: Cold and warm

The brothel hall is not as lively as a teahouse. The guests come to find women. Not many people are idle enough to sit outside and waste time. However, the sound of orchestras in the rooms in the attics on both sides is endless, and the atmosphere is very joyful.

Xue Chongxun walked to a table and sat down. The others stood beside him, and the airs were supported in such a manner. It was obvious that a person who was so arrogant was not just looking for an ordinary person to fool him. Soon the brothel came to greet him personally.

The brothel was a little old half-old woman, and her heavy makeup could not hide the traces of time. When Xue Chongxun saw it, he remembered that many brothel owners were like this kind of women, just like Du Jie'er from the Shuiyunjian family in Anyifang. Many brothels were prostitutes when they were young, and they were popular people. They accumulated capital and certain connections. When they were old, they stopped but could not find other livelihoods. So they continued to do this business, changing from prostitutes to prostitutes, which was better for being a good person.

The brothel smiled and said, "Looking at you, I'm going to have fun here for the first time? It's okay, I'll be familiar with each other again. After I come here, I don't want to go to other places."

Xue Chongxun also smiled and said, "I came here by a friend. I heard that there is a little girl named Bu Yao here?"

"Oh?" The bush's eyes rolled, not knowing what he was thinking. "It's a coincidence that Bu Yao has been feeling unwell these days, and it's unlucky... But we have five popular brands here, so why don't you choose another one? You won't lose to her."

A bad thought emerged from Xue Chongxun's stomach and thought to himself: What the brothel means is that the woman's aunt is here?

He didn't care about this. He didn't come to prostitute women at first, but he wanted to see what the famous Wang Changling liked, and just met her so that he could have a good relationship. As for the redemption of the woman named Bu Yao, he didn't have to ask him to personally ask someone to find a relationship and threaten her. He laughed and said, "It's not important, I'll ask her to have some wine with her, listen to a song, and ask her to come out and see me."

But the brothel looked in distress and had no intention of agreeing. Xue Chongxun looked at her expression with interest, but he didn't know if the physical discomfort he had just said was an excuse. He didn't ask much, so he took out a piece of paper and a small piece of jade from his sleeve and slapped it on the table: "Five hundred jin, the ticket issued by Xiantong Money House, take this thing to get it at any time."

The brothel looked at Xue Chongxun in surprise, then picked up the ticket on the table and looked carefully and asked: "What do you mean...why is this money used?"

Xue Chongxun smiled and said, "Of course Bu Yao's whole person is more than 500 jin. If you ask her to come out and accompany me for a while, the money will be yours."

The brothel was overjoyed and immediately accepted the ticket. She was very happy, and Xue Chongxun was also very happy: If you want to redeem Bu Yao, you probably won’t be able to spend a penny. Maybe those officials would have to blackmail him in turn. Alas, 500 guan was just a little compensation for the brothel.

With the money, they started to arrange it with extra enthusiasm and took Xue Chongxun and others up the built-in stairs. When they walked to a door, the brothel turned over a wooden sign next to it and pointed at it, "Please come in, my daughter will definitely serve you well."

Xue Chongxun said in surprise: "Didn't you say she's feeling unwell these days? When we were going up the stairs just now, I clearly saw a man coming out of this room."

The brothel said a little embarrassedly: "It's just discomfort, but there are always people who are picky and have to look for her. Aren't you just one?"

"Yes, haha." Xue Chongxun thought that this was the case, and laughed, then turned around and said to a few men, "Let's wait here."

Xue Chongxun pushed the door open and saw a screen at first sight, embroidered with a few lotus leaves and lotus flowers, and two ducks... Maybe it should be mandarin ducks, but the painting looks too much like ducks. The furniture in the room is made of painted wood, with hollow patterns on the windows, and a strong oriental classical atmosphere. This made Xue Chongxun feel very good. He has always preferred this style of culture. If you don’t know how to do this kind of layout in modern times, you don’t know how to do it.

At this moment, a little girl in a silk skirt walked out from behind the screen. She had a goose-shaped face, and she was still pulling the messy black hair on her head while walking. With her hair tied up like this, her fair and slender neck became more and more beautiful.

"I feel ashamed to see my husband when I come out like this, but I'm afraid you'll wait too long." The little girl said gently, "I'm polite here."

"You have to be polite." Xue Chongxun clasped his fists and said, "I am Wang Shaobo's friend, are you Bu Yao?" At that moment, he saw a strand of black hair slid from the little girl's head to her face. The messy thing added a bit of kindness, making her look as if she was sad.

