019 first appearance 1

"Those ladies," Du Yingzi curled her mouth and waved her red handkerchief: "One by one, I can't wait to pick off all the flowers in the sky and hang them on my body and put them on my head. The smell of that body..."

She pinched her nose and waved her veil: "It's so thick that it choked to death! He also painted his eyebrows and temples, dressed up in a little color, and couldn't wait to take off all his facial features and make a new face to paste them. Just like this, he stood in front of the men, scratched his head, was cowardly, and hummed so loudly that it was not as good as the crow, and then drilled into the men's arms for silver..."

Speaking of this, Du Mizhen over there has frowned. It is really difficult for Du Yingzi to be elegant, but Du Yingzi is unaware of it.

"I really don't understand why men like this kind of woman so much. In fact, it's just for men' entertainment. It's really cheap!"

In the end, the tone was already hateful, and the handkerchief in his hand was also severely pulled off.

Cheng Xueyan suddenly became enlightened. Is it possible that the husband of this benevolent, righteous and moral calligrapher is also a person who likes to make trouble? According to her life experience in her previous life, if her husband is not serious, most of her wives become resentful women. Once they become resentful women, they are prone to lose their reason. So... there is!

She pretended to be ignorant: "How did my aunt know so clearly? Can't she see it with her own eyes?"

So, she immediately knew that a person's face could indeed change like a neon light, and Du Yingzi's face turned white, white and red on one side, which was really beautiful.

"How could I have seen it?" Du Yingzi shook her handkerchief, and even if she was painted with delicate rose red rouge, she couldn't hide the paleness of her lips.

How could she not have seen it? Fu Yuanshan, her disappointing husband, loves to linger in Liu Lane, Hua Street. He has been caught more than ten times. If it hadn't been for crying, he would have hung up, he would have married eighteen brothel women in the house. Now he has gone to Changzhou to do business on the pretext that Cheng Zhunai doesn't like him, in fact, it is not just to avoid it. Her control? She couldn't go out in Guanjiu Hall, so she had to send money to inquire there. It is said that she had married a small collection in the house, morning and evening.

She was so angry that her teeth were itchy. She couldn't wait to immediately grab the dog man and woman over and scratch the woman's face. She really took time to go there, which made the chickens and dogs jump and drove the bitch away. However, once before, Fu Yuanshan took another concubine, who was younger and more beautiful than the previous one. He also told others that she had known that she just wanted to use her hand to drive the woman away, because he fell in love with the brothel woman, and the little concubine did not let him in...

In fact, these things were not a secret before Cheng Xueyan got married. Does she mention that she has no amnesia at all?

"It seems that I misunderstood. I thought my aunt said it so seriously, just like I saw it in person, and my aunt's dress..." Cheng Xueyan bit her lips and made an unspeakable look.

When everyone saw her like this, they looked at Du Yingzi again, but they saw that she was dressed in a rouge-colored silk peach leaf brocade dress, with a pair of pear-embroidered light skirts, and the strong fragrance flowed along the pleated skirt, which made people dizzy. The fallen horse bun on his head is slightly oblique, striving for a charming and weak posture. On it, there is a pair of fringe gold hairpins, a piece of Cuxi garnet red flower fruit pattern hairpin, four blue and silver beads fixed around the bun, which made the bun weak, but it was not enough to insert a snail and silver pin full of space, and then put it under the bun. Pink peony velvet flowers, this dress is completely beyond the jurisdiction of flowers. Her face was covered with thick powder. Although it was early spring, the sun was getting hotter, and she had been busy for so long. The powder was a little floating under the thin sweat, resulting in a slightly blurred face, and her expression was too rich... Thinking of Cheng Xueyan's desire to stop, everyone couldn't help showing their eyes and laughing.

When Du Yingzi saw this, her face suddenly turned red: "The eldest girl has been in Gu's house for three years, and she has actually practiced a sharp tooth..."

"My aunt laughed when she saw it, but I just talked about the matter and talked about it. How can I be half of my aunt? My aunt is straightforward, and Xue Yan has no grudges..."

Cheng Xueyan is neither humble nor arrogant, and her unusually pure face shows a little pure innocence.

Everyone saw that today's confrontation was very unexpected, and it seemed that something had changed imperceptibly, and they all mentioned 12 points of interest to wait and see.

Du Yingzi's chest fluctuated for a long time, and Fang burst into a sneer: "The eldest girl is really quick-minded and intelligent, but no matter how talented she is, she can't beat a divorce book!"

Cheng Xueyan sneered in her heart. If Mr. Gu is really a person looking for flowers and asking willows, it's not a pity to leave. She just doesn't understand why women must rely on men for a living. As long as there is a man, no matter how unbearable a man is, it seems that as long as he is not rested, he can be proud, and she can laugh at others righteously and completely forget herself. How did you swallow your anger? Is this virtuous or stupid?

"What about the book of divorce? It's better than secretly asking for completeness. I feel relaxed. She brushed the broken hair between her temples and glanced at Du Yingzi.

This is hitting Du Yingzi's pain. She is not compromised, but she has nothing to do with Fu Yuanshan. She still remembers that the last time she made a fierce noise, Fu Yuanshan patted the table and threw a sentence, "If you quarrel again, I will leave you!"

