Chapter 067 Blue House

In the morning, Lin Zimo, who was in a sedan chair, went to the county government together with Wang Qiang. After leaving here for many days, business must have piled up. Dare not neglect him, he came to his government office and immersed himself in dealing with all kinds of chaotic and complicated official affairs. This is the nature of my work, so there is no good complaint. Lin Zimo, who was tired for most of the day, sat in a circle chair, picked up tea and took a sip, but just had the right to rest. Wang Pengfei, who hasn't seen his boss for many days, came to greet him.

Lin Zimo, who put down the tea in his hand, asked with painstakingly, "Is there a good place to pass the time in Pingnan County? It's a good place where you can relax both physically and mentally. If people stay there, they will feel that the time passes quickly.

Wang Pengfei, standing in front of him, turned his mind and understood what he meant: "Yes, and it is indeed a very good place. It's just that kind of place is suitable for me and others, but not suitable for people with the status of the master.

Lin Zimo, who was curious, did not have his strict hierarchy in his consciousness, so he issued an orderful tone and said, "I am very strange. The more I am not suitable for me, the more I will go. After the break-out, we will go to the place you mentioned.

It's hard to say that Wang Pengfei had to agree and stay and wait. At the time of the scattered government, Lin Zimo slowly got up and moved his body a few times by the way. After handling a lot of official business, he felt that his whole body was about to fall out. I really want to go to a good place in Wang Pengfei's mouth, and then relax my body and mind.

Lin Zimo asked his sedan chairmen to go back first and say to Yang Mengqi that he would return late. Under the guidance of Wang Pengfei, he took Wang Qiang and walked forward. Although he has been in Pingnan County for several months, it does not mean that he has been to all the places. After all, there are still many places he has not been to and heard of.

Wang Pengfei, who walked halfway, stopped and suddenly remembered a very important thing. He turned around and said seriously, "Sir, you'd better change your casual clothes, otherwise it will bring you a lot of trouble."

Lin Zimo wondered what the place he said was like. Why are there so many rules for playing, drinking a drink and having a meal? He changed his mind in an instant when he didn't agree. After all, he should abide by the rules set by others. If you can't have an official body, you can fly and become domineering. If it's really as fun as Wang Pengfei said, next time you will bring your brother-in-law to kill time. After all, the nights of this era are really difficult.

"Okay, I promise you." Lin Zimo smiled and said, "Let's go to the clothing store to change clothes."

The three walked into a nearby clothing store. Xiao Er, who greeted each other with a smile, is quite enthusiastic about promoting his own clothes. Lin Zimo, who looked around, finally chose a set of scholars' costumes here. When he changed his casual clothes, he immediately gave people the feeling of a young master of a large family. In order to cooperate with his boss Wang, he took off his official clothes and changed into ordinary clothes. Wang Qiang, who is already the housekeeper of Lin, paid the necessary money to the shopkeeper of the clothing store and bought a piece of cloth to wrap his master's official clothes and carry it with him. Wang Pengfei is not as troublesome as him. Just order the shopkeeper to send him home.

After they left the ready-to-wear store, Lin Zimo, who felt a little bored, bought a good folding fan in the antique shop next to him. Feeling a little interesting, he felt that he was going to a masquerade party, and Wang Qiang's duty was to pay money for his master. Lin Zimo, who felt that everything was right, asked Wang Pengfei to continue to lead the way.

In winter, the days are short and the nights are long, which makes the sky dark quickly. Wang Pengfei led them directly into a gatehouse decorated with a lot of powder smell. Lin Zimo, who didn't look at the sign, waved a folding fan with his hand and put on an image of a vassal prince, and Wang Qiang entered behind him.

As soon as they entered, they saw a flowery middle-aged woman and a hunchbacked middle-aged man coming towards them. The smiles on their faces were extremely bright, and the names of 'Master' and 'Mr' were endless. Lin Zimo, who took a cursory look, didn't feel too much, but was led by them to sit in a place.

"This prince is very good-faced. Should it be his first time to come here?" The middle-aged woman asked with a smile while pouring tea herself.

Lin Zimo closed the paper fan in his right hand and smiled, "I did come here this time, but I don't know what's interesting here?" You might as well introduce me."

