Chapter 127 Taking the initiative

Author: Chiguan

Chapter 127 Taking the initiative

Jiaofangsi, Lotus Garden.

In order to highlight the value of the oiran, the Jiaofangsi prepared a separate courtyard for each oiran, which was even equipped with a small garden and a pool.

Lotus Garden is the residence of this year's new oiran Mei Ji.

At this time, inside the house, the oil lamp was glowing with golden luster, covering the entire house with a layer of golden light.

Under the oil lamp, a beautiful figure is reflected. Meiji is wearing a floral skirt and is holding a brocade bag in her hand. The needle and thread are shuttled back and forth, and two mandarin ducks are jumping on it.

"Hiss~"

Perhaps due to carelessness, the silver needle pricked the belly of her finger, and bright red blood immediately oozed out. Mei Ji couldn't help but frown in pain.

"Miss, are you okay?"

Seeing this, Xiangxiang hurriedly came over and said with a worried look.

"It's okay, I just got pricked by a needle."

Mei Ji chuckled and said, "I haven't embroidered for a long time, so my skills are a bit rusty."

Xiangxiang said with a reproachful look on her face: "Huh, miss, your temperament is not suitable for doing this, but you still want to embroider something here."

Meiji held the pricked finger in her mouth and handed the kit to Xiangxiang. She smiled and said, "Xiangxiang, take a look at the kit I made. I'll finish it tomorrow and put it in."

Some herbs can be made into a sachet to give to Mr. Su."

Hearing Meiji's words, Xiangxiang's face couldn't help but froze, and muttered: "Master Su, Mr. Su, what are you talking about Mr. Su all day long? You two have only met three times in total. Do you know who he is?"

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"He is just a small military guard. Is it worth your time to treat him so hard?"

"There are so many young masters in Tai'an City, who do you have a crush on, but you have to fall in love with him?"

"I really don't know what kind of ecstasy soup that guy poured into you to make you fascinated."

When Mei Ji heard this, she recalled the vivid scenes of her previous meeting with Su Yu, and her eyes couldn't help but shine with a crystal luster.

She smiled and said: "If it hadn't been for Mr. Su and that song for Meiji, I wouldn't have become a well-known oiran in Tai'an City."

"But, we bought the poem for Meiji with money. We spent a whole five hundred yuan to buy it. Looking at the world, a poem can be sold at such an expensive price, and only one copy of it can be sold."

Xiangxiang said dissatisfied: "This is a fair transaction in itself, and we don't owe each other anything."

Meiji said: "Xiangxiang, please read it once and give it to Meiji for me to listen to."

Xiangxiang was startled when she heard the words, then shook her head and said: "My waist is like a thin willow supporting the spring breeze, looking back to dance like a foolish dream, as graceful as floating clouds covered with colorful clothes, and my temples are stained with frost after the curtain falls."

After reading it, Xiangxiang asked in confusion: "Miss, why did you ask me to read this poem?"

Mei Ji chuckled and said, "Now that you can recite this poem, do you know the meaning of this poem?"

"meaning?"

Xiangxiang's little face was full of doubts, and she couldn't help but shook her head and said: "I didn't know this. I can only memorize it because you forced me to do it."

"The meaning of this poem is not about the life of an courtesan?"

Meiji's eyes showed a trace of sadness, and her pretty face said seriously: "Xiangxiang, you are still young, but you have to understand one thing."

"The most beautiful age for us women in this life is only a few years. When we pass that age, we will gradually grow old. We are not like the lotus in the pond in front of the house. It bloomed this year and will continue to bloom next year.

, we women will grow old slowly throughout our lives after we are in our twenties."

"In the years when our appearance is at its peak, we must try our best to find a man worthy of entrusting us with our whole life."

"My mother once said to me that a woman must find a worthy man as soon as possible, otherwise when she gets old and loses her lust, the man will find a younger woman than you. But if you don't do it before he gets rich,

Just stay with him, and when he becomes successful in the future, he will naturally miss the days when you shared the hardships with him."

"For us women, the most important thing in this life is to find the right man."

Xiangxiang said in confusion: "Miss, do you think Mr. Su is the right man you can trust for the rest of your life?"

When Mei Ji heard this, her pretty face couldn't help but blush, and then she nodded seriously.

The first time she met Su Yu, she never looked directly at Su Yu.

Even if Su Yu helped them drive away a few local gangsters, she had no good impression of him. She just thought that the Zhenwu Guards were just warriors who knew how to fight and were very vulgar.

