Pingkang Fang is close to the Imperial City, with Wubenfang on the left and Dongshi on the right, which is a prosperous feng shui land with a superior location, and there are many brothels here, so that the daily traffic is like a dragon.

The Tang Dynasty is open, the Qinglou exists legally, the literati and high-rollers like to drink flower wine, and they don't go, others still think it's a bun from a small place, the officials go to the Qinglou to relax, the businessmen go to the brothels to find fun when they are resting, and the literati and scholars find a beautiful girl to develop inspiration or something, which is completely understandable.

Especially at night, when the door is closed, and most of the streets in Chang'an City are dark and silent, Pingkangfang, which is the "red light district" of Chang'an, is brightly lit: the turtle slaves on the street are working hard to attract guests, and on the fence of the green building, the ** dressed up in makeup constantly throws flattery to the passers-by, and in the lobby, the musicians are playing, the dancers are singing, and in the private room, the benefactors who are looking for joy are holding their favorite fans and drinking slowly, and their eyebrows are affectionate.

The bright lights, the glamorous music and the pretty faces that forget to laugh all show the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty and the prosperity of Pingkangfang.

Pingkangfang is not big, but there are many brothels in Qinglou, such as Chunfeng Building, Lane Moon Building, Qunfang Courtyard, Lanxiang Pavilion, Lichun Courtyard, Tingyu Building, etc., there are more than 200 large and small Fengyue places in a square place, and there is a reputation of small Suzhou and Hangzhou.

There are more than 200 brothels in Qinglou, with Chunfeng Building, Tingyu Building, Qunfang Yuan and Lichun Courtyard being the most famous, these four top Qinglou brothels in order to compete for business, often fight openly and secretly, it can be said that each has a winner or loser, but recently Chunfeng Lou has a slight upper hand, because it has a Lin Xun'er.

Lin Xun'er is a young man who has been cultivated by Chunfeng Lou, and has been practicing since he was four years old, ten years later, Lin Xun'er not only looks like a flower like jade, like a hibiscus out of the water, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and also makes a good poem, it can be said that the color and art are unique, and the most important thing is that this 14-year-old beautiful girl is still a clear girl, and she has not been combed (the first time in ancient times was called combing, or combing, the original intention was to comb the hair with a wooden comb, comb the hair together, and tie a knot on the top of the head, indicating the end of girlhood, It is generally only used to describe the first night of a woman in a green house), and it is very popular in Pingkangfang.

If it weren't for the hard enough background of Chunfeng Building, Lin Xun'er would have been combed together, and many noble children were secretly competing to see which one would come first.

Lin Xun'er is very famous in Chang'an, in addition to her bright color, singing is also a must, the voice is as graceful as Huang Yu out of the valley, she has been worshipping a famous teacher since she was a child, and she has sung well, many people specially ran to Chunfeng Building, just to enjoy Lin Xun'er's self-singing performance.

This night is the sixth day of the fifth month, not a solar term, but the lobby of Chunfeng Building is overcrowded, many people just don't have seats, even standing and listening to it with relish.

Lin Xun'er played and sang the great poet Wang Bo's "Send Du Shaofu to Shuzhou":

The city is supplemented by three Qin, and the wind and smoke look at Wujin.

Parting with the king, the same is a eunuch.

There is a confidant in the sea, and the end of the world is like a neighbor.

Inaction is on the wrong path, and the children are stained with scarves.

The song is changed from the "Folding Willows" handed down from the Six Dynasties period, the old song is accompanied by new words, and under the performance of Lin Xun'er, the singing voice is sometimes graceful, such as the gurgling water in the mountain stream; Sometimes melancholy and sad, such as lovers facing life and death, the sound of the piano fluctuates with the feelings of the song, and for a while, there seems to be only one voice singing in the huge lobby, and only a guqin is playing.

When the last note stopped, the whole hall was silent, half loud, and suddenly erupted into a stormy burst of applause and cheers:

"Okay, singing so well."

"Miss Xun'er really deserves to be the first Oiran in Chunfeng Building, this song is amazing."

"This song is like Huang Zhong Da Lu, it's worth the trip."

"Miss Xun'er's singing, that is the aftermath of the beam, three days endlessly."

"It's so beautiful, look at it."

"Look."

The word "reward" sounded, as if touching a certain signal, the people in the lobby took out money from their bodies and threw it on the stage, and the scene seemed to erupt with a sound of Ding Ding dang, like a rain of copper coins.

Zheng Peng, who was sitting in the audience, was surprised to see that the money on the ground, in addition to the yellow and clear five plant coins, was thrown in strings, and even golden beans.

Always a thousand dollars, ten thousand dollars.

This money is too easy to make, Zheng Peng is a little red when he sees the money in that place.

Before he could finish his sigh, someone suddenly sang loudly:

"Zhengzhou Lu Gongzi at table eight, reward Xun'er girl with 30,000 yuan."

Zheng Peng turned his head to look, only to see a subordinate hand over a tray of money to the turtle slave who maintained order, and after the turtle slave received the money, he sang loudly like a chicken blood.

At this time, Lin Xun'er, who had been sitting upright, stood up, saluted in the direction of table eight, and said softly: "The slave family thanked Lu Gongzi." ”

A young man with a round face and big ears stood up at table eight, and while returning the salute to Lin Xun'er, he said with some excitement: "Miss Xun'er's song is like a natural sound, listening to this song is worth the trip, this is just a little caution, haha." ”

As soon as Zhengzhou Lu Gongzi sat down, the turtle slave sang loudly again: "Twelve tables of He Jinshi rewarded Xun'er girl with 50,000 yuan." ”

"Table No. 7 Wang Wailang, reward the Xun'er girl with a pair of good mutton fat jade pendants."

