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Chapter 16 The Winter Solstice and the Spring

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    ¡¾1¡¿Zhou Xitao in Zengguang Xianwen

    Human affection is as thin as paper,

    The world is like a new chess game.

    Tanhua Alley is a small winding street in the south of Chengdu.

    It is said that during the Tang Dynasty, a Tanhualang from the imperial court came out of this alley.  However, the bustle of this alley is not because of that Tanhua Lang, but because it is already a gathering place for prostitutes.

    Yu Rong checked house by house in Tanhua Alley, and at noon the next day, she stopped at the entrance of a relatively large and luxuriously decorated brothel.  After hesitating for a while, she made up her mind and walked into the gate of the courtyard.

    The flowers in the yard bloom beautifully, and the grass is especially green and bright.  On the steps, a five or six-year-old girl was kneeling on the steps.  Seeing the surrounding wine bags and rice bags coming in and out with their bellies shy, the tortoise came out and kicked her away, the little girl dodged and ran away, and when the tortoise left, she knelt down again, and the tortoise came to kick her again, and this happened several times.  Yu Rong explained to Mr. Gui why he came here, Mr. Gui entered the house and told the old bustard, who came out to meet Yu Rong.

    The old bustard, Liniang, is a woman in her thirties, still charming, with a plump figure, wearing a green skirt that Yu Rong has never seen before, revealing her undulating breasts.

    The old bustard asked about Yu Rong's situation, and readily agreed to Yu Rong.  Then the old bustard talked to the little girl again, "Little girl, you told Mr. Gui that you want to sell yourself to the daughter's house?"

    The little girl nodded firmly, and the madam asked her why?

    The little girl didn't hesitate, a light that didn't belong to a half-grown child loomed in her eyes, "My name is He Yuechan, my father is dead, my mother is sick, and there is a younger sister named He Yuejuan below."  A six-year-old child has to sell himself to support a family.

    Liniang looked He Yuechan up and down, and with her vicious eyes, she could tell at a glance that this child was not a good seedling - thin, with dry and messy hair, with distinct but not prominent features.  Only one pair of eyes can still see alive.

    Out of pity, the bustard took her into the daughter's building. After all, it's good to have more handymen.  He Yuechan gratefully followed behind her, rolling her eyes around.

    The old bustard said that his name is Lu Lixian, and he can call me Liniang from now on.  Yuechan nodded flatteringly and called out "Li Niang is polite." Liniang laughed at the child's flattery.

    Yu Rong didn't want to pick up all the guests, that would damage her worth.  Yu Rong asked her to wait three or four months behind closed doors in her daughter's building, and Liniang agreed to Yu Rong's request.

    Liniang led the two of them into a courtyard corridor and came to a room with two tortoises standing at the door.  They opened the door and walked in, there was a girl with a bun on the bed, about the same age as Yuechan, wearing bright clothes but crying.  Hearing the sound of the door, he raised his muddy face and timidly looked at Liniang.

    Liniang glared at the girl, and shouted: "Why are you crying? Are you dead? My daughter's building is not a place for you to cry and mourn." The words were not serious, but the girl was so frightened that she cried even louder.  up.

    Liniang pointed impatiently, "From now on, you two will share a room with her, and Yuechan will do odd jobs in the daughter's building first." She pointed to the crying girl with her chin and said, "Her name is Zhulianxiu[1].  "

    Yu Rong walked over and touched Zhu Lianxiu's crying face, "Zhu Lianxiu, my name is Zhao Yurong, and her name is He Yuechan."

    Zhulianxiu said tearfully, "My name is not Zhulianxiu, but Zhu Xiulian."

    "When you get here, you have to be called 'stage name'." Liniang sneered, and Feng Yun's eyes were full of cold reflections on Yu Rong's friendly and flattering face.

    Everyone dared not speak.

    When she was leaving, Liniang turned her head and said: "Remember, we are the most lowly and lowly people in the world when we get here. If we enter the threshold of a brothel, we have to accept this death."

    Yu Rong and Yuechan looked at each other in dismay, Yuechan's pupils showed an ignorant youth

    In the daughter's building, Zhulianxiu practiced piano, chess, calligraphy and painting all day long; while Yuechan carried a large basin of dirty clothes every day to the backyard of the daughter's building to clean.

    Yuechan's head was filled with confusion, and it was the words that Liniang taught over and over again. At one moment, she and Zhulianxiu were asked to recognize their identities, and at the same time, the ferocious Mr. Gui watched them work.

    There are always endless instructions and endless work to do.

    [2] "Zeng Guang Xian Wen" [2] Zhou Xitao

    Cherishing flowers must be checked,

    Aiyue does not comb her hair;

    Most likely choose her musculoskeletal,

    It is also romantic without applying red powder.

