I don't want to be a concubine when I was reincarnated in the ancient neon

When Huazhi heard the word "Duannv", her face was pale, she bit her red lips lightly, and there was a touch of sadness on her beautiful and cold face.

Duannu is the lowest class of traveling girls. They not only receive a large number of customers every night, but also have to work during the day. After intensive day and night hard work, they often become old and faded in their twenties, and they are completely useless.

Living in the world, even if she is a famous trick like her, it will be glamorous on the surface after all, but in fact she can't help herself.

The old bustard treats you with a pleasant face, because he is willing to give you face, but it does not mean that you really have that face.

Just like now, the old bustard can knock you down with a single word.

Seeing that Huazhi's attitude softened, Xingniang knew that the blow had arrived, and... she glanced at the silent Xiwu, and knew that the goal of killing chickens and monkeys had also been achieved.

"Good girl, mom doesn't mean to embarrass you. You have been idle for ten days. It's time to pick up guests. Someone has ordered you. Prepare well tonight." Xingniang said, turning to Xiwu again, her attitude became amiable.

"You don't have a stage name yet, do you?"

"Use the name Xiwu." Xiwu said.

"Xiwu, that's fine."

Xingniang said, and then pushed Xiwu to Huazhi: "I'll leave Xiwu to you, you have to teach her well."

Huazhi glanced at Xiwu, nodded slightly: "I see."

Xingniang gave a few more instructions, and left with the two women, leaving Xiwu and Huazhi alone.

The two beauties who are all over the country and the city are alone in a room, and the whole room is a little bit more fragrant.

Just when Xiwu was embarrassed, Huazhi asked, "Are you literate?"

"Get to know a little bit."

Huazhi heard this, and looked at Xiwu in surprise: "Whether you were implicated by the family or trafficked... Forget it, anyway, no matter what your background is, it's the same here."

Huazhi finished talking on his own, got up and went to the bookshelf to take a book and handed it to Xiwu: "Start reading from the first page, and ask me if there are any words you don't understand."

"Hmm." Xiwu opened it curiously, and found that it was some very common everyday expressions, but each word was marked with precautions for pronunciation.

Then, two beautiful women sat in front of the desk, one was writing and the other was reading.

"I'm going to pause here, listen to me read it again..." Huazhi interrupted Xigiri from time to time, and demonstrated it himself.

"The pitch here should be higher, don't speak in such a hurry..."

……

Reading is very boring, Yugiri secretly glanced at the content written by Hanaji, the short sentences seemed to be so-called haiku, and lost interest in an instant.

After all, Neon’s so-called haikus are ancient modern poems in her opinion, for example:

"I know this world is as ephemeral as dew. However, however."

Another example: "My hometown, when you touch each other, there are flowers with thorns."

When Xiwu looked back, he happened to meet the gaze cast by Huazhi.

Immediately, she brushed her black hair together in embarrassment, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, she turned her head to continue reading.

"What's the matter, can you understand haiku?" Hanaji asked with a proud tone.

After all, haiku is equivalent to poetry in neon, and very few women understand this.

Xi Wu quickly shook her head: "I don't understand."

Seeing Xiwu's honest appearance, her sense of Xiwu improved a lot.

"Don't you wonder why I don't teach you the skills of sleeping in bed and entertaining, but teach these boring speech frustrations instead?"

"No, I think this is pretty good." Xiwu replied, she is not a sex girl, who likes that kind of quilt pillow for entertainment.

Huazhi explained to himself: "In front of the guests, I have strict requirements on all my behavior, speech, response, advance and retreat, frown and smile... Your voice is very nice, but it's just nice, and you want to seduce men The heartstrings still need to be learned.

As for the matter of bed and pillow entertainment, I have always felt that I will teach you such things, it is better for you to see them yourself.I will pick up the guests at night, you just stay in the cabinet over there and look at it, let’s start by understanding the relationship between men and women. "

"Ah?!" Xi Wu was startled, her little face flushed slightly, "You... that, you let me see, aren't you shy?"

"It seems that you already understand the relationship between men and women, so it will be much more convenient. What you can learn at night is up to you." Huazhi glanced at Xiwu sideways, with a warm memory on his face, and said, "Why do you want to learn something? Ashamed, Mr. Xiang once said, 'Lotus flowers emerge from mud but are not stained, and are clean and ripples are not demonic.' We women are like this lotus, as long as..."

