The Story of Zanghualou

To the southwest, amidst the desolate, forested landscape, lies a renowned town called Peacock Feather.

This town is bustling and prosperous, a vibrant and lively place. On the town's main street is Walou Street, and on Walou Street stands the Tongle Teahouse. It serves as both a storyteller's house and an inn, a place where merchants from all directions stop to rest.

This town is also a hub for brothels, varying in size and class, but the most famous and extravagant is the Hidden Flower Pavilion. The

Hidden Flower Pavilion is a small, east-facing courtyard house, surrounded by two-story buildings. In the center is a courtyard with a lilac tree, which, though receiving little sunlight, is still lush and fragrant. Upon entering, there is a passageway, flanked by two three-room flower halls, as well as the kitchen, accounting office, outhouse, and the living quarters of the madam, servants, cook, and accountant. Upstairs, there were six rooms on the east and west sides, and four rooms on the north and south sides, totaling twenty small single rooms. These were the bedrooms used by the prostitutes to receive clients. There were a dozen or so girls, the oldest no more than twenty-five, the youngest only fourteen or fifteen. They were all named after flowers: Red Flower, Orchid, Spring Flower, Plum Blossom, Chrysanthemum, Jade Flower…

The madam of the Hidden Flower Brothel, surnamed Ding, was an extremely fat woman, so fat she had no neck or waist. She was over forty, short, stocky, and stout, and always wore bright red and green lace-trimmed trousers and jackets. The prostitutes nicknamed her "Big Leather Jar."

Recently, Big Leather Jar had been all smiles and radiant, because a few days ago a golden phoenix had suddenly arrived—a wealthy woman who, because of a romantic affair, had been driven from her home and sought refuge at the Hidden Flower Brothel, becoming a prostitute herself. It was truly a windfall! In the past, Da Pi Gang spent a fortune buying young and beautiful young women, hoping to make a fortune and see them as money trees and treasure troves. Who would have thought that a gust of wind would bring in a girl as beautiful as a fairy?

One morning, Da Pi Gang was sleeping in when his cousin, Gui'er, the gatekeeper, came in and woke him.

"What is it? You've disturbed my sweet dreams!"

"Sister, a woman is outside looking for you!"

"What?" Da Pi Gang was startled and jumped out of bed. She put on her clothes and went outside, and she was stunned.

The young woman had delicate, fair skin, a rosy, oval face, and perfectly arched eyebrows. Beneath them were a pair of bright, almond-shaped eyes, a slightly upturned nose, and a small, cherry-like mouth with red lips and white teeth. A beauty mark adorned her right cheek. A pair of large, unmistakably pure gold earrings adorned her perfectly shaped earlobes. Her long, jet-black hair shimmered like a piece of satin, bangs naturally framing her forehead. She had long, slender limbs and delicate fingers; a cat's-eye ring adorned the middle finger of her right hand, and a pair of emerald bracelets graced her slender, lotus-root-like wrists. She appeared to be no more than twenty years old, a beauty straight out of a painting.

Despite the madam's habitually critical and discerning eye when looking at women, she couldn't find a single fault with her; she had never seen anyone so beautiful.

The madam was stunned, dumbfounded, seemingly numb. For days, she was in a state of frenzy. She named this beauty "Fairy Flower," provided her with the best room, the finest furniture and decorations, and prepared three meals a day of lavish feasts—chicken, duck, fish, and meat—treating Fairy Flower like a goddess.

For days, wealthy merchants, gentry, and other prominent figures in the town had come seeking favors, but all were turned away. Xianhua said, "I need to rest for a few days before I can receive guests. Even then, only those I can see must be introduced by me; otherwise, I will not see them."

Da Pi Gang repeatedly agreed, "Good, good, good, all

as agreed!" It was a bright and sunny morning, the rays of dawn bathing the Hidden Flower Pavilion in a dazzling glow. Da Pi Gang, grinning widely, sat in a grand chair in the courtyard, awaiting the arrival of the God of Wealth. A dozen or so regular customers arrived that morning, each taken away by their respective favorite girls. Later, four more customers seeking new patrons arrived, also taken away by their respective girls. Da Pi Gang still did not allow Xianhua to show herself. Afterwards, two more groups came seeking "tea," and were again taken away by several girls. It was nearing dusk.

