The King of Beijing in the Red Mansion

Although royal nobles were forbidden to visit places like brothels, many princes and grandsons of emperors still came secretly. As long as they didn't cause any trouble, others would not say much.

When Xiao Fuzi heard this, he still had a bitter look on his face. Even so, if the Dowager Concubine Beijing knew about it, he would still be punished.

Shui Rong was helpless when he saw this. He was really just curious and would never do anything reckless. If he had the need, let alone Qin Keqing, Ying Luo would let him pick her. He had not broken through that barrier, so why would he go looking for flowers and willows? Moreover, going in and out of brothels might be a good thing for Shui Rong. He was not afraid of civil officials reporting to the emperor, but was afraid that they would not report to the emperor. Thinking of this, Shui Rong raised his eyebrows and said, "Alright, don't disturb my interest."

Hearing this, Xiao Fuzi was immediately helpless. His master was Shui Rong, what else could he, a eunuch, say? He just hoped that his master would really do as he said and just go in to take a look, and not make any mistakes.

Shui Rong ignored him and walked towards Yanzhi Hutong. The hutong was connected in all directions. Since it was noon, there were no so-called colorful lanterns. There were few pedestrians on both sides, which seemed quite deserted. Shui Rong was not surprised. After all, it was in the middle of the day and it was inappropriate. The sisters had been busy all night and had to rest. They couldn't work non-stop and overload! !

Of course, most of the deserted ones are brothels. As for prostitutes, they are a little different. People there drink wine, listen to music, and talk about the past and present at all times.

We arrived in front of the gate of a courtyard. There were white walls and mandarin duck tiles, red door panels with animal rings, flying eaves reflecting the lush green tall locust trees, and embroidered windows facing the lush green bamboos. It did not look gaudy, but rather quite elegant.

"'Fengming Courtyard', where I teach Nong Yu to sing the sound of a phoenix every day, suits the mood and the scene." Shui Rong raised his eyes to look at the green lacquer plaque on the gate and murmured.

Brothels are often referred to as "courtyards", "halls" or "pavilions", while brothels are mostly referred to as "rooms", "studios", "buildings" or "shops". As for those inferior ones, there are brothels, whorehouses, brothels and prostitutes.

"Master, why don't we go back to the mansion? Miss Qin will be very angry if she knows about this!" Seeing Shui Rong eager to try, Xiao Fuzi behind him spoke carefully. He knew that his master was interested in Miss Qin who came to the mansion, so he brought this up.

Shui Rong rolled his eyes at Xiao Fuzi and said unhappily, "If you don't want to follow me, go back home by yourself."

Now that he was here, if he didn't go in and take a look, wouldn't it be a waste of time? Moreover, Xiao Fuzi actually used Qin Keqing to block him. It was unclear what he meant. He cared about Qin Keqing, but what did it have to do with him going to the brothel? This was not a contradiction. After all, he was rootless and could not understand Shui Rong's thoughts. If he had roots, he would definitely resonate with them.

Seeing Shui Rong's dissatisfaction, Xiao Fuzi immediately looked unhappy, her face wrinkled into a ball, and she cried, "It is my blessing to be able to follow you, Master. I will follow you for the rest of my life."

Shui Rong said nothing more after hearing this. After all, although Xiao Fuzi was thinking about him, she was also worried about Shui Rong.

"Okay, follow me in and don't say anything more." Shui Rong said.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Fuzi nodded in agreement. Shui Rong ignored him and walked inside.

"But Prince Beijing?"

Shui Rong was about to step inside when a voice was heard. He turned his head and saw a heroic young man walking towards him from a distance. Shui Rong knew this man. He was Feng Ziying, the son of the Shenwu General Feng Tang. He was a descendant of a military family and was a generous man with a reputation for chivalry. This Shenwu General was on duty in the Imperial Guards and was an old subordinate of Prince Beijing's Mansion.

Feng Ziying had only felt that the back figure was similar before, but now that he saw that it was indeed the new Prince of Beijing, he hurried forward and said, "Little Feng Ziying greets His Majesty."

Shui Rong nodded with a smile and said, "Ziying, since we are outside, you don't have to call me Prince, just call me by my normal name."

People call him "Prince" at the entrance of Yanzhi Hutong, how can he have the face to enter the brothel?

Feng Ziying understood what he said, but he didn't dare to say it, so he bowed and said, "Greetings, sir."

Shui Rong nodded with satisfaction. Isn't that right?

Feng Ziying thought about it and knew that Shui Rong must be here for fun, so he invited him, "Sir, I have invited two friends. If you don't mind, why don't you get together?"

