[Comprehensive martial arts] I am afraid of my prosperous beauty

Once out of the hall, all the emotions in Ye Qing's body faded instantly, and she became calm again.

He lowered his eyes slightly and thought for a moment, then returned to the guest room where he was temporarily staying, ordered his servants to bring pens, ink, paper and inkstones for painting, and then spread out the paper and began to draw without distraction.

It didn't know when it started to rain lightly outside the window, and the pattering sound made the room even more quiet. Ye Qing was completely focused on the painting, and didn't notice when there was an extra person in the room.

Drinking tea, Xiuyun stared blankly at the man who was painting with his head bowed, not daring to make a sound. From her perspective, she could only see the cold mask and the beautifully lined jaw.But the shocking side in the morning has been deeply imprinted in her heart, thinking of that face that is hard to draw with ink and ink, the eyes that stared at the other person's figure couldn't help being a little obsessed.

I really want to get closer... a little closer...

If only I could touch...

At this time, there was a thunderstorm outside the window, and the sound of the rain became louder and more urgent. Ye Qing put down her pen, moved her wrist, and looked up to see the girl in the morning standing at the door with a tray and staring at him blankly. His shoulders were wet by the rain that came in with the wind, but he didn't respond.

"Send tea? Come in..." Ye Qing was very satisfied that the other party didn't directly come in to disturb his work.

Only then did Xiuyun come back to her senses, she walked to the table with her head down and took the tea, and served it to Ye Qing with both hands.

Ye Qing took a couple of sips, saw that she was still standing there, and asked calmly, "Is there anything else?"

Xiuyun replied in a voice as low as a gnat, "My lord, the cup..."

This was the first time Ye Qing encountered someone waiting for a cup after delivering the drinks.

He took another sip, covered the cup and handed it back, "Go out..."

Xiuyun answered in a low voice, and then quietly exited the door with the tray in her hand. The fierce heartbeat just stepped out of the threshold was hard to restrain, and her face blushed completely.

She walked into the tea room in a hurry, and was relieved to see that there was no one inside. Then she put down the tray, and gently traced the teacup Ye Qing used with her fingertips inch by inch, with a smile on her face involuntarily.

Ye Qing didn't go to the hall for lunch, but used it directly in the room. After eating, he took a rest for a while, and then picked up the pen to color the painting in the morning. He did it very meticulously, and tried his best to let people know This painting is carefully drawn, and the person in the painting has a special meaning to the painter.

After the color was finished, he studied the ink again, and wrote in the blank space: Once the sea was too difficult for water, except Wushan is not a cloud.

After finishing writing, he put down his pen and looked at it for a while, and added a few more strokes before he was completely satisfied.I saw a woman in a green skirt standing on the paper, smiling sweetly, graceful and graceful, lifelike, as if she would walk out of the painting in the next second.

Most importantly, her face looked like Lin Shiyin's.

It is impossible for Ye Qing to marry Lin Shiyin in three days. If Li Xunhuan's plan to marry her to Long Xiaoyun cannot be dispelled within three days, then Li Xunhuan will "accidentally" see this painting within three days, and then find out He was willing to marry Lin Shiyin just because he wanted to use her as a substitute for the "truth".

After all, being a scumbag for the first time was inexperienced, so Ye Qing could only recall what she had seen and heard before and tried one by one.

In terms of scum, who can compare to those rich second-generation dudes who eat, drink and have fun all day long, and occasionally like to play emotional games?

While waiting for the painting to dry, Ye Qing was seriously thinking about what other scumbags could put on her head, and then found that there was still one of the most common romantic attributes that hadn't been highlighted yet.

He immediately edited a letter and sent someone to send it to Lin Shiyin. Since he knew that the relationship between men and women in this world is not as open as he thought, he decided not to meet Lin Shiyin unless necessary.

Lin Shiyin's reply came quickly, and in addition to a few words of gratitude, she also sent 200 taels of silver.

Loitering requires money, and Ye Qing doesn't have it, so he directly wrote to Lin Shiyin to ask for it, and he didn't feel a little ashamed about it. Although the intention was to do a task, in the end it was still helping Lin Shiyin. What is needed, naturally we must do our best in the process, so that we can cooperate happily.

The rain stopped in the evening, and Ye Qing didn't even eat dinner, so she changed her clothes and opened the map, and went straight to the fireworks alley where she first saw Li Xunhuan.

When other places are less crowded, this street just wakes up from the slumber of the day, the melodious music of silk and bamboo floats from the pavilions, and the girls in red and green leaning against the railing upstairs, With a charming smile, she waved a handkerchief to every passing man downstairs to invite, and occasionally threw the handkerchief to passers-by, and when the other party caught the handkerchief and looked over, she threw out the ecstasy without shyness. While winking, she lured the other party into the building with soft words.

Ye Qing didn't think too much, and went directly to the house where Li Xun Huan came out that day. As soon as he entered the door, he could clearly feel that this house was very different from those glamorous paintings.

The bead curtains were hanging down, and the decoration was elegant. It didn't have that strong fragrance of makeup and powder, but a kind of elegant fragrance, and there was no frivolous teasing or talking, which made people wonder if they came to the wrong place.

