Chapter 430: Chapter 430

"Of course, we are the finest brothel here, with many talented courtesans and pure entertainers. Are you interested in calling a few over to play a tune or sing some songs for you? If you're interested, you can also compose poetry, paint, or whatever you desire, we have it all here." Dujuan smiled seductively, very dutifully promoting the services here.

"Does it cost money?" Xiaoyao asked.

"Of course you'd need to give some tip money."

"Then never mind, I'd rather listen to myself." Xiaoyao shook his head. Although he had some money on him, spending , it simply wouldn't last.

This place was basically a money-consuming pit that could make people lose their entire fortune. Though not as fast as a gambling house, it wasn't slow either. Plus here you couldn't win money back, in some ways, it was even more terrifying than gambling houses.

How could Xiaoyao, a not-too-wealthy little servant, have so much money to waste here.

"Hehe, does the young master also play the qin? We have musical instruments here that you can use freely. If you're a master of this art, perhaps our talented ladies might offer themselves voluntarily." Dujuan laughed coquettishly. She didn't want to expose Xiaoyao, customers came here to have fun, and they never made customers uncomfortable. They only wanted to drain customers' money, even if it was just tiny amount.

Of course, they never forced anyone. If customers were unwilling, they wouldn't mention it again, just think of other ways...

As for what she said about talented ladies offering themselves voluntarily, this was actually true. Those who loved music and poetry composition, like other scholars, hoped to meet people more capable than themselves and would admire such people.

This was also why since ancient times there were many stories between brothel courtesans and romantic scholars.

"Not in the mood, bring me some good wine and food." Xiaoyao said. Generally, brothel wine and food were actually cheaper than restaurants and much more refined, but they wouldn't make overly complex dishes since food and drink weren't the focus here.

"Right away, I'll help you order. Young master, please wait a moment." Dujuan immediately said, then went out to call someone. This place was different from restaurants, no one would wait outside private room doors.

Why? Would anyone drinking flower wine want others listening in?

After Dujuan left, Xiaoyao thought of the Young Miss. When coming to brothels, the first person he thought of was the Young Miss. She would come to brothels to drink flower wine whenever she had the chance, she could be considered an old hand.

If the Young Miss knew he was here now, she would definitely breathe fire. Since entering White Deer Academy, she hadn't had flower wine for over a year, yet now Xiaoyao was drinking it. It would be strange if she didn't breathe fire.

Speaking of which, the junior sisters at White Deer Academy were quite nice. The Young Miss had molested countless of them, all the junior sisters at White Deer Academy feared this Young Miss, seeing her like seeing a tiger.

At first, no one believed the Young Miss would have such preferences, thinking these rumors were false jokes. Only after a long time, when everyone had seen it with their own eyes, did they realize the Young Miss's preferences were real.

At that time, the women at White Deer Academy feared being noticed by the Young Miss, while the men were filled with regret. How could this be? How could this be?.

As Xiaoyao waited, pleasant qin sounds came from next door. Judging by the sound's location, it should be from the room Qi Dongqiang had just entered. Although the soundproofing here was excellent and ordinary people couldn't hear sounds from adjacent rooms, Xiaoyao's room door was currently open, and his hearing was quite sharp, he could still hear if he wanted to.

It had to be said, this Mudan becoming one of the top ten courtesans here showed some skill. This qin playing was indeed impressive.

"Hehe, Mudan's qin is one of Yihong Courtyard's specialties. You're quite fortunate." When Dujuan came in and found Xiaoyao listening to Mudan's qin music, she seemed to understand why Xiaoyao had chosen this room.

"Tell me, if I also played a tune, would it attract Mudan over?" Xiaoyao smiled. He seemed to have thought of an opportunity to approach Qi Dongqiang.

"That's impossible, unless you have qin skills superior to hers. But in Silver Heart City, almost no one can do that. Many talented scholars have come specifically to seek instruction, but all returned defeated. There are a few who consider themselves too dignified to come compare with Mudan, they might be the same, but since they haven't competed, we don't know the results." Dujuan shook her head. She didn't believe someone like Xiaoyao could have such advanced qin skills.

Xiaoyao didn't look like a romantic scholar, more like an ordinary wealthy young master, but definitely not very rich or powerful. Of course, she couldn't rule out that Xiaoyao was deliberately disguising himself.

