Li Huang

This is a not-so-small yard. There are many clothes that have been washed and dried, red, purple, blue, and green... the colors are gorgeous, and the clothes are all with delicate embroidery. Looking back to see who brought me in, it was the girl who shut me out just now.

I smiled slightly and said, "Thank you girl."

She curled her mouth, "Don't thank me. If you want to, thank my girl." After speaking, she turned her head and looked away.

I followed her gaze and saw a woman standing under an acacia tree, wearing a light blue embroidered brocade dress with Sydney flowers, a snow-white fan in her hand half-hidden her face, but she still felt a beauty .

I stepped forward slowly, and she did not dodge. I stopped four or five steps away from her, and said deeply, "Thank you girl for your help."

"The son doesn't need to be polite, it's just a simple effort." Her voice is soft and moving, and she thinks she should be a gentle personality.

"Miss." The girl walked up to her, glanced at me with her eyes, and whispered something, but the wind still put these words into my ears, "Miss, he doesn't know who he is, you Just let him in..." At the same time, I looked up and down my clothes.

I lowered my head and looked at it myself. It was a dark blue men's clothing made of cheap coarse cloth. There were several patches of the same color and different sizes on it, which was really shabby.

I pursed my mouth, wiped the sweat from my forehead with my hand, and said to the young lady, "Thank you girl, I will leave in a moment."

After that, I walked to the wall and sat on the floor regardless of anything. Thinking of the meeting with Wang Yu at Yanbo Pavilion, he was sitting on the steps outside the pavilion. He still remembered that he smiled and said, "Isn’t it better to sit and get closer to the world?" Smile.

A figure blocked the sun, I looked up, it was the girl.

"My girl invites you to go upstairs." She pointed to a tall and majestic pavilion in the distance, with an unhappy and disgusting expression on her face.

I stood up and looked at her puzzledly, "Your lady asked me to go upstairs?"

"Yes, please." She exaggerated.

I pondered for a moment. Although I was puzzled a lot, I still smiled and said, "The girl will lead the way."

Following that girl into the tall building, she found that this was not the residence of ordinary people. The layout here is luxurious and decadent, piled with gold and jade, and there is a strong powdery atmosphere everywhere.

I grabbed the girl leading the way, looked around and asked, "Girl, here is..."

She gave me a blank look, "I don't know about it here?"

The words are clearly disdainful, "Yes, how could a person like you have been to this Wanchun Tower, let alone my girl’s Tibetan Spring Pavilion."

"Wanchun Tower? Cangchun Pavilion?" I fully understood in my heart, how can the average lady let strange men go to their embroidered building, let alone the inner room. How can the average family be decorated like this?

I secretly smiled, it seems that I can have a long experience today.

This Wanchun Tower is the most famous brothel in the capital. It is said that it has all the stunning sights in the world, and it is also a place that can only be afforded by the dignitaries. I didn't expect that I had actually entered here, and I was still dressed like this poor.

This Tibetan Spring Pavilion has five floors, with five rooms on the first floor, four on the second floor, three on the third floor, two on the fourth floor, and one on the fifth floor.

I remembered that I had heard the servants say before: here are the fifteen most beautiful and talented girls living here. The higher the girl, the bigger her head. The girl who lives on the first floor only listens. One hundred taels of silver are required for the first song. At that time, I was dumbfounded.

On the third floor, the girl stopped, pointed to the door on the left and said, "The girl is inside, you can go in." After finishing speaking, she gave me a fierce look and pouted and left.

I know that it is impossible to enter this Tibetan Spring Pavilion with my own dress, I'm afraid I won't let you touch the door of this Wanchun Tower.

I walked to the door, but hesitated in my heart. While hesitating, the door opened, and a smile appeared on the woman's peaceful face. It was light but intriguing.

"My son, please come in." After that, the woman retreated. I had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow up.

The room is very large, separated by light pink gauze curtains and divided into several floors. The interior layout is also elegant, at least different from the layout of the brothel I think.

There is a side room on the right side of the front hall with a square table on which the four treasures of the study and a piece of rice paper are placed. The woman greeted me and asked me to sit down first, then turned and walked inside. That should be her bedroom. I pretended to be a man now, so I walked to the table because it was inconvenient to go.

There is an ink painting on the rice paper, and the painting is a beautiful lotus, but the water underneath has not yet been painted. Na He painted very well. My hands were itchy for a while, so I picked up the paintbrush on the side and started to paint. First is a handful of lotus leaves, and below are a few swimming fish, one of which jumps out of the water high, and then draws out the faint mountains as the background.

The door opened with a "creak". The girl came in earlier, holding a plate with food in her hand, and saw me in the side room, and said dissatisfied: "Come out, my girl's studio, but you just go in? "

There was a little dissatisfaction in my heart, but when I thought about my current outfit, I didn't think about anything anymore. I walked out and smiled apologetically at her. She curled her mouth in disdain, then put the tray in her hand on the table of the Eight Immortals in front of me and started making tea.

At this time, the gauze was lifted, and the woman walked out and called the girl: "Cai Ling."

The girl said quickly: "Girl, this man just entered your studio."

The woman smiled disapprovingly, and walked to me, "There are clothes in it. Go in and change it, girl."

I stared at her wide-eyed, how did she tell?

Cai Ling looked at her in surprise, then at me, "Miss, you said he is a woman?"

The woman smiled faintly, looked at me with amazed eyes and said calmly: "I have been in this Wanchun Tower since I was a child, and I can tell what a man looks like and what a woman looks like."

Then a little salute, "Let me show you the lotus."

I also laughed and followed her into the inner room.

The gauze curtains are separated by many layers, but the furnishings are very elegant. The innermost is her bedroom. On the bed is a set of light green skirts. When I wear it, it is still a good fit. The hair was also put down, and it was not easy to use her jewelry. She only took a water-green silk ribbon and rolled up her hair at will without applying any powder. Then she wrapped her changed clothes into baggage and carried it out.

Xiuhe was looking at my previous painting, Cailing turned around and saw me and was surprised. I smiled at her, and she recovered and pulled Xiuhe's sleeve. Xiu He turned around, a look of surprise swept across her face.

Soon she smiled and said, "Come and sit down. Your painting is really good."

"you flatter me."