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Chapter Thirteen Eighteen Touches

"Hahahaha, it turns out Mr. Zhang has arrived!" A burst of laughter came from behind Dakui, and Dakui couldn't help turning his head to look. He saw a man in brocade robes walking quickly with a smile on his face and clasped his fists in salute.

Dakui stood up and laughed: "Oh, this must be Mr. Pan! I'm disrespectful!"

"Don't you dare? I'm sorry for the late arrival of the official!" Pan Lei laughed and greeted Dakui. Both of them had smiles on their faces, and they sat down hand in hand like old friends.

Pan Lei immediately asked with a smile: "Why is Mr. Zhang so interested in coming to Quanzhou, a small land of egg balls?"

Dakui laughed and replied: "This Xiangquanfang is famous all over the world. Zhang took the opportunity to come and broaden his horizons. Hey, you and I are both officials of the imperial court, but we are not allowed to make loud noises here. Besides, you and I are still brothers."

Better, huh? Hahaha." Dakui looked anxious, and Pan Lei also showed a look of understanding.

"Pan is so lucky to be able to meet Brother Zhang." Pan Lei immediately changed his tune.

Dakui sighed: "I have very little free time this year. I heard that the Xiangquanfang here is very unique, so I came here to take a look. I didn't want to disturb Brother Pan!" Pan Lei was in his forties, Dakui said.

Pan Lei, who has been in official circles for a long time, naturally knows the secret.

Pan Lei turned around and ordered the waiter who was following him: "Go and inform Third Sister that a distinguished guest is here today. Ask her to make proper arrangements! All expenses will be charged to Pan's account." The waiter did not dare to neglect after hearing this, and quickly agreed and turned around.

Go downstairs.

It goes without saying that Dakui and Pan Lei exchanged polite greetings, but for a moment there was movement in the hall again. The curtain at the corner door next to the singing stage in the main hall was lifted, and more than ten beauties filed out. Each of them was as beautiful as a peach, and as beautiful as a fairy.

What's more, there were actually green gauze bunkers showing people in flesh-colored colors, and Lian'er from the beginning was also among them. For a moment, the singing stage was filled with spring light, which made the onlookers in the audience stare straight in their eyes.

The thirteen beauties in Xiangquanfang are the pillars of the show. Every night, only three or two of them appear, and they are already packed with people. At this moment, all of them suddenly appear together, but it is only the first time in the new year.

Dakui stared at him for a long time, and Pan Lei next to him called out to Dakui several times before he came back to his senses.

"Brother Zhang can tell you which one you like, and Pan will act as a matchmaker to redeem it and give it to Brother Zhang!" He looked at Dakui with a smile on his face.

Dakui felt his mouth was dry, so he reached for the tea cup and took a sip of tea, then he said: "I wonder how much money it will cost to redeem his life?"

Pan Lei chuckled and said: "No matter how much money it is, as long as Brother Zhang is satisfied, Pan will sell the house and Brother Zhang will bring back the beauty."

Dakui couldn't help but stretched out his thumb and praised: "Brother Pan is really refreshing, hahaha." Dakui paused and said: "But this is not good! It will cost Brother Pan money!"

Pan Lei waved his hands proudly and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, just choose him! Hahahaha." Although Pan Lei knew that Da Kui was the political envoy of Jiangnan, he never thought that Da Kui came just for him this time. He thought that Da Kui could be in this fireworks

If he shows up here, he must also be a drunkard and a womanizer. Why not put it to the test and see what the intentions of Mr. Zhang, the Jiangnan political envoy, are.

Dakui looked at it for a long time, then shook his head and said: "Each of these people is more beautiful than the other, so it seems that they are really the same." The topic changed, and Dakui said: "When I first came here, there was a person named Lian'er, whose music

She sang well, how about asking her to sing another song?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the first waiter came upstairs with a tray, followed by a beautiful middle-aged woman.

"Oh, no wonder the magpies on the trees in the yard keep chirping today. It turns out that a noble person is here!" The beautiful woman arrived before she arrived, and came to Da Kui and Pan Lei with a gust of fragrant wind.

