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Qinghefang has been a prosperous place in Hangzhou since ancient times. The residence of King Qinghe, the founding hero of the Great Chu, was located in Taiping Lane, which was called Yujie at that time, so this area was called Qinghefang.

There are many shops in Qinghefang, and there are rows of restaurants and tea houses. It is the political and cultural center of Hangzhou and a place where merchants gather.

At the beginning of the night, Qinghefang West Street is extremely lively, full of voices, singing and laughing, flirting and cursing.

Xue Poye walked briskly, with a smile on his face, strolling along this spring-filled West Street.Passing one after another magnificent pavilions, with colorful flags fluttering, "Yingxiang Pavilion", "Piaochun Garden", "Yihong Courtyard", "Cuiyu Building", "Nongyuefang"..., the name of the spring building Various, fragrant and elegant, Xue Poye sighed secretly: "The prostitution industry in ancient times is much better than that in later generations, at least the appearance is much more elegant."

In front of the brothels of various colors, there is a wide and deep river, known as "Qinghe". The river is illuminated by lights, shining with silver light.

The voluptuous sister in front of the door swung her handkerchief and dragged one after another of the obscene beasts into the building.

Xue Poye was walking along the street, and was almost pulled in several times, but Xue Poye knew that his purpose was not prostitution, so he struggled to leave.

The building on the east side of the West Street is bustling with bustle and bustle, the business is booming, and the voices of the sisters are also very loud. As they go west, the voices gradually get quieter. Although the lights are still bright, there are fewer people, which is not as popular as the front one.

A strange smile appeared on Xue Poye's face, and he walked forward for a while, only to see a somewhat old-fashioned building standing in front of him. Although this building is old-fashioned, it can be considered magnificent with high lanterns, but there are few guests. Although there were bursts of laughter in the building, it was much worse than those buildings before.

Two kiln sisters with heavy makeup stood in front of the door, listless and lazy, not paying attention to Xue Poye's approach.

Xue Poye saw that the two kiln sisters were pretty and had a good figure, coughed twice, and stopped in front of the door.

Hearing the sound of coughing, the two kiln sisters regained their spirits, and immediately showed professional and charming smiles, and greeted them with handkerchiefs. One kiln sister said in a low voice, "Hey, why did you come here, hurry up and wait for the servant's house." Sing a few little tunes for you to relieve boredom." He raised his voice and said, "A guest is here!" He greeted him, already holding Xue Poye's left arm with both arms, and rubbing his chest against Xue Poye's arm slightly.

Xue Poye's face didn't turn red and his heart didn't beat. If he didn't have this concentration, he wouldn't be Xue Poye. He looked up and saw "Pinxiang Pavilion" written on the plaque.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw several tables of guests listening to a ditty in the hall, with their hands on the girls beside them wantonly.

The decoration inside is also very particular, with literati calligraphy pasted in several places, and antique porcelain placed, with a strong bookish atmosphere.

Looking up, there is a courtyard above, and beside the courtyard is a circle of empty hanging ladders, and more than a dozen incense pavilions surround the courtyard.

"Hey, the young master is here. He looks so handsome. Our girls are the best at serving people!" Xue Poye was looking around when a sweet voice came from the bone. Looking around, he saw a The alluring woman with all kinds of charms twisted her waist and swayed her plump breasts, with an intoxicating smile on her face, and she was only 25 or [-] years old.

Xue Poye immediately understood, if he guessed right, this is the bustard here.

However, this old bustard can be regarded as a top-ranking girl, unlike some old bustards who are as strong as pigs. Speaking of it, she is like a ripe fruit, coquettish and sexy, making people want to take a bite.

From a certain point of view, she is much more attractive than some girls.

Xue Poye rubbed his nose and said with a smile: "Don't talk about the girl here, even my sister has hooked my soul."

The old bustard flicked the fragrant silk, brushed it across Xue Poye's face, and across his nose, a scent penetrated into his nostrils, it was a coquettish scent, smelling it in the nose, it made people feel emotionally aroused.

The old bustard came over, exhaled like blue, smiled coquettishly, stretched out his hand to touch Xue Poye's face, and said in a tired voice: "My brother is handsome, he can also talk, his mouth is so sweet, my sister is really cute!" is you!"

Xue Poye knows that the party is ruthless, no matter how sweet it is, it can't be true, the purpose is just to make you take out the money in your arms, but looking at the charming bustard, Xue Poye, who has never known the taste of meat for a long time, still has a heartbeat twice.

The plump breasts on the top of the old bustard rubbed Xue Poye's shoulders a few times, cast a wink, and said softly: "Good brother, which girl do you like, do you know her well, tell my sister, sister Call you here, let her sing you a few little songs to make you laugh."

Xue Poye was not a good guy either, he pressed his elbows behind the bust's bouncy buttocks, although there were clothes behind him, it felt extremely comfortable.

