Big Sister Bingshan was warmed by me

For a whole month, Zhou Yang lived a life where he opened his mouth for food and stretched out his hands for clothes.Although Aunt Liu is in charge of this family, everyone knows that Zhou Yang is actually the head of the family.

As the head of the family, Zhou Yang naturally woke up from sleep and stretched his waist. Wang Huahua brought face wash and mouthwash. These were Zhou Yang's requests. Er Bajing used to be a maid, so how could she know how to serve others? Zhou Yang just started to indulge in the hedonistic style of the bourgeoisie. He wanted to corrupt him, so he stipulated that Wang Huahua should be his personal maid, serving him food and drink. The night is fragrant.

Wang Huahua has thick eyebrows and big eyes, but her eyes are very weak, and her personality is docile. She has reversed her supposed heroic temperament and successfully portrayed herself as a loyal and reliable little girl. She put the washing water on the table Going up, he went to the closet next to him to help Zhou Yang pick out a moon-white dress.

Ever since he got money and bought a house, Zhou Yang has become more and more extravagant. He spent a lot of money buying two new clothes for everyone. He was even more corrupt and ordered six clothes in one go.Most of them are the favorite colors of the past, such as cyan, snow white, moon white, and blue.

Putting on this moon-white shirt, wearing brand-new cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles, and a bun on his head that Wang Huahua helped comb, Zhou Yang looked in the mirror, feeling a little regretful, "Your complexion is still a little bad, this arm is slender. Yes, I'm too short, I can't wear many nice clothes, no, I have to buy some milk and goat's milk."

Wang Huahua looked at her little master in front of the bronze mirror, and she was already familiar with it. Hearing this, she was a little puzzled and said: "Master, milk and goat's milk are smelly, but it smells bad. Do you really want to drink it?"

"Well, drink it, you can grow taller if you drink it."

"Zhou Yang, come out for dinner!" Aunt Liu had already prepared breakfast and was waiting for the two of them to go out.

Zhou Yang responded, washed his face, rinsed his mouth, rubbed his teeth twice with his fingers, and thought with some heart: "The only fly in the ointment is that there is no toothbrush and toothpaste, what willow branches, there is no toothpaste at all. It's easy to use. It seems that I have to find a way to make a toothbrush, by the way, the cow hair is rough, I should try it!"

When he finished packing and went out, Aunt Liu had already set up a table for breakfast, such as steamed buns, buns, gruel, pickles, and steamed eggs.

This is Zhou Yang's prescribed breakfast, which is not worse than later generations. It is rich in nutrition and is most suitable for children who are growing up.

At this time, the only ones who hadn't eaten yet were Zhou Yang and Wang Huahua. They both had big appetites, and they ate vigorously when they sat down, regardless of whether they were masters or servants.

After breakfast, Zhou Yang asked Aunt Liu: "Aunt Liu, do you know who has cows or ewes? I want to buy some milk or goat's milk, and it's best to deliver it fresh every day."

"That thing smells fishy and smells bad. What are you doing here?"

"Aunt Liu, the helper is drinking this. She said she grew tall after drinking it, hehe." Wang Huahua interjected.

Aunt Li was cleaning the yard when she heard her daughter interject and glared at her. She has been here for a month and already knows that Zhou Yang is in charge of the family.

Zhou Yang didn't care about the dignity of these masters and servants. He smiled and nodded, "Yes, I want to drink it. I am growing too slowly. I want to drink milk. Goat's milk is also fine. Aunt Liu, please help me find out , if anyone has it, it will be delivered every morning."

"Well, you are too thin and need to be supplemented. If you are used to drinking that stuff, it will really work. I will go and find out for you today."

"Okay!"

After Zhou Yang finished his explanation, he took Wang Huahua out, and the two walked through the streets until they reached Mr. Zhao's house. This guy had just finished his breakfast and was drinking tea in the living room. When he saw Zhou Yang coming over, he smiled. Said: "You came here on time today, didn't you sleep late?"

"Hey, I'm small, I still need to grow my body, it's good to sleep more."

