The Qinhuai River is not far from the academy, and you will arrive after leaving Jubaomen. It is just a tributary of the Qinhuai River. It is better to say that it is the moat of Jinling City than the Qinhuai River. Its mainstream is in the area of ​​Sanshanmen, and it winds from south to north into the Yangtze River.

At this time, the sky was dim and the south of the Yangtze River was very humid. At night, mist was shrouded on the Qinhuai River, and a few fishing lamps were revealed in the haze. What was even more conspicuous was the red lanterns hanging high on the shore, which also made the mist in the night warm, as if a woman was wearing a veil.

The official willows move in spring, and the Qinhuai tide is born in the evening. The crescent moon is seen on the tower, and the lights are on the double bridges... This Qinhuai River has performed many tragic stories of talented men and beautiful women gathering and reuniting.

Fang Zheng and the other two chose a large-scale pleasure boat. The turtle man standing at the door welcomed the guests saw them boarding the boat and shouted loudly: "A guest is here-"

The fat man seemed to be a veteran of this. As soon as Mr. Gui finished speaking, the fat man shook his hand and threw him a ingot of silver. He was so happy that the turtle man disappeared. He lowered his waist and led the two into the main hall. Behind the fat man, three or four big men in green clothes, followed him. Seeing that the two of them entered the hall, they stood not far away and looked around with vigilance, - no need to ask, this is the fat man's bodyguard.

I saw more than a dozen tables placed in the hall, decorated in magnificently. Pink curtains and red bead curtains separated the hall from the elegant behind. In the middle of the hall, a woman was sitting on an embroidered bench, fiddling with the pipa with her slender fingers, singing Jiangnan tunes in her mouth, and Wu dialed softly, which was very nice. - I wonder if she would sing Eighteen Touches?

Fang Zheng and the fat man chose a seat by the window to sit down. The turtle man grinned and said, "Would you guys listen to the song here first, or should you set up a private room to find a few girls to serve you two to drink?"

The fat man waved his hand and said impatiently: "Let's sit here for a while, make us some dishes, and then boil the pot of bamboo leaves. Hurry up, I haven't eaten yet." The man always domineering in the kiln. Those who have no money pretend to be rich, and those who have rich pretend to be richer. The turtle man is used to it, so he lowers his waist and goes down to make arrangements.

The fat man smiled lustfully and said, "Brother Fang, are you still satisfied with this place?"

Fang Zheng smiled and said with a slutty smile: "No, good, very satisfied, haha." This is the first time that Master Fang has visited a kiln in two lives, and he is a little nervous.

It was night, and the hall was deserted, with only three or two tables of guests. I was afraid I had to wait for a while if I had to drive the boat.

The food and food came soon. Fang Zheng and the fat man had just had two drinks together. A middle-aged woman dressed up in a gorgeous manner walked up to the two and laughed before speaking, "Hello, I wish both of you step by step and make a fortune. My family's surname is Wang, and my regular customers call me Wang's mother. This is a polite person." As she said that, she blessed the two and gave the fat man a charming look.

This is the legendary madam. Fang Zheng saw that she was about thirty or forty years old, and she was still a milf, charming and charming.

The fat man was obviously very helpful by this charming eye. He shook his body full of fat and smiled: "It turns out it's Mother Wang, you're welcome, you're polite."

"It's so boring for a big man to sit together and drink. Do you want to call a few girls to serve you?" After the greetings, Wang's mother began to seduce these two pure handsome boys. - There is no doubt that "Justic Young Man" refers to Master Fang, and "Young Man" refers to fat boys.

The fat man teased, "Mom Wang is so beautiful in front of him, so there is no need to call a girl. Otherwise, Mom Wang, you'll feel wronged and have a drink with us for a flower bar." As he said that, he stared at her breasts lustfully, looking like he didn't drink enough milk when he was a child. Fang Zheng felt chills in his heart. It turned out that the fat man liked this tone.

When Wang's mother heard this, she was so happy that her branches were trembling, and her big breasts were shaking. She glanced at the fat man with charming eyes and said with a smile: "I am old and old, and I can't afford to accompany my two masters. Besides, the young man is too fierce, and I'm afraid that my body can't stand your troubles."

The fat man was so proud that he laughed so happily. With a laugh, Mother Wang shouted to the back of the hall: "Girls, dress up and see the guests."

After a while, a large group of beakers came out in a giggle and joking, standing in a circle around the two of them, letting them choose.

Fang Zheng and Fatty ordered two pretty girls who were quite pleasing to the eye and asked them to serve the wine and cloth dishes. But the Fatty pulled one of the girls without hesitation and sat on his lap, making fun of it while making fun of it. - It was so unreserved, unlike the noble prince, who was obviously a clever client who had been free for many years.