Shui Rong pondered for a moment after hearing this. Feng Ziying had many friends and often drank and had fun with them. He must be familiar with brothels. Shui Rong knew a little about brothels, so he could let him be a guide. For the first time, it would be more appropriate to have an experienced guide. Thinking of this, Shui Rong said, "Okay, then I'll trouble Ziying to lead the way."

Seeing Shui Rong agreed, Feng Ziying hurriedly led the way. Xiao Fuzi behind him had a bitter expression on his face, and looked at Feng Ziying vigilantly. He knew that his master must not be led astray.

Shui Rong was unaware of Xiao Fuzi's mutterings. He walked inside. When he reached the central hall and looked up, he saw Nong Ji, a woman dressed in gorgeous clothes, bowing to him behind the green curtains. Feng Ziying waved his hand, and Nong Ji bowed back. It was obvious that she knew Feng Ziying. She was indeed an old hand.

Afterwards, Feng Ziying led Shui Rong in through the west corner gate, and there was another path. There was a different world inside, with larger halls and corridors, tall trees on both sides of the corridor blocking the sun, and moon-shaped waterside pavilions, which looked like a garden.

Entering a courtyard, there are several tables in the flower hall, all of which are made of the finest huanghuali wood. The incense burner on one side is burning with the best sandalwood. There are several rooms with bamboo curtains on both sides of the flower hall. Obviously, they are private rooms.

From time to time, the sound of laughter and talking could be heard in the private room, and through the curtain one could vaguely see three people sitting in the private room drinking.

Feng Ziying led Shui Rong in, and the three of them turned their heads when they noticed the movement.

"Oh, Master Feng, you are here. I can't wait any longer."

The soft and charming voice reminded Shui Rong of the so-called motorcycle girl. He looked towards the table and saw a woman sitting at the table with a sweet smile. She was wearing a thin rose-scented gauze bra, a green flowered soft smoke skirt, and a long white plum blossom gauze outer layer. Her shoulders were half exposed, her neck was slender, and her cleavage was faintly visible.

"Oh, where did this young man come from? He's so handsome!!!!" After the woman teased Feng Ziying, her charming eyes looked at Shui Rong, her eyes turned slightly, her graceful figure half leaned, and a pair of flat embroidered shoes with flowing cloud brocade and pink lotus were slightly tilted.

She was lazy and charming, with her graceful body fully displayed in front of the eyes, which made Shui Rong's heart ripple. There were many beauties in the palace, but she dressed conservatively and could not wear heavy makeup, which made her look visually lacking. There is a saying that men are visual animals, and the ancients obviously understood this truth.

Moreover, the woman in front of him had a slender and graceful figure, soft arms like snow lotus roots, beautiful and round long legs, and a graceful and plump figure. She did not look as childish as a young girl, but was full of charm.

"How dare you! Who dare you to make fun of my master?" Xiao Fuzi saw that the vixen in front of him dared to tease his master and immediately scolded her.

The woman listened to Xiao Fuzi's shrill voice, her beautiful eyes moving, but she did not get angry. Instead, she stood up straight, hid her embroidered pink lotus flat shoes under her skirt, and maintained a faint smile on her pretty face.

At this time, the handsome man on the left hand of the table saw Shui Rong's appearance, his expression was shocked, and he hurriedly stood up to salute, but Feng Ziying interrupted him and said: "Xiang Lian, I met you by chance today, so I invited you to have a party, it will be lively and lively."

Shui Rong glanced at Feng Ziying from the side. This guy was quite interesting.

Xianglian raised her eyes to glance at Feng Ziying, and immediately understood, and bowed and said, "Greetings, sir."

Shui Rong nodded slightly. He knew the man named Xianglian. It was none other than Liu Xianglian, a descendant of an aristocratic family, the grandson of Liu Biao, the Duke of Li. His parents died early and he was not good at studying. He had a generous personality and loved to wield guns and swords, gamble and drink, sleep with prostitutes, play the flute and the zither. He was also very handsome and loved to perform in plays. He was good at acting in romantic plays. People who didn't know his identity thought he was an actor.

As for Liu Xianglian, the woman knew his background well. He even respectfully addressed him as "Young Master". The handsome young man was definitely not an ordinary person. The woman couldn't help but secretly look at Shui Rong with her beautiful eyes and began to guess in her heart.

Shui Rong didn't care about it. He turned his head and looked at the indignant Xiao Fuzi, not knowing what to say. If he was in a bad mood, this was helping him. With a sigh, Shui Rong ordered, "Go wait outside."

