Traveling across the heavens starting from the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 15: Just like when we first met, sad painting fan

It was approaching nightfall.

Pingkang Square.

brothel.

The place of hooks.

The red lanterns rolled with vertical keels were lit up one by one, decorating the night of Pingkangfang, telling the world that the lavish nightlife of Chang'an City in the Tang Dynasty was about to begin.

Every house, every building.

The madam arranged for her female prostitutes to solicit business at the door and at the railing on the second floor, and she would flirt with passers-by in the hope of attracting customers.

"Mr. Lang, do you think the Nu family is beautiful?"

"Mr. Lang, would you like to come in and have a glass of wine?"

"Mr. Lang, come quickly."

These are just the cheapest methods used by various brothels to attract customers.

higher.

Some talents would sit in the hook fence and play with their pipa and other musical instruments they were good at, hoping to attract literati with their music.

This type of man is what these brothel girls love.

After all, the brothels of the Tang Dynasty focused on elegance.

Brothel girls especially love literati. Only by reciting poems and writing lyrics can they satisfy their empty hearts.

There are also some brothel girls who just lean on the hook rails, silently watching the passers-by, observing the passers-by who appear in front of them, judging which one may become her benefactor tonight, and then they will coordinate their actions to send a charming Seductive eyes.

Often, men who want to move can't help but stop and walk into the brothel.

but.

Tonight is destined to disappoint these brothel girls who come out to attract patrons.

Not many passers-by stopped because of these female prostitutes working hard to attract customers. They all converged towards the center of the square, as if it was like a whirlpool.

It attracts the attention of those who come to Pingkangfang tonight to have fun.

Li Huaian was also among the crowd.

Go with the flow.

The closer you get to the center, the denser the crowd becomes. They start to rub shoulders with each other and become more and more crowded, making it difficult to see clearly what’s going on in front of you.

Simply.

Li Huaian also stopped watching.
So he turned his attention to the man in green robe next to him and said hello: "Li Huaian, I have met this gentleman."

The man in green robe was still on his feet, stretching his head and trying to look inside. Suddenly he heard a voice coming from his ear, and he was startled. When he saw clearly that someone around him was greeting him, he quickly retracted his body. , start.

"Cui Yu, I have met Li Langjun."

The two exchanged names.

Li Huaian asked curiously: "Cui Langjun, why are everyone walking in this direction tonight? Aren't there also good brothels around here? I think the beauties in these buildings are also good."

"The pipa is played beautifully."

"Why doesn't anyone go?"

It’s been a long time since I came to Chang’an City.

It was his first time to set foot in Pingkangfang.

Although I entered Pingkangfang in advance to play tonight, my eyes were darkened and I didn't know what would happen tonight.

When I was visiting, I only took a rough look at the appearance of the brothels on the roadside in Pingkangfang, and didn't dare to take a step inside.

Cui Yu looked at Li Huaian and said, "Li Langjun hasn't been in Chang'an City recently?"

Subsequently.

Without waiting for an answer.

Then tell the reason for this.

"It seems so. Li Langjun doesn't even know what day it is. Today is the day when Su Ruoqiu, the oiran of Pingkangfang Flower House and Wanhua House, the number one flower house, comes out of the palace."

He pointed at the crowd around him.

"Have you seen these crowds? They are all people who want to see the appearance of the courtesan Su Ruoqiu."

Done.

Cui Yu felt a little sad.

"I don't know how such a beautiful woman will end up taking advantage of some shameless old man."

"It's disrespectful. I'm so old, and I don't know if I can stand up. Tonight, I have to come to compete with us young people for Su Ruoqiu's chance to join the cabinet. It's not shameful at all."

"Bah, scumbag."

Li Huaian was a little speechless. Looking at Cui Yu who looked ashamed to be in the company of a group of old men, he asked curiously: "Aren't you afraid that your father will be here too?"

This must have been common in ancient times.

Father and son go to a brothel together.

At most, they can play their own things without disturbing each other, let alone find the same woman to accompany them.

Even when a son meets a woman who often accompanies his father in a brothel, he must maintain a certain amount of respect and distance.

Because no one knows whether this woman will be bought home by her father.

Besides.

The same goes for friends.

Only when the other party clearly expresses his attitude and no longer loves the female prostitute, will other people take action.

After all, this is a matter of face.

"how is this possible."

Cui Yu shook his head in denial.

Then, with a proud look on his face, he said: "My mother is very strict with my father. Before I went out today, I saw my mother blocking my father at home."

Between two people talking.

The crowd loosens up.

Some people slowly started to leave.

From time to time there were some comments from the crowd.

