Maid of a wealthy family

Chapter 1 The wealthy beggar (1)
The forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds.

Master Lan Hongen, the richest man in the Lan Family River in Liujiang Field, is a rich man, but not very popular.This Mr. Lan has been married for more than ten years. Although he and his wife sleep together every night and spend a lot of effort, he has never sowed a seed in his wife's stomach.The Lan Mansion has been passed down by three generations, seeing that Master Lan is in his thirties, this is even more anxious for the old lady of the Lan Mansion, his wife Ning, and everyone else.In the summer of this year, the old lady and wife of the Lan Mansion specially ordered the housekeeper to go to the "Fumantang" incense workshop in the county where incense candles are exclusively made, and specially made three large incense burners and two pairs of large candles.This big incense stick is 7zhang 2chi long and 5chi 3inch thick, which is only 8 chi shorter than the central pillar of the main hall of the Lanjiahe Guanyinping Niangniang Temple.A big candle is 130 feet long and as thick as a big bucket. The middle of the big bamboo is hollowed out with thick moso bamboo, and the heart is wrapped in cotton cloth. Each candle weighs 500 catties.He also invited Cao Liuzhi, a master and apprentice, who specialized in clay figurines in Xiahechang, and made [-] clay dolls with penises non-stop. They planned to tie these clay dolls to the On the body of the Bodhisattva in the Niangniang Temple, believers from the four villages begging to have children pay homage to the Niangniang and then hold them in their arms to show the kindness of the Pushilan Mansion.

On the fifth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar in the ninth year of the Republic of China, the virtues of the heavens are at work, the virtues of the moon are in the rain, and the four phases are blessed. It is suitable for travel, issuing bonds, and breaking ground.Following the will of his mother and wife, Lan Hongen led the housekeeper and servants, drove a wooden boat, and went to the county town to carry large incense sticks.The wooden boat traveled against the current and arrived at the county seat. It was past noon.After disembarking from the boat at Dongmen Water Wharf, a group of people hurried ashore and walked from Shizijie to "Fumantang" incense workshop, but unexpectedly, because the candle was too big, the poured wax had not yet condensed and could not be moved.Lan Hongen had no choice but to bring everyone to the "Huixianlou" inn, stay overnight, and wait for the next morning to carry the incense candles back home.Just as he walked to the door of the "Huixianlou" storehouse, Lan Hongen suddenly heard a cordial greeting: "Hey! Isn't this Brother Hong En? Long time no see! Long time no see!"

Lan Hongen looked up and saw two bearded men in casual clothes and cloth shoes standing on the steps at the door of the inn, looking at him with smiles.Lan Hongen thought for a while, and suddenly ran forward a few steps overjoyed, and came to the two men, clasped his fists in both hands, made a big salute, then raised his head and shouted with a smile: "Oh! So it's Brother Yuru, Brother Jia Mao, what a blessing! What a luck!" After saying that, he strode forward, grabbed the hands of the two and shook them.

The three of them were only happy and forgot about the people beside them.After a long while, the head housekeeper stepped forward with a look of bewilderment, and called out in a low voice, "Master."

Lan Hongen came back to his senses, pointed to the two men and introduced to the chief steward: "Cao Yuru, brother Chu Jiamao, I am a classmate and alumnus of a high school in Chengdu!" After speaking, he introduced the chief steward to Cao Yuru and Chu Jiamao. Said: "Hey, brother Yuru and brother Jiamao, you two are not from Quzhou Prefecture, so I don't know what you can do here!"

Cao Yuru and Chu Jiamao looked at each other and smiled faintly; turned around.Cao Yuru said: "A good man has ambitions all over the world. Why, can't he come to your land if he is not from Quzhou Prefecture?"

Chu Jiamao also said: "Exactly! Brother Wang Ru and I have been doing business here, and we have some business to do, so we have to wait a few days. We also said that we would make a special trip to visit you at your house! I didn't expect to meet you unexpectedly today. Let's go, Let's find a quiet and elegant place and have a good talk, Brother Hong En will appreciate it, right?"

After hearing this, Lan Hongen hurriedly said: "Where is that! We have been away for several years, and we are far away from each other. How can we not have a good reunion?" After speaking, Lan Hongen ordered the housekeeper to lead the servants to the inn to book a room, and then went to the inn. Eat in the kitchen; I took Cao Yuru and Chu Jiamao's hands and walked to the "Shiqiao Restaurant".

