Chapter 31 Chapter 31: Baiyuefang
Zi Mian blinked in astonishment, and instinctively said: "Is this inappropriate?"
Ming Chuangchen laughed: "Master, I lived in Baiyuefang a while ago, it's pretty good there."
Although Na Bao'er is a fox demon, he leads him to eat, drink and play, and lives a very chic life.Now if he went back to Baiyuefang again, he would be very happy.
Zi Mian looked at the grinning apprentice, the fox demon Bao'er whose eyes were rolling around, and looked at Long Baiyue.Under the sunlight, Long Baiyue smiled like a flower, the brilliance in his eyeballs made him unpredictable, he only felt that the surrounding sun was suddenly bright.
He responded unexpectedly, "Okay."
Long Baiyue's Baiyuefang is located in Panlou East Street Lane. During the day, the street is full of traffic, and the restaurants with three or four floors are full of customers; Glittering prostitutes with heavy make-up are leaning against the corridor of the restaurant and waiting for business. There are hundreds of them in one night. Looking up from the street, the prostitutes with colorful sleeves are fluttering like gods.
At this time, the brothels lined up in the streets and alleys will also display their banners to attract business. Long Baiyue's Baiyuefang is considered to be the best, but it is a pity because the scale is too small, even if Long Baiyue is crowned for a time because of her excellent sex skills. Oiran, Bai Yuefang can't make a fortune by herself.
It was noon at this moment, Zimianlong Baiyue and his group entered Baiyuefang after eating something casually in the restaurant.The surrounding brothels haven't started their business yet, so the girls have to be free, flocking desperately to visit Zimian.
Since leaving Zi Mansion all the way till now, they have been surrounded all the time, and they are not idle even when eating, as if staring at Zi Mian and giggling can fill their stomachs.Long Baiyue didn't understand. It seemed that Zi Mian's popularity had reached a new peak after returning to the capital. I'm afraid his disappearance this time has been attached to a legend, which is why the streets and alleys are so amazed and scrambled to see God. .
This Master Zi Mian is also really strange, instead of going to the official mansion, he followed the oiran into the fireworks and willow alley.All the sisters squinted at Zi Mian with their peach blossom eyes, their incense fans fluttered like butterflies, and they secretly smiled lewdly: "It's really handsome... Live in Baiyuefang?... Will meet him sooner or later, let's see how his flirtatious methods are... ..."
Zi Mian was like a boy who fell into the goblin's hole, innocently looking at the colorful and salivating faces, she began to feel uncomfortable and sweat profusely.Long Baiyue can't wait to sprinkle realgar around Baiyuefang to drive away these gaudy cockroaches.She waved her arms like chasing chickens to push everyone away, closed the doors and windows, and then the workshop quieted down, but there were still noisy and noisy figures outside the window.
"Hey, they have nothing to do during the day, so no one will bother you here at night." Long Baiyue comforted Zi Mian with a smile, and directed Bao'er to make tea.
Ming Chuangchen happily followed Bao'er to the kitchen in the back room.Since Zi Mian came, she felt at ease, found a random place to sit down, and looked up at the guest room.Gold-threaded peonies are painted on the red silk curtains, pearl tassels are hanging in the purple gauze curtains, and flowers from the Western Regions are woven on the brightly colored dance carpet-the materials are all high-quality among the people, vulgar but cute, and Long Baiyue is lively. Standing in the middle splashily, the style matches very well.
But Zimian is not compatible.Originally, according to Long Baiyue's imagination, he should be introduced into a clear spring in the peony field, but why now, against the extravagant furnishings in the wing room, she felt a sense of guilt for causing Zimian to fall into prostitution?Zi Mian didn't notice the depression in Long Baiyue's heart, he pointed to the row of musical instruments on the wall with great interest and asked Long Baiyue: "You know all of these?"
Long Baiyue followed his direction to look, and there was a Ruan Xian Pipa Sheng Xiaodi hanging on the wall in a corner of the wing, there was also a zither placed on the table by the wall, and konghou, jiegu, and huqin were randomly piled up in the corner.She laughed: "Yes, but some of them have to concentrate on learning, and others can be learned by analogy."
