Happy Little Scholar

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Winter is not a good season to say goodbye. There have been no snowflakes since the Spring Festival. Otherwise, you can copy Shou's poem for him, "Song of White Snow Sends Li Xuan Back to the Capital", the north wind blows and the white grass breaks, Hu Tianba The moon is like snow...

"I'm leaving tomorrow. Qunyuyuan will treat you to a drink tonight. You won't come back until you're drunk!" Li Xuan waved his hand and said very simply.

Li Yi didn't understand at all where his feelings for Qunyuyuan came from. He went to Qunyuyuan to listen to music, to go to Qunyuyuan to eat, and to drink at Qunyuyuan. The strange thing is that he never did anything when he went there. Serious business...

"Forget it about Qunyuyuan, it's the old rule, go to Ruyifang..." It's okay to get drunk and get into trouble at home, and nothing extraordinary will happen. In the brothel------Li Yi is really worried about his chastity. Worry.

"Mother-in-law, if there is anything good in Ruyifang, go to Qunyuyuan!"

Li Xuan took the lead, and two guards held up the extremely reluctant Li Yi, who quickly disappeared under Yang Liuqing's surprised eyes.

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Night is always the busiest time in brothels, especially on the first and fifteenth day of every year, when major brothels compete for courtesan, and famous prostitutes from all walks of life try their best to get a high ranking.

This will greatly help to increase their fame and worth. If they can enter the top ten courtesans, they will be sought after by countless people in the next year and gain both wealth and fame.

For the sake of their own girls, all major brothels are also actively cooperating with the publicity. The rare brothels on weekdays have performed on the stage one after another, which naturally attracts the attention of the wolves. The beauties look at it and want to empty their wallets. The business of the brothel in one day, Comparable to the previous ten days and a half...

Only courtesans are qualified to run for court. A ruined flower cannot attract the attention of noble people. If one of the top ten courtesans can settle down in his own family, then the wealth in the coming year will surely roll in. Every courtesan will , are all cash cows for the brothels they belong to.

In the Qunyu Courtyard, passing through the winding corridors, isolating the noise from the outside, in a quiet room somewhere, a woman stood quietly at the table, her wrist moving slowly, tracing something on the paper.

"Zui Mo, you can't always go out to meet guests. The oiran competition has started a long time ago, and mom is relying on you to make us look good." The Madam of Qunyu Courtyard stood beside her and urged.

"Isn't there still Xiangxiang and Miaomiao?" The woman added a few more strokes on the paper and said casually.

The old bustard's face turned the color of bitter melon and said: "Oh, my aunts, how can they compare with you? Just listen to your mother's advice and go out and show your face, even if it's just to play a song or sing a few songs." No matter what the sentence is, how many gentlemen want to see you by name? Mom, this is for your own good. If you are not selected as the oiran this year, your life will be difficult in the future. If you lose your fame, mom can't stop you. Those noble people.”

"I know..." The woman sighed helplessly.

"That's good, mom will go get ready now." A smile immediately appeared on the old bustard's face, and he hurriedly retreated.

The personal maid Xiaocui supported her chin with one hand and murmured: "Miss, I heard that this year's leaders, Lu Qiaoqiao from Yichun Tower and Liu Yiyi from Jinfeng Courtyard, are the most vocal. Many famous talents have written poems praising them. Mr. Su gave Liu Yiyi three thousand taels of silver. Many people were envious of her. Yang Yanzhou wrote a poem for Lu Qiaoqiao. Those who supported her immediately outnumbered Liu Yiyi. The young lady never met those talented people. If she had not chosen What should I do if I become an oiran?”

The little maid's worry is not unreasonable. The election of the oiran is of course based on popularity. If a noble person spends a lot of money on a certain girl, or if a talented person makes a masterpiece for her, it can greatly boost the popularity. The oiran is naturally the one who attracts everyone's attention. , there will be countless men competing for it. If you meet someone you like, just nod your head, and your life-long affairs will be settled.

If you don't choose an oiran, your reputation will naturally be greatly reduced. Without your reputation, those noble people will not care whether you are a heiress or not. Sometimes they will even use some tough methods, and no one will stop you.

A widower who loses her virginity is naturally no longer a widower, and will eventually end up like most prostitutes, making a living in the flesh business.

Xiao Cui was still muttering to herself. Zeng Zuimo looked up at the sky outside the window from the cage-like room. A trace of desire appeared in his beautiful eyes, but it soon turned into helplessness.

"Xiao Cui."

The girl who was talking to herself raised her head.

"Prepare hot water, I want to take a bath..."

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"good!"

Li Xuan drank a glass of wine, stared at the stage, and clapped his hands vigorously.

After Li Xuan's guards presented him with two silver ingots, the woman on the stage wearing a gauze skirt with her navel exposed danced even more vigorously.

The lobby was almost full. When the two of them came here just now, there were actually no seats. After Li Xuan's guard put his arms around the neck of a fat man and said a few words intimately, the fat man smiled and gave up the room that was supposed to belong to him. his position.

As the woman's waist twisted, a burst of applause came from the audience from time to time. Whether it was a tall and handsome man or a gentle and talented person, they all looked at the stage without blinking, as if they wanted to see Shasha. Same as under clothes. Some were drooling while staring at other people's navels. Li Yi even saw a guy in the corner with his hand in his crotch, wondering what he was doing...

They are all a bunch of useless guys. Just showing their belly button and twisting it a few times can make them so excited. Have you ever seen striptease or pole dancing? Although he himself has not seen it, his vision is more than a thousand years ahead of them, so he did not behave so badly.

At this time, he was concentrating on the food in front of him. It must be said that the dishes here also have their merits. Putting aside those fancy and not very delicious dishes, the dish in front of him is called a thousand colors and reds. In fact, it is a side dish of shredded radish mixed with something else. It is very delicious and goes well with rice.

"Puchi, young master, look at him, it seems like he hasn't eaten for several days..."

A chuckle came from the side. Li Yi turned his head and saw two young masters sitting there.

At this time, one of the younger ones was pointing with his finger, laughing so hard that his eyes could hardly open.

He secretly pouted in his heart and turned his head away.

A grown man actually covered his mouth when he laughed. Who knows if he has any special fetish. If he looks at it for a few more times, he will not be able to eat.

"Don't be rude." Seeing another handsome young man gently open his hand, the big man's action was actually full of seduction. Li Yi felt even more disgusted and could not help but move a little to the side to avoid being affected by the two transvestites. Mobile users please browse m. Reading for a better reading experience.