When the steward who was called Hua Shao heard this shout, he remembered for no reason a certain young man who often appeared in court during the thirteenth year of Tianqi. He looked towards the source of the voice and saw clearly the facial features of the man next to Master Chu.
, discovered that it was the unscrupulous guy who was asking the girl not to give her money. His body suddenly became stiff, and the expression on his face also became extremely ugly. He thought bitterly in his heart that since we have not seen each other for a long time, why do we need to see each other again today?
For people in the service industry, their thoughts and behaviors can never be synchronized. Manager Hua kept greeting Ning Que's parents and grandparents in his heart, but the ugly expression on his face quickly turned into a few big bright flowers, and he didn't dare
Without the slightest hesitation, he gave Fang a charming smile across several wine tables, then turned around, put his right hand to his lips, and shouted cheerfully toward the quiet upstairs with sparse lights and shadows: "Upstairs, downstairs.
Girls! Young Master Ning Quening is here!"
This shout shocked many people in the hall. The students who were pretending to be shy and calm or pretending to be experienced and proud all turned their surprised eyes to Ning Que's table. Situ Yilan opened her mouth in surprise while holding the teacup.
, the expression on Jin Wucai's face could no longer remain supple, and they all thought to themselves what kind of reception method was this? Why did it feel like everyone in Hongxiu Zhao actually knew Ning Que? The students were surprised, expected, curious, and a little afraid.
I believe I looked up upstairs, wanting to see how many girls would pop their heads out to see him when Manager Hua called out.
I don’t know when the soft singing of Sizhu on the balcony stopped, and the building was quiet. No beautiful lady stretched out her head eagerly to see Ning Que, no girl smiled and waved to him, and even the maid who came to assess the situation for the young lady.
No one showed up. Just when the students in the hall who were looking forward to it felt a little disappointed, some felt a little balanced, and Situ Yilan felt a little bored, suddenly there was a dense sound of footsteps from behind the building.
Just like big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate, or like heavy rain and light rain playing in the spring breeze pavilion, the sound of footsteps, the sound of swaying beads, and the singing of orioles and swallows are heard in the backyard of the building. There are six or seven girls with their personal belongings.
The maidservants filed out of the hall, flowing like water, and then came to Ning Que's side. They would either blame Ning Que for why he hadn't come for several days, or show tender concern for why he hadn't come for these days, or frown and wonder if something happened.
If you don’t come, all in all it’s a lot of fun.
In the middle of the commotion, the head of a little girl with cute combed hair suddenly popped out from the quietest attic. It was Xiaocao, the personal maid of the Jian family. Her dark eyes flickered, but she didn't see herself.
The person who wanted to see him shouted in displeasure: "Ning Que, why didn't Sangsang come? You locked her in the shop again!"
That night in Red Sleeve Moves, the girls who were bored because they were preparing to go to the palace to practice singing and dancing, radicalized Ning Que into the building with ridicule that hurt the fragile and sensitive heart of a young man. After that night, things began to undergo some very subtle changes, whether it was
Popular celebrities like Shui Zhuer and Lu Xue are still ordinary girls. Their attitude towards Ning Que is extremely warm and friendly. The reasons are nothing more than three points:
First, Ning Que has a clean and pleasant face. He is a rare young boy in a brothel. He speaks well and behaves cutely and respects girls. The two parties do not have that kind of relationship. They get along easily and happily. They gossip a lot in the brothel.
He was already very familiar with him. Secondly, Shui Zhuer cherished this guy very much for some purely personal reasons, so the girls from the various families naturally gave him more face.
The most important reason is of course that Jane has expressed some degree of concern for this boy. This kind of concern is not obvious, but it is really rare for Jane, who has always been unfaithful and even disgusted with men.
Shuizhu'er and Lu Xue didn't matter, but to the other girls, if they could please everyone in Jian, let alone being affectionate to Ning Que, it wouldn't matter even if they used the girl's body to worship Ning Que for a few nights.
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However, the students in the academy did not know these reasons, nor did they know how many times Ning Que had gone in and out of the red sleeves in this spring. They looked at the orioles and swallows at the wine table, listened to those sweet voices and crisp words, and felt that they had no problem.
I was already dumbfounded.
Situ Yilan finally slowly put down the tea cup and closed her mouth. However, seeing that Miss Lu Xue, whom she had not invited twice, was sitting tenderly next to Ning Que, eating melon seeds and gossiping, she couldn't help but look at her.
Jin Wucai, who was dressing up in men's clothing next to him, sighed with shock: "Chu Youxian didn't lie. Ning Que can really do the red sleeve move. This guy... is much more respectable than my pretentious cousins."
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As he was talking, Ning Que finished his long-awaited greetings with the other girls, clasped his hands and said goodbye tenderly, then raised his right hand slightly to support Miss Lu Xue's hand, walked over to Situ Yilan's table, and said with a smile: "Miss Situ, Lu
I brought Miss Snow here for you, but you have to take pity on her hard work practicing dance recently and let her go back to rest early."
Situ Yilan stood up, pretending to be angry but actually saying happily: "Our daughter's family is talking about asking you to mind such noisy business." After saying this, she turned around and saluted Lu Xue, and said seriously: "Sister Lu Xue, I have been
I would like to see you and ask you for advice on Hu Xuanwu's middle three kicks. I am honored to meet you today, and I hope you will not hesitate to give me some advice."
