Many years later, on the edge of the solitary mountain cliff, Ning Que recalled the first time he saw Jian and his family. He still couldn't help but look back at that place and sighed for a long time, with a self-deprecating smile and emotion on his face.
At that time, he walked up the stairs full of longing, feeling that tonight he was the legendary oil seller with perfect luck. As he walked along the way, he seemed to see the beautiful oiran waiting for him behind the bead curtain, but he didn't see anything.
I thought that when the little maid opened the red door and lifted the bead curtain, she would see such a woman——
This woman is old, with very clear crow's feet at the corners of her eyes. Her figure is perfectly maintained, with large breasts, a thin waist and a fat butt wrapped in a piece of cloth. However, her forehead is extremely wide, like a smooth sand dune rising in the grassland.
, her eyebrows are simple and kind, and there is a very light layer of hair on her thick lips under her straight nose. She cannot be said to be ugly, but she definitely cannot be said to be one of the best in a hundred beauties, and she has nothing to do with a creature like an oiran.
He likes pretty girls of the same age, and older ladies are also quite nice. Even charming mature women over thirty have their own charm, but Jane does not belong to any of these three categories.
She is just an ordinary woman over forty years old, with a calm and calm demeanor that is very much like a man.
Ning Que was startled for a moment, and then he felt that his expression was a bit impolite. He forced himself to calm down, put on a sincere smile, bowed his hands to the woman, and asked, "I don't know what the orders are for everyone, Jane."
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"Whose boy are you?" everyone asked, looking at him with smiles.
Ning Que didn't hide anything and told his origins.
"Although there are many places recommended by the military this year, if you can pass the academy's preliminary examination, you are likely to be talented."
Everyone glanced at him approvingly and continued: "But since you are from a border town, you probably don't know who I am. You calmed down quickly when we first met. Young man, you have a calm mind."
Ning Que spent a lot of effort to lower his head, deliberately not looking at her forehead, which was wider than the grassland, and not looking at the light hair on her lips. Hearing these words, he subconsciously said something modest.
Through the woman's brief introduction and the little maid's proud and jealous words, he finally understood why those people downstairs paid special attention to the name Jane.
Thirty years ago, when the new king of the Southern Jin Dynasty was promoted to the throne, a singing and dancing group called Red Sleeve Moves won the most applause at the ceremony, and its reputation gradually spread all over the world. Just three years later, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty had many secrets in Red Sleeve Moves because of the
The daughter of the Tang Dynasty specially wrote a letter asking Hong Xiu to move to the Tang Dynasty. The king of the Southern Jin Dynasty was unable to resist, so he had to accept the invitation.
Since then, the Red Sleeves have stayed in Chang'an City. In the past twenty years, they only danced and sang for the Tang Dynasty court. They no longer participated in major events in other countries, and their reputation among the people gradually faded.
But for those real dignitaries, this song and dance troupe, specially summoned by the most powerful empire and stationed in the greatest city of Chang'an all year round, is undoubtedly still the best song and dance troupe in the world.
Although this brothel has no name, it will always be the number one brothel in Tianzi.
Whether they are envoys from the Southern Jin Dynasty, officials from the Yuelun Kingdom who came to pay tribute, or barbarian princes from the grasslands, whenever they come to Chang'an, they will always come to this building to invite the girls with red sleeves to sing a few songs and dance twice.
It is rumored that after the Prince of Yan was sent to Chang'an City as a hostage seven years ago, he relied on the red sleeve trick to get through the most difficult first two years.
Jian, everyone is not the courtesan in the world.
But she is the leader of the Red Sleeve Dance Troupe, and has single-handedly brought out countless courtesans in the world.
"You are just a young boy. Since you want to enter the academy, your future is naturally promising. Why do you have to imitate the behavior of those rotten scholars? It seems that you will never become a famous person without going in and out of brothels a few times."
The smile on Jane's face seemed to be carved with a knife. No matter whether her words were cold, questioning or persuasive, her smile was always so calm and tranquil, and there were always so many crow's feet on the corners of her eyebrows.
But Ning Que sensed the subtle change in the leader's mood. Her intention of calling him upstairs was not clear before, but after hearing that he was about to take the college entrance exam, the woman's tone subconsciously became harsh.
, this kind of harshness is not hostility, but rather like the way elders look at those who are late in learning.
This change of mood made him a little confused. He clasped his hands and bowed before explaining a few words softly.
"I am from Yuelun country, but I have lived in Chang'an City for more than 20 years. Of course I know what kind of temperament you Tang men have. To put it nicely, it is generous and generous, but to put it badly, it is called over-enthusiasm and too much enthusiasm.
Love face."
Everyone stopped smiling and frowned at Ning Que. Looking at the young man's youthful and energetic face, they seemed to see the little scholar in green shirt who rode a little black donkey and arrogantly walked into the Great Wall with his head raised and cursed many years ago.
, hate that iron cannot become steel and said:
"Do you know who that young master is? He is the only son that Mr. Qi Guichu of Dongcheng loves the most. He has endless pocket money in his pocket. He can be generous, but what should you do? With the temperament of Tang people like you,
When someone invites you, you must think about returning the invitation. Even if you are short of money, if you meet him again next time, you will have to sell all the books at home to invite him back. Am I right or not? "
Ning Que scratched his head in embarrassment, secretly admiring this woman's perspective on things. Although he was not a typical Tang Dynasty person, he still had some Tang style in his heart when it came to this kind of matter.
Seeing his appearance, everyone in Jian felt even more annoyed for some reason. They took off the ebony beads from their wrists and threw them on the couch with a bang, and a series of questions came over him like a storm.
"This is a place where bones are destroyed and souls are stolen. Your body and bones have not yet grown up, and your human soul has not been fully nourished. How dare you walk in!"
"You are so poor and you still want to spend money everywhere. Have you raised the tuition, board and accommodation fees for the academy?"
"How are you preparing for the admission test? Have you bought any real test questions? How many sets have you bought?"
I originally wanted to monopolize the oiran, but I met an oiran's mother who had a strong sense of morality, and was scolded by the oiran's mother. No matter how you think about it, this is very tragic. If it were in another situation, I would rather
Que may be muttering in his heart: Even if you, Jian, are all powerful and respected by everyone, but you are not my mother, why should you teach me a lesson as soon as we meet?
But Jian didn't use his power to overwhelm others. He was just like a nervous and nagging elder who was eager to teach, with a big word "pain" written on his eyebrows and forehead. He was really embarrassed to refute half a word, so he had to respond:
"It's my first time coming to Chang'an... I'm just curious. I just wanted to take a sneak peek outside the building. I didn't expect the sisters in the building to make fun of me. As soon as my mind got excited... I walked in inexplicably."
Everyone Jian was slightly startled, then turned around and scolded the little maid in a cold voice: "Because Her Royal Highness the Princess has returned to hold a banquet, which is such a big event, Your Majesty asked those little prodigal hoofers to rest for a few days and practice their dances. As a result, one
Both of them are so itchy that they can't help it? They even want to hook up with a young scholar!"
The little maid was obedient and didn't dare to refute anything.
Everyone Jian rubbed his eyebrows a little tiredly and looked up at Ning Que, who was standing at the door obediently. Suddenly he remembered that he had only glanced at the hall occasionally and felt that the young man smelled a bit like that dead ghost, so he
I couldn't help shouting and asking a few questions, but I didn't know why and got angry for no reason.
She didn't expect that the young man would not argue or get angry, and just let her scold him so obediently. She couldn't help but laugh, waved her hand and said: "Since you are curious, I will ask someone to take you to see it. I will come back as soon as possible after watching it."