He Qizhou praised him and followed Xiao Jihuai along the bluestone path to the north room. The door was a green glazed bead curtain, like a green blanket spread on the wall made of roses. When he opened the curtain and entered, a man barefooted and exposed his navel.
The beautiful bearded girl in shorts and tulle had been waiting behind the curtain, then twisted her soft waist and walked forward. Looking at the plump buttocks in front of her, He Qizhou couldn't help but secretly become nervous. Although he had been there several times,
This is the second brothel, but this is the first time we have encountered such a battle.
Passing through the corridor filled with reed flowers on both sides, and passing through a glazed bead curtain again, He Qizhou suddenly felt his eyes light up! Although from the sand dunes, the flat-roofed houses here were not tall, but after walking into the bead curtain, he entered
An extremely spacious space.
He Qizhou finally understood the craftsmanship of Yumen Xiaozhu! It was a large room four feet square, and the center was dug down another four feet, so it looked extremely high and spacious. Except for the three-foot-wide steps, there were beds placed all around.
In the center of the room was a whole carpet made of wool, all covered with colorful Western patterns.
On the walls around the room were rows of Western oil lamps, illuminating the whole room like daylight. There were already more than ten guests lying on the couches around them. When they saw Xiao Jihuai coming in, they all sat up to pay their respects.
He Qizhou took a quick look and found that no one he knew. Xiao Jihuai brought He Qizhou to the couch in the north. There were four people sitting on the couches on the east, west and south sides. He and Xiao Jihuai were the only two people on the couch in the north.
After the two people sat on the main seats, one on the left and the other on the right, Xiao Jihuai said: "The master here does not like martial artists, and the people who came to see me off were all Hanlin concubines of the same class as me!"
Only then did He Qizhou remember that Xiao Jihuai was still the top scholar in liberal arts, and he cursed, "Then why did you ask me to come?" Xiao Jihuai seemed to know what He Qizhou was thinking, and said, "I heard that Brother He is quick in thinking and has already won the title of scholar. Maybe
You can gain the favor of the master here, haha..."
It's whatever you say. He Qizhou didn't bother to compliment him anymore and just nodded and let it go.
Seeing that the host and guest had arrived, the Hu girl who was leading the way stood in the center of the room and said to Xiao Jihuai and He Qizhou: "The young lady is still changing, and the slaves will dance a song for you adults first." After saying this, she lightly palmed her hands.
Take a shot, three dancers and six female musicians in the same costumes came out of the bead curtain on the other side of the house.
Four dancers stood in the center of the carpet and assumed a flying posture, while six musicians with headscarves on their heads sat down in an arc in front of He Qizhou's couch, holding musical instruments such as konghou, 筚篥, drums, and bamboo flutes.
A beautiful girl, equally well-dressed, was kneeling on the bed next to her, pouring wine for the spectators.
When the music started, Xiao Jihuai introduced in a low voice that this was pure Hu music from the Western Regions, and the four girls dancing to the music were the best flying dancers in Yumen Xiaozhu, and of course the best flying dancers in the capital.
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He Qizhou had never heard or seen Hulehu dance. It was completely different from the soft and graceful dance Liu Yuting danced at home. The dancers matched the music that was sometimes exciting and sometimes sad, and all the dance steps closely followed the drumbeats.
, dancing enthusiastically and openly, like a group of young fairy fairies competing for beauty, showing off their graceful figures to the fullest.
Although He Qizhou didn't know much about music, the dance really moved his heart. He thought that no wonder the emperors, generals and ministers had to keep so many singers and concubines. Beautiful music and dance can really make people happy, so he couldn't help but cheer hard.
He Qizhou's loud applause seemed particularly abrupt. When He Qizhou tried to withdraw his palm power, it was too late. He thought to himself, it seems that he still can't escape the reputation of "countryman".
ah!