Snapped!

Xi Wu closed the book abruptly, with a horrified expression on her delicately sculpted face.

Even if she didn't go to school in her previous life, she still knew what Ailian said.

'This is clearly the "Ai Lian Shuo" from the previous life. Could it be that besides me, someone else has been reborn? '

Huazhi looked at Xiwu's frightened look, and said with a smile: "You can feel Xiangjun's talent! Even if you don't understand this kind of amazing talent, the moment you hear it, your soul will tremble! "

The eyes of the pheasant are full of affection, full of affection.

"This sentence...is that what Mr. Xiang said?!" Xi Wu asked.

Huazhi obsessedly said: "Yes. Xiangjun comes from Xianyiyuan University in Kyoto, and he was born in a famous family. Although he is temporarily unrecognized, but I believe that with his talent, it is only a matter of time before he soars to the sky, but such Xiangjun does not dislike him. My identity..."

Xiwu stared blankly at Huazhi, who fell in love and could not extricate herself, and complained in her heart: "It seems that my fellow countryman is doing well."Copy and copy poems casually, and reach the pinnacle of life in minutes! '

There was a bit of resentment in her heart, and the difference between people's lives is too far away. Why did he start with a concubine, but she started with a bloody collapse?

It's not that Xiwu has never thought of copying poems, but she is a woman, and her reputation as a "talented woman" will not bring her any benefits, only disasters.

She insinuated about San Tuxiang's information again, but Huazhi seemed to have noticed something, and didn't say anything about San Tuxiang.

When it was noon, Xi Wu left here.

When she returned to her room, she saw Wu Ying in the corridor on the fifth floor below, and there was a young girl beside her.

Xi Wu waved at her, Wu Ying saw it, said a few words to the girl next to her, and then came to the sixth floor.

"What's the matter? Oh, it's dinner." Wuying looked at Xiwu's door and complained, "These boys are real, I've clearly told them. Forget it, you can eat with me."

During the meal, Wuying asked about Yugiri's situation, knowing that she was studying with Hanaji, so she said: "It's her, that stinky woman, she just knows how to write so-called haiku, so that she seems to be superior to others.

However, she does have a way of handling men, many men in Fuzhong City are obsessed with her.

Xiwu, you can learn from her strengths, but don't learn from her weaknesses! "

"What shortcoming?" Xiwu ate his lunch.

The food in Zuixiang Building is very plain, with only a little salt and a little oil, almost no, and a small piece of meat, the same is true. Moreover, the intake is strictly regulated, and even rice cannot be eaten.

"Why do we study piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?" Wu Ying asked back.

Xiwu originally wanted to say: "Of course it is to enrich oneself..."

However, Wu Ying said one step ahead: "Of course it is to seduce men, and Huazhi has made his brain stupid by reading, and believes in some so-called spiritual confidant all day long. Hehe~, the man who came to Hualou came to find some so-called confidant of?

But that idiot Huazhi believed it, and in the end, she fell in love with a down-and-out scholar who wandered from the capital. After the two of them spent the night, she decided that the scholar was her confidant.

Then, she gave that scholar all the money she had saved so hard to redeem herself! "

"Huh?" Xi Wu stopped holding the chopsticks, and her strong gossip spirit was aroused, "What's going on in the future?"

Wu Ying snorted coldly: "What else can I do? It's been ten days. I think that man must have run away. After all, with such a large amount of money, no woman from a good family can't get married. Why do you want to marry us? Girl."

After she finished speaking, she added another sentence: "Don't tell mom, mom doesn't even know that she gave all the money to that scholar, if she finds out, she will probably be pissed off."

Volume II: 108 Reception (4K)

It's night time.

The whole street of wandering women came alive.

Xiwu opened the curtain of the window, and the goal was a [-]-meter-wide river with quiet water, filled with brightly lit painting boats walking along, just like the wind.

On the other side of the river are row upon row of houses and buildings, dotted with lights, stretching to the end of sight, disappearing into the black night.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, but it is still no match for the brightness of thousands of lights and candles on the ground.

Especially in this Younv Street where she is located, countless flower houses, Younv's houses, Younv's buildings, brothels, Jianshi, etc. live side by side, stretching to the left and right for an unknown distance, looking sideways, the whole street is lit with candles and lanterns. The light of the sky can reflect the clouds in the sky into a dark red.

