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Eight, oiran drunk(1/2)

Eight, the cuspid is drunk

Under dusk, the flute, drums, sheng, cymbals and ears are filled with ears, and the dance is enchanting and dazzling. Three floats are parked under the "Mingyu Tower" in Sanqufang, a fireworks place in Xuanzhou.

"Mingyulou" is the most famous singing hall in Sanqufang. The towers are exquisite and the courtyard is deep. The dancers and the maids and maids are basically from Fujian. They were sent by Prince Lianchang from Quanzhou and Zhangzhou one after another. They are beautiful and good at singing and dancing. The ordinary women in "Mingyulou" have a room worth no less than ten taels of silver. They are famous "gold-selling caves" in Xuanzhou, and the most longed for the place to seek pleasure for celebrities and great masters.

As the most valuable celebrity of "Mingyulou", Xiahou Liusu usually sings and poems with guests, playing Go games and playing piano songs, which are all tangled. It is rare to see at a leisurely time. It is very famous. At the beginning of last month, a tea merchant in Shezhou gave her ten thousand gold coins to comb her, but she failed to get what she wished. Xiahou Liusu's gorgeous voice was greatly boosted and she won the Xuanzhou flower courtesy at the Nanhu Flower Viewing Conference.

The scholars in Xuanzhou studied hard one by one, carefully prepared a number of poems and dreamed of winning the poems at the Xichun Poetry Conference. Unexpectedly, the poet and deputy Kui were acquired by two foreigners in the end. The salt merchants of Jinling Zhou Xuanzhi and the courtesan went to Wushan with the courtesan. Although there were many jealous people and abusers, most of the scholars were inexplicably happy. Anyway, they knew that they did not have the ability to compete for the poet's title. Seeing that Mr. Lianchang and Hu Yang, who were usually arrogant and arrogant, were all "Xie Tiaolou", they secretly comforted them, so that the foreigners could get better, so that everyone would be fair, haha!

Sanchi repeatedly asked Zhou Xuan to put the emperor's secret decree first and not to enter Pingkang Qufang. Zhou Xuan whispered: "If I get off the car now, how can Miss Xiahou be in love?"

Yes, if Zhou Xuan fails to enter the door, then Xiahou Liusu’s face will be lost, and the courtesan will become a laughing stock. How can Mr. Zhou Qicha do such a ruthless thing?

Zhou Xuan said: "I will go up and sit for a while, listen to the song and leave."

Xiahou Liusu thought to himself: "This Hou of Xinzhou is really so kind? He looked at me unscrupulously on Xie Tiao's building, why are you going to sit in your arms now? Is it not enough to seduce him with my beauty?"

Thinking of this, Xiahou Liusu became competitive. She didn't believe that Zhou Xuan would not be moved by her.

The red felt was paved with the floor, the gongs and drums were loud, and the festive atmosphere seemed to be a marriage. Two little maids came to help Zhou Xuan and Xiahou Liusu get off the car. Zhou Xuan said, "I don't need to help." He jumped out of the float happily.

The onlookers burst into laughter.

Sanchi followed Zhou Xuan into the "Mingyu Tower". Xiahou Liusu's residence was an independent courtyard. A jade shed lantern was hanging at the front of the door, which shone brightly as bright as daylight. The courtyard was planted with scented hearts. It seemed that Xiahou Liusu prefers this flower.

The maid lifted up the bamboo curtains and asked Zhou Xuan to sit in the hall. She saw a rhinoceros skin incense table in the hall, and a bronze incense burner was spraying out incense. Four landscape paintings were hung on the wall, and four rosewood chairs were arranged under it, all of which were extremely exquisite.

Zhou Xuan sat down and the maid brought the tea. Zhou Xuan sniffed it and asked, "Who cooked this tea?"

The maid replied, "It was cooked by Aunt Liu, and the guests who come and go said Aunt Liu's tea is good."