She raised her hand with the pillow and immediately shook...

"Easy? A few days ago, I don't know who was looking for death and life in Yanran Pavilion..." Du Yingzi never showed weakness.

Since she entered Cheng's house, she trampled Cheng Xueyan to death. How could she be allowed to turn over? She is indeed a little abnormal today, but... the blind man lit the lamp for nothing!

Cheng Xueyan frowned. The reason why the former owner of this body is afraid is not just because he was retired, right? She looked around and shook her head secretly at the faces looking forward to the good show.

"At this time, at that time, the moon is still cloudy and sunny, how can people's hearts remain unchanged forever?" The veil was raised, and a sentence was thrown out lightly.

Du Yingzi's mouth curled at a very high level: "Yes, the most respected lady in the imperial capital, the female gentleman who was appointed by the emperor at the age of 13, and Mr. Guan Juguan, who was certified by the royal gold medal, actually went to teach the singing of songs that can only be done in the brothel. It's really impermanence in the world. This kind of deviant behavior is true. It makes such short-sighted people sigh!"

Cheng Xueyan has made one of the most standard blessings since she came to this time and space. She is beautiful, light and magnificent: "But I don't know what evidence is there when her aunt said 'the next work'?"

"Do you still need vouchers?" Du Yingzi was inevitably impulsive when she said this, and even a little unscrupulous: "The boudoir women who should have been at home, but appeared in front of many men and scratched their heads. What else will they do besides seducing men? Good men have been ruined by them..."

"Does aunt know why men like such women?" Cheng Xueyan put up the corners of her lips and asked politely.

"Isn't there no fragrance of wild flowers? As the saying goes, a wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a prostitute, a prostitute is better than stealing, and a prostitute is not as good as a prostitute..."

Du Yingzi began to grit her teeth, but Du Mizhen had frowned and the corners of her mouth**.

"So has your aunt ever thought about the origin of this?"

"It's not because of these stinky men..." Du Yingzi suddenly stopped.

Anyway, a woman should take her husband as her husband and should not slander men.

Cheng Xueyan smiled, like the beginning of the morning flower: "Xueyan wants to talk about her own shallow opinion."

Du Yingzi hummed her nose and didn't say anything.

"Since ancient times, it has been natural for a man to have three wives and four concubines and a woman to serve a husband alone, but even for three wives and four concubines, men seem to have a preference. Why?"

"A woman serves people with lust, and she is weak and loves..." Cheng Xueman, who had never been silent, sighed.

Du Mizhen gave her a stern look, and she lowered her eyes and stirred the lilac handkerchief uncomily.

"Shurman is right. Women serve people with lust, but this color, I'm afraid it doesn't mean more than beauty, right?"

"What else?"

Du Yingzi's mouth was disdainful, but her hands involuntarily stroked her cheeks... It seemed to be a little loose...

"Then I will repeat the previous question. There are beautiful wives and concubines in a man's family. Why do they still like to visit brothel? As my aunt said, their beauty is also mediocre, but why do men linger? She raised her eyes slightly: "Women serve people with lust, and they just want to be favored by their husbands. Guan Juguan is trained by excellent women in order to get a long-lasting favor. They are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, poetry, and female boudoirs, and what they do is just... men. Whether it is a lady or a brothel, the purpose is the same. Since the purpose is the same, why do you need to emphasize what is noble and cheap?

Du Yingzi blinked and her lips moved, but found that she had nothing to say.

"It is said that women's talentlessness is virtue. Since they think this is morality, why should they establish a Guanji Hall to train women who are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, poetry and calligraphy? The female boudoir is a woman's boudoir. That's enough. Why do you still need to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting? And ask if the woman in the brothel is also very good at this piano, chess, calligraphy and painting? Otherwise, what should I rely on to please men? Since they are also good at it, are we going to refuse to teach to draw a line? Now that you already have these, what do you want to teach poetry? Hasn't a woman become a "moral" person who studies poetry and books? But I still learned, and there are many talented people among the women in the brothel..."

She was about to list famous brothel prostitutes such as Su Xiao, Li Shishi and Liu Rushi, but she suddenly thought that she didn't know which dynasty Tianhao Kingdom was, so she had to swallow it. However, this macro theory has been thought-provoking, especially Cheng Xueman, who always looked at her with surprise, although Du Mizhen still wrinkled. His eyebrows were solemn, but his eyes were not sharp, and Li Yan even flashed with tears. She was secretly happy and quickly hit the iron while it was hot.

PS: The word "Miss" has been around since ancient times, Baidu interpretation 1. 1. Song Yuanshi's name for low-ranking women (also refers to prostitutes).

Origin: According to Zhao Yi, a literary historian of the Qing Dynasty, "the daughter of Song Dynasty was called a little lady, and the young lady was called a bitch", which was taboo by everyone's daughter. In the "Yi Jianzhi" written by Hongmai in the Southern Song Dynasty, it is also recorded: "Fu Jiu is easy to travel and often prepares for Miss Sanlelin." Miss Lin is an artist. Su Wu also has a poem "Miss Yang, a prostitute at Chengbo's banquet", which is given to prostitutes. It can be seen that prostitutes in the Song Dynasty were also called "Miss". Extracted from Baidu Encyclopedia.

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