Hongwu Daming: Why hasn't my son rebelled?

Chapter 4

From the Forbidden City to the Xihua Gate, there is an avenue called Taiping Street, all the way to the west through the half of Yingtian Mansion, and you will arrive at the most famous red light district in Yingtian Mansion, Qinhuai River!
During the Hongwu period, the Daxing Jiaofang Division made the tertiary industry, which had always been a combination of public and private, completely turn into an official operation. The chief executive of the tertiary industry was Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang of Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Yuanzhang was a very well-organized person. When the Ming Dynasty was established, various systems were established. It is hoped that future generations can abide by these systems, so that the Ming Dynasty can last forever.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who wished to arrange the dressing of this brothel woman, personally issued an edict: "Fangsi Leyi wears a ten thousand-character top scarf, tie a lamp line and a shoulder, and a prostitute with a bright horn and a crown with soap. Same as civil wives."

What do you mean?That is, entertainment practitioners must uniformly wear a "swastika" headscarf and a special belt around their waists. The female employees of the Jiaofang Division wear horned crowns and red-brown waistcoats. They cannot wear the same clothes as ordinary people.

So when Zhu Di led Zhu Qiguai to a street next to the Qinhuai River, looking at the girl by the riverside wearing a horned crown and a russet waistcoat leaning on a building, he immediately whispered:
"Third brother, here we are! The Xiaoxiang Pavilion is just ahead."

Zhu Qi glanced over and saw that the little ladies upstairs were walking back and forth, occasionally accompanied by some guests, although each of them was beautiful, but they really didn't stick out half of their bodies holding silk scarves like in TV dramas Come, use the meatball offensive to try hard to attract customers.

At this time, there is no need to solicit customers. The brothels all over the world are monopolized by the Jiaofangsi family, and the money earned flows into Zhu Yuanzhang's pocket. ah?
So, as long as this industry forms a monopoly, it will easily become such a lifeless appearance.

We have already reached the door, but there is still no group of little girls around, hugging me, Zhu Qi is heartbroken!

It should be like the government-private joint venture in the past, where all kinds of tricks can be done for you.

Zhu Qi is already 15 years old. According to today's sayings, he is an adult. As long as he does not go to the harem, no one will stop him when he enters or exits the Forbidden City. The 14-year-old Zhu Di can come out, naturally because of Zhu Qi. Light.

They followed five guards behind them, and they walked to an exquisite small building. They saw a black gold silk nanmu plaque hanging on the top of the vermilion lacquered gate, with three big characters "Xiaoxiang Pavilion" inscribed on it, with jue engraved on both sides, Jade masonry and carved railings are like the golden palace in Qionglou.

A procuress with half of her shoulders exposed and wearing a waistcoat saw Zhu Qi and Zhu Di, hurried up to meet them, and said with a smile:
"You two young masters, are you here to drink and listen to music, or do you want to stay in the game?"

Zhu Qi straightened his back and looked calm. Although he couldn't understand what the other party was saying, as long as Zhu Di spoke beside him, everything would be fine.

But after waiting for a few breaths, Zhu Di did not speak. Zhu Qi turned his head and saw Zhu Di standing up straight like himself, with a calm face.

Still, a guard behind him with good eyesight took out four coins from his pocket, handed it to the old bustard, and whispered:

"Don't be in a hurry to settle in. Let's find a few girls to eat flowers and wine. This is the money for posting. If it's good, a reward of silver will naturally be indispensable."

Now one penny is equal to one hundred cash, and ten cash is about one tael of silver, and the purchasing power is equivalent to Zhu Qi's 1000 yuan in his previous life.

In other words, when the guard came up, he paid the guard 4000 yuan for "posting money".

The old bustard took the money, immediately beamed with joy, and led Zhu Qi and his party to wait in, and soon arrived at a private room. After arranging Zhu Qi and Zhu Di to sit down, he laughed with him, "Mr. out.

The Xiaoxiang Pavilion is naturally luxuriously decorated and resplendent, but it is still not as good as the imperial palace.

The guard also saw that Zhu Qi and Zhu Di didn't understand the jargon in the hook bar, so he began to explain in a low voice.

At this time in the Ming Dynasty, if you enter Goulan, even if you don’t do anything, you still have to pay money. Most people give you “Dachawei”, that is, sitting in rows under the stage, and the girls put plates on the table and pour tea to accompany them. Chatting, nibbling sunflower seeds and touching little hands, that's all.