Zi Mian nodded with a smile, thinking of the various alchemy furnaces piled up in a room on her boat - when they didn't know each other, each had a direction to work hard, it was really interesting to think about it.
Zi Mian comes to live in Baiyuefang, of course Long Baiyue will let Baiyuefang close its doors.She originally planned to give up the bedroom to Zi Mian's master and apprentice, and took Bao'er to make a bed in the reception room, but Zi Mian refused. "At times like this, men should work harder, right?" Zi Mian said seriously.
But Long Baiyue was so excited by his words - she had other ideas, if the inner bedroom was given to Zi Mian, it would be inconvenient for her to go in, but if Zi Mian lived in the outer wing room, of course she would "must" run away from time to time Go out to "disturb".
Long Baiyue changed her clothes and started tidying up the house. She put on the usual light gauze skirt, the golden red pomegranate skirt was embroidered with fine pearls, and the skirt fluttered as she walked.Seeing it made Zi Mian, who was sitting drinking tea, couldn't help but start to reflect: the clothes I bought for her in the past were made of heavy materials and straight in style, aren't they too old-fashioned?
After setting up the house, it was almost night, and the outside of the square began to be lively.The warm candlelight penetrates into the workshop, and the thin window paper cannot block the sounds of warblers, swallows and silk and bamboo orchestras from outside.In the atmosphere of drinking and drinking, the closed doors and lights of Baiyuefang seemed out of place with the surroundings.
Long Baiyue and Bao'er had already fallen asleep, while Zi Mian and Ming Chuangchen sat quietly in the outer room guarding Gengshen.
Keeping Gengshen is a Taoist custom, which originated from Taoism’s belief that there are three corpses in the human body. Every night on Gengshen Day, the three corpses will fly to the heavens to accuse people of their sins while they are asleep, in an attempt to let the God of Mistakes take the person away. life.Therefore, Taoism believes that treating the three corpse insects is one of the keys to cultivating immortality. On Gengshen Day, they will stay up all night to prevent the three corpse insects from going to heaven.
Zi Mian took advantage of guarding Gengshen to sit quietly and breathe out to recuperate her inner breath.In a few days, he will go to the palace to set up an altar to perform the exercises, he has to work hard to recover as soon as possible.
The night was getting deeper and deeper, but the banter and laughter outside the window became more and more intensified, and obscenities between men and women came into the room from time to time.Zi Mian adjusted her breathing, closed her eyes and meditated without hearing anything, but a pair of gluey men and women hugged and passed by Baiyuefang, and the lingering footsteps suddenly stopped - it turned out that the two were so intoxicated that their feet were unsteady, laughing and laughing All of them fell sideways, their shoulders slammed into the window lattice, and there was a loud bang that made Zi Mian frown slightly.
"Haha... Death, take it easy..."
The voice of the people went away, Zi Mian let out a sigh of relief, and was about to continue to adjust her breathing just as she collected herself.Suddenly there was a flurry of pipa playing outside the window, and a woman's charming singing came: "The Peony Pavilion is connected to Lanqiao Road, and the Shaoyao Lane is connected to the bullfighting... I am happy that the jade fish is in the water now, so there is no need to write complaints about the pipa... Haha Hehe, son, you are so disgusting, stop it... the night comes frequently to form pistils and pearl flowers, dreams of Wushan gathering colorful clouds, love moon Sue Luan has crossed, facing the wind Xiao Shifeng can boast..."
The hot obscene words and pornographic songs finally made Zi Mian feel a little nervous, and the whole night's efforts to calm down failed.He opened his eyes helplessly, feeling so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.Ming Chuangchen on one side was dozing off with his head down, Zi Mian pushed him to wake him up.
"Eh? Master..." Seeing that Zi Mian found himself lazy, Ming Chuangchen hurriedly lowered his head guiltily.
