No One Can Fight

Seeing his maid crashed.

Ying Qianyun can only let go of the beauty first and go back to explain.

Xiao Lu couldn't help but sigh as she looked at the lady who was so tall and graceful that she made her blush and heartbeat.

The lady said something right.

When a woman is handsome, there is nothing wrong with a man.

The young lady just deepened her complexion.

Draw the willow eyebrows into upward sword eyebrows, and then use special eyeliner to change the shape of the eyes.

When he lifted his momentum, his eyebrows raised.

A person is like a sword hidden in a scabbard, but its sharpness does not hurt anyone.

There is a kind of calmness and reliability that makes people feel at ease.

There is gentleness in the vigorous momentum, and soft features in the coordinating beauty.

Like a general who is fighting and killing, but also like a gentle and affectionate son.

The whole person is full of mystery and excitement.

Right now, the talent has taken two steps back.

There were already five or six veils reluctantly waving behind.

The tender eyes, the sad and emotional voice.

Those who abide by the professional ethics are entangled with you in a few meters away.

Xiao Lu took a deep breath, puffing her cheeks to express her dissatisfaction.

I know the truth!

But can you come to the brothel if you are handsome? !

"This is not a newcomer, I can't figure out where is the restaurant?"

Xiao Lu continued to stare.

After changing his clothes, Ying Qianyun hugged Xiao Lu's waist.

With a little tiptoe, he leaped lightly on the roof of Ying's house.

Within two moves, he turned out the surrounding wall of Fangshi.

The whole person directly seemed to be flying, jumping on the roof and the square wall.

Can't tell the excitement and chic, of course, there is a little fear.

But even if she was afraid, Xiao Lu didn't ignore one thing.

You are in a straight line!

straight line!

You went straight to the brothel after you left the house. Are you embarrassed to say that you are not familiar with Beijing? !

Please choose between lying and you are familiar with brothels in the entire capital.

The romantic and suave Master Jun knocked Xiao Lu on the belly with a fan.

are you hungry?

hunger.

What floats out of the brothel is not only the sound of singing, dancing and music, the smell of powder, but also the rich aroma of food.

Xiao Lu had to recall the promise made by the lady before her departure.

The food here is really unique in Beijing?

"If this is Madam Zhao, Madam Zhan knows..."

"Just don't tell them not."

"That, that, that..."

Just this time, it's not impossible.

The maid who can follow Ying Qianyun, where is the master who keeps herself safe.

Brothel.

Although it's not very good, but if you don't take advantage of this time to play with the lady, there will be no chance in the future.

As the saying goes.

It's all here.

It's a rare time.

How can it be.

"You are also called Xiaolu, Malulu, your son, my surname is Mu, and my name is Mucheng. I am from Luoyang. I am a rich and wealthy swinger. He is a merchant in the family and is engaged in silk business."

Xiao Lu remembered it seriously at first, then her face bulged again.

Why do you want to make up your personal settings? How many times do you want to come? !

"Little...Young Master, can I get in like this?"

The young lady was upside down on her face.

And she didn't.

"Just say you are 11 this year."

Xiao Lu is cute, and the advantage of being cute is that.

Boys can also be cute.

A 14-year-old girl and an 11-year-old boy can be cute together.

Xiao Lu: →_→, don't you think there is any problem with bringing an 11-year-old child to the brothel?

In fact, the girls in the brothel are definitely more knowledgeable than Xiao Lu.

Look at the series of interactions between their masters and servants.

The angry child behind is not an optional follower.

It is not "eye-opening" by deadlift.

There is no need to say hello to Ying Qianyun. The girls just smiled and kept a polite and polite distance from Xiao Lu.

Did not tease the children.

Sure enough, the service industry is the one that needs to watch the dishes.

Those who are purely pleasure seekers and those who are looking for soul confidants still use this as a platform for necessary communication.

The girl or the old bustard standing at the door, take a look and chat.

It is necessary to lead customers to different places in a clear manner.

