parentshiftbook 31. Junior brother, do you want a wife?
31. Junior brother, do you want a wife?
Time passed slowly, and before we knew it, it was time for our small gathering.
Lu Feng went to keep the appointment. The day before he went, he went to the best-reputed clothing store in the inner city and chose a set of clothes in black.
At this moment, the black robe he was wearing was made of brocade transported from Sucheng, a major city for weaving. It had an excellent drape and flowed like water cascading down the steps when he walked.
Her eyebrows and eyes were carefully groomed, her white jade crown was neatly tied, and her hair was styled so that not a single stray hair was visible.
His shiny new deerskin boots clattered silently on the ground, and the Taoist jade pendant at his waist swayed gently with each step. Lu Feng walked along the roadside with an upright posture, and even in ready-made clothes, he exuded a unique charm.
Now his height is no longer the original 1.4 meters. With the help of his talent and hard work during this period, as well as his improved nutrition, his height has increased to 1.7 meters like an inflating balloon.
His facial features have matured considerably, and his delicate features are beginning to emerge. Coupled with his youthful appearance, he could be described as a handsome young man.
Their steps soon came to a stop in front of a five-story pavilion that was unique in its size. The magnificent building was comparable to a Taoist temple or palace.
The top-floor pavilion is four or five times larger than the other plaques, and it bears the three characters "Lan Yue Lou" (揽月楼).
I had long heard of this building; it was the premier building in Cangwu, with exorbitant prices in the inner city, and its guests were all prominent and influential families in the inner city.
I heard that this building is just a branch building, and the real main building is far away in the county town, which is why it is said to have the nickname of "the stars that can be reached with one's hand".
As soon as he arrived outside the building, he was greeted by wealthy and powerful figures, as well as elegant white-haired elders. He was surrounded by flattery as he walked, with people spouting classical phrases here and there. Lu Feng's expression turned strange.
Stepping up the smooth, blue stone steps, I reached a small platform and saw the entrance. Looking inside through the five doors, I saw a bustling crowd. The first floor didn't resemble a typical restaurant; instead, it was divided into specially designated areas.
There were various songs and dances performed on stage, and he even saw someone taking a sip of wine while a storyteller was telling the story next to them.
As soon as I approached the door, a rich fragrance wafted over, and my body came into contact with a warm, soft body.
Lu Feng raised an eyebrow. After all, he wasn't a true young man; he still carried some martial arts skills from his previous life. He looked at the woman in the moon-colored dress who was very close to him, her curves completely resting on his shoulder.
It's soft and bouncy.
Two perfectly placed blushes graced her heavily made-up face, and her dark eyes seemed to hold the gentle warmth of spring water. With a flick of her gauze dress, she brushed it against Lu Feng's cheek, letting out a soft, sweet voice.
"Young master, may I lead you inside?"
Unmoved by such provocation, Lu Feng moved forward. His superhuman strength was astonishing; as he walked forward, the person was forced to get off him.
It has to be said that this is indeed the most upscale place to eat and drink in the city; it really has something special.
Just as the woman in the moon-colored dress stiffened as she was pushed aside, Lu Feng's words slowly came from the front.
"Lead the way to Jinchun Hall."
Upon hearing this, the woman, who had been stiff, immediately began to sway her hips, which were larger than millstones, as she walked towards Lu Feng, her delicate features once again revealing a smile.
"Alright! This way, young master!"
As he spoke, a loud shout came from the first floor.
"A distinguished guest at Jinchun Hall, please note this."
In an instant, just an instant, everyone dining on the first floor, regardless of their fine clothes or social status, lowered their guard and even fell silent.
Jinchun Hall is the most private room on the top floor of Lanyue Tower, and it is also a well-known venue for Yunxia disciples to gather.
Those who come here to eat, drink, and have fun are well aware of the complexities involved, so naturally no one dares to disturb the disciples of the Taoist academy.
Lu Feng was surprised by the behavior of these people, but he showed no expression on his face. He took a step and walked from the specially left passageway, which was comparable to a winding mountain road, toward the wooden stairs.
