The Story of Leaping from the Dragon Gate

Liqing Building's Miao Niang, as her name suggests, is distinguished by her slim and graceful figure.Although her appearance is not top-notch, she has a soft and charming temperament, and she also has a good conversation style. She is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is especially good at dancing.In terms of comprehensive strength, it is one of the best among peers in Sajin Street.

Even though she has seen countless people in the entertainment venue, when faced with a weird and frightening client named Dugu, she also has fifteen buckets in her heart, jumping up and down.There are more than ten pieces of colorful Shu brocade piled up on the table, which makes people's eyes dazzle.Shu brocade is difficult to weave and its output is limited.Except for the tribute to the court, the supply to the market has never been in short supply, and even the rich may not be able to buy it.

My mother couldn't help thinking, if such a pile were displayed in spring when the oirans were ordered, it would be so grand and dignified that other dancers would stand aside.However, as soon as Dugu opened his mouth, all these charming thoughts left in shock.How many customers with unusual tempers have I received, and I have never seen such ones, paying such a huge price, just to find out how another man prostitutes.

Resisting not to look at the shining brocade in front of her, my mother frowned and said: "Guests, don't embarrass the slave family. The guests are all parents, loving Tan Lang, and my mother will never betray her trust. The place of fireworks also has its rules and regulations. If My Lady complies with the wishes of the guests, and accidentally let others know about it in the future, how will she gain a foothold?"

Dugu put a colorful brocade in front of her, with an indifferent expression and a low voice, full of temptation and persuasiveness: "As long as you don't tell it yourself, no third person will know. Small things are far from hurting the world and reason." , just doing me a small favor." There were two ambiguous laughs in his nasal cavity, "If you want to tame this little wild horse, you must first know how naughty he is."

My mother's heart trembled when he laughed, and she peeked at the man opposite, he was really the best of the best, but the way the other man looked at her before was obviously without any warmth. There was a wave of stagnant water for no reason.My mother's eyes are so professional in analyzing men, and when she contacted the meaning of those few words, she immediately felt as if a basin of cold water was poured on her head. Not only did she understand it with her eyes, she also understood it in her heart.

Mr. Song who came the night before yesterday, regardless of his identity and background, is also regarded as the top grade among the top grades.Different from the one in front of him, he looked at himself with warmth and affection.Even if he couldn't bring out half a foot of Shu brocade, just talking and laughing was enough to make people's hearts flutter.It's a pity that, as a woman with professional ethics, who is not allowed to act on the heartbeat?

My mother rationalized her thoughts, raised her hand to stroke her temple hair, and gave up another cup of tea.Seeing that Dugu Mian was not moving, he took a sip by himself.Just like socializing with every normal client, with rolling eyes and a soft voice, he speaks slowly.

"This Song Gongzi is really a handsome and outstanding person. Usually when guests come to our place, there is only the rule of host and guest. They can do whatever they like. But when he came in, he asked me instead. What do you like to do." My mother couldn't help showing a smile, "I said a few things, but he actually started to worry, saying that he was playful and never studied since he was a child, and he couldn't cope with calligraphy and painting. I tried to say two things. Lu, he is very happy. This night we gambled on Shuanglu. First, we gambled on wine, but later Mr. Song sympathized with my family’s inability to drink, so he changed the bet to jokes. My family talked three or five times, and I couldn’t make up more. After drinking a little bit, I danced two dances..."

While listening to Dugu, he recalled the past of gambling with Song Wei in the Jiaozhi Palace on New Year's Eve, and his heart was sore like a pile of old vinegar ointment that had been soaked for an unknown amount of time.

My mother quietly glanced at him, hesitating anxiously, not knowing whether to say something next, or to what extent it was appropriate.At this moment, Mr. Xue San came to kick the door.

After dismissing Third Young Master Xue, Dugu sat back with a blank expression on his face, and put a piece of Shu brocade in front of my mother: "To be honest, listen well, this one is yours too."

My mother weighed the meaning of the word "real" in her heart, and then continued.

"My family never thought that Mr. Song has a lot of knowledge about dance. Not only did he give some pointers on Huxuan dance, but he also told me the strengths and weaknesses of Nanman dance and Cochin dance. I have a lot of experience, but I don’t want to be far behind Mr. Song. After dancing three dances, Mr. Song is considerate of my family’s lack of strength, and allows me to change my bet.”

My mother couldn't help but glanced at Dugu again, unexpectedly the other party didn't say anything, just put a piece of Sichuan brocade in front of her.She was frightened by the silky light of brocade in her eyes, but she was already on the verge of riding a tiger, whether it was good or bad.Finally, there was an imperceptible trill in the soft tone: "Young Master Song agrees with my family, and every time you lose a game, he will kiss you once..."

