This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 69 Yushengfang

Yushengfang is located on East Street, where every inch of land is worth a lot of money. Its reputation has spread far and wide, attracting scholars, wealthy businessmen, and young heroes from the martial arts world.

Men of letters and scholars come here to compose poems, drink and write lyrics; wealthy merchants come here to entertain guests and negotiate business; young heroes of the martial arts world... young people come here with a lot of passion, more strength than concentration, and their purpose of coming here is very simple.

Yushengfang is magnificent and brightly lit, with music and dancing every night and banquets every day. There are often wealthy young men and women who spend money like water. The girls there may not be too busy, but the commission is definitely better than that of Baiyun Villa and Wangjian Villa.

When mentioning Yushengfang, Xiao He's eyes lit up and he said that all the women here were good at singing and dancing, charming and beautiful, with both virtue and talent, and it was a pleasure to listen to them talk.

Xu Jixian also had a lot of complaints. These young ladies had received professional training and could make customers spend large sums of money with just three sentences. They seemed caring but were actually ruthless and were far inferior to those caring widows.

Xiang Yuan listened to crosstalk all the way.

Based on what the two said, this is roughly how Yushengfang makes money.

In Xiao He's words, a brothel is not a whorehouse, they sell art but not bodies. Yushengfang is the best place in Fengxian, Hongxiuge and Cuiyunlou are not bad either, but the quality of the courtesans is a little lower, so the traffic is much less.

In Xu Jixian's words, ordinary alcoholic drinks are sold at sky-high prices here, and you have to spend a lot of money to chat with the girls and sing songs. The key is that they are only allowed to touch their hands, which is not enough to scratch the itch and is extremely boring.

The former focuses on spiritual feedback, while the latter focuses on physical feedback, neither of which is a good thing.

The three of them walked into Yushengfang, a three-story building with a spacious hall on the first floor. The space was open and there was an exquisite performance stage. The second and third floors had independent private rooms and a corridor design. Guests could look down at the stage from the high building by opening the window.

Many arrangements are appropriate, antique, elegant, with the fragrance of flowers, gauze curtains, and clever lighting, creating a heavenly atmosphere.

With such a huge amount of money spent on decoration, it is obvious that they are not making small amounts of money.

It would be great if you could give me so much money!
Xiang Yuan followed Xiao He and met several young heroes and wealthy businessmen. Each of them was well-mannered and polite, but in his eyes, they were all suckers waiting to be slaughtered.

With this spare money, you can buy two weapons to protect yourself, wouldn’t that be great?

"Brother Xiaoyuan, don't be so stern. I've already given you your share of the money. This is a brothel, not a whorehouse. It's very elegant. You should be happy like me and Brother Xu."

Ah yes, yes, it’s the hair salon. A wash, cut and blow-dry is 50 yuan, while a wash, cut and blow-dry is 800 yuan.

Xiang Yuan didn't believe it. He observed the people's expressions and saw that they were corrupt. He guessed that this brothel would just charge more money.

Just as he was thinking, he heard Xiao He's voice: "Brother Xiaoyuan, I have made an appointment with the courtesan Miss Baoqin. Something will happen today. Don't do anything. Wait and see what I will do."

Xiang Yuan then believed that if Xiao He just wanted to have fun, he would not have specially pulled him over. The useless duo was enough to deal with them. If the information was correct, Xiao He was going to show him his skills tonight.

To put it bluntly, it's to show off one's skills and demonstrate one's means.

But the same thing goes, why do you have to show off your skills in a brothel?

I hope I don’t mess up, otherwise if the knife isn’t pulled properly, the white knife will go in and the yellow knife will come out.

There was no madam at Yushengfang, but there was a row of well-dressed maids in front of the door. Xiao He gave his name and someone led the way to the Peony Pavilion on the third floor.

It is a very large room with a piano platform behind the screen. When you sit down and open the window, you have a wide view facing the performance stage on the first floor.

