The girls in Baoyuelou do not embroider, they run the embroidery needle business. It is said that as long as you have a deep skill, you can grind an iron pestle into a needle, and these girls are pretty good at it...
Today they came here for leisure in disguise, so Fan Xian and his party changed into an ordinary carriage at one place, and arrived at a secluded place in the west city, and stopped in front of a three-story wooden building. A waiter in the building came out to lead the horse and put in the reins, and his movements were very agile, and a well-dressed Zhike welcomed them in.
Fan Xian twitched his eyebrows a little today, and poked a few small pockmarks on his left cheek in the same way as Si Zhe, and very skillfully made his face a little darker. In a society with underdeveloped information Here, I believe that few people can guess that he is Fan Tesi, who is now well-known in Kyoto.
Baoyue Building is a wooden building. Generally, wooden buildings need to be repaired to more than three floors, and the intervals between floors will be compressed to ensure the stability of the wooden building. However, the distance between buildings in Baoyue Building is very high, and even standing In front of the building, you can clearly see the skylight behind the building.
Fan Xian knew that the wood of this building must be the best quality wood brought in from the north, and walked into the building, his palm seemed to unconsciously brush the huge pillar by the door, confirming his judgment.
It was still early at this time, but there were already many guests sitting in the hall on the first floor, facing a small table about Zhang Fangyuan, a girl in plain clothes was playing the Guqin, the jingle was enough to clear the mind.
Fan Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling more and more that this brothel is not simple. The three of them went up to the second floor following the guidance of Zhike, and sat down at a table at the back of the building. Fan Xian sat at the side of the railing, signaling Deng Ziyue and Shi Chanli to sit down with his eyes. Sitting leaning on the railing, his gaze was lowered slightly, and he noticed that under the railing was painted with green and gold lacquer to depict the picture of the fairy palace. He couldn't help but think of this newly opened building. Even the details are so luxuriously done. The owner's financial resources are indeed strong. It seems that Mu Tie's judgment is not wrong, it must have something to do with those princes.
This Baoyue Tower is indeed eccentric, and this eccentricity comes from elegance and inappropriateness.
Out of style, out of the brothel paradigm.
There was no male tortoise to greet her, no procuress to coax her with makeup, and even a few charming women with bare breasts and veils. They had a fresh smell, and they didn't look like a brothel at all. Fan Xian has been in Beijing for a year and a half, and he has set foot in this kind of sensual venue several times, but this is the first time he has encountered such a pattern. When he leaned on the railing and looked out, his heart skipped a beat again.
This building stands facing the street, the place is secluded, but behind the building is a lake, the lake is long and narrow, it is the famous thin lake in Kyoto.
Several people sat by the railing, feeling the cool autumn breeze gently blowing over the lake, feeling indescribably comfortable. Fan Xian couldn't help but patted the railing, and squinted his eyes - behind the building, there were many independent small courtyards built along the banks of the Slender Lake, just hidden among the autumn trees, occasionally revealing the white gray courtyard walls, extremely elegant. It's just that his eyes are very sharp. He had already seen the sewage gutter behind a small courtyard, faintly stained with silk, pink and greasy red, and knew that there were many girls living in it. It seems that the front of Baoyuelou is just a restaurant for welcoming guests. The happy place is in those small courtyards.
Just like visiting a famous mountain, it needs to be covered by fog in order to arouse tourists' feeling of exploration to the greatest extent.
The three-storey wooden building of Baoyue Building is like the clouds and mist in front of the famous mountain, hiding those small courtyards behind, so as to arouse the desire of prostitutes to the greatest extent.
The operator of this brothel is indeed very intelligent. If the other party is a character who can be bought, and he does not have the lives of those prostitutes, Fan Xian may be really interested in asking him to go to the inner warehouse to take care of it.
However, Fan Xian has always held a very pure attitude towards the business of brothels. A client is a client, and a prostitute is a prostitute. One pays money, and the other sells meat. The essence of this matter cannot be erased.
