother Mingyun, you seem to be very satisfied with the Sanjiang Pavilion."

Wangcai is a little unclear.In terms of luxury, this Sanjiang Pavilion is not as good as those first-tier Goulan, but even worse than some second-tier brothels.

But Zhao Xun seems to have a soft spot for the Sanjiang Pavilion, why?
"You don't understand, whether you have been to the Sanjiang Pavilion or not, there are two completely different lives."

Zhao Xun shook his head with a wry smile, Wangcai couldn't possibly understand what he meant.

"The water of the three rivers is clear and can wash my tassels; the water of the three rivers is turbid and can wash my feet."

Zhao Xun chanted casually, which attracted the attention of a group of scholars.

"This brother's poetry is wonderful, the water in the three rivers is clear, and the water in the three rivers is turbid... it is thought-provoking, it is thought-provoking!"

"Of course, clear water and turbid water are the laws of nature, but human beings are independent of the outside world and should not be affected by clear water and turbid water."

Zhao Xun saw that these scholars were quite enlightened, nodded his head slightly and concentrated for a moment and said: "A sage does not stay stuck in things, but can move with the world."

After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves and went upstairs, leaving a few scholars muttering Zhao Xun's words just now.

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Sanjiang Pavilion has three floors.

The first floor is a place for ordinary scholars to drink and have fun. There is only a lobby and no private rooms.

The second floor is where the girls live their daily lives. If elegant people come here, they can play tea and listen to ditties.

As for the third floor... the entire third floor is actually an attic, which only belongs to one person, and that is Han Miaoyi, the oiran of Sanjiang Pavilion.

Although Han Huakui can't compare with those top brothels, he is still considered a leader in the second-tier Goulan such as Sanjiang Pavilion.

It costs 50 taels of silver to listen to Han Miaoyi playing the piano, which is a whole year's expenses for ordinary people.

Its gold-absorbing ability is far incomparable to other kabuki in Sanjiang Pavilion.

Of course Zhao Xun was not short of money, 50 taels of silver was nothing more than a meal for him.

The key is that after eating so many meals with Wangcai, it should be Zhao Xun's performance.

Otherwise, Wangcai would think too much in his heart, and Zhao Xun would definitely feel embarrassed in his heart.

As brothers, it is not beautiful to blindly go whoring for nothing.

Hearing that Duke Cheng's son and his party had come, the old bustard beamed with joy, like a blooming peony.

"Oh, my lord, what brought you here. If you want to come, don't call someone to let me know in advance, so we can ask Miaoyi to prepare in advance. Miaoyi slept late yesterday and just woke up , I still have to wash and wash for a while, so please drink some tea for the time being, so don’t be impatient."

Zhao Xun is at the time of the spring breeze, so naturally he doesn't care about these things.

"can."

After uttering a word lightly, Zhao Xun sat down.

The old bustard naturally waited carefully, tea and snacks were all available, and it was just a matter of feeding them to Zhao Xun himself.

After about a moment, the embroidered door of the attic was lightly opened, and a servant girl who looked like a maid came out from it.

"My lord, my lady is here to invite you."

The word "Miss" was originally used to refer to everyone's ladies, but in Goulan Washe, the top oiran is often called this way.

This is an industry term, just like a brothel woman calling a bustard's mother.

Zhao Xun nodded, and walked into the pavilion one after another with Wangcai and Jia Xingwen.

The women's boudoir is a place that ordinary people can rarely touch, but the women's boudoir in the brothel is different.

Even those young men who perform their arts but not their personalities can't turn away the guests.

Everything is for livelihood.

Zhao Xun walked into the pavilion with the maid, and saw a flower and bird screen facing him.

The house is obviously scented with incense, and the aroma will be poured into the spleen and stomach after a careful sniff, making people feel refreshed.

Going around the screen, Zhao Xun immediately saw a young woman kneeling in front of the piano.

This person was wearing a lake blue skirt, which made his chest slightly plump.But apart from the gully in the chest, she has a long and slender figure as a whole, with shaved shoulders and a willow waist, which is very attractive.

Taking a closer look, this girl has a duck-egg face, her cheeks are condensed with pears, and her nose is greasy with goose fat.

A pair of bright eyes and handsome eyes, paired with vermilion lips and bright teeth, are unforgettable.

This woman is obviously Han Miaoyi, the number one in Sanjiang Pavilion.

It can be said that Han Miaoyi is not the kind of peerless beauty who overwhelms the country and the city, but she is very pleasing.

She has both the rich and noble temperament cultivated by the great Zhou Dynasty with plumpness as the beauty and the delicate, charming and pitiful sentiment of the women of later generations. Few people can look away from her after seeing her.

Zhao Xun is no exception.

"I have heard that Ms. Han's piano skills are superb. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to listen to a piece today."

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(End of this chapter)