Republic of China

Chapter 225 In the Wind and Moon
In a trance.

Zhao Sanyuan felt as if he had fallen into the land of daughters, and his ears were filled with the coquettish and angry voices of Yingyan.

I believe everyone has had erotic dreams. This is not a shameful thing. As the saying goes, what you think about every day is what you dream about at night.

But Zhao Sanyuan really doesn't have erotic dreams. After all, he watched too many live erotic palaces when he was a child.

What he heard was a real sound, not a dream.

"Blah, blah, blah! Blah, blah, blah! Can't you just fucking stop?"

When he couldn't bear it anymore, Zhao Sanyuan kicked off the quilt and walked out angrily.

Being woken up after less than half an hour of sleep would make no one have a good temper.

But when he kicked the door open and was about to spray wildly, Zhao Sanyuan felt like it was stuck in his throat and he hesitated for a long time without spraying out.

no way.

Too much.

As far as the eye can see, there are beauties in full bloom and tourists spending a lot of money, flirting and talking shyly in the corners, or chasing and playing in the cloisters and courtyards.

There is no dissatisfaction in life, and there is no sadness in officialdom and shopping malls.

Just like the flowers will bloom after they fade, the misery of premature ejaculation and her leaving will not happen.

There is only the simplest supply and demand relationship here.

If you can afford it, you can get the ultimate enjoyment here.

Even if a man is not good enough, a woman will pretend to make him feel like she is the best in the world.

How about saying money is really a good thing?
Unless all things are equal, scenes like this will never go away.

Zhao Sanyuan stood in front of the railing on the second floor and roughly counted, there were more than a hundred men and women around the Chrysanthemum Building alone.

How to squirt?

Can't squirt.

Can one mouth be worth more than 100 mouths?

It’s just for flirting and chatting. Some of the private rooms are closed for business. Uh-huh. There seems to be a big show in the main building in front. Anyway, it’s not just the Juhua Building, and it’s not just the Luanming Pavilion. The entire Rouge Hutong has this virtue.

If we want to be clean, we have no choice but to launch bombardments.

Zhao Sanyuan looked at the closed doors of the rooms on both sides. He wondered if Lao Kang and the others could fall asleep. He definitely couldn't sleep. He happened to be a little hungry, so he went out for some midnight snacks.
If I have nothing to do in the next few days, I will probably have to follow the same schedule as these sisters, otherwise I will really have a hard time.

Looking for trouble.

Really asking for it.

If I had known this, I might as well have slept on the street, at least my ears would have been a little cleaner.

Regret?

That is absolutely impossible.

Zhao Sanyuan's main focus is to recognize mistakes and correct them without admitting them.

Again, no matter how hard it is, you have to live until your balance is exhausted before you can leave.

Money can't be wasted, at least in the future I can brag to others that I spent a lot of money in Rouge Alley and slept for many days.

Walking as low-key as possible, Zhao Sanyuan didn't want to be dragged along by any beautiful lady to talk about life.

In the main building, he was attracted by the Jingyun drum on the stage.

The Great West Wing was singing above, and the rhythm was unexpectedly good. Zhao Sanyuan couldn't help but find a seat to sit down.

I have nothing to do today, so I just want to listen to some music.

"My little maid, roll up your sleeves and put on your apron. I'll go to the kitchen next~"

"I'll make you, my girl, a bowl of sweet, spicy, sour, not salty, not bland, and a bowl of crispy vegetables. I'll bring it to the embroidery room. Oh, my girl. Try it~”

As everyone knows, the people who can make a living here are all experts. How can you do it without some unique skills?
Any fengyuechang in the Bada Hutongs is itself based on the troupe, and the foundation has never been lost.

It can’t be said that he is a combination of virtue and art, at least he is good at both sex and art. Whether you want to listen to music or do things, or you want to listen to music and do things at the same time, it doesn’t matter if you have enough money.

"Hey, sir, are you alone? Should we have a nice bottle of wine or--"

"roll."

"Okay~"

The service was impeccable, and the waiter left happily, with no hint of displeasure on his face, just like a grandson.

Unfortunately, the song only lasted a short while.

An elder brother slapped two gold bars in front of the stage. The young lady singing the song immediately smiled knowingly, bowed to the stage and returned to the background.

The onlookers were not surprised by this and were used to it. Everyone knew what it meant and went to sing in the private room.

Don't want to?
Then you can just pay and be done with it.

The rule is that whoever is the top brother has the right.

Although everyone here is either rich or noble, they are all old-fashioned people in essence. There are not as many bells and whistles as outsiders imagine, and they are simple, crude and distinctive.

It's just that it's not very friendly to people like Zhao Sanyuan who just listen to music, because the singing skills of the next person on stage are too average. It's more like moaning than singing. She can't sing clearly at all with Yangzhou Qingqu.

No fun, no fun.

Zhao Sanyuan got up and walked out, thinking about what special food he should eat.

Braised?

It doesn't seem right to eat it in the middle of the night.