Pan Lei chuckled and said: "Come on, come on, let me introduce you." He pointed at Dakui and said: "This is Mr. Zhang, the envoy of Jiangnan General Affairs."

The beautiful woman hurriedly knelt down and blessed her with a blessing. This beautiful woman was also in her forties, but her features were as beautiful as a milf, and her skin was as smooth as gelatin. She was even more charming. Dakui couldn't help but look at her with a straight face.

Pan Lei couldn't help but laugh when he saw this: "Brother Zhang?" He said and waved his hand in front of Dakui's eyes.

"Ah?" Da Kui suddenly felt lost and couldn't help but embarrassedly brought tea and took a sip to pretend to cover up.

Pan Lei then introduced: "This is the third bustard sister of Xiangquanfang. She created all these girls by herself."

Only then did Dakui respond: "Oh, it turns out to be the third sister. Nice to meet you!"

Pan Lei chuckled and said, "I still need to trouble Third Sister and ask Miss Lian'er to sing another song. This is what Mr. Zhang requested by name."

The third sister couldn't help but praise: "Oh, Mr. Zhang has such good eyesight. That girl Lian'er is the number one here." The third sister said and turned around to leave. As she walked, she turned back and said, "You two, please wait here while I go."

Come as you go."

Da Kui watched the third sister leave and couldn't help but whispered: "Brother Pan, I think these ten girls are pretty good, why don't we take them all away? I wonder what Brother Pan thinks of my idea?"

When Pan Lei heard this, he had an unpredictable look on his face and said: "In today's Jiangnan area, I have never met a man of Brother Zhang's courage. You and I cannot afford to offend the backstage of Xiangquanfang."

Dakui couldn't help but ask: "But I don't know who is the backer of this Goulan?"

Pan Lei pondered for a moment and then said: "Brother Zhang, it's better not to ask why. Brother Zhang, please look...Miss Lian'er is about to start!"

Dakui couldn't help but turn his head and look at the singing stage in the hall. He saw Lian'er sitting on a high stool just like when he first met her. The kid in green clothes immediately raised his voice and said, "I would like to invite you to order some music."

The waiter behind Dakui and Pan Lei quickly came over and asked cautiously: "Two adults, please order some music."

Pan Lei asked Dakui to order some music, and then he picked up the tea and tasted it carefully.

Dakui couldn't help but muttered: "I need to order something more elegant." After thinking for a moment, he said to the waiter, "Just order something eighteen!"

'Pfft' Pan Lei spurted out a sip of tea, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: 'It's really elegant!'

It turns out that this Eighteen Touches is a tune that is circulated in the market. I don’t know who composed the lyrics and music, but it has spread all over the country in one fell swoop.

When the waiter heard Da Kui's instructions, he was stunned for a moment. Although this was a Goulan place but not a market place, how could these Eighteen Moes be sung? But since the Jiangnan general affairs envoy asked to sing, it was hard to refuse.

, had no choice but to look at Master Pan Lei.

Pan Lei was helpless. Of course, he couldn't say that Da Kui's order was vulgar, so he turned to the waiter and said, "Master Zhang is a sweetheart. Once you order a song, just ask Miss Lian'er to sing it."

The waiter had no choice but to turn around and go downstairs.

When the waiter came to the stage and talked to the kid in green, the kid's face turned green for a moment. Beauty Lian'er couldn't help but ask: "What song is it?" The kid had to walk up to Lian'er and whisper it again.

Lian'er's face immediately turned red, and the boy reminded her again: "It was the distinguished guest in the upper dining room who ordered the song."

Lian'er said softly: "I understand."

To be honest, any woman who lives in the land of fireworks will know how to do eighteen touches if she can sing. Although Lian'er lives in this high-class hook fence, she is not immune to the custom. It's just that these eighteen touches are what she has learned in the beginning, just in case of emergencies.

Yes, I never expected that a distinguished guest would order this song and lyrics.

Seeing the whispers on the stage, the spectators in the audience couldn't help but booed: "Miss Lian'er, what song did they order? You should sing quickly!"

