Nightwatcher

"Is this Young Master Xu?"

Xu Qi'an heard someone calling his name behind him.

Damn it, you were recognized by an acquaintance while shopping in a brothel? While cursing inwardly, he turned around and breathed a sigh of relief.

Behind him is a young man with a handsome appearance, wearing a small blue coat, which is the same as the young man standing at the door of Yingmei Xiaoge.

"Master Xu, Miss Mingyan from my family wants to invite you to drink tea." The handsome young man bowed and smiled flatteringly.

Ming Yan Xu Qi'an searched in his mind for a moment, and knew who this Ming Yan girl was, and she was also an oiran, a big oiran who was famous for her dance, and was at the same level as the previous Fu Xiang.

Of course, Fuxiang's successful hype is no longer what it used to be, and it has overwhelmed the elders of Jiaofang.

Those who learn to dance, as we all know, dance and yoga have the same effect! Xu Qi'an's eyes brightened slightly, and he smiled and said, "Lead the way."

A smile suddenly bloomed on the handsome young man's face, and he kept bowing, "Master Xu, come with me, this way please, this way please"

If Xu Qi'an can be invited over, Mrs. Mingyan will definitely be overjoyed, and she will not be stingy in rewarding silver. And if you return empty-handed, you will have to be scolded.

At the door of Yingmei Xiaoge, he was about to come out to meet Xu Qian's small concierge, seeing this scene, his face changed slightly, he opened his mouth, originally wanting to save Mr. Xu, and scold the colleague who dug the wall.

After thinking about it, my status and status are not enough to intervene in this matter, and maybe I will make Mr. Xu disgusted.

He gritted his teeth, closed the door, and ran into the yard in a hurry.

"Sisters, something serious is wrong." He entered the tavern, stood at the door, and shouted a warning to the maid who was wiping the table and putting cold dishes inside.

A tall and handsome maid frowned and looked over, her voice soft: "You're in a panic, what happened?"

The little concierge was full of anxiety, and said unhappily: "Young Master Xu was snatched away, just outside the courtyard gate, and was snatched halfway by the servants in Ming Yan's courtyard."

"What?"

"This little brat, a man who dares to rob our wife."

The maidservants were shocked, the tall maid shook off the wet cloth, held up the hem of her skirt, and rushed to the master bedroom as if reporting military information.

In the master bedroom, Fuxiang, wearing a long plum blossom dress, was sitting lazily on the bed, holding a volume of books in her hands, while tasting purple grapes, she was concentrating on reading a book of bad sayings about wits and beauties.

The fruit plate is full of seasonal fruits, such as grapes, sugar cane, bananas, and winter dates.

The servant girl serving her was squatting by the bed, holding her delicate, white and delicate feet in her hands, and pressing the acupuncture points on the soles of her feet.

"The lady has been in a trance recently, and she is not too happy. Are you thinking about Mr. Xu?"

"A stinky man, what do I think he is doing." Fu Xiang shook her head.

"Then why do you make tea circles every night and always let me go outside to ask: Is Young Master Xu here?" the maid snickered.

Fu Xiang frowned, pointed at the fruit plate and said, "All the men in the world have the same virtue, just like sugar cane."

"sugar cane?"

"It was sweet at the beginning, so sweet that it melted the heart and liver. After eating, you will find that it is a piece of scum in the end." Fu Xiang curled her lips.

She took off her dignified and gentle airs, and her eyebrows and eyes looked more lively and vivid.

The servant girl smiled and said to herself, even if it is scum, it is really sweet when it is sweet. When you accompany him every night, your voice is hearty.

Fuxiang was fine at first, but the maid opened the chatterbox, and couldn't calm down, so she pursed her lips:

"What do you think of Xu Lang?"

The servant girl laughed and said, "It's very powerful."

Fu Xiang blushed, kicked the servant girl lightly, staring coquettishly, and said: "Don't you think he is different from other men?"

The servant girl made a memory and agreed: "He is gentler than other men, and he doesn't have the arrogant attitude of looking down on us, but when he stares at the lady's chest, he is not much cleaner than those men outside."

"Men are all lustful," Fu Xiang didn't care about it, pinched a grape and stuffed it into her small mouth:

"Recently, half of the seven-character poems have been circulated by the Jiaofang Secretary, which is not less amazing. "Sparse shadows and slanting waters are clear and shallow, and dark fragrances float in the moon and dusk." It is said that it came from the palace."

The servant girl nodded: "I heard from the guests who came to tea circle that it was made by the princes and princesses during the wine order, but I don't know which prince has such a poetic talent."

