Tea Merchants of the Song Dynasty

Faced with the enthusiastic invitation of the madam, Jiang Yin did not refuse, but followed the madam directly upstairs.

Xiao Luo was a little dumbfounded. She gently pulled the corner of Jiang Yin's clothes and said, "Madam, why don't we go back?"

If people knew that his wife visited a brothel, who knows what kind of rumors would spread.

"No problem." Jiang Yin said with a smile, "I heard that Madam Ru plays the pipa very well. It's good to have a chance to listen to it today. I don't know when I will be free next time."

This time she went to Mengshan, she didn't know if she would be able to come back alive. If she survived by chance, she would have to wait until the tea was made before coming back.

Thinking of this, she paused, turned her head and said to Wang Heng: "Brother Heng, you can go and play by yourself, just remember to go home in the evening."

Red-light district is where men linger.

Wang Heng was only one year younger than her, and he should also be looking forward to these things. She couldn't enjoy herself while restricting Wang Heng.

However, when Wang Heng heard her words, his face suddenly turned red.

He stammered, "I-I won't go. I'll just stay with my wife."

"Are you really not going?" Xiao Luo approached him and joked, "Don't miss this opportunity."

"Don't go, don't go."

Wang Heng shook his head frantically, then ran upstairs with a knife in his hand and leaned against Ru Niangzi's door without moving.

Judging from the look of things, he seemed to be planning not to even enter Ru Niangzi's room and just stand guard at the door.

Jiang Yin walked over, chuckled and said, "Okay, then it's up to you."

It seems that he hasn't figured it out yet, but if possible, she would rather Wang Heng find a girl from a good family.

She looked at Xiao Luo, who was so scared that she waved her hands and said, "I won't go either. I will stay with you, my lady."

Jiang Yin couldn't help but reach out and tap her forehead, saying angrily, "What nonsense are you thinking about."

This Zui Chun Feng is not a brothel, so even if you want to have fun you can't.

The madam smiled and said, "Young master, whenever you want to, come to me. I will pick out the most beautiful girl here for you."

Wang Heng looked downstairs with a stiff face. But he found that the downstairs seemed too exposed, so he just stared at the roof and said nothing.

Jiang Yin raised an eyebrow at the madam and said, "Isn't the most beautiful one Ru Niangzi?"

Looking at all these people who are fascinated by Lady Ru, I'm afraid that this year's most beautiful lady must be Lady Ru.

"Oh, Madam Ru can't do that." The madam laughed, "Our Madam Ru sells her art but not her body. When she becomes an otaku, she will still be a courtesan. Madam Jiang, have fun. I will leave now and not disturb you."

After saying this, the madam turned around and went downstairs, continuing to walk among the guests, introducing suitable girls to them.

Selling art but not body? Jiang Yin lowered her eyes, it turned out that she wanted to be a government prostitute.

Official prostitutes move around among officials, and retaining their virginity will indeed make them more competitive.

But is it so easy to be an official prostitute?

She sighed in her heart, feeling a little sympathetic towards Ru Niangzi. Perhaps, these days of intoxicating spring breeze were Ru Niangzi's last carefree days.

After all, once you become an official prostitute, it is not as simple as just selling your art but not your body.

By then, if she sells her art and her body, she might become a victim of the regime and even lose her life.

While she was thinking, she heard the sound of a pipa coming from Ru Niangzi's room, and a maid came to greet her and Xiao Luo.

Perhaps because she was selling art but not her body, the decoration of Ru Niangzi's room was quite elegant. The whole color was light green, and the incense had a hint of jasmine.

The room was divided into two parts by a screen. Outside the screen was a small tea room where Mengshan tea was brewed, while inside the screen was where Ru Niangzi slept.

Looking inside through the screen, one can vaguely see Ru Niangzi playing the pipa.

I think that in the past, my lady also played the pipa in the inner room with her face half covered, like this.

Jiang Yin took a sip of the tea and was not very satisfied with the taste. Since there were all the tea sets on the table, she started to grind and brew tea herself.

By the time the tea was brewing, a piece of pipa music had just ended.

Madam Ru came out with her pipa in her arms, and seeing the tea on the table, she chuckled and said, "I thought Rou'er's tea-making skills had improved today, and it turns out that Madam Jiang did it herself."

"Madam Ru, please sit down." Jiang Yin raised his hand slightly, pushed a cup of tea to Madam Ru and said, "Try it, are you satisfied?"

A good horse deserves a good saddle, and good tea deserves good tea art.

If it is Mengshan tea, it cannot be wasted.

"Satisfied, of course I am." Madam Ru untied her veil and said as she picked up the teacup, "The tea that Madam Jiang personally brewed is impeccable."

She took a sip, a look of satisfaction in her eyes.

Being someone who knows tea, Jiang Yin chuckled and said, "If I heard correctly, what Madam Ru just played was the Pu'an Mantra?"

The song Puan Mantra is adapted from a Buddhist Zen mantra. It is played not only on the pipa but also on the guqin.

This was composed by the outstanding heir of the Leiqin family. I didn’t expect that Lady Ru would play this piece of music here.

"Calm down and concentrate." Lady Ru smiled and said, "I saw that Miss Jiang looked tired, so I played a Pu'an Mantra. Although it is not very useful, it is still more meaningful than other things."

She paused and said, "My massage skills are pretty good, but do you need help massaging your shoulders and neck?"

Madam Ru looked at Jiang Yin's clear expression and seemed to really want to help massage his shoulders and neck.

Jiang Yin was slightly stunned, then put down the teacup and nodded, "In that case, I'll trouble you, madam."

It's true that Ru Niang's craftsmanship is really good. After just a few moments of kneading, her fatigue from running around today dissipated a lot, and she even felt a little drowsy.

Madam Ru saw that she wanted to sleep, so she whispered, "Miss Jiang, would you like to take a nap on the couch? No one else will come during the reception. I will call you in half an hour. Don't worry, the things on the couch have been replaced with new ones and no one has used them."

Jiang Yin opened his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and nodded, "Okay, thank you, madam."

I don’t know what I’ll have to face when I get home later, so it’s better that it’s much safer here, so it’s okay to take a short rest.

Jiang Yin lay on the couch, listening to the soft sound of the pipa, and soon fell asleep.

Madam Ru played the pipa from time to time, Xiao Luo stood guard beside the couch, and the maid Rou'er was sent out by Madam Ru to do other things.

Half an hour later, Jiang Yin woke up refreshed. Only Ru Niangzi and Xiao Luo were in the room.

Jiang Yin realized that Ru Niang had something to say to her, so she motioned Xiao Luo to guard the door.

Madam Ru smiled knowingly and said, "Madam Jiang is really a wonderful person, but you have to be careful of those two young masters today."

Jiang Yin was surprised and asked, "What do you mean, Madam Ru?"

She thought that Ru Niangzi was going to ask her for help, but she didn't expect that she was reminding her to beware of Shen Fugui and Zhang Yang.

However, having said that, she believed that Ru Niangzi also had her own selfish motives. Otherwise, she would not have told her these things for no reason.