"Although the prince came a little early, he came very coincidentally. We have just arrived here with a batch of fresh goods. The smiling middle-aged woman turned to the other direction confidently and said, "If you can come to me, I will never let you down. The girl here is a water spirit, no worse than other places.

I heard a general understanding of Lin Zimo, but I'm still not sure that the place Wang Pengfei brought him to is a brothel. After all, I haven't seen the legendary dusty woman with my own eyes. Without regret and ideological and moral pressure, he thought that this ancient kiln was like this? That's all there is to say.

"You sit down and have a few cups of Xingtang spring wine here. It will take some time for the show to start. The lady who had already valued Lin Zimo from top to bottom told the turtle next to him, "Give me a good greeting of these three guests. If there is a little neglect, you should be careful of your skin. Good wine, good dishes will be served to this table first.

The smiling turtle nodded and agreed, and then turned to the kitchen to prepare the dishes.

"This should be the brothel, right?" Lin Zimo asked Wang Pengfei, who was sitting in his left hand, with further confirmation.

"Exact." Wang Pengfei, who turned sideways, reported without a smile: "Why don't we go?"

"Don't be nervous, relax and don't make a face." Seeing that they didn't have a smile on their faces, Lin Zimo smiled and said, "Since we are out to play, don't look like working in the government office."

This is why he finally understood the reason why Wang Pengfei had to change the official uniform by himself. There was such a clear provision in the law of the Ming Dynasty that all officials who are prostitutes should be 60, and those who matchmakers should be reduced by the first class. If the officials' descendants are prostitutes, the same is the same. In addition, no matter whether it is an official or a scholar, anyone who has a prostitute or has a slight evil behavior will be demoted, and if it is serious, it will be reformed and will never be hired. The former was stipulated by the period of Zhu Yuanzhang, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, while the latter was an edict of the period of Xuanzong Zhu Zhanji.

Nowadays, although Xianzong Zhu Jian is sitting on the dragon bed, the problem of whoring-prostitution of officials can be big or small. Lin Zimo knew that this was an unspoken rule of officialdom. He believed that the whole Ming Dynasty did not know how many people were doing it from Beijing to local officials. Even if you come blatantly, there will be no problem, but it just doesn't sound good.

Under the Zhangluo of the turtle, six exquisite dishes were placed on the table of the three people. He poured wine for them separately, said 'slow use' and turned to greet the guests he knew. As soon as he left, and the old lady followed him, laughing and enthusiastically, he was busy introducing them to their old customers.

Lin Zimo, who didn't take it seriously, raised his glass and said, "Come on, let's drink one first."

Wang Qiang and Wang Pengfei quickly picked up the wine glass in front of them and drank them all. Sitting with Lin Zimo, they feel both honored and uneasy. After all, it is a normal psychological reaction caused by the disparity in identity and status.

Lin Zimo's so-called did not leave, not that he really wanted to be a prostitute, but to see what the prostitutes in the Ming Dynasty looked like. As for the good play in the old man's mouth, he is looking forward to it even more. I and the two of them waited patiently while eating and drinking. Since there is a good play, he can't miss it.

With the passage of time, the originally empty position is full. Lin Zimo's choice of position is inconspicuous, and the light of the candlelight is not as bright as the electric light, so no one will deliberately pay attention to his existence. Besides, from ancient times to the present, men who came out to play this kind of game have formed a tacit understanding: as long as they are not too familiar with each other, they pretend not to know each other.

There are three or two people sitting at each table. The old and young clients have been getting the news in advance, so they are all as excited as chicken blood. They drink and chat about their romantic affairs. This group of people are willing to talk about the ** kung fu of the girls in the brothel.

"What do you think will be the good play in the pimp's mouth?" Lin Zimo, who was very interested, asked with a wine glass in his hand.

Wang Pengfei, as the head of the catcher, has known the way for a long time and solemnly explained to him: "This good play refers to buying and selling new girls at a price**. Whoever pays the highest price can be qualified to open the girl.

"So, the better the girl is, the higher the price will be." Lin Zimo, who understood it, asked curiously, "How often will this kind of thing happen, and how many girls will there be each time?"

"There is no fixed number. There are many people fleeing everywhere outside the city. I'm afraid they will sell their daughters in order to survive. Wang Pengfei said without a smile, "I guess this old pimp and turtle must have gone out of the city to buy a lot of little girl, otherwise so many people would not have come."