After a long pause, Meiyu continued, "I would rather be a concubine."
Upon hearing this, the madam became anxious.
She immediately smiled and comforted her, "My dear daughter, don't worry, Mom will take care of it for you right away. However, the household registration certificate should still be kept with Mom."
“No need,” Meiyu said with a smile, tossing her hair. “I wouldn’t dare trouble Mother.”
Who knows what she'll do with the household registration certificate?
Will it really be returned?
Upon hearing this, the madam asked coldly, "Meiyu, do you want to take the household registration certificate yourself?"
That vile woman, she's really got a good idea.
If I take the household registration myself, wouldn't I no longer be subject to control?
"No?" Meiyu looked at the madam with a wronged expression, her eyes sparkling with captivating beauty. "Or, is it that Mother doesn't want to?"
“Meiyu,” the madam said slowly, suppressing her anger, “it’s not that I don’t trust you, but this matter is of great importance and I can’t afford to be careless. What if you take the business license but can’t keep your promise?”
Don't think that keeping a courtesan is so easy.
Leaving aside food, clothing, and daily necessities, even the flower-picking game later will require me to pay a considerable amount of money out of my own pocket.
If she dares to cut back the 20% of the money from Feihualou, she can forget about ever living in Fucheng again.
“Meiyu has already mentioned this before; signing a contract will suffice,” Meiyu said, biting her red lips. “Besides, Meiyu is just a weak woman, living alone in Yimanlou. What is there for Mother to worry about?”
Upon hearing this, the madam thought about it again and realized it was indeed true.
However, with so many people in Yi Man Lou, she couldn't keep an eye on just two weak women.
In an instant, her expression brightened. "My dear daughter, I was a little anxious just now and spoke a bit harshly. Don't take it to heart. I'll take care of the household registration certificate for you right away."
Traditionally, any courtesan who is considered the most beautiful can be promoted to a respectable status. However, cultivating a top courtesan is not easy, and no one is willing to let go of a money-making machine. That's why the "Flying Flower Order" game is played.
Someone paid the money on behalf of the courtesan, and she gave the brothel a fee for her hard work, thus bidding farewell to the past.
However, other people's money isn't free, so generally speaking, everyone assumes that the courtesan is the concubine of the person who paid for her services.
Being a wife is impossible. A courtesan is not as respectable as a girl from a respectable family. Taking a concubine is considered romantic, while marrying a wife is shameful.
Fortunately, the courtesans were self-aware and did not covet those they could not have. Leaving the world of prostitution and having a man to rely on was enough for them.
But, apart from the unexpected Meiyu.
After hearing this, Jing Hong scrutinized the mistress and servant for a moment before slowly asking, "Miss Meiyu, are you sure you really want to do this?"
“Meiyu is certain,” she said, her voice charming yet resolute, “I’m sorry to have troubled Jinghong’s mother.”
Do you know the consequences of doing this?
"Meiyu understands!"
"Since that's the case, I won't force you. However, the gentlemen in the front hall are just waiting to pluck this delicate flower from you, so this puts me in a difficult position."
"Meiyu understands, I will appease the gentlemen in the front hall."
“Very good,” Jing Hong smiled with satisfaction. “Now that you have an idea, I’m relieved.”
After she finished speaking, she led Meiyu onto the stage.
The appearance of the beautiful woman marked the start of the game of "Flying Flowers" (a traditional Chinese drinking game), and the crowd erupted in excitement.
"Jing Hong, may we begin the game now?" Scarface scrutinized Mei Yu, nodded in satisfaction, and then called out.
“Master Gao,” Jing Hong said apologetically with a smile, “there might be some trouble today. Please sit down first, and I’ll have our courtesan tell you.”
"If the courtesan wants to speak, fine, that'll be a good opportunity for me to see her skills."
That was said in a very flirtatious way.
Those who run gambling dens are never short of money. He once took three courtesans as concubines, and after giving away two, he still had one left.
I've probably seen too many courtesans, so I'm no longer interested in them. Aside from their supple waists, pretty faces, and more outgoing personalities, I don't find anything particularly special about them.
But each time it costs twenty to thirty thousand taels.
With that money, he could buy hundreds of beautiful women.
Although he wasn't short of money, he didn't want to waste his money.
But this Meiyu seems rather interesting.
Putting everything else aside, just that alluring nature of hers alone would make anyone want to try her out, no matter how much money she offered. If they weren't satisfied, she could even give her away as a gift to a VIP.
"Gentlemen," a charming voice rang out, and Meiyu spoke slowly, "It is Meiyu's blessing to be valued by you all, but Deyilou has deep feelings for Meiyu, and Meiyu does not want to leave Deyilou."
These words caused a huge uproar.
"Prostitutes are despicable. Why not choose a good man? Why have a few lips that everyone can taste?"
"That's right, this year's top courtesan has degenerated and is simply not worthy of her beautiful appearance."
"Actually, this is not bad. If it were bought by someone else, we would have no chance."
"That makes sense. I've never tasted the beauty of a courtesan before, so I don't know if it's intoxicating."
...
"Jing Hong," Master Gao questioned, "what do you mean? Are you making fun of us?"
They waited there for ages, showering her with compliments and flowers, but in the end, the courtesan refused to accept it.
How can this be!
"Please calm down, Master Gao. I don't know what this girl is planning, but today is the courtesan banquet, and I have no right to influence the courtesan's thoughts."
“Using an excuse, I’ll take Meiyu with me for 50,000 taels of silver.”
Master Gao's gaze toward Meiyu was filled with coldness.
She dares to play tricks on him. If I don't teach this woman how to behave properly, she'll think all men in the world are masochists.
“I’m sorry,” Meiyu said softly, “I didn’t mean to play with you all, I just don’t want to be your plaything.”
"Just a courtesan, do you think you can be the lady of the house?" A sneer rang out. "Don't think you're so high and mighty just because you have some looks. Your ambitions are higher than the sky, but your life is as thin as paper."
"What's wrong with playing with toys?" a cold snort rang out. "It's better than messing around with men."
Profanities kept pouring out, and Qiu Qing in the audience was so angry she wanted to chop someone up with a knife.
Looking at Meiyu with concern, she bit her lip and asked, "What exactly is Miss thinking? Wouldn't it be better to find a good man?"
"Gentlemen, rest assured," Meiyu said after the men had vented their discontent. "Meiyu will not stoop to the level of anyone. Otherwise, I would rather die than live in dishonor."
As she spoke, she pulled the hairpin from her hair and held it against her throat.
"Oh dear," Jing Hong said anxiously, "Miss Meiyu, let's talk this out, what are you doing?"
As she spoke, she glared at the men present, "Gentlemen, don't you have any pity for a beautiful woman? How can you bear to force such a delicate beauty to this state? So what if she wants to stay at Yimanlou? It's better than hiding her in the back courtyard and not being seen by anyone, isn't it?"
"Although Miss Meiyu is a courtesan and has a beautiful appearance, she is proud and strong-willed, and her abilities are no less than those of men. How can you bear to make things difficult for such an extraordinary woman?"
Jing Hong's words served as a wake-up call to those who were consumed by anger.
However, some people still have doubts.
Those brothel women were all sucking the blood of men; it's hard to believe that there could be someone who didn't love money.
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