Uncle Lai in the Red Chamber

Chapter 15 Qingsha covers the snow (I tried my best to modify it)
"This Yun'er is the top brand of Jinxiangyuan. Brother, I have been coveting it for a long time, but unfortunately there has never been a sign. Coincidentally, there was news about their house two days ago. I looked for a beauty to match a hero, and paid the money in advance. I’m waiting to let my brother have a taste today!”

On the way, Xue Pan shook his head and expressed his gratitude to Feng Ziying.

Lai Shangrong didn't understand the business of combing and didn't think anything of it yet, but Feng Ziying and Wei Ruolan were very knowledgeable.

Wei Ruolan smiled and said: "Wen Long is still so heroic! I'm afraid you won't be able to get it together without three to five thousand silver, right?"

Although he and Feng Ziying were also playboys, there were also levels of playboys. Usually three to five hundred taels was not a problem, but three to five thousand taels was hard to come by, let alone use it to groom a brothel girl.

Feng Ziying originally thought she was just drinking flower wine, but she didn't expect such a big deal. She wanted to refuse but was a little reluctant, so she just said vaguely: "I've passed! I've passed, brother!"

Xue Pan patted his chest and said: "A little money is nothing. I, old Xue, admire heroes like my brother the most."

There was a bit of reluctance in her words: "I'm not bragging, Yun'er's appearance and figure are not outstanding. What's even more rare is that she is proficient in playing, playing and singing. However, she is lucky to be able to serve her brother. If someone else's brother I still can’t bear to part with it!”

While they were talking, a group of people walked across the street to Jinxiang Courtyard.

As soon as I entered the gate, I saw a middle-aged lady dressed coquettishly, walking towards me with small steps, throwing out the gauze scarf in her hand as she walked.

Putting on a formulaic smile, he half leaned on Xue Pan and said with a smile: "Uncle Xue is here! Miss Yun'er has been looking forward to you for a long time!"

Xue Pan pushed the madam away in disgust, dusted his chest and said, "Have everything been arranged?"

"Everything is arranged according to your instructions!"

"Brother, please!" Xue Pan bowed to Feng Ziying in a low-key posture.

Jinxiangyuan is composed of courtyards. Following the guide Gui Gong, we meandered to Yunxi Villa surrounded by white walls and black tiles. A two-story building was vaguely visible through the eaves of the fence.

When everyone walked to the Chuihua Gate, Xue Pan quickly grabbed Feng Ziying, who was in the lead, stretched out his hand and patted her hard twice.

Just listen to the sound of "clang rang rang", followed by a sudden uptick in the tone, leading to a high-pitched sound. The sound is crisp and round, just like beads running on a jade plate, one after another but not mixed, urgent but not chaotic, which makes several people intoxicated. .

After a while, after playing the song, I still had unfinished thoughts and endless aftertaste.

"How's it going? This is a song specially arranged by my little brother. It's called 'Eight Sides of Majesty'." Xue Pan looked like a victorious rooster, holding his head high and saying something arrogant, leading everyone in.

As soon as I entered the courtyard gate, I saw a charming woman in white, leaning against the door curtain and holding a pipa in her arms.

He bowed to everyone.

"Master Xue ordered that Uncle Feng is the victorious general. This song 'House of Flying Daggers' Yun'er is making a fool of himself!"

Wei Ruolan and Feng Ziying burst out laughing. Lai Shangrong II is a man who manages his expressions and emotions quite well. Before, he was confused about the title of "Eight Sides of Power", which he heard familiar but had never heard of. Unexpectedly, it was Xue Pan who reported the error. .

Xue Pan was not embarrassed and let Feng Ziying stand in front of him and said with a smile: "No matter how many ambushes he has, I only know that my brother will come back victorious and majestic from all sides."

Lai Shangrong burst out laughing. This Xue Pan was quite a talent. He was shameless and good at making jokes. As for the arrangement before entering the house, if he had put it in his previous life, he would have been a public relations expert at least.

The entrance to the courtyard in front was too far away to see clearly. Now following Feng Ziying, Lai Shangrong looked at Yun'er.

Although she is also a complete beauty, she does not have much stunning feeling. She is still inferior to Qingwen, let alone Qin Keqing, Chai, Dai and others.

However, under the green gauze skirt, Pinting's figure is looming, her buttocks and legs overlap as she walks, and the light gauze shirt is barely visible, and two bright moons stand out from each other.Sure enough, a man relies on his clothes and his horse relies on his saddle. This kind of outfit adds a bit of charm and hazy beauty to this brothel woman. No wonder Xue Pan still lingers on the land of fireworks with a beauty like Xiang Ling by his side.

Lai Shangrong had no interest in brothel girls. He just came here and couldn't leave early, so he followed the gourd's pattern and chose a girl who was quite promising.

Due to the shadow of his previous life, he has always had a limited taste in wine.

Visiting a brothel is like singing at a KTV in a previous life. Without the catalysis of alcohol, there always seems to be something missing, making people uninterested.

Compared with the three people who were bohemian, they seemed out of place.

"Does this young master look down on my sister Yun'er?"

Yun'er was originally a brothel girl with long sleeves and good at dancing. She had noticed Lai Shangrong's strangeness for a long time and couldn't help but ask.

Xue Pan chuckled and said, "Brother Lai has no interest in you promiscuous women!"

Yun'er made a pitiful gesture, and said: "Could it be that Mr. Lai looks down on us lowly people!"

It's not that she really cares about her life experience, pretending to be pitiful is just a common tactic used by women in entertainment.

Sure enough, just as she put on a pitiful posture, Feng Ziying hurriedly explained: "Where! Where! Brother Lai is a scholar, not like me who is used to rough things!"

Yun'er took advantage of the situation and took Feng Ziying's arm, held it in his arms, shook it and said coquettishly: "Even if he is a scholar, he is wild and unruly when he comes to our place. There is no one who can sit upright like him. Master, please don't deceive Yun'er, unless... …”

"Unless what?"

"Unless this Mr. Lai recites a poem and proves his identity, the slave family will believe him!"

When she said this, Wei Ruolan also started to cheer.

Lai Shangrong stared at Yun'er with squinted eyes and smiled: "A poem is rare, but the girl has a ready-made sentence here!"

(Only after I posted it did I realize that the poem had been deleted again. Please just read it! I don’t dare to post it anymore.)
"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful! What a poem! So wet!" Wei Ruolan was the first to boo.

Even though Yun'er was used to making fun of others, she was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to raise her head, but when she lowered her head, she caught sight of it...

Feeling ashamed and ashamed, she threw herself into Feng Ziying's arms.

Xue Pan on the side looked confused. It was not until he heard the whisper of the girl next to him that he burst into laughter as if delayed.

……

At midnight, Wei Ruolan hugged her from left to right and went upstairs to rest.Xue Pan was drunk and making jokes, so he had to watch Feng Ziying subdue Yun'er. Feng Ziying was concerned about her face, and the two sides were in a stalemate. Lai Shangrong was too lazy to watch them argue, so he took the opportunity to say goodbye and leave.

When they arrived at the gate of Jinxiangyuan, the coachman Hu Si was already waiting at the door.

"Go home!" Lai Shangrong ordered and got into the car.

This trip to Jinxiangyuan also inspired Lai Shangrong. Yun'er's brothel attire is too kitsch. He might as well design some cheongsams, suspenders, etc. Although women in ancient times dressed conservatively, who can care about entertaining themselves at home? Get.

(End of this chapter)