If a beautiful woman comes to find her husband, the eldest sister will be furious. If she comes to find her younger brother, it will be a lot of good luck. She hurriedly stood up and walked to the door: "Yes, you are..." The eldest sister hesitated again.

He is a beauty, and he cannot look at the Song Dynasty from the perspective of future generations, nor can he look at the Song Dynasty from the perspective of future generations. The most open-minded era was the Tang Dynasty. If a woman was wearing clothes that showed off her light, don’t make a fuss. The Song Dynasty was a little restrained, but in summer, light silk and tulle were still mainstream in the Song Dynasty.

Both girls are very beautiful. The little maid is wearing a double-ring bun and a lotus green gauze skirt. It is a dark white underwear inside. It has a small ball of face, which is very cute. The girl dressed by the other owner is wearing a purple flower-breaking skirt, with a graceful body. There are also some lotus edges on the silk gauze sleeves, a rectangular face, goose eyebrows and big eyes, which are very classic and graceful.

However, the eldest sister runs a restaurant and is knowledgeable. Although the two little girls dress very well, she still smells an unusual smell.

The girl in purple skirt gave a gift and said softly: "I have met my wife, and I am Xiaoping."

After Linjiangxian came out, many people were curious about the Xiaoping written in the poem. They never thought that she was a person who did not exist at all, including Zhao Kuangyi's brothers. They thought it was normal. A 19-year-old man had sex with a prostitute once or twice. What's the point of making a fuss about it?

But my elder sister has always disbelief. My younger brother is very honest. There are also mobile prostitutes in her shop, and she has always been sympathetic to their elder sister. If life can continue, who would like to eat this business?

That was the woman in her store, a relatively low-level prostitute, who had dozens or hundreds of copper coins. But the appearance and dressing of Xiaoping, Song Jiu sold the house he had managed by her father, was not enough to spend three or two months on her.

Her face immediately turned cloudy and turned cloudy. Song Jiu had already walked over. Instead of looking at the woman in the purple dress, she looked at the little maid and said, "Why are you here again?"

"I have met Song Jiulangjun, and it was my wife who wanted to come," the little maid bowed cleverly and said.

"Are you the little apple from Beiwa?" Song Jiu asked.

The eldest sister's face was relaxed. She didn't know each other. Hezhong was a corner of the capital, and most of the people lived in inferior people. When the two pretty ladies came, the neighbors gathered together to see each other. They could no longer be allowed to stay at the door. The eldest sister said, "Two ladies, come in and talk."

Xiaoping entered the room with the corner of her skirt. She first quickly scanned the letters on the wall and the teacher's rules, and then looked at her elder sister and asked, "Is it..."

"I am Xiaojiu's eldest sister."

"I'll pay homage to my elder sister."

The eldest sister thought to herself, I am not your eldest sister, but she said, "I dare not, I dare not."

I was still polite, so I made a cup of tea for Xiaoping.

Xiaoping felt a little unhappy. Sister Song Jiu was here, so she didn't have much to say if she had anything. She took a sip of tea and said to her elder sister with a crisp voice: "Thank you, sister."

Song Jiu looked at them locally and would not catch a cold, nor would he catch a cold. He had no idea of ​​developing anything. No matter whether this Xiaoping was a pure or a turbid prostitute, there was a saying that the actor was ruthless, the unrighteous person behind him, Du Shiniang, why didn't she like a poor scholar, but she liked the rich young master Li Jia? She loved the rich first and was abandoned later. What's the pity?

It doesn't matter, Xiaoping is here, and it looks pleasing to the eye. The beauty is a landscape. You can see such a pleasing beautiful girl in the river? Except for that little lady, Xiaoping is actually very beautiful, but it has not yet reached the point where Song Jiu loses his composure. Unfortunately, the little lady flashed and never saw it again. It seems that Zhao Kuangyi knew, but he didn't say what he could do with Emperor Taizong? And he said that he would avoid extravagant delusions. Which little lady in the family?

When he was imagining, the eldest sister suddenly said, "Miss Yu is asking you."

"Ah, what are you asking?"

Zhang Ping was extremely resentful. He said that he came to visit him in person, but he didn't even listen to him. He was still the romantic gentleman who wrote Linjiangxian. He said with hatred: "Song Jiulang, I want to invite you to sit in my yard. I wonder if I can agree?"

"I have no money to go to your yard."

This time, even my elder sister made him thunder.

The little maid beside Yuping was so angry that she hummed.

Song Jiu had Song Jiu's idea, and he had to ask clearly. If he went there, drank tea and ate fruit, he had to collect money. If he didn't have enough money, he could owe other debts, and even gambling debts. However, this little lady asked for this debt, the whole capital would laugh out loud tomorrow.

Yuping said angrily: "I won't ask for your money!"

Xiao Yin's teeth started to bite.

"When will you go?"

"It's better to choose a date than to meet the day. What's the point of Jiulang's intention?"

"OK."

The eldest sister was a little anxious and she really went, but she didn't. Song Jiu stood up and dusted the body, and said, "Miss Zhang, let's go."

Seeing his younger brother leave, the elder sister was worried. Song Jiu was just curious and went to see the world. Usually, he didn't dare to go in the yard of these people. It was too expensive and could not afford to spend money. If you don't want to see it, why not do it? But the elder sister didn't think so. She thought that her younger brother was nineteen years old and grew up. Some of them got married early, and they all held a baby. So the younger brother was moved to see this little Ping's beauty. There were several good girls in the river, but she might be interested in others, but they might not be able to like their younger brother. If you can like your younger brother, your younger brother might not be able to like others, and you can't even look at them. If you look at your younger brother, you shouldn't look at them. If you look at your younger brother, you shouldn't look at them. If you look at your younger brother, you shouldn't look at them. It would be useless if you look at them.