Ying Qianyun returned to the entrance of Wanxiang Pavilion again.

An unwilling and very nervous Xiao Lu was followed.

Beside you are the girls who smile instantly.

Ying Qianyun, a silver barley, delivered to the girls, everyone had a share.

Then another large banknote was stuffed into the hands of the old bustard.

"I won't play Chawei today, a wine from the house, a four-tier flower, and the elegant room is full of jade fragrance."

When he speaks, it is naturally not the usual voice.

Deep and magnetic, listening to the ears is the intoxicating tenderness.

The unexplainable numbness felt like a blushing beauty's face.

Twitched the heartstrings.

The old bustard, who is absolutely professional, was intoxicated in this voice for a few seconds before responding enthusiastically.

"The flowers are worthy of you, please, my son."

Xiao Lu followed behind and felt that her proud expression management had completely failed: Miss! Why do you even know the jargon of going to the brothel! !

I heard that Ying Qianyun didn't play Chawei, but just came to listen to music and eat.

Other guests who have been sour for a long time because of Ying Qianyun's special treatment.

Regardless of the age group, they breathed a sigh of relief.

They all came for the oiran.

One less competitor is one.

They can guarantee that the coquettish little white face just now.

Even if the poems are not very good, the oiran will probably see it.

Looking at the posture just now, it is estimated that as long as he nods, his private room will be filled with girls in an instant.

Rich and handsome...who is this little boy!

Where did it come from? Whose home?

The sour smell in the air has nothing to do with Ying Qianyun.

She has to complete the first task of coming to the brothel first.

When you are too hungry.

Open the door of the box, there is already a table of dishes waiting for you, what a blessing.

Even Xiao Lu, who looked around at the beginning, has nothing but food in her eyes.

The door closed.

Don't even care about basic dining etiquette.

At the moment when something enters the stomach.

The two sighed with satisfaction: they are coming alive.

"Miss, this dish is really delicious."

"Then need to say, when did I lie to you."

When the girl from Wanxiang Pavilion held Pipa and walked to the door.

I saw the servant coming out with five or six empty trays.

Change into the second table of banquets.

Beauty:……

"Dong Yue has seen the son."

Good professionalism makes beautiful women choose to ignore the scene just now.

Although I came to the brothel, I ate a table as soon as I came up, it is indeed a bit...see you for a long time.

Xiao Lu looked at the person curiously.

Just now when the clouds were raging, my lady had already explained it.

Sipinhua is not a level, but a person who is good at music.

Ying Qianyun just gave the old bustard's banknote, which represented her qualified position.

In the absence of a separate roll call.

They will choose the girl with the best skills within the denomination of the bank note among the currently uncustomized girls.

Just finished listening to this explanation.

Xiao Lu thought she would see a girl with an unremarkable appearance.

Facts have proved that in the brothel, both talent and appearance are the basic standard equipment.

This girl of Dongyue is not the elegant and refined beauty that is popular nowadays.

It's beautiful and very aggressive.

The facial features are profound and slightly exotic.

It's like a glass of poisonous wine, knowing that it is poisonous, but can't help but taste it.

After Xiaolu praised her, she continued to eat.

Dongyue:...

"Girl Dongyue is polite, please."

This is what it means to play casually.

With a decent smile, sitting in the corner of echo.

The smart fingertips have been flying on the pipa.

It's not a lingering song of love.

It is not a sad song of grievances.

It's a light and joyful expression... It's quite a meal.

Once again, applaud and praise the professionalism of professionals.

He was eating delicious food in his mouth, looking at the beauty in his eyes, and listening to good music in his ears.

The environment is beautiful, the atmosphere is comfortable, and the dishes are delicious.

At this point.

Xiao Lu also had to admit.

It's really nice here.

Could it be wrong?

Brothel has been the most high-end leisure and entertainment venue since ancient times.

It can be said that even if special services are excluded, other service details of the brothel are the best.

Therefore, merchants traveling from north to south have to negotiate business.

Still, officials want to communicate privately.

