Chapter 18 Nine Clothes

Chang Sun Chong, Li Huai Ren, and Cheng Chu Mo visited together, each dragging a cart of gifts. Knowing Yun Ye’s personality, they didn’t bring any medicinal herbs, brocade, calligraphy, or the four treasures of the study. The huge coral, the whole piece of jade, and the agate that two people could only move, made Yun Ye’s heart bloom. Right, this is the way to see patients. Seeing these diseases is a big help.

Unlike Li Chengqian, who brought over two large boxes of books, saying that reading more books would be good for the patient’s recovery. The books were poorly printed, not to mention the fact that he had the nerve to say that they were treasures from the imperial palace and that he had gone to great lengths to get them. He didn’t give a good impression, but Li Chengqian was a natural-born scoundrel who took advantage of his status as a prince to loot the Yun family. The old lady, who usually keeps a tighter watch on the family than a prison guard, actually encouraged the prince to take more, saying that he could take whatever he wanted, including new tables and chairs, new iron stoves and pots, and even the hot pot that he had just had made by the blacksmith.

Yun Ye jumped up in anger. He had planned to warm himself with a steaming hot pot of soup on such a cold day, but now it was all over. The day after tomorrow was the New Year, and it was too late to find a blacksmith. This was why Yun Ye was still hanging on with both arms, otherwise he would have already taken out his tools.

Seeing that the pea sprouts in Yun Ye’s room were growing vigorously, he slipped them into his entourage’s hands, saying that there was still green food in the middle of winter. He had never seen such tender food before, and he took it back to his mother to try it. Yun Ye closed his eyes and pretended not to see it.

The old lady respectfully invited Li Chengqian to the front hall. The cook, under the supervision of the palace guards, was trembling with fear and did his best to make a table of dishes, including braised pork, sweet and sour pork ribs, stewed pig’s feet, cold bean sprouts, and fried red sausage. The radish was cut evenly, and then sprinkled with sesame oil with garlic sprouts, which was delicious and sweet and sour.

The prince ate so well that even a beggar would be jealous. After that, he snatched the best cook in the house and made her cry.

The plague god was hard to get rid of. Before leaving, this guy patted Yun Ye’s arm and said that he should take good care of his illness. He was waiting for his brothers in the palace to study together, completely ignoring Yun Ye, who was gritting his teeth in pain, and returned home with a full load of the prince’s entourage.

The embarrassing incident became a funny story when it was mentioned in front of his brothers. After laughing, he said that he had not eaten lunch because he had heard that his brother was injured and was planning to have a meal and settle for dinner.

The food at the Yun residence never disappoints them. They don’t touch the wine, but they eat all the food. One of them packs a meal for his family to say that he wants to honor his father and mother. After sending away the servants, it was already early evening. The four brothers sat in the front hall drinking tea and chatting. They talked about the foreigners they had seen in Longyou, and the atmosphere became lively. They chased away the maidservants who served them. The living room became a world of perverts, with breasts and buttocks flying. Changsun Chong howled a few times, and the four brothers walked out in tacit agreement. Yun Ye had long wanted to see the red light district of Chang’an, Ping’anfang.

Unable to ride a horse due to his injury, the four of them squeezed into the carriage of the eldest grandson and urged the coachman to speed up, kicking and cursing. The carriage sped down Zhuque Street, and passers-by hurriedly avoided it. The night watchman didn’t even dare to ask. The carriage of the eldest grandson’s family was so well-hidden that no one had the courage to ask.

A good name, Yanlai Building, a four-story wooden building with bright lights and a crowd of people. Before they even arrived, the fragrance of makeup and perfume welcomed them. Two men shouted to clear a path.

Four gentlemen entered Yanlai Building swaying. Although one of them had his arms hanging down, which was a bit unsightly, who said that the disabled were not allowed to visit brothels? Besides, do you have to use your hands to visit a brothel?

Since ancient times, as long as it is a brothel, there will always be an old madam who knows how to be affectionate and tactful. Sure enough, before they even entered the threshold, a soft voice came over, “Ya ya ya, I said today the magpies are calling non-stop, and Miss Tingfang is not willing to come downstairs to serve customers. It turns out that it is the arrival of the young master. You haven’t been here for a while, and my daughter is crying every day.

Chang Sun Chong smiled arrogantly, reached out and hugged a woman who floated over. She was not very old, only in her twenties, and her face was pretty. She resisted Chang Sun Chong’s lewd advances and looked at the other three men with her eyes rolling.

“Don’t ask, the people who came with me are not ordinary people. Find some young girls, and then bring Tingfang to me. The food and wine are well taken care of, and you don’t need to worry about anything else.” After saying that, a pearl as big as a longan flew into the woman’s deep cleavage and disappeared.