This was the prime time, the peak season for prostitutes.

At the entrance of the Hidden Flower Pavilion, under two large red lanterns, stood two girls greeting customers. Seeing passersby, they would flirt with them in a seductive manner.

"Young master, come and have some fun! We guarantee you'll be satisfied. They're all young girls under twenty."

"Husband, have some fun! Life is short, why not? Do whatever you like, sir."

Just then, a middle-aged man with a large belly approached. He had slanted eyebrows, small eyes, a bulbous nose, and a toad-like mouth. He swayed as he walked towards the Hidden Flower Pavilion, and the two girls hurriedly went to greet him.

"Hey! Chief Xue, what wind blew you here? Come on in and have a seat!"

"Chief Xue, you've gotten quite plump. Last time you really got me all flustered. That thing of yours was quite a sight!"

"Ha! Ha! Ha! It's Chrysanthemum Girl, Osmanthus Girl! I'm here to visit some new ladies today. I heard a Seventh Fairy has arrived at the Hidden Flower Pavilion. Damn it, I'm going to have a good taste of her today, I'm going to have a blast."

"You mean our new sister? Her name is Fairy Flower."

"Hey, Chief Xue, she's not taking customers right now."

"What? Not taking customers? Damn it, who do you think you are! This is giving her face!" Big-bellied Xue entered, pouting.

Big Leather Jar hurriedly greeted him: "Oh, Supervisor, what brings you here today? Why not stop by my little temple?"

Xue Daduzi, his face full of fat, straightened up: "Big Leather Jar, quickly call out the newcomer, Fairy Flower. I need to interrogate her!"

Big Leather Jar dared not delay: "Yes, yes, yes, please sit, please sit!" Big Leather Jar followed Fairy Flower downstairs. Fairy Flower stepped forward and quickly bowed: "Sir, this humble servant greets you." Fairy Flower stood shyly to the side.

"What's your name? Where are you from? Why are you in this line of work?"

"My surname is Mo, my given name is Xian. Mama Ding gave me the name Fairy Flower. I'm new to your land, under your jurisdiction. Please be kind and let me earn a living."

"Hmm, you're quite eloquent. However, you're from out of town; you can't do without a guarantor!" Xue Daduzi's small eyes stared intently at Fairy Flower, his heart aching with unease.

"So, the officer is here to vouch for someone. There is someone, he's in my room. Why don't you go up and ask him yourself?" Xianhua winked at Xue Daduzi, which was like a hook, a thread, drawing Xue Daduzi's soul in. He followed Xianhua upstairs, leaving the large leather vat and the steward there, both amused and exasperated.

Upstairs, facing west, the room on the north side was Xianhua's bedroom.

Inside, a scroll painting hung prominently, depicting the imperial concubine bathing. Beside it was a couplet: "Countless storms of clouds and rain in the Wuxia Gorge, bees come and butterflies go, sounds harmonize with flutes, pipes, and reed pipes," and "A hundred years of turbulent love, phoenixes play and dragons roam, melodies harmonize with zithers, lutes, and pipa." A wooden tea table stood on the west side, flanked by two celadon stools. Against the north wall was a wooden bed, draped with a red silk curtain. Xianhua opened the high doorway to let Xue Daduzi in, then poured him a cup of tea and presented it to him.

"Commander Xue, please sit down."

"Where is your guarantor?" Captain Xue, sitting on the embroidered stool, asked in a drawn-out tone, his eyes slanted.

"Don't worry, you'll find a guarantor, Commander Xue. May I ask your age?" Xianhua sat on the bed, pulled a folded quilt behind her, and propped her long, white legs up on the edge of the bed, smiling at Captain Xue.

Captain Xue stared intently at Xianhua's snow-white thighs, suddenly snapping out of his daze, and blurted out, "Ah, forty-two."

"Oh dear, you really don't look it. Don't tell me, I think you're at most thirty." Xianhua said, somewhat surprised.

"Indeed, an old man."

"Hmm, just the age when you're as vigorous as a wolf." Xianhua said, glancing at him again before slowly taking off her vest. "It's unusually warm today, Commander Xue. Why don't you take off your robe too? Wouldn't that be more convenient? Hmm..."

