Chapter 97 Rhymes (Part 2)

Ning Chun was politely selling his "beauty of small feet" theory. Cao Yong felt chills and had goose bumps.

Cao Yong was about to interrupt, but Yongqing was already impatient and interrupted Ning Chun: "You said these guys are so verbose! It would be fine if the girls have beautiful faces in the daytime, but they still have to look at their feet at night? What's the point of playing with their feet? As you said, you've been playing with your feet for a long time, how can you resist that?"

Cao Yong almost sprayed out a sip of wine, and coughed for a while, unable to laugh or cry.

Ning Chun laughed: "Brother Shanyu is always impatient. He immediately carried a gun and got on the horse. Naturally, he didn't know the beauty!" As he said that, he came to Cao Yong and winked: "Little Cao, don't learn from that rough man. My brother will ask Tang Jiaojiao to sit next to you. Please coax it, and to follow the method I just said tonight, and taste the taste."

Cao Yong felt disgusted when he thought of those deformed foot bones, and he was even more reluctant to touch a prostitute with thousands of people riding and tens of thousands of people. Even if he was not sick, he felt tired of thinking. He waved his hand quickly and said, "Stop, stop. Brother Jingming, please spare me!"

Ning Chun poked Yongqing and said strangely: "Can we brothers be or boys?"

Yongqing smiled wickedly, and was about to tease Cao Yong, but suddenly remembered that he heard Ahma say that he wanted to promise Yongjia to Cao Yong. He was already good to Cao Yong and loved his sister, so he naturally had 120 happy things, thinking that this was his sister's best destination.

At this moment, when Ning Chun wants to arrange for Cao Yong to sleep with a trash girl, Yongqing is not willing to follow him! He thought to himself that Xiao Cao is not worried at the moment. If he falls into someone, wouldn’t his sister be sad in the future! Thinking of this, he immediately looked stern and said to Ning Chun: "Don’t make fun of Xiao Cao, why are you using dirty ladies to give Xiao Cao! This is not OK!"

Ning Chun was stunned by what he said, and couldn't even touch his mind. He didn't know where he got the fire from. Just as he was about to ask a few questions, the outside was surrounded by peaching bells, and Xingmei had already brought people in.

The two men were a green shirt and a pink shirt, with a similar body shape, and they both held the pipa. The woman in the green shirt was called Cui Xiu, and she was also pretty, but compared with the stunning beauty Tang Jiaojiao wearing pink shirts, she immediately couldn't show it.

Tang Jiaojiao looked seventeen or eighteen years old, and she was considered old in this industry, but her pink and tender clothes made her look pink and tender. She had a small face as big as a palm, a small nose slightly raised, and her authentic cherry mouth was bright red. The most charming thing was her big eyes, which was about to hook a person's soul while looking around.

When she hit Tang Jiaojiao in, Ning Chun's eyes kept looking around the corner of her skirt, hoping to see the best golden lotus. Her silk skirt was so long that she didn't show any tips at all when she moved. Ning Chun's face felt a little regretful.

Xingmei ordered the little maids to carry two chairs and put them opposite the table. Cuixiu Tang Jiaojiao came over and worshiped the three of them, sat on the chair, raised one leg, put the pipa, and prepared to sing the song.

Just as Tang Jiaojiao raised her skirt and raised her legs, Cao Yong and Yongqing heard Ning Chun's violent thrust. The two glanced at Ning Chun, and then looked at him, and saw a pair of bright and pretty pink satin shoes under the corner of the skirt. The dark red thread embroidered the snow plum blossoms, exquisite and delicate, and it was less than three inches, with a pointed head and tail arc, like lotus petals.

Yongqing paid attention to the Han girl's little feet for the first time, and was dumbfounded. He couldn't help but look at his slap, and he felt comparing his feet, which was only half the size of his palm.

Cao Yong saw that the shoes were like children's shoes, more like toys; the feet were like fakes, and the proportion was very problematic, and they couldn't say anything, so they didn't want to take a second look. At this moment, he withdrew his gaze and only ate vegetables and drank, and said in his heart that this little-footed woman said nothing. If he was to marry him in the future, he would have to resist the order, and he would never accept his fate for mental health.