Xue Chongxun thought to himself: Ancient beauties really had a very unique charm, not only their physical appearance, but also the classical feeling between their words and deeds, and their clothes. I think Wang Changling is a literati, so it is not surprising that she likes such a woman.

"My name is Bu Yao." Xiao Niang said softly, with a little embarrassed look.

Xue Chongxun tasted it, and she must have felt that Wang Changling was a little uncomfortable when she asked her friend to come and have sex with her. He hurriedly hinted: "I heard from the brothel in the building that you are not feeling well these days? You have to calm yourself down."

"Good intentions from Mr. Xie." Bu Yao walked towards a cabinet on the other side of the incense furnace with a small step, and turned around and said, "Please sit down first... Since Mr. Lang is a friend of the young master, he has not yet asked for his name."

"My surname is Xue." Xue Chongxun said casually, then walked to a cork chair, brushed his robe and sat down. At this time, Bu Yao walked over with a ceramic jar and two glasses, and smiled and said, "I heard that you spent 500 trump cards, and you are not so defeated by the prodigal family. Don't be angry if you say so... I usually don't want to take out the wine in Western Regions. Xue Lang spent so much money, I want to treat you with good things."

After a while, she called someone to bring a bowl. Xue Chongxun saw that it contained ice cubes. She scooped ice cubes with a spoon and put them in a glass cup... It was obvious that she was making ice wine. It seemed that the tradition of putting ice in foreign wine had existed in the Tang Dynasty.

There were two cups in total. When Bu Yao put one, Xue Chongxun said, "Don't put yours on ice, just heat the water... Women can't drink ice when they are not in good health."

Bu Yao's face turned red. Seeing that Xue Chongxun's expression changed a little, she whispered: "You are such a careful person. Your wife must be doing well."

What a furious one, he had so many women who couldn't care about it... When Xue Chongxun heard her mention her wife, he thought of Li Yan'er, and thought that he had almost ignored her recently. He heard that Wang Changling had a deep affection for this brothel woman, and smiled and said, "I think you can live a better life than her."

Bu Yao didn't know what he thought of and whispered: "Woman Fengchen, what else can you have?" She said as she looked at Xue Chongxun carefully.

He didn't plan to do serious business when he came out today, so he naturally didn't wear purple flower silk that symbolizes his identity. He wore a light blue linen cloth on his coat and a cloth scarf on his head. Many down-and-out scholars liked to wear this kind of clothing. Xue Chongxun was originally a martial artist, but after getting memories of his previous life, he felt that he had received higher education and should be considered a good young man with culture and ideals, so he liked to pretend to be a literati.

He pretended to be a scholar outside, but his underwear inside was of high-quality white silk, and he deliberately exposed his white cuffs and collar a little. Bu Yao glanced at the spotless collar, looked at the ornaments around his waist, and said, "Jade is good jade."

"Good eyesight." Xue Chongxun smiled. The piece of jade he wore was many times more expensive than gold of the same weight.

Xue Chongxun dislikes people praise him for his bravery, as if he feels like he is stuffed into his brain. He is very unhappy and loves to hear others say that he is cultured and tasteful. At this time, Bu Yao praised him and he became poetic. He picked up the glass on the table and shook it gently. The ice cubes "clog" and made a sound. He thought of a very familiar poem and chanted in a pretentious manner: "Grape wine luminous cup, and if you want to drink the pipa, you should immediately urge him. Don't laugh at me when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people have returned from wars in ancient times."

Bu Yao pondered for a moment and said happily: "What a good poem. The man is tall, heroic and passionate. Could he be the general in the capital?"

Xue Chongxun frowned, and just saw the screen he saw just now when he came in, he said, "This song is not suitable for me, let's have another song."

Bu Yao supported his chin with his slender hands, looked at him intently, and said with a smile: "I'er would like to listen carefully."

Xue Chongxun used his rough palm to touch his face and pretended to be sentimental. Seeing that Bu Yao couldn't help but giggle and his shoulders were trembling.

"The sky is full of green for ten miles, and the jade hairpin secretly cherishes the youth. If you cover the rain and protect your appearance... I only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals." Xue Chongxun shook his head and said backwardly.

Bu Yao turned around and looked at the screen embroidered by a duck, "I only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortal..." She said affectionately, then leaned forward and hugged Xue Chongxun's arm.

Xue Chongxun's arm felt the soft thing, and immediately came to his senses. He hurriedly grabbed her arm and pushed it away, and said with a smile: "Let's talk well... I think you are a friend. Today, I mainly want to meet you. If you meet again in the future, you will be an acquaintance, not."

Bu Yao frowned and said, "You... spend so much money to see me?"

He felt a little sad and sighed, "It's hard for you."
Chapter completed!