Nightfall Chapter 39: Jane everyone red sleeves angry move

Chapter 39 Jane everyone's red-sleeved angry move

Many years later, on the edge of the lonely mountain cliff, Ning Que recalled the first time he saw everyone Jane, and still couldn't help but look back at that place for a long time, with self-deprecating smiles and emotions on his face.

At that time, he walked up the stairs with full of longing, and felt that tonight he was the oil seller with perfect luck in the legend, walking all the way as if he could see the beautiful oiran waiting for him behind the bead curtain, but he It never occurred to me that when the little maid opened the red door and raised the bead curtain, what she saw was such a woman——

This woman is very old, with very clear crow's feet in the corners of her eyes, and her body is perfectly maintained. Her breasts, thin waists and fat hips are caged in a cloth room, but her forehead is extremely wide, like a swelling in the grassland. The smooth sand dunes, the brows and eyes are simple and kind, and the thick lips under the straight nose are still covered with a very thin layer of hair. It is not ugly, but it is definitely not a beauty in a hundred. It has nothing to do with creatures like Oiran. .

He likes pretty little girls of the same age, and older little ladies are also nice. Even a charming **** over 30 wants to come, but Jane doesn’t belong to any of these three categories. In the first category, she is just an ordinary woman who is over forty years old and looks calm and calm and looks like a man.

Ning Que was slightly startled, and immediately felt that his expression was a bit impolite. He forced a calm mood, piled up a sincere smile, politely bowed to the woman, and asked, "I don’t know if you call me, Jane. What orders."

"Whose boy are you?" Jane asked everyone smiling at him.

Ning Que didn't hide it, and told him about his origin.

"Although there are a lot of places recommended by the Military Ministry this year, you can pass the preliminary examination of the academy and you are also talented if you want to come."

Everyone, Jane gave him a glance of approval and continued: "But since you are from a border town, I don't know who I am after all. You can calm down quickly when you meet for the first time, and your mind is calm when you are young."

It took a lot of effort for Ning Que to lower her head, deliberately not to look at her forehead which is wider than the grassland, not to look at the faint hairs on her lips, and she became subconsciously humble after hearing this. sentence.

Through a few brief introductions from this woman and the proud addiction of the little maidservant, he finally knew why the people downstairs paid special attention to the name Jane.

Thirty years ago, when the new king of the Southern Jin Dynasty was promoted to the throne, a song and dance group called Hong Xiuzhao won the most applause at the ceremony, and its reputation gradually spread to the world. There were many daughters of the Tang Dynasty who wrote a letter specifically asking Hong Xiuzhao to move into the Tang Dynasty. The monarch of the Southern Jin Dynasty was unable to resist, so he had to ask for it.

Since then, Hong Xiuzhao has been staying in Chang'an City. In the past two decades, they have only danced and sang for the Tang court. They have no longer participated in events in other countries, and their reputation among the people has gradually faded.

But for the real nobles, this song and dance line, specially called by the most powerful empire and stationed in the greatest Chang'an city all the year round, is undoubtedly still the best song and dance line in the world. Although the brothel they are in has no name, it will always be the No. 1 brothel in Tianzi.

Whether it is an envoy from the Southern Jin Dynasty, an official from the Moon Kingdom who came to pay tribute, or a barbarian prince on the grassland, as long as they come to Chang'an, they will always come to this building to ask the girls in the red sleeve to sing a few songs and dance two. After the rumored prince of Yan Guo was sent to Chang'an City as a hostage seven years ago, he used the red sleeve trick to survive the most difficult two years.

Everyone Jane is not the Oiran.

But she is the leader of the Red Sleeve Zhao Song and Dance Club, and she has brought out countless oirans in the world.

"You are just a little boy. Since you want to enter the academy, your future is naturally promising. Why do you have to learn the school of sour scholars. It seems that you will never be able to become a celebrity without entering the brothel a few times."

The smiles on everyone's faces seemed to be carved with a knife. Whether her words were cold, questioning or persuading, the smile was always so calm and calm, and there were always so many crow's feet on the corners of the eyebrows.

But Ning Que felt a subtle change in the mood of the head of the meeting. Previously, her intention to call herself upstairs was not clear, but after hearing that she was about to take the college admission test, the woman's tone became severe subconsciously. This harshness was not hostile, but rather like an elder watching late school The look of backwardness.

This emotional change made him feel a little confused, and after a bow, he explained a few words softly.

"I’m a native of Yuelun, but I have lived in Chang’an for more than 20 years. Of course, I know what kind of temperament you Tang men are. If you say it nicely, it’s sparse and generous. If you say it badly, it’s passion. Too much, too much face."

Everyone in Jane no longer smiles, frowning at Ning Que, looking at the youthful and energetic face, as if seeing the young man riding a little black donkey into the Great Wall with his head up and scolding the sky many years ago. Shan Xiaoshusheng, hating iron is not making steel, said:

"Do you know who that young son is? That is the only son of Dongcheng Qiguixu's most dear son. There are endless pocket money in his purse. He can be generous, but what do you do? With you Chinese people You have a temperament, if you are invited, you must think about it. Even if you are ashamed, if you meet him again next time, if you sell all the books at home, you will also invite him back. Am I right or wrong?"

Ning Que scratched his head in embarrassment, and secretly admired the woman's gaze. Although he is not a typical Chinese person, he still has a bit of Tang Feng in his bones in such things.

Everyone at Jane was even more annoyed when they saw him. They took off the ebony beads from their wrists and threw them on the couch with a slap, repeatedly questioning him like a storm.

"In this horrible place, your body hasn't grown well, and your soul hasn't been fully cultivated. How dare you to walk in!"

"I'm so poor, I still want to spend money everywhere, have the college tuition, board and lodging been collected?"

"How are you preparing for the admission test? Did you buy the real test? Which sets did you buy?"

I was thinking of monopolizing the oiran, but when I met a very moral oiran her mother, she was scolded by the oiran aunt. No matter how she thought about it, it was very sad. If you change to another situation or another situation, Ning Que may mutter in his heart: Even if you, Jane, you are all powerful and respected, but you are not my mother. Why do you teach me as soon as you meet?

But Jane didn’t use the power to overwhelm others, just like an elder who ardently teaches, nervous and nagging, with a big painful word written on his brows, eyes and forehead. He is really embarrassed to say a half-word to refute, so Ai Ai responded:

"The first time I came to Chang'an...I was just curious. Before, I just thought about taking a peek outside the building, where I thought that the sisters in the building made fun of me. This brain heated up... and walked in inexplicably. Up."

Everyone was startled slightly, and turned around to scold the little servant girl with a cold voice: "Your Majesty is hosting a banquet because of the return of the princess. This is such a big event. Let the little hooves rest for a few days and practice dancing. , As a result, one of them is itchy and can't help it? Even a boy student boy has to hook up!"

The maidservant is only a promise and dare not refute anything at all.

Everyone rubbed the corners of their eyebrows tiredly, and looked up at Ning Que, who was standing honestly at the door. It suddenly occurred to him that he had just glanced at the hall occasionally before, and felt that the taste of this young man was similar to that of that dead ghost. Like, I couldn't help but yelled up to ask a few words, but I didn't know why, and he made a fire for no reason.

Neither did she expect that the young man would not be angry, so she let herself be reprimanded so cleverly. She couldn't help but laughed, waved and said: "Since I am curious, I will let people take you to have a look. Go home early and rest."