But later, after she got the poem written by Su Yu, which made her shine in Tai'an City, she couldn't help but start to wonder, who actually wrote this poem?

When she got the answer from Su Yu, her heart finally started to ripple at that moment.

The warning her mother gave her back then, after so many years, has long been shelved in a corner of her heart.

But because of the song given to Mei Ji, she once again realized the true meaning of what her mother said.

The morning sun fades away easily, and the appearance grows old easily.

If a woman can't find a man she likes when she's at her prime, why do she think she can make a man fall in love with her wholeheartedly when she loses her looks?

A woman's greatest asset in life is her appearance.

When the looks no longer exist, men will naturally focus on younger and more beautiful girls.

There is no oiran who keeps her appearance forever, but there will always be oirans who are in their prime.

Xiangxiang couldn't help but said: "Miss, we don't even know who that guy is, but you just so hastily think that he is your rightful man?"

Mei Ji chuckled and said, "I believe I won't misjudge the person. Do you still remember the first time we met him?"

Thinking of the first meeting, Meiji's pretty face couldn't help but look a little shy.

In order to avoid being kicked out of the house by Kong Yangming, she deliberately exposed her shoulders and yelled that she was indecent. Su Yu was at the scene at that time

"I still remember his expression at that time."

Mei Ji said with a smile: "His eyes were very calm at that time, and he did not show any trace of covetousness because of the skin I showed."

"And later, when we met Mr. Su for the last time, I was already a well-known courtesan in Tai'an City, but he still didn't show any infatuation because I was Meiji."

"Even when I offered to invite him to the Jiaofangsi for a cocktail party next time, he politely declined."

"If a man is only addicted to women, he will not achieve much in his life!"

"On the contrary, when a man no longer devotes all his energy to women and always thinks about building a career, he will no longer lack women. Things in this world are so wonderful."

"Xiangxiang, our life is short. My mother once said that looking for a man is like looking for an ear of wheat in a wheat field. We can only find one ear of wheat in the wheat field. When you find one, you think

Once you have a full ear of wheat, you should pick it immediately, then choose to leave the wheat field, and never think about whether there are more plump ears of wheat in the wheat field."

Xiangxiang said thoughtfully: "Miss, do you think Mr. Su is the ear of wheat you are looking for?"

"There are so many young masters in Tai'an City. If we just pick one, will he be better than him?"

"Look at his last time, we bought him a ticket, but he just sold the ticket for money."

"I see, he is not pretty, but he is greedy for money, and he is extremely greedy for money. And that time we went to his home, do you see how poor his family is?"

"This kind of person must be afraid of poverty, so he is so greedy for money."

"Miss, if you follow him, you don't know what kind of hard life you will live."

For Su Yu, Xiangxiang didn't have much favorable impressions. His young lady had paid so much for him, so it was a good thing that he didn't even come to the reception, which wasted all the good intentions of the young lady.

Then she seemed to have remembered something and said: "Besides, miss, even if you commit yourself to him, can he have the money to redeem you?"

"As far as I know, it's not a small sum of money to redeem the oiran of Jiaofangsi. How can he, a small military guard, have so much money?"

"When you are no longer an oiran, the Jiaofang Secretary will not be like you are now and will let you go."

Xiangxiang didn't finish what she said later.

But Meiji naturally understands.

The Jiaofangsi Oiran Competition is held every year.

The oiran from last year may be re-elected, or he may be replaced by someone else.

Once the position of oiran is no longer available, Mei Ji, like other girls in the Jiaofang Division, will be forced to pick up guests.

According to Xiangxiang's idea, the best destination for the young lady is to find a rich man, and then the rich man can redeem him and make him a concubine.

In this way, Mei Ji can at least live the second half of her life with fine clothes and fine food, and will not be reduced to the quagmire of Jiaofangsi.

When Mei Ji heard this, she shook her head and murmured: "How many rich people really treat you?"

"He stays with you because of your appearance, and will leave you because of your appearance. When your appearance grows old, he will abandon you like a pair of old shoes."

She had heard of too many courtesans who were ransomed by rich men in the Jiaofangsi, and their lives were worse than those in the Jiaofangsi who had a little bit of red lips and thousands of people tasted them.

There was even an oiran who lived a good life for several years but ended up drowning in the river.

I can save the money to redeem myself. If I don’t have enough money this year, I will strive to be re-elected as the oiran.

Meiji's eyes were firm and she thought to herself.
To be continued...