Unexpectedly, the group of literati applauded loudly at this time, and many people actually shouted "Hello". As the applause rose and fell, a tall and graceful woman, wearing colorful gauze, holding a pipa in her hands, and a pair of
Barefoot, white and flawless, she walked into the field step by step; through the tulle covering her face, her indescribably delicate face was vaguely visible, and a pair of green eyes exposed outside the veil glowed with a faint blue light, seeming to be able to take photos.
People are ordinary.
"Young Master Xiao's presence here really brings glory to the humble house." Although the woman looks like a foreigner, she speaks standard Daqi Mandarin. Her soft and waxy voice is slightly hoarse, as if she has a strong magnetism that can attract the man.
The mind is tightly sucked.
"I wonder who this is?" the visitor asked. Of course, someone who can sit side by side with Xiao Jihuai is not an ordinary person.
Although she was facing Xiao Jihuai and He Qizhou, there was no doubt that everyone on the surrounding beds only had eyes for her.
Just as He Qizhou was about to speak, Xiao Jihuai smiled heartily and said, "Miss Shangguan, this is Mr. He Qizhou, who has recently become famous in the capital."
"But the new top scholar who solved a robbery outside the city?" The Shangguan girl said with surprise in her voice.
"Master He not only solved the robbery outside the city, but also defended the notorious Shi Lan speechlessly in the palace, and even saved tens of thousands of people in Jiangling Mansion with a clever plan. Miss Shangguan, should you dance for him?"
A song?"
"These slaves have heard about it a long time ago and admire him very much. They should perform a dance for Mr. He, for fear of staining his eyes." Shangguan girl's voice was slightly shy.
"No, no!" He Qizhou's face was hot and he waved his hands hurriedly.
"Junior Brother He, do you know who this girl is?" Xiao Jihuai asked.
"Could it be Miss Qiudi?" He Qizhou really couldn't imagine who such a beauty could be other than Qiudi.
"Sure enough, she has a keen eye for discerning pearls." Xiao Jihuai said: "Shangguan Qiudi is proficient in poetry, calligraphy, painting, music and dance. He has always been a showman but not a person. Just like a water lily in this small building, it emerges from the mud but remains unstained. It can be seen on weekdays.
It is already rare to watch this song, and it is even more difficult to listen to this song. If we could witness his unparalleled Hu Teng dance with our own eyes, we scholars would probably die without any regrets."
"Exactly, exactly!" Echoes echoed from all around.
"Young Master Xiao just likes to make fun of the slave family." Shangguan Qiudi lowered his head and said angrily: "Since we have brought out the pipa, let me play a song for you officials. I also ask Young Master Xiao, please don't laugh, Young Master He."
"How dare you, how dare you." He Qizhou would just wave his hands out of habit.
"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Qiudi, who was sitting cross-legged, waved her pipa violently, as vigorously as a drum on a battlefield. The surrounding area suddenly became quiet. Everyone's eyes were fixed on Qiudi's slender fingers, and of course they were also staring at Qiudi.
The plump thighs are faintly visible under the gauze skirt.
The other musicians lost no time in joining in the accompaniment, their voices were melodious and low, and the four dancers began to dance rhythmically. Qiudi's fingers were like flying, and the impassioned tune was like the water of the Yellow River, which could not be stopped. As the dancers lost their emotions,
The ground began to dance, Qiudi pipa played for a while, and then turned from fierce to tragic, and at the same time he started singing: "The Baichi Tower in the west of Beacon City, sitting alone in the sea breeze and autumn at dusk... The iron clothes are broken in the battlefields of hundreds of battles, and the south of the city has been counted.
Heavy siege..." The pipa melody was sometimes fierce, sometimes tactful, sometimes joyful, sometimes decisive, coupled with the seamless accompaniment and dancing along with the lyrics. He Qizhou was so mesmerized that he really felt like he had learned the sword "The Wind Rises".
A state of selflessness.
"The yellow sand wears golden armor in a hundred battles... The horse tramples deep into the mountains and disappears." As the song ended, the pipa music suddenly stopped, and the accompanying music and dance also stopped at the same time. The big room suddenly became quiet, and then there was another violent burst.
