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That night.
Liu Sheng sat cross-legged in the governor's office, unable to sleep all night.
Two hours ago, Ye Ming came to invite him to the reception banquet.
Yesterday, Ye Mingben also came to ask for his permission to hold a reception banquet, but Liu Sheng declined due to other reasons.
In fact, the main reason is that the task assigned to him by the Dragon Riding Martial Saint has not been completed yet, and Liu Sheng is still a little worried.
With no worries today, Liu Sheng was relieved and followed Ye Ming to the banquet.
I have to say that this banquet in Jiangzhou does have the charm of a Jiangnan water town.
Although the delicacies at the banquet were all ordinary things, they were very different from Xuanyang's ingredients and had a unique flavor.
There are also some delicacies made from the flesh and blood of the coastal monsters, which can nourish the blood and vitality, and only Liu Sheng's table can enjoy them.
Local officials in Jiangzhou, as well as celebrities from all walks of life, lined up in turns, hoping to get to this table, see Liu Sheng's true face, and take this opportunity to climb up to Liu Sheng's high branches.
Liu Sheng had already prepared in his heart. He sat firmly on the Diaoyutai and nodded slightly to everyone's toasts and conversations.
In the eyes of everyone, this made Liu Sheng even more unfathomable.
When the banquet was over, there were two beautiful young women who had already been arranged to stay in Liu Sheng's room.
However, Liu Sheng sternly refused and kicked the two beautiful maids out of the room.
In order to act like a transcendent master in front of everyone, he personally sent away two beautiful maids who were definitely the top names in major brothels in Xuanyang. Thinking of this, Liu Sheng's heart was bleeding and he really wanted to kill her. The floor fan slapped himself twice.
The more he thought like this, the hotter his heart became and the harder it became to fall asleep, let alone meditate and practice.
"On the saint's day, food and sex are also important!"
Liu Sheng turned his eyes and had already made up his mind.
Jiangzhou is famous all over the world for its thin horses.
I had a taste of it many years ago. Since I just happened to come here and now I am back to my old place, if I don’t try it, wouldn’t I be sorry for coming here?
Thinking of this, Liu Sheng could no longer hold back and just did it. The white light on his chest lit up, leaving a mana clone on the spot, and then disappeared into the room in a flash.
Xuankang City Jiaofangsi, located on Zhuque Street on the south bank of the canal, was a gathering place for famous prostitutes.
Liu Sheng transformed into a handsome young man wearing a white robe and quietly came to Zhuque Street.
At this time, it was the Youshi hour, and the streets were full of brightly-dressed and angry horses, and bright and beautiful clothes.
The melodious music of silk and bamboo orchestras came from Jiaofangsi and lingered on the streets.
Beautiful nightlife has begun.
Across Zhuque Street is the Yangkang Canal, a water transportation artery that runs through Xuanyang and Xuukang.
The lanterns were like fire, and the night seemed like day. Both sides of the canal were lined with colorful boats.
Relying on the popularity of Xuankang City Jiaofangsi, most of the fireworks and willow lanes in Xuankang City are gathered on these colorful boats.
At first glance, there is an endless stream of literati and elegant people, boating on the painting boat, listening to music, reciting poems and painting, which is very pleasant.
Liu Sheng had been to Jiangzhou many years ago and naturally knew that although the boats outside were good, the best girls in Jiangzhou were hidden in this Jiaofangsi.
The Jiaofang Division does not have such a painting boat because it is not needed.
The side of Suzaku Street on the south bank of the canal, starting from where Willow Sanctuary stands, and extending to a large courtyard a hundred feet away, is the territory of Jiaofangsi.
Unlike other boat owners who were busy soliciting business on the street, the gate of Jiaofangsi was extremely deserted, with only two lazy boys in blue robes and hats standing in front of the door.
But the flow of people coming in and out of the door seemed to indicate that this place was extraordinary.
Liu Sheng walked to the gate, briefly sensed the location with his spiritual consciousness, and then walked along the winding alley in Jiaofangsi, towards the depths of Jiaofangsi.
After going around several corridors, he stopped at a courtyard with a slightly ajar door. This was the destination of his trip.
Xiaoxiang Garden!
Liu Sheng had done his homework. During the chat at the night banquet, he heard everyone mention that there were four famous prostitutes in Jiangzhou, among which Jiaofangsi was the third.
Among these four beauties, the most famous one is the Mu Yan girl who lives in Xiaoxiang Garden and is excellent at poetry and dance.
It is said that this Muyan girl, if she wants to be her guest, must be superior in talent, appearance and appearance to win her favor.
Otherwise, no matter how powerful and wealthy you are, you will not be able to be her guest.
It is said that six months ago, the second son of the commander-in-chief Yue Hongfeng wanted to force himself to be the guest of the Muyan girl, but the Muyan girl refused with his life.