Tang Jiaojiao was used to seeing men fascinated by her feet. She didn't care about Ning Chun and Yongqing's gaze, but was a little surprised at Cao Yong's ignoring her. She couldn't help but look at Cao Yong more.

When I saw this, my heart moved. As the saying goes, "My sister loves pretty, and the brooch loves money." When Tang Jiaojiao saw Cao Yong's handsome appearance, he felt a little happy. He also saw that he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he felt that there were fewer women like this, so he should be very easy to coax. If he couldn't help, he could coax him to carry him back to a side room. After looking at his clothes carefully, although he looked simple, his clothes and materials were extraordinary, and he thought he was a child of a big family. He thought that even if he couldn't enter the house, it would be good to keep him in an outside house. No matter how bad he was, he could make more gold and silver, and he would have a lifelong dependence.

With a very good abacus, Tang Jiaojiao's face was even more charming, and she asked softly: "What kind of song do you want to hear?" As she spoke, she looked at Cao Yong with a charming look.

Unexpectedly, Cao Yong only buried his head in eating vegetables, but he didn't look at her. Tang Jiaojiao was gritting his teeth secretly, and heard Ning Chun come back to his heart, and smiled with a saliva: "I heard that Miss Jiaojiao has the best voice for a long time. No matter what songs, the girl only chooses to sing her own body."

Tang Jiaojiao's eyes roamed, she smiled sweetly, her jade fingers curled up, and she made a sound, gently opened her red lips, and a sweet and coquettish voice floated out:

A pretty enemy. You are very kind and kind. You are so fond of your eyebrows and my eyes are gone. I have tried my best to do anything for you, and I am not angry even if I don’t have the hands.

I am shy when I see you, but I feel obsessed with you. I am shy and shameless, so I teach me what to do about this.

Pretty enemies. Why have you been there? People can't help but think in their hearts. You're so impressed that you're so sad that you can't lick the sugar on the tip of your nose, and you can't lick it, and smell the scent. You're throwing some sweetness away and telling people to think slowly."

Seeing this situation, Cui Xiu knew that she could not steal Tang Jiaojiao's head. She didn't even open her mouth, and she just played the pipa and combined it with Tang Jiaojiao.

The two of them played and sang three or two more lewd tunes, and two pots of wine were already put on the table.

Qiu Niang turned to a freshly warm wine with a blushing face. Ning Chun stopped looking at Tang Jiaojiao, but she was only sucked on Qiu Niang. Her eyes turned with her for two weeks. She couldn't help but pull her into the table, and then greeted the two and Xing Mei to come for the wine together.

Tang Jiaojiao sat beside Cao Yong, first toasted everyone with a cup, then took out his skills and leaned on Cao Yong in a delicate manner, toasting, soft words and teasing, and passionate.

Originally, Cao Yong had a very good impression of Tang Jiaojiao's very beautiful face, but his little feet immediately left three points. Later, he heard her sing the tune, and the singing style was good, but the music was too inconsistent, and the favorability was gone three points again. When she sat beside her, a strong and sweet fragrance came out of her body, and the fragrance was fragrant, but it made Cao Yong's forehead hurt, and his favorability was gone three points again. The last part was burned to ashes by the fire-like enthusiasm. He was so old-fashioned that he had accompanied the guests, but he didn't have a clean obsession, so Cao Yong really couldn't have the idea of ​​having a love for his lover.

After a while, Cao Yong had no favoritism for Tang Jiaojiao. He had thought that drinking flowers and wine in the flower building was the dream of every man; now that he really encountered such a courtesan, he just thought it was just a sight to see the world. Cao Yong did not discriminate against these women, but he did not have the heart to cherish the fragrance and jade.

Because he was a girl after all, and had a sensitive identity, it was difficult to determine the severity of this refusal. If he didn't say a word, he would offend the whole woman on the table. After all, Ning Chun's concubine was also born in a brothel. If she was too careless, she would be afraid that Ning Chun would not look good. Therefore, Cao Yong only acted ignorant, casually spoke to Tang Jiaojiao for a few words, and then just talked to Ning Chun and Yongqing.

