Meishan Su family, Su Yun is the most virtuous

Chapter 71 Zhang Qinghe

The thatched cottage is full of sleep in spring, and the sun is getting late outside the window.

For the girls in brothels, they basically catch up on sleep during the day, after all, night is their working time.

It was already two or three o'clock in the afternoon when Zhang Qinghe finally opened her eyes.

Her residence was very quiet. Although she and the pavilion masters were the only ones who could continue to sleep in the garden, the other housewives, maids, major managers, and teapots had already been preparing for the evening in an orderly manner. There must be people coming and going and noisy voices outside, but her place was still as quiet as before.

But it was this quietness that made her feel desolate.

Although she was already one of the most beautiful girls in Jiujiang Tower, and some people even ranked her first, she still felt miserable when she woke up from her nap.

She looks very glorious now, but she knows very well in her heart that all her glory is just an illusion.

A prostitute's livelihood depends on her youth. This year she is nearly 20 years old. How many more years can she enjoy the glory?

When the prosperity is over, who knows what her situation will be like?

Jiujiang Tower has a foundation of nearly a hundred years. Every ten years, the three gardens behind the tower will be renamed. The reason is that even if there is a courtesan today, after a few years, when she is older, a younger and more beautiful courtesan will be born. However, the situation of the old courtesan may not always be good.

There were actually not many women who could be spotted by wealthy merchants and be willing to spend huge sums of money to redeem themselves. After all, the cost of buying an oiran was too high. One could not afford it unless he was rich enough, and those who could afford it might not necessarily look down on an oiran.

What Bai Juyi said in his poem about "the eldest daughter marrying a merchant" is actually not a tragedy, but a pretty good ending. In fact, most people's endings are much more miserable than that.

Some courtesans have saved up a lot of money, but they are used to spending lavishly in brothels. After redeeming themselves, they still behave mediocrely. No matter how much money they have, it will be spent in just a few years. Finally, they have no choice but to return to prostitution again.

However, by that time she was already old and her looks had faded. She could not even return to the brothel and could only open the door half-closed to receive peddlers. After another ten or eight years, she was plagued by illness and her old age was truly miserable.

As for those talented men and beautiful women, although these brothel girls regard them as dreams, dreams are just dreams. If they take them seriously, they would be really stupid.

Which scholar would go to a brothel for the sake of love? Even if there was love, who would really dare to take a brothel girl home?

At the very least, this would cause the anger of the family elders, and at worst, one would be ridiculed and become a laughing stock, and might even ruin one's entire future.

For people like them, it would be a great blessing if, after redeeming themselves, they could find an honest and decent ordinary person to marry, have children, and live a peaceful life.

Zhang Qinghe lazily tucked the quilt between her legs, thinking of the rumors that spread about Sanyuan last night.

"Jiangyou Su Lang..."

She said softly with her eyes slightly closed.

"A journey through mountains and rivers... a journey through wind and snow... It's really well written. It's said that the person is also good-looking. I don't know what kind of immortal figure he is..."

Just as she was daydreaming, she suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside.

Zhang Qinghe did not get up in a hurry. She could clearly hear the footsteps coming from Yuan Baoer, the maid she relied on the most.

Yuan Baoer didn't even knock on the door, but hurriedly pushed it open.

"Sister! Sister! You are still sleeping! Something big has happened!"

A little girl about thirteen or fourteen years old was making a lot of noise and shouting at the top of her voice.

Zhang Qinghe covered her head with the quilt and ignored Yuan Baoer. Yuan Baoer pulled the quilt away, but Zhang Qinghe pulled it back and covered her head.

The two struggled for a while, and Zhang Qinghe finally had no choice but to let Yuan Baoer pull open the quilt. With a helpless look on her flawless face, she said, "Tell me, which cat has climbed up the tree and won't come down again?"

Yuan Baoer panted and said, "What? It's a big deal!"

Zhang Qinghe uttered an "oh" and then closed her eyes again.

But then he felt something was wrong. He felt something heavy on his body, and there was a pair of restless hands touching him. Zhang Qinghe immediately laughed and said, "Yuanbaoer, the big thing you're talking about is that you're thinking about love?"

Yuan Baoer screamed in anger, rolled off Zhang Qinghe, and shouted, "If you continue to be so dishonest, you will regret it when your fame is taken away by that bitch Li Lihua!"

Zhang Qinghe sat up immediately after hearing this and asked, "What happened to Sister Lihua?"

Yuan Baoer said: "You don't know..."

Zhang Qinghe covered Yuan Baoer's mouth and said, "Speak softly, the walls have ears."

Yuan Baoer was startled, then lowered her voice and said, "Of course you know about the blind Jiang You Su Lang running to Lihua Garden last night..."

Zhang Qinghe laughed and said, "How come Jiangyou Su Lang is blind?"

Yuan Baoer snorted and said, "Sister, you are the most beautiful and talented courtesan in the world. He didn't come to see you, but went to Lihua Garden. Isn't this blind? Humph!
Oh, sister, please don't interrupt me. I'm telling you, last night the blind Su Lang went to Lihua Garden, left a poem and ran away. You definitely don't know what happened next."

After saying that, she raised her little face and looked at Zhang Qinghe expectantly, waiting for Zhang Qinghe to ask questions.

Zhang Qinghe suppressed her laughter and asked quickly, "Ah, what else happened?"

Yuan Baoer was very satisfied at this time: "After Li Lihua heard about this, she was immediately surprised and unwilling.

What surprised her was that Su Lang from Jiangyou actually went to her place and wrote such a beautiful poem for her.

But what she was unwilling to accept was that Jiang You Su Lang left immediately after writing the lyrics. If people who didn't know the truth heard it, they would think that Jiang You Su Lang looked down on Li Lihua.

So, Li Lihua quickly sent Zhang, the head of Lihua Garden, to go down the river overnight to chase Jiangyou Su Lang. She said that she caught up with him, but Su Lang refused to return.

Humph, he is quite sensible. If he spends the night at Lihua Garden, I will never let him in if he wants to come to Qinghe Garden again!"

Zhang Qinghe smiled helplessly and said, "He doesn't even know me, why are you angry with him?"

Yuan Baoer snorted and said, "Humph! It would be fine if he didn't come to Jiujiang Tower, but now that he has come, he didn't come to my sister's place. This is offending me!"

Zhang Qinghe smiled and said, "Is that all?"

Yuan Baoer quickly shook her head and said, "No, no, the big thing is today.

Li Lihua failed to invite Su Lang last night, so she sent Zhang Zhushi to Huangzhou to invite Su Lang today.

I don’t know what tricks Zhang used to trick Jiangyou Su Lang into pleading for him and even writing a poem.”

"You wrote lyrics again?" Zhang Qinghe was really interested now.

(End of this chapter)