"Zhangtai willow, Zhangtai willow, are the past still there today? Even if the long sliver seems to be hanging down, it should be broken by someone else's hand. What a poem, what a poem, Brother Han."
With thousands of bright lanterns and red sleeves flying, Lin Jiayan stood in front of a brothel lined with BMWs and luxury cars, pulling Feng Yehan to sigh with emotion.
As the young prince of Ning Guohou Mansion, although he has a wanton and fun-loving temperament, this is his first time to come to this official brothel affiliated with the Jiaofang Division.
And the poem he just read is the origin of the three characters "Zhangtai Liu" in the name of this brothel.
Although there is a misinterpretation of the meaning of this poem, it represents the true attitude of the Yan officials towards the people in the courtyard, with overt praise and implicit sarcasm, pampering and contempt at the same time.
But no matter what those officials think, Lin Jiayan is only concerned about one thing at the moment, and that is whether their clean brother Han took the wrong medicine today.
This is a brothel!
Even if it's an official's house, it's still a brothel.
Moreover, this brothel is not that brothel, and the official prostitutes inside are not the wives and daughters of criminal officials, but "owls", the kind of dangerous and charming "owls"...
However, facing the questioning look in his eyes, Feng Yehan was stunned and refused to answer. So in the end, he could only keep up with him wearing a mask, and walked step by step into the paradise in front of him.
Zhangtai Liu is different from the smoky atmosphere of other brothels. Both inside and outside the building exude the nobility of a scholar.
From small incense ornaments to large pavilions and pavilions, at a glance, even the boy who leads the way has beautiful features and eyes like autumn water.
I heard that many officials liked this, and Mrs. Qingling of Zhangtai Liu also liked him. From the beginning of the reception, she was full of hidden temptations.
When he thought of this, Lin Jiayan found that there were people observing on both sides of the corridor, seeming to be quietly recording their preferences.
I don’t know why these “owls” have such good eyesight. When they were taken to their home stand, the female owls standing by were all dressed in white dresses that looked like snow.
Except for serving them tea, pouring water and playing the piano, no one came to bother them, and they didn't even say much.
It was as if they knew from the beginning that they were not here to meet prostitutes, but to enjoy tea and watch dancing.
So comfortable, yet so frightening.
"Our master wants to see your host, Qing Ling, and he also wants the girls to pass the news for us."
Angkor thrust a piece of silver into the hand of a female owl and said with a smile.
After hearing this, the female owl didn't say much, bowed, turned around and left the stand.
At the same time, there were beautiful figures floating on the high platform in the building, their skirts were flying, and their figures were graceful. In the hazy white mist, people had the illusion of being in a fairyland.
Not only Lin Jiayan had this illusion, but Xiao Xiruo, who was sitting in another stand and eating Yuanxiao in small bites, also had this illusion.
About an incense stick ago, Feng Wuyan pulled her into a house with a rabbit lantern, and the secret passage in the house just led to here.
Qionglou Yuyu, rebirth in bliss.
They were personally received by a group of beauties and came to what was said to be the best viewing stand in the building.
Xiangxue and the others were left on the street, under the care of Shen Mian alone.
"Is something not to your liking? If it doesn't fit, Mingxiang will replace it with a new one for you."
Because Feng Wuyan had something to discuss with the owner of the Huayi building, the person responsible for serving Xiao Xiruo was a smiling woman named Mingxiang.
Seemingly seeing her not taking down her chopsticks for a long time, Mingxiang thought she didn't like the dishes on the table.
"No, no, no, it's to my liking."
Xiao Xiruo, who came back to her senses, waved her hand and said that she had not eaten Yuanxiao yet during the Lantern Festival, so she was the first to pick it.
In fact, she was peeking at other stands just now and saw several familiar figures in them.
There were officials from the DPRK and China who were attending the banquet today, as well as many young men from aristocratic families whom I had met before. In short, they all hugged each other and were happy.
One of them looked very much like her cousin Feng Yehan.
Of course, the other party was disguised by wearing a mask, and the reason why she was able to determine the other party's identity was thanks to Mr. Lin Xiaohou who consciously took off his mask.
Anyone who has read the original book knows that Lin Jiayan is Feng Yehan's second brother. Although he later fell in love with the heroine Yan Moqing, he always kept his love deep in his heart.
Except for Feng Yehan, he would not be as attentive to others as he is now.
Therefore, Xiao Xiruo felt that the masked man was Feng Yehan.
Fortunately, Mingxiang said that their stand has been specially treated so that people outside cannot see inside.
And just when Xiao Xiruo was thinking about why Feng Yehan and Lin Jiayan came, there was a knock on the door of the stand.
A servant walked in quickly and whispered a few words to the beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes who was talking to Feng Wuyan. Then, the beautiful woman's complexion became serious at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The beautiful woman seemed to want to tell Feng Wuyan secretly, but Feng Wuyan signaled her to speak directly.
So Xiao Xiruo, who had never pricked up his ears deliberately, heard the beautiful woman say:
"My lord, the Night King and Mr. Lin Xiaohou handed over the money and asked to see me by name. Do you think they noticed something? Otherwise, with their clean and self-sufficient personalities, how could they come to me?"
Whether in Dayan or Beiyi, being with an owl is not a glorious thing.
Even though Zhangtai Liu was an official brothel, the officials and young men who came to have fun kept it secret from each other, and no one would take the initiative to mention it.
As for those honest officials and literati who keep themselves clean, I am afraid they will feel dirty even when they pass by their door.
Therefore, Feng Yehan and Lin Jiayan must have some compelling reason to come here...
"Rather than making random guesses here, Aunt Ling, you might as well go and take a look."
Feng Wuyan knocked on the table, and his peach blossom eyes looked at Xiao Xiruo at the table through Qingling.
Coincidentally, Xiao Xiruo was also looking at him at this moment.
She seemed to be mouthing something to him. He took a closer look, and it turned out to be "Are you going to run?"
how?
When she saw her favorite cousin coming to a brothel, not only was she not angry but she was also afraid of being caught?
"Don't run."
As soon as Qing Ling left, Feng Wuyan stood in front of Xiao Xiruo and said with a smile on his lips.
"oh……"
Xiao Xiruo, who was stunned by this smile, said "Oh" in a daze, "If you don't want to run, don't run. She just happened to eat a little more."
Then she heard Feng Wuyan say: "Eat more, it will be easier to see a doctor when you are full."
Xiao Xiruo: "?"
She was just about to ask what kind of medical treatment she wanted to see, when she saw the boy who had just come to deliver the message come in again and said to Feng Wuyan with great respect:
"My lord, the Night King is here to see Miss Wen tonight. He got the news about Miss Wen's arrival in Beijing from somewhere, and wants to ask Miss Wen to follow him to the palace tomorrow to see his cousin. What do you think?"
Obviously, the servant was sent by Qingling to ask what he meant.
And he didn't expect that Feng Yehan also wanted to treat minor illnesses, so he came to Zhangtaliu himself for this purpose.
So, the little sick guy should be very happy right now, right?
Then he heard Xiao Xiruo say solemnly:
"Just tell him that his cousin can't be cured, give up, stop bothering her, and live just one more day."