Keeping Xiao Fuzi here would only disturb his interest, so it would be better to send him away.

"Master, this..." Xiao Fuzi looked embarrassed. If he didn't watch it, what if his master was seduced? He would be beaten to death.

Shui Rong frowned slightly when he saw this, and patiently ordered: "I know what's going on, go wait outside."

Xiao Fuzi was helpless after hearing this and could only leave in disappointment, praying in her heart that her grandfather would not do anything reckless. Before leaving, she glared at Feng Ziying fiercely.

Feng Ziying looked embarrassed when he saw this, but he didn't care much. He took the initiative to introduce, "Sir, this is Brother Jiang Yuhan, nicknamed Qi Guan, and he is my good friend."

Jiang Yuhan saw the battle and knew that Shui Rong was of noble status, so he stood up and bowed, saying, "Greetings, sir."

Shui Rong looked at Jiang Yuhan, whose nickname was Qi Guan. Needless to say, he should be the famous actor in the opera troupe of Prince Zhongshun's palace in the original novel. He was good at singing the role of a young female character. Jia Baoyu once gave him a jade fan pendant and a pine flower handkerchief given by Xiren as gifts. Jiang Yuhan gave him a red handkerchief presented by Prince Beijing as a tribute from the Queen Mother of Qianxiang Country. The two were close friends.

But Jiang Yuhan's face was as white as powder, her lips were as red as rouge, her eyebrows were as long as willows, and her eyes were full of affection. All the emotions in her life were gathered in the corners of her eyes. She was so charming and elegant that he thought she was a female husband, but he didn't expect that she was actually a man.

"Brother Jiang." Shui Rong bowed in return, feeling a little embarrassed. He would never admit that he was moved.

Then, Feng Ziying pointed at the charming woman who was sitting quietly and introduced her, "This is Miss Du Yuejiao. Miss Du Yuejiao is smart and intelligent, with outstanding talents. She is proficient in playing the flute and the zither, especially her skill in stringing. She is known as the best in the capital. She was also a famous courtesan in the capital at that time, and she was unrivaled."

Du Yuejiao stood up and bowed, saying in a gentle voice, "I greet you, sir."

Shui Rong also bowed in return and said gently, "Miss Du, I am sorry for being rude. I hope you don't take it to heart."

It was indeed a bit too much to curse someone. Being in a brothel, it was common to hear people speak in a frivolous manner.

Seeing Shui Rong's gentle and elegant manner, Du Yuejiao's beautiful eyes flickered, and she became lazy again. She lifted up her embroidered flat shoes with pink lotus flowers and said with a sweet smile: "I was frightened just now. Do you think you can let it go with just a simple "don't take it to heart" from my young master?"

Chapter 16: Most Unfaithful People Are Scholars

"What does Miss Du want?"

Shui Rong raised his eyes to look at the beautiful woman flirting at the table and started to ask.

Du Yuejiao smiled, picked up the wine cup and poured a glass of wine, then she lightly moved to Shui Rong's side with lotus steps, raised the wine cup with her snow-white jade hand, and said, "Young Master, if you offer me wine to make amends, I will not take it to heart."

Faced with the invitation of a beauty, Shui Rong would not refuse. He reached out to take the wine cup. When Shui Rong was about to take the wine cup, Du Yuejiao suddenly withdrew her hand, leaving Shui Rong empty-handed.

Shui Rong frowned when he saw this. What did this mean? He felt that Xiao Fuzi had gone too far, but that didn't mean he could be teased. It was too much!!!

Du Yuejiao raised the corners of her mouth, her charming eyes moved, and she said in a tender voice: "Little Master, don't be angry, you have to let me feed you."

Shui Rong was stunned when he heard this. How to feed him? He knew there was a kind of leather cup. Could it be this? As expected of a romantic place, the women were fierce and extraordinary.

"Don't bother Miss Du, I'll drink it myself."

He came to the brothel only out of curiosity, not for pleasure. Forget about the leather cups and the like. If he was interested, he could go back home and ask Yingluo and Keqing to learn from him.

Facing Shui Rong's refusal, Du Yuejiao remained calm, raised the wine cup in her hand generously, and said with a meaningful smile: "I just want to feed you with my own hands, what's the trouble?"

Shui Rong's mouth twitched when he heard that, and he just fed her with his hands. It turned out that he was just being too sentimental.

"Miss Yuejiao, this is the first time that the young master comes here, you must not make things difficult for him." At this time, Feng Ziying spoke up to help, saying that he was the one who brought the person here, so he must not neglect him.