To be a daughter-in-law and reach the level of my mother, [-] degrees of nightly salary is just a threshold price.After entering the door, the extent of the night's fun depends not only on the generosity of the benefactor, but also on the host's mood.Usually it is necessary to really take off the clothes and make a skin-to-skin contact. Unless you really see it right, you can't get to that point without some decent head-wrapping jewelry.Occasionally there are rude and rude customers, but as we all know, high-end brothels and high-end women always have something behind them, and they are not shy about this.What's more, Shifeng pays attention to elegance and sentiment, and the vulgar nouveau riche is destined to be ridiculed, and there is no market at all.

Song Wei got into my mother's room, but there were only a few copper coins left in her pocket, and she couldn't take anything out.But I couldn't help him with his natural good-natured face and clever mouth, so my mother knew that he was just Weng Shijiu's servant, so she thought about spending the spring night together.Half pushed and half agreed, between drunk and wakeful, letting Song Wei kiss and make love all the way, he was very considerate and agreeable, thinking in his heart that it would not be in vain for him to get it to the end like this.

Unfortunately……

"For a person like Mr. Song, no matter how you want my servant to serve you, he is willing." Seeing that Dugu's tense face was about to crack, she said hastily, "I never thought that he would be such a rare and gentle gentleman. I feel unwell when I'm drunk, I'm exhausted after dancing, and I don't want to make my family reluctantly agree..."

Dugu's eyes widened suddenly: "What do you mean? You mean...he kissed you from head to toe, but didn't finish it?"

My mother was already shy, but when she heard such a vulgar and straightforward sentence from him, her face turned red.Before he could think deeply, he said impulsively: "Young Master Song will meet with me next time, which shows that the love is deep and meaningful, and it is not comparable to ordinary disciples."

The real entertainers, especially the aristocrats who make a career out of it, rarely get straight to the point when they come up, and they often have to spend a lot of thought to make a prostitute look like a love affair.Song Wei's set is exactly the performance of Shangdao.

Dugu Mian suddenly sneered: "Next time? He still has money to whore next time?"

If it is said that at the beginning, in terms of appearance and wealth, My Lady still had a good impression of him, but by now it has completely degenerated into a negative value.There is nothing more impolite than saying the word whore to a girl.My lady's pretty face flushed red: "Young Master Yuwen, I don't care about the relationship between Young Master Song and you. To my family, both of you are distinguished guests. Please don't wantonly slander Young Master Song in front of me. He promised two After a month, once you win the kick-jutting competition, you will come to visit me. The servants think that Mr. Song is sincere and open-minded, and I don’t know how much he has won against others!"

After Dugu went to a brothel, he borrowed his mother's surname and family name, told others that his name was Yuwen Runze, and he came to Xidu from the capital to visit relatives.

He said it harshly, but his heart was actually full of joy, it was like a flock of sparrows jumping on the tip of his heart.He also pays attention to the aristocratic demeanor on weekdays, but every time he is with Song Wei, he is too vulgar and vulgar, and he gets carried away for a while, and he can't restrain himself, which annoys My Lady, a famous prostitute in the western capital.

He thought quickly, stood up immediately, and apologized: "I'm sorry. I made a mistake in my words, and I was rude." He pushed all the remaining pieces of Shu brocade piled up on his side to my mother, "I still have something wrong. My love is nothing more than a little effort for my mother, but the beauty of adulthood is for me the meaning of rebirth, the grace of rebirth, I hope my mother will show mercy and help." After finishing speaking, she quietly waited for a reply.

Dugu didn't wait too long.My mother pretended not to look at the million-dollar brocade in front of her eyes, and said politely: "If I can do what I can, I will do the work of a dog and a horse for my son."

Dugu smiled: "It's very simple. I can't always guard in Xidu, you watch Song Wei for me, don't let other women, and men, get his ideas. I know you have a way, you can definitely do it. Still Yes, I don't care how you hang him, just one thing, you are not allowed to hook him into your bed. After the matter is done, there will be another reward. If it doesn't work..."

My mother couldn't help asking: "What if it doesn't work?"

"If it doesn't work, I will redeem you and bring you into the mansion. You can figure it out yourself."

My mother shivered for a moment, and bowed her head: "My mother knows. This matter is not easy, please give me a deadline."

Dugu narrowed his eyes and thought for a while: "Just half a year."

With this time limit, the conditions are not too harsh.My mother nodded in agreement.

After Dugu walked out of the gate of Liqing Building, it was already midnight.After the matter was settled, he was too lazy to linger here, so he rejected my mother's suggestion to stay overnight, got up and left.Unexpectedly, just a few feet away, I realized that something was wrong around me.