This big-bellied Xue was surprisingly obedient. He turned and took off his robe, then turned back to say something, but suddenly his eyes widened, and the words he had just opened remained unspoken. He just stood there, dumbfounded.

Xianhua was already naked, leaning against the quilt, her two fair legs crossed, her beautiful arms and slender fingers slowly combing her long hair...

"Commander Xue, look, I'm really sweating. Could you please hand me that towel?" Xianhua's phoenix eyes slanted.

Xue Dadu hurriedly grabbed a towel from the basin stand and handed it to Xianhua, who grabbed the towel and her hand together, slowly pulling it towards her chest. She said in a strange voice, "Just wipe me down, okay?"

Xue Dadu was flattered and, trembling, began wiping Xianhua's neck and back. After a few wipes, he abandoned the towel and grabbed her breasts, kneading and squeezing them…

"Wait, wait!" Xianhua roared.

Xue Dadu was startled and immediately stopped.

"Commander Xue, aren't you afraid your wife will punish you when you get home?"

"No! No! She wouldn't dare!"

"Then my guarantor…?"

"What the hell is a guarantor? I am the guarantor!"

"It's a deal!"

"A promise is a promise!"

Just then, a commotion erupted downstairs, and someone rushed upstairs: "Something's wrong! Someone's causing trouble!"

"Bang, bang, bang!" A knock sounded on Xianhua's door.

"Commander Xue, Chief Xue, hurry and see! There's trouble again!"

"Who!"

"Old Ma!"

"Give him a couple of coins and send him away!"

"There's a bunch of beggars who insist on burning down the brothel!"

"Give them money!"

"He doesn't want money, he wants girls."

"Then give him one to serve him." "

He doesn't want anyone else, he insists on Fairy Flower!"

"Tell him, I've got Fairy Flower today!"

"He won't have it!"

"Let's go! Let's see!"

What does Old Ma do? He's the town's "beggar leader," practically the head of the Beggars' Gang. He's not old, only eighteen or nineteen, but he's a skilled martial artist with exceptional abilities. It's said that there's a renowned master in the wild forest a hundred miles away. So, he's a local tyrant whom the common people dare not offend and the business world can't do anything about. Although Xue Da-duzi was seething with anger, he could only try to ingratiate himself with Old Ma.

"Who do we have here? It's Brother Fourth! We're all family here, let's talk this out!"

"Hey, Brother Xue, I'd like to find a girl to keep me company today!"

"Oh, is that so? Fourth, if you're short of money, just tell me!"

"Bullshit! When have we ever been short of that stuff!" Then, with a "clatter," he pulled out a large silver ingot from his pocket and slammed it on the table: "Let me tell you, Big Belly! I heard it's getting dark, and I've heard a little beauty has arrived. I'll have her keep me company for a good night's sleep!"

Xue Big Belly, hearing this, dared not vent his anger, but he still forced a tirade: "Brother, you've got some ears!"

"Hmph! Who can hide a fart from me on this patch of land!"

"That's right! A newcomer has arrived, but I got here first, so you'll have to make do, right?" "

No way! I'm all about being the first to the party!" Ma Laosi started to challenge.

"What if I don't let you have your way today?" Xue Big Belly's face turned white with anger.

"Then don't blame me for being stubborn, brother."

"Alright! Then make your move!"

At this moment, Xue Daduzi, who looked quite clumsy, suddenly rushed forward like an arrow, raising his fist to strike Ma Laosi.

Ma Laosi was prepared, his feet seemingly on wheels, dodging to the side, gathering his inner energy, and with a "Ah!", he punched Xue Daduzi in the left ribs. But Xue Daduzi was so agile and nimble at this moment, he lunged forward with a whirlwind kick, rushing more than ten feet away, then twisted his body and charged at Ma Laosi again. His short and fat figure, his palm technique was so unusually sharp and fierce, each move pressing forward with increasing force, and after a few rounds, Ma Laosi was panting heavily.