This is a place where guests and hosts enjoy themselves and are extremely private.

It can even be said to be the only place.

Dongyue, who has been concentrating on being a music player, is getting better and better.

People who are fascinated by rhythm, what they hope most is to have a friend who understands music.

The place where you are greeted and sent, what you hope most is someone who respects yourself.

The people who listened to the music really admired it or did it casually.

Respect yourself as a performer, or treat yourself as a plaything.

Is he a dispensable wall flower, or is he respected as a person?

She could see it.

Guests who are either rich or noble can respect themselves as a happy girl, and they can also see that the other person's character is one or two.

Ying Qianyun and Xiaolu's love and respect for her playing music has made her more and more fond of today's two guests.

A loud cheer came from outside.

This private room is very inside, and the sound insulation effect is also good.

Let the news come in...

Only one thing left, the oiran appeared.

Dong Yue's hand squeezed the pipa tightly.

The ghost played a favorite song.

Suddenly the sound of thunder came from the sound of pipa.

The Iron Horse Glacier was accompanied by lightning and thunder.

The roaring ghost cried in the thunderstorm.

The evil demon fought in the dark.

A pair of hands that had been so well-maintained had an afterimage flying on the pipa.

The beautiful sound is woven into a shocking illusion in these hands.

The last broken sound crossed.

After the song, the remaining sound becomes lighter, but it cleverly forms the artistic conception of the first clear after the rain.

At this moment, if it weren't for the noise outside the house, there was still a little noisy sound interfering with the reverberation.

This song will be more perfect.

Faced with this explosive performance that suddenly increased geometrically.

Ying Qianyun and Xiao Lu directly sealed applause.

Amazing, amazing!

Awesome!

The previous tunes were all light and simple minor tunes, which did not show the master's skills at all.

This change of music.

The technique is dazzling to make the legs soft.

The emotion and sense of picture revealed in the song are even more of a master level.

"Girl Winter is simply..." How Bai Juyi wrote that poem.

Did Qu Ba teach good talents?

No, no, Shan has to kneel down and call grandpa.

Xiaolu hasn't seen many worlds.

Ying Qianyun directly compared with the videos of those national treasure performers in his memory.

Don't let more.

How old is Dongyue!

Wait, is this a level that can be seen for a hundred taels of silver?

Is this what you can hear with this little money?

Dong Yue glanced at the direction of the Oiran on stage without a trace.

With some emotion, I really became eager to win at an old age.

"Dongyue is showing his ugliness. If the son likes it, Dongyue can come back with a higher difficulty."

Seeing the two people really admired their eyes.

Slightly relieved.

After calming down a bit, the pipa that had just exploded on the scene heard Kagura again.

"Not ugly, not ugly! You played so well. Miss, let's take her away!"

Fuck it.

There were no messy fingers in the thunderous rhythm just now.

Swipe across directly in the middle of the pipa.

Create a noise that hasn't appeared in this pipa for many years.

Dong Yue stared blankly at the handsome young man in front of him.

Miss? !

Dong Yue felt that he had something to say.

The face can only stay on anxiety in the end.

She was not only worried that Ying Qianyun was beaten up by her family when she was found out.

She is also worried about personal safety.

There is a curfew now.

Tomorrow, the gate will open at two quarters.

It was unclear at that time.

Quite a few cockroach and dog thieves take advantage of this time to commit crimes.

But if you wait until dawn to leave, how can the family hide it?

"Relax, no one knows that I am out. And I can martial arts."

Dongyue: Oh

"I am the number one master in the world."

Dongyue: →_→

"I came here directly with light work. I'll go back later."

Dongyue:...

This is not believe it, let's show it later.

Seeing the performer feel uneasy, Ying Qianyun simply opened up another topic.

With Dongyue's skills and appearance, he is fully qualified to compete for the position of the oiran.

Why do you retreat to the second line?

Oiran's treatment is obviously better, and there are more outlets.

Look at the big spenders outside.

