The hero, I, fall in love and kill each other! [Quick Transmigration]

Reasonable, even if Qin Yuan feels that he is a little familiar, as long as he denies it, the other party will not take him for granted, so he lowered his head and said, "My lord..."

Qin Yuan's heart skipped a beat when he heard the other party's voice, as if he had been burned, he let go of his hand.

The young man in front of him has a soft voice and vulgar clothes, how could he be that person?

Mu Qiu just kept rubbing Qin Yuan's shoulders, and he clearly felt that Qin Yuan's body froze when he saw Jiang Yi's face clearly.

As sensitive as he is, he has been in the sensual field for a long time, and even if he can't figure out the meaning of some tiny details at the moment, he can still judge whether it is beneficial to him.

Mu Qiu can be very sure that Qin Yuan's reaction just now does not bode well for him. Qin Yuan is his guest, so far, no one has dared to snatch the guest away from him.

"Don't hurry up! Don't spoil your interest." Mu Qiu said to Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi hurriedly bowed his head in salute, bowed his head and exited the room, and finally closed the door.

Song Cheng seldom saw Qin Yuan lose his composure. Since he stepped into the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, the other party hadn't shown much interest. He was still muttering in his heart that he was afraid that Qin Yuan had a cold personality, so he took the trouble to arrange this night. Visiting the Xiaoxiang Pavilion is completely useless, but just now seeing Qin Yuan holding on to the wrist of a young man, Song Chengdun felt that this time might not be in vain, so he turned sideways and asked: "Brother Qin, did you like the one just now?" ?”

Qin Yuan quickly adjusted his expression, his expression was watertight, and he only said: "How is it possible."

Song Cheng thought for a while, then turned to Mu Qiu and asked, "Why didn't that person come to serve you just now?"

Mu Qiu smiled softly, and said tactfully: "The two adults are distinguished guests, I'm afraid that if you talk too much, your interest will be spoiled..."

Song Cheng: "Oh? How do you say that?"

Mu Qiu didn't want to talk too much about Jiang Yi, but just wanted to divert the topic away, and said, "Do you want to listen to the music? Would you like Mu Qiu to play a song for the two adults?"

Song Cheng was not forgiving, and asked: "Hey, don't divert the conversation, just tell me, what's going on with that man?"

While helping Qin Yuan continue to beat his shoulders, Mu Qiu said: "I'm afraid that Mu Qiu will spoil the ears of the two adults, so please don't make things difficult for Mu Qiu..."

Song Cheng glanced at Qin Yuan, and continued: "I guarantee that you won't be punished for offending you, just say it."

Mu Qiu got Song Cheng's promise, and then said slowly: "My lord doesn't know. In our Xiaoxiang Pavilion, we are very particular about what kind of prostitutes serve what kind of nobles. For example, like the two lords Naturally, Mu Qiu dare not be negligent, but those low-class prostitutes who serve the vulgar people are naturally not qualified to serve the two adults."

"However, the one just said is interesting. He has not been patronized for several weeks. Even the cooks and butchers in the alley think he is not good enough. Mother Feng Ji thought he was pitiful, so she let him stay in my room. Hit me up, do some business of serving tea and water, earn some hard money, I hope the two adults will forgive me, don't think he is offensive..."

Song Cheng quickly understood what Mu Qiu meant, and the implication was that people were of different ranks, and the young men in this brothel were also divided into levels: Mu Qiu was the number one in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and naturally served the high-class guests. Yes, those high-ranking officials and guests who spend money like water are all his guests; and those ordinary people and ordinary people who do not have a lot of money and want to have some fun will naturally have another group of young men to serve them. It's also naturally much cheaper.

And from Mu Qiu's point of view, I'm afraid that the young man who came just now is the worst type of bastard, even the vulgar people are unwilling to spend money to buy him.

In fact, it's not difficult to understand if you think about it, who doesn't come here for a spring night?People just want to have a good time, who wants to spend money to add trouble?

The best beauty among the young men is someone like Mu Qiu, who is young, beautiful, has winks, knows how to please people, and best of all, can make people feel arty, recite a poem and make it right, making people feel elegant and refined.But if you want to buy Mu Qiu for one night, the price is very expensive, not everyone can afford it, so the next best thing is to find someone with a soft waist, who is obedient and sensible.

But the worst category, I am afraid, is the young man like Jiang Yi. The other party looks too old and is not suitable for this job anymore. First of all, his body already has the signs of an adult man. In addition to the tenderness and softness of a young boy, secondly, this person's attire is really vulgar and unflattering. Even a prostitute with a little bit of taste probably wouldn't want to waste money on him.

Look at Jiang Yi, then look at Mu Qiu, one is like leftovers, the other is like beautiful jade, they are not the same.

Mu Qiu's words clearly satirized Jiang Yi, but at the end, he spoke of himself very compassionately, as if he was helping Jiang Yi, allowing him to lay hands on Jiang Yi in his room, which shows that this little girl In the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, there are also distinct levels, and the competition is very cruel.

