Great Zhou Empire: Kill Zhao Kuangyin at the beginning

Chapter 566: Shengchazi: Distant Mountains and Long Eyebrows (Special thanks to book friend 2022…3620 for the monthly ticket!)

The guests in the building shouted:

"Master Wen, in other brothels, including yours, the "Oiran" is always chosen by the highest bidder, right?
Why is it that this year's "flower show" is not only held at the end of the year, but also requires us to write poems?"

"That's right! We are here to select the most beautiful courtesan, not to take the imperial examination."

Mr. Wen, aren't you deliberately making things difficult for me?"

Wen Dongjia smiled and said:
"Ah, you are right, my dear guests! In the past, we in Yan Gui Pavilion did not have the rule of writing poetry.

It’s just that this was our Luo’er’s personal request, otherwise she would rather die than “choose the oiran”, and I have no choice.

My dear guests, you can't bear to let such a beautiful lady from a noble family seek death in front of me, right? "

After hearing that it was Li Qingluo's request, no one in the building complained anymore. Instead, they all started to think hard and try to write poems.

Chai Zongxun, who was sitting by the window in a private room on the second floor, saw that none of the guests in the building were bullying others and that they all abided by the rules, so he nodded secretly.

Since Li Qingluo wants to choose a husband based on poetry, it is quite elegant. Chai Zongxun began to think about it.

After a moment, Chai Zongxun wrote a poem quickly.

The lyrics are: "Shengchazi"

The distant mountains have long eyebrows, and the willows have slender waists. After putting on makeup, she stands in the spring breeze, and her smile is worth a thousand gold.

When I returned to Fengcheng, I told the brothel that I had seen all the flowers in Yingchuan, but none of them were as beautiful as the light vine.

After Chai Zongxun finished writing, he was quite satisfied and signed his name as "Master Chai Si". After the ink dried, he ordered Xiao Liuzi to deliver it to Li Qingluo personally.

There were hundreds of people sitting at tables in the lobby on the first floor. Many of them were moved by Li Qingluo's beauty. They couldn't write poems at the moment, so some of them paid a large sum of money to ask people who had already written poems to write for them.

However, at this moment when everyone wants to marry Li Qingluo, how can a person who can write poetry be willing to make wedding dresses for others?

Normally, you could find someone to write poetry for you for just a few taels of silver. But even if someone offered a high price of a hundred taels of silver, no one was willing to write for you at this moment.

About half an hour later, seeing that no one came to submit poems, Wen Dongjia took the poems in his hand and counted them. In total, more than eighty people had written poems.

When Mr. Wen saw that among the hundreds of tables of guests in the building, only about eighty people in total wrote poems, he was very disappointed. With more people, it would be easier to bid for a higher price for the courtesan to marry.

However, this was Li Qingluo's insistence, and Boss Wen had spent a lot of money and effort in training her for more than eight years, so he had no choice but to agree.

Wen Dong's family said:

"It was Luo'er who asked me to write the poem, and I have no choice. Please wait for a moment, my dear guests. I will give the poem to Luo'er for her to review."

Wen Dongjia turned and walked into the master room on the second floor.

Chai Zongxun thought:
"It is still the Chinese tradition that has charm. Even the affairs of the brothel are made so elegant.

It is nothing compared to the vulgarity and crudeness of the previous life."

There were originally five or six hundred people in the building, but only more than eighty of them composed poems, which is just over 10%.

Thinking of Li Qingluo's beauty, everyone in the building felt anxious, just like when they were waiting for the results of the imperial examination.

Chai Zongxun thought:
"If Li Qingluo doesn't like the lyrics I wrote, then the fact that I went on an incognito tour today must not be spread out, otherwise it will be embarrassing."

Chai Zongxun felt like he had been drinking tea and waiting for a long time before he saw Mr. Wen from "Yan Gui Pavilion" come out from the master room on the second floor.

After Boss Wen bowed respectfully to all four parties, he smiled and read out the names of seventeen people, including the name "Master Chai Si".