In desperation, Lian'er had no choice but to order someone to bring in another instrument. It was a drum, and the base of the drum was so high that it was level with the abdomen. It turned out that the tunes of the Eighteen Touches were folk tunes from the Beijing area, and this drum

It’s Jingdong Dagu.

Lian'er first took a chopstick from the maid's hand and bit it in her mouth. Then she took a short drumstick and a pair of bamboo boards (also called Allegro). It turned out that Jingdong drums are very particular and require singing.

He holds chopsticks in his mouth, but he has to sing in a clear and precise manner. During this period, he has to beat the drum with one hand and sing along with the bamboo board. It can be said that singing, chanting, doing and playing are all available. Everything is ready, and with the sound of four drums

'Dong. Dong. Dong. Dong', Lian'er joined the board and immediately sang:

Play the drum tightly, then play the gong slowly, stop the gong and listen to singing, all kinds of chatter and singing, listen to me singing "Eighteen Touches", reach out to touch the silk on my sister's face, the dark clouds fly half way across the sky, reach out to touch the front of my sister's head, the heaven is full

I am addicted to the disease, reach out to touch my sister Maomao Bay, spread out to the middle and wide, reach out to touch my sister's eyes, her black eyes are white and white, reach out my hand to touch my sister's nose needle, you are so angry that you go out to the nunnery, reach out your hand to touch my sister's mouth,

Yingying's eyes were smiling slightly, and he reached out to touch the lower tips of his sister. The lower tips were placed on his chest. He reached out to touch the side of her ears. Their protruding heads and ears were touching each other. He reached out to touch her shoulders. Her shoulders were as old as Ruan's. He reached out to touch her.

I put my arms around my shoulders, I stretched out my hand to touch my sister's hair, it was like a woolen pen, I reached out to touch my sister's chest, my chest is in your body, I reached out to touch my sister's palm, my palm is curved

On both sides, I reached out to touch my sister’s breasts, and there were no more steamed buns. I reached out to touch my sister’s big belly, which was like a rice field. I reached out to touch my sister’s belly. It was soft and closed my eyes. I reached out to touch my sister’s belly button. It felt so good.

If you reach out to touch my sister's buttocks, it's like fluttering white cotton. If you reach out and touch your sister's thighs, it looks like the white silk of winter melon. If you stretch your hand to touch my sister's white knees, it feels like plowing oxen and pulling up mud. If you reach out and touch your sister's calves, don't

You have to pull it, don't open it, reach out and touch the little sister's feet, the little feet go up to the brother's shoulders, touch all over the body, throw the two sides and touch the center, the left side touches the baby, the right side touches the head

, moving from east to west, the sorghum swallows on the face turn into nests, with needles and thorns on both sides, like a machine weaving shuttle, moving from left to right and cold, the middle one is hot and the fire is good, and the beard drinks

In the body of Shaojiu, it is as white as jade. You lean on the edge of the basin with your palms open, as if you are drinking the soup. Your butt is as big as a mill. Three tanks of sesame wine are half a catty. Willow trees are planted on both sides. Horses and boats are riding in the middle.

On the small road, there is a vegetable and melon shed in the middle. Old people hear eighteen touches, and young people also pass by. Young people hear eighteen touches, and they are greedy for flowers day and night and cannot sleep.

(The lyrics of Shiba Mo are taken from the Internet. They are said to be the authentic and original lyrics of Shiba Mo. These lyrics are for readers’ enjoyment and are purely for reference! Please forgive me!)

Perhaps the spectators were used to listening to the elegant tunes of fairy music here, but when they suddenly heard Shiba Mo, they were all dumbfounded. When Lian Er finished singing Shi Ba Mo, he immediately attracted applause from the whole house. Who would have thought that a singer who is famous for his poems and songs Can the talented girls in Xiangquanfang sing Shiba Mo? Although these talented girls will do their best to have sex in the back hall as long as they have money, they are used to being serious in the front hall.

Dakui was even more excited and cheering upstairs. Master Pan Lei couldn't help but let go of his worries when he saw that the dignified Jiangnan ambassador was acting like this.


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