At this time, a tall maid came running up, panting slightly, her eyes anxious, she said: "Lady, Mr. Xu came to the Jiaofang Division just now."

Having said that, she paused for a few seconds to calm down.

Fu Xiang gave a "hmm" and didn't care much, "Let him wait outside for the food and drink."

I haven't seen this man for almost ten years. He called her Xiao Tiantian when the flowers were around, and when he got interested, he left her in the cold.

It's just a man, so there's no need to worry about him.

The maid shook her head again and again, "Young master Xu was snatched away by Mrs. Mingyan's people halfway, and now he has gone to his yard."

"What?!"

Fu Xiang stood up in a "chuckle", her brows stood upright, she gritted her teeth and said: "Change, go to the Green Pond."

In the elegantly furnished brocade hall, Xu Qi'an admired the figure of Oiran Wu with a smile on his face.

She is wearing a goose-yellow veil dress, her dress is neither conservative nor gaudy, she has clear eyes and a pointed chin, and because of practicing dancing all the year round, she has a spirit that is not available in other women in the Jiaofang Division .

In addition, her figure is not hot, but the proportion is excellent.

"My family has been paying attention to Mr. Xu for a while, but it's a pity that Mr. Xu went straight to Yingmei Xiaoge whenever he came to Jiaofang." Ming Yan's voice was gentle, resentful and joking, with a smile on his mouth:

"Today, let me seize the opportunity."

Xu Qi'an smiled and said, "I'm afraid of abrupt beauties", but I was calculating in my heart, this oiran is at the same level as Fuxiang, the original Fuxiang was worth thirty taels of silver for a night of spring dinner, this one should be similar, not counting tea surrounded by silver.

I don't bring that much silver today, but there is a lot of gold, but it cannot be used as currency in circulation.

The two chatted for a while, and a maid rushed in, lowering her head, "Lady, the fragrance is coming, I, we can't stop it."

Ming Yan raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "It seems that Fuxiang has a deep affection for the young master, and he is regarded as a taboo."

Xu Qi'an also raised his eyebrows. At first glance, this sentence is a compliment, but if you look at it carefully, it is actually a discord.

In the eyes of men in this era, it is not a glorious thing to be regarded as a taboo by a prostitute.

Heh, bitch in a bitch Xu Qi'an took a sip of wine and didn't feel unhappy or bored. Different people have different attitudes. Isn't it normal for a woman in Jiaofang to be a bitch in a bitch?

How few brushes survive in such a place.

As far as the place with the heaviest bitch, the emperor's harem is a well-deserved industry leader.

Just as she was thinking, Fu Xiang had already brought her maid in, the Huakui lady had a sullen face, her beautiful eyes flashed sharply, the moment she entered the room, her eyebrows and eyes became gentle without any sign, and she said pitifully:

"I heard that Xu Lang has come to the Jiaofang Division, and the slave family also wants to join in the fun and serve with Miss Ming Yan."

This level of speaking is amazing, coming to Qingchiyuan is not to force the teacher to inquire about the crime, but to serve together.

Not only has he declared his sovereignty, he has beaten the Mingyan oiran, but he can also please Xu Qi'an, who would not want to be served by two oirans at the same time.

Ming Yan smiled enthusiastically: "Why bother my sister to come here specially, I whispered something to Mr. Xu, but my sister was embarrassed to say it when she came."

Fu Xiang pretended not to hear, she held up her skirt, and naturally sat beside Xu Qi'an, carefully pouring wine for him, picking up vegetables, and tidying up his messy hair.

"Xu Lang is busy with official duties recently?"

"Yeah." Seeing Hua Kui leaning over, Xu Qi'an hugged her slender waist.

"Then go to Yingmei Xiaoge later, and my servant will rub your shoulders and press the acupuncture points for you." Fuxiang said softly.

Ming Yan gritted her teeth, wishing she could use a broom to drive this stinky woman out of the house. She got a big deal and became a famous prostitute, so she should be content.

It doesn't make sense to keep a man by your side and not give the sisters in Jiaofang Division a share of the pie.

The sound of footsteps came again in a hurry, it was the same maid from before, with a strange expression on her face, she glanced at Xu Qi'an, and said in a low voice:

"Lady, all the oirans are here"

"What?" Ming Yan and Fu Xiang exclaimed in surprise.

Xu Qi'an's ears moved, and he heard Yingying Yanyan's laughing and talking. After a while, a group of high-quality beauties who were well-dressed, but not coquettish, entered one after another.

Some of them are charming and affectionate, some are flirtatious and enthusiastic, some are reserved like a lady, and some are weak like sister Daiyu.

Various styles, a total of seven people.