"You can only enter Wanhua Tower with five skills. Is the madam of Wanhua Tower going crazy for money?"

"Yes, five guan of money, plus some more, can already buy a maidservant."

"No, the appearance of the maid is still the same."

"Let's go and find some drinks in other flower houses."

"I'm going to treat you today. Five dollars is enough for the two of us to find a few beauties in other buildings to wait on us. We can't go to Wanhua Building tonight."

"I don't know who Su Ruoqiu will win."

"Can you write poetry?"

"No, will you?"

"I do not know either."

“Writing poetry is something even dogs don’t do.”

"Hahaha."

After the two big men finished speaking, they looked at each other and smiled.

Unexpectedly, the more proud you are, the faster trouble will come.

At first, the literary talents around heard the conversation between these two big men, and they still had some approval. After all, many of them were short of money and did not have much money for whoring.

However, when they heard that these two big men belittled poetry, the crowd immediately became excited.

"You're such a rough guy, you're so insulting to gentleness."

"To say that dogs don't write poetry is to treat us literati as dogs."

"Everyone, beat these two shameless rough guys."

Someone is leading the way.

The surrounding literati immediately began to gather around, wanting to reason with the two big men, to see who was the dog and whether dogs could not write poems.

have to say.

The literati in the Tang Dynasty still had a lot of strength.

It is very different from the literati after the Tang Dynasty.

because
Among these literati, Li Huaian saw someone with a sword on his waist.

When some literati walk around, they look like they are regular exercisers.

speak up.

Li Bai seems to be not only a great poet, but also a very famous swordsman.

It can be seen that the literati in the Tang Dynasty still believed in martial arts in their bones, and they were full of thoughts full of martial ethics. They were always ready to talk to you about unreasonable principles and martial ethics.

At this time.

The two big men also reacted. Their words just now may have aroused everyone's anger.The two of them looked at each other and shouted quickly: "Brother, if a good man doesn't suffer the loss in front of him, run away. Don't be like these stupid literati."

"Okay, big brother."

"See you at Chunyue Tower. I like the beauty Kisaragi."

Li Huaian watched a play.

I saw the toughness of the literati of the Tang Dynasty.

The troublemaker ran away.

The crowd dispersed.

At this time, the road to Wanhua Building gradually became less crowded due to the cost of entering the building, and it was no longer as crowded as before.

People who left Wanhualou began to shuttle among the brothels in Pingkangfang, looking for the beauty they liked. They were ready to spend this hot night and vent their accumulated passion for Su Ruoqiu, the courtesan of Wanhualou. On the beauty in my arms.

"Brother Cui, let's go together."

Li Huaian looked at the Wanhua Tower not far away and invited Cui Yu beside him.

"This."

Cui Yu hesitated and said: "Brother Li, it's not that I won't go. When I came to Pingkangfang this time, I brought three guanqian of silver. I originally thought that I would pay the entrance fee with one guanqian and participate in tonight's competition for the oiran. Poetry competition to see if there is a chance to win the heart of a beautiful woman."

"If it fails, the other two coins will be reserved for the night at Wanhua Building."

"I didn't expect that the madam of Wanhua Building is really not a human being. This year, the entry fee for the building was increased, and it was even increased by five guan."

"I'd better not go. Brother Li can go alone. It's also good for me to spend the night in another flower house tonight."

Done.

Cui Yu turned around and left.

see.

Li Huaian stopped her and said, "Brother Cui really doesn't want to go to Wanhua Tower to see Su Ruoqiu's appearance. I just heard from those people that before Su Ruoqiu leaves the cabinet tonight, she will dance in the Flower Tower to entertain the guests who go to Wanhua Tower."

The reason for stopping Cui Yu.

It was entirely because he entered a brothel for the first time and didn't know how to play, so he needed a guide to accompany him.

A temptation.

Cui Yu was really reluctant to leave Su Ruoqiu, and said sadly: "However, Cui doesn't have enough money to set foot in Wanhua Tower. It seems that he has no chance to be an oiran."

"I paid Brother Cui's money to enter the building."

Li Huaian made a promise, five ounces of silver, which was very easy for him, just as the cost of being a guide for the other party.

Get promised.

Cui Yu immediately walked towards Wanhua Tower without forgetting to turn around to urge him.

"Brother Li, what are you waiting for? Let's go quickly. We won't find a good spot in a while."

Just now it seemed like life or death was a matter of life and death, and it was hard to make a decision.

As soon as I heard that someone was paying, my attitude immediately changed.
"This guy,"

Li Huaian quickly caught up.

along the way.

