Three Spring

Author: Yao Jishan

Three Spring

After passing through Fengyuanli and turning a few more corners, the shops in front of us were gradually sparse, the alleys were quiet, and the wind gradually carried a hint of powdery fragrance.

At this time, Wei Shu already felt that something was wrong, and when she saw Alan and Hua Zhen walking straight into a small courtyard called "Sanchun Pavilion", she was really surprised.

This is...a private prostitution parlor, right?

Standing quietly at the corner of the street, Wei Shu looked towards the small building with a look of surprise on her face.

She herself didn't know this place, but Aqisi seemed to have been in a similar place. The book in the darkness was slowly turning, and some vague memories poured into her mind.

However, these memories were as incoherent as usual, probably due to Aqisi's resistance. Wei Shu was not in a hurry, and still looked at the "Sanchun Pavilion" not far ahead.

In a prosperous market place like Fengyuanli, there are naturally no shortage of official prostitutes and private prostitutes. The unknown long street in front of you is probably the place where fireworks are located in the south of the city, and it looks quite popular.

It has been built over many years of operation.

Wei Shu looked up and saw that the Sanchun Pavilion was located in the middle of this long north-south street. There were many similar pavilions nearby. There were colorful lanterns hanging in front of each house. At night, it must be...

It's colorful and has a unique style.

Now it is just past noon, and the streets are deserted, with few pedestrians in sight. It seems a bit deserted. Only the spring breeze is far away, and the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras can occasionally be heard in the distance, but it is also vague, just like that sudden

The aroma of fat that comes and goes from far to near.

"Hey, Mr. Alan is here. Please come in quickly. You haven't been here for a while. Our girl is thinking about you."

In the Sanchun Pavilion, as soon as Alan and Hua Zhenfu stepped into the small building, the madam immediately greeted them with a smile, and several little girls also rushed to say hello. The sound of warblers and swallows swept away the silence just now.

The madam had some beauty when she was young, but now she can only put on heavy makeup to cover up the traces of time. She twisted her waist, walked up to Alan in three steps, and kissed him affectionately.

She patted him lightly on the arm. Before Alan's eyes showed disgust, he retracted his hand in time, took two steps back and said with a smile:

"Young master, please go in now. Our Chun'er has been looking gloomy these days. Once you go, she will definitely be happy."

This Chun'er girl is what Alan orders every time he comes back. Because Alan spends a lot of money, Chun'er girl rarely sees outsiders now.

Hua Zhen shrank her head at this time and stood only two steps behind Alan. She looked like an ordinary follower.

The madam had seen this fat black boy before, so she didn't pay much attention to him. She turned around and loudly ordered the girls in the building to prepare tea and snacks.

Alan was used to coming here, so he knew the rules. The Madam's call meant asking for money for tea.

He smiled stiffly at the madam, took out a few pieces of silver from his arms, and sent the little girls away. The madam then changed her attentive smile and led the two of them through the small house.

Building, came to the backyard.

There is also a small building in the backyard, which is more exquisite than the previous building. Although the area in front of the building is not big, there are rockeries, flowing water, stone corridors and Zhuqiao. If you want to go to the building, you have to go around it in nine twists and turns.

A few steps.

However, this also pinpointed the thoughts of the drifters, giving them a feeling that they could see but not touch. Only when their hearts and souls were stirred up could the charming girls empty the pockets of their benefactors.

Alan and Hua Zhen, who were familiar with each other, walked over and opened the brocade curtain hanging on the ground in front of the small building. A woman wearing a silver green shirt and a flowered skirt came forward with a smile, bowed and saluted: "Master,

But it’s finally here, and I’m really anxious about the wait.”

The woman speaks a soft golden language, her articulation is lighter than ordinary people, her face is painted with extremely white powder, her red lips are filled with elixir, and her eyebrows are curved like the moon. Her appearance is not necessarily beautiful, but there is a sense of grace in her movements and movements.

Du is neither like a Song girl nor a Jin girl, but rather has an exotic feel.

Without moving his eyebrows, Alan strode to the east window, knelt down on the cushions that he had prepared early, and the woman followed him and took a seat opposite him. There was a narrow window between them.

The long table was already decorated with water and land, and even the wine and food were prepared, as if the woman had known he would come early in the morning.

"Meng Chun'er, you are so kind to our Mr. Alan, don't neglect it." The Madam stood in front of the steps and laughed. She reached out and picked up an exquisite red palace lantern with tassels from the hand of the little girl next to her.

She lifted the lantern up to the eaves, turned and smiled charmingly at Alan, and then led the girl to waddle away.

This is the rule of Huajie. Having this lantern means that Miss Chun'er has guests in the house at this time and sees no outsiders.

"Master, would you like to have a glass of wine first?" Meng Chun'er held up the imitation Qingdong porcelain wine bottle and poured wine into the wine cup in front of Alan with a smile on her face.

Hua Zhen cooed at her slightly.

Hua Zhen also nodded to her, said "Naohuo", then walked around the man and woman sitting opposite each other, climbed up the stairs, and went upstairs alone.

The colorful curtains hang low, the east wind is gentle and soft, and the windows above the small building are decorated with brocade, and everything is beautiful.

This second floor was originally the place where the girls spent time with their benefactors. There were incense tables at both ends of the long and slender corridor, and now the incense was lingering in the air and hitting the mouth and nose.

However, Hua Zhen did not go to the large and beautifully decorated room. Instead, she walked to the incense table facing west without looking away. Then she suddenly turned to the side and entered the water house.

This water house is where the maids cook tea and soup. Whenever guests stay overnight, they will promptly bring hot water. Or if the guests and the girls are hungry, they will make some snacks for them.

At this time, the window in the middle of the water house was slightly opened, and the fire was still warm, but there was no maid with bright eyes, but a man sitting there.

"Sun Dashou has been waiting for a long time." Hua Zhenqian walked up to the man, touched his shoulder with one hand, and performed the meeting ceremony of a big gold man.

The man turned his head, his eyes on his short-bearded face were like lightning, he glanced at Hua Zhen's face, and said loudly: "Seventh Young Master, you are polite."

Almost at the same time, on a paulownia tree two yards away from the small building, Wei Shu held the branch with one hand, listening to the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, her figure rose and fell with the branches, and stared at the water house.

The middle-aged man called "Sun Dashou" had a suspicious look on his face.

Dashou is the honorific title given to the leader of a certain line in the secret industry.

In Baishuang City, the frontier army and the government are jointly in charge of all the things that ordinary people can see, and under the water, there is another world. This world is a mixture of rivers and lakes, underworld and all kinds of underworld.

Its scope ranges from officials and nobles to thieves and beggars. It is almost everywhere and pervasive.

However, in Aqisi's memory, there seems to be no such figure as Sun Dashou in Baishuang City.

Sorry, sorry, I'm a day late. I forgot the time for some reason. I always thought that today was the second day of junior high school. Then I looked at my phone in the morning and saw that it was actually the third day of junior high school. I was shocked and shocked, but I just felt that it was the third day of junior high school yesterday.

Today is the second day of the new year, and my memory seems to be confused. It may be because I am busy. 5555. I would like to say sorry to my dear friends again.
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