The two girls each held one wing of the butterfly comb and looked at each other. Xiaodi was dressed as a maid, with her hair in a three-part bun, and her eyebrows had a bit of childishness. The woman was about two years older than her.
Wearing a horned crown on his head, he wears light green clothes, a thin auburn jacket, and a round fan in his hand.
Although she is only two years older, this girl has a pink face and peach cheeks, and is already very charming. If Xiaodi is still a green and unripe fruit, this girl is a honey that has just exuded a ripe fragrance.
It’s peach.
After seeing each other's appearance and dress clearly, the two girls' eyes flashed with disdain at the same time, and they began to compete with each other.
"Hey, I saw it first." Xiaodi couldn't help but say after a duel.
The girl chuckled and said: "What a domineering woman, if you see her first, she will be yours."
The owner of the jewelry seller hurriedly tried to smooth things over and said, "Girls, why are you arguing? There are many styles here. You two girls can choose from them. They all look beautiful."
Xiaodi put on a pretty face and said seriously: "I want this one!"
The girl smiled so hard that she couldn't help but smile: "Unfortunately, so am I!"
The two hands exerted force at the same time again, clenching the wings of the "butterfly" tightly, and the two pairs of eyes collided fiercely, and a string of sparks suddenly burst out.
Xia Xun is a little funny. As for what, it's just a comb.
Although Xia Xun has been in this era for more than a year, there are still many things that he does not understand, such as this girl's dress. He just thinks that this girl has a charming face and slightly plain clothes, but he does not know about this kind of dress.
It is actually a kind of uniform, which is what people in brothels must wear when going out.
According to the laws of the Ming Dynasty, actors must wear a green headscarf and a red waistband when going out. They are not allowed to walk in the middle of the street, but can only walk on both sides of the road. Women in brothels are not allowed to wear gold and silver jewelry when going out. They can only wear a sapodilla crown. They must
Wearing auburn trousers is a way to distinguish herself from ordinary people. Because of this somewhat humiliating rule, women in brothels rarely go out. This also makes Xia Xun, an inexperienced young man, not notice the girl's dress at all.
Find out her identity.
Xia Xun shook his head disapprovingly and advised: "Xiao Di, it's just a comb. Don't compete with others. You can choose another one. It doesn't matter if you choose a few more. I'll buy it for you. Look, this one
The one shaped like a pipa is good."
Xiaodi didn't like the woman in front of her very much. There was no reason, it was just an instinctive feeling. She didn't want to give in to the woman in front of her, so she stubbornly said: "I don't! I just like this one, and I want this one!"
Peng Ziqi is also a woman, and women don't help relatives. Without thinking, she immediately walked between the two of them, stretched out two fingers and pinched them. Both the woman and Xiaodi felt their wrists shake, and they couldn't hold the butterfly comb with their fingers.
Then it fell into the hands of Peng Ziqi.
Peng Ziqi smiled and said: "The black silk tassel is tied up to the eyebrows. When Ke Ke was fifteen years old, she saw that she was not married, and her hair was still hanging down on her temples. I think this butterfly comb is bright and lively, which is just right for Xiao Di. Here, take it
Go ahead."
Xiaodi happily took the comb, smiled sweetly at Peng Ziqi and said, "Thank you, Brother Peng." Then she wrinkled her nose in demonstration at the woman.
The woman snorted coldly and felt a little sullen for a moment, but she glanced at Xia Xun and saw his handsome appearance clearly. Her eyes lit up, and her sullen expression immediately dissipated, and her almond-shaped eyes were filled with mist and she looked at him carefully again.
As soon as he clicked on the extremely expensive jade on his waist, his expression became even gentler: "Master, what do you say?"
Xia Xun spread his hands and smiled bitterly: "I'm very sorry. My girl can take care of it, but I can't take care of this friend. It's just a gadget. Don't argue with her. Why don't you choose another one?"
, I have the right to make an apology to the girl."
The woman teased with watery eyes: "Young Master is so generous, so I want to send him away with these few pennies. Well, I don't want to take advantage of you, so in this case, I will ask you to help me choose something."
The last comb I liked is ready."
As she spoke, she moved lightly towards Xia Xun. Xiaodi's feet flashed and she immediately inserted herself between the two of them. She put her hands on her waist, tried hard to straighten her petite chest, and said fiercely: "Leave my young master."
Stay away."
The woman chuckled and said: "Hey, I'm so far away, why do I smell a sour smell? How old is the little girl? Her chest is flat and it's still an uncultivated field, so I'm in a hurry to find oxen to plow it.
Already?"
Xiaodi's face turned red with embarrassment at her bold words. She would not dare to say such words anyway. She deliberately retorted, but she glanced at her tall and magnificent breasts, and then secretly glanced at her own chest.