This "Shiqiao Restaurant" is a famous scene in Quzhou City, and it is built on a river in Linjiang.The building is not big, but very delicate.The carved eaves reflect the sun, the painted buildings fly with clouds, the green curtains of Zhuxuan, and the Bilan Fen Pai are not only a good place for drinking, but also a place for people with elegance to enjoy the scenery.Open the Xuan window, you can look at the blue sky and mountains from a distance, and you can look at the clear water of the river by the railing, and the hazy waves.Not only can you appreciate the magnificent buildings of the Confucian Temple, the pavilions and pavilions are integrated and magnificent; you can also see the green willows and women's robes on both sides of the river downstairs, listen to the birdsong on the branches, and watch the fishermen casting nets under the trees and wild old people fishing.Therefore, those who come to this "Shiqiao Restaurant" to pass the drunken eyes and seduce the soul of poetry are of course not those idlers who lead carts and sell oats.

Lan Hongen, Cao Yuru, and Chu Jiamao came to the "Shiqiao Restaurant", and the cheerful lady proprietress, dressed in plain colors, welcomed them into the private room upstairs and sat them down.Then, according to Lan Hongen's instructions, serve the food and wine.The three of them recounted the old days while admiring the scenery, laughing when they were happy, and sighing when they were sad.Before I knew it, the meal lasted until dusk.In the distance, the mountains have been covered with the afterglow of the sunset, and in front of you, golden ripples are surging all over the river, and even the clouds in the sky, which are as light as milk, have become bright red like fire belts.The fishing boats collected their nets, the boatmen let go, and the big and small boats slowly approached the port and the shore.The faces of the three of them were already warm, Lan Hongen looked at the sunset, and casually recited a poem that the predecessors sang about the scenery of Shiqiao:

"Changhong shelf at the city entrance in the south of the city,

Look at Jiumo, spring is coming;
潆潆 wave green,

Misty and smoky,

Under a willow-shaded bridge.

It's a beautiful spring,

who is it
Floor-to-ceiling Fangxie?

But laughing at Danqing is priceless,

Makeup pictures in the hustle and bustle.

Liu Shucui eyes,

bridge cross goose teeth,

Jingxi oriole moves to fish.

How many saddle sedan horses are there,
dark ecstasy,
Pan Tiao hates to provoke. "

After chanting, Cao Yuru and Chu Jiamao clapped their hands together and shouted: "Good! Good! Brother Hong En is still so talented, what a secret ecstasy!"

As he said that, he asked the proprietress to go upstairs to remove the cups and plates, and replace them with tea. The three of them had a good time chatting, and they talked about the tea for the rest of their lives.At this time, the stars have appeared in the dark night sky, and the crescent moon is like a hook, hanging on the willow branches.The fishing fires in the river are lit, being twisted and twisted by the swaying river water.I don't know from which dance pavilion and song stage, there are bursts of singing and dancing sounds of warblers and swallows.Seeing that it was already getting late, Lan Hongen was about to go back to the "Huixianlou" inn to rest, but unexpectedly, Cao Yuru held him down: "Brother Hong En, why are you in such a hurry? It's a beautiful night, Liu Yuejuanjuan, it's okay to sit down for a while." After finishing speaking, he suddenly turned his head and whistled outside. As soon as the whistle sounded, three stunning women turned out from the corridor outside the door, each with pink face and peach cheeks, and a bee-eyed waist, with big breasts and fat buttocks. come over.

Lan Hongen didn't know what was going on, and moved a pair of puzzled eyes from the three beauties to Cao Yuru's face: "Brother Yuru, you are..."

Cao Yuru lightly pressed on Lan Hongen's shoulder, took Lan Hongen back to his seat, and then said: "Brother Hong En, life is short, like morning dew. On this good night, why don't we indulge ourselves and have fun !"

Chu Jiamao also said: "Exactly, Brother Hong En! This situation..." He stood up, looked up at the fishing fire in the river, and then said: "The pavilion is facing the river and the sky, and the scenery is leisurely when you step on the stage! Unfortunately, good Flowers don’t always bloom, and good times don’t always come around!”

As he spoke, Chu Jiamao waved to the three stunning women.The three women immediately moved like willows in the wind, twisting their waists gracefully and gracefully, and floated to the side of Cao Yuru, Chu Jiamao and Lan Hongen, called out delicately, and sat down next to them.

Unexpectedly, Lan Hongen stood up suddenly.After hearing Cao Yuru and Chu Jiamao's words, he already understood what was going on, but he didn't want to get angry with his friends.So with a stern face, he reprimanded the three women as if he had been insulted: "We are all gentlemen who have read poetry and books and are a teacher. How can we just gossip? You leave quickly, don't spoil our brother The elegance of poetry and lyrics!"

When the three women heard this, they immediately turned pink and turned their gazes to Cao Yuru resentfully.Cao Yuru was sipping tea, when he heard Lan Hongen's words, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of tea, he hurriedly put down the tea bowl, and explained to Lan Hongen: "Brother Lan, don't be angry, you can't blame them, it's Brother Yu's intention!"