Cui Yu introduced to Li Huaian the rules for entering Wanhua Building tonight.

"Brother Li, let me tell you that you don't need to pay to enter the Wanhua Building on weekdays. The reason why you have to pay tonight is actually to screen some guests who enter the Wanhua Building."

"All the brothels in Pingkangfang are like this."

"It's also a way for brothel madams to make money by choosing courtesans every year."

"What I didn't expect was that the madam at Wanhua Tower was really too greedy."

"It's no wonder that Su Ruoqiu is so famous in Chang'an. Not only is she good at poetry and song, but she is also proficient in all kinds of dance music. I heard people say that Su Ruoqiu's new Hu Xuan dance is even more fascinating."

"I will regret it for the rest of my life if I don't read the rumors."

Cui Yu showed his longing.

Li Huaian interrupted: "You should tell us now that we have paid to enter the building, what should we do, and how will the poetry competition be conducted?"

"Oh."

Cui Yu came back to her senses and said: "It's actually simple. If you pay money and enter the Wanhua Building, if you want to participate in tonight's poetry contest, there will be maids in the Wanhua Building offering pens, inks, paper and inkstones for people to compose poems on the spot. For those who don't want to participate in the poetry contest, If you are a person, you can just find a place and wait for the oiran to come out to meet the guests tonight and perform a dance or play a song to express your gratitude to the guests who paid money to come in tonight."

"The rest depends on whose poem Su Ruoqiu likes."

"Those who are unsuccessful can also give up and concentrate on finding beauties, drinking and having fun in Wanhua Tower."

Listen to the rules.

Li Huaian didn't believe it: "Is it that simple?"

This is a little different from the brothel oiran he resembles.

In movies and TV dramas, every time you encounter a brothel oiran, there will be an unprecedented competition.

Let thousands of talented literati compete for and be jealous.

Only by looking like an oiran can people flock to her.

in the novel.

There is also a plot to compete for financial resources.

not to mention.

Li Huaian made full preparations to come to Pingkangfang to visit the brothel. He brought a lot of money with him. If the situation was bad, he planned to use the glass products in the system's private warehouse.

In short.

If he fails to compose a poem tonight, he will use his money to kill the oiran.

As a result, Cui Yu told him that competing for the oiran was not that troublesome. It was all up to the oiran to choose the person of his choice, as well as the poems to choose the benefactor tonight.

It gave him the feeling of a heavy punch hitting cotton.

"Of course it's that simple."

Cui Yu looked like an old man from a brothel explaining things to a newcomer.

"If the poetry contest for the courtesan lasts until very late, then everyone will have to accompany it. In the end, there will be nothing to enjoy. We can't all just watch eagerly as the winner enters Su Ruoqiu's boudoir."

"That way, the losers won't fall out in one night."

"Besides, Su Ruoqiu may not always be there, but oirans are available every year. Without Su Ruoqiu this year, maybe next year's oirans will be better."

"We are here to have fun, not to suffer. There is no need to be too persistent."

"It is not something a gentleman would do to make an elegant matter so embarrassing. Only the two rough men just now would mess around like this."

Done.

Cui Yu whispered to Li Huaian: "Brother Li, let me tell you a piece of gossip. I heard that Yuhualou has secretly cultivated a beauty who is not inferior to Su Ruoqiu, and plans to use her to compete for Chang'an Oiran next year."

"When the time comes, I'll still be with Brother Li."

There was a meaningful light in his eyes.

Paid ten taels of silver.

Li Huaian and Cui Yu walked into Wanhua Tower together, and immediately a maid came up.

"Two gentlemen, please come with me."

Done.

The maid led the two of them to a book table.

"The two gentlemen can leave their respective poems here, and I will send them to Miss Su's boudoir for her to read."

"it is good."

Li Huaian and Cui Yu nodded, each picked up the brushes on the desk, took out a piece of paper, and began to write.

"Brother Li, can you take a look at what poem you want to write?"

Cui Yu held the brush and hesitated, not knowing how to write. Seeing that Li Huaian didn't write either, he leaned over curiously.

"Not ready yet."

Li Huaian replied.

For him, this sentence was not false in the slightest, and he really hadn't thought about it yet.

No no.

But I don’t know how to choose.

Three Hundred Tang Poems.

Don't know which one to choose.

"Quiet Night Thoughts"?
It's certainly not appropriate for this occasion.

Subsequently.

Li Huaian went through the ancient poems he could remember in his mind and began to put pen to paper.

Seeing this, Cui Yu simply stopped writing.

"If life is just like the first time we met, why is the autumn wind a sad picture?"

(End of this chapter)