The woman, swaying her hips, remained in front of Lu Feng without saying a word, her thin skirt revealing her most prominent features.
As soon as you walk through this short passage, no fewer than a dozen eyes linger on her buttocks, though they look very discreetly. After looking, some even shake their heads, pretending to be nonchalant as they take a sip, secretly thinking to themselves, "That's just a flirtatious poser!"
It deserves criticism, it deserves severe criticism!
Soon, we were taken to the fifth floor, where the layout was even more different. An elegant wooden door with inscriptions blocked the view and branched off into three passageways in different directions.
Once inside this floor, all other sounds were cut off; even breathing could be heard. The woman leading the way was slightly out of breath, as if she had been walking too fast, and she even gestured to indicate this.
Lu Feng remained unmoved until the place was taken to him. The woman gritted her teeth in hatred, thinking to herself that these disciples of the Daoist academy were really hard to win over. If she could win over even one of them, even if she didn't become his wife, being a concubine wouldn't be bad.
Even if things aren't great, you can still speak much louder in this restaurant.
However, her various ideas were destined to lead her further and further away from herself. Having brought the person she wanted, she had no choice but to leave.
Lu Feng opened the rather heavy door, and the sounds from inside were the first to escape.
Suddenly, the sound of a phoenix-headed harp tearing through silk was heard, the jade pipa was played with rapid, swift strokes, and the bili (a type of reed pipe) murmured through the clouds. The music played slowly, then struck again, and finally sounded clear. The ivory clappers played softly, and the jie drum urged the candles in the hall to be lit.
Looking again, the moon rises over the cloud platform, and a twelve-person music troupe sits behind the screen, their figures steady and still, only their melodious music can be heard.
It has a rich aroma, but it's not a strong liquor with a pungent smell. It smells like fruit wine, very sweet and fresh, with a fruity flavor that is invigorating.
When the door opened, Ke Xing, who was sitting in the second row below the head seat, got up and walked over when he saw Lu Feng.
Today, he was no longer dressed in purple robes, but rather as a gentle and refined young master. He laughed heartily, turned to the side, stretched out his arms, and spoke loudly to the many disciples in the private room.
"This is the junior brother Mingxu I was talking about. He cultivates diligently and is truly the most hardworking person I have ever seen!"
Lu Feng didn't need to close the door himself; a doorman closed it after he entered.
"Greetings, Senior Brother Mingxuan." Upon hearing Ke Xing say this, he smiled and nodded, then looked at the many fellow disciples from the Daoist academy who were looking over and performed a Daoist salute: "Junior Brother Mingxu greets all senior brothers and sisters."
There were four people who responded, and with him, there were six disciples of the Taoist academy in the room.
"Come on!" Ke Xing led the way, with Lu Feng following behind. Then he heard a whisper: "Junior Brother Mingxu, do you want a wife or not? Look over there."
As he spoke, he stared at her for a moment, then looked away.
Lu Feng glanced in the direction the sign was pointing and saw a beautiful woman with a slender figure, thin and flat shoulders, which supported the layers of sky-blue gauze and cloud-patterned skirt. Her skin was smooth, and her waist, which could be encircled by one hand, was tied with a brocade sash with a cloud pattern on each inch.
Looking at her face again, her oval face was as smooth as cream, her lips as pink as fresh lychees, and her hair was adorned with only pearls, her radiance flowing like whispers.
It was indeed stunningly beautiful, but Lu Feng was engrossed in martial arts, so he decided to wait and see. After all, it was his senior brother who had chosen the marriage, so it wasn't appropriate to say anything immediately.
And so, with everyone gathered, the warm-up dance officially began.
The dancers wore silk skirts that exposed their arms, and gold foil flower decorations on their foreheads. As their slender feet swayed in rhythm, the hems of their skirts spun open in twelve layers of crimson, and beads of sweat slid down their spines into their waist chains, tinkling as they fell onto the carpet.
Her bright and beautiful appearance, combined with her dazzling radiance, makes her stand out in a unique way.