He just took a few glances at the courtyard by the lake, and couldn't help shaking his head. This Ruandaozi Villa, I'm afraid it will make a lot of money a day. There was another thought, but it was a bit disturbing. He seemed to always be thinking, are there some weak women's bones buried under the soil of those elegant courtyards
When he was a little distracted, Shi Chanli had already ordered a few dishes. Baoyuelou's service was excellent, and within a short while, two servants around the age of 13 or 14 came over with food trays, and gently placed those extremely delicate porcelain dishes on the table without making a sound. Be well trained.
The food on the plate is also very tempting. A dish of camellia shrimp exudes a faint fragrance, a few bright yellow oily flowers float quietly on a small bowl of chicken soup boiled dry silk noodles, and a homemade oil-soaked beef slice is spread on top. The three-finger-wide shredded green and white scallions, and a few other side dishes are also very beautifully prepared.
After the handsome servant poured wine for the three of them, Shi Chan immediately waved them back. Fan Xian glanced at him with a smile, in his heart he admired the student's naturalness and ease, daring to make up his mind in front of his own face.
The childish wooden spoon moved slightly in the chicken soup, and the aroma that had been hiding under the soup surface suddenly burst out. Even Fan Xian couldn't help being slightly startled, took a sip of the bowl that Shi Chanli handed over, and endured I can't help but give a good compliment!
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The alias Fan Xian uses today is Young Master Chen, which he took after Chen Pingping.
On the wine table, the three enjoyed the scenery and food like ordinary friends, drinking and chatting, and only talked about anecdotes about Beijing. Deng Ziyue was the person in charge of the Qi Nian team, and he was worried about the safety of the commissioner. In such a place where he didn't know the enemy or friends, he was always a little reluctant and cautious, but under the pressure of the wine and Fan Xian's awe-inspiring gaze, he finally relaxed. some.
After drinking for three rounds, Shi Chanli finally couldn't help frowning, and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Chen, what are we here for today?"
Fan Xian chuckled, and said, "Of course I'm here to try the most luxurious enjoyment in Kyoto..." After confirming that no one was eavesdropping, he said softly, "Mu Tie told me about such a place, of course he has it." The meaning is that he dare not explain it, and there must be something hidden in it, so I will take a look when I think about it occasionally."
Shi Chanli shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "Although I also feel sorry for the woman in the building, but... the life of laughing is common in the world, and the Qing law allows it, so why should adults put themselves in danger."
Fan Xian picked up a thin, light-transmitting slice of beef with the tip of his chopsticks and put it into his lips, chewed slowly, and said with a smile: "This Baoyue Tower killed four women in a month, and the ruthlessness of the attack is This young master is also far inferior, so he is here to learn."
Shi Chanli frowned and said, "Criminal cases are all handled by the Governor of Kyoto. The Overwatch Council is only responsible for the officials of the Overwatch Council, and has no right to intervene in this matter. My lord... I think I have another idea."
Deng Ziyue drank some wine, became more courageous, and said: "What needs to be investigated is the crime of dereliction of duty by the Governor of Kyoto. And..." He glanced at Fan Xian, and after receiving permission, he said in a low voice: "This Baoyue Tower The Overwatch Council has never found out the real owner, so that's why I find it all the more weird."
Shi Chanli was shocked, thinking that the Overwatch Council's spies were all over the capital, and every prince's mansion might have nails, with many ears and eyes, and amazing strength. It only took one month to investigate the entanglement between the second prince and Xinyang. come out. On the surface, Baoyuelou was just a brothel restaurant, but the Overwatch Council couldn't find out its real owner!
He thought to himself, there is only one possibility for this matter—the owner behind the brothel and...
Fan Xian knew that he understood what he meant, and said with a smile: "This boss can actually make Badachu feel troubled. It seems that someone in the yard is covering for him."
The most powerful part of the Overwatch Council lies in its professionalism and complicated and systematic organizational structure. It is extremely difficult for the yard itself to have major loopholes. Zhu Ge appeared in one place, which shocked all those who knew it. Unexpectedly, within two days of Zhu Ge's death, someone in the Overwatch Council would start working for the princes again. This was what Fan Xian was most worried about.