"You live here these days, have you observed your fast and done your homework obediently?" Zi Mian asked him, but she didn't hold any hope in her heart.If this place allows people to concentrate on cultivation, there will be ghosts.
"No... Bao'er took me to play all night, she insisted on eating meat and wine..." Ming Chuangchen muttered with a sad face.Every night, Bao'er took him to the night market and Goulan tile shops, eating snacks, watching juggling, watching big plays, listening to books, and having a great time.He even forgot the day, how could he remember that it was a fasting day, and he was too "busy" to do his practice homework.
Is that Bao'er fox demon?Zi Mian frowned, his own thoughts were affected - his blood was also implicated with the fox demon, and he didn't know when he was able to solve the puzzle that had troubled him for many years.
Time really cannot be delayed any longer.
If he continued to stay here, he would not be able to concentrate, and would only miss his own affairs.But leaving here, how should he speak?Long Baiyue's hot eyes slid past her eyes, Zi Mian choked for breath, and felt a slight pain in her heart.
Damn, has the heart been involved?
——It hurts when I struggle, what should I do? ... Or, should I hurry up and end it while I can still struggle?
"Oh my god, the sedan chair outside...it's Mrs. He's who came to see Lord Zi Mian!" Bao'er stumbled into Baiyuefang to report. "Ma'am? Which lady?" Isn't it a concubine?Long Baiyue wondered - it's a bit abnormal. "Of course she's the real wife!" The life-long woman put on a big air, even though she was traveling in a low-key manner, she was still eye-catching when she appeared in the Fireworks Alley with her whole body! Zi Mian sat at the table without moving her body, but her face turned cold, her lips pursed into a line. At this moment, the two servant girls had already pushed aside the beaded curtains of Baiyuefang. Amidst the clanging of the beaded curtains, a woman walked in with rigorous steps.Instead of a fashionable veiled hat, she wore an outdated mili, covering her whole body with a black gauze, as if she wanted to isolate the dirty air of Hualiu Street. "Madam, please sit down..." Long Baiyue greeted timidly, winking and asked Bao'er to serve tea. Unexpectedly, Mrs. He didn't buy Long Baiyue's tent at all, she didn't even look at Long Baiyue under the black veil, she just stared at Zi Mian: "I don't know that Master Zi Mian actually lives here, and I'm here today for a special visit. For my son He Xiang's injury, I ask your lord to try to heal my son in consideration of his life in this slave's house." "The family already knows about Ling Yun's injury?" Zi Mian raised her eyes to look at Mrs. He standing in front of her, and said coldly. "Yesterday my husband wanted to do a family trick, so he took off my son's shirt, but the bug was exposed... It scared the slaves." Mrs. He refused to accept the tea brought by Bao'er—let alone sit down and drink it here. Tea, even if it gets a little bit of dust, it will tarnish her identity. The maids on the left and right stopped Bao'er from approaching her, Bao'er had no choice but to put the tea back on the table, embarrassment made Long Baiyue's face turn red and pale. "This is the only son in the slave family. His father can harden his heart and save face, but the slave family can't. So the slave family came to beg the lord. Although my husband has offended me a lot, I ask the lord to be merciful in this matter." "There are five young masters in the He residence, right?" Ming Chuangchen interjected stupidly because he had lived in the He residence before. Mrs. He snorted coldly: "Those things made by concubines are all useless, and have nothing to do with the slave family." Zi Mian looked at Mrs. He, pondered for a while and finally said: "I have always been friends with Ling Yun, if I can save Ling Yun's life, I will spare no effort. But..." "My lord, please tell me." As long as you are willing to make conditions, things will be easy to handle. "The mansion in Xiaxia was destroyed, and there is nowhere to live now. It is not easy to treat Ling Yun and bring him here. Madam, would you be willing to let him stay in the mansion for a few days?" Talk to Mrs. He. But the hem of her skirt was brushing the top of his shoe, so he knew