Fragrance Stealer

Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat, he just accidentally revealed his true emotions, but he forgot Jia Baoyu's instinctive reaction in this environment.

Fortunately, at this time, the other young masters rushed to the lively place, but the officials of the Ministry of Rites failed to stop them, so they had no choice but to follow. Song Qingshu followed everyone along.

Since it is the oiran of Hongxiu Zhao, the most lively place is Hongxiu Zhao. However, although there are a lot of people outside, Hongxiu Zhao is expensive. This is a remote town, so ordinary people can't afford it, and most of them stand outside to watch the fun.

Although this group of young masters arrived late, they were all noble, and there were quite a few guards under their command, so they quickly squeezed a passage and entered the red sleeve move.

Although there are not as many people inside the Red Sleeve Show as outside, it is basically full. Of course, this group of second-generation young masters can't be stopped. They spent money and chased them away, and soon a few tables were vacated.

Song Qingshu didn't say anything at all, Xue Pan had already sent someone to clear out a front table and sit down.

"Baoyu, come and sit together." Without any explanation, he pulled Song Qingshu over and sat down.

Xue Baochai frowned, and glared at her brother: "You're messing around here again. If Dad finds out, he won't be able to beat you to death."

Xue Pan curled his lips: "You don't have to use Daddy to pressure me. We have been exhausted for so long, so what's the point of coming here to rest? What's more, those people will come here, so we can't act alone. "

Seeing his plausible words, Xue Baochai stomped her feet angrily, so she had to turn her head and warn Song Qingshu: "Baoyu, don't let him lead you into trouble, this kind of place..." She opened her mouth, but she didn't know how to explain it.

"Don't worry, I'm just looking around casually, I won't do anything." Song Qingshu smiled, since they're here anyway, it's time to watch the fun, while drinking tea and looking around, he quickly shook his head, it's not a big deal The brothel branch established by Iron Hands does not know what the background of the backstage boss is, but he actually built such a magnificent place in this remote town. Is it really not a loss?

Suddenly, the tip of his nose smelled a delicate fragrance that was almost negligible. If he hadn't had his six senses, he probably wouldn't have been able to smell it. Subconsciously, he looked back and found that the woman in yellow was also sitting on this table.

"She's also interested in the oiran?"

Song Qingshu thought it was a bit funny, there were four people sitting at this table, and there were two women disguised as men, and one impostor, probably Xue Pan was the only one who wanted to hunt for beauty.

In the red-sleeved tricks, there were some gorgeously dressed girls who came out to perform, but everyone didn't buy it, and shouted one after another:

"That's not what we're looking at."

"Oiran come out!"

"Hua girl has admired you for a long time in her late life!"

"Miss Yuyan, come out quickly and let us have a look!"

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Hearing wolves howling one after another around him, Song Qingshu was dumbfounded. At first, when he heard about Hua girl or something, he thought the devil had entered the village; That Yu Yan.

At this time, Xue Pan was also blushing and yelling at everyone, and Xue Baochai couldn't help but move to the side, for fear that others would feel ashamed if they knew the relationship between the two, so he turned his head and glanced at Song Qingshu, seeing that his expression was as usual With clear eyes, he couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief, fortunately Baoyu is not like other men.

At this time, a beautiful figure came out from the second floor, and instantly attracted the attention of all the men present. The woman was petite and pretty, with jet-black hair hanging down her shoulders, with an exquisite figure and snow-skinned skin. She smiled at everyone, The teeth that are as white as plaited shells are exposed, which is extremely charming.

What is particularly impressive is that when her beautiful eyes look forward, she has a romantic attitude, which is charming but not vulgar, and radiates incomparable charm.

Song Qingshu was a little surprised that such a beautiful woman really existed in such a remote town?Although the other party could not be regarded as the stunning beauty that those people claimed, she was still considered an outstanding beauty.

There were bursts of regretful sighs from all around. It turned out that the oiran returned to the curtain after a glimpse, and could only vaguely see her silhouette.

Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing, is this going to inspect the goods for everyone first when he comes out, so that these men will be willing to pay for it later.

Sure enough, soon a girl dressed as a servant girl came out, first smiled sweetly and bowed to everyone, and then said: "After all, our young lady is only one person, and I don't have the skills to do it all. If I receive everyone, I'm afraid I will treat you all." The master is negligent, so I can only choose a few people to meet, and I hope you will forgive me."

Song Qingshu twitched his lips, saying it sounded so nice, it was just a routine.

"It's natural. Miss Yuyan has a delicate body, how can she be defiled by vulgar things." This is a typical dog licking.

"Just draw the road, how do you choose people? Master, I have plenty of money." The man said while taking out a bag of silver and smashing it on the table.

The group of young masters who came out of Lin'an curled their lips secretly: "Upstarts are disgraceful to gentlemen." They all came from aristocratic families, so naturally they look down on this kind of thing.

The little girl pursed her lips and smiled: "Our lady said that I want to find a beloved person to entrust, but after all, the contact time is too short, and I can't really understand a person, so we must first set up two tests to choose a destined person, and those who have passed two tests You can go to the room and be received by the young lady in person."

Although she spoke cryptically, none of the people present was an old driver. They had already seen these routines, so they naturally understood that it was the third hurdle to meet the young lady in person. At the level of the oiran, she also had the right to choose guests. Choose one that looks pleasing to the eye as the guest of honor.