Wang Huahua walked in together, bowed to Zhao Boyong, and stood obediently beside Zhou Yang. Seeing her coming, Zhusheng winked and wanted to talk to Wang Huahua, but strangely, the docile Wang Huahua never paid attention to him.Zhou Yang also found it very amusing, teasing the two of them from time to time.

Sitting down at this moment, Wang Huahua turned a blind eye to seeing Zhusheng winking, and couldn't help laughing: "Hey, Zhusheng, you used to bully me, now my maid will help me find the place, hum!"

Zhusheng rolled his eyes at Zhou Yang, and was about to open his mouth to speak, but saw Wang Huahua glaring at him fiercely, and he honestly dared not make any more mischief.

After teasing the two of them, Zhou Yang continued: "By the way, Zhao Boyong, I have made an agreement on where you will take me to play today. The poem I wrote last time is unprecedented. The few places I have been taken to are not fun and not worth it!"

The two had gotten to know each other well at this time, and Zhou Yang finally knew that this guy's name was Zhao Boyong, and he was the bastard son of an official family in Tokyo. He failed the imperial examination this time and was excluded at home. Naturally, he was in a bad mood, and in a fit of rage, he ran to Yangzhou City.

After buying a house last time, Zhou Yang recited Nalan Rongruo's "Mulan Ci" to Zhao Boyong. This guy was shocked by this poem as a masterpiece in the world, and he chanted it day and night obsessively , and then began to coax Zhou Yang to recite all kinds of poems, vowing to get back the book of poems that Zhou Yang burned back then.

Of course Zhou Yang refused, so Zhao Boyong spent all his money, not only postponed the trip for three months, but also presented Zhou Yang with 1000 taels of silver, and then vowed to take Zhou Yang to play and eat all over Yangzhou. Ancient poems, but I really wanted to try the feeling of "wrapping a hundred thousand guan and riding a crane down to Yangzhou", so I agreed.

No, Zhou Yang recited Lu You's "The First Spring Rain in Lin'an" three days ago. Of course, he changed it to "The First Spring Rain in Tokyo". Immediately fell in love with it, and Zhou Yang spent a few days eating, drinking and having fun because of it.

At this time Zhao Boyong heard Zhou Yang say this, and he was a little unhappy, "Hey, I said you are really a big kid, the places I Zhao Boyong took you to are the famous Taibai Building, Zhuangyuan Building, Zuixian Building, etc. in Yangzhou City. Ju, you still dislike him, so tell me, where do you want to go?"

"Hey, when I was a beggar before, I heard many old beggars say that the west street in Yangzhou City is the most fun. It seems that there are red sleeve tricks, drunk flower buildings, and Baixiang buildings. Take me to see them!"

"Ah! You unlearned bastard, do you know where that is? You just want to go! I've never been there!"

"You lied, didn't you say that you have visited Yangzhou City since you were a child?"

"Hey!" Zhao Boyong sneered angrily, can he take his own boasting seriously?But this little bastard actually wants to go to the brothel, he is so small, he can't do anything if he goes there, isn't it a waste?He glanced at Zhou Yang with his eyes: "You really want to go, let me tell you, it's useless for you to go to that place, you have to wait until you grow up!"

Of course Zhou Yang knew that Yangzhou West Street was a famous gathering place for brothels and Chu houses. What she could do as a daughter was just acting as the soul of a modern person, and she wanted to see it.Hearing the words, he said: "Don't worry about it, just take me to see and see, I just want to have fun!"

Zhao Boyong felt that he had a toothache, and it would be strange if people knew that he was taking a seven-year-old boy to a brothel, and he would not be laughed at to death, so he resolutely refused to take Zhou Yang there.

"In this way, a poem, you take me there, can you change it? You won't be afraid to go there, will you?" Zhou Yang began to resort to aggressive methods.

In the end, Zhou Yang exchanged a song "Momei" by Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty, which was the favorite quote of the leaders of later generations. Zhao Boyong compromised and took Zhou Yang to the West Street to play.