Because of her appearance and figure, Tang Jiaojiao has always regarded herself very well. When she was on the sign, she was held by many guests. She was naturally charming, and someone climbed under the pomegranate skirt when she hooked her hands. Therefore, she regarded herself as a heartthrob, and never thought that there would be men in this world that would not like her.

At present, Tang Jiaojiao was just as fond of Cao Yong. When she saw him dodging, she only wanted to think that he was a young man. She had never joked with the woman, so she avoided her because of shame. The more Cao Yong was like this, the more itchy she felt in her heart, and it became more sticky. She had already treated Cao Yong as Tang Monk's flesh and wanted to swallow it in one bite.

Cao Yong pushed two glasses of wine. Seeing that the woman was so bleak, her face faded. She was too lazy to even be perfunctory to do it, so she simply ignored her.

Yongqingyuan was still looking at Cao Yong's heart for the girl. When he drank wine, Cui Xiu, who was standing beside him, smiled faintly. He left this behind and was only happy.

After playing with Ning Chun, he poured him two cups of wine. Yongqing happily turned around and talked to Cao Yong. Just as he saw Tang Jiaojiao's white little fleshy hand holding a cup and making do with it. Cao Yong threw away his face to avoid it. He immediately remembered that his mission was coming, and he couldn't help but sink his face, glared at Tang Jiaojiao, reached out to grab a few golden seeds from his purse and threw them on the table: "Down here, give us three brothers and three of us!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone on the table was stunned. Tang Jiaojiao and Cui Xiu were both angry and annoyed, but Qiu Niang's face turned pale, and Ning Chun's face was a little uneasy.

Although I knew Yongqing was helping him, Cao Yong was somewhat accusing him of being reckless. Didn’t this make Ning Chun unable to come to Taiwan? I had to speak carefully at the moment and think about finding a way out for everyone.

However, Xingmei has been rolling in the Fengyue Field for more than ten years. She has seen all kinds of people and passed by all kinds of places. She was not angry after hearing Yongqing's words. She still had the brightest smile on her face and shook her handkerchief: "Oh, look at my memory. There is a soup stewed on the fire! Don't blame me! This is the method from the south. The soup needs to be stewed for two hours before it tastes delicious. I will go and see if I have served it. I will serve it to the old man. Jiaojiao, Cuixiu and I will go and see the fire in the kitchen." As he said that, he stood up and winked at Cuixiu and Tang Jiaojiao.

Tang Jiaojiao stood up reluctantly. Although she couldn't bear to part with Cao Yong, she didn't dare to bother her anymore. In desperation, she could only pretend to be smiling, Fu bowed her lower body and followed Xingmei out. When she turned around, she glanced at Cao Yong, and secretly bit her silver teeth.

Ning Chun knew that Yongqing had a temper, so he naturally would not get angry, but his identity was in his heart, which was somewhat embarrassed. Seeing his wife's grievance and crying, she felt a little distressed, so she clenched Qiuniang's hand tightly with one hand, rubbed her with the other hand a few times, and said a few words in her ear.

Qiu Niang spitted on him with a blushing face, and also stood up and sued him for his crime.

Ning Chun quietly pinched Qiu Niang's buttocks and watched her go out with a smile. She turned around and stopped smiling. She pushed Yongqing helplessly: "Grandpa, you are really my dear grandpa! Put your golden seeds away, and leave some face for me next time!"

Although Yongqing has been socializing for many years, he has never had a gentle and gentle moment. In his eyes, the bitch is not a person, he just plays fun, scolds him, chases him down and even kicks him. Therefore, he didn't think he did anything wrong. He heard Ning Chun say this and laughed: "I only see that the bitch with pink balls is disliked. I don't want to sweep your face, so I'll accompany you. I'll be the host of VIP Building tomorrow."

As soon as Tang Jiaojiao went out, Cao Yong's breathing immediately became much smoother. Seeing that Yongqing was still saying "bitcher", he kept saying "bitcher". He was afraid that Ning Chun would be angry, so he interrupted: "I don't know how Brother Tiancheng is doing recently. I haven't received his letter yet. Does Brother Jingming have any news?"