The sound of Ye Qing entering through the curtain alarmed the parrot on the shelf by the door. It tilted its head to look at Ye Qing for a moment, then flapped its wings and shouted loudly, "Dear guest, serve tea! Honorable guest, serve tea!"

After yelling three times in a row, he suddenly flew up from the shelf and landed on Ye Qing's shoulder, and said in a coquettish voice, "Qingqing Zijin, take my heart. But for the sake of you, I have pondered until now."

"As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless people in the world."

"I only hope that the king's heart is like mine, and I will definitely live up to my lovesickness."

"I don't regret it when the belt gradually widens, and it makes people haggard for Yixiao."

Ye Qing: "Shut up."

There was a sudden chuckle from behind a bead curtain, and then a woman in Tsing Yi came out. She had cloudy temples and brows, and a graceful bearing. Although she was already in her mid-mature, she still had a charming charm. If she hadn't seen her in this fireworks alley I probably thought it was the noble lady of some family.

"It seems that this little thing likes you very much, and this is the first time I have seen him look so attentive." The woman said with a smile. She only put on light makeup on her face, and her smile was neither flattering nor pretentious. It's extremely comfortable.

Ye Qing has already realized that this is not an ordinary brothel, just like modern clubs are divided into different classes, this place is obviously a very high-level brothel, not an ordinary brothel.

Not all brothels deserve to be called brothels, only the most high-end ones can be named after it, and the customers who come and go have a clear positioning, generally either rich or noble or talented.And most of the girls in it have both sex and art, performing arts but not selling themselves, and whether they want to have special relationships with customers is entirely voluntary, and some even choose customers rather than being chosen by them.

Should it be said that it is the place chosen by a Tanhualang?

"Can you make it shut up?" Ye Qing grabbed the parrot that was madly reading love poems to him from his shoulder and handed it to the woman.

The woman took it, but didn't let him shut up, but directly handed it to a maid to take her to the back so as not to disturb the guests, and then asked with a smile, "Is this your first time here, sir? Is there any beauty you want for a while?" "

Ye Qing asked directly, "Does Li Tanhua come here often?"

"The young master is talking about that little Li Tanhua?"

Ye Qing: "Not bad..."

The woman said: "He is indeed a frequent visitor here. Li Tanhua is extremely talented and has a good personality. The girls also admire him..."

Those brothel women who are proficient in poetry and books are of course the favorite of talents who are equally talented, not to mention that Li Xunhuan is also handsome and has a rich family. He can be called the lover of brothel women's dreams. Do you have any confidante?"

The woman in Tsing Yi didn't have any sense of protecting her customers, so she replied with a smile, "I don't have a confidante, but the one who is closest to him is the girl Shuang'er in the building."

Ye Qing said that he wanted to meet this Shuang'er girl.

The woman in Tsing Yi showed a comprehensible expression, didn't say anything more, and directly called a maid to take him upstairs to wait for Miss Shuang'er, and then the maid took Ye Qing on a journey that cost money every step of the way.

First, I poured him a cup of tea, priced at 20 taels, called "Dianhuacha", then took him to the second floor and arranged for him an elegant seat, charged 50 taels of silver, called "Zhijiu", and waited for him to sit down Someone brought a menu and asked him what wine and food he would like to order.In the process, everyone he met provided him with warm and thoughtful service or greetings, and everyone received a reward in return-this kind of tip even if the guest didn't realize it at the beginning. Gently reminding you that this is the rule in the building.

After Ye Qing finished ordering, he finally got a moment of peace. The maid who brought him upstairs told him that Miss Shuang'er was still washing and dressing up, and she would come to invite Mr. Yunyun after she finished dressing up, and then she retreated.

Although more than 100 taels of silver were thrown out without even seeing the Lord's face, Ye Qing still looked calm. A lot, but not scary.

After all, people who come to this kind of place for entertainment are all after high-level fun and spiritual enjoyment. At this time, it is vulgar to talk about money, so they should treat money like waste paper, otherwise how can they have fun?

After waiting for about half an hour, the maid came to inform him that he was ready to meet Miss Shuang'er.Then he was taken to an elegantly furnished room, and he and a group of people continued to wait.

That's right, a group of people.

There were already seven or eight men waiting in this room. They were standing or sitting, some were reciting poems, some were splashing ink, and it looked like an academic exchange scene.

The servant girl who brought him told him with a smile that this was "chawei", everyone showed their strengths and showed their talents, and Miss Shuang'er would observe secretly behind the curtain and occasionally ask questions. The son's own ability.

Ye Qing: "..."

This is a high-input and low-return transaction, not for entertainment, but for fun.

As soon as the maid left, Ye Qing found an empty seat and sat down. He couldn't recite poems and compose Fu, and his calligraphy was only mediocre. He certainly couldn't compare to these ancients who had practiced hard work since childhood.Fortunately, his original intention was not to win anyone's favor, so there was no need to spend any more thought.

And those men who were trying their best to show off their talents couldn't help showing a trace of contempt on their faces when they saw that he didn't make any movements after sitting down.

It doesn't matter if you don't have any ink in your chest, but you don't even prepare a ghostwriter, so what can you use to compete with them?

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-0721:48:42-2020-07-0920:47:17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦……

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: slightly slightly slightly, 1 Shuangfeng Yuhuo;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!