Meng Xinghe did not expect that he would meet Xue Rengui, and what he did not expect was that Xue Rengui was still a child and a long-time laborer in a brothel.
As Li Shimin's wise minister and the future marshal of the world's military in the Tang Dynasty, he is now in such a mess. Meng Xinghe doesn't know where history went wrong. But what is worthy of recognition is that there really is Xue Rengui in history.
Meng Xinghe was somewhat surprised to learn about this future superstar from Chai Shao. And based on his preliminary observation of Xue Rengui, Meng Xinghe gave up the idea of repaying his kindness. Although he didn't know whether Xue Rengui was as Chai Shao said,
He was not good at communicating with others and was extremely violent, but he still chose to trust Chai Shao once.
Tonight was originally a happy day. Meng Xinghe won the first place in the Taoyuan Poetry Competition by relying on the memory of his previous life. Unexpectedly, an assassin incident happened halfway through, completely destroying the original atmosphere. Now in Chunxiang Building, it is time to leave
After leaving, what should be dispersed also dispersed. The messy scene was neatly tidied up under Ma Shouyi's arrangement.
The people who stayed behind were either official servants in the Yamen, or guests who had activities in Chunxiang Building tonight. The madam kept shouting in the lobby, hoping that the girls would attract a few more guests to stay. Originally, the madam kept shouting in the lobby.
I thought there would be good business after tonight's poetry contest, but now I see the cold Chunxiang Building, which is about to close down, and the madam can't feel happy anymore.
Meng Xinghe originally wanted to leave, but he was held back by Mr. Chai, who said that the leader should not return without getting drunk, and besides, there was Miss Shi Yu there, and she had not gone to her routine yet, and the rude beauty should be struck by lightning. Meng Xinghe
Reluctantly, he stayed and gathered around a table to drink flower wine.
Mr. Du was escorted back to the Yamen by the two brothers Ma Shouyi, so he had no time to attend Meng Xinghe's celebration banquet. However, Zhao Haoran, the most talented man in Taoyuan, stayed behind and risked his life to accompany him.
Meng Xinghe and Young Master Qi had been rolling around on the wine table for a long time, and they had developed good skills in fighting for wine. The most difficult thing was for Zhao Haoran, a scholar, who couldn't help but blush after three glasses of wine.
Halfway through the drinks, some of them were enjoying themselves. A young girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, probably a maid serving a lady in a brothel, walked up to the table and whispered: "Is Mr. Meng here?"
A soft cry immediately woke up the half-awake Meng Xinghe. Seeing the little maid treating Meng Xinghe with great courtesy, Chai Shao and others smiled knowingly: "Brother Meng! I didn't expect that Miss Shi Yu was more anxious than you, and she actually called
The personal maid has come to treat you."
He and others said with envy, but their eyes were glanced at the little maid. The maid had beautiful features, with two black pearly eyes on her white face. She was such a well-behaved beauty. Several of them agreed in unison.
I sighed, Miss Shi Yu is different, even the quality of the maid is so high, so needless to say, she herself, the beauty of the country is not an exaggeration.
"Brother Meng! The beauty has an appointment, go quickly!" Several people sighed regretfully, wishing that they were the ones who went to Miss Shi Yu's place instead of Meng Xinghe.
Meng Xinghe didn't shirk it. He just wanted to meet his ex's crush. He wasn't shy. He stood up straight and followed the maid upstairs.
Who is Miss Shi Yu? Is she really beautiful? Or is she too ugly to be seen? Not many people know yet. Meng Xinghe has the honor to be her first guest, which is something to be proud of.
Under the leadership of the little maid, Meng Xinghe walked around the lobby, went upstairs, and walked slowly along the aisle on the second floor of Chunxiang Building. When it comes to visiting brothels, his ex is a veteran, and almost every corner of Chunxiang Building is still fresh in his memory.
, now to review the memory is just to deepen the impression.
After walking for several minutes, the maid stood in front of an exquisite attic and clicked a few buttons. A soft voice came from inside: "Is it Huan'er?"
"Miss, it's me!" Huan'er said softly.
"Can Mr. Meng come?"
The voice was very thin, with a slightly questioning tone. Huan'er said mischievously: "Here he comes, he comes, he is right outside the door!"
Huan'er specially glanced at Meng Xinghe a few times, secretly chuckling.
"Then, then, let him in!" Miss Shi Yu said weakly.
When Huan'er heard this, she turned around and said, "Mr. Meng, my lady is here to invite you!" As she said this, she opened the door. Meng Xinghe looked around and saw that wherever he looked, he saw beautifully decorated rooms.
The unique thoughts of the daughter's family are revealed everywhere. The two big red candles on the corners are half-burned, and the bright firelight emits a deep warmth, which makes people feel hot.
Turning around, he saw a woman sitting in front of a pink curtain. The woman was dressed in snow-white clothes and was spotless. A piece of beautiful black jade hung from her earlobe, and her hair was in a bun with a jade hairpin inserted at an angle, making it even more noble.
A few steps in front of the woman, the incense burner was lightly burning, exuding a dense aroma, which made people feel clear and conscious, but they were in a trance and didn't know where they were. It was like falling into a fairy cave, feeling vague and empty.
Meng Xinghe stood blankly in front of the door, feeling that taking one step forward would be a violation of the woman in front of him. He even felt that none of the women he had seen before could be called a perfect woman.
What are picturesque eyebrows? What is eyebrow trimming? With just one glance at a good-looking woman, even taking one step closer to her feels like an intrusion.
Meng Xinghe stopped in front of the door and refused to go in. Miss Shi Yu was suspicious. In the past, Young Master Meng was already anxious before he saw her, but today he became unusually honest. She frowned slightly.
He whispered softly: "Does the young master dislike the little girl who was born in a profligate life, look down on her, and just want to stand outside all the time?"