He just finished the ancestor worship ceremony on the first day, and invited many local officials, celebrities, aristocratic families and noble representatives from the western capital to watch the ceremony.I thought to myself, could someone dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head, take advantage of his rare visit to a brothel, and assassinate him halfway?But the possibility of this is too low. Although he has accepted the title, he has never been close to the princes, and the Western Capital is not the center of power struggle.No matter how you look at it, you can only be wooed and flattered, not assassinated and conspired.

On this trip to the brothel, there were only two bodyguards accompanying him. Before that, Qin Xian followed inside and Mou Ping stood guard outside the door.At this time, Mu Ping was just about to suggest Lord Hou to hide in the shade, in case the other party had long-range weapons such as bows and arrows, the enemy had already appeared on his own initiative.

Xue Xuan led a group of servants, armed with weapons, and swarmed forward, fierce and silent.

It turned out that Mr. Xue San was thrown directly out of the gate of Liqing Building by Qin guards, how could he swallow this bad breath.But after all, he is not a brainless stunned young man, he is playing outside, and he is very careful not to cause trouble for his father who is an official and himself.Returning home bitterly, he ordered his subordinates together, and summoned a few good fighters, and a group of them ambushed near the Liqing Building, waiting for Dugu's master and servant to come out, and ambushed halfway.He was also worried that it would be difficult to be seen by people until morning.Unexpectedly, the enemy came out at this moment.With a whistle, the copy guy rushed up.There are gang fights on the road in the middle of the night, as long as no one is killed, who cares if they break up afterward.

Dugu is in a good mood.Hearing Qin Xian say that it was the boy who was kicked out of the brothel first, he raised his eyebrows, and he had the right to exercise his muscles and bones, and let go of his hands and feet to beat people.Three against more than a dozen, attacking only where the flesh hurts and the muscles are numb, the sword was not drawn, and there was not a drop of blood. They all beat Xue Xuan and his gang to the ground, hugging their hands and feet and crying.Duke Dugu brushed off his sleeves, got on his horse and left with a grin.

Of course Song Wei didn't know all this.In the morning, he went to the eastern suburbs for training as usual.It has been scheduled for the Double Ninth Festival that there will be an autumn shooting competition among several powerful companies.Playing on the field and gambling off the field have long been practiced.Weng Huan was going to take out the bottom of the box and bet on his family to win. It is said that Xue Sanlang's sister planned to take out the dowry to bet.There are still more than two months between the games, and those who are good at this way are already making a lot of noise about winning or losing.There is no doubt that if you can win the final championship, you just need to put money in the box.

The competition is coming soon, and Song Wei has to ask for leave, and Weng Huan's face is a little ugly.But he also knew that this guy was just like the stinky horse with his temper, getting more and more twisted.If you want to use him, you can only coax him to let him go.Coming out of Weng's family forest, Song Wei saw Qin Xian waiting by the roadside in casual clothes.

The Qin guard asked: "Master Song has a horse? Why do you still ride a donkey?"

Song Wei patted En Ang: "Isn't it, is it familiar with your Lord Hou? It's easy to deal with acquaintances."

Qin Xian was delighted.He patiently accompanied Song Wei back to Fanfang, waited for him to take a bath, change clothes and pick up things, and then go to the appointment of Lord Hou together.

Since Song Wei came back from the south, she changed her job as a polo player, her social circle is very different from the past, the neighbors in the neighborhood can at most meet and exchange a few words, and they don't have the old days of wandering around.Passing Granny Sa's pancake stand, he rode on the back of a donkey and yelled as a greeting, and he was gone in a blink of an eye.

Sa Xiaomei looked at his back, her eyes were red.

Granny Sa stroked her granddaughter's hair: "Don't look at it. Our temple is too small to hold a big Bodhisattva."

Song Wei walked with Qin Xian for a while, and became more and more familiar with each other, and it was clear that it was the way to Dugu Mansion in Changningfang.He reined in and stopped.He thought Dugu must have chosen a certain restaurant, because he believed that he understood how much he didn't want to revisit the old place.

Qin Xian seemed to have expected it, and explained respectfully and humbly in a low voice: "Since the fire broke out last time, the mansion took advantage of the opportunity of restoration to remodel it. It is an old house, and it should have been refurbished long ago. The servants also They were all strictly rectified, and almost all of them were replaced. Yesterday when Master Hou went out, he was conspired against. Fortunately, God bless, nothing went wrong. It’s just that it’s not good to go out again. I’m afraid that someone who cares will see it and get hurt for no reason. son."

Qin Xian looked at him pitifully, and his face was full of pleading: "Master Hou said that the young master likes to drink yokan, and he is watching in the back kitchen himself right now."