After all, the Jiaofang Department was directly managed by the Ministry of Rites, so it had to give some face to the Ministry of Rites. Yue Hongfeng's second son couldn't make too much trouble, and it would end in embarrassment.
In addition, anyone who had been a guest of Mu Yan girl would never forget her and could not part with her. From then on, this Mu Yan girl became famous.
He is known as the oiran of Jiangzhou Jiaofang.
In the past, no one dared to mention this matter in Jiangzhou official circles, but now it is different. Yue Hongfeng has been beheaded and his second son has also been implicated. This matter has become a topic of conversation after dinner in Jiangzhou.
At the entrance of the courtyard, a young concierge in his twenties looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze. When he saw him, he was about to enter. He quickly reached out to block his way and said lazily: "Wait a minute, Miss Mu Yan's place is full of guests today." , please come early tomorrow.”
Liu Sheng's expression changed. He didn't expect that he had missed this incident after all his calculations. It was a little late to attend the banquet and wasted some time in the room. Now that he came here, it was already full.
'I am bound to win today! '
Liu Sheng had already made up his mind and was ready to turn into the breeze and sneak into the courtyard quietly.
At this moment, an arm suddenly stretched out from the side and thrust a banknote into the concierge's hand.
"Brother, please do me a favor and let me in."
A cheerful voice came from behind.
Then he saw a man wearing a green shirt with a jade pendant hanging from his waist appearing next to Liu Sheng.
When the concierge boy saw the banknote, his eyes suddenly lit up. When he looked at the amount carefully, his breathing became heavy.
One hundred taels, a full one hundred taels of silver!
Jiaofangsi has a threshold. Not just any ordinary person can come here to spend money. The basic consumption here alone is six taels of silver.
Ordinary people's income for half a year may only be six taels of silver.
This must come from a well-to-do family.
And these six taels of silver are not for sleeping with the girl, but just for setting up the table.
Therefore, although there are not many guests in the Jiaofang Division, as long as they can come here, they are basically either rich or noble.
Among them, the main ones are wealthy gentry, wealthy businessmen, officials and scholars.
The girls in Jiaofangsi were mainly divided into three types: women who were prisoners of war, captured women from enemy countries, and recruited prostitutes.
For example, another famous prostitute in the Jiaofang Division, Miss Yingxue, is said to be the family member of a Beimang general.
During the last battle at Xuanwu Cliff, the Beimang general thought that there was a witch fairy sitting in charge, but he was just going to Daxuan to enjoy the autumn wind, so he secretly brought his family scroll with him to enjoy the different scenery of Daxuan. Who knew that the witch fairy was there? After his death, he fell. This girl Yingxue was also arrested by the Zhenbei Army and sent to the Jiaofang Division.
Later, I don’t know how the Ministry of Rites operated. The girl Yingyue was not sent to the Xuanyang Jiaofang Division, but was sent to the Jiangzhou Jiaofang Division.
And like this Muyan girl, her table fee is as high as twelve taels of silver.
But the guy who jumped in line suddenly and offered a hundred taels of silver was still a surprise to the concierge boy.
"You have to think clearly. This banknote is just the table fee. I don't care whether you can win the favor of Miss Muyan."
When the concierge saw such a large amount of money, he felt a little worried and reminded him.
"This young master knows."
The young man in green shirt nodded, indicating that he understood the rules.
Seeing this, the concierge boy turned to one side and gently pushed open the door, gesturing for him to enter.
Liu Sheng had long sensed the movements of the person behind him, and he had just pretended not to know before.
At this time, we can no longer pretend to be Hu Tu.
He turned to look at the young man in green shirt, and couldn't help but be slightly startled. His appearance could be said to be extremely handsome.
But the man in green shirt next to him had eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like stars, a face like a crown of jade, and a tall and straight figure. Compared with him, Liu Sheng felt that his beauty in the prosperous age was not so popular.
He looked at the person in front of him carefully and determined that he did not recognize this person. With his spiritual consciousness, he could feel the subtle fluctuations of mana in the other person's body, but he could not hide from his detection that he was just a sixth-grade monk. .
Just as he was observing the man, the man had already lifted his steps and walked in.
When the concierge boy saw this, he was about to close the door.
"Don't worry, he can go in, why can't I!"
Liu Sheng took a step forward and blocked the door that was about to close.
"Hehe, you can go in if you want. Just take out a hundred taels and I'll let you in!"
The concierge boy sneered, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to forcefully close the door.
Liu Sheng raised his eyebrows and was about to get angry, but when he thought about his identity, it seemed a little inappropriate if someone discovered it. He turned his eyes, thought of something, and then asked: "Isn't it just one hundred taels of silver, sir?" That’s it for you!”
"One hundred taels of silver notes!"
Liu Sheng whispered four words in his mouth, and as he said, a hundred taels of silver note appeared in his sleeve. He stretched out his right hand and threw it hard on the concierge boy's face.
