Chapter 50 Quyou Pavilion

At the beginning of the lanterns, the nine brothers and sisters An Chuxia dressed up and said hello to the teacher. They were stopped by someone as soon as they walked out of the inn.

An Chuxia frowned as she looked at Bai Weiwei and the others who were blocking their way, wondering what they wanted to do.

Bai Weiwei saw that An Chuxia, her brother and sister, were looking at them coldly, with neither disgust nor joy at seeing a fellow student from the academy on their faces.

He just looked at them calmly and said nothing.

Helpless, He Bai Weiwei had no choice but to force out a sweet smile, and said in a soft and soft voice: "Xuemei An, please go out!"

An Chuxia curled her lips as an answer.

Seeing the angry look on her face, Bai Weiwei gritted her teeth and continued: "I heard that there is a cultural gathering in Quyou Pavilion tonight. Junior An has received an invitation. Can you take us there?"

After Bai Weiwei said that, she thought she had lowered her profile. This school girl An from a poor family should not refuse her request.

But although her voice was soft and waxy, she was not a professional actor after all, and she didn't manage the expression on her face well.

The subtleties still revealed her disdain and contempt for An Chuxia's family background.

How could An Chuxia, a former social elite, fail to see the hypocrisy on Bai Weiwei's face.

But I didn't intend to argue with her.

She narrowed her charming peach blossom eyes, lightly opened her pale pink lips and said, "No!"

Then he bypassed them and continued walking in the direction of Quyou Pavilion. Liu Fei and his fellow apprentices pulled Junior Sister Gu's sleeves and pulled her to catch up with An Chuxia quickly.

After Bai Weiwei and the others reacted from their stunned surprise, they realized that they had been rejected. They looked at An Chuxia and the others' leaving figures in disbelief, and began to spit out fragrance.

But An Chuxia and the others had already turned into another street, who cares how angry they were.

Brother and sister An Chuxia who walked into another street couldn't help but sigh, Songjiang Prefecture is indeed a prefecture with developed waterways. At night, many shops have red lanterns in front of them.

Although it is not very bright, it is not so dark that objects cannot be seen.

When An Chuxia and his party came to the street where Quyou Pavilion is located, it was like a completely different world from other places.

The lights here are transparent, there are many lanterns of various colors in front of each pavilion, and there are boys and girls in bright clothes standing at the door, soliciting customers.

An Chuxia stood at the intersection of the street and looked at each other with several senior brothers. If they still didn't understand what kind of business this street was doing, then they were just telling lies with their eyes open.

Just when An Chuxia was wondering if she should break the appointment for the sake of her little girl's pure heart.

Jiang Zhirou, who was waiting for them at the entrance of Quyou Pavilion, saw An Chuxia and ran over with two of her followers to grab her.

"Everyone, come in quickly! The party inside is about to start!" Jiang Zhirou said, pulling An Chuxia.

Gu Fangmiao watched Jiang Zhirou holding An Chuxia's hand, thinking that Sister An was her only sister, and no one else could compete with her.

She pouted her pink little mouth cutely and squeezed between the two of them without leaving any trace.

Jiang Zhirou, who was pushed aside, was forced to let go of An Chuxia's hand.

She rolled her eyes at Gu Fangmiao, who had a proud look on her face, "Childish!"

Gu Fangmiao raised her face and didn't care whether this behavior was childish or not.

An Chuxia patted Gu Fangmiao's head gently. Now that she had come here and was seen by the person she was dating, it was impossible to break the date.

Looking at the senior brothers, he said: "...let's go!"

Men are naturally quick to accept this kind of place, and they don't see anything wrong with literati gathering here to gather.

The senior brothers naturally walked into the secluded pavilion with the sounds of strings, melodious music, and light singing and dancing on the stage.

What An Chuxia didn't expect was that the person who came over so charmingly was not an old prostitute or a mother.

Rather, he is a man with a face covered with white powder and a greasy head, and his age is indistinguishable. His voice is soft and soft, with a crisp rhyme, which is really nice!

“Young gentlemen, ladies, please come upstairs quickly!

Everyone is here today. In our Quyou Pavilion, there are quite a few young waiters tonight. It’s a beautiful day.

When the time comes, all you gentlemen and ladies, please give them more support and pity!"

The surprise on An Chuxia's face flashed away, and she turned her head to see Gu Fangmiao's confused look on her face. She hurriedly raised her hand to wave away the male madam, not letting him continue.

Now she regrets bringing her fifteen-year-old girl here. At that time, she only thought that Quyou Pavilion was a place to listen to music, but she didn't expect that it turned out to be a small restaurant.

There are not only female prostitutes in skimpy clothes, but also young men dressed in enchanting clothes.

They were a group of people, except Jiang Zhirou, a playgirl who often visited such places.

And An Chuxia, who had seen bars, KTVs, and some similar nightclubs in her previous life.

The others were somewhat affected by the arrogant and luxurious atmosphere here, and their faces turned unnaturally crimson.

Jiang Zhirou took them up to the second floor and entered a very spacious private room, where many people were already sitting.

At a glance, there were at least twenty or thirty people, maybe even more.

There were two or three people sitting behind each long low table, arranged in a circle around the large private room.

In the middle, there is a maiko dancing gracefully, and there are two musicians accompanying her on the piano.

The person who organized this cultural gathering was Yu Zhuokai, the eldest son of the Yu family in Songjiang Prefecture. He was twenty-four or five years old and a scholar.

I heard from Jiang Zhirou that this person considers himself an elegant person, and what he likes to do most is elegant things. This can be seen from the place he chose for gatherings of literati.

The difference between what he thinks is elegance and the real elegance is probably the distance between the South Pole and the North Pole.

Yu Zhuokai, who was wearing a blue brocade dress, saw An Chuxia led in by Jiang Zhirou, with a surprised expression on his face.

When I invited this female scholar who became famous in Hanhua Academy.

Although she didn't refuse, she didn't show any interest. Yu Zhuokai really didn't expect her to come.

Few people who can stand out in a big family are stupid. Although Yu Zhuokai is a bit more vulgar and elegant.

But he knew that he could crush a female scholar with extraordinary literary talent and talent in terms of knowledge, so he would not be stupid enough to offend her.

After Yu Zhuokai saw An Chuxia come in, he politely stood up and raised his hand, inviting them to sit not far from him.

Of course, some of the others sitting at the bottom were unconvinced and thought that she, a small female scholar, had no right to sit above them.

But I thought of that unlucky Juren.

Being rebuked by this female scholar with the vast knowledge most familiar to the literati, she left in despair without even finishing the lectures of the great Confucian Mr. Sima.

My heart couldn't help but tremble with intelligence, and everyone restrained their expressions in fear, showing a hello, me, and everyone's smile.

The social interaction of complimenting each other has begun, which has never changed since ancient times.
Chapter completed!