Sister Song Jiu was worried that Song Jiu himself was extremely erotic. The carriage was not big, but the Song Dynasty lacked horses, but now there was still a shortage of horses. There were no good horses for civilian use. Yuping and the little maid were not too crowded in the carriage. He was big and sat inside and squeezed together immediately. Fortunately, he sat on the side consciously, otherwise he would hug him left and right.

Actually, it’s nothing. In later generations, it’s normal to hug each other and dance together. Why not sit together? He sang loudly on the river bank. He fell in love with the girl, and chased her when he liked her, and asked her for something boring. Even if the girl took care of him, he would not touch her. A gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way. He also takes it in a good way. Sitting in a carriage.

At first, Yu Ping's face turned red. Seeing Song Jiu's eyes clear and calm down slowly, she said to herself: "Is he a gentleman?"

A gentleman may not be a good thing, and it is useless to encounter it badly. Unfortunately, she has not taken a physiology class, but instead feels respect in her heart. So the atmosphere in the car is completely opposite to the people outside... When we arrived at Beiwazi, it was a little far away. Between the old Fengqiu Gate and the new Fengqiu Gate, it is one of the four major commercial districts in Tokyo. The Guangbei Bridge Night Market is to the south, and then the largest wazi in Tokyo, Shubei Wazi.

Tilezi and goulu do not refer to brothels, they are places where folk artists perform, such as performing zaju, puppet show, movies, miscellaneous tricks, scattered jokes, history books, stories, storytelling, learning stories, gamblers, dance music, music, musical music, music, drum lyrics, singing and making money, selling purine singing, etc.

Some brothels are located in the northern Wazi area, which is not as crowded as the inner city or the east of the city. Some brothels occupy a larger area than brothels in the inner city. If the area is larger, they can be decorated and decorated with gardens and rockery. Instead, many yards are more elegant and interesting than brothels in the inner city. Therefore, they attract some prostitutes with extraordinary erotic skills, and their reputations are becoming more and more popular.

In general, the entire Song Dynasty was in chaos, including architecture, and the layout of buildings and rooms was far inferior to that of later generations, or even far less than that of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

Song Jiu entered Yuping's small courtyard and looked around. Unlike Liu Laolao who entered the Grand View Garden, he was comparing. He was not a designer, but he was a hiker. Something happened was because he was too donkey. Something happened on the mountain and then came to the Song Dynasty. Therefore, he has been to many areas, including some gardens in Suzhou, the Forbidden City, etc.

"Jiulang, my family is rough, and it may not be able to catch the eyes of Jiulang."

"Where is much better than my humble house." Song Jiudao, to be honest, it must be more elegant than his house, but it really didn't catch his eye. Is this the yard and house of the highest-end brothel in the capital? Some vague thoughts flashed in his mind.

When I walked into the main hall, the main hall was very simple, with some poems, calligraphy and paintings left by literati and poets hanging around it. There was a guest table in the middle, and there was a short table next to it. There was a guqin on it, and a vase was placed next to it, with a bouquet of roses, a beautiful man, and a few leaves of money and grass.

The little maid brought the fruit pot and went in to prepare to burn tea.

Yuping asked, "May I ask Jiulang, how to solve those three questions?"

Song Jiu was a little surprised: "Miss Yu, have you heard of it too?"

Yuping covered her mouth and laughed.

"It's a bit difficult. To solve them, you have to master some formulas."

"Please give me advice."

"Is one plus three equal to three plus one?"

"It's that simple?"

"Get a pen."

Yuping took the pen, Song Jiu wrote down the equation and said: "If I use A instead of one and B instead of two, does A plus B equal to B plus A. Furthermore, three plus one equals four. If C instead of four, does A equal C subtract B, or does B equal C subtract A."

Suddenly, Song Jiu expected that the little girl nodded. Do you really understand or do you understand? Song Jiu was a little confused: "Is the distance the car run equal to the time spent multiplied by the speed?"

"yes."

"Although the rickshaw and the ox cart start at the same time, the cart does not start together. The ox cart is in the middle and the distances on both sides are equal. I use X instead. The rickshaw speed is A, the ox cart speed is B, the cart speed is C, and the time required is Y, you see..."

In fact, this question is a bit suspicious of taking chances. It is a multivariate equation. It is not difficult to reasonably say, but no matter how many yuan, one yuan can be calculated with just one equation. The binary must provide two equations. If it is five yuan, five different equations must be provided to calculate the answer. But no matter how you try this question, you can only spell out three conditional equations. But there is a clever thing, that is, the time of the former is twice that of the latter. The answer that ABC can exchange it together is fifteen tea time.

Because someone solved it, Song Jiu wrote down how to solve the problem one by one.

He was also puzzled in his heart that he was using equations to solve the problem. This question was a bit confusing and he didn't know how those people used to solve the answer.

"What about the other two questions?"

Song Jiu scratched his head and said, "That's a bit complicated. There are fourteen days left. I will write out the relevant answers and formulas one by one and hang them in front of the door."

When the maid comes to tea, Song Jiuyi bows: "Thank you, my wife."

Yuping covered her mouth and laughed again, saying, "Jiulang, the song you sang that day was wrong."

“What should I sing?”

"There is also the "Jian Jia", the little lady of that family, if you describe her as us, she will inevitably be angry."

"Hey, do you know that little lady she is?" Song Jiuxi said.
Chapter completed!