Dachawei is to see the admission fee of the oiran, and the oiran will choose the one that suits your eyes best based on your literary talents.

That's it, you can only talk.

If the chat is unhappy, the oiran will play the piano to see off the guests.

Yes, you can only leave.

Song Huizong was sent away by Master Li and couldn't say anything.

"I was a candidate for the last Oiran. Xiao Yan'er of Niugetsukan was crowned with beauty in those days, and Wanxiangge could only choose a gentle and elegant route."

Dong Yue's mood was obviously better when he thought of the choice back then.

"I don't want to change."

"I have all fallen into this place, and I have changed my temperament. What's the point?"

"I have it enough." Touching Pipa affectionately, smiling confidently and freely.

Wanxiang Pavilion cannot have a second oiran.

Dongyue is bound to refrain from competing with the oiran, and even moderately avoid hiding.

In order to ensure the sensation of Oiran, Wanxiangge even deliberately suppressed her resources.

Make her anonymous.

It doesn't matter.

Her best flowering period is spent in this semi-concealment.

If you haven't experienced the struggle between the young and young in Wuling, you have to face the twilight.

Everyone has his own choice.

We must also face the consequences of these choices.

"Except for a few soulmates, no one has ever heard my real piano sound."

The moment before Dongyue's eyes were still: You are also my soulmates.

The next moment I think of gender issues.

Looking at the two girls who didn't know the height of the sky, they worried about their safety again.

Ying Qianyun and Xiao Lu looked at Dongyue's eyes in a surprisingly unified way.

Such a beautiful young lady, she has a good heart and wants it.

"What is your redemption silver?"

Dong Yue was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

"Thank you for your kindness, Wanxiangge is..."

"I know, it's under the Jiaofang Division."

Official business organization.

Enough, hard backstage. Give the girls more freedom in choosing customers.

But if you want to get out of the country, it's more than just giving the old bustard a huge sum of money.

There must be an official license certificate.

This proof is not easy to get.

"I will handle it."

Dong Yue thinks tonight is too exciting.

First is a rare gaffe.

The guests are two girls.

Two girls want to redeem her? !

why?

Because of her pipa?

The whole Recreation Square is not sure how many people are good at music.

If you want to hear, why bother to redeem yourself?

The two little girls must have had this idea after reading too much script.

Dong Yue smiled and shook his head, thanking the two little sisters for their kindness.

"Of course, I want to give you a free body completely, you have to pay for something else."

Ying Qianyun returned a meaningful smile.

Dong Yue and Xiao Lu were taken aback for a while.

Then it was obvious that shock was written on his face.

The faces of the two are full of

So hello!

Dong Yue looked at Ying Qianyun's face.

There was a moment of silence.

Then a blush appeared on his cheeks.

He eased his collar slightly, his body crooked a little.

If it's you, it's not impossible.

Xiao Lu looked at the big beauty in front of her, and then at her own lady.

Well, it's not impossible.

The lady is happy.

Ying Qianyun:...

"I have something else for you to help."

"What can I help?" Sit up again.

The service industry has been the best intelligence system since ancient times.

The sensual place can always sort out the most detailed information.

It is also the most exposed place.

Ying Qianyun didn't want Dongyue to inquire about state secrets.

The situation of the court and the court, the secrets of the arena.

She was just in response to the upcoming "rapid blind date."

Whether it was selected by the aunt's mother, or she met by chance.

Knowing people, knowing the face, not knowing the heart.

She needs help from someone in a unique place, first to select a group of people outside the bottom line.

Dong Yue has been in Wanxiang Pavilion for many years.

What's more, the temper is right and the appetite is right, and the pipa still plays so well.

Ying Qianyun felt that he was a lucky star.

As soon as I came up, I met a pearl in the dust, and it was still such a good partner.

The author has something to say:

I only found that if you wanted to see an oiran in ancient times, the qualification for entry was probably the salary of most of the year.

I don’t know how much it will cost.

One hundred taels should be more than retreat and less should be made up.