Dujuan could tell from Xiaoyao's clothing. Though his outfit wasn't ordinary and the fabric was decent, it wasn't that precious either, probably just an ordinary wealthy person.

It was precisely because of this that she had approached Xiaoyao to talk. Otherwise, if Xiaoyao had dressed like a pauper, she would have politely asked him to leave rather than waste money here.

Either way, Xiaoyao didn't have that scholarly aura, making her not believe he had advanced qin skills, he might not even know how to play.

"Oh, if that's the case, then I must try even more." Xiaoyao smiled and walked to sit before the qin in the room. Besides the qin, there were many other instruments here, both elegant decorations and facilities.

"You're really going to play?" Dujuan looked at Xiaoyao with some surprise, but quickly resumed her smile. She thought Xiaoyao might just be idly plucking around out of boredom, some customers did this.

"Of course, meeting friends through music is also an elegant conversation." Xiaoyao said with a smile, placing both hands on the qin, then running one hand across the seven strings. The qin sounds gently resonated.

"Not bad, the tone is quite accurate." Xiaoyao said again.

"Naturally, we have special people maintaining the instruments here. Wait, you can tell if the tone is accurate?" Dujuan showed another trace of surprise. If he could tell whether the tone was accurate, that at least meant Xiaoyao was knowledgeable.

"Of course, this isn't anything special. What should I play? Oh, there seems to be sheet music here, this one then..." Xiaoyao discovered there happened to be sheet music on the qin table. He opened it to play, he had never even seen this music before, but looking at the notation he could still perform it. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on NoveIＦire.net

Playing while reading sheet music wasn't something qin masters would generally do. Usually they would study the entire piece first, then memorize the music, familiarize themselves with it mentally several times before beginning, putting their whole heart into it.

Therefore, seeing Xiaoyao's action, Dujuan felt Xiaoyao was at most that level. Wanting to attract Mudan over was still far off. However, she wouldn't stop Xiaoyao, after all, he was a customer. If he wanted to play, let him play.

But soon she discovered she was wrong, very wrong.

When Xiaoyao's qin sounds began, Dujuan found herself quickly becoming entranced. She now understood that Xiaoyao's qin skills weren't low, on the contrary, they were very high, high to a degree she had never seen before.

Mudan's? Might be weaker than his, because she had heard Mudan play before. Though she would also become entranced, that required much more time than this.

Gradually, Xiaoyao's qin music entered its peak, and that entrancement made Dujuan completely unable to extricate herself, completely forgetting everything, absolutely everything.

"Impossible, this tune is..."

When the qin sounds spread beyond the room, the first to hear were people in the main hall. Initially the hall was still noisy and chaotic, with each table chatting about their own topics, flirting with the girls, watching the performances in the hall.

Soon, the people in the hall seemed infected by a virus, they became quiet, and this slowly spread until everyone stopped their movements.

Some people, after hearing this qin music, made sounds of disbelief, because they knew all too well what this tune represented.

Xiaoyao perhaps didn't know that the sheet music he had casually picked up wasn't simple music. He didn't know this would cause such a sensation, this was no longer just about advanced qin skills.

"This is?" Soon, Mudan also stopped her movements, because she heard qin sounds that weren't her own, and these sounds completely overshadowed her own music. This was something she had never encountered before. Even more incredible was that she recognized this tune.

Wasn't this that tune? Could someone really play it?

Who is this person? I must go see them immediately.

Mudan's first thought was wanting to meet the person playing this tune, but she quickly forgot this idea temporarily, until the tune ended.

"What's wrong? Eh..." Qi Dongqiang initially found Mudan's behavior strange, why did she stop halfway through? But later, when Mudan's qin sounds ended, he discovered that what he had just heard wasn't only Mudan's qin music.

For a moment, the entire Yihong Courtyard became eerily quiet, making people entering from outside feel surprised—

"What's going on? Why is everyone so quiet?"

Soon, the newcomers also understood why...

The tune ended. But people remained...

Xiaoyao finished this tune, then flipped through the sheet music. After playing through once, he found this music quite interesting and wanted to examine it more carefully.

At this moment, Xiaoyao didn't pay attention to others' reactions, not knowing that everyone in Yihong Courtyard was in a daze, as if time had frozen and everyone was motionless.

Until another person came in from outside, discovered this situation, and voiced their inquiry, awakening everyone. Then that person was startled by the situation.

"Damn, what happened, what happened? Did the sky fall down?"