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Chapter 281(1/2)

“Master Li, are you willing to go to the wedding hall and get married to your little girl tonight, in a wedding night with flowers and candles?”
The innkeeper smiled and looked in the direction of Jin'an.
 Hold your hands in front of your abdomen.
 There is a dog skin plaster on his forehead.
 Coupled with his cheerful smile and the expectant look in his eyes.
The more I look at him, the more he looks like a brothel turtle standing at the door of a brothel soliciting male customers. Once a romantic gentleman passes by the brothel door, the brothel turtle will greet him with a smile and say enthusiastically and skillfully: "Hey, this young man is very handsome.
, he is a talented man, and at first glance he is a handsome and handsome young man. He is exactly the right man that my girl is waiting for."
"My girl is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, can sing and dance, and is outstanding in public arts at that time. Unfortunately, fate has played a trick on people. Since ancient times, beauty has always had a bad life. Unfortunately, she was abandoned by her childhood sweetheart. She was also defrauded of all her wealth.
The two elders in the family couldn't afford to fall ill. In order to buy medicine for their parents, the infatuated goddess eventually fell into prostitution and contracted sexually transmitted diseases. She was depressed every day and had no interest in playing the flute. Sir, are you willing to solve the problem of my girl's heart and save my infatuated goddess?
Silly girl?"
 This is called elegance and vulgarity.
 Brothels and Huajieliuxiang are different.
Those who can go to Huajie and Liuxiang are ordinary lower-class people, butchers, porters, and hardworking people who are greedy for cheap and have few coins. Can they understand what arty art means? The purpose of everyone coming to Huajie and Liuxiang is very simple, which is to buy pork belly.
of.
As for the young men with some wealth, wealthy businessmen, scholars, scholars, and officials, will they eat pork belly for a few copper coins?
That price will drop a lot.
 In order to promote their status and show that they are elites in the upper class, they naturally go to brothels in high-end entertainment venues.
Madams and old mothers in brothels have all come from the dusty world. Naturally, they understand the thoughts of these rich people. These people want to visit prostitutes but also want to build chastity memorials for themselves. Therefore, the girls under their hands are carefully packaged and packaged.
She became a gigolo, a dancer, and a singer who was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, song, dance, and lyrics.
Unless you have any merit that can impress these hustlers who are not prostitutes, then ten taels of silver or one hundred taels of silver to stay overnight is as if it is inlaid with gold and silver, which is very expensive.
 Don’t even say it.
 The more educated a person is, the more likely they are to do this.
Logically speaking, everyone is a prostitute, and no one is superior to anyone else. However, educated people want to be prostitutes but also want to establish themselves as high-level intellectuals.
Therefore, since ancient times, there has been a fine tradition of scholars, scholars, and elegant scholars writing poems for the young women in brothels to compete for courtesans. It doesn’t matter if you are uneducated. You can be the grandfather of rich men of seven or eighty years, or rich second-generation young men who are rich men. You can spend money to find someone.
Buy poetry and package it as an oiran.
  Not for any reason.
Just because a prostitute can help a man gain face.
 It's like the eternally true saying, "The official is so powerful, but the slave can't do it anymore." What is this called? This makes a man's happiness so simple.
Jin An felt like the scene in front of him.
 Just like the routine in a brothel.
 After being heavily packaged, everyone has a miserable life experience, and then says that he is an artist but not a prostitute. After gaining sympathy, he starts to tell you how much it costs to stay overnight.
 To put it bluntly, they are no different from those women selling meat in Huajie and Liuxiang.
 Stop pretending to be noble in front of me.
 Once you take off your clothes, you are nothing but pork belly and plum blossoms.
 Is it tiring to live like you are inlaid with gold and silver every day?
So, when the brothel owner, no, the innkeeper, asked Jin An if he wanted to marry her daughter Ye Niang, and it was a night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber, Jin An resolutely refused: "I am Mr. Li! I don't want to!"
 Jin'an at this moment.
 Just like Liu Xiahui, a gentleman who sits calmly in his arms.
 Refuse decisively.
 Speaking righteously.
 Have a great sense of righteousness in her chest.
"The reason why I, Mr. Li, came forward today was not because I wanted to covet Ye Niang's body. In fact, I was moved by Ye Niang's tragic life experience. From Ye Niang's back, I seemed to see a marriage fate in her previous life. I, Mr. Li, came forward today.
To save Ye Niang, if we continue to take advantage of others’ danger and take advantage of Ye Niang’s body, what’s the difference between me, Mr. Li, and those prodigal and lustful men?”
"What is the purpose of reading the books of sages? To establish a mind for the heaven and the earth, to establish a destiny for the people, to carry on the unique knowledge of the past saints, to create peace for all generations, and to have a strong righteousness in the chest of the scholar."
 Jin An was immersed in the love between his children a moment ago.
 The sound is loud and clear at this moment.
 Stand forward.
   Whoever wants to touch a hair of Madam Ye today will have to trample my body, Mr. Li, first.
"Mr. Yi, Senior Zhong, I hope you will not stop me...Although a gentleman does not stand behind a dangerous wall, how can I, who have read the words of saints, sit back and watch injustices on the road! Today, let us swear by this bowl,
It would be better to have broken jade than to live in ruins. The right path in the world is subject to vicissitudes of life. Find a way out!"
                                               institutions.
Jin An grabbed the wine bowl that Mr. Feng Shui was holding and broke it.
 Speaking loudly and forcefully.
 Mighty and high-spirited.
 Considering death as home.
Mr. Feng Shui and the big old man, who were still sitting at the table with expressions like they had seen a ghost, were dumbfounded and speechless. After hearing Jin An's words, they wanted to yell, "Master Jin An, what are you doing? Are you here?"
What a fool!
 Mr. Feng Shui and the big old man deliberately pretended not to hear.
  I don’t want to get involved in the three-way war between Jin An, his wife, and Ye Niang.
  It’s so helpless.
 Jin An insisted on dragging the two of them into the water.
 Even their drinking bowls were smashed.
 It is difficult to stay out of this.
……Um……
……Well……
 In the end, Mr. Feng Shui and the big-headed old man, under the gaze of everyone, gave an ambiguous "um", not knowing whether they agreed or objected.
 There is a wry smile in my heart.
 But everyone subconsciously assumed that the two servants brought by Jin An had agreed to stand up for their young master.
 Looking at the changes in expressions on everyone's faces, Mr. Feng Shui and the big old man looked at each other.
They are all old foxes who have become mature. How come they can't see Jin An's little thoughts? Jin An is planning to force them into the water, so that they will be drowned in a boat. How can they be saved if it capsizes? Jin An
After dragging them into the water, they won't go back and talk nonsense to Madam about what happened tonight.
 “I do!”
A woman's voice cried out from behind Jin An, ah, the bride is so beautiful, and there was an exclamation in the hall.
 Jin An turned around and looked behind him.
Ye Niang, who was wearing a red wedding dress, lifted her red hijab and looked at Jin An with red eyes: "Master Li, if you don't let Ye Niang down... Ye Niang will definitely not let you down in this life!"
The word "love" is the most wonderful.
  Connecting two hearts.
  If you are moved by love, one word of love is worth a thousand words.
Ye Niang is indeed very beautiful, with black hair like a waterfall, her neck is as white as snow, as white as warm jade, especially the mature charm of a newly grown woman, coupled with her eyes like water falling into jade beads at this moment, her delicate and charming body.
It's so bright and beautiful that it makes men's hearts flutter, and makes their bones numb just by looking at it.
 There is such a beauty who says she is willing to become your bedside husband and wife.
To be continued...
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