If we're talking about Xue the Belly, he was originally a martial arts master. He had inherited the Lu family's boxing style from a young age. Although he hadn't reached the level of perfection, he was by no means an ordinary person. Look at his whooshing flying palms; they seem very strange, seemingly without any rules, yet every move has the power to kill. Sweeping, parrying, picking, and stabbing—every move is aimed at Ma Laosi's vital points. At this moment, Ma Laosi can only parry, but has no power to retaliate.

Instantly, a shout of "Charge!" shook the entire town.

In an instant, in the courtyard, on the stairs, in the corridor, and in the flower hall, twenty or thirty beggars—some young, some old, some big, some small, some missing limbs, some with slanted eyes and crooked mouths, some wearing long robes and short jackets, some with long hair and braids, some carrying broken pots and swinging rice scoops, some throwing bowls and smashing ladles—all rushed towards the Belly.

Xue the Big-Belly stopped his pursuit. A closer look made him furious. He'd delivered three sweeping kicks, sending the beggars staggering and screaming, rolling on the ground. Just then, a loud roar came from the rooftop:

"I, Old Man Xue, am here!"

A gust of cool wind swept into the courtyard, and a figure descended like an eagle spreading its wings, landing right in the middle. This man was ragged, his face filthy, his shoes and socks revealing his toes, and his appearance unremarkable. "Ha! Ha! Ha!" A burst of wild laughter erupted, his two piercing eyes darting around, revealing two rows of white teeth.

Everyone in the courtyard froze, momentarily stunned.

"Is this the county magistrate's chief?" Old Man Xue asked with a sneer.

"Yes...no...yes..." Xue the Big-Belly stammered, still completely bewildered.

"You're bullying a bunch of poor beggars? That's a bit inhumane!"

"Who are you?"

"Let's fight first! Today I'll kill all you lackeys who rely on their master's power! Take this!"

The old man finished speaking, channeling his inner energy throughout his body. With a shout of "Ah!", he flung his hands through the air, throwing a punch straight at Xue Dadu.

Xue Dadu seemed fully conscious and prepared, and also parried. With a "smack!", their palms collided, and both stood motionless. Both inwardly exclaimed in surprise, and simultaneously took a step back.

Now, both were full of energy, striking palm to palm, palm to palm, exchanging blows, their palms whistling and whistling. The fight in the courtyard had reached a fever pitch. The old man's fleshy palms moved unpredictably, each move pressing forward, leaving Xue Dadu dizzy and impatient. At this moment, the old man leaped more than ten feet into the air, performing a "dragon probing the sea" maneuver. His left hand transformed into a single finger, and just as he landed, he thrust it directly at Xue Da's vital acupoint. With a cry of "Ah!", Xue Da spat out a mouthful of blood more than ten feet away, staining the wall with bloodstains, before collapsing to the ground with a thud.

The old man hadn't intended to kill him, but he also didn't want to let him off easily, so he crippled him completely while sparing his life.

At this moment, everyone in the courtyard gathered around, and Big Leather Jar was the first to shout: "Hey! Isn't this Wang Xiaotian, the great hero Wang? You've rid our Canghua Pavilion of a great scourge, I must thank you properly!"

It turned out that Wang Xiaotian was a regular customer of Canghua Pavilion. Today, he had come to meet the new beauties, but unexpectedly encountered this chaotic fight, so naturally he sided with the beggars.

Wang Xiaotian walked up to Xue Daduzi and kicked him hard: "Let me tell you, I'm letting you go today, sparing your dog's life, but if you ever cause trouble at Canghua Pavilion again, I won't let you off! Get out of here!" Xue Daduzi

, like a stray dog, struggled to his feet and fled out the door.

Wang Xiaotian clasped his hands in a fist and said to the beggars: "Brothers, you've worked hard. I have some loose change here, let's divide it up!" Saying this, he took off his bundle and handed it to Ma Laosi.

At this moment, Ma Laosi was extremely excited and knelt down with a "thump," and all the beggars also knelt down.

"Brothers, it's getting late, let's find a place to eat!"

"Thank you, hero!"

Xianhua, upstairs, had witnessed the entire fierce battle. She had been pondering this old man, wondering who he was and why his martial arts were so superb.

"Xianhua... come downstairs!" It was Da Pi Gang's voice.

"Yes! Coming!"