Xiao He laughed and sat down, and said to Xiang Yuan proudly: "The king of peonies, the Peony Pavilion can be called the number one room in Yushengfang. Ordinary people need to queue up for two months to make an appointment. I spent a lot of effort to book it."

After saying that, he looked at Xiang Yuan with wide eyes.

Please ask me how I ordered it, and give me a chance to show off.

There's nothing to brag about. You're just the father of the Lord of Eight States!

Xiang Yuan was no match for Xiao He's thick skin, so he humbled himself for a moment and asked curiously, "Tell me, how did you order it?"

"How else can I order? I've been waiting in line for two months."

"..."

Xiang Yuan's eyelids jumped, and he wanted to kill Xiao He with a sword on the spot. He also wanted to release the funny guy to suppress Xiao He.

"It's boring. I don't usually come to Yushengfang or anything like that."

Xu Jixian pouted and grabbed Xiang Yuan's sleeve: "Brother Xiaoyuan, don't get me wrong. I'm not short of that little money. It's just that my family has fallen on hard times and I have to be frugal. I think we should go to West Street. The second one there is half the price."

What the hell, the second one is half price. When you two are performing crosstalk, don’t involve Xiang.

Xiang Yuan snorted coldly, disdaining to sit at the same table with the two of them. He stood up and stood in front of the window, and saw a performance starting on the stage on the first floor. There were graceful singing and dancing, and melodious music. The women all had outstanding looks and were indeed very elegant.

Then, some played the piano, some danced solo, and everyone showed off their talents, which drew endless cheers from the second and third floors.

There were also sounds of rewards, ranging from a hundred taels to a thousand taels, and everyone was working very hard.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, did you see that? This is why I don't like coming to Yushengfang. It's too plain. Too dark. They want to empty my wallet just by twisting their waists and humming their voices. There's no such thing." Xu Jixian approached Xiang Yuan and scolded him righteously.

Believe in you!
Xiang Yuan didn't want Xu Jixian's dark face to appear in his sight, so he turned his head slightly, and Xiao He's playful smile squeezed in.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, look! The girl holding the zither is on stage. When she finishes her song, I will let her into the house to touch your little hand." "..."

Xiang Yuan rolled his eyes, feeling sorry for who he was, as he had never touched a girl’s little... Wow, what a beautiful little hand.

Xiang Yuan was standing high up and seeing far away. He saw a woman coming up on the stage with a guqin in her arms. She was wearing a long green dress and light makeup. Her jet-black hair was lightly tied into a bun with a few strands of hair hanging down at her temples. Her eyebrows were like distant green mountains and her lips were like peach blossoms in March. She had a quiet temperament and was isolated from the world. She was completely focused on her guqin art.

The ten slender fingers playing the piano dance nimbly on the strings. Her emotions fluctuate with the rise and fall of the piano sound. Her joy, anger, sorrow and happiness can't help but move people, as if they can penetrate the soul and resonate with people.

After the song ends, I feel relaxed and happy.

Xiang Yuan nodded secretly. What an amazing piano skill she has. She deserves to be the most beautiful girl.

There was silence in Yushengfang, as if the sound of music was lingering in the air. The guests could not bear to disturb the atmosphere. Someone started to give tips, and Xiang Yuan was frightened when he heard the amounts.

There are still many rich people!
It was a good thing that my uncle died early, otherwise he would have taken over our bodies and tied us all up with a gloomy wind.

Looking around, Xu Jixian, who had betrayed Cao, looked greedy, and Xiao He was rubbing his hands like a fly, also very greedy.

"Xiao Shishi, now is the time for you to show your skills. Why don't you reward me with ten thousand taels of silver?" Xiang Yuan said in a coaxing manner.

"The best steel should be used on the blade, not on a whim..."

Xiao He muttered to himself that Fengxian was not the capital of gods, and there was no point in fighting for supremacy here, as it would simply lower the level of his vision.

What level is it, competing with the Xiao family of Shendu for the ranking!

