When Ye Xingyuan arrived at Tingxiang Xiaozhu, it was noon. He saw the place where the bells and the red walls and green willows were not as elegant as the brothels in the capital, but they also had a unique flavor. There was a half-old woman at the door, who was greeting the guests crisply.

He nodded and said, "I heard for a long time that a woman in Shu is arrogant and generous. This place of trash also has its own characteristics. When I see you today, it is indeed true."

The madam who was recruiting business at the door laughed at Ye Xingyuan's comments and knew that he was a foreigner or a young man, so she came forward to ask for help, "Young Master, is this the first time we are here to listen to Xiang Xiaozhu? Is there a girl I know? If not, I will introduce some beauties to you, so that you can be satisfied."

Ye Xingyuan pretended to be hesitant and said, "This Xiaoke is a scholar. This lingering in the Qinlou and Chu Pavilion is contrary to the teachings of the saints. If you let the family know about it, you will be a little worried."

It was indeed a young man. The madam smiled and said, "You are just here to see it, where will anyone know it? Scholars don't visit brothels? Today's top scholar Ye Xingyuan still has the poem "A dream of Jiangzhou for ten years and won the reputation of being a poor brothel." How could the young master not imitate his ancestors?"

All of these game works have been passed down to Shuzhong! Ye Xingyuan smiled bitterly, and someone used his poems to persuade him to visit the kiln. This is also a rare opportunity.

Then he followed the flow and said, "Since the top scholars say so, I believe there are also saints in this brothel. Eleven, let's go in and take a look."

He is playing a nerd. Lu Shiyi Niang laughed in her heart and pretended to dissuade her: "Young Master, if you know you are walking in the kiln, you will have to peel your skin!"

The madam was anxious and thought to herself that she had finally won over the guests. The young man had already moved, but he must not be misled by the little book boy. Then he scolded, "What do you know, little servant? Don't talk nonsense, we are a high-end place."

She smiled at Ye Xingyuan again and said, "Young Master, please sit in there, I'll call the girl to greet you."

Ye Xingyuan heard her voice so tired that it was about to drip water. He felt so fucked in his heart, so he hurriedly walked in the door and looked around.

Tingxiang Xiaozhu is the largest brothel in Tianzhou Prefecture, but in terms of style, it is far inferior to the capital. Ye Xingyuan saw the garden of the courtesan girl Nishiro in the capital. It had no dusty atmosphere at all, but it was like a home for a wealthy family, which attracted a group of erotic children to gather in front of the door all day long.

Although this place is huge, you can tell at a glance that it is a prostitute village. Feng Zhaozi and the drunk young master are flirting everywhere, which is quite unconventional.

"The land in Shu likes this tone. After all, it is not as good as the capital city, and most of the guests here are merchants and local rich people." Lu Shiyi Niang explained to Ye Xingyuan in a low voice.

Entering the country is in accordance with the customs. One place has its own business style, and Ye Xingyuan doesn’t think it’s different.

A turtle slave had already come up and led them to a elegant seat. Ye Xingyuan frowned and said, "It's a bit noisy here, but is there a secluded and separate yard?"

The turtle nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes! I listen to Xiang Xiaozhu has all the courtyards, roses, sycamore trees, lilacs, and bananas. Except for the Rose Courtyard, there were already people who had already decided on the other three courtyards, and if the young master had a good time, he could set up a courtyard."

Ye Xingyuan coughed, and Lu Shiyi Niang knew it, so she took out a ingot of silver from her sleeve and patted it in front of the turtle slave, "My son has money, of course he has to choose the best yard. Why can't Rose Courtyard be decided?"

Guinu saw Yinzi's eyes shining, but when he heard that the other party wanted Rose Courtyard, he felt a little embarrassed: "It's not difficult for the young master to go to Rose Courtyard, but now there are guests in the yard. First, he asked these guests to agree, and second, he was afraid that the young master would think it was too noisy."

Ye Xingyuan asked calmly: "I wonder which young master is in the Rose Courtyard?"

When asked about this, Gui Nu straightened his waist and said proudly: "Today we are hosting the son of the Tong Magistrate's family and his friends. They are holding a poetry meeting in the courtyard. If the young master is interested, I can go and ask Mr. Tong for instructions, but this reward is given."

Ye Xingyuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Since he is the local magistrate, he should go to the visit. The poetry meeting is also an elegant event. Since it happens to be the same, how can you miss it? Eleventh, reward the silver."

Lu Shiyi Niang snorted and slapped another ingot of silver to the turtle slave. The turtle slave asked with satisfaction: "I don't know the name of the young master, so I can go to the Rose Courtyard to spread it to the young master."

Ye Xingyuan had already fabricated his pseudonym and told him that the turtle slave stepped down and reported to Tong Yanei.

Lu Shiyi Niang smiled and said, "Sure enough, this Tong Yanei is always listening to Xiang Xiaozhu's romantic and happy life, and he doesn't know how his father taught him."

Ye Xingyuan said: "Where can young people control the romantic place in Shu? It's okay if they are dandy, but they are afraid that they will secretly form associations in this brothel. Anyone will do something dirty."