Zhou Xuan said: "It's pretty good. It's a little older. The tea marks are too obvious. This kind of 'yellow flower cloud tip' should not be boiled with bamboo drainage. The water of Jixi is better. If there is water from Tiaoquan, it will be even better."

The little maid said, "Young Master Zhou is good at tea ceremony, I'll go and tell Aunt Liu." He went there in a few steps.

Seeing that Zhou Xuan thought tea was not good, Xiahou Liusu was not good at tribute to tea. She was also a novice, and the brothel girl was silly and unrestrained. She had not yet mastered her versatile face. Moreover, Zhou Xuan was the prey she wanted to assassinate, so she became even more awkward.

The footsteps sounded, and the maid brought a woman in her thirties to lift the curtain. The woman said to Zhou Xuan Wanfu: "The little woman pays homage to the young master. The young master is a master of tea art. The tea has indeed become older. It was originally used to use Jixi water. Yesterday, the water truck fetched the cart on the road, so she had to use bamboo drain instead. Other guests couldn't tell it. The young master knew it when he smelled it. The young lady had never heard of it."

Zhou Xuan smiled: "That's Zhou's pickyness, please let me know." He held up the teacup and greeted Xiahou Liusu: "Miss Xiahou, please drink tea." Zhou Xuan seemed to be the master.

Xiahou Liusu was restless, and accompanied him to drink a cup of tea, carefully answering Zhou Xuan's question. After a while, a maid came over and said that the banquet had been set and asked Mr. Zhou and Miss Liusu to move to the night banquet.

In the Dongge Flower Hall, a row of long windows face the yard with the simplicity of the yard. The flowers are pink and white, revealing fragrance under the faint moonlight.

A round table with fragrant nanmu carved flowers, on which is a jar of Tanxi white wine, eight dishes - drunk partridge, braised duck with sand tea, mustard shredded chicken, Dongbi dragon ball, chicken glutinous rice bamboo shoots, mushroom stewed silverfish, spicy tofu, cold cucumber, and a dish called "Xi Shi Tongue".

Zhou Xuan asked with interest: "Miss Xiahou, why is this dish called Xi Shi Tong?"

Xiahou Liusu said gently: "According to legend, after King Goujian of Yue destroyed Wu, the wife of Yue was worried that Xi Shi would be favored, so she sent someone to trick Xi Shi to the beach. After killing her, she tied her body to the bottom of the sea. From then on, there were such sea clams similar to human tongues in the coastal mud. Local fishermen rumored that this was transformed by Xi Shi's tongue, so it was called Xi Shi's tongue."

Zhou Xuan used the subject to speak out: "In history, after Xi Shi destroyed Wu, he and Fan Li sailed on the five lakes and lived happily. I think the legend of "Xi Shi Tongue" is more credible. Rabbits die and dogs cook, and birds hide their bows. This is how it is. Some people work hard for others, but in the end they are killed and silenced. I have seen this a lot."

Xiahou Liusu frowned slightly and said to himself: "What does he mean by saying this? What did he kill someone to silence him? What did he notice?" But seeing Zhou Xuan drinking and eating food casually, he was unsuspecting. He should be talking nonsense, but why did he sound so uncomfortable?

At this time, Zhou Xuan realized that Fairy Jingyi usually trained him to taste the benefits of water smell. He could tell the nuances of light and tasteless water. Then, if there is any odor in the wine and dish, it is natural to know if there is any odor in the wine and dish. If it is poisoned, it will definitely change the taste. Moreover, since Xiahou Liusu arranged Hu Yang's plan to use a knife to kill people, he would naturally not poison the wine and dish.

King Jing's purpose was to make Zhou Xuan die in an accident, but not to be seen as murder.

The three cynical people did not enter the seat and stood behind Zhou Xuan. They seemed a little lazy, but in fact the police felt that the abnormal movements of ten feet were all in his ears.