Xiang Chuanfan is also among these seventeen people.

Boss Wen said:
"My Luo'er really appreciates the poems of these 17 distinguished guests. Please go into the main room and listen to Luo'er playing a piece for me." There was a commotion among the people in the building, and all the guests whose names were called smiled.

Boss Wen picked up the paper and was about to randomly call out the names of the seventeen people to enter the main room one by one to meet Li Qingluo. Seeing that Chai Zongxun was quite interested, Chen Jixing immediately shouted from the private room on the second floor:
"Boss Wen, my master Chai was naturally the first one to listen to Miss Qingluo's music."

Before Wen Dongjia could reply, the other sixteen selected poets started shouting in dissatisfaction:

"Why should your Master Chai be the first? Everyone has written poems and won Miss Qingluo's favor. Whoever Master Wen calls will go in."

Chen Jixing stood up and walked to the window of the private room, saying angrily:

“Who dares to be so presumptuous in front of my master?!
If you dare to make any more noise, you will be arrested and thrown into the prison in Bianjing!"

When everyone saw Chen Jixing's battlefield temperament, it was obvious that he was a military general; and when they saw his every move, they all behaved like a peerless master, and they immediately suspected that Chai Zongxun and his group were powerful officials in the empire, and dared not say a word.

Chai Zongxun smiled and said:

“No disrespect.

Boss Wen, I have never had the habit of meeting people, so please ask Miss Qingluo to come over and have a chat."

Boss Wen hesitated for a moment. She had seen many people with a tone as powerful as Chai Zongxun before, and she was most afraid that someone would use his power to snatch Li Qingluo away.

Soon after Chai Zongxun ascended the throne, he strictly controlled the number of brothels and gambling houses, and strictly prohibited forcing others into slavery. He also imposed several times the heavy taxes. As a result, the profits of brothels in various places dropped significantly, and it was difficult to find outstanding prostitutes.

In the past few years, brothels across the country came up with the promotional method of "ordering an oiran", which has become a major source of profit. Boss Wen is looking forward to making a fortune from this year's "oiran", the prime minister's granddaughter.

Chai Zongxun saw Boss Wen's hesitation and said with a smile:

"If I can have a good chat with Miss Qingluo, I will not lose your ransom, Boss Wen, and break your "order the oiran" rule."

Boss Wen knew that he couldn't afford to offend Chai Zongxun, so he could only smile and say:
"I will follow Master Chai's instructions. I hope Master Chai will take good care of the business of "Yan Gui Pavilion" in the future."

Boss Wen immediately turned around and walked into the main room. A moment later, Li Qingluo, accompanied by several maids, walked into the private room where Chai Zongxun was, causing complaints from people in the lobby on the first floor.

Li Qingluo bowed to Chai Zongxun and said:

"I pay my respects to Master Chai!"

Chai Zongxun returned the greeting and said:
"Miss Qingluo, please take a seat."

He said to Chen Jixing, Xiao Liuzi and other guards and eunuchs:

"Wait outside the door."

Chen Jixing looked at Li Qingluo a few more times, confirmed that she was indeed a weak woman, saluted to Chai Zongxun, and retreated to the outside with the guards in the room.

After the two sat down, Chai Zongxun said:

"From my observation of the girl's temperament, I can see that she comes from a family of poets and scholars, and is elegant and virtuous.

There was a hint of worry between the girl's brows, but what was the problem?
Why not tell me about it? "

Li Qingluo saw that Chai Zongxun was gentle and polite, and she couldn't help but feel a liking for him. She opened her cherry lips and sighed:

"The distant mountains have long eyebrows and slender willow waists. When the makeup is done, the spring breeze will blow, and a smile will cost you a fortune."

Being able to write such words, Mr. Chai must be my soulmate.

To be honest with you, Master Chai, I am the granddaughter of the Prime Minister of Angkor. I was taken into slavery when I was young. Now all my family members are doing labor in the North Sea, and we cannot see each other, which makes me sad.

I am sorry to make Master Chai laugh."

(End of this chapter)