Due to differences in physiological structure and growth environment, even if a professional actor dresses as a woman or a woman dresses as a man, it cannot be lifelike, and there will always be flaws in some behavioral movements or subtle expressions.
Ji Rou'er grew up with Rong Fei since she was a child, so she was naturally influenced by him in some aspects. Such as a sense of crisis, vigilance, independent thinking ability and keen observation.
After a brief period of confusion, Ji Rouer quickly discovered something wrong with these two handsome young masters.
Although the robe is wide, it still cannot hide the slender waist when walking, and the swing of the hips is larger than that of ordinary men. In addition, it can be seen that the two of them are struggling to breathe. Occasionally, they will pinch the clothes near their ribs and gently pull them. It seems that something is constricting their chest and abdomen, making them uncomfortable.
Although she didn't know what method was used to make her face look like a man, Ji Rou'er could still guess their identities from the comparison of their heights and various features.
It was Murong Qiushui and Rong Lan who had been missing for a whole day.
Seeing the two people's outfits, Ji Rou'er couldn't help but smile in her heart, pursed her lips and laughed out loud.
What the hell are these two guys doing!
While she was wondering, Ji Rouer saw the two of them stop and raise their heads to look upward.
"What is this place?"
Looking at the splendid and brightly lit six-story building in front of him, Murong Qiushui asked doubtfully.
Although it was already dark at this time, the long street where the two of them were on was still crowded with people and very lively. From time to time, there would be a shy and timid little girl in colorful clothes, or a pretty daughter-in-law, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally leaning against the two of them, their eyes sparkling, making Murong Qiu Shui frown.
Why are the women in Kyoto so... unrestrained!
"Isn't that what it says, Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower?"
I don't know if Rong Lan was pretending to be stupid or if he really didn't understand the meaning of Murong Qiu Shui's words, so he replied with a smile.
"I was asking what this building is for, why doesn't it look like a serious place?"
"Hehehe, does sister know about the brothel?"
"brothel?"
Murong Qiushui frowned even more tightly.
"It's different. A brothel sells one's body, not one's art."
Ronglan explained.
"So...this place is about selling art, not selling one's body?"
Murong Qiu Shui's frown relaxed a little.
"This is a place where you can sell your art as well as your body. Hehehehe, hurry up and go in. There's a lot of aroma inside. If you wait a little longer, you might lose track of Dou."
Rong Lan, who was dressed as a handsome man, pulled up Murong Qiu Shui, who was dressed as a heroic man, and walked towards the gate of Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building.
The two men were walking hand in hand, but the pedestrians around them seemed not surprised. Some women even became more admiring after seeing them.
Swimming together with arms crossed, so elegant!
Although Ji Rou'er couldn't hear the conversation between the two, she could see the signboard of Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building. Although I have never heard the name of Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building, I already know what kind of business this place is just by guessing.
It's ridiculous for a woman to visit a brothel.
In the small courtyard of Xuanwu Hutong, Ji Rouer was angry and amused when she saw the two Jinlan sisters who disguised themselves as men and entered the brothel. At the same time, I also had some hesitation and curiosity in my heart. Should I follow the two men's perspectives to see what the legendary brothel looked like?
While he was hesitating, two handsome young men appeared on the screen holding hands and traveling together.
Hey~!
Ji Rouer couldn't help but shiver, and goosebumps appeared on her arms and neck.
Why are all the men in Kyoto... like this?
If one day Rong Fei did something like this, he would definitely beat him to death.
Before the goosebumps subsided, Ji Rouer suddenly felt that one of the two men holding hands and traveling together looked familiar.
After looking at it carefully for a moment, he couldn't help but exclaimed.
Princess Zhu Leyao of Silver Light!
A private meeting between a princess and a man?
A terrible thought came to Ji Rou'er's heart, but after taking a closer look at the man holding hands with Zhu Leyao, she realized that he was also dressed as a woman.
The costumes of these two people are the same as those of Murong Qiu Shui and Rong Lan before. They are both fake and real. It is extremely difficult to tell the difference without careful identification.
Seeing Zhu Leyao and the man walking hand in hand into the Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building, Ji Rouer's worldview had some signs of collapse.
Nowadays...it is very popular...for women to visit brothels?