The two maids kept urging him to drink. Zhou Xuan knew that they wanted to get him drunk and said, "Don't persuade him, go out. I just want Miss Xiahou to persuade him to drink. Come on, Miss Xiahou, drink this cup, fight poetry in the daytime, drink wine at night, drink wine with friends, and chant poems to people who know each other, come on, come on, and start again after pp lifts."

Zhou Xuanyan talked about the elegance and vulgarity, and Xiahou Liusu's pink face turned slightly red, and he shirked his remarks: "Mr. Zhou, Liusu has a very shallow alcohol content, just drink a small sip."

Zhou Xuan said: "How can this work? If you don't have enough alcohol and feel unhappy, you will be alone in the corner and you will not be happy. You must drink it."

Xiahou Liusu had to frown and drank a full glass of Tanxi white wine. Tanxi white wine was very strong, and after drinking one cup, Xiahou Liusu's face turned red.

Zhou Xuan advised him again, Xiahou Liusu refused to drink it, and his eyelashes were curved, and he pitifully asked Mr. Zhou not to make things difficult for him.

Zhou Xuan knew that Xiahou Liusu was indeed indifferent to alcohol. He had a plan and smiled and said, "Let's do this, Miss Xiahou sets the title temporarily, and I make a poem with my hands crossed. If I can't recite it, I will punish me two cups. If Miss Xiahou sees that my poems are still impressive, I will drink a cup to help me enjoy the poem. How about it?"

Xiahou Liusu is also a person who loves poetry. He has also heard that Zhou Xuan made his name into poetry with his hands. When he heard this, he was moved. Seeing Zhou Xuan staring at her with a burning gaze, he couldn't help but feel a little panicked and replied: "Okay."

Zhou Xuan was secretly happy and said to himself: "Forgive you for being a traitor, I will drink my mother - also drink my friend's foot washing water." He smiled and said: "Then please ask Miss Xiahou to give the title of the poem. The title of the poem should not be too remote and difficult, otherwise I will talk nonsense when I get drunk."

"You're going to be drunk!" Xiahou Liusu thought so in her heart, blinking her eyelashes and said, "Just fill in a lyrics about drunkenness-" After thinking about it, it would be more difficult, and added, "You have to write about drunkenness, but also about spring scenery in the wild." After that, his eyes stared at Zhou Xuan's hands.

Zhou Xuan and Zhou Xuan had wide palms, long fingers, crossed ten fingers, one fork and two forks, fork and seven forks, laughing and saying, "With it, "Ru Meng Ling"—" said, "I always remember the evening of the stream pavilion, and I was intoxicated and didn't know the way back. I returned to the boat at night, and accidentally entered the depths of the lotus flowers. Fighting to cross, fighting for crossing, shocking a bunch of gulls and herons."

Xiahou Liusu was stunned and savored the lyrics carefully. She was such a wonderful and fresh little ling. She raised the wine glass in front of her and drank it all.

Zhou Xuan praised: "Miss Xiahou is so happy. I like it, please give another question."

Xiahou Liusu said: "Please use "Ru Meng Ling" as a song card again, and write about drunkenness. This time I will not write about the spring scenery in the wild, but about the spring scenery in the courtyard."

Zhou Xuan crossed his hands again, and chanted after seven times, "Last night, the rain was sparse and the wind was storming, and the thick sleep couldn't stop the residual wine. I asked the person who rolled the curtain, but said 'The crabapple is still the same'. Do you know? Do you know? It should be green, fat, red and thin."

One verse is better than another. I am dissatisfied with drinking this cup. I am sorry for such a good word. Xiahou Liusu drank another cup, his cheeks were like rubbing rouge, his eyes were full of water, and his emotions rose, and he said, "If the young master can fill in a middle tune with his hands, limit the vocabulary, limit the rhyme, limit the meaning of the word, please drink two cups. If the young master cannot chant it, he will be fined four cups. Do you dare?"