The old bustard patted Xue Poye on the shoulder, rolled her eyes, and scolded with a smile: "Little villain, I want to please my mother!"

Xue Poye chuckled, took out five taels of silver from his pocket and put it into the hands of the old bustard, he said with a smile: "Sister, find me a private room, I have something to tell you."

The old bustard was stunned for a moment, and immediately waved his hands and said: "My good brother, this is against the rules, sister, I...!"

Xue Poye knew that she had misunderstood, and thought that looking for Yajian was going to have fun with her, and said with a smile: "Sister, don't get me wrong, but my younger brother has serious business."

The old bustard saw that his expression was extremely serious, he didn't seem to be fake, and seeing five taels of white money in his hand, she smiled charmingly: "Sister, I will arrange it for you!"

Five taels of silver is by no means a small amount. In fact, it is not uncommon for the so-called so-called tens of taels and hundreds of taels to be collected as soon as one enters the Chunlou, but it is very rare and rare.Usually everyone goes upstairs to listen to tunes, laugh and beg for joy, and the money spent is not much. Under normal circumstances, one tael of silver can make a young and beautiful kiln sister serve you all night. Two, already very bold.

Xue Poye has been in Hangzhou for more than half a year. Although he has never been in the Chunlou, he knows that these kiln sisters are different from the ladies in the future. They can massage with fake hands and take off their clothes with three strokes. There is no content, and you can do things by taking off your clothes.

At this time, the kiln sisters, especially the kiln sisters who are competing in Qinghefang, are not as simple as just taking off their clothes.

In fact, most of the women in Chunlou at this time were not idlers. Most of them were tricked or forced to take this road. They will also be charged with fees of various names. The so-called "once you enter the whore, you will never get out" means this. The cashier who has worked so hard may not even be able to pay for their own redemption in the end. In their hearts, being able to be redeemed by others , that is already a matter of good luck.

But there are very few people who really want to redeem themselves for prostitutes, not many people are willing to spend a lot of money for a woman, even if they like this woman very much, just spend a few silver to go to Chunlou.The kind of consensual love with prostitutes, you love each other, never parting from death, and you have to sacrifice your life to redeem the beloved woman. It belongs to... It belongs to the category of stories where elephants are stabbed to death with toothpicks, and it rains when you sneeze.

When Yao Jie enters the building, she must first be taught to be good at singing and dancing, and to welcome guests with a smile. To a certain extent, the Yao Jie at this time is much more profound than the later ladies. Although they are both selling themselves, But the kiln sisters of this era are not comparable to the later ladies in terms of psychology and quality.

The private room is very particular, with huge flower beds, soft bedding, and pink tents.

The fragrance was overwhelming, Xue Poye walked to the wall with his hands behind his back, only to see a painting hanging on the wall, but it was a picture of the West Lake, boating on the West Lake, lotus flowers came out of the water, Xue Poye couldn't help but chanted: "I don't know how to return to the West Lake Qingyan Banquet. A glass of wine from Qu Lige. The city leads to the setting sun and hears the drum horns, and the temple faces the autumn water to see the towers. The guests in the orchid hall are scattered and the cicadas are still making noise, and the people and birds in Guiji are rare. After reciting a song, I was secretly funny. I was fascinated by those gifted scholars and beauties reciting poems and inscriptions in Hangzhou, but I got a habit of reciting lyrics frequently, even though the words were by no means original.

A charming voice came from behind and said: "My good brother is really not an ordinary person, such a poem, my sister can recognize it!" Amidst the laughter, the old bustard came in with a fruit plate, put it on the table, turned around and closed the door, separating the noise from the room. Outside, the waist twisted like a water snake, and said with a charming smile: "My sister's surname is Lu, others call me Lv Niangzi, and my younger brother can also be called that."

Seeing her smiling like a flower, Xue Poye saw her breasts heaving up and down as she walked, and her breasts burst out, so she came over and sat down at the table, and said softly, "Sister Lu, sit down!"

Seeing his serious expression, Miss Lv sat down at the table and asked, "My dear brother, is there anything you're not happy about? You're here just to have fun. If you're not happy, I'll call two girls to sing for you."

Xue Poye smiled and said: "Sister, if you sing me a song, I'm afraid my brother will be happy."

The green lady smiled charmingly, her red lips parted slightly, and she said in a tired voice: "My good brother really wants my sister to sing, and my sister will sing for you!" Her brows were full of spring, as if dripping water.

Xue Poye rubbed his nose and said with a smile: "Singing is indispensable. If my sister doesn't sing later, I will force her to do so. But right now I have something I want to discuss with my sister."

The green lady is sitting upright, her breasts are tall and straight, as if she is about to break out of her clothes, she has a graceful figure, such a slender figure is rare.