Du Yuejiao smiled, raised the wine cup in her hand, and said with a smile: "Then the young man at least drinks this glass of wine, okay?"

Shui Rong looked at the wine cup in front of him, and it was obvious that she wanted him to take it. At this moment, he also understood that Du Yuejiao was probably planning to tease him with words from the very beginning.

The woman of romance, good at dancing with long sleeves, and able to get along with everyone, was in the business of accompanying people to smile. Shui Rong didn't need to care about such a small matter. He took the wine cup and drank it all. He handed the empty wine cup to Du Yuejiao and said, "Miss Du, are you satisfied?"

Du Yuejiao took the empty wine cup with a smile and said teasingly: "Young Master is kind and lovely, I am naturally satisfied."

Shui Rong was speechless after hearing this. This joking tone seemed weird to him.

Seeing this, Du Yuejiao made a joke, turned around and walked to the table, but did not continue to joke.

Several people sat down as guests. Shui Rong had a distinguished status, so he naturally sat in the main seat. Feng Ziying, Liu Xianglian, Jiang Yuhan, and Du Yuejiao sat beside him.

Feng Ziying, Liu Xianglian, and Jiang Yuhan were all straightforward people. At first, they were a little reserved because of Shui Rong's status and position, but after learning from his conversation that Shui Rong was a kind person, they stopped being shy. As for Du Yuejiao, she knew how to handle the situation with ease and would tease Shui Rong from time to time, which made it difficult for Shui Rong to deal with.

"Miss Yuejiao has both great talents and skills. Could you please demonstrate them?"

Seeing that Shui Rong looked a little embarrassed, Feng Ziying changed the subject and thought of asking Du Yuejiao to perform her talent.

Du Yuejiao propped up her chin and said lazily, "Master Feng, I didn't bring my zither with me, how can I demonstrate it, but..."

Changing the subject, Du Yuejiao looked at Shui Rong with a smile and said, "If you want to hear it, I will go get it for you."

Shui Rong noticed Du Yuejiao's burning gaze and felt a headache. No matter in his past life or this life, he had never dealt with a passionate woman and felt a little overwhelmed. He guessed that Du Yuejiao guessed Shui Rong's prominent status and therefore treated him warmly. At the same time, Shui Rong was indeed handsome and it was normal for him to be coveted by others.

After a moment's silence, he said, "Then please ask Miss Du to get it. I am all ears."

Listening to music and drinking wine, this was his purpose of coming to the brothel.

Du Yuejiao chuckled and replied, "My dear, please wait a moment. I will be back soon."

After saying that, Du Yuejiao stood up and left slowly.

"Are you not used to it, sir? If so, why don't we go somewhere else to drink?" Feng Ziying waited for Du Yuejiao to leave, then gave a considerate suggestion. He didn't want to treat Shui Rong badly.

Shui Rong glanced at Feng Ziying unhappily. Why did he come to the brothel? Wasn't it to keep a beautiful woman company and enjoy the fragrance of her red sleeves? So he waved his hand and said, "Since I promised Miss Du, how can I break my promise?"

I just asked someone to pick up the piano, and in the blink of an eye, I was stood up. How could such a thing happen in the world? In Prince Beijing's Mansion, everyone around me is gentle and kind. It is inevitable to feel a little uncomfortable when I suddenly encounter such passionate people, but I will get used to it.

Seeing Shui Rong’s statement, Feng Ziying said no more.

Liu Xianglian hesitated for a moment, then bowed and said, "Sir, Miss Yuejiao is just quite generous, not a dissolute person, and she only sells her art but not her body, so please rest assured."

Shui Rong glanced at Liu Xianglian from the side and saw that he had a serious expression on his face, so what he said must be true. Shui Rong was also confused. Logically speaking, although the girls in the brothel had fallen into the world of mortals, they were not engaged in the flesh trade. How could this girl Du Yuejiao be so... frivolous when they met for the first time?

From the moment Shui Rong entered the house, Du Yuejiao was charming and elegant, with her graceful figure on full display in front of everyone. Even when Xiao Fuzi scolded her, she still smiled and did not look annoyed at all. During the conversation, her every move was full of charm, and it would be a good idea to say that she was frivolous.

As a prostitute, she wouldn't pretend to be reserved? This is different from Shui Rong's understanding of prostitutes.

Now that I think about it carefully, Du Yuejiao was just speaking frivolously and did not refuse.

"What's the reason?"

Du Yuejiao's abnormal behavior showed that she was a person with a story, which aroused his interest.