The ground applauded, and He Qizhou no longer worried about being laughed at as a country boy, because even Xiao Jihuai cheered extremely energetically: "Junior Brother He, it seems that I have really benefited from you. After watching this song several times,
There has never been a military march as brilliant as today!"
"Master Xiao is going to make fun of me again. You guys have a drink first. I'll change my clothes and come back as soon as I go." Shangguan Qiudi broke away from the pull of dozens of hot eyes around her and stood up to leave. The musicians put on their soft clothes.
The maiko did not rest, singing and dancing to the music.
Someone proposed to play the game of Fei Hua Ling. Although He Qizhou repeatedly resisted, he could not withstand the urging of more than ten mouths. Moreover, the mouth of a scholar was hundreds of times stronger than that of a martial artist, so He Qizhou had no choice but to obey.
Although he could never forget martial arts secrets and war history and tactics by memorizing them, He Qizhou had long forgotten most of those scriptures and poems that were just for preparing for the scholar examination, and he became the target of being punished with alcohol in almost every round.
Fortunately, the aroma of the wine here is not strong, mellow but not strong. With He Qizhou's ability to drink, he is not afraid of drinking too much. But every time he drinks as a penalty, he always feels that the officials, censors, doctors, and governors are looking at him.
His eyes looked a little strange, and he was already a little worried about his face.
Fortunately, Qiudi, who had returned, finally stepped out from behind the beaded curtain, causing all the literati to exclaim in disbelief! Qiudi was still wearing a veil, but she had replaced the colorful gauze clothes with a feather coat. This feather coat was really
It's too special and too gorgeous! The whole dress is covered with all kinds of beautiful feathers! The upper part of the dress is compact and close-fitting, and Qiudi's proud figure can be seen clearly, with layers of heart-shaped peacocks.
The feathers are densely arranged like fish scales.
The lower body of the skirt gradually enlarged like a trumpet. From top to bottom, it was decorated with various beautiful feathers of kingfishers, parrots, golden pheasants, swans, etc. Although there were many types, there was nothing inconsistent at all. Two thin feathers
The shoulder straps were placed on Qiudi's pink and snow-white shoulders, holding up the entire long skirt. The headdress was also made of feathers, and two slender tail feathers of an unknown bird dangled from the top of the headdress.
"Phoenix!" He Qizhou suddenly remembered the pattern of the phoenix, and once again marveled at the ingenuity of the dressmaker and the perfection of Qiudi's suit when she put it on!
Qiudi held the hem of her skirt in front of her with both hands so that she would not step on her feathers when walking. Seeing that there was a long pile of feathers trailing behind her, He Qizhou really couldn't figure out how to dance like this?
"My lords, I have kept you waiting for a long time." Qiudi apologized first, then the flute sounded, and the drums started to play. Qiudi slowly started to turn, and the hands that lifted the hem of her skirt moved from the front to her waist, and the wide feather coat went up and down
Flying, like a peacock spreading its wings, or like a golden pheasant flying. The sound of the flute is getting faster, the drums are getting denser, and the autumn grass is turning faster and faster. Sometimes it jumps up and sometimes falls to the ground, and the long skirt is thrown behind it, like the long tail feathers of a phoenix.
The wind is flowing.
The sound of the drums became passionate, and each sound struck directly at the heart. Qiudi was as light as the wind, spinning faster and faster. The hands holding the hem of the skirt suddenly let go, and raised high like wings. The tail feathers trailing behind him suddenly spread out, and then
With the high-speed rotation of autumn flowers, it bloomed like a huge morning glory on the luxurious carpet, and the bright lights on the walls were eclipsed by it. The feathers on the edge of the skirt flew across the edge of the bed, teasing the text.
The heart of a human being.
The sound of the drum suddenly stopped, and the spread feather skirt instantly wrapped Qiudi, showing her moving body. Qiudi, who was panting softly, whispered shyly in the direction of Xiao Jihuai and He Qizhou: "That's ridiculous."