Zhou Xuan thought to himself: "You still know how to add chips, and you have the potential of a gambler." He said generously: "Miss Xiahou, I have given up my promise. Four cups are just four cups, and I lie drunk on the beautiful knees. I want to make a question and limit the rhyme."

Xiahou Liusu's beautiful eyes flowed and said, "The song of "One Cleaver of Plum" is limited to the rhyme of "Eleven You", which depicts the lovesickness of a woman in the boudoir, and begins--"

Zhou Xuan crossed his hands and searched at high speed: "Eleven Youyun is You, You, Liu, Qiu, and Zhou, etc., "One Scissor Plum" - "One Scissor Plum" - a woman's lovesickness-" After seven times, he stopped, his thick eyebrows were locked in deep locks.

"Young Master Zhou Qicha, you can't recite it anymore." Xiahou Liusu was a little drunk and pointed out Zhou Xuan's true identity. Zhou Xuan now calls himself Zhou Xuanzhi, a salt merchant in Jinling. "Liusu also knows that it is really difficult to fill out such many restrictions in such a short time, but since it is a gambling poem and wine, it is impossible to blame Liusu. Please drink these four cups."

Zhou Xuan stretched his eyebrows and smiled and said, "I already got it."

Xiahou Liusu said in surprise: "Is it possible? I wish to hear the masterpiece."

Zhou Xuanyin said: "The fragrance of red lotus roots leaves the jade mat in autumn. I lightly unload the silk clothes and go to the orchid boat alone. Who sends brocade letters in the clouds? When the word geese returns, the moon fills the west building. The flowers float and the water flows. A kind of lovesickness, two idle sorrows. This feeling has no way to be eliminated, but it has just fallen on my eyebrows but it has come to my heart."

Xiahou Liusu silently recited "A kind of lovesickness, two idle worries - just because she was brows, but she was in her heart." She couldn't help but become infatuated. Although she had never missed her, she could also understand the lingering and sincere lovesickness in the lyrics.

Zhou Xuan took an empty cup, poured two glasses of wine, and pushed it to Xiahou Liusu. He thought that if you don’t believe these two cups, you won’t be drunk. He smiled and said, “Miss Xiahou, if you think I have such a good lovesickness, just drink these two cups.”

Xiahou Liusu was still immersed in the lyrics realm, holding up a glass of wine while drinking it while looking at the void, muttering to recite "Yi Jian Plum" in his mouth, drinking one cup and picking up another cup, Zhou Xuan filled the empty cup and said, "Miss Liusu, I am willing to accept the loss of the bet, you have to kill these two cups."

Xiahou Liusu is worthy of being a martial artist, and is proud. He drank both cups without saying a word. His cheeks were like fire, his eyes were blurred, and he was humming and he didn't know what to say, as if it was a Fujian dialect.

There are only Zhou Xuan, San Chi, Xiahou Liusu in the Dongge Flower Hall now. The two maids who served were already driven outside the door by Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan stood up, pointed at Xiahou Liusu and said, "That's right! That's right!"

Xiahou Liusu fell on the carved round table in response, drunk, six cups in front and back, more than half a pound of strong white wine. And if he drinks it so urgently, even Zhou Xuan, who has a high alcohol capacity, will be drunk, not to mention Xiahou Liusu, who rarely drinks white wine.

Zhou Xuan turned around and smiled at Sanchi, whispering: "The third brother, it's done."

Sanchi was stunned. He couldn't accept it. The master was too strong. He got the courtesan assassin drunk with a few poems. Now he was at the mercy of the master.

Xiahou Liusu was so drunk that she couldn't even sit still, and her body was soft and slid down the table.

Zhou Xuan went over to support her, and Xiahou Liusu leaned softly on Zhou Xuan. The woman's body fragrance was stimulated by the smell of wine, which made Zhou Xuan's lower body feel excited and he had the idea of ​​holding a weapon to commit crime.