    A few days later, Liniang transferred Yurong to the red?, found a luxury suite, raised it, and started publicity with the stage name "Tan Siting".

    Three months later, Zhao Yurong completely whetted the man's appetite, and at the same time attracted Yuan Zhen, a big fish.  Liniang arranged for Yurong to receive Yuan Zhen tonight.

    When the child prostitutes in the daughter's building were still virgins, they all wore pigtails. When they reached the age of receiving customers, they untied the pigtails and combed them into a bun. Therefore, the first time receiving customers is also called "combing hair" [3].

    Although Yu Rong is not a virgin, but it is also the first time to receive guests, Liniang specially sent someone to dress her up.  Thirty-year-old Yu Rong, because of her natural delicate and fair appearance, coupled with her knowledge of proper makeup and grooming, is still a beauty that has not diminished her charm back then.

    [3] "Hair Combing Tune" Bao Yankuai. Lyrics Li Nini. Song

    [Song] "What's the boy next door like? The most handsome guy is the guy from East Street. What's the guy next door like? He's the guy from East Street who is helpful. Girls in the village love him, and he is the prince in girls' hearts."

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    Notes

    [1] Bead Curtain Show

    Actress of Zaju in Yuan Dynasty of China.  "The Brothel Collection" said that she is "beautiful in appearance, and the zaju is unique in today's era. She has made great achievements in driving head, Huadan, Ruanmoni, etc., and is highly praised by famous officials and scribes." It can be seen that her status among actors in Yuan zaju, Yuan Dynasty  Generations of artists from generation to generation respectfully call her "Niang Zhu".  Zhulianxiu had a very good friendship with Yuan opera writers, such as Guan Hanqing, Hu Zhixuan, Lu Zhi, Feng Zizhen, Wang Jianqiu and others often gave each other lyrics and music.

    Guan Hanqing once described her like this: "Wealth is like the purple tent of the Hou family, and the romance is like the red lotus of the Xie mansion." Another: "Ten miles of Yangzhou's scenery is beautiful, and there are immortals."

    There is one small order and one set of Zhulianxiu.  The language of his compositions is flowing and natural, expressing his persistence and innocence.  Once performed in Yangzhou, later married Hong Dangu, a Taoist priest of Qiantang, and lived in Hangzhou in his later years.

    [2] "Zengguang Xianwen" (the second episode)

    ? To ask for help, you must ask for a man, and to help others, you must ask for help when you are in a hurry.  Living for a long time makes people cheap, frequent visits and relatives are also sparse.  A real gentleman is silent in wine, but a real gentleman in money.  It is more than enough to become a Buddha if you become a monk.  Accumulating a thousand taels of money is not as good as explaining the scriptures clearly.  Raising a son without education is like raising a donkey, and raising a daughter without education is like raising a pig.  If you have fields but don't cultivate warehouses and granaries, you will be foolish if you have books but don't read them.  The warehouses are empty and the years are exhausted, and the children and grandchildren are stupid and have little etiquette.  Listening to what you say is better than reading ten years of books.  People don't know the past and present, horses and cows are like skirts.  There are countless people in the vast world, which man is the husband?  Baijiu is brewed to welcome guests, and gold is scattered to receive books.  Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.  A fire broke out at the gate of the city, which affected the fish in the pond.  Growing embroidered grass before the court is worse than nothing.  If you want to live and be rich, you must work hard.  A hundred years is not enough, once it is broken, it will be more than enough.  The human heart is like iron, and the law is like a furnace.  There is not enough benevolence, but more than deterioration.  If the water is clear, there will be no fish, and if people are too anxious, there will be no wisdom.  The wise are halved, and the foolish are none.  At home by the father, married by the husband.  Idiots fear women, virtuous women respect their husbands.  There is right and wrong all day long, and if you don't listen to it, there will be nothing.  The bamboo fence hut has a good scenery, but the monk's house in the Taoist monastery is not as good.  It is better to be righteous but not enough, not to be evil and have more than enough.  It is better to believe in what is there than to believe in what is not.  Something will occur if it belongs to your life, if not, do not push it.  The Taoist temple welcomes the immortals, and the book hall conceals Confucianism.  Plant phoenix bamboos in the courtyard, and raise dragon fish in the pond.  To make friends, you must win yourself, like me is worse than nothing.  But look at three to five days, the meeting is not as good as before.  Human feelings are like water ups and downs, and world affairs are like clouds.

    [3] comb hair

    In ancient customs, prostitutes who have not received customers are called "clean men" and braided; those who receive customers for the first time are called pogua and kaibao.

    The ancients believed that it is immoral to spoil a girl's chastity, so it should be more refined, so it is called combing hair or combing.  When combing the hair, untie the braids and comb them into a cloud bun.

    In the folk, on the first day of a girl's marriage, her aunt also "combs her hair", indicating the end of the girl's era.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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