anyway—she flinched.Her heart tightened again, Zi Mian insisted on holding her breath, just waiting for Mrs. He's reply. "I can't ask for more." "Okay," Zi Mian took a breath, and told his apprentice, "Chuang Chen, go and pack up." Ming Chuangchen didn't understand why they wanted to leave, he felt aggrieved but didn't dare to doubt it, so he obediently responded: "Yes, Master." Long Baiyue bit her lips fiercely, she was so distressed that she wanted to cry but held back her tears.She doesn't mind Mrs. He belittling her, Mrs. Gao and her are completely different. What hurts her is Zi Mian. Why didn't she wait for others to invite her, and asked to leave before she could? Do you think her Baiyuefang is dirty?Did he also notice that he, who is elegant, is incompatible with this gaudy prostitute?She understood, so she didn't dare to keep him - it was only because she was really unwilling that she was happy for less than a day. Not reconciled to his fondness for the noble Mrs. He, but he didn't even glance at her. Shame and inferiority entangled Long Baiyue's heart, and it hurt like a knife. Ming Chuangchen packed up his luggage, and Madam He couldn't wait to leave here, so she hurriedly said, "My lord, please leave." Zi Mian, who had been keeping her eyes down all this time, raised her head at this time, looked at the restless Mrs. He with a warm smile, and gently pushed forward with her finger on the half-cold teacup: "No hurry. He's mansion is not too close to here. Thank you for your hard work, Madam, drink a cup of tea before leaving." Doesn't this kid know what to say?Mrs. He glared at Zi Mian's clear eyes angrily - no, he is very good at observing words and expressions.He wanted to humiliate her... for the wronged woman beside him. Threatening her for a lowly woman, making her bow her head?Mrs. He sneered, the well-maintained plain hand finally stretched out Mi Li's black gauze, took the cup and drank the cold tea. If this humiliation is part of a deal, she can accept it, but it also has a price, and she will ask him to get it back when needed. The cup was put back on the table firmly, Zi Mian got up and tidied up her clothes.He turned around, faced Long Baiyue but still did not look into her eyes, and said softly: "I'm leaving, thank you for taking me in for a night." "My lord, go slowly..." Long Baiyue blessed his body. It's not Zi Mian, but the lord... Zi Mian pursed her lips tightly, and left with a bad face. It was the first time for Ming Chuangchen to see his master so angry, he was too scared to say goodbye, he only held the burden in his arms, and followed Zi Mian away after three steps. Long Baiyue stayed where he was, as if it was revenge, but the tears flowed down as early as when Zi Mian forced Mrs. He to drink tea, and the turbulence couldn't be stopped...
"Oh my god, the sedan chair outside...it's Mrs. He's who came to see Lord Zi Mian!" Bao'er stumbled into Baiyuefang to report. "Ma'am? Which lady?" Isn't it a concubine?Long Baiyue wondered - it's a bit abnormal. "Of course she's the real wife!" The life-long woman put on a big air, even though she was traveling in a low-key manner, she was still eye-catching when she appeared in the Fireworks Alley with her whole body! Zi Mian sat at the table without moving her body, but her face turned cold, her lips pursed into a line. At this moment, the two servant girls had already pushed aside the beaded curtains of Baiyuefang. Amidst the clanging of the beaded curtains, a woman walked in with rigorous steps.Instead of a fashionable veiled hat, she wore an outdated mili, covering her whole body with a black gauze, as if she wanted to isolate the dirty air of Hualiu Street. "Madam, please sit down..." Long Baiyue greeted timidly, winking and asked Bao'er to serve tea. Unexpectedly, Mrs. He didn't buy Long Baiyue's tent at all, she didn't even look at Long Baiyue under the black veil, she just stared at Zi Mian: "I don't know that Master Zi Mian actually lives here, and I'm here today for a special visit. For my son He Xiang's injury, I ask your lord to try to heal my son in consideration of his life in this slave's house." "The family already knows about Ling Yun's injury?" Zi Mian raised her eyes to look at Mrs. He standing in front of her, and said coldly. "Yesterday my husband wanted to do a family