Xiao Di was immediately discouraged. Peng Ziqi pulled her to his side and said with a sullen face: "We won't lose our identity by arguing with this kind of person, let's go!"
Xia Xun saw the woman's smoky eyes and flirtatious behavior, and she spoke so aggressively. He also felt that she did not look like a good girl, so he cupped his hands and turned around to leave, but the woman said reluctantly: "Young Master just said that he wanted to give one away."
Comb, did you forget it so quickly?"
Xia Xun had no choice but to stop, take a look at the stall, casually picked up a comb and handed it over and said, "How about this one?"
The comb that Xia Xun picked up casually was a "Magu's birthday" comb made of ox horn. This comb was carved from the horn into the pattern of Magu's birthday. Magu held an immortal staff in one hand, with a treasure gourd tied to the end of the staff.
Holding a jade plate in one hand, the pattern on the clothes is fine and even, elegant and gorgeous. The teeth of the comb are engraved on the skirt. It is a little less lively than the butterfly comb, but a little more elegant. Although it is picked up casually, it is very suitable.
The woman's age and appearance.
The woman didn't mind his somewhat perfunctory attitude, and gave him a gift, with a smile as bright as a flower and said, "Thank you so much, Master, for the comb. My family's surname is Zi, Zi Yi Teng. I dare not ask the Master for his surname."
"The surname is Zi? This surname is quite rare." Xia Xun thought to himself and replied casually: "My lord, Yang Xu, Miss Zi, Yang has something important to attend to, so I'm leaving."
When Xia Xun announced his name, the woman said in surprise: "Ah! Yang Xu, is the young master Yang Wenxuan, Young Master Yang?"
Xia Xun asked curiously: "Do you know me?"
Ziyi Teng said happily: "Although I don't know the young master, I have admired his name for a long time. I didn't expect that it was Mr. Yang who was in front of me. The slave family is blind and does not recognize Taishan. Please forgive me. Thanks to Mr. Yang for your kindness, the little girl will definitely..."
Before she finished speaking, she heard a strange voice saying: "Hey, isn't this Young Master Yang Wenxuan?"
The voice came from behind Miss Zi. Xia Xun looked up and saw two young men waddling over like ducks. The two men were wearing the same color, wearing cloud-patterned young man's robes on the right side and wearing boots. Holding a white jade fan filled with lotus flowers in the courtyard, she has a bun on her head and a jade hairpin inserted horizontally.
Judging from his age, the one who spoke was about twenty-five or six, with a long face, light eyebrows, and an acne on his right cheek. The other one seemed to be a few years older than him, and his appearance was much different, with a Chinese-character face and a mustache. , thick eyebrows, narrow eyes, and a big mouth. Although he is dressed like a scholar, there are a few striations on his face, which makes him look a bit vulgar, but his expression is very obviously reserved and arrogant.
"Purple girl!"
The person who spoke put away his fan and raised his hand to Ziyi Teng: "Miss, thank you for waiting for a long time. This is my cousin."
His cousin nodded reservedly and said proudly: "My surname is Cao, Cao Yuguang."
The long-faced scholar flattered him again and said: "Cousin, this is the girl in purple clothes and vines from the 'Mirror Flower Water Pavilion'."
The man had just seen the appearance of Zi Yi Teng, and his eyes were already shining. At this time, he smiled slightly, nodded and said: "Yes, it is indeed good. If you put it in Jinan Mansion, this can be regarded as one of the best red girls."
"Haha, my cousin is right, as long as he likes it."
Speaking of this, the long-faced scholar glared at Xia Xun with disdain, and said in a strange way: "Mr. Yang is very well-informed. It turns out that you have also heard about the girl in purple who recently put up a comb, what's the matter? Then we started to contact each other privately. Want to come to a terrace near the water and get there first? Sorry, my cousin also likes Miss Zi very much. I’m afraid Mr. Yang will be disappointed this time."
Xia Xun had been squinting at him since he appeared. He vaguely felt that this person seemed familiar, and immediately became aware that this person must be the person Zhang Shisan had painted a portrait of himself. However, he had been Yang Wenxuan for a while. That memory has been somewhat weakened, and now I vaguely remembered the identity of the person in front of me, and couldn't help but suddenly asked: "Are you Jiang Zhiqing?"
"This noble person really forgets things. Did you just recognize Jiang now?"
Jiang Zhiqing only said that he was showing contempt, and said with some shame and anger: "Last time at the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Miss Yiyi put up a hairdresser, and I was taken away by a friend because it was a temporary entertainment, so I didn't bring enough money, so you, Yang Wenxuan, took the lead. .This time it won’t go as you want, my cousin has fallen in love with the girl in purple, you’d better leave as soon as possible.”