But regardless of her figure or appearance, she could be called a top-notch beauty.

"Hello Mr. Xu!" The oirans stood in a row, bowed their bodies, and their voices were melodious.

There are only four words left in Xu Qi'an's mind: young model in the clubhouse.

Fu Xiang and Ming Yan were so angry that they had to entertain the oirans warmly and hypocritically.

There was no room for so many people in the Jin Hall, so Mingyan Huakui invited everyone to the hall outside and arranged for the maids to serve delicious food and wine.

The nine oirans chatted and laughed at ease, as if they were really good sisters, but they looked at Xu Qi'an from time to time, revealing the fact that they were secretly competing.

They are all human beings, greedy for Xu Qi'an's body, but they don't show it. Maintain the identity and demeanor of an oiran.

However, Xu Qi'an smelled the vague smell of gunpowder, especially the floating fragrance, and when he looked around, he always showed a little impetuousness.

What's the matter, do you want to play the Nine Yin Manual? It's a pity that I don't have a mobile phone, otherwise I can post it on Moments to show off.

A very talented oiran proposed to play a drinking order.

After drinking for three rounds, Xu Qi'an's performance was mediocre, and no popular poems came out, which disappointed the few oirans who came because of him.

The talented female oiran who proposed to play the drinking order said with a slight smile, "Do you know the half-sentence and seven words of "When drunk, you don't know the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams?"?"

The oirans became active all of a sudden, Yingying Yanyan said: "I know, what a beautiful sentence."

Fu Xiang smiled and said: "It is said that it was spread from the palace."

The talented oiran nodded slightly, "Then do you know who did it?"

The oirans' eyes lit up, and they looked at her in unison: "Aya knows?"

Xu Qi'an lowered his head to drink.

The talented Hua Kui shook her head: "I don't know, but I know some other things, which are not available in the Jiaofang Division"

She paused deliberately, drinking slowly.

"Speak quickly." The oirans urged anxiously.

Fuxiang's attention was also attracted, her eyes sparkled, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously evoked a smile.

Xu Qi'an has seen this kind of expression before. In his previous life, when his girlfriend and best friend talked about luxury bags, it was almost the same attitude.

Aya was very satisfied with the attitude of the girls, and said with a smile: "This poem was also born during the drinking order, and the guests participating in the banquet at that time were all princesses."

"Is it the eldest princess?" the oirans guessed.

If anyone among the princes and princesses can write these superb seven words, it must be the talented eldest princess Huai Qing.

"I don't know about that." Aya shook her head, glanced at Xu Qi'an in a bitch, and said with a smile:

"Although there are only half of the poems, they are not inferior to Mr. Xu's Yongmei. But I feel that Mr. Xu's poems are unique. The half of the poems seem to be a flash of inspiration, and they are not as talented as Mr. Xu."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Xu has a good work recently? My family has admired you for a long time." Another flirtatious and affectionate oiran winked.

The other oirans did not speak, but smiled and looked at him affectionately.

They are not only competitors, but also collaborators, trying to jointly extract some valuable things from Xu Qi'an.

Xu Qi'an sipped his wine and laughed lightly: "Recently, I have run out of ideas, and there are no new works. After all, I can't write a poem every three or four days."

Hearing what he said, the girls were disappointed at first, showing dejection, and then realized that there was something wrong with what he said.

After three or four days? Isn't Xu Gongzi's latest work the song "Yong Mei" presented as a gift of floating incense, and before that is "No one in the world knows the king" presented to Lay Ziyang.

They don't know about persuasive poetry.

Both poems have been around for some time and have been widely sung, but the popularity has gradually dropped. What is the reason for the lapse of three or four days? This means that he had a new work three or four days ago.

Aya remembered half of the seven-word poem that came out from the palace. It was the poems in the palace the day before yesterday. Naturally, it took some time for it to be introduced to the Jiaofang Secretary. After doing this calculation, the time is almost the same.

She opened her beautiful eyes wide, and tightened the brocade handkerchief with her slender fingers. At this moment, her delicate body trembled slightly as she stared straight at Xu Qi'an, her voice trembling:

"Xu Gongzi's new work is"

Fu Xiang reacted the fastest, and suddenly turned her head, her watery eyes reflected Xu Qi'an's appearance.

It was a kind of excitement and nervousness that was on the verge of talking, just like the joy and anticipation of suddenly discovering that something you love and love is by your side.

The chatter and laughter stopped abruptly, and the hall fell silent. The bright oirans realized something, and turned their heads one after another, casting complicated and inexplicable gazes.

Or look forward to, or surprised, or at a loss.