After Xianhua came downstairs, Da Pi Gang hurriedly introduced her: "Xianhua, this is Hero Wang. He rid our Canghua Brothel of a menace. You should keep him company." "Yes." Xianhua smiled shyly: "Hero, please!"

The terrifying battle had frightened away all the patrons, and the prostitutes had all gone to bed. The entire Canghua Brothel was unusually quiet, except for Ding Gui downstairs, cleaning up the black bloodstains and the beggars' pots and pans in the courtyard.

Wang Xiaotian sat on a celadon embroidered stool on a sandalwood tea table, sipping tea while admiring the painting of a concubine emerging from her bath. Xianhua, swaying her slender waist and plump hips, bustled about, bringing Wang Xiaotian a plate of pastries, a plate of candy, and a plate of black and white melon seeds. Then, she instructed Ding Gui to prepare the bathwater before sitting on the embroidered stool opposite Wang Xiaotian, her alluring, provocative phoenix eyes darting back and forth across his face.

What an old man! He was clearly a handsome middle-aged man, with thick eyebrows, a straight nose, and upturned lips—clear, well-defined features. Why did he have to make his face look so dirty? He was generous; the silver he had just given to the beggars must have been at least several dozen taels. Yet why was he dressed so disheveled and covered in dust?

He was clearly only in his thirties; why did he dress himself up like an old man in his seventies?

What a stunningly beautiful woman! She was clearly a lady of high birth, noble and elegant, with captivating charm. Why then was she abandoned by her home, forced to wander the world, and reduced to prostitution? She was clearly young, with a face full of childlike innocence, yet she was so mature and composed. It was said that she had chests full of jewels and jade in the brothel, enough to enjoy a lifetime of wealth and luxury. Why then did she come to the brothel to earn money through blood and flesh? It was simply a mystery.

"Master Wang, did you come to the brothel today specifically for this purpose, or were you just passing by?" Xianhua asked, her eyes narrowed, conveying a sense of affection.

"Of course! I came here specifically because I heard a vixen came to the Hidden Flower Pavilion, so I came here today to taste some wild game!"

"Ha, ha, ha, isn't the wild flower more fragrant than the garden flower? Don't you think so?" Fairy Flower laughed lewdly, then suddenly her face fell: "However, my tender flesh isn't so delicious! Most people don't have that kind of luck."

"What do you mean by that?"

"First, my little hole is incredibly tender, you'll see in a moment. However, it has a special innate function, which is that its suction is too strong, most men can't handle it. Second, its contractile force is strong. Once your penis is inserted, the walls of the hole are like countless loops of different sizes, writhing up and down together, like chewing sausage, causing you to ejaculate immediately, and I won't get any pleasure. This creates a strong suction in the uterus, making it impossible for you to pull out your penis. Third, if your penis is less than seven inches, and the glans is thin and dry, then we can only be friends."

These words surprised and delighted Wang Xiaotian, surprised by this woman who looked like a celestial being. These strange physiological phenomena were quite surprising. What pleased him was that he had longed to find a "living hole" to experience for years, traveling all over the country without success. Now, facing this beautiful woman, who was the "living hole" he had dreamed of day and night, he was at a loss. However, she also released a powerful suction force.

But he still tried to act tough, saying, "Alright, let's put it into practice."

"Okay! Please go inside and bathe."

Wang Xiaotian went to the inner room, where a large bathtub was placed in the center. The water in the tub was at a comfortable temperature, so he sat in the tub and began to bathe.

Xianhua closed the windows and locked the door in the outer room. She took off her clothes one by one and hung them on the sandalwood clothes rack. Naked, she walked to the dressing mirror and began to apply natural perfume to her body. Then, she deliberately spread her legs, dipped her slender fingers in the perfume, and gently stroked her vulva. She also applied perfume around her vulva. Next, she took bright red rouge and dabbed it heavily on her clitoris several times, instantly making it red and glossy. She then let out a long breath. Finally, she placed two red marks on her nipples.

Xianhua then went to the dressing table and lightly applied makeup to her delicate face, adding to her allure. She pursed her lips, applied lipstick, then began to apply eyeshadow and draw delicate eyebrows. Finally, she smiled contentedly at herself in the mirror.

[The End]

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