Xiao He's words made sense, but Xiang Yuan knew that, apart from the funds from the Imperial City Administration, the pocket money his father gave Xiao He every month was not much, and Xiao He's personality was that of an unlikable son, so it was impossible for him to have a huge amount of money.

It is not impossible to embezzle the funds of the Imperial City Bureau, but the purse is in Wang Wenxu's hands, and the old man will not allocate funds to let Xiao He be the scapegoat in Yushengfang.

This is not a matter of turning a blind eye. Unless Wang Wenxu kicks his legs, there is no point in talking about it.

After squeezing Xiao He, Xiang Yuan felt very happy and sat back in his seat triumphantly.

As I was smiling, I suddenly realized something was wrong.

It’s bad, I was dragged into familiar territory by a funny guy!

Xiao He had seen Xiang Yuan's true face and knew that he was a funny guy at heart. He was just acting like a gentleman. When he was not serious, he was more serious than anyone else. He kept teasing Xiang Yuan to make him tear off his hypocritical mask.

There was a light knock on the door, and two maids pushed it open and walked in. They waited until the girl with the zither came in before slowly closing the door.

"The three gentlemen are polite."

The voice is soft and sticky, with a very high sugar content. It is weak but also a little cold and arrogant, which makes people want to protect her out of helplessness.

Xu Jixian immediately breathed heavily through his nose. Xiao He nodded slightly, rubbing his hands together and acting like a serious person, saying that the Xiao family in Shendu had seen many storms and waves, and that they had seen at least eight hundred people like Baoqin.

The acting of both of them fits their characters. Xiang Yuan pondered his own character, that of a gentleman, so he did not look sideways.

However, Baoqin was indeed very beautiful. Among all the women Xiang Yuan had seen, Sima Qingyan was far inferior to her.

It's not the disparity in appearance and temperament, but her skill of making people feel pity for her. Sima Qingyan is okay when she uses a sword to chop people, but if she is asked to seduce men, she will probably have difficulty even throwing a wink.

Comparing Baoqin with other women he had met, Xiang Yuan thought that she was stunningly beautiful, but she was like a luxury car that consumed a lot of fuel. Pah, she was not a fuel-efficient lamp at all.

He sat down with his zither in his arms. Xu Jixian and Xiao He immediately surrounded him, sandwiching him on the left and right. With just a change of seats, Xiang Yuan and he immediately sat opposite each other.

Baoqin smiled slightly, looked Xiang Yuan up and down, and asked curiously, "Why does this young man carry a sword? Is he also a famous young hero in the martial arts world?"

"No, my brother Xiaoyuan is not one of those common people. He is good at literature, martial arts and poetry!"

As soon as Xiao He finished speaking, Xu Jixian took over and recited Xiang Yuan's original work "Mercy of Farmers".

Baoqin kept smiling. When he first heard the poem, he couldn't understand what was so profound about it, so he praised it as usual.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, stop daydreaming. What's so good about that cup of tea? With the beautiful scenery tonight, you should be inspired to write a poem about the girl holding the zither." Xiao He said.

Xiang Yuan ignored her. It was not that he couldn't copy it out. He knew quite a few poems that suited the style of a brothel. For example, Liu Sandian, named after the girl who paid the bill three times a night, could compose several original poems for him.

But there was no need to do so. Just holding a zither was not worth offending the ancient sages.

"Brother Xiaoyuan is still so shy, let's not talk about him. Miss Baoqin, I have heard of your great name for a long time, and after seeing you today, I find that your reputation is well-deserved..."

Xiao He started talking a lot, and Xu Jixian was beside him and I did the same. They were both useless people, and they were racking their brains to pretend to be elegant, and they were so embarrassed that their faces turned red.

Baoqin had little interest in the two of them. Hmm, haha, you're right. She still acted aloof and kept her eyes on Xiang Yuan from time to time. Every time she looked away, she would pick up the teacup and take a sip.

Little brother, you smell so good!

(End of this chapter)