"What are the two levels? Come on, tell me, we are so anxious!"

The little maid replied softly: "The so-called talent and beauty of a man and a woman are naturally to test and teach the talents of the young masters. Of course, there are two kinds of talents, one is financial wealth, and the other is literary talent, both of which can be explained to a certain extent. The strength of the young masters is not enough to let our young lady entrust you with inhumane..."

Soon everyone understood the rules. To pass the first level, you have to pay 500 taels of silver as an admission ticket. Although the Southern Song Dynasty was rich, ordinary families had to take out 500 taels of silver and scatter them in brothels, and it was just an admission ticket. , anyone would hesitate, so this one directly eliminated half of the people.

However, this naturally did not bother Song Qingshu and his party. They were all from rich and noble families, and they paid only 500 taels, so they didn't take it seriously.

Before Song Qingshu could speak, Xue Pan waved his hand and handed over the money for him. The Xue family came from a royal businessman, and they were already wealthy. He even handed over money for her to please the girl in yellow.

The woman in the yellow shirt raised her eyebrows, as if she was about to explode, but she didn't say anything after all.

Seeing that the other party was not angry for the first time, Xue Pan smiled stupidly, thinking that his money was worth it.

Song Qingshu on the side suddenly doubted Xue Pan's orientation, and considered whether to stay away from him.

Seeing them flirting, Xue Baochai was extremely annoyed, and simply bought an admission ticket for 500 taels of silver.

At this time, the little girl spoke again, perhaps because she had received a lot of money which was beyond her expectation, and her smile was sweeter than at the beginning: "The following is the second level, please pass the son who just passed the level with 'one two three four five six seven eight Ninety' is the title eye, you can write poems or lyrics, and we girls will comment on it."

Chapter 2077 Weird Oiran

Hearing this topic, everyone in the venue applauded. The style of writing in the Song Dynasty was prosperous. Even if ordinary people are not very talented, they still have vision. At a glance, they can see that this oiran's topic is ingenious.

This group of sons from the capital thought hard about it, many of them were dudes, but in a place like Lin'an where talented people gathered, they were all well-informed, not to mention that these people often lingered in the fireworks and willow alley, and there were many brothels. They all pursue literary talents, and they have experience in similar things.

"Yes!" A young man stood up excitedly, handed the poem he had written to the maid, and soon the maid opened the paper and began to read, "One to two or three miles, four or five houses in Yancun, six pavilions Seven seats, eighty or ninety flowers."

"Okay!" I didn't expect someone to make it so soon, and a group of people around couldn't help applauding. The young man bowed his hands in all directions, and glanced at the beautiful figure behind the curtain from time to time, feeling very unhappy.

"This bastard." The woman in yellow suddenly scolded softly.

Song Qingshu couldn't help being startled, and couldn't help but said: "I see that the poem is well done."

The woman in the yellow shirt snorted and ignored him at all, but Xue Baochai who was at the side blushed and explained to him: "Baoyu, my uncle urged you to read more books... This poem was written by Shao Yong, a poet of this dynasty. He and Zhou Dunyi , Zhang Zai, Cheng Hao, and Cheng Yi are collectively known as the 'Five Sons of the Northern Song Dynasty', and they are well-known Confucianists in Confucianism."

"Really, haha~" Song Qingshu couldn't help but his face turned hot, thinking that it's no wonder that the woman in yellow is angry, Shao Yong is a sage of Jianshan Academy, and it turned out that this person used his poems to compete for popularity in the brothel, which is simply insulting to the gentleman.

However, looking at the excitement of the group of people in the field, it seems that few people know the origin of this poem. It really is a group of playboys who only know how to eat, drink and have fun.

Thinking of being despised by Huang Shinu and Xue Baochai just now, Song Qingshu thought to himself that it is fortunate that he is carrying Jia Baoyu's identity, otherwise he would be ashamed.

At this time, Xue Pan leaned over to Xue Baochai: "My dear sister, please help my brother to make a song. You know, I'm fine in fighting, but writing poems and lyrics is too difficult for me." In Lin'an City before, he raised a bunch of idlers. People specialize in dealing with this kind of situation in brothels, but this time they went to Xixia, it was naturally impossible to bring those gunmen, and when they encountered this kind of problem, they were immediately dumbfounded.

Xue Baochai spat: "What's wrong with this? Don't help!"

Song Qingshu secretly laughed, his younger sister helped his elder brother chase prostitutes in the brothel, with Xue Baochai's temperament, he couldn't be ashamed.

"Yes!" At this time, Lu Shidao threw the pen in his hand and handed over the written paper. The servant girl took it and showed it to Huakui, and then read it out: "After the first parting, the two will be together. Just say three or four Month, who knows five or six years? There is no heart to play the lyre, and there is nothing to pass on the eight-line script. Nine chains are broken from it, and the ten-mile long pavilion is eager to see through. Hundreds of thoughts, thousands of thoughts, and all kinds of helplessness.

"Okay!" There was another round of applause, and it was difficult for everyone to distinguish between this article and the one just now, which one has better literary talent, but this word has more words, and it is probably more powerful. The key is that it also tells the lovesickness of men and women. It seems more appropriate in today's environment.