He is the commissioner of the Overwatch Council, how could he allow someone to run wild on his one-acre three-point land? That's why he must come to see this moon-holding building for himself today, to see who is quietly sticking chopsticks into his bowl, and to adjust the boring life of his poor subordinates by the way.
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"Then what should the students do?" Although Shi Chanli had a calm temperament, he was a scholar after all. It was the first time he did such a thrilling thing, and his expression was a little nervous.
Fan Xian said: "You have no strength to restrain a chicken. Since I brought you with me, I just took a look at it." He patted Shi Chanli on the shoulder: "I will treat you with public money."
Shi Chanli was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized what your lord meant, and when he thought that he was not yet married, his face immediately turned red. Fan Xian was a little surprised, and said with a smile: "How can you say that you and Hou Jichang are also talented young people in Beijing, have you never visited a building before, and there are not many girls who get along with each other?"
Shi Chanli said ashamedly: "Students are incompetent, students are incompetent."
Fan Xian couldn't help laughing and said, "In this kind of place, words like incompetence can't be said casually."
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Not long after, the sky was getting late, and the sunset reflected the lake, turning into a long slanting mark, but the weather was not very good, so the golden mark on the water surface was a bit dim. The lights in Baoyue Tower turned on quickly, as if they had been enchanted by someone. In a very short period of time, countless colored lights were hung, illuminating the whole building with brilliance and reflections. Downstairs on the lake, if there are stars entering the water, it is much more eye-catching than the setting sun.
The lights are on, and Baoyue Tower is ushering in its busiest time of the day. You can vaguely see many cars and sedans parked in front of the building. Although the people who come down are all wearing ordinary clothes, they still show a sense of self-respect when walking. It seems that they are all Beijing officials who come here frequently, and most of these people are accompanied by wealthy businessmen.
Fan Xian could use the money from the Overwatch Council's official case handling to help Shi Chan start a bud, but the officials of the Sixth Ministry are still used to eating rich people, which is both safe and face-saving.
The side of the fence was a little darker, enveloping the figures of the three of them. Fan Xian squinted his eyes to see the light, but he saw a few officials who had met at the banquet before, but those high-ranking officials went directly into the box without seeing clearly who was accompanying them. After a while, the box was probably full, and the number of people on the second floor began to increase. The sound of silk and bamboo and the sound of drinking and drinking were intermingled, and it was very lively. And those women wearing tube tops and looking forward to being charming also began to walk between the buildings, and their popularity gradually increased.
Fan Xian looked at the leftovers and cold wine on his table, and thought that if the owner of this building knew his identity, it would be a different situation.
"Have a good time," he ordered.
Shi Chanli said nervously, "My lord, where are you going?"
Fan Xian replied: "I'm here to relax, of course I want to relax, as the saying goes, if you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get a tiger's cub."
He spoke softly and purely. Although Deng and Shi had to believe it, they always felt a little weird. It seems to be the same principle that if you don't enter a brothel, you won't get a prostitute.
Fan Xian said with a smile: "When you're having a good time, remember the clichés. You don't need to ask any bosses, just ask these girls' daily news. The more trivial the better. Of course, if it's inconvenient, don't ask. People see that we have other intentions, and that's the most important thing."
Deng Ziyue took a look at Mr. Tisi, and then he really believed that Mr. Tai came to investigate secretly, not prostitutes. However, it seems that it is not up to an official of his level to take action on such a small matter as a routine investigation, let alone the majestic Chief Secretary.
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At this time, the lamps in the small courtyards by the lake downstairs have been lit one by one, and kumquats are blossoming.
Deng Ziyue got up, waved his hand to call the servant, and said, "Make arrangements for our master."
