Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

Outside Pingkangfang

Jiang Shangxian, holding an empty bowl in one hand and an oil-paper bag in the other, squinted his eyes, and his facial features drooped, just like the faceless man.

She glanced at the two civil servants standing on either side with a heavy heart and sighed, "My two superiors, please stay. I will... go in right away."

Life is a long journey, and the road is long and full of obstacles...

This bowl was what Cui Bianxu had just left over. Who could have thought that a young man from the prestigious Qinghe Cui family would just walk out with the bowl in his hand.

I thought he would be dragged into a small room and tortured, but unexpectedly, Cui Bianxu walked out of Lexian Tower and went out from the south gate of Chongrenfang while eating with the bowl in his hand.

She couldn't help but want to run away several times on the way, but she couldn't escape, so she had to come here.

Who would have thought that this guy had just finished a bowl of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall and stuffed the bowl into her hands.

The light "take it" almost made her die of anger!

What a pig with a garlic stuck in his nose, pretending to be your father's bitch! Impolite dog man!

"Bring the person out quickly." Cui Bianxu was probably used to ordering people around, so he was not polite to Jiang Shangxian and treated her as his subordinate or servant with confidence.

That arrogant look with her hands behind her back, as if she doesn't love anyone, haha, it's because the Tang Dynasty government doesn't have a complaint hotline, otherwise she would have flooded the complaint phone with calls!

Jiang Shangxian lowered her head, trying not to roll her eyes. She really didn't like being ordered around by others!

The little fairies all have their own rhythm! Unless the other party kneels down and kowtows and shouts three times, "Please, female Bodhisattva!"

"Yes, I understand." Jiang Shangxian responded honestly. When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

A tiger in trouble is bullied by a dog, and a phoenix without feathers is no better than a chicken. If it weren't in a feudal society, she would have given this guy eight roundhouse kicks!

She had never been to Pingkangfang before. Strictly speaking, she rarely came to Wannian County before. She had only passed by Pingkangfang every day recently, but had never gone in.

This place only began to reach its peak in the middle and late Tang Dynasty. During this time, most of the people I met along the way were men dressed as Confucian scholars. There were women as well, but very few.

After all, we all work the night shift, so it’s time for us to rest.

Jinfenmeng is uniquely lively. It’s not that crowded, but there are quite a few people coming in, and there are even three servants welcoming guests at the door.

"My dear, please come in, this way~"

Hearing the ups and downs of the sound, Jiang Shangxian couldn't help but straighten his back and move forward. After all, he was sent to the brothel by two government officials and couldn't show his timidity. However, he didn't expect to be stopped as soon as he reached the door.

The servant who had been fawning on the male guest just now frowned when he saw her. He stood in front of her with his hands on his hips and looked her up and down: "Where did you come from, little lady? This is not the place for you!"

Since ancient times, people have always respected clothes before people. Jiang Shangxian was wearing ordinary clothes and holding a bowl in her hand. If her clothes were a little more worn, she would probably sit down and join the Beggar Gang immediately, and the servant would certainly not be polite to her.

What's more, this place is where men go to have fun. If young ladies come here, they are trying to catch them in adultery, so they have to be on guard.

"I'm here to bring food to Wu Sanniang. Please help me."

"What food are you sending?" The servant's expression brightened slightly when he heard this. He looked at the oil-paper bag in her hand and asked, "Which restaurant are you from?"

As for takeout, although there is not much at this time, it is still available. As long as you pay enough money, the ladies in the building will also order some takeout to satisfy their cravings when they are too lazy to go out to buy it themselves.

"From the braised mutton stall in the West Market." Jiang Shangxian raised the oil-paper bag in his hand and said politely, "Mrs. Wu Sanniang often comes to my stall to buy braised mutton."

"Oh! It's your place!" The West Market Braised Lamb stall was quite famous in Jinfenmeng. The reason for this was that Wu Sanniang loved to eat it and often went there to buy it. From time to time, she would bring some back for the ladies in the building. The servant had heard of it too: "Okay, come in. Follow me closely and don't wander around."

"Thank you."

He said this with good intentions. Jinfenmeng was a chaotic place. It was not uncommon for there to be many guests coming in broad daylight, but many of them also stayed here directly, drinking from morning to night. If they were drunk and didn't look carefully, they might mistake this young lady for a girl in the building, and something bad would happen.

Stepping into the dream of gold and powder, and walking around a screen depicting beautiful women dancing and playing music, Jiang Shangxian suddenly saw an extremely large round platform. The platform was surrounded by a pool more than one meter wide. There were lotus leaves in the pool, and the pink and white lotus flowers had already sprouted buds. Several dancers were dancing on it.

Many customers were hugging the gorgeous and charming prostitutes, enjoying the performance on the stage and drinking the wine fed by the beauties themselves, looking as happy as gods.

Tsk, exotic, swing supreme.

Corruption, so corrupt!

Erfeng should set up an anti-pornography team to deal with these people!

Jiang Shangxian, who was peeping indecently, followed the servant around and around to the second floor. He stopped at the door of a room. The servant knocked on the door and said, "Wu Sanniang, the lady from the braised mutton stall in the West Market is here to bring you some food."

Perhaps because he was still resting, the servant knocked on the door three times before he heard any movement from inside.

Wu Sanniang opened the door. She had a plain face and was not wearing any makeup. Her long black hair was casually tied up. The clothes she wore were different from usual. She looked a bit like a decent woman.

"Auntie Jiang, why are you here?" She waved her hand to let the servant leave, and pulled Jiang Shangxian into the house with some surprise. The house was not big, only about 30 square meters, but it had everything.

"I have something to talk to you about. I brought you some food. Can you eat while we talk?" Jiang Shangxian handed her the oil-paper bag.

Wu Sanniang thought about it for a while but couldn't think of anything she could possibly want to talk to her about. She finally assumed she was here to talk about renting a shop. As she unwrapped the oil-paper package, she asked, "Are you asking about the shop? I was keeping an eye on it for you earlier, but your Erlang said you found a job at Lexianlou. What's going on? Are you not doing well?"

"No, this time, there is a troublesome matter." Jiang Shangxian twisted his hands on his knees together, feeling a little embarrassed to speak. He dragged her into the water for no reason. It was also her fault. She really was not thinking clearly at that time. Why did she say so much?

Wu Sanniang paused, her eyes and eyebrows raised, and she stuffed a piece of lamb chop into her mouth, mumbling, "What kind of trouble is it that has brought you here? The lamb you cooked is different from before."

"This is lamb chops with fermented bean curd, my unique skill in Lexianlou. Let me give you a taste. If you like it, I will bring you any new dishes I make next time." Jiang Shangxian, who was extremely guilty, was particularly attentive, trying to atone for his sins.

Wu Sanniang's mouth was stuffed full, and she snorted in dissatisfaction: "How big a mess have you made? Let me be frank, if it's too big, my little shoulders won't be able to bear it."