Everyone is destined to die, die early or die late.
Although she knew there might be danger, but who made her feel so bad now, she didn't care about principles and rules. It wasn't the first time anyway.
Everyone is here, but if you don’t listen to two songs, I’d be sorry for myself.
So Qinhua drove Mengqiu to play music and called another person over to pour wine.
Feeling targeted, Mr. Mengqiu looked at her with resentment, but in the end he still played the piano obediently.
Fine wine, delicious food, and beautiful men, Qin Hua thought depravedly that if she didn't marry the prince, she would never get married in her whole life. After making enough money, she would just live a life of luxury and luxury, a paradise on earth.
Of course, General Qin will definitely break her legs. Hey, it hurts just thinking about it.
Jin Yan next to him was so dishonest that he almost clung to the oiran's body. His shameless look was really disgusting.
At best, he is a prodigal son, romantic and passionate, but at worst, he is a lecherous gangster.
However, there were strict rules in Wanhua Tower, so he could only smell it. It was not easy to take a bite.
Just when Qin Hua spurned Jin Yan, Meng Qiu came over after playing the song, pushed aside the person who was pouring wine for Qin Hua, and sat down elegantly.
"Young Master has not been here for a long time. Then Mrs. Qian came to see you three times. Every time, she grabbed you and wouldn't let go. It made no peace in the building."
Qin Hua looked up and down curiously: "Will someone save you? Could it be..."
Mengqiu said with a dark face: "She is just looking for someone."
It was a fuss, but he didn't lose his virginity.
Qin Hua: "Oh, that's it."
What's with that disappointed tone?
Thinking of what happened to me in those few days, I wanted to get angry, but the person in front of me was a guest and had helped him at the beginning, so I could only hold my anger in.
Then Qin Hua crossed her legs and sat like an uncle, shouting: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Pour the wine."
"I'm not from your building, so Mrs. Qian's troubles have nothing to do with me."
Mengqiu looked at her speechlessly, and then poured the wine obediently. She was a big customer and he had no right to refuse.
Yes, the courtesans in Wanhualou have a lot of freedom. They can choose their own clients, adhering to the high style of voluntarily seeking friends.
But when opening a business, who doesn’t do it for money?
Once you have style, you also have to make money.
As long as you pay ten times the oiran's appearance fee for the day, the oiran must come out to accompany the guests unless there are guests.
This is what Mr. Jin did, and so did Mrs. Qian. Otherwise, why would Mengqiu serve her? It was all for money.
However, when you go out and back, you are limited to playing the piano, chatting, and drinking. If you want to do something obscene, that is not allowed.
Qin Hua glanced at Jin Yan, who had been poured two jugs of wine by the oiran. The fat Mr. Jin, with a mask on his face could not hide his turbulent heart, kept pressing on the oiran.
Shameful.
The main theme of Wanhualou is romantic but not obscene, but in this sensual place, how many people are really serious? There are many dissolute people.
Jin Yan's behavior can only prove that he is a common man.
Jin Yan never hides his lust for women, just like Qin Hua obviously likes money.
We are all lay people, and if we don't have any kind of spiritual practice, why should we pretend to have no desires or demands?
In order to avoid Jin Yan, the oiran offered to serve as a drinker.
Mr. Jin is good at business, but not at reading, but drinking wine makes it less difficult. It is both vulgar and elegant. It is just for fun, so there is no need to take it seriously.
Qin Hua, on the other hand, opened his mouth to sing about the mountains and the moonlight, singing long songs in the desert. His words and sentences were not so carefully chosen, but he was straightforward and heroic, with the grace and unrestrained style of a general, and had a unique charm.
Seeing that the three of them were attracted by Qin Hua, Jin Yan angrily drank twice as much wine: "Show off!"
Qin Hua mocked unceremoniously: "Are you jealous? Mr. Jin should go to that gentle village less and read more books."
Jin Yan sneered: "I can study, so I'll leave the business to you. Anyway, I'm not short of money."
Qin Hua laughed angrily, was this a threat to strangle her lifeline, right?
"I was wrong. Mr. Jin is so outstanding. There is no need for those useless decorations. Mr. Jin is the most powerful." You are great, you can make money, you are the uncle, right?
Seeing how humble Qin Hua was, Young Master Jin raised his proud neck and snorted: "You know how to behave."
The two were bickering vigorously, and there was a commotion outside, mainly the screams of begging for mercy, which were so penetrating that the whole building could hear them.
It is human nature to watch the excitement, and there is no need to discuss it. Almost everyone opened the curtains, either openly or indifferently. In short, they all dispersed their attention downstairs.
Qin Hua and Jin Yan also went out together, and then they saw the majestic Jin Yuwei.
Two people: "..."
Looking at each other, Jin Yan said: The prince is here, you are miserable.
Qin Hua narrowed her eyes: If he catches me, what good will it do to you? We will die together.
Jin Yan thought for a long time, various lights flashed in his eyes. When Qin Hua turned his head, his fat body disappeared without making a sound.
When Qin Hua turned around, no one was there.
"Ha, you are such a heartless guy."
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The movement downstairs came upstairs, and Qin Hua understood the whole story amid the noisy voices.
When His Royal Highness the Prince was passing by in a carriage on the street, he accidentally saw a person and thought he looked familiar, so he sent someone to see him. As a result, the person ran away and Jin Yuwei chased him all the way to Wanhua Tower.
The miserable scream just now was made by the person who was being chased, because Jin Yuwei broke his leg.
"Is there any royal law for committing murder in the street?"
"The dignified prince is so unkind and cruel."
"Is there really no one in this world who can take care of it?"
"Oh, this is the crown prince, and this is the future of the Xia Dynasty? If the world falls into the hands of such a person, will the people still have a way to survive?"
Qin Hua glanced at the crazy scholar. She really wanted to answer him. Whether the world is good or not, and whether the people are good or not, it really has nothing to do with the prince.
The prince is still the prince now, but the people who deserve to suffer have also suffered less, and the people who deserve to suffer have suffered no less.
Although the prince was cruel, he did not kill the people, so no blame could be thrown to him.
Don't you think it's ironic that you hug a girl and moan carelessly in a drunken flower house, showing how much you care about the country and the people?
Jin Yuwei carried the man screaming on the ground out, and someone with sharp eyes recognized him and exclaimed: "Isn't that Liu Shuwen?"
If you don’t understand, ask: “Who is Liu Shuwen? I’ve never heard of him. Is he famous?”
The person next to him answered the question incomprehensibly: "Liu Shuwen is the son of Scholar Liu and one of the prince's companions. Two years ago, the prince was punished and went to Buddhism. Liu Shuwen didn't appear in front of people. The prince specially caught him today. Could it be that this
Did Liu Shuwen offend the prince?"
"Maybe it's to settle old accounts."
"What, what, do you know the inside story?" Please don't hesitate to elaborate.