The girl who accompanied Fang Zheng saw that the fat man was having sex with her sisters. On the other hand, Fang Zheng looked like a gentleman sitting upright and looking straight, and couldn't help but pout with displeasure and said, "Young Master, why don't you make a sound? I'm so good at drinking with you? Everyone who comes here is looking for happiness. Look how happy your friends are, don't keep your face tight..."

It is normal for a boy to go shopping in the kiln and have a tight face. After all, he has never experienced such a situation. Fang Zheng was so nervous that his palms were sweating. He turned his head to look at the fat man and was shocked. In public, the boy actually blatantly put his fat hand into the girl's bellyband, and kept rubbing it inside, as if he was looking for something.

The girl was not angry, blushing and laughing, and moaning twice as she was in response to the scene. The guests at the tables next to her were not surprised to see this scene, and she looked as usual to eat and drink.

After looking at it for a while, even Fang Zheng felt a little embarrassed, so he turned his head and asked seriously at the girl who accompanied him: "Do you mean I want me to touch you like him?" He said and pointed at the fat man.

This question was straightforward. Even though the girl had been through a long time, she couldn't help but blush. She gave him a small glance and said coquettishly: "Young Master, you are so cruel! If you want to do anything, can I still stop you..."

"This is not a question of whether to stop it or not. I mainly want to ask, if I touch you like that, will you be happy? Is it physically happy or spiritually happy? Do you want me to touch you in your heart or don't want me to touch you? After asking these questions clearly, I can decide whether to touch you..."

The girl was surrounded by a series of "touching" and "not touching" by Master Fang, and her eyes were a little straightened. She had a secret question in her heart: This guy looks like a pervert, but he is still talking endlessly. Could it be that he is here to smash the situation?

At this time, Mother Wang came over and interrupted with a smile: "Two masters, let the two girls serve you and eat and drink first, and there will be a highlight later."

Fang Zheng is very clear. Almost all YY novels mention that the highlight of the brothel painting boat is naturally the appearance of the courtesan. The reason why Fang Zheng did not treat the vulgar fan around him was because he came to see the courtesan. Of course, perhaps this Chu brother was a little nervous and embarrassed to attack the girl around him.

"Could your courtesan be recruiting a man to the bridal chamber today?" Fang Zheng asked.

Mother Wang glanced Fang Zheng with her charming eyes and said with a smile: "No, it's the girl Yanran from our pleasure boat who asked questions and the talented men. The one who answered the questions correctly..."

"Will the person who answers correctly enter the bridal chamber?" Fang Zheng continued her words and smiled. It was so bloody. Master Fang couldn't help but want to despise this old-fashioned plot. Besides, there are too many courtesans these days, right? It seems that all the beautiful girls from the Huachao have sold themselves into the kiln, and will that good woman still survive?

"How can I do it? Miss Yanran doesn't sell herself, but she is still a gentleman?" said Wang's mother: "Those who answer correctly can enter Miss Yanran's boudoir, and Miss Yanran will play a solo for him."

Fang Zheng curled his lips and said, "It's just like this? It's better to give me a piece of candy." The kindergarten children performed well, and the teacher also knew that giving me a little red flower. What's the matter with just listening to a song?

The fat man nodded and agreed: "That's right, playing a small song is considered a prize?"

Wang's mother hurriedly said, "Don't say that, two masters, you must know, how many talented scholars in the entire capital want to listen to a solo song by Miss Yanran, but they are unavailable. Miss Yanran's beauty, talent and piano skills are the best in the capital."

She threw a charming look at Fang Zheng again and said, "Besides, if they were really talented and were alone in the same room, how could I know that Miss Yanran would not like you and then agree to her? This is a good opportunity to have a kiss. However, if you want to dress up for Miss Yanran, you have to speak with money..."

This is a naked saying. The so-called talent and learning are just a cover, and silver is the king.

Fang Zheng said curiously: "What if no one answered the question correctly all night? Miss Yanran will go back to sleep by herself?"

Mother Wang smiled and said, "If no one answers correctly, then the price will be higher. This is a brothel, not a top scorer in the exam. Of course, some opportunities can be bought with money. However, all literati and talented people are very good at face and are unwilling to use money to defile Miss Yanran, for fear that it will be damaged if it spreads out." After saying that, she curled her lips secretly and was discovered by Fang Zheng. "Don't want to" is just a polite statement. In fact, there are few literati with talent and learning, and many times they are so helpless in life. It can only give you a choice. If it were you, would you choose talent and learning, or would you choose to be rich?

Fang Zheng will definitely choose to be rich, so what if he is outstanding? From ancient times to the present, how many of the great men who have left their names in history are not poor and difficult to survive? They have left their reputations themselves, but what should their wives and children do? Following you, you can’t even eat, what do they want? The little talent in your heart can be used as food? Fang Zheng believes that this kind of man should be killed the most, and he can’t even afford to raise his own women. Is he still a man? He is embarrassed to show off all day long with a look of "Everyone is turbid and I am alone"?