The concierge boy was not upset. He put the banknote in front of his eyes and looked at it again and again. After confirming that it was correct, he put the banknote away with a smile and made way to the courtyard gate.
Liu Sheng snorted coldly, and entered the courtyard one behind the other with the man in green shirt.
In Xiaoxiang Garden, there is a two-story small attic with lush flowers and plants in front of the building. On one side of the building, a bamboo forest is planted. The breeze blows and the bamboo forest rustles, which is quite charming.
Stepping into the attic, a beautiful maid with big eyes greeted her.
"Didn't I say that? The guests are already full, why are they still coming in to let them in?"
The maid frowned and said to herself.
However, she must have guessed that the concierge boy had collected the money and did not come to stop Liu Sheng. Instead, he introduced Liu Sheng, who was using the money ability, into the wine room on the first floor.
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About twenty guests were already sitting in the wine room, drinking, laughing, and admiring bamboo.
When everyone in the room saw Liu Sheng walking in, they all raised their heads and looked at him. They seemed not to have thought that at this point, there would be another villain.
A well-known Jiangzhou prostitute like Mu Yan is generally not allowed to sleep with her directly.
Instead, a rule called dachawei is adopted.
Dachawai is generally divided into two types: individual customers and private guests.
It is said that this Muyan girl rarely has the opportunity to book a hotel, so she is basically an independent traveler.
The so-called tea party means that these individual guests show themselves in various games such as pot throwing, pairing, and poetry writing. In the end, the girl selects the best performer to be married.
Of course, if the individual guests who come here do not perform well, the girl can choose not to accept them in the end.
But you can't do this too much, otherwise it will affect the reputation of these famous prostitutes.
Liu Sheng ran through the rules of the tea ceremony in his mind, and then he smiled at everyone and said, "I am Liu Zhiming, Xuanyang scholar, please be polite."
Among the people present, there were gentry in luxurious clothes, some with extraordinary behavior, who were obviously members of the officialdom, and some students in Confucian robes, each of whom behaved differently.
Some ignored his arrival, while others smiled back at him.
At this moment, the man in green shirt who came in in front of Liu Sheng was sitting in a corner of the wine house. When he saw Liu Sheng coming in, he smiled and greeted: "Brother, come and sit here."
Liu Sheng glanced at the wine room and found that there was no room in the middle of the wine room. There was only a coffee table and a seat next to the man in green shirt.
"It's really fate."
Liu Sheng smiled and walked towards the man in green shirt.
As he walked over, his eyes were immediately fixed on the oiran woman in the middle of the wine room.
With dark clouds on her temples, a crescent moon on her eyebrows, pointed jade bamboo shoots in her sleeves, golden lotus flowers on her feet, and spring-like eyes, she looks like a beauty.
"This girl is really nice!"
Unknowingly, he was sitting next to the man in green shirt, and the man's praises came to his ears.
"Death?"
Liu Sheng asked doubtfully.
"Oh, in the local dialect of my hometown, it means she is very beautiful."
The man in green shirt explained with a smile, then looked at Liu Sheng and slightly arched his hands: "I met Brother Liu in Xiucai Heyu, Xiagan County."
"It turns out to be Brother He, whom I have admired for a long time."
Liu Sheng stared at the oiran lady and said perfunctorily.
In terms of facial features alone, this oiran lady is on par with the top oirans in Xuanyang brothel.
But when it comes to temperament, this courtesan has a beauty and elegance that other prostitutes don't have.
What's more important is that this oiran lady, perhaps due to her long-term training in dancing, has a slender neck and a slender waist, but below the waist, she suddenly becomes rounded.
Above the waist, two heavy pieces of papaya were pressing heavily on the corset, and the ravines were deep and eye-catching.
Liu Sheng's eyes became hot instantly.
"Everyone, the pairing is over. Now let's throw the pot. The last ten will drink. The first one can enjoy Miss Muyan's solo dance for him!"
The oiran lady stood up from the scene, took a pot of arrows from a maid, and then ordered the maid to open the window on the side of the wine house.
Thirty steps away from the window, two lanterns were hung, and under the lanterns, a porcelain pot was placed.
"Today is really a blessing. I actually have the opportunity to watch Miss Muyan's solo dance."
A middle-aged man who looked like a wealthy gentleman stood up from the house immediately after hearing this.
"Yes, Miss Muyan hasn't danced for a long time..."
Others were also talking.
Since the Yue Hongfeng incident half a year ago, Mu Yan is said to have never danced in public again.
"I'll go first!"
The middle-aged man who looked like a wealthy gentleman had already stood up. At this time, he even more excitedly took three arrows from Miss Mu Yan and walked to the window.
This middle-aged man possesses a seventh-level martial arts cultivation. A green light shines through his eyes, locking the white porcelain pot in his eyes.
"Don't worry, let the slave family announce the rules of pot throwing."
Just when the middle-aged man was about to throw the pot, the girl Mu Yan said softly.