What kind of world is this!
Fortunately, Rong Fei is not like this.
Rong Fei's figure flashed through his mind, allowing Ji Rouer's world view to be restored.
After adjusting her thoughts, Ji Rouer decided to see what Rong Fei was busy with and clean her eyes that were stained by filth.
Just as he was about to control the formation to look for traces of Rong Fei, his attention was attracted by a figure that suddenly broke into the screen.
Wearing a moon-white gown, holding a folding fan, with pointed eyebrows and starry eyes, red lips and white face, he looks like a handsome and charming young man.
This is a figure that Ji Rouer can recognize even if he turns into gray.
Even if his appearance has changed slightly, even if he has changed into a vest, even if he is pretending to be polite, Ji Rouer can still see through his true nature at a glance.
"Rong...fei!"
Seeing Rong Fei enter Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building step by step, Ji Rouer finally couldn't control her emotions and roared out through gritted teeth.
Fortunately, the impulse was only temporary. After taking a few deep breaths, Ji Rouer finally regained her sense and calmness.
First came Murong Qiu Shui and Rong Lan, then Princess Zhu Leyao and an unknown woman, and now Rong Fei was added to the mix. What on earth was attracting them in this Golden Wind and Drizzle Building?
Ji Rouer frowned and stared at the gate of Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building in the picture, falling into deep thought.
After a moment, Ji Rouer's frown relaxed, and a naughty smile appeared on her face.
She remembered a story Rong Fei had told before, a story about 'The monk can touch it, but why can't I?'
You can go, why can’t I go?
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There is a poetry party tonight at Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building. Liu Yingrong brought Zhu Leyao to watch the excitement and relax. It has not been the first time or twice that the two of them have had this kind of mischief disguised as men. Chief Assistant Liu Chuanfang and Emperor Yan Zhu Sheng heard about it, but they never caused any trouble, so they just let them frighten them.
Murong Qiushui and Rong Lan disguised themselves as men in order to follow the shopkeeper of Qiancaotang, and followed the scent of pollen on Dou Qi's body.
Dubbed the "Thirteen Evil Dogs", they were arrested by the Immortal Detective Division, who followed the clues and turned the human traffickers gangs in the four cities upside down. While collecting a large amount of money, they also learned about the movements of several big bosses. After Rong Fei bid farewell to Wei Lin and returned to the city, he learned from Gu Fengxiao and others that the leader of Nancheng's human traffickers, Boss Xue, and his second leader Li Mi had a secret meeting at Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower. So according to the plan made with Gu Fengxiao and Li Jun last night, Rong Fei also arrived here.
Jinfeng Xiaoyu House is one of the most influential brothels in Kyoto. It was jointly run by four major dandies. Chang Huaien and Chang Yanei have the largest investment, the largest strength and the highest prestige, so they have become the largest owner here.
A brothel is different from a brothel.
As Rong Lan said, the biggest difference between the two is the word "art".
People who go to brothels simply do so to vent their sexual desires, while those who visit brothels have a much more complicated purpose.
Some people simply come here to appreciate their talents, some want to come here to make a name for themselves, some people come here to socialize with public relations, and so on.
Setting up a poetry club in a brothel was one of the shortcuts for literati to become famous in Kyoto.
This kind of poetry meeting usually does not choose a more private private room, but is specifically held in the noisier hall on the first floor where there are more people waiting for it.
Since you want to become famous, of course the more people, the better.
Rong Fei entered the Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building and was immediately greeted by a neatly dressed young man.
"This young man looks unfamiliar, but this is his first time visiting our Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building."
Looking at this man with a polite smile, Rong Fei was a little surprised. Whether it's the costume dramas I watched in my previous life or the brothels in Fencheng, it's usually the madams who dress up to welcome the guests, but the Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower has a unique way of welcoming the guests.
I thought that this must be Mr. Turtle, but seeing that this man was neatly dressed and there was no trace of lust on his face, Rong Fei was not sure about his guess.
"I would like to ask if the young master is alone or with friends."
"Just me."
"May I ask what you like, young master? Xiaojiabiyu may be a talented poet and calligrapher."
"No need for now, just find a quieter place and serve some food and wine."
Rong Fei glanced at the edge and corners of the first floor and said.
