The fragrant lotus leaves are gone, and the green waves are rising in the west wind. Still haggard with the time, it is unbearable to watch.
The drizzle dreamed of returning to Jisai far away, and the cold wind blew through the small building. How many teardrops are full of infinite hatred, leaning against the lantern stem.
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When it comes to places where people live in a state of drunkenness, dreams, and death, Yunmeng Tower is the best in the entire Fengjing City. As a famous brothel in seven states, Yunmeng House dares to be ranked second in terms of decoration, utensils, food, entertainment items, and the girls who pick up customers. I am afraid no one dares to be ranked first. Since the change of dynasties, the reputation of Yunmeng Tower has doubled. However, the reason for this is not the taste of decoration, nor the charming courtesan, but a luthier.
If we say that this luthier is young, elegant, and has top-notch piano skills, he is indeed somewhat extraordinary, but the real secret that attracts all kinds of guests to come and take a look lies in his name that is destined to be nailed into the annals of history——
Thank you San.
Xie San is the third son of Xie Du, the prime minister who was beheaded. 3,780 Members of the Xie family died overnight, and only one person remained, Xie San. Everyone knows the reason, because it was he who forced the defenders to open the gates of Huadu that day.
That day the city gate was opened, iron hooves stepped in, and the crowd was in a panic. Red, red, and yellow flowers scattered all over the ground, mixed with the deep and shallow green in the rain. The beauty of embarrassment was like a gorgeous carpet, laid out in front of the Jun family's uncles and nephews.
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Looking back at the dusty past when the lotus fragrance was sold out...