Song Cheng felt a little sympathetic to Jiang Yi, but he didn't feel any more. After all, Mu Qiu was the beauty he bought with a lot of money to accompany him. After hearing Jiang Yi's story, he just smiled and passed it off.

But Qin Yuan ordered Mu Qiu to stop, signaling that he didn't have to wait on him anymore, and began to think about it for himself.

Seeing that Qin Yuan didn't want to let him get close anymore, Mu Qiu retreated knowingly and went to Song Cheng's side to serve the food and drink.

At this moment, Song Cheng was holding Mu Qiu with his left arm, and the boy who just performed the dance with his right hand. He hugged the boy on the left and right, and it was very uncomfortable. Seeing that Qin Yuan didn't have the slightest sympathy for the lovely people in the room, he only cared about drinking, jokingly said : "Brother Qin, you don't care about all the beauties in this room, so you don't really care about that cheap one?"

Mu Qiu was taken aback for a moment, then secretly looked at Qin Yuan, sizing up his expression.

Qin Yuan's face suddenly became extremely cold. After drinking the wine in the glass, he said in a low voice: "Only him? What is he?"

Mu Qiu secretly smiled, heaved a sigh of relief, and calmly continued to persuade Song Cheng to drink.

Song Cheng: "After talking for a long time, I still don't know the name of that cheap product?"

The young lady who performed the dance to Song Cheng was named Fan Hua, at this moment he replied: "His name is Qingcheng."

Mu Qiu gave Fan Hua a dark look, with a hint of warning.

Song Cheng let out a disdainful laugh, "Qingcheng...ha, that's really shameless, if his ghostly appearance is called Qingcheng, then isn't our Mu Qiu a fairy on the cloud? Hahahahaha... ..."

Two days later.

Jiang Yi was washing dishes in the backyard of the Xiaoxiang Hall, his hands were red from the cold, Feng Ji rushed into the backyard suddenly, and arrived before anyone could be heard: "Qingcheng, hurry up to the front! The distinguished guest from the capital two days ago came again. It's time for some Mu Qiu, you go to the room to help and serve carefully, don't neglect people! Otherwise, I want you to go around without food!"

Jiang Yi was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Qin Yuan to come back so soon, could it be that he recognized him?

The bowl in his hand slipped and he almost hit it, but he soon realized that Qin Yuan clearly ordered Mu Qiu this time, and it must be aimed at this young oiran. It was too pretentious just now.

After weighing it up, Jiang Yi felt that it would be better not to appear in front of Qin Yuan rashly, and said, "Mom, I still have a lot of dishes to wash, and I need to wash the clothes after washing the dishes. Pick, I'm really too busy, in Mu Qiu's room...let someone else take care of you."

"Stop, stop, stop! Get up immediately! Is your brain squeezed by the door? Can you tell the difference? You can help Mu Qiu take care of it, and the reward won't be more than that of you chopping firewood and washing dishes here!?"

Jiang Yi shook his head and continued to wash the dishes, "I won't make this money anymore, Mom, you can send someone else."

Feng Ji's eyes widened angrily, "I can't control you anymore, can you? Don't you want to support your younger brother? If you don't go this time, I won't let you wash the dishes!"

Jiang Yi sighed, and didn't know why Feng Ji was so persistent in asking him to do odd jobs in Mu Qiu's room this time, so he put down the bowl, wiped his hands on himself, and said, "Okay, I'll go."

Just as Jiang Yi took two steps, Feng Ji shouted from behind: "Wait! Change your ragged clothes, don't embarrass yourself in front of nobles!"

Jiang Yi looked down at the coarse cloth clothes on his body. This was his habitual attire when he didn't see customers. The clothes looked very old and turned white after washing. It was saved to support Su Ming. Su Ming recently went to a private school, and writing, ink, paper and inkstone were a huge expense. Naturally, he would not waste money on his clothes.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with it, he had gotten used to it for so many years, but Feng Ji couldn't stand it anymore, obviously felt that going to see guests like this was really unsightly and would affect the appearance of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, so he could only answer: "good."

Jiang Yi went all the way back to his room, and took out the autumn-colored gown he wore two days ago from the closet.

He actually doesn't like such bright colors, let alone such revealing clothes, but now he is no longer qualified to choose, and the guests he can barely receive now are no longer looking for him to recite poems. For these people, visual sensory stimulation is more able to arouse their desire.

Jiang Yi remembered the last time Qin Yuan saw him, and lightly touched the place on his wrist where the other party had held it, as if feeling a little hot on his face.

He still remembered that when he was a child, the young Qin Yuan blinked his immature eyes and said to him, "When I grow up, I will marry Brother Tingyun as my wife"...

At that time, he and Qin Yuan were childhood sweethearts, and Qin Yuan was a few years younger than him.