trick, so he took off my son's shirt, but the bug was exposed... It scared the slaves." Mrs. He refused to accept the tea brought by Bao'er—let alone sit down and drink it here. Tea, even if it gets a little bit of dust, it will tarnish her identity. The maids on the left and right stopped Bao'er from approaching her, Bao'er had no choice but to put the tea back on the table, embarrassment made Long Baiyue's face turn red and pale. "This is the only son in the slave family. His father can harden his heart and save face, but the slave family can't. So the slave family came to beg the lord. Although my husband has offended me a lot, I ask the lord to be merciful in this matter." "There are five young masters in the He residence, right?" Ming Chuangchen interjected stupidly because he had lived in the He residence before. Mrs. He snorted coldly: "Those things made by concubines are all useless, and have nothing to do with the slave family." Zi Mian looked at Mrs. He, pondered for a while and finally said: "I have always been friends with Ling Yun, if I can save Ling Yun's life, I will spare no effort. But..." "My lord, please tell me." As long as you are willing to make conditions, things will be easy to handle. "The mansion in Xiaxia was destroyed, and there is nowhere to live now. It is not easy to treat Ling Yun and bring him here. Madam, would you be willing to let him stay in the mansion for a few days?" Talk to Mrs. He. But the hem of her skirt was brushing the top of his shoe, so he knew anyway—she flinched.Her heart tightened again, Zi Mian insisted on holding her breath, just waiting for Mrs. He's reply. "I can't ask for more." "Okay," Zi Mian took a breath, and told his apprentice, "Chuang Chen, go and pack up." Ming Chuangchen didn't understand why they wanted to leave, he felt aggrieved but didn't dare to doubt it, so he obediently responded: "Yes, Master." Long Baiyue bit her lips fiercely, she was so distressed that she wanted to cry but held back her tears.She doesn't mind Mrs. He belittling her, Mrs. Gao and her are completely different. What hurts her is Zi Mian. Why didn't she wait for others to invite her, and asked to leave before she could? Do you think her Baiyuefang is dirty?Did he also notice that he, who is elegant, is incompatible with this gaudy prostitute?She understood, so she didn't dare to keep him - it was only because she was really unwilling that she was happy for less than a day. Not reconciled to his fondness for the noble Mrs. He, but he didn't even glance at her. Shame and inferiority entangled Long Baiyue's heart, and it hurt like a knife. Ming Chuangchen packed up his luggage, and Madam He couldn't wait to leave here, so she hurriedly said, "My lord, please leave." Zi Mian, who had been keeping her eyes down all this time, raised her head at this time, looked at the restless Mrs. He with a warm smile, and gently pushed forward with her finger on the half-cold teacup: "No hurry. He's mansion is not too close to here. Thank you for your hard work, Madam, drink a cup of tea before leaving." Doesn't this kid know what to say?Mrs. He glared at Zi Mian's clear eyes angrily - no, he is very good at observing words and expressions.He wanted to humiliate her... for the wronged woman beside him. Threatening her for a lowly woman, making her bow her head?Mrs. He sneered, the well-maintained plain hand finally stretched out Mi Li's black gauze, took the cup and drank the cold tea. If this humiliation is part of a deal, she can accept it, but it also has a price, and she will ask him to get it back when needed. The cup was put back on the table firmly, Zi Mian got up and tidied up her clothes.He turned around, faced Long Baiyue but still did not look into her eyes, and said softly: "I'm leaving, thank you for taking me in for a night." "My lord, go slowly..." Long Baiyue blessed his body. It's not Zi Mian, but the lord... Zi Mian pursed her lips tightly, and left with a bad face. It was the first time for Ming Chuangchen to see his master so angry, he was too scared to say goodbye, he only held the burden in his arms, and followed Zi Mian away after three steps. Long Baiyue stayed where he was, as if it was revenge, but the tears flowed down as early as when Zi Mian forced Mrs. He to drink tea, and the turbulence couldn't be stopped...