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Shi Li hid in the dark, thinking about the madam's reaction just now, and combined with what she said to the courtesan, she reasonably guessed that the distinguished guest who came in the evening might be related to the Taoist Zhang mentioned by the madam.

If this is the case, she has to hide her identity carefully and make sure no clues are discovered.

Watching the madam leaving with the pimp supporting her husband's hand, Shi Li did not follow them, but quietly sneaked into the courtesan's room.

The layout of the room was similar to the one the madam had just given her, with the same charming and lingering atmosphere, but the fragrance was unique, with a cool and unique feel.

Shi Li saw a slender and graceful figure sitting in front of a bronze mirror, carefully combing her long black hair.

Just by looking at her figure and long hair, one can guess that she is a rare beauty.

Shi Li couldn't resist her curiosity and walked over to take a closer look.

The oiran was indeed born with an outstanding appearance, and even better, her temperament was unique, which made people forget about the ordinary and feel close to her at first sight.

Even though Shi Li is a girl, she feels that such beauties are rare.

I don’t know what kind of experience led such a woman to end up in prostitution.

Shi Li felt a little sad in her heart and stood quietly by the side, waiting for time to pass slowly.

The courtesan combed her long hair, glanced back at the door, and called out to the maid in a soft voice.

Two more maids came in, one holding an expensive gauze dress, and the other holding a set of pearl jewelry that had been prepared long ago, and they began to put them on her one by one.

After finishing dressing up, it was finally night.

The outside of the door gradually became lively, with the sounds of people coming and going. The courtesan didn't need to go out at this time, so she stayed in the room and played the strings of the zither casually to kill time.

Shi Li listened to the sounds outside, thought for a while, went out to find the maid who had just served the oiran, and followed her to another place.

When the maid said that she would perform a dance on stage tonight, the madam had specially hired a team of dancing girls at a large sum of money, and they were preparing backstage.

After hearing this, Shi Li went to find the dancing girls and secretly used a trick to blend in with them.

At the same time, guests came into the brothel in an endless stream.

Soon after, a magnificent carriage stopped at the entrance of the brothel. The coachman stood respectfully beside it and asked the people in the carriage to get off.

The person who got off the carriage was a middle-aged scholar in a Confucian robe. After getting off the carriage, he did not walk in directly, but turned around and stopped where he was, waiting for another person to get on the carriage.

Another person also got off the carriage. After landing, he looked towards the door lintel of the brothel with a pair of light eyes. He raised the end of his eyebrows slightly and turned to look at the middle-aged scholar in front of him.

"Uncle Master, what does this mean?"

"This is your first time in the capital, and you don't know how good it is here. I bring you here to broaden your horizons. Once you come here, you will understand and will never want to leave. Hahaha!" The uncle stroked his beard proudly, with a smug look on his face.

The evening breeze brought the scent of powder from the brothel. Diwu Zhiyun was about to say something to refuse, but suddenly stopped, lowered his eyes and said, "Okay."

The master uncle and nephew walked towards the brothel together. As soon as they entered, the madam came hurriedly after hearing the news and looked at them with a smile on her face.

"Master Zhang, you are finally here. The courtesan has been waiting for a long time!" After greeting Taoist Zhang, she saw Diwu Zhiyun and a look of amazement flashed across her eyes. "Who is this young master..."

"Please entertain me well." Taoist Zhang did not reveal Diwu Zhiyun's identity, but simply gave him a blessing.

The madam was very shrewd and immediately understood that Diwu Zhiyun had a different identity. She waved away the girl who wanted to come up and greet her, and personally led the way for the two of them.

"You two, follow me. Our Miss Niaoniao is about to go on stage to perform a dance."

Niaoniao is the name of the oiran.

Diwu Zhiyun held his breath calmly and walked up to the private seat.

The madam reserved a position with an excellent view for Taoist Zhang, from which he could have an unobstructed view of the stage and there would be no one around to disturb him. Taoist Zhang was very satisfied.

"This is your first time here, so take a look at the courtesans here first and we can talk about the other things later." He said to Diwu Zhiyun.

Just at this moment, the sound of drums rang out, and a group of dancing girls came out one after another and stood on the stage.