Chapter 287: Because he is Wu Shizhen

As a top-notch brothel in the capital, the layout of the Chuyao Pavilion is naturally different from that of ordinary tramways.

When you enter the hall, the first thing you can do is an amazingly large lobby, with exquisite furnishings. The floor is covered with gold bricks made by the government, which are so bright that they can see people. The red sandalwood houses in the hall are also full of water, and the red candles that never turn off forever, it is not an exaggeration to describe the lights as bright as daylight.

There is another wonderful thing about this lobby, which is not completely closed. There is a small courtyard in the middle with a cluster of wintersweet flowers. The light yellow flowers are blooming brilliantly. In the cold fragrance, snowflakes are falling, making people unable to distinguish the difference between snowflakes and plum blossoms.

Even if the wind is open, it is not cold to sit in the hall. The small courtyard is covered with gauze, and the hall is equipped with ground dragons and stoves. Coupled with the warm and hot rice wine, the attentive smiles of mother and turtle slaves, it makes people feel warm as spring.

There are many yards behind the hall, so there is no need to ask, it is the other yard of the girls in the building.

It is just a grand hall of a brothel, and its wealth is no less than that of the mansions of the ministers and officials. It is truly the largest gold-selling cave in the capital, especially after Caiyun regained the title of courtesan.

Later generations, Wu Jie came to Chuyao Pavilion at around 3 pm Beijing time. The reason why he came here was to change his mood. Moreover, he and Caiyun made such a big noise in the cultural circle of the capital, Caiyun said that he would like to thank him in person. Whether from the perspective of human nature or politeness, Wu Jie felt it was necessary to come.

As soon as I walked into the Chuyao Pavilion, I saw that the hall was full of people, dressed up by scholars, with a total of about twenty or thirty people. The spacious hall was filled with it.

The accents of speaking are also very strange, including Jiangsu and Zhejiang accents, Huaiyou accents, and Minnan languages ​​that sound like foreign languages. The voices of these speaking are soft and elegant, and they are obviously juren who come to Beijing for the exam.

After three o'clock in the afternoon, it was not the best time for brothel business. Even if the ancients slept early, they would occasionally go out to play for nightlife. Generally speaking, when it was dark, customers would come one after another.

But so many people came so early, they must have come to see Caiyun.

Since Caiyun won consecutive victories through Wu Jie's poems, the juren who came to ask for a meeting have never stopped. After hearing from Yiyi, even more infatuated scholars waited outside early in the morning and insisted on seeing her before they could be willing to accept it.

"There are so many people!" Standing at the door and looking inside, Wu Jie smiled slightly, turned to look at the old third son of Lian beside him, "Lao Lian, are you very hot?"

When did the third brother see such an occasion? It seemed very cramped. The beakers and swallows inside were shuttled and shaking his eyes, and he didn't know where to put his hands. A layer of sweat suddenly emerged from his forehead.

"Master, this place is really...it's too hot..." Lian Lao San blushed when he saw Wu Jie laughing at him.

The reason why he brought the third brother to the side was that Wu Jie was actually thinking of avoiding suspicion.

Since the moth was officially taken over, it is strange that this little girl suddenly became tender and obedient to Wu Jie, and she didn't say a single word. She was completely different from the time when she said something wrong, and she looked straight.

Wu Jie also felt strange. Speaking of which, he had already collected moths when he was in Nanjing. This little girl had long been his own person, but why did he seem to have become a different person now? After thinking for a long time, he realized that he had officially given her a title.

As a modern person, Wu Jie couldn't imagine many things, and he didn't know what the name meant to ancient women.

After collecting the moth, the little girl felt at ease and insisted on being a good wife and mother, which is different from the past.

To be honest, Yiyi came to her house twice to find Wu Jie, and she knew that she was a girl from a brothel. It was also a lie to moth not be angry. Wu Jie had no personal relationship with Caiyun and Yiyi, so she was open-minded, so she simply brought the third brother to her.

At this time, a turtle man came up with a smile and gave a greeting: "Come in quickly, is there any familiar girl?"

Wu Jie: "Is Miss Caiyun here?"

When he heard that he was here to see Caiyun, the Turtle chuckled, with a hint of pride in his laughter: "We are all here to see Caiyun Girl. Look at it, there are already many people waiting for you."

He pointed to the people in the hall and said, "I don't know when I will wait. I guess it won't work today. How about you, please change a girl?"

Just kidding, I have to meet Miss Caiyun. Even if I only say a few words, listen to a song, and drink a glass of wine, so many people are calculated based on the amount of half an hour each time I see one person. When these twenty or thirty people see Caiyun, it is Wu Jie's turn, and I don't know whether it is tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

Wu Jie waved his head: "I'm not here to drink and listen to music, but Miss Caiyun brought me a letter."

Gong Gui was shocked: "Young Master, can the surname Wu?"

"That's right." Wu Jie nodded with a smile. It was probably because the turtle slave had already received Caiyun's letter, so he would introduce him as soon as he saw him.

Before he could speak, there was another commotion in the hall, and many juren stood up and saluted forward: "Yiyi, Miss Caiyun is up."

"Miss Yiyi, Xiaosheng just wrote a five-character regulated verse for Miss Caiyun. How about it being troubled to pass it in?"

The students who came here should be regular customers, so naturally they knew that Yiyi was Caiyun's personal maid. They were very polite in their words, and some even had a hint of flattery and expectation.

...

It turned out that Yiyi came out.

As soon as she saw Wu Jie, her eyes lit up and hurried over, holding Wu Jie's sleeve: "Sir, I'm here. My girl has been waiting for a long time. Come with me quickly."

"Okay, let's go see Miss Caiyun now." Wu Jie: "Caiyun just got up, haha, when is it now?"

Yiyi laughed: "The girl is so busy these days, and people come to visit her all day. Last night, she talked about poetry and sang music with a few scholars, but it was time for Mao to delay her sleepiness. So, I rested on the bed for a day. When I got up, I asked if I had arrived... Huh, Mr., please, Yiyi lead the way."

Wu Jie nodded and took Lian Laosan to the yard behind.

As soon as Wu Jie arrived, he could see Caiyun, and immediately annoyed the scholars. Those juren who came to Beijing to take the exam were not the leading figure in the local area and were used to being domineering. Someone slapped the table and shouted: "It's outrageous. I've been waiting here for a day but haven't seen Miss Caiyun. How could this person be put on the hook?"

At this moment, this sentence made everyone burst out, and at the same time, they accused Wu Jie loudly.

Wu Jie was also different from them. They were angry. They just smiled and walked forward calmly. However, the third brother in the company was so shocked that he clenched his fists and protected Wu Jie.

When Yiyi heard this, she sneered and turned to look at the middle man: "Why can't you put it in?"

A scholar stepped forward and bowed: "I would like to ask Miss Yiyi, what's the reason?"

Yiyi sneered loudly: "It's because he is Wu Shizhen, is this reason enough?"

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Chapter completed!