Yongqing put aside the subject of the bitch and followed Cao Yong's words: "Tiancheng should probably take over, right? I said, Jingming, how is your errand?"

Ning Chun also said that there was no news about Ma Jun, and said that his errand was being carried out at home, so the three of them talked about the officialdom.

After three rounds of wine, Xingmei sent a maid to come up and whisper back to Ning Chun, saying that the wing room was cleaned up.

Ning Chun asked the two brothers what they meant, and Yongqing insisted on not staying overnight. Cao Yong was afraid that the courtesan Tang Jiaojiao would hang up again, so he also agreed to Yongqing. Ning Chun had no choice but to send the two out.

*

When I came out, it was already dark, and snowflakes were floating and rising. The wind was not strong, and the snow fell on my face, which was cool and pleasant.

Yongqing stretched out his arms and twisted his neck comfortably, and yawned. Cao Yong knew that he was sleepy, so he refused to let him see him off again. It turned out that when he came out, Yongqing was afraid that something would happen again, so he insisted on sending him off for a while. Now he saw that the road was not far from the Cao family, so he responded and told Cao Yong to take a few words and go back home by horse.

When Cao Yong beat out the door, he saw Xiaoman smiling stubbornly. When Yongqing left, Xiaoman almost laughed out loud. Cao Yong was so funny that he couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter? So happy? You guys just now had some delicacies outside?"

Xiaoman replied with a smile: "I admire the uncle!"

Cao Yong heard this, how could he say this? Xiaoman winked and said with a smile: "Didn't the uncle send someone home to tell me to stay overnight? I just now in the yard, although it was far away, but the servant also saw a few beauties like fairies from afar. I didn't want the uncle to stay overnight and came out like this!"

"Every child is a child, what are you thinking about!" Cao Yong cursed with a smile.

Xiaoman muttered dissatisfiedly: "Who is still a child? In a few months, Xiaoman will be fifteen! Even if you have never seen anything in the kiln, you have heard of it!"

Cao Yong thought of Cao Song and Cao Yi. Although it was not shameful to go out to see the Fengyue Field, he still had to maintain a good image of "high-quality brother" in front of his younger brothers and sisters. Therefore, he specifically instructed Xiaoman: "You have to remember that I was just taken to drink by Master Ning. Don't talk nonsense when you look back!"

Xiaoman held back his laughter, pretended to be serious, nodded and responded: "This little one can save you the trouble, our uncle is a decent person!"

Cao Yong was too lazy to listen to Xiaoman's poor words anymore, and remembered Ning Chun's top concubine Qiu Niang. No wonder Ning Chun treated her differently. As for the women just now, Qiu Niang was good-looking and had no smell of dust. No matter how you look at her, she was a woman with a gentle appearance. When she thought of the courtesan Tang Jiaojiao, he had goose bumps again and quickly shook his head, no longer thinking about these messy things.

*

Cao Mansion, Kuiyuan.

Zhu'er, Cui'er and others sat on the kang in the east room, making needles and threads while talking. Huan'er started to laugh and came in from the outer room: "It's getting heavier and heavier. I'll be building a snowman to play tomorrow morning!"

Zhu'er pointed at the tip of her nose with her finger: "What a stupid girl, I know how to play. The old man didn't bring a snowproof cloak when he went out in the morning, and didn't know where to rest at night. If the snow kept going tomorrow, it wouldn't be tight if his clothes were dirty, and it would be great if he caught a cold!"

When Chai'er heard this, she was actually Amethyst's tone and couldn't help but look at Zhu'er. Zhu'er lowered her head and asked Cui'er about her beauty.

As he spoke, footsteps started, and Cao Yong and Amethyst came back and forth.

Zhu'er and others came out of the east room to help Cao Yong sweep snow to change his clothes. Cao Yong saw Zijing coming in with his cloak and asked, "Have you gone to Ping'er's yard? Today, she went with Mrs. Jueluo to burn incense. Everything went smoothly?"

Amethyst nodded, went to his cloak, thinking about how to report back to Cao Song and Fangcha.

Cao Yong yawned. After drinking this wine for several hours, he sat down sorely that his back and forth, and he said, "I'm really tired, please send someone hot water!"
Chapter completed!