"Mr. Qian at Table No. 3, I will appreciate a pair of red gold finishes for Miss Xun'er."

"Doctor Zhao at table No. 1, reward Miss Xun'er with ten horses."

......

With the turtle slave continues to sing, people continue to come forward to give gifts, after a while, the front of the stage is full of trays of gifts, money, jade pendants, brocade forging, gold utensils are everything, people are dazzled, roughly estimated that the value of the gift is not less than three hundred.

It's not easy to earn, it's just good to grab.

Zheng Peng remembered the two lines of Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing": Wuling is young and entangled, and a song of red silk is unknown.

I thought it was a poet's exaggeration, but now it seems that it is realistic.

just sang a five-character quatrain, although Lin Xun'er sang it twice, but there were not a few words after singing it twice, no wonder the old bustard in Chunfeng Lou refused to let Lin Xun'er comb it up, keeping her identity as a clear child, and being able to attract money even more, raising her is equivalent to raising a cash cow.

Bai Juyi's poem only mentions "Wuling is young", and here, in addition to many young men, there are also members (official positions), doctors (a kind of official positions), businessmen, children of wealthy families, etc., which can be said to include the powerful or wealthy strata of the Tang Dynasty.

In later generations, go to be merry and happy, hiding and tucking them one by one, either afraid of entering the "trumpet" or afraid of a fire in the backyard, but in Datang, drinking flower wine is a fashion, not only generous, but also let people sing out loud, where are the people, what positions they hold, etc., which is surprisingly arrogant.

This point is also related to the Qinglou culture of Datang.

When it comes to brothels in later generations, what comes to mind is the sale of skin and meat, which is somewhat unsightly, but it is an elegant thing in the Tang Dynasty, not only because the brothels in the Tang Dynasty are legal, but the girls in the Qinglou like to sing the poems of celebrities and scholars, and some people sing them, and they can spread good poems as quickly as possible, which is a feature of the Tang Dynasty.

When literati go to the Qinglou, they are not only accompanied by empathetic beauties, but also hear the latest good poems and good words, and occasionally get good works, and they can also let the girls of the Qinglou sing on the spot, which is also a way to become famous.

There is such a story in the Tang Dynasty Xue Yongweak's "Collection of Differences": the poets Wang Changling, Gao Shi, and Wang Zhilian went to the flag pavilion (restaurant) for a drink, which coincided with the four courtesans competing songs. There are those who sing Wang Changling's "A piece of ice heart in the jade pot", and those who sing Gao Shi's "Open the pot with tears, see the book of the day before you", but there is no poem by Wang Zhilian. Wang Zhihuan was conceited and famous, pointing to "the best among all prostitutes" and said to the two poets: "If she doesn't sing my poems, I will bow down; If you sing, you two will respect me as a teacher. And the "best" really sang "The Yellow River is far above the white clouds......

What Lin Xun'er sang just now was the great poet Wang Bo's "Send Du Shaofu to Shuzhou".

The servants of Chunfeng Lou moved quickly, and just when Zheng Peng sighed, a group of people quickly received the money and goods on the stage to the backstage, and even the scattered copper coins on the ground were also picked up.

Lin Xun'er, who earned a lot of rewards, slowly stood up with the piano, and when Zheng Peng thought she was going to leave with enough money, Lin Xun'er bowed elegantly to the audience, and said in that moving voice: "Your love, Xun'er is grateful, and now I will present another song, the reward I received just now is very large, and I feel that I am ashamed of it, you can just listen quietly, and you must not give any more rewards." ”

Can you listen to another song?

The people present applauded loudly, and many people praised Lin Xun'er loudly:

"On weekdays, Miss Xun'er only plays one song, but today she can make an exception, which is really lucky."

"Other girls, I'm afraid that the reward is not thick, only Xun'er can treat money as dung, which is rare."

"Miss Xun'er is the first beauty in Pingkangfang, can those vulgar fans compare, phew."

Everyone, you say a word to me, and there are all kinds of praise for Lin Xun'er, only Zheng Peng pouted: This Lin Xun'er is young, but he will buy people's hearts, anyway, it doesn't take much effort to sing a brother, he really doesn't love money, and he won't receive so many rewards in front of him.

It's really a good calculation to be able to get a good reputation after receiving money.

When Zheng Peng was slandering, Lin Xun'er on the stage said to herself: "This song slave family practiced a month ago, and now I dare to sing it, I am afraid that I will desecrate such a beautiful poem, if I don't sing it well, I ask you to forgive me." ”

"I heard that Miss Xun'er has a very high attainment in music, a new song can be played once you listen to it, and a new work can be practiced for three days at most, what kind of poem does Miss Xun'er value so much?" Wang Yuanwai, who was sitting at table seven and generously rewarded a pair of good mutton fat jade pendants, asked in surprise.

Lin Xun'er's pretty face, which had always been calm, showed a hint of admiration, and said yearningly: "This poem is the "Yuan Night Meditation" made by Zheng Peng Zheng Gongzi of Weizhou Guixiang and Solan Pavilion Meeting. ”

What, own poems?

Zheng Peng paused for a moment, a little unable to believe his ears, and soon, a bright color flashed in his eyes.