"Master, please move forward and follow Xiao De."
Based on Rong Fei's clothes and temperament, Gui Gong guessed that he must be a scholar who came here to participate in the poetry meeting. Therefore, it was not surprising. He respectfully led Rong Fei to an empty table in the corner to sit down, and then went to greet the maid to serve wine and food. .
In the Fencheng brothel, it was women who greeted the customers and the waiters were men, but in the Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower, it was completely the other way around.
The people serving the food and passing the wine were all young and beautiful women.
While feeling emotional, Rong Fei turned his attention to the poetry meeting that had just begun.
In the middle of the hall, there are more than a dozen round tables in a circle. In the open space in the middle, there are several desks with all the four treasures of the study room. In addition, there are game props such as throwing pots and wine chips on the ground.
At this time, more than a dozen round tables were filled with scholars and Confucian scholars, all of them wore long robes and turbans, and were gentle and elegant.
At this time, the scholars were playing a poetry game called Feihua Ling.
The Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building has six floors. In the center of the first floor is a huge circular patio, where the poetry meeting is being held at this time. Screens are used around the patio to separate semi-open private rooms. The second to sixth floors are all fully enclosed private rooms. Outside the private rooms is a verandah surrounding the patio.
At this time, there were many guests on the verandah from the second floor to the sixth floor, accompanied by singers and dancers, leaning on the railings to enjoy the poetry show below. Whenever a scholar came up with a more clever verse, the onlookers would cheer without hesitation. The amplification effect of the sound passing through the patio makes it feel like the sound is moving in the sky. This is why many organizers are willing to hold the poetry meeting in Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building.
Rong Fei knew how to play Feihua Ling, but he had no research on poetry. After reading it for a while, he felt a little bored, so he squinted his eyes slightly and pretended to be intoxicated with appreciation. In fact, he was preparing to use his psychic powers to inquire about Boss Xue. and Li Mi’s position.
Rong Fei was still under a lot of psychological pressure when he used his psychic powers in the brothel. But there was nothing they could do about it. Gu Fengxiao and the others only found out that Boss Xue and Li Mi would have a secret meeting at Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building tonight, but they didn't know which room they were in.
There are about a hundred rooms on the six floors of Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building. It is impossible for Rong Fei to search for them one by one.
After recent training, Rong Fei has been able to adapt to most of the effects on the eardrums and brain when activating spiritual hearing. In addition, the effect of Xuan Bing Zai Huan Pills can quickly repair damage, so even at this time Jinfeng The Xiaoyu Building was buzzing with people, but it was still within Rong Fei's tolerance.
What really scares Rong Fei are the special services here.
The women who work here naturally make sounds when serving customers. Such sounds will make the guests happy physically and mentally, but for Rong Fei, who is still a virgin in this world, the lethality is a bit too great.
But... there is no way, everything is for investigating the case!
Rong Fei was about to use his magical power to detect the target location, but a figure staggered to Rong Fei and said in a slightly drunken voice.
"This...brother, I'm sorry to bother you, can you borrow your table...to share a table with me?"
Just as Rong Fei was about to refuse, the man raised his hand and made a circle towards the hall on the first floor.
"The whole first floor is full, but you, brother, have only three empty seats. I have no choice but to beg you shamelessly. To show my sincerity, I will treat you to this table of food and wine. In addition, I will give you a bottle of good wine as a gift. "
After saying that, the man took out a wine bottle from his sleeve and put it in front of Rong Fei.
Rong Fei raised his eyes and looked at this person. He was dressed like a scholar. He was in his early twenties and his appearance was quite regular. But he didn't know whether it was because he was drunk or because of his temperament. There was a hint of cynicism in the smile on his face. .
He held the wine bottle in his hand and weighed it a few times. It weighed about a kilogram. Looking at the man's loose and wide sleeves, Rong Fei still had a guess in his mind.
"It's better to meet by chance than to meet each other. Please take a seat."
Rong Fei put down the wine bottle, stood up and invited.
"Hahaha, it's better to meet by chance than to meet by chance. I'm in vain. I didn't ask for your name."
"I don't dare to be called my brother, I am Cui Ying."
Rong Fei made up a random name and responded.
The two looked at each other and laughed, then took their seats.
