Ye An looked helplessly at the five Lan Kwai Fong theater tickets in his hand. He had originally planned to go to Lan Kwai Fong with the four of him, but unexpectedly, an empty monk showed up halfway!
He casually handed the theater tickets to the dissatisfied and angry Wang Gang and said, "Take the great monk with you!"
Gang Wang glared at Tieniu, complaining that Monk Kongkong had snatched the ticket for him because he didn't hold it properly, and thoughtfully returned the ticket to Ye An.
Xuan'er stood beside Ye An and whispered softly: "Xiao Langjun, it's not a good idea for me to accompany you to a place like that, right?"
Ye Anwang looked at her uneasy expression and patted his head regretfully: "I forgot, you must not like this kind of place. Gang Wang, send Xuan'er back to Shangqing Palace first!"
After all, she was a girl who escaped from a brothel. It was really not good to ask her to accompany him to Lan Kwai Fong at this time. However, as he spoke, Xuan'er hugged Ye An's arm and said hurriedly: "Fei
That’s what Mr. Young wants, I’m just worried that you will lose face..."
Ye An pointed to his nose a little strangely and said, "How could I lose my face?"
Not only Xuan'er was like this, Tieniu and Wang Gang were also rubbing their hands in embarrassment. Wang Gang couldn't help but said: "Xiao Langjun, actually you only need one ticket to take the three of us!"
Monk Kongkong explained: "How can any servant need tickets?"
Ye An understood what he meant instantly. The Wang Gang and the others were there as servants and did not need any money at all.
The servants could only stand in the last corner and wait. There were no seats, no tea, snacks, and no drinks. They just had to wait and take a look at the stage in the distance.
Ye An took out five tickets from his arms, distributed one to each of the Wang Gang and others, and then said: "Tonight we are going to eat at a big restaurant! How can you eat and drink without tickets? Do you want me to eat and drink there alone?
Hungry? You can’t eat it back! Take it, sit down, and eat! I gave it to you, young master, and why are you trying so hard to shirk it?! Don’t forget that you don’t have a physical bond, you are all members of my Ye An’s family!”
Tieniu took the ticket with a smile and said to Wang Gang and Xuan'er beside him: "It's still our young man, Jun Renyi!"
Monk Kongkong at the side looked at the moved people, frowned slightly and whispered to Ye An: "Your way of winning people's hearts is wrong! A combination of kindness and power is a good way to make them docile. Doting like this is enough.
Not afraid......"
"Are you sick? What methods do I use on my family members? Is it a combination of kindness and force? What?! Can't you see that I am a combination of kindness and force to you?"
Monk Kongkong stared at Ye An dumbfounded. It could be heard from his words that Ye An really regarded these people as his family.
On the contrary, I, the person who should be his friend, was "tortured" by him using both kindness and power.
"Aren't they your servants?"
"That's true, but it's not true. The Wang gang is the housekeeper I hired, and I have already burned the contract. As for Tieniu, he is just a fool. He was the guard who came out from Yangcheng County with me, and he never signed it from the beginning.
The body deed, as for Xuan'er, her body deed was also burned by me."
Monk Kongkong looked at the three people who had walked away in surprise: "You are quite free and easy, so the three of them left as soon as they said they were leaving, and there is nothing you can do about it."
Ye An shrugged: "Let's go! Friends who join me will not have a good life here. Just leave. Is there any problem?"
"How can you bear that beautiful girl?"
Ye An took a breath of cold air and said angrily: "If you don't tell me, I have forgotten that if Xuan'er finds a sweetheart to marry in the future, I will have to pay a huge dowry!"
Seeing Ye An striding towards the bullock cart, Monk Kongkong suddenly burst into laughter: "You are more free and easy than me, the great monk. Can you treat me as your friend?"
Ye An's voice came from a distance: "Look at your performance!"
The fat monk screamed strangely and rushed towards the bullock cart. He sat down on the bullock cart. Listening to the groan of the wheels, Ye An was very worried about whether his bullock cart could withstand the 200-pound fat man getting on and off the cart.
The so-called enlightened people are all different. The thoughts and thinking in their heads cannot be understood by ordinary people.
Ye An's nonchalant look was very much in line with Monk Kongkong's temperament, and even had a similar resemblance to him.
Ye An did not waver in his faith, but instead made Monk Kongkong feel freer and freer, even liberating his nature.
As long as the monks drink wine and eat meat, why go to a place like Lan Kwai Fong with wooden fences and tiled roofs?
Monk Kongkong himself broke the sexual precept for the first time. Looking at the Huanmen Cailou full of orchids in front of him, he was still a little timid. He kept chanting: "Color is emptiness, emptiness is color."
Ye An whispered: "If the great monk doesn't want to break the precepts, it's better to turn around and leave!"
Monk Kongkong showed a forced smile and said: "This is not a place for prostitutes. The women in Lan Kwai Fong only entertain people with their arts. There is nothing gaudy or dirty."
Ye An nodded. He had also heard that Lan Kwai Fong was different before. Most of the brothels in the Song Dynasty were not places as imagined, let alone meat-selling places like the "Eight Hutongs" in later generations.
Of course, everything has value. Although the Qing Guanren are women who entertain themselves by performing arts but not selling their bodies, they still cannot escape the secular rules.
Not only do they have a beautiful and refined appearance, they can also read, write, recite poems and paint. However, they are just courtesans in brothels, and their talents are just a thin veil covering their desires.
Once the buyer's interest is truly aroused, their talent has no existing value.
The relationship between prostitutes and courtesans is as subtle as money and gold and silver. Money is not necessarily gold and silver, but gold and silver must be money.
Customers usually treat gentry no differently than they treat other prostitutes. In other words, gentry is a high-level prostitute who needs to bleed a lot in order to be bought.
It's just that Lan Kwai Fong breaks the rules here. Before entering the store, the enthusiastic welcoming maid told everyone that the women here are all good people and will never sell themselves unless they are married to a matchmaker!
What kind of weird rule is this?!
Ye An was a little surprised. This was far from what he understood as a hook. When the word "performance" came out of the maid's mouth, Ye An was even more surprised.
Staring blankly at the rows of spacious seats in front of him, the gorgeously decorated stands, the stage matching the various scenery, and the soft cushions under his buttocks, Ye An even suspected that he was sitting in a theater of later generations.
All of this was so familiar and yet so strange, making him feel like he was in another world. He didn't know whether what he was experiencing was a drama or a real fact.
Slowly sitting on a chair similar to a sofa chair, Ye An habitually pulled up the handle, so the wooden handle was pulled up...
Standing up in surprise, Ye An looked at the seats in front of him, and then looked around. He suddenly realized that something was wrong. This place was exactly the same as the theaters of later generations, and the details were extremely well done.
Ye An sat down slowly. He wanted to see who this Lan Kwai Fong guest was!