The Red Chamber Garden was divided into three floors.
The first floor was a talent show, the second floor was a dual talent show, and the third floor was where the courtesans and Procuress, Jiang Hong'e, lived. Usually, men could not enter.
The courtesans here were different from other places. There was no such thing as accompanying guests or having their first night.
The purpose of their existence seemed to be to find a good husband for themselves, and then let Jiang Hong'e pull the strings.
This method was naturally criticized by others at the beginning. But as time passed, everyone got used to it.
Therefore, the people who entered and left the Red Chamber Garden were not just here for fun. Many people also fantasized about finding a courtesan to be their wife.
At this moment, the first floor of the Red Chamber Garden was bustling with noise.
"I heard that a young Daoist priest is going to the third floor?"
"I don't agree. I definitely don't agree. A Daoist priest with an unclear heart and few desires cultivates the Dao. What right does he have to fight with me for Miss Yiyi?"
"How dare he… How dare he come! Beat… Beat him to death!"
…
The vermilion walls were red. The ceiling tiles were tilted.
It was aesthetically pleasing and ancient.
There was an endless stream of people in the Red Chamber Garden. Lu Chen stepped onto the twenty-ninth stone step in front of the door and walked towards the door step by step. As soon as he stepped in, he saw a beautiful young lady in her teens pacing anxiously. When she saw Lu Chen's Daoist robe, her eyes lit up and she hurriedly welcomed him.
She didn't say anything. She held Lu Chen's hand and quickly walked towards the corner door.
Lu Chen said in surprise, "Miss, what are you doing?"
"This servant is Madam's maidservant. Young Master, you can call this servant Qing He. Young Master came late. Madam is already anxious from waiting upstairs. She has already urged me a few times."
"I see." Lu Chen had just calmed down when he saw Qing He reaching out to take off his Daoist robe. Her small hands were touching his body, and it was itchy.
Lu Chen was shocked. "Miss Qing He, please… please respect yourself!"
"Pfft~" The little girl smiled playfully and explained, "Young Master, don't misunderstand. When the guests on the first floor found out that someone had gone to the third floor tonight, they thought that someone had caught Sister Yiyi's eye. Madam was afraid that you would be beaten to death, so she specially instructed this servant to help you change your Daoist robe."
"Oh." Lu Chen felt inexplicably disappointed and muttered, "Then… I don't have to change my innerwear."
"…"
The little girl rolled her beautiful eyes and quickly took off Lu Chen's Daoist robe and changed into a light green robe. She smoothed out the wrinkles on Lu Chen's body and sized him up a few times. She blinked her beautiful big eyes and covered her mouth as she chuckled.
"Not bad~"
Not bad at all. Lu Chen had just turned 16, and his body size was already close to that of an adult.
Because he cultivated the Eternal Youth Technique, his muscles were well-proportioned, and his limbs were long and strong. He changed into appropriate new clothes and even looked a little stunning. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was a handsome man.
Without further ado, Qing He led Lu Chen into the hall on the first floor.
In the middle of the hall, there was a platform with a square area. There were beauties dancing on it. The sound of bamboo accompanied the dance. The surroundings were filled with people from all walks of life. Some were toasting each other, some were cheering loudly, some were burly men with sideburns, and some were weak scholars.
There were also shameless old men. With a glass of wine in their hands, their gazes were lewd as it stopped at the beauty's plump chest.
What was even stranger was that there were actually a few bald monks who were chanting scriptures. They glanced at the beauties and chanted, "Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form…"
Many people looked at the entrance from time to time. It seemed that as long as they saw a person in a Daoist robe appear, they would attack. For this reason, several proper Daoists had already been beaten until they covered their heads and fled.
Lu Chen sighed. "The mortal world is surging, and the mortal world is noisy. You and I… are both on the path of cultivation."
"Young Master, let's go." When Qing He saw that Lu Chen had stopped, she was worried that he would cause trouble. She hurriedly grabbed Lu Chen's big hand and walked quickly along the aisle. From the first floor to the second floor, the sound of extravagance could be faintly heard.