Before leaving, Zhou Yang stuffed a handful of copper coins to Wang Huahua: "Huahua, Mr. Zhao and I are going out. I'm going to buy you sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. You can go home first after eating. Don't wait for me." I wish, I don't know why Zhou Yang didn't bring himself along, his mouth pouted.

"Okay, go home early to accompany your mother, don't wander around in the street, and be careful of being caught by traffickers!"

Zhao Boyong saw Zhou Yang's little ghost comforting the maidservant who was a head taller than him. He felt it was very funny, and said with a smile: "Zhou Yang, if I didn't know that you are seven years old, I would have thought you had a spirit living in your body!"

"Ah, is it so obvious? It seems that I can't be too smart in the future!" Zhou Yang pretended to be frowning.

A while later, Zhao Boyong, Zhou Yang, and Zhusheng arrived at West Street.

"Zhao Boyong, I'm going to the biggest, most luxurious and most fun place, don't be stingy!"

"Nonsense, which one of the stores I took you to is not the most famous?" Zhao Boyong snorted, and led the two of them into the Baixiang Building with big strides. There was a scent of fragrance in front of them, and two beautifully dressed women came out.

Zhou Yang took a sip of the fragrance full of anticipation. Although the smell on the two welcome guests was a bit strong and a bit pungent, it was all natural and pollution-free rouge pollen, which was more environmentally friendly than those perfumes and fragrances of later generations. too much!

Zhou Yang followed behind Zhao Boyong, his eyes kept looking around, he was short and short, everyone just thought he was Zhao Boyong's schoolboy, nobody paid attention to him.

But this is also in line with his wishes, originally he just wanted to see and see, now he walked in with the two welcoming ladies, and saw an open lobby facing him, with dozens of redwood round tables, most of which had guests, three There are groups of five, and there are women chatting and laughing with the wine at each table.

Standing in the lobby of Baixianglou, Zhou Yang felt the laughter and curses around him. Seeing that there were so many guests coming and going, he felt a little ecstatic. My God, he finally came to the brothel Chuguan that everyone yearned for thousands of years later!It is also the land of fireworks in Yangzhou, which is described by Du Mu as "a dream of Yangzhou once in ten years, and won the reputation of a brothel".

At this time, Zhao Boyong had already followed the woman who led the way up the stairs, and felt that Zhou Yang was falling behind, so he immediately turned around, and seeing Zhou Yang looking around in a daze, with a rare and strange look, he immediately sneered, and cursed: "Stinky!" Boy, if you don't come up yet, you'll be ashamed there!"

Zhou Yang came back to his senses, laughed and followed, leaned over to Zhao Boyong and said, "Hey, I think it's quite fun here, you're going to spend money tonight, please let me have a good time!"

Zhusheng was also looking around at this time, but he felt that his eyes were not enough, so he immediately interrupted and said: "You little liar, you have cheated the young master of money, and now you are here to cheat food and drink again, young master, don't be fooled again. !" Zhao Boyong was a little dumbfounded by Zhusheng's earnestness.

Zhou Yang was in a good mood at this time, so he replied: "I didn't spend your money, look at what you are worrying about, you still think that your son's money is yours? You really don't worry about it!" Angry teeth itching, but also helpless.

Zhao Boyong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and scolded: "What are you playing with, a little bastard? I'll order a table full of pork, duck, beef, and mutton for you, and find some edible little girl's slices, and just eat Hesai with you!"

Zhou Yang chuckled, ignored him, and went to look around again.While looking at it, he asked: "Who is the oiran in this building, take me to see it!"

The woman leading the way in front heard it, turned her head and smiled and said: "This little brother, the oiran in our building is not easy to see guests, I'm afraid you won't see them today!" There was a slight contempt in her tone.

Zhou Yang pretended to be naive and asked: "Really? Could it be that he is too ugly to be scared and dare not come out?"

The woman who led the way suddenly changed her face, and said angrily: "Well, you little brother, I don't say you are rare or weird, but you are kicking your nose!"

Zhou Yang chuckled and ignored them. At this time, the three of them went upstairs, passing many rooms along the way. Every time they passed a room, Zhou Yang went to open the window to see what was going on inside, but was held tightly by Zhao Boyong.