After finishing speaking, Cao Yuru stopped talking, and looked at the leaf buds in the tea bowl that were slowly unfolding like swimming fish.After a while, he picked up a piece of tea stalk attached to the edge of the bowl with his fingertips and flicked it to the corner of the wall, then looked at Lan Hongen quietly and said, "Brother Lan, don't you hear that ancient tea looks like a beautiful woman? I have it tonight." Jiaming, if there is no beautiful woman to accompany you, wouldn't it be a waste of this beautiful night? Brother Lan, don't worry, just play!"

After Lan Hongen heard this, he couldn't say anything more, so he just sat still and didn't look at the woman beside him.The woman next to her returned to her previous coquettish manner, calling out delicately, then stretched out her slender hand, and grabbed his hand.Lan Hongen blushed for a moment, and his breathing quickened.He squinted at Cao Yuru and Chu Jiamao, they were already holding the hands of two girls, and they were looking at him meaningfully.Lan Hongen just felt flustered, it was wrong to leave, it was wrong to stay.In the lingering lingering of the women around him, Lan Hongen suddenly remembered the purpose of entering the city this time, and couldn't help but be moved by the scene, and recited a poem: "Ten miles of towers and five miles of pavilions, I suddenly heard that the fairy called Lan Sheng. It's not a beggar. It's settled." , so there is E'e reporting good news?"

After singing, I don't feel sad.

When Cao Yuru and Chu Jiamao saw him, they didn't know what was on Lan Hongen's mind, and saw that he was calm and calm, so they waved their hands and let the three stunning women go.The three of them broke up unhappy, and each returned to their own inn.

Lan Hongen walked back to the "Huixian Building" inn, but he felt uneasy for a moment. The images of three women appeared alternately in front of his eyes from time to time, just like in a movie, each one more beautiful than the other.He raised the palm held by the slender jade hand of the woman beside him and smelled it. It seemed that the powder fragrance from the jade hand still remained on the palm, and Lan Hongen's body felt hot and dry.Thinking about all the things in this world, some things can be said but not done, some things can be both said and done, and some things can only be done but not said.Some things can be made a big fuss and done aboveboard, but some things can only be done secretly and cannot be known to outsiders. For example, prostitution and prostitution are probably inevitable in the world, but it is something that can only be done and cannot be done. Said, and can only be done quietly in the dark.How could Cao Yuru and Chu Jiamao do those flirtatious and hands-on affairs in front of people?Isn't this an indecent and shameless act that insults the gentleness of scholars?Lan Hongen thought over these principles over and over again, but the pink cheeks of three stunning women still couldn't help appearing in his mind, and each time became clearer and stronger.Lan Hongen gradually couldn't bear the rising desire in his heart, the heat on his body turned into a raging flame, and his internal organs seemed to swell up.Finally, he finally got up from the bed, quietly pushed open the door of the waiter, and the waiter looked at him sleepily.Lan Horn took out two ocean dollars, stuffed them into the hands of the waiter in the waiter, and then whispered into his ear.

The waiter in the waiter held Dayang under the lantern, looked carefully at the yellow light for a while, and flicked it against his ear with his fingers, then put Dayang away, smiled at Lan Hongen, and went away knowingly.

When Lan Horn returned to the room, he seemed to have been injected with a stimulant in an instant, and his whole body was filled with a kind of nervous and excited anticipation.From time to time, he stared at the hallway of the hotel room emitting dim light.Every time the sound of footsteps sounded, it made him tremble with excitement.He hated that time passed too slowly, and was also worried that the tea house would not do anything after taking the money.In the restless restlessness again and again, Lan Hongen finally looked forward to this moment, and when he couldn't restrain his hot body, the teahouse hall brought him a petite and beautiful woman.When Lan Hongen saw it, his eyes brightened immediately: This woman is more delicate and fresh than the three stunning women in the previous "Shiqiao Restaurant". Although it is not beautiful, it is rare in the world.Lan Hongen's gaze was fixed on the woman like a magnet, and his half-open mouth was fixed into an oval shape.He forgot his own existence for a moment, and only heard the sound of his heart beating violently, as if a monster was about to jump out of his chest.

At this time, the woman called out coquettishly.Lan Hongen only felt that this coquettish call made his bones go limp.

He looked out of the window, a crescent moon had fallen from the willow twigs, and disappeared somewhere. The night sky was warm and quiet.Lan Horn was sure that no one else would know what happened to him tonight except Tang Ge in the tea house.And the waiter in the waiter has already taken his benefits, just like paying tribute to the Stove King Bodhisattva, he has sealed his mouth with maltose.Thinking of this, Lan Horn couldn't bear it anymore, he put down the curtain, and rushed towards it like a cat that had never seen a meaty cat in his life.

(End of this chapter)