Li Huai Ren’s saliva was flowing out, and he didn’t blink his eyes when he entered the building. This bastard was a pure carnivore. He didn’t look at the face of a woman at all, only at her breasts. The old woman deliberately puffed out her chest to make her breasts look even more majestic. Li Huai Ren was about to pounce on her, but Cheng Chu Mo quickly stopped him, not wanting to embarrass his four brothers. The beautiful woman hadn’t even seen her yet, and she was already in the hands of the old woman.

“Ha, bad guy, back in the day, my brother’s virginity was given to Yao Niang, and three years later, you couldn’t handle it either!” After saying that, he looked worn out, but his hand took the opportunity to touch Yao Niang’s towering breasts.

The old madam twisted her body to avoid him, her movements extremely skillful, clearly practiced often.

“Please follow me upstairs to the private room, gentlemen.”

The long skirt dragged on the ground, and her legs and feet were not visible. It felt as if she was floating on the floor. When they reached the stairs, her waist and hips moved rhythmically, like a dance.

Li Huai Ren stared at the round buttocks without blinking, and Cheng Chumu seemed to be uninterested in older women. He walked and chatted with Yun Ye, and as for Yun Ye, this was really child’s play for him. In his previous life, under the careful teachings of teachers such as Kuraishi and Kose, he had long been able to achieve a calm heart towards ordinary things. Wasn’t it just a woman with a few looks? Why were the bad guys so obsessed with it?

The mind of a middle-aged man, the body of a young man, now that he has entered the flower garden, he has long lost the interest of sitting on the curb and whistling at beautiful women.

The 40-50 square meter room is covered with a carpet from the Western Regions, with a tapestry hanging on the wall. In the middle is a huge copper coal stove that makes the room warm as spring. Stepping on the carpet, you can’t even reach your ankles, and it is as soft and gentle as being in the clouds. It is as delicate as a candy box, making people want to sink into the gentle world and never wake up.

Sitting behind the soft desk, looking at the several kinds of exquisite snacks on the desk, Yun Ye felt that he could not make them. The sweet cantaloupe also did not know how it had survived to the present, and he suddenly had the idea of eating it quickly.

Yao Niang bowed lightly: “The four young masters are of noble birth. I dare not ask for your names. Today, my daughter, Jiu Yi, is going out for the first time. I would be grateful if you would come and support her.

Changsun Chong smiled and said, “I know you. Pointing to Li Huiren, he said, “He is Li Qilang. This is Cheng San. As for the one with a wound on his hand, you can just call him Yun Yi.”

After the formalities were over, Yao Niang knelt on the carpet, picked up the golden pestle on the table and struck the golden bell on the low table. As the bell rang, the paintings of ladies on the inner wall turned over in an instant, and several musicians with musical instruments came out one after another, playing their instruments lightly as they walked.

When they reach the table, they form a dance formation of three in front and four behind. The pipa makes a loud sound, and the music becomes louder. The dancers either fly in the air or stand on one leg, with their naked ankles tied with white silver bells. When they lift their legs or take a step, the bells ring crisply, and they even penetrate the tinkling sound of the gong. The pipa sound suddenly became lively on the plain, and as the dancer who was playing the drum began to spin, the sound of the bells became more intense, interspersed with the long slides of the pipa, like the sound of the wind blowing through the eaves, causing the bells to ring, and like the chaotic thoughts of a woman who is eagerly waiting for her husband to return. The four lecherous men seemed to have forgotten the purpose of their visit, their eyes only seeing the long skirts fluttering, the colorful clothes flying, and the lotus-like arms quickly plucking various musical instruments. Is this the ancient dance? Yun Ye’s eyes were dazzled. The drumming suddenly stopped, as if the heavy rain had gone away and everything returned to silence. The seven dancers bowed to the ground, with their respective musical instruments placed next to them. Only their backs were undulating, as the dance had been extremely exhausting. Yun Ye, who had a hand disability, ordered the singer who had entered the room at some unknown time to take out a cloth bag from her bosom, and there were some precious stones inside. Cheng Chumo and Li Huiren also received rewards. Yao Niang’s smiling face was like a peach blossom. She was rewarded tens of thousands of strings for a dance. It was rare to meet such a generous patron. It was unknown which family’s son they were, as they were young but extraordinary. The dancer thanked and then left. A white-clad boy with rosy lips and white teeth held a walking stick in his hand, and a tall blind man carrying a lute case came in from the door. After bowing, he sat in the corner with the help of the boy, set up the lute case, and placed an ancient lute with a tattered appearance on the lute case. The simple and ancient sound of the zither is heard. Without the previous excitement, the strings are plucked once every half a minute. The sound of the zither is still ringing, and a sad and beautiful voice comes from behind the screen. The song is melodious, like a complaint: “There is a fox, slowly and slowly, in the Qiliang River. I am worried about you, my son, who has no clothes. There is a fox, slowly and slowly, in the Qiliang River. I am worried about you, my son, who has no belt. There is a fox, slowly and slowly, in the Qiliang River. I am worried about you, my son, who has no clothes.”