Two Hundred and Sixty-Eight: Jishan Tangquan (3)

There are basically no rules for ordinary people to bathe in springs, but the nobles can't do this. In order to reflect their status, they pay attention to everywhere.

Jiang Pengji was led to a courtyard by the maid of the Tangquan Pavilion. First, she had to burn incense and bathe from head to toe, and her hair had to be carefully washed. More than fifty kinds of spices were ground into powder and placed in exquisite powder boxes of the same size. , for guest use.

She rejected the maid in the Tangquan Pavilion, and entered the bathing pool of about three or four square meters to take a bath, and quickly wet and washed her hair.

The clothes she wore after bathing had been neatly folded and put aside. The material was smooth and impermeable, and there was a faint fragrance of orchids on them.

Clothes made from fabrics will only be worn once by a customer, and they will be incinerated when they are replaced. They must not be recycled for a second time.

Among other things, the cost of this alone is astonishing!

Similarly, it is also amazingly extravagant!

Jiang Pengji got out of the bath, wiped off the water droplets on her body, then wrapped her breasts tightly with a corset belt, and finally picked up that snow-white dress and put it on her body, and tied the same snow-white belt around her waist. A knot was tied.

Fortunately, the atmosphere of this era is relatively conservative. Even if it is a spring bath, few people will be shirtless.

Otherwise, Jiang Pengji would be able to see a white body.

She's not shy, but she just can't stand those extremely "deformed" bodies and hot eyes.

Although it is only a Tangquan building, since it is built according to the model of Changshou Wang's mansion, it is naturally extravagant and extravagant.

Pavilions, pavilions, corridors, pavilions, pavilions, buildings, platforms, halls and halls are all available.

There are open water pavilions on the hot spring pool or on the higher ground, where you can have a drink or two after bathing, and climb up to have a look.

The springs vary in size, and each spring is separated by exquisite rockery, waterside pavilions, and pine and cypress plants. Although it is open, it also protects privacy. , Don't have a taste.

The surface of the water is steaming hot, the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras can be heard, and Yingge and swallows are constantly talking, as if someone is talking, laughing and playing.

There are vague figures of people drinking and drinking, like a fairyland on earth.

Liu She and Feng Ren had packed up early, one was soaking in the spring, squinting for a nap, the other was drinking tea by the bank, and seemed to be talking about something.

When Jiang Pengji came over, Liu She hurriedly said to her, "We still have something to discuss with Zhong Shuling, so Lan Ting will go to another small room first."

Just kidding, that's a daughter, not a son!

Jiang Pengji hummed, and the maid led her to another unoccupied soup spring.

On the way, she saw a lot of men in their teens and twenties, with delicate makeup painted on their faces, their lips smeared with grease, their figures appear graceful due to the mist, and their delicate steps... Not only that, but the appearance of these people Clothes are always baggy, revealing most of her chest.

She silently moved her eyes away, then secretly clicked on the live broadcast.

Eyes, you can't let her be hot on her own, a good anchor is when she is in trouble.

She gave herself a thumbs-up, and the audience who flocked to the live broadcast room were speechless.

I thought that today's live broadcast would be off for a day, but I didn't expect that it would open without warning, and the live broadcast was so eye-catching.

[Old Driver Lianmeng]: Anchor, are you ready to drive?

They don't mind seeing the anchor pin the beautiful boy to the ground,

But I don't mind a group of fat men with big ears, ordinary appearance, and fat bodies torturing their eyes in front of the camera... In this world that looks at faces, can we not be so cruel?

[Uncle Xiaobing]: My eyes are going to go blind, the anchor, you are so cruel.

Can you imagine?

A "fat pig" in his twenties, almost the same height and width, pinching his orchid fingers, walking with his "waist" twisting and twisting?

Just show your chest, where are your abs and murloc lines?

All they see is swarthy chest hair, bulging bellies, greasy fat, and, oh, a serious career line.

[Give me a chestnut]: I looked at that uncle's chest, then looked down at my own, and suddenly felt that I was not worthy of being a woman. Roommates always tease me for being flat chested, I used to be in denial, now I just have to cry and admit... I am flat chested!

[Sugar fried chestnuts]: #色, by the way, I haven't seen the anchor's breasts yet...

Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows, and without changing her expression, she passed by the man with a great career line on her chest.

Her breasts...how should I put this...

Before saving Cheng Cheng, the reward given by the system was [Plump breasts: Bright wrists raised high and body twisted, ecstasy and breasts and clothes].

Under Jiang Pengji's argument, the system did not send the reward directly to her, but sent it to the background in the form of a card.

She is of course useless, Liu Xi's body is only twelve years old, three or four months away from thirteen.

So small, what kind of breasts do you want!

"Bring me some sake."

Push open the door that only serves as a shield, and enter it. There is a small soup spring of five or six square meters inside. In the center of the soup spring stands a graceful stone statue of a fairy flying to the sky. Plate of tea and wine.

The maid blessed her body and took orders to go down.

Jiang Pengji first tested the temperature of the hot spring with her fingertips, then extended her feet and sat by the spring.

There are also two exquisitely shaped stone lions by the spring, with trays on them, and visitors can place food on them, while enjoying the delicious food and watching the beautiful scenery around them while leisurely soaking in the spring... To be honest, Jiang Pengji comes from the distant future. As the leader of the legion, she has never experienced such extravagant services... People in ancient times really knew how to enjoy it, using limited resources to make themselves live well.

The service of this Tangquan building is very good. It didn't take long for two maids with delicate faces to come over with sake and cups. They only put the objects in their hands after Jiang Pengji's permission, and they didn't say anything during the whole process. sound.

At this moment, the gate was still open, and Jiang Pengji could see the scenes happening in several water pavilions outside.

She pointed to the outside, and asked a maid, "Not only do you have baths here, but you also provide other ***************************************************************************************************************** The maid looked at Jiang Pengji with a gentle smile on her lips. , suddenly paled a pretty face.

The other maid was afraid that she might say something wrong, so she hurriedly said with a smile.

"If the lord likes it, the slave will naturally be willing to serve the lord."

These maids have been carefully selected, no matter their appearance, speech or walking manners, they all seem to have been measured with a ruler.

In a place like Tangquan, although they dress very tightly, in front of a group of men wearing only one layer of clothes, it can arouse their adrenal response...Of course, everyone is a literati and will not force it, but profiting is always It is indispensable.

To put it bluntly, in the eyes of men who come to Tangquan to enjoy these maids, these maids are not much more noble than the ladies in Hualou Chuguan.

Jiang Pengji hooked her lips, revealing an indescribable frivolous smile.

The maid was puzzled and thought that the other party wanted to serve herself, but she saw Jiang Pengji pulling her feet out of the water.

Lifting a jar of wine in one hand, unsealed the wine, raised his head, and poured the whole jar of wine into his mouth directly at the mouth of the jar.

Occasionally, some wine fell from her chin and slipped down her neck into her neck.

The two maids stared in a daze, they had never seen a gentleman drinking so boldly and boldly.

Jiang Pengji looked down at them with a clear expression, "I'm drunk."

You can settle accounts!

The two maids looked dumbfounded: "..."

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