Roast Duck?

It has to be cut and rolled, which is laborious.

After walking out of Luanming Pavilion, it perfectly explained what a city with bright lights and never sleeps is.

The real door of Luanming Pavilion is big and bright, with countless red lanterns hanging high, the whole street is bright, and you can see clearly whether the mice on the street have eaten the overnight meal.

So Zhao Sanyuan also discovered the person immediately.

A woman whose temperament is very inconsistent with Rouge Hutong.

The eyebrows are like distant mountains, and the corners of the tips are delicate.

The eyes are like the horizontal waves of autumn water, and the lotus flowers are shy of the jade face.

It looks like there is no rouge or gouache on her face, and her pretty face and facial features are very delicate.

Wearing a goose yellow dress, it looks like a blooming daffodil, which can't help but attract people's attention.

She was standing opposite Luanming Pavilion, standing there quietly. Compared with that, everyone in the pavilion looked vulgar.

The young and old men passing by naturally cast critical glances at her, and they were all surprisingly unanimous.

But no matter what kind of gaze baptism they experienced, the women in the Huang group remained quiet, and they did not point at anyone and say that looking at me is sexual harassment or gaze rape.

Zhao Sanyuan was a little puzzled.

Because this girl's temperament is definitely that of a good family, so there is no reason for her to appear in Rouge Alley.

Do you want to join the industry?

Good guy.

If she really went into the sea, it would be a sure shot.

None of the women I met in Luanming Pavilion could compare to her.

First of all, the air of dust is an inherent disadvantage. It cannot be washed away after working in this industry for a long time.

But curiosity is curiosity, and Zhao Sanyuan has no reason to care about irrelevant things.You can do whatever you like, maybe it's because your men are there to have sex and don't go home.

"Boss, here's the miscellaneous noodles, and add more cucumber shreds."

"Okay~"

There are many roadside stalls on the streets of Yanzhi Hutong, and the top guys will definitely not bother to patronize them.

It's not about the taste, it's mainly about the portion.

But Yanzhi Hutong is a big place, and it’s not just prostitutes who make a living here. There are many people behind the scenes of a entertainment venue, such as people who trim flowers, cut grass, and burn boilers. They earn hard-earned money, so they can’t spend lavishly. These roadside stalls mainly serve them.

Of course, there are also those who have lost everything and want to borrow money to make a fortune. Some are not even able to make a fortune. They are obsessed just to make the goddess in their heart smile, and the money left in their pockets is only enough to eat fried sauce from roadside stalls. It's noodles, after all, it really doesn't serve food inside.

Throughout the ages, there will never be a shortage of such people.

Men, that's all.

What I like to do most is to drag good people into the water and drag them to the shore after they stumble.

When I meet a pure little white flower, I always want to turn her into a little dirty flower.

When you meet someone who has been through the battlefield, but shows hypocrisy and cheap sympathy, say something like "Don't do this anymore, why do you do anything if you have the conditions?", yes, the kind you say after sleeping.

Little do you know that they make more money in a day than you do in a month. They smile on their faces, but in their hearts they look at you like a bad guy.

Ziliu Ziliu~~~
Zhao Sanyuan was slurping noodles with soybean paste, feeling in his heart that he could still understand some truth here.

All kinds of people and desires intersect and collide here. Will the seller profit or the buyer profit?

neither.

Those who collect taxes are the most profitable.

"Brother, the accent is from Fengzhou, right?" The boss brother sat next to Zhao Sanyuan in a familiar manner and brought two plates of cold dishes, "I'm from Hegang. You're welcome, fellow villagers. What's going on at home?" Like? Can you live a stable life?"

"It's okay. The main reason is that the head is stable. It's not like other places where one person is replaced today and another is replaced tomorrow, just like the Caotai team."

"That's right. Having a handsome man running the house is indeed much better than Zhao Erxun's gang of bastards before. But I heard that things are going on outside, and several families want to join forces to fight against Fengjun. I wonder if I should Get out of here and hide.”

The familiarity and chatty nature of Northeastern people apply to both men and women. As long as they hear a familiar accent in the customs, they will feel more friendly. Some social cows will go directly to Lao Lao chat to chat with them.

Zhao Sanyuan didn't know much about the current situation.

Mainly because it's so messy.

In the past ten years, except for the local political power outside the pass, other places have changed countless times. There are so many warlords, and they have changed so quickly that Zhao Sanyuan can't remember it at all. There are only a few people who can remember it. One is Shanxi. Yan Laoxi from the provincial side, one is Zhang Zongchang from Qilu, and the other is Jiang Xipi who has gained momentum in the past two years.

Looking at the overall situation, there are four forces in the Yanhuang land.

Old Beiyang, blue sky and white sun, private places, foreigners.

I guess it was business tonight and I met a fellow villager again, and the boss brother couldn't hold back his chatter.

From domestic current situation to international news.

From chatting about famous people to intimate affairs.

