Raiders of the favorite concubine of Qing Dynasty

Chapter 22

It's not quite the same as the brothel I imagined. Although Fengyuexuan looks like a romantic place at first glance, it doesn't have such a strong smell of makeup.

"Is this your first time here?" A woman in her 30s with undiminished charm came towards me.

"This sister has really good eyesight, and I thank you for taking care of me." No woman here will write her age on her face, and I don't think anyone would mind being called younger.

"Xiaolu, lead the guests to their seats." The woman ignored me after she finished speaking, with disdain in her tone, I rubbed my head, did this flattery hit the horse's hoof?
I followed the guy called Xiaoji through the crowded seats. Xiaoji introduced to me that there are first-class seats and second-class seats here. The second-class seats are a little crowded, but the first-class seats will be more spacious.Sure enough, after walking for a while, the front opened up. I touched the money bag, and I didn't know how much I would have left after today.

"My lord, this is your seat. Miss Tibetan Flower ordered it to be reserved for you." After Xiaolu finished speaking, he disappeared in a hurry.

Zanghua in the distance burst out laughing, "Aunt Hong, you really got it wrong this time, he is definitely not a swinger."

The woman called Aunt Hong was the woman Lin Xi met when she came in.

"I'm too lazy to tell you, you just need to know." Aunt Hong scolded.

"Aunt Hong, please don't be angry with me. After a while, you will know whether what I said is true or not."

"I really can't do anything about you. Dress up well and let those men take a good look at my treasure." Aunt Hong waved her hands helplessly.In their line of work, they are used to forcing good people into prostitution, and few of them are free to do so.The **** stood alone in Fengyuxuan and said, I don't know where I can be accommodated, maybe this is the only place left.After dozens of years in the world of mortals, I have seen countless people. This woman obviously has seen through the world of mortals, but most of them are converted to Buddhism. This is the first time I have seen someone like her fall into a brothel. I didn't like it at all, so I didn't ask any more questions. Not everyone can pick up a ready-made treasure for nothing.When I heard her story, I was really surprised. They were all from the past. None of the girls here have any stories. However, her story has nothing to do with romance. eye to eye.

A brothel is still a brothel after all, these men are full of greed, longing, and admiration, but they can't see the slightest respect.I am not such an emotional person, at least not one who is so sentimental for others, maybe this is the fate between people.

The lobby suddenly became noisy, and just looking at the eyes of a group of men in front of them, they knew that a good show was about to begin.Guzheng is melodious, even if I don't know the elegance or the rhythm, I still feel comfortable all over my body.It's a pity that no one appreciates the Tibetan flower girl's wonderful piano skills except me. Those men have long since lost their souls when they saw the Tibetan flower girl's amazing appearance, and their mouths are grinning to the back of their ears.

At the end of the song, the woman I met before cut to the chase and said: "Today, the Tibetan flower girl makes friends with literature. She doesn't talk too much, and the one who pays the highest price gets it. But today, since she makes friends with literature, how can she not have a little wine to cheer her up?" Zanghua girl also came up with an interesting game, if someone is too cash-strapped, they can pay for it with wine, a glass of wine is worth ten taels of silver, of course there is unlimited supply of wine at Fengyuexuan today."

After finishing speaking, of course there was a lot of ebullition below, the servant had already brought up the wine jars and filled a glass on each table, probably to check the authenticity first.I watched everyone drink the wine in one gulp, so I moved it to my mouth hesitantly. Before I touched it, I was choked by the strong smell of wine, which attracted bursts of ridicule from around me. It was obviously a cold liquid, but it burned my throat and stomach like a raging fire. On the surface, I could only lightly turn the cup down to indicate that I had finished it, and then took several sips of herbal tea before drinking it. This burning sensation suppressed.