Bai Zizai opened the bottle of wine he had brought, and a strange aroma immediately filled the air, causing the guests at several tables around him to turn their heads and twitch their noses, greedily sniffing the aroma of the wine.
“It smells so good!”
Rong Fei was not a good drinker, but he still couldn't help but praise this unique wine aroma.
"Hehehe, it's a good drink to almost lose half your life."
Bai Zizai said quite proudly while pouring wine into the wine glass carefully.
"Oh, why did Brother Bai say this?"
Rong Fei is a very guarded person. Except for making excuses with strangers when investigating a case, he usually does not take the initiative to talk to others.
However, this Bai Zizai is very pleasing to Rong Fei's eyes. Perhaps it is because the person is named Zizai, and his words, expressions, movements, etc. are also very comfortable without any pretense.
"Hey hey hey."
Bai Zizai carefully filled up the two small wine glasses, first took one cup with both hands and brought it to Rong Fei, then took the cup in front of him and put it under his nose and smelled it deeply, showing an intoxicated expression on his face, and then He picked up a chopstick and tapped it on the edge of the wine glass, making a ding sound. He shook his head and sang softly in an ups and downs.
"There is Danzhou in the east, and there is a mountain in Danzhou. There is a monkey in the mountain. The monkey is good at making wine. The name of the wine is Monkey Wine, Baiguo Ganoderma Brewing. Drink it and your body will be great. Hey, body - great!"
Rong Fei looked confused, thinking that Bai Zizai was a fool, right? Why did you sing it without any warning? Are you not ashamed?
"Brother Cui, how did I sing?"
Bai Zizai stopped his chopsticks and asked expectantly.
"Well...it's good, it's good. Drink, drink."
Rong Fei nodded awkwardly, then raised his glass to persuade him to drink, in case this guy started singing again.
When the wine enters the mouth, the rich mixed fruit aroma spreads and fills the entire mouth instantly, and Rong Fei's spirit is immediately shaken.
“Delicious!”
"Hehehe, right. The mountain in Danzhou is called Linghou Mountain. There is abundant spiritual energy in the mountain, and the vegetation is much luxuriant than that grown elsewhere. Especially the fruits produced are not only extremely sweet, but also contain spiritual energy. The monkeys in the mountains will collect some of the fruits when they mature every autumn and store them in tree holes, and then seal and ferment them with ganoderma, old ginseng and other elixirs. After one month, this kind of monkey wine is brewed.
Usually only the monkey king is entitled to enjoy this kind of monkey wine, and the tree hole where the wine is made is closely guarded by the monkeys. Brother Cui, don't underestimate those monkeys. Although they failed to transform into monsters, they still have some cultivation. There are many eighth- and ninth-grade cultivators, and the Monkey King even has seventh-grade cultivation. Even the great masters of the realm are probably no match for that group of monkeys. "
After hearing Bai Zizai's explanation, Rong Fei blinked and did not answer.
What Bai Zizai said contained words such as aura and cultivation, which ordinary people might not understand at all.
"Hehehehe, brother Cui, stop pretending. As I said, this monkey wine is full of spiritual energy. No matter how much alcohol you drink, ordinary people will be drunk and unconscious with just a small sip. Only monks can not be affected, On the contrary, you will feel comfortable all over. So, you are also a monk, right?"
Rong Fei smiled slightly and did not answer. He picked up the wine glass and took another sip of monkey wine before changing the subject.
"Since the monkeys are so difficult to deal with, how did Brother Bai obtain this monkey wine?"
"Hey, that's a long story."
When asked about the itchy spot, Bai Zi slapped his thigh and happily recounted how he got the monkey wine.
"After sealing the collected fruits and elixirs and herbs into the tree hole, the monkey king will lead the monkey group to defend it to the death. Without the help of three or two land masters, it will be difficult to obtain the monkey wine. But it is difficult to live. Others can't help me. Hehehe, all I need is..."
When it came to the key point, Bai Zizai stopped talking and smiled slyly at Rong Fei.
"Brother Cui, you might as well guess what method I used to obtain the monkey wine."
boom!
Before Rong Fei could answer, a woman's scream suddenly sounded from the corridor on the second floor.
"Blood...blood...blood..."
