Chapter 1059
The next day, after taking their clothes, they bought a lot of women's things and went back to the inn for a good toss. They changed into women's clothes and put on the powder. As soon as they came out of the compartment, they looked at each other and almost didn't spit out the overnight meal.
"That's not good. We'll be killed before we get to fangchunge." Zhongwen pulled the wig off his head and turned to Sima Changfeng. "Go to the brothel and find a woman."
Sima Changfeng said angrily, "when is it? You're still looking for a woman? You -- "
" what do you think? Is Zheng Zhongwen like that? I asked you to find a woman to come back. I asked her to help us dress up. This is a lot of fat and powder. Do you know how to paint it? How can you get into the palace if you look like us now? "
Sima Changfeng let out a sigh of relief and thought he was a scum man.
"Why should I go? Can't you go? " Sima Changfeng is still scared about the last trip to the brothel. The women there are too...
Zhongwen patted him on the shoulder: "I'm married. It's not suitable for me to go to such a place. You have no wife or fiancee. It's no big deal to go once in a while."
This seems to be reasonable, but how does he feel strange?
"Well, I'll go and you'll wait here." Sima Changfeng changed his clothes and washed his face. Then he hurried out. When he found the brothel, it was dark. It was the best time for the brothel business.
One by one, the girls in exposed clothes were standing at the gate to solicit customers. He took a deep breath and walked in like going to the execution ground.
"My guest, come in to play, come --" a girl in her early twenties came up to him, held his arm affectionately, and even pulled him into the brothel.
He finally understood why so many men would say they didn't want to go, they were pulled in by others, and then... have much enjoyment and forget to go back home.
"You look nervous, young man." The girl smiled in a coquettish voice.
Sima Changfeng coughed twice, looked at the girl's face and eyes, and asked, "girl, this make-up painting is really beautiful. Did you draw it yourself?"
The woman smiled: "of course, I did it myself. I'm not the number one, but I don't have a special make-up woman to do it for me."
"Sima Changfeng's eyes brightened and asked:" there is a special make-up woman, is she there
The woman gave him a glance: "young man, are you looking for a make-up woman or a slave?"
Nonsense, of course, he came to find a makeup woman.
"Hey, my wife is so ugly. How could you look so good? I have a party to take her to tomorrow. But she looks like that. I can't take her out. I just heard about her. I was wondering if I could let her dress up my wife. At least don't disgrace me when I go out tomorrow."
The woman said with a smile: "it's better for you to marry me. I won't let you lose face." She's half joking and half serious. Which brothel woman doesn't want to be a good girl? What's more, such a handsome young man and an ugly wife in the family make life easier even if she is a concubine.
Sima Changfeng smiled: "girl, you are really joking. Is that make-up lady in now? Can you give me an introduction? "
The woman shrugged: "I don't know. I saw her this morning, but I didn't see her later. I don't know where I am."
"That's not good. We'll be killed before we get to fangchunge." Zhongwen pulled the wig off his head and turned to Sima Changfeng. "Go to the brothel and find a woman."
Sima Changfeng said angrily, "when is it? You're still looking for a woman? You -- "
" what do you think? Is Zheng Zhongwen like that? I asked you to find a woman to come back. I asked her to help us dress up. This is a lot of fat and powder. Do you know how to paint it? How can you get into the palace if you look like us now? "
Sima Changfeng let out a sigh of relief and thought he was a scum man.
"Why should I go? Can't you go? " Sima Changfeng is still scared about the last trip to the brothel. The women there are too...
Zhongwen patted him on the shoulder: "I'm married. It's not suitable for me to go to such a place. You have no wife or fiancee. It's no big deal to go once in a while."
This seems to be reasonable, but how does he feel strange?
"Well, I'll go and you'll wait here." Sima Changfeng changed his clothes and washed his face. Then he hurried out. When he found the brothel, it was dark. It was the best time for the brothel business.
One by one, the girls in exposed clothes were standing at the gate to solicit customers. He took a deep breath and walked in like going to the execution ground.
"My guest, come in to play, come --" a girl in her early twenties came up to him, held his arm affectionately, and even pulled him into the brothel.
He finally understood why so many men would say they didn't want to go, they were pulled in by others, and then... have much enjoyment and forget to go back home.
"You look nervous, young man." The girl smiled in a coquettish voice.
Sima Changfeng coughed twice, looked at the girl's face and eyes, and asked, "girl, this make-up painting is really beautiful. Did you draw it yourself?"
The woman smiled: "of course, I did it myself. I'm not the number one, but I don't have a special make-up woman to do it for me."
"Sima Changfeng's eyes brightened and asked:" there is a special make-up woman, is she there
The woman gave him a glance: "young man, are you looking for a make-up woman or a slave?"
Nonsense, of course, he came to find a makeup woman.
"Hey, my wife is so ugly. How could you look so good? I have a party to take her to tomorrow. But she looks like that. I can't take her out. I just heard about her. I was wondering if I could let her dress up my wife. At least don't disgrace me when I go out tomorrow."
The woman said with a smile: "it's better for you to marry me. I won't let you lose face." She's half joking and half serious. Which brothel woman doesn't want to be a good girl? What's more, such a handsome young man and an ugly wife in the family make life easier even if she is a concubine.
Sima Changfeng smiled: "girl, you are really joking. Is that make-up lady in now? Can you give me an introduction? "
The woman shrugged: "I don't know. I saw her this morning, but I didn't see her later. I don't know where I am."