To put it bluntly, meeting friends through literature is to enjoy the flowers and the moon and chat together. There will never be someone so mad that there is no bottom line.But obviously I still underestimated the lust of men, because the starting price was 50 taels of silver, and after several rounds of bidding, it has reached 200 taels of silver.I was surprised for a while, and muttered casually.

"This brother is probably the first time to come to this kind of fireworks place?"

I turned around and saw a man exuding a dandyism from his bones, a typical tall, rich and handsome man with a good appearance. I have always been happy to talk to him: "Brother has good eyesight, I wonder how you can tell?"

"Meeting friends through writing is not a literal meaning." The man smiled ambiguously, and the meaning behind his words couldn't be more obvious.

I was silent for a while, scolding myself for being stupid, almost treating the brothel as a welfare home.I picked up the wine glass on his table and took a sip: "It seems that I must win."

"Brother, you are so brave, I wish you the best of luck."

The bidding went on for several more rounds, and the money has reached the point where I can't catch it. The big talk has been said, and I can't help but retreat.

"One time for 500 taels of silver, two times for 500 taels of silver..." It seems that the dust has settled.

"600 taels." I shouted boldly, and everyone around me stared at me. As the countdown on the stage, my heart rose to my throat.

"600 taels for the first time, 600 taels for the second time, 600 taels for the third time... Congratulations, my lord... You seem to be overwhelmed with joy." The whole class roared with laughter.

I stood there in a daze, thinking in my heart: There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain, and it will come back after all the money is gone.If you have wine today and get drunk today, don't let the golden cup empty to the moon.

"My lord, I'm here to collect money." A man who looked like a servant stood in front of me.

"Take it." I took out a 100 silver ticket and 20 taels of silver from my purse and handed it to the boy.

"This... lord, this money is not enough." The boy muttered in his heart, there will be no trouble.

"Isn't a glass of wine worth 10 taels of silver? Young Master, I just feel very thirsty right now." I believe that I must be very cool when I say this, and I will never forget my face.

"This gentleman is really bold. Bring wine, of course the rules set by our store will count, but if you can't finish the wine, I will follow the rules." Aunt Hong changed her previous contempt, and looked at this The frail man looks at him differently, who doesn't have the time to be young and frivolous.

I swallowed my saliva, my mind was basically blank, I thought for a while, turned around and said softly to the tall, rich and handsome man: "Brother, please send me to the doctor after I finish drinking, thank you very much."

Soon, 38 full wine glasses were placed in front of me, and I swallowed, people always have to be responsible for their actions.The first cup of cool liquid turned into a boiling fire in my throat, burning my esophagus and stomach all the way, cup after cup, even if I was given a cup of cold water at this moment, I couldn’t tell the difference from strong wine.

"Nonsense, if I hadn't sent my followers to protect you, would you have planned to drink to death here today?" Fulin's voice came, and he, who was always gentle, seemed a little furious.

I don't know how many cups I drank, the heat from all over my body makes my head feel a little hot, "Brother?"

"This is 500 taels of silver. If there is any excess, my second brother is not sensible." Fu Lin didn't intend to intervene, but seeing her drink after drink, he couldn't sit still!

Fulin stood with his hands behind his back, looking straight at Lin Xi with admonishing eyes like a stern father and brother, but the other party was as soft as mud and half leaning on the wine table unconsciously, Fulin sighed, with a gloomy expression She helped up.

"Master, please stop, young master?" The voice of Tibetan flowers came faintly, like an oriole in a mountain stream.

"My second brother is not a good... lustful person, my second brother's favorite girl doesn't know? Then it's unnecessary for him." After Fulin finished speaking, he ignored it, and wanted to leave Fengyuexuan with Lin Xi.

"Master, can you tell me where you live, let me..."

"No need, we'll be leaving in a few days. As far as I know, Miss Tibetan Flower is free." He said everything that should be said and shouldn't be said. Fulin didn't want Wanshi to spare herself for others, but Could not bear to break her mind.

　If you like it, then collect it!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)