Lu Xue frowned slightly. She was indeed a little tired, but she knew better that acting like a famous prostitute in front of these Chang'an nobles and ladies was really not a good choice.
Jin Wucai also stood up, gently tapped the folding fan with his right hand on the tiger's mouth of his left hand, and said with a smile: "Miss Lu Xue, my sister Situ wants to learn the Hu Xuan Middle Three Kicks because General Yunhui will be celebrating his 60th birthday at the end of the year.
This dance is a gift, and I don’t necessarily need to learn it today. I just hope you can leave some time for her."
"That's it." Lu Xue smiled slightly and said, "Then I will dance a little bit tonight. If Miss Situ invites you in the future, just let me know the time in advance. It doesn't matter whether you come or I go to the house.
All very convenient.”
Hu dance has nothing to do with the grassland barbarians, but comes from the Yuelun Kingdom. It is said that its origin is the sacrificial dance of a rainforest tribe in the far west of the Yuelun Kingdom. It is famous for its bright rhythm, especially the dancer's upper half of the body doing the static of the goddess scattering flowers.
The lower body is trembling rapidly, and the waist, abdomen and thighs are singing, creating a very sharp contrasting beauty.
This kind of dance is extremely difficult. Three kicks in the bottom lane are relatively easy to achieve, but it is extremely difficult to complete three kicks in the middle or even three kicks in the top lane while keeping the upper body dignified and still. The best Hu in the world
The dancing girl is in the Chang'an City of the Tang Dynasty, in the Red Sleeve Moves, and she is none other than Lu Xue.
Amid the sonorous sound of the pipa, there are faint strands of recorder floating in the air. The lights in the quiet hall are dim. When the curtain rises, Lu Xue, wearing a dance gown that exposes her belly and wraps her buttocks, comes gracefully. Her eyes are gentle and slightly lowered, and her hands are lowered.
On Bai Su's chest, neither her fingertips nor her eyelashes trembled at all, but her bare snow-like feet were dancing slowly to the music, especially as the pipa played more and more urgently,
The frequency of the feet lightly stepping on the stage is getting faster and faster, the thighs and buttocks tightly wrapped by the gauze robe are shaking like lightning, and the exposed abdomen has subtle beautiful lines...
After the dance, countless cheers rang out, and then the hall returned to a warm and lively atmosphere without any noise. Situ Yilan very seriously toasted Miss Lu Xue with a glass of wine, and everyone said a few words casually.
Miss Lu Xue, who was already looking tired, apologized tenderly and went back to her yard to rest.
The beauty Hu Xuan is the best accompaniment to wine. Tonight, there are about twenty young students in the red-sleeved hall, who are in their prime of life and lively. The drinks started to pour quickly, and the elegant Meng Shu drinking orders were mixed with throwing.
The banging sound of the game made the hall lively and cheerful.
Tonight, Ning Que was brought to great limelight by the joint efforts of Chu Youxian and the brothel manager, and naturally became the center of the wine shop. Regardless of whether they were familiar with him or not, his classmates and students came forward to drink wine one after another, for various reasons.
After politely urging everyone to do some drinking orders and punching at the beginning, when they discovered that Ning Que was really a genius at making drinks and punching, and after winning more than ten rounds, Bojiu suddenly changed.
It became a drinking habit.
Ning Quexing likes to drink, and he likes the flavor after drinking even more. In these years of following Sangsang, he has basically never stopped drinking. It is a pity or sad thing that after drinking for so many years, his drinking capacity has not increased at all. Basically,
It's still the kind of state where you watch drunks and have sex because you're too drunk and there's basically no chance of having sex.
Being urged to drink heavily by so many classmates, he was so anxious after five or six glasses of wine that his alcohol content, which was only 70%, suddenly jumped to 12%. He forced his eyes open, trying to pretend that he was still sober to scare him away.
He was an enemy, but his slurred words revealed his weak confidence. So he wanted to hold a glass and look at the moon to pretend to be alone and avoid drinking, but found that there was still no moon in the night sky. He wanted to lean on the railing and pour wine into the lake to drunken fish and read poems.
Let's imitate despair but find that I can't walk to the railing and can't remember any poems.
Whether it is the past life or this life.
At some point, the wine table he was sitting on was moved to the railing at the back of the building, right next to the small pool of wet bamboo, but he was already half-slumped on the edge of the table and had long forgotten what he had planned to do.
The environment beside the railing was much quieter than that in the hall. Situ Yilan sat next to him, with her right foot on the railing and squinting at the stars in the sky. She held a small pot of clear Jade Tower Snow in her right hand and placed it outside the railing.
Shaking gently. It was obvious that this noble lady had a much better drinking capacity than Ning Que. The luster in her eyes was very bright. She suddenly asked:
"Ning Que, how did you and the princess sister meet?"
Ning Que raised his head, rubbed the center of his brows, then raised his chopsticks and kept searching for pickled cabbage heads in vinegar, and casually replied: "We met on the road."
"How did we meet on the road?" Situ Yilan turned her head and stared at him with interest.
Ning Que inserted his chopsticks into the shortbread, covered his forehead and replied angrily: "I picked it up on the road, so we got to know each other."
Situ Yilan said helplessly: "I think you may have remembered something wrong. There is no way that Your Highness the Princess could be picked up by you on the roadside."
Ning Que said with a drunken smile: "I did remember it wrong. All the things I picked up on the roadside were treasures. It couldn't be an idiot. Where did the princess and I meet? By the way, you know me