Xia Xun already knew the identity of the purple girl in front of him when he heard what he said. The so-called "tag combing" was the official ceremony for receiving guests when the brothel's brothel grew up. Because it was the first time, it was a pleasure-seeking ceremony. Guests flocked to it and bid, and the winner would be the girl's first guest.
Xia Xun once heard Zhang Shisan say that Yang Wenxuan competed with Jiang Zhiqing, a member of the silk and satin shop, for the right to comb Yiyi's hair at the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and each spent money to fight for wealth. In the end, Yang Wenxuan won and greatly ridiculed Jiang Zhiqing, and the two became enemies from then on. , this person was once listed as one of the assassin suspects by Xia Xun. Unexpectedly, it was only today that the two met for the first time.
After understanding the identity of this purple girl, and listening to Jiang Zhiqing's words, Xia Xun had figured out some of the truth: it must be that this purple girl is getting married soon, and Jiang Zhiqing's cousin is visiting from Jinan and has heard the news. , I want to take a look at the goods first to decide whether to compete for her right to have her first night. On the day of the brothel's grooming, there will not be just one girl, but a group of newly grown beauties appearing at the same time. The men participating in the competition are also of all kinds, with complex backgrounds. So it's normal for there to be some shady stuff.
As soon as Xia Xun understood the reason, he wanted to pull away, but before he could say anything, Mr. Cao folded his shoulders, moved forward, and pointed to the tip of his nose: "I want this woman, Let's go. If you also fall in love with her, hey! It won't be too late for you to come and drink my shabu-shabu water when I get tired of playing with her."
Miss Zi's pretty face suddenly turned red. Although she was a girl who grew up in a brothel and was destined to give birth to Zhang Shuwei and entertain others with her body, she had no shame at all. However, she was snatched away like goods by the men in front of her. , what he said was so unbearable, and the emotion and appearance were not as bad as the comb that was snatched away just now, how embarrassing it was, but she could only hide this humiliation in her heart.
Xia Xun frowned and said, "Mr. Cao, I don't want to..."
Cao Yuguang interrupted him impatiently and said calmly: "I don't want to know what you are thinking. You just need to know that in terms of wealth, I am more than you; in terms of power, I am bigger than you. If you try to snatch a woman from me, you will die. It’s ugly! Be wise and get out of here!”
Xia Xun was about to leave, but he couldn't help but feel angry secretly after hearing his words. He stopped and looked at Cao Yuguang coldly. Ziyi Teng looked on with cold eyes. Seeing this scene, his heart suddenly moved. This person in front of her was full of humiliation for her. The situation seems to be an excellent opportunity.
"Young Master Yang..." Miss Zi turned her back to Jiang Zhiqing and called Xia Xun. She didn't say anything else, but her speaking eyes had already said everything she wanted to say. Her eyes were full of It is pleading, attachment, humiliation and admiration. This look is enough to arouse a man's pride and a man's heart to protect flowers.
At this moment, Miss Zi is simply the most outstanding actor, using the most vivid body language to interpret the role of a helpless woman who cannot help herself, is forced by others, and needs to be pitied and loved. Xia Xun watches Movies rarely moved him, and he wasn't interested in performances. Miss Zi's outstanding performance didn't move him, but Cao Yuguang looked at the sky and raised his chin, which seemed to interest him.
He looked at the curled nose hairs in Cao Yuguang's nostrils and suddenly didn't want to leave.
Cao Yuguang opened his long and narrow eyes and shouted: "Aren't you leaving yet?"
Xia Xun smiled and said happily: "Master Cao also likes Miss Zi? Haha, heroes really have the same opinion. We are guests from afar, and brothers should be polite to Master Cao, but I'm sorry, I treat Zi The girl also fell in love at first sight. Even if you are a strong dragon, can you suppress a local snake like me? So...it is you who should go!"
As soon as Xia Xun said something, two murderous glances shot directly from the side, even though the two girls seemed to have no qualifications to interfere with his affairs.
Cao Yuguang seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke, pointing at Xia Xun and laughing loudly: "Haha, Zhiqing, did you hear that? He wants to fight with me! He told me to leave, haha, haha, I laughed to death. …”
Jiang Zhiqing laughed twice, and Cao Yuguang suddenly stopped smiling and said in a cold voice: "Arrogant! You don't know the heights of the world, you want to steal a woman from me, Cao? Be careful, you will lose and you won't be able to find a wife!"
A hint of weirdness quickly passed through Xia Xun's eyes. He smiled and said very cordially: "Since Mr. Cao is so confident, how about we make a bet?"