He is truly worthy of being a person who lives in the imperial city. Even his chatter is so high-level and well-organized. Ordinary country people really can't chatter.

"The most popular Hutong at that time must be Shaanxi Hutong, because there was a Yunji class, and there was a little fairy in Yunji class. Her affair with General Cai E could not be finished for three days and three nights, oh yes, She always eats the fried noodles I make, and let me tell you secretly, she likes to eat raw garlic."

"Really or not? Have you seen Little Phoenix Fairy? How is it? Are there any rumors about China and the United States?"

"Well, it's hard to describe her. If you want to say she's pretty, she's actually not very beautiful. It's mainly because of her temperament, you know? She looks like a real lady, with no aura of worldliness at all."

"How does it compare to the one in the yellow skirt?"

"It feels pretty similar, but when it comes to beauty, I don't think anyone can compare to Liu Wa'er from Rouge Alley."

Zhao Sanyuan didn't hear something clearly. He held the noodles in his mouth and asked doubtfully: "Who are you sneaking around? Are there any people doing farming in Rouge Alley?"

The boss boss was furious, "You should have some knowledge to come to Luanming Pavilion to be cool. Why don't you know Liu Wa'er?"

"I do not know."

"Let me tell you this, Luanming Pavilion was not called Luanming Pavilion before. The reason why it was renamed was precisely because of Liu Wa'er, because her voice is more distinctive, do you understand?"

"I understand, she can bark, but I've never heard of her name in there."

"Brother, no matter what you do in this world, you have to be divided into high and low levels. Some women, even if you have a lot of money, can hardly see their true appearance. It is said that only a handful of people can be accepted by her. Luanming Pavilion is also She intentionally doesn’t want her name to be known to the public, probably because she’s afraid of becoming the second little fairy, who knows.”

Zhao Sanyuan didn't expect that the kiln had so many bells and whistles.

Isn't it just a rare thing to live in?

When I get the chance, I will see how special Liu Wa'er is.

Of course, it costs nothing.

Have a sneaky meal.

At this time, I saw from the corner of my eye that the woman in the yellow skirt moved. She walked towards the gate of Luanming Pavilion. To be precise, she met a man in a scholar's shirt. He looked like a talented man, but his steps were drunken and frivolous. It seemed that he was inside. I often get into trouble.

Zhao Sanyuan was a little dumbfounded.

Is the co-author really here to wait for his own man?
Are you going to have fun and wallow?
Or are you going to make a fuss?
In order to taste more delicious melon, Zhao Sanyuan ordered another fried noodles.

However, the reaction of the woman in the yellow dress was very calm. She put the coat she brought with her on the man's body, with a hint of worry and a bit of helplessness in her eyes.

"Why are you here? If you don't stay in the house, why are you showing off?" The man looked extremely unhappy.

This expression is full of boredom and disgust.

I believe many couples have seen this heartbreaking expression.

When the passion is gone, when the beauty is gone, when it is eroded by the money, rice, oil and salt in life, similar situations will inevitably occur, because neither of them will try their best to please the other like they did when they first met.

There is a saying called the seven-year itch, which refers to a similar situation.

But the problem is, the woman in the yellow dress is not at all beautiful. She looks like she is in her early 20s at most, and she is absolutely beautiful.

Drink too much fake wine?
With such a wife, you still have to hold it in your hands every day for fear of falling, and hold it in your mouth for fear of melting?
Many pedestrians passing by had the same idea, thinking that if I have this woman, I would go out and buy some shit, am I just being unfair?
"Spring has not yet fully arrived, and the night is cold. I saw that you were wearing very little when you left the house, so I am afraid that your husband will catch the cold."

hiss--

The sound of gasping for air was endless.

What a woman!

What a wonderful woman! ! !

Why don’t you know how to cherish it?

"Oh, I'm not in good health? Yes! I'm not in good health! It's all my fault, okay? Go home and leave me alone. I'll get annoyed when I see you!"

"Don't worry, husband, my parents have been put to bed at home. I take these coins with you and prepare sobering soup in the usual place."

"Do not touch me!"

Looking at the money bag handed to him, the man suddenly shook his hand and pushed the woman in the yellow skirt to the ground, attracting more people's attention.

The eldest brother who sells noodles is probably a warm-hearted person who doesn't care about his identity. He actually wants to do good things for others.

Is it outrageous?It is indeed a bit outrageous, but the passion in some people's hearts has not been extinguished, but has been temporarily extinguished and can be rekindled at any time.

Fortunately, Zhao Sanyuan held down his wrist.

It's not that he has lost his sexual orientation.

To be honest, Zhao Sanyuan can't stand it either.

But he keenly discovered that the moment the man pushed the woman, there was some heartache and unbearability hidden in his eyes, but he did not show it completely, and he did not pull his wife, but rolled up his sleeves and walked back to Luanming Pavilion.

In addition, Zhao Sanyuan observed carefully and found that something was wrong with the man.

Very wrong.

(End of this chapter)