Zhou Yang curled his lips: "What, I haven't seen it clearly yet, aren't we here to play? Why stop me?" She just wanted to see the room furnishings of the ancient brothel, and see what features or unique places , or you can also see if there are any oirans and singers in it, so feast your eyes!If it is "working" inside, hey, she is not a voyeur, she will definitely close her eyes to save the eye of a needle.

Zhao Boyong had a very headache, and regretted in his heart, if it wasn't for those good poems, why would he bring this slippery brat here to shame people.Zhusheng was also blowing his nose beside him and staring at Zhou Yang, seeing that everything was not pleasing to his eyes.

The woman leading the way despised the three of them more and more, Zhao Boyong's face was a little ugly, he didn't dare to let Zhou Yang look around, dragged Zhou Yang into a room, and closed the door with a bang!

"Hey, Zhao Boyong, what are you doing? Is this how you treat guests?"

"Hey, you cunning boy! You still drag the text with me if you can't read a word?" Zhao Boyong said angrily: "I'm saving you, who knows who is in there, in case you run into any prince or noble, I will Let's see how you die!"

Well, for the sake of fearing that something might happen to him, Zhou Yang sat down obediently, and said with a playful smile in a blink of an eye: "Hey, Zhao Boyong didn't expect you to care about me? Thank you! No, what are you doing here?"

Zhusheng interjected, "Hmph, you didn't beg my young master to come."

Zhao Boyong said: "Didn't you come to see the excitement? Haven't seen enough just now?"

Zhou Yang pouted dissatisfiedly, what is this? Wouldn’t it be a pity that he couldn’t visit the biggest brothel in Yangzhou City?

Alas, all kinds of things are good in ancient times, but there are too many rules!

Zhao Boyong saw him leaning on the chair resentfully, just now he was scurrying around like a naughty monkey, and in a blink of an eye he looked like an eggplant beaten by frost, a little funny, and said: "Forget it, for the sake of that poem, I will go Find something delicious for you, just wait!"

Hearing that it was food, Zhou Yang couldn't arouse his interest at all. What was even more hateful was that Zhao Boyong ordered Zhusheng to watch over Zhou Yang when he went out to ask people to order food.

So, in the room, Zhou Yang sat facing the door, lying on the table helplessly in a daze, while Zhusheng sat opposite and stared at him.

But after waiting for a while, no one came. It turned out that Zhao Boyong went out, but found an old acquaintance walking towards him. It was Lu Yu, one of the most playboys in Yangzhou City. When he saw Zhao Boyong, he couldn't help but grab him and go , Said to reminisce about the old days.

Zhou Yang was getting more and more bored waiting in the room.

Suddenly, there was a commotion downstairs, Zhou Yang jumped up and said loudly: "There is something exciting to watch, let's go, let's go!"

As soon as he was about to leave the stool, Zhu Sheng held him down: "You are not allowed to go anywhere, this is the son's order!"

"Okay you bastard, let go, I want to go out to play!"

The two kicked each other like cross-eyed, and neither of them obeyed the other. Suddenly, the door was kicked open with a bang, and a middle-aged man in green shirt holding a long sword staggered into the room, followed by A little girl, after the little girl came in, found someone in the room, raised her hand, and with a "hoo", something hit Zhusheng, and Zhusheng fell to the ground in response, unconscious.Then he turned his toes up and kicked twice, and the two doors closed immediately.

"Sect Master, you..." Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly found a child in the room, looking at him.

Zhou Yang was startled, he was blocked by Zhusheng just now, and the little girl in yellow shirt didn't see him.

At this moment, the two looked at each other, both a little dazed.

This little girl was about eleven or twelve years old, with handsome features and exquisite face, wearing a yellow shirt, brand new white boots with brocade patterns, and carrying a dagger on her back, making her slender and elegant.

Those eyes were quiet and seductive, with sharp eyes, they shot straight at Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang's heart flew up: martial arts, martial arts, this is martial arts!