Before Xiwu went out, she could already hear the banquet, music and strings from downstairs.

However, her attention is now on the corner of the roof on the eighth floor of the attic.

There stood a man holding a sword in his arms, with a slender body, a thin face, and one eye was blind, and the remaining right eye was also full of vicissitudes.

His temperament is deep, with a touch of sadness, as if he is nostalgic, as if he is reminiscing.

The first thing Xiwu saw this man was... Wang Yiyun.

This is a man with a story. In Xiwu's little mind, his wife was killed, his wife ran away with others, and he found out that the child his wife gave birth to was not his own... all kinds of bloody scenes.

However, if that's all, it's not enough to attract Yugiri's attention.

What made Xiwu look at him was his strength.

This middle-aged uncle, who was full of frustration, was actually a strong man in the unified realm.

After Xiwu asked Wu Ying, he learned that his name was Hamana Wei, and he was the bodyguard of Zuichunlou. When she came to Zuichunlou, that man was already there.

Because of him, no one dared to come to Zuichunlou to make trouble.

As for more specific do not know.

But Wu Ying said that Hana Pheasant might know.

Because Huazhi is different from her wandering girl who came out halfway, Huazhi was sold to Zuichunlou because of a crime committed by her family when she was two or three years old.

At this time, Hamana Wei noticed that Yugiri was looking at him, and cast a cold look at Yugiri, making no secret of his disgust towards Yugiri.

This deepened Xiwu's curiosity towards him, because it was the first time she had met a man who hated her since she had been in this world for so long.

Xiwu retracted her gaze, closed the window, and tried to move Qi, but nothing came to fruition.

The true qi produced in the body will be consumed by the strange energy like a gangrene in an instant.

In fact, real qi is being produced in her body all the time, but as soon as these real qi is produced, it will be wiped out by the feisty energy that is attached to the bone, and the two have reached a balance.

The quality of energy like Yaoli is too high.

If the real Qi is a cotton ball, then the demon power is a shot put.

After several attempts to no avail, Yugiri also lost her mind.

After bathing in the calamus-soaked tub, she put on a thin scented coat and left the room, and came to the door of the flower pheasant opposite.

Opening the door and going in, I saw Huazhi sitting in front of the dressing table and getting dressed.

Huazhi ignored her, but put on makeup on her own.

Ever since she found out about Xiwu's intentional questioning of San Tuxiang in the morning, her attitude towards Xiwu has become neither salty nor weak.

Yugiri could feel Hanaji's alienation and slight vigilance towards him.

Really complied with that sentence: plastic sisters, emotional bean curd.

Xiwu wanted to ask something, so she went up and offered to help.

There are five grades in Younv Street, from high to low, they are Taifu, Gezi, Ju, Duan, and Liuying.

There are only a dozen doctors in the whole Younv Street, and none of the oirans above.

Huazhi, as the headliner of Zuichunlou, is Taifu. According to Taifu's treatment, she should have been assigned a personal maid, but because she didn't pick up customers for ten days, the maid was removed.

Xiwu is now Huazhi's half apprentice, which is also equivalent to half a maid.

It's just that Xiwu knows how to dress up.

Her makeup has always been arranged by Qianchun, and there is only one thing she knows: eternal single ponytail.

And it's the only single ponytail that he knows, and it doesn't match his temperament at all.

Xiwu doesn't have the heroic spirit of a woman, but only the weak willow Fufeng of a weak daughter's family. I feel pity for her.

This is also the reason why she can be seen through at a glance when she disguises herself as a man.

After Hanaji was "tortured" by Xiwu's clumsiness, she wondered whether Xiwu was deliberately taking revenge on her.

"You stop first, and I will call you when you need a hand." Huazhi said.

"Oh." Xi Wu nodded embarrassedly.

Huazhi combed her hair by herself, and sat in front of the bronze mirror, evenly smearing a light powder on her face, and carefully inserting a silver grate.

She stood up at last, and tied the soft and thin kimono around her waist with a flowing cloud gauze embroidered belt, which perfectly outlined her exquisite figure. The veil of the veil is done.

This makeup is not gorgeous, but it can set off her scholarly temperament very well.