According to the natural laws of evolution, when mammals are courting, males will show their strong side to females. If they can defeat several rivals on the spot in front of the female, the female will basically be unwilling to leave. What does this mean? What women need is a sense of security! Men who can protect her and care for her are not those sour talents.

Fang Zheng has seen the animal world for so many years, but he has never seen a male lion who can do whatever he wants by reciting a few lines of poetry to the female lion. Besides, is it necessary to have a good character in the poem? There are not many good people who drive a good car.

When the fat man heard Wang's mother say this, he laughed and said, "Sun talent, have you seen it? Our Young Master Fang is definitely capable of overwhelming all the heroes. If it is for money," he slapped his stomach proudly and then said, "I can use the money to smash them all down! Tonight, Miss Yanran belongs to our brother, and no one can take it away."

After saying that, the fat man turned his head with a smile, and teased the girl in his arms, "Girl, give me a 'skin cup'." The little girl took a sip of wine as if she was ashamed and happy, and slowly poured the wine into his mouth to the fat man's mouth. She was lustful and had a trick.

Wang's mother smiled and said, "That's good. I'm waiting for the two young masters to win. To be honest, the questions that Miss Yanran used to be too difficult and no one could answer, so no one could enter her boudoir. Seeing that her marriage was about to come, I can't always spoil her temperament. This is the first time to bid for money tonight, and both of them have to seize the opportunity." From her tone, Miss Yanran seemed to be a proud person. The men who wanted to enter her boudoir were blocked by her with her talents and knowledge. Unfortunately, she couldn't help but be in the dirty place of fireworks, and she couldn't help but be unable to escape tonight.

The night was already sunk, and many people boarded the boat one after another. The lofty hall was full in a while. Mother Wang looked at the bow of the boat and confirmed that the number of people was enough. So he nodded gently to the turtle man beside him. The turtle man shouted to the boatman with a voice: "The distinguished guests are full, set sail!" A boatman jumped ashore to untied the cables, pulled out the anchor, and pulled out the springboard. The boatmen shouted loudly: "Go to the wind!" The pleasure boat was already moving with the flow and headed towards the Sanshan Gate.

The little girl playing the pipa in the hall had already stepped down and changed into a singing and dancing team. Xiao Sheng played gongs and drums, playing and playing, and it was as lively as if he was going to meet a bride, which made Fang Zheng feel a little unnatural. To be honest, Fang Zheng always thought that visiting the kiln was a shameful thing, but at this time the pleasure boat was full of fanfare, fearing that others would not know that they were doing bad things, which really violated his always low-key principle.

On the other hand, the fat man hugged the girl in his arms with a comfortable face, his hands and mouth were busy all the time, and he was not aware of the pleasure boat leaving the shore. After reflecting on himself, Fang Zheng deeply believed that although he came from modern times, his thoughts were still not as liberated as those of the ancients.

After the ship sailed in the river for a while, Mother Wang appeared in the middle of the hall with a smile on her face, clapped her hands, and stopped singing and dancing. She first blessed her blessings to the surroundings, and then smiled and said, "I have greeted you all. I thank you for your care for your business. I wish you all promotion and wealth, good fortune and longevity."

There was a burst of applause below, and there were also cheers: "Mom Wang, don't talk, hurry up and invite Miss Yanran out. We all come here to see you, not to see your old face." Everyone laughed and the hall was noisy for a moment.

Mother Wang was not angry, and flew at the person who was making excuses, as if she was angry and resentful, and then said, "Then I will not waste everyone's time. According to the old rules, there are talented men who answered the questions correctly in Miss Yanran. But when I entered her boudoir, if Miss Yanran fell in love with her, it might not be necessary to agree to her body. Hi. Now, please invite Miss Yanran to come out and meet the talents."

As soon as he finished speaking, the lights in the hall dimmed. Behind the pink curtain and the red bead curtain, a group of maids could be seen vaguely holding candlesticks in two rows. A beautiful woman in pink clothes was surrounded by the middle and walked towards the hall. It was hazy but it was fascinating, arousing the hope of all men to find out the truth. I have to admire this mother Wang, who grasped the man's psychology very closely, and it was not bad at all.

The curtains and bead curtains were slowly opened, and the beauty's appearance appeared clearly in front of everyone. She was about 28 years old, with an oval face and a pair of bright big eyes, charmingly patrolling the people in the hall. Her straight nose bridge, slightly thin cherry lips, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised upward because of her smile made people want to taste it. Her towering breasts were tightly wrapped by pink clothes, revealing only a small piece of white skin like snow under her pink neck, but it was enough to attract imagination.

The talented and rich men below held their breath, and their lower bodies raised their legs at the same time. Fang Zheng was very familiar with this action. When he was in college, the brothers in the dormitory gathered together to watch X-films. They first hurriedly looked for a stool, then lit a cigarette, and finally raised their legs... (Why are you crossing your legs? I guess the male compatriots know better than me? Actually, I don't know very well, really.)

"This woman is a disaster." - Fang Zheng concluded.

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