There is a small small bed carved in fragrant nanmu wood on the side of the flower hall of Dongge, spreading with soft Shu brocade mattresses. Zhou Xuan half-walking and half-carrying Xiahou Liusu to the side room. There is a mandarin duck lamp at the front of the door, and the light is red and quite ambiguous.

Zhou Xuan put Xiahou Liusu down on the carved bed. When he took off her embroidered shoes, he found that she was wearing bearded pants under her skirt. It turned out that she was a martial artsman. Women who practice martial arts were all wearing beard pants. Otherwise, if a high kick would be the spring under her skirt!

I wonder how old Xiahou Liusu is? He should be sixteen or seven years old. His drunken face is beautiful and charming. His slender and long eyelashes are neatly covered on his lower eyelids, like a tired black butterfly living here—

Xiahou Liusu wore a peach-colored long skirt, covered with a half-sleeved top, a silk ribbon, a thin gauze, and a green strapless breast under the collar, and a half-exposed chest, which was white and greasy.

Sanchi coughed outside and asked in a low voice: "What should the master deal with this woman?"

Zhou Xuan drank two glasses and smiled with the alcohol, "I haven't thought about it yet, it's too cheap to leave her and walk like this. Should I give her a first * then *?"

Sanchi said nothing.

The drunk Xiahou Liusu turned over and lay on his side, raised his round buttocks and looked towards Zhou Xuan, and something appeared under his skirt, which was obviously the shape of a small knife.

Zhou Xuan reached into her skirt to explore, took off the object, and saw that it was indeed a five-inch knife, a silk knife handle, a scabbard inlaid with gems, a half-inch knife, and a air conditioner that made people feel good to kill people without blood.

Zhou Xuan was a little angry and thought to himself: "If I hadn't been alert, I would probably have died under this knife. Humph, Xiahou Liusu is my enemy, I should do anything to her. This is called revenge." He hid the knife in his arms, reached out and twisted it on Xiahou Liusu's thigh, and whispered: "Bitch, see how I deal with you!"

Xiahou Liusu felt pain in her dream, and moaned softly, and her body turned back and lay on her back. Her chest under her green strapless breasts fell with her breathing, like two small beasts that were about to break their clothes and burst out.

Zhou Xuan pressed his hand on Xiahou Liusu's strapless breasts, and held it through a layer of light Luo, thinking: "I often practice martial arts and fitness, but my two are very strong and strong-"

"Bang bang bang", someone knocked on the door, and Zhou Xuan closed the door of the Dongge Flower Hall.

The three cynical man in the outside world asked: "Who is it?"

A woman outside the door smiled and said, "I am serving Miss Liusu. I heard that Miss Liusu is drunk, so I will take care of her."

Sanchi said: "Miss Liusu has my master to take care of her, so don't disturb me if you wait."

The woman was a little anxious and said, "Young Master Zhou wants to share the same bed with Miss Liusu, so you should go to Miss Liusu's embroidery room, in this hall-"

Zhou Xuan replied in the inner room: "There are also beds here."

The woman said, "Young Master Zhou, the bed is too small and uncomfortable. Please move to the embroidery room of the west wing with Miss Liusu."

Zhou Xuan smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if the bed is small. Anyway, I'm sleeping with folds. The girl Liusu's body is soft, making me feel as if I'm lying on a cotton bed, very comfortable."

The woman had no choice but to walk quickly, and passed through the corridor. When she entered the courtyard, she whispered: "I'd like to see the young master."

The person inside opened the door and let her in. The woman came outside the bamboo curtain in the right room and said, "Young Master, Xiahou Liusu was drunk by Zhou Xuan. Zhou Xuan was about to do the traitor. Please tell me if you break the door to save Miss Liusu?"

A cold voice from the bamboo curtain said, "What a useless stupid maid, you will be drunk! What a joke!" It was the voice of Mr. Lian Chang.

The woman said: "Miss Xiahou is drunk and the trick of killing people with a knife is no longer feasible. So just rush in and kill Zhou Xuan--"
To be continued...
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