On the stage, the girls played and sang, and after that, there were more beautiful girls in light gauze and thin clothes, who were seductive, swaying their buttocks from side to side on the stage.

If the audience can't hold it, then you can find a girl to "live in" together, which means staying overnight, and of course there will be an additional charge.

If you still want to be more elegant and private, you can "eat flower wine", that is, change to a special private room for tea surrounds, and the girls can just serve the people in that room, and "posting" is equivalent to the private room fee.

"Mr. Shang" means Shang girl.

There were also some other insider words, and the guard also said them one by one, enunciating words clearly and thinking clearly, Zhu Qi couldn't help feeling that the talent was by his side.

"What's your name?"

Zhu Qi asked the clever guard.

The rest of the guards cast envious eyes, and the guard also looked happy, and quickly clasped his fists and said:

"Return to Your Highness, the villain's name is Gao Jin."

"Well, I've made a note of it. From now on, when I go out, you will always follow me."

Zhu Qi nodded, and wrote down the name silently. Gao Jin saw that he was a well-informed and eloquent person. No matter how good his skills were, he still needed such a person by his side who could do things and speak quickly.

Gao Jin hurriedly lowered his head and said:

"Yes."

After all, he stood by the side without saying a word, as if it was another person who explained the nouns just now.

At this time, the old bustard returned to the door, and shouted energetically outside the door:
"You two sons, Mr. Shang!"

After all, the door was gently pushed open, and five fair-skinned, enchanting women walked in with a smile.

These five women have fair facial features, fair skin, and young age. Taken together, they are the kind of people who can't get married without a garage and a million gifts.

Zhu Di who was beside him silently raised his cup and took a sip of tea.

As soon as she saw Zhu Di drinking tea, a woman hurried over and said in a whisper:

"My lord, we've already arrived at our Xiaoxiang Hall, so don't drink tea, this servant will accompany you to drink."

Zhu Di did not refuse the woman to sit beside him, but he still looked a little reserved, looked at Zhu Qi with questioning eyes, and asked:
"Third brother, do we want to drink?"

Zhu Qi asked:

"You can't drink?"

Zhu Di shook his head and hurriedly said:
"That's not true. I'm mainly afraid that if I drink alcohol, I won't be able to hold myself..."

When Zhu Qi heard this, he frowned, and his upright heart became alert all of a sudden, and said to the old bustard in a deep voice:

"Quick! Serve the strongest wine in your Xiaoxiang restaurant!"

"Ah, third brother, isn't this appropriate?"

Zhu Di was still hesitating, but Zhu Qi explained with a smile:
"What are you afraid of? Your third brother and I can drink a thousand cups. If you are afraid that you won't be able to control yourself, don't you still have my third brother? I will definitely hold you down and carry you back."

When Zhu Qi said this, Zhu Di felt relieved.

Zhu Qi wasn't bragging, in his opinion, the degree of wine in ancient times was only a dozen degrees at most, as long as you don't touch wine, it's nothing to worry about.

In my previous life, I had a dinner with my friends, and I directly served the amount of liquor, what a trifle!

Besides, they all come to Daming entertainment venues to gather folk songs. If you don’t drink alcohol, how can you pick the original taste!

In the future, I will make a distilled wine, named Guojiao 1368, and the degree will be adjusted up to [-] degrees, occupying the entire wine market, and from then on I will reach the pinnacle of my life.

Hey, how exactly are distilled spirits made?
The old bustard was also unambiguous, and immediately went out to carry a porcelain bottle and came back. The girls had already sat down on both sides of Zhu Qi and Zhu Di, and there was another girl sitting on the chair opposite everyone, blinking at Zhu Qi. Discharge, while asking:
"Both young masters, do you want your servant to play the zither or play the flute?"

Zhu Qi said:

"Blow first."

The girl nodded with a smile, knelt down and played Xiao for Zhu Qi.

Silk and bamboo music, beauties and wine, what is this called, this is the style of successful people!

"Young master, you have worked hard all the way, drink some wine to moisten your throat."

A girl approached Zhu Qi with a wine glass half the size of a palm. Zhu Qi took a look and laughed. Just this, it's not enough to put a gap between his teeth.

Without even thinking about it, he picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

When the wine entered his throat, Zhu Qi's eyes were rounded, his mouth was grinning, and his stomach was on fire immediately!
This wine is so f*cking that it goes up sixty degrees!There is baijiu in the early Ming Dynasty?
(End of this chapter)