The little servant reached out to take the finger-thick gold, sank slightly, and realized in shock that these three were actually high-ranking customers, so he didn't dare to neglect, so he hurriedly notified the sharp-tongued knowledgeable customers. Mr. Zhike hurried over, hinted very softly and euphemistically that he apologized for the poor hospitality earlier, and then led the three of them downstairs, carefully supporting them all the way, and chatting eloquently all the way, as if he wanted to inquire about these three Where did the Hawker come from
Fan Xian ignored him and walked forward with his hands behind his back.
Shi Chanli stood in the back and talked to the well-known guest with a smile. He only said that he was a scholar from the south of the Yangtze River.
Zhike laughed and said: "Three masters, in our Baoyue Tower, there are only things you can't think of, and there is nothing we can't do. You can play whatever you want."
While speaking, he secretly glanced at Fan Xian's back. Of course he could see that this Mr. Chen was the main character among the three today. Just looking at Mr. Chen's demeanor, he was indeed not an ordinary person, so he didn't even listen. Introducing himself, he didn't even bother to take a look at himself, guessing that he was the son of the Jiangnan family.
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The Baoyue Tower is very ingeniously designed. When you come down from the restaurant, you will arrive at the lakeside. Those courtyards where the faint voices of warblers and swallows can be heard are close at hand. The two worlds are formed by the stone paths between the grass. Contact each other, do not disturb each other, do not interfere with each other.
Under the leadership of Zhike, the three of them entered a courtyard. This room is no better than the upstairs. As soon as they entered the courtyard, several beauties greeted them. , It's as natural as welcoming your husband back home.
The room is warm, and a warm box is placed in the corner. In this early autumn weather, some spring warmth has been abruptly added. On the wooden table in one corner is a pot of fake flowers. The petals are all embroidered with southern silk, which is extremely exquisite.
Fan Xian frowned, then turned around with a smile, and said to Shi Chanli, who had a face full of embarrassment on a plump woman, "Relax, there is no tigress at home."
He untied the outer robe, and the woman next to him took it neatly, and said softly: "The wine and food that the master used, should I listen to the music at this time, or... drink more?"
Fan Xian sat on the soft couch, waved his hand and said, "Let's set up the tables again, and the singers are also needed. You can squeeze it for me first."
The woman who served him showed joy and said gratefully: "Master is really considerate." Hastily packed his coat, and another little maid poured tea outside, carefully placed it in front of the three of them, and served it A few plates of seasonal fruits, which are rare in Kyoto, climbed onto the soft couch on half-kneeling, a pair of soft yokes lightly rested on Fan Xian's shoulders, and squeezed them slowly and smoothly.
Fan Xian knew that the more he spent here, the more benefits he would get from serving his women. Feeling the strength on his shoulders, he thought that the service in Baoyuelou was really good, but he still felt uneasy when he glanced at the side. Shi Chanli, and Deng Ziyue, who looked serious and looked like he was still rectifying, couldn't help cursing in his heart that he was worthless. At first glance, they looked like two young children, which really embarrassed the Overwatch Council and himself.
The woman behind her who was rubbing Fan Xian's shoulders got lower and lower, and the two balls of tenderness directly pressed against Fan Xian's back. Fan Xian suddenly realized that he hadn't asked the girl's name, and hadn't even taken a serious look at the girl's appearance. For some reason, he was a little surprised by his calmness and ruthlessness. After a moment of silence, he asked softly, "What's your name?"
"Yan'er."
The woman's fragrant sleeves were draped over Fan Xian's chest, and her soft and plump breasts cleverly rubbed against Fan Xian's back. Blow into his earholes.
Fan Xian couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand and scratched his ear in a horrible way, and explained, "I'm ticklish."
He naturally knew that Yan'er was a pseudonym, but what was strange was that when he glanced at it earlier, although this woman was dressed heavily, she could tell that she was indeed a beauty. With such a beauty, could it be that she was just an ordinary person in Baoyue Building? Party members, can they be used to casually greet these "unknown people"
Just as the spring color was getting brighter in the room, the girl who sang the song had already entered the room. When Fan Xian saw the girl's face, his heart moved slightly, thinking that even she was snatched by Baoyuelou