Isn’t it that young people can control you, you, sir? Lu Shiyi Niang admires Ye Xingyuan very much. He has not yet gotten married and does not have a maid to serve with him. Although he is a little close to the widow, Mrs. Li, he is absolutely indifferent, but he can still see this clearly as the Jinyiwei Xiaoqi.

In any aspect, Ye Xingyuan can be said to be a gentleman who is not close to women. At this age, is this kind of willpower easy? This is also why Lu Shiyi Niang has high expectations for him.

Ye Xingyuan knew in his heart that he was actually just an ordinary person and could not resist the temptation of female sex. But he had no choice but to have a ninth-generation child body, so he could not break it casually. He could only use the saint's teachings to suppress it and tighten the strings in his mind.

After a while, the Turtle Nu came to repay him and said that Mr. Tong had agreed, so he invited the two of them in.

Ye Xingyuan reported his identity as a wealthy businessman in Dinghu. He has a wealthy family at home. He is a scholar and is the favorite of brothels. He is a businessman and his family tutoring is not as strict as a scholar. He is generous and spends a lot of money on his bedside. Those who are cheated of their remaining wealth in brothels are often such people.

Tong Ming was having fun in the rose courtyard. When the turtle slave said that a fat sheep came, he didn't mind introducing it. He greeted his companions and said, "I'll come later. Don't be polite. Slaughter him hard, so that we can show our ability in the Shu yamen."

In addition to him, Wu Tongzhi's son Wu Zhao is also on the list. He looks similar to his father, with a deer-headed and rat-eyed look, and he smiled. He heard Tong Ming say this and said, "I am tight in my hands these days, and someone comes to my door. Sure enough, I heard the magpies screaming when I go out, and I have a lot of good things!"

Tong Ming smiled and kicked him, "What's the good thing? Now Cisheng Temple is closed, and we have a lot less extra money. Although Tingxiang Xiaozhu makes money, he can't lose his annual filial piety. I caught a pair of wonderful jade jewelry at Yinlou the day before yesterday, but I was reluctant to take action. I was almost crazy about the poor."

The woman in his arms said coquettishly: "Young Master said that he would give me a set of jade, but it has not been fulfilled yet. I must be coaxing me."

Tong Ming pinched her face and teased, "That set of jade is only 800 taels. Since there is a fat sheep here, Yun'er, you can take out some skills and make him willing to pay for this jewelry. What's the difficulty?"

He turned around and asked the turtle slave again, "You can see clearly whether this person has money? Don't just pretend to be fat."

Guinu smiled flatteringly and said, "My two tricks are very good, how can I read it wrong? I see that his child servant's money bag is quite small. There are also a stack of silver notes that are popular this year. There are gold leaves hidden at the bottom, and the money on this body is more than a thousand taels."

Tong Ming was overjoyed and said to the woman in his arms: "Look, isn't this jewelry settled?"

He stood up, greeted the playboys, gathered under the shade of the tree, discussed for a while, and then planned to squeeze out a piece of oil and water from the fat sheep according to the usual methods.

Ye Xingyuan slowly walked into the Rose Courtyard and saw a group of young people gathered in the courtyard, with tables placed on all sides, covering the four treasures of the study. Some people thought hard and chanted softly, and they were really writing poems.

"How can these playboys write poems? They are just showing off their appearance and coaxing people." Lu Shiyi Niang exposes the diorama, "This is the so-called immortal game. The children of ordinary merchants are all artful and elegant, and they are always a little afraid of these yamen. After being coaxed like this, they just think that they are serious scholars and they get trapped without realizing it.

After that, a woman will take the initiative to seduce her and have a private relationship. When she enters the wing room, she will be a good thing for her to enter Hong Kong. Then a group of yamen broke in, and used her old fists to blackmail her another chunk of silver."

Lu Shiyi Niang knew such despicable methods very well, and Ye Xingyuan only found it funny, "Someone is fooled by such a crude way?"

Lu Shiyi Niang sighed: "In the face of beauty, how many people can sit in the arms like an adult? When they are blocked in the bed, even if they know they have been deceived, how dare the foreigners be against these yamen? They can only swallow their anger and destroy money and eliminate disasters."

This move of immortal jumping has not changed much for thousands of years, but these yamen have to play this kind of game, and Ye Xingyuan only thinks it is too low.

He walked to the young yamen, and Tong Ming pretended to welcome him and smiled and said, "This is Mr. Zhang, right? In Tongming, Tianzhou Prefecture, Dinghu is far away from here, and it is not easy to enter Sichuan. You must enjoy it."

Ye Xingyuan pretended to be flattered and bowed: "I heard that Tong Yanei was so handsome for a long time. When I saw him today, it was true."

Tong Ming laughed, but he was complaining in his heart that this foreigner just couldn't speak, so he must stab him hard later. Then he pretended to be intimate and said, "I heard that Mr. Zhang is also a scholar. This is a coincidence. We are holding a poetry meeting. How about the young master joining together?"

Sure enough, someone chanted loudly behind him, "The sun shines on the incense burner and purple smoke grows. I see the waterfall hanging in front of him. The flying flow down three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way falls into the sky!"

There were cheers around, "Young Master Wu's poem is touching!"
Chapter completed!