The little girl's face was slightly red as she pulled Lu Chen's hand and hurried away. After climbing up to the third floor from a secret staircase, she heaved a sigh of relief and let go of Lu Chen's hand.
A red glazed lamp hung high in the sky.
Lu Chen saw a white-furred little fox rushing over. Just as he was about to squat down and pick it up, the little fox suddenly braked and bared its small mouth aggressively.
"Yo yo yo ~"
Not only did it not allow him to hug it, but it also blocked Lu Chen's path.
Qing He hurriedly said, "Yingying, stop fooling around. Madam asked him to come up."
"Yo, yo~" The little fox barked again and ran back angrily.
Seeing Lu Chen's confused expression, the little girl explained, "Yingying is very sensitive to the smell of strangers. Men are usually not allowed to come up to the third floor."
"Oh."
Lu Chen was deep in thought. He wondered if Jiang Hong'e was really a vixen. He didn't know why she built this Red Chamber Garden, and it was built near the Town Guards Mansion.
It was obvious. This was the tacit approval of the Town Guards Manor. In that case, she probably wouldn't commit murder and robbery. However, he had to be careful.
Qing He guided Lu Chen through the third floor and soon arrived at a spacious room. The little girl smiled cheekily and quietly left, leaving Lu Chen alone to look around.
This room was rather large and the decorations were very warm. Carved beams and painted pillars, with a bronze mirror and silver comb. The fragrance of smoke wafted up. The curtain was heavy.
Lu Chen took a few steps forward and saw a screen further in. On the screen was a semi-transparent ink painting. A woman was drinking wine against the moon with a few lines of poetry on it.
Through the screen, one could vaguely see a figure lying on a beautiful bed behind.
Her curves were exquisite.
It was curvaceous.
"…"
Lu Chen raised his eyebrows and boldly took a few steps forward.
"Yo, yo…" A few warnings from the little fox sounded from behind the screen. Lu Chen hurriedly stopped and finally saw the poem on the screen.
"Spirit Deer Carriage, carefree osmanthus.
"Luan and phoenix paired, mandarin duck's graveyard.
"Drinking and playing chess under the osmanthus tree, the saying is that ruthlessness is the most affectionate.
"End of the mortal world, lover's tribulation.
"A butterfly flew, reunion of lovers.
"The sorrow, joy, and separation, the red thread in my hand."
....
This painting expresses the sentiments, and a poem that expresses its will.
"The Red String of Fate!" Lu Shen recited the poems in the painting and vaguely understood Jiang Hong'e's true motive for building the Red Chamber Garden. He muttered, "Could it be that it's also for cultivation?"
"You're quite knowledgeable."
Jiang Hong'e got up from the bed and lazily stretched her graceful curves. She put on a red gauze dress and walked around the screen with her bare feet. She appeared in front of Lu Chen and sized him up with her seductive eyes. She was slightly surprised.
Round pearls and smooth skin…
The curvaceous… Jiang Hong'e.
When Lu Chen saw the other party, he recalled the dream from last night. His heart could not help but beat faster, especially the outfit in front of him that could make people vomit blood. He quickly looked away.
"Hehehe~~" Jiang Hong'e looked at the embarrassed young Daoist priest in front of her and laughed until her body trembled. She was charming. Her smile suddenly changed as she reprimanded, "A vulgar man hides something else!"
"Don't swear!"
"Hmph!"
Jiang Hong'e crossed her arms in front of her chest and snorted. She said disdainfully, "It's normal for men and women to have sex. There's no need to twist and turn!"
Lu Chen was embarrassed. He knew that the negotiations between the two sides had already begun. If he could not suppress the other party, it would definitely be difficult for him to take the initiative in the subsequent negotiations. He boldly retorted,
"Everyone knows how to boast. If it's really as you said, why is the dignified Jiang Hong'e, the procuress of the Red Chamber Garden… still a virgin?"
"You… you…" Jiang Hong'e was embarrassed and angry, but she couldn't refute him. She was so angry that her chest was trembling.
Lu Chen calmed down. The pair of dog eyes he had cultivated in his previous life did not disappoint him.