The storm in the palace could not affect Guozixue for a while, so Yang Anxuan naturally did not know that Wang Xu's plot was resolved by Wang Tanheng, and it was a blessing in disguise that he once again left an impression on the emperor.

Lady Wei quickly became popular again in restaurants with her half-song "Asking the Moon", and some prostitutes have already come to invite her to sing there.

Wang Xu's words not to allow Wei Shu to return to the prostitute house were ignored. Although the Wang family in Taiyuan was powerful, whoever could open a prostitute house on the Qinhuai Tower had no background.

The reason why I gave him face was because I didn't want to offend him because of a geisha. Now that Mrs. Wei could bring a lot of money, Wang Xu was slapped in the face after weighing the pros and cons.

Cai Xia Ju's ruthlessness broke Wei Shu's heart at the beginning. Faced with the prostitute's generous invitations, Mrs. Wei declined them one by one. She would rather work harder and earn less than leave her fate in other people's hands.

However, Wei Shu also knew that she, a weak woman, could not survive for long, so it was best to leave Jiankang as soon as possible after Xu Lang was cured.

Madam Wei was very grateful to Yang Anxuan for rescuing her, and wanted to go and thank her with Xu Lang before leaving. She only knew that Young Master Yang was a student of Guozixue, and she didn't know where he lived.

After lunch on the 29th, the students in the Guozi School left one after another. They would have a rest tomorrow, either go back to their homes, or invite friends to eat, drink and have fun.

Yang Anxuan returned to Xiao Changqian's house. After not seeing him for three days, there were four more boys and four girls in the house. They were servants hired by Hu Yuan from the market. They were two families. The couple were in their prime and each had a pair of children.

One family is named Ding, the head of the family is Ding Mian, his wife is Hong, their son Ding Shi is fifteen years old, and their daughter Ding Rong is thirteen years old; the other family is named Shi, the head of the family is Shi Qing, their daughter Shi Cao is fourteen years old, and their son Shi Gang is twelve years old.

After asking a few questions, I learned that both families had fled here, and the answers showed that they were all honest and honest people. Yang Jiaxuan was very satisfied.

After praising Hu Yuan a few words, he decided to take charge of the external affairs of the house, while the internal affairs were left to the servant Xu who had been brought here.

Miao Lan stood aside. Seeing that Yang Anxuan did not mention her, she anxiously winked at Hu Yuan beside her.

Hu Yuan bowed and said: "My lord, how should Madam Xiaolan arrange it?"

Yang Anxuan asked with a smile: "Ms. Xiaolan, have you thought about what to do?"

Miao Lan has thought carefully about it in the past few days. She can't do the farm work at home, she can't cook in the kitchen, and she can't do needlework. She can only starch and wash a few clothes. Compared with Ding Rong, Shicao is not as good as Ding Rong.

I can only play the piano, sing, and serve others. But it seems that Mr. Yang is not a person obsessed with sex, and his position in the house has become awkward.

The twenty gold pieces given by Yang Anxuan are enough to settle down and live a happy life. With his appearance, he can find a good family to marry and lead a peaceful life.

However, Shenghuaju attracted much attention during her performance, and the thunderous applause and cheers often appeared in her dreams. After thinking about it, Miao Lan sadly discovered that she had grown up in a brothel since she was a child and had become accustomed to the life in a brothel.

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It’s not that you can’t change, it’s just that at the age when you’re pursuing your dreams, who doesn’t want to wear fancy clothes, hear applause and cheers, and be in the spotlight? It would be unsatisfactory to get married in a hurry.

However, Miao Lan knew very well that her talents were not that outstanding. Not to mention Qin Huaihe, there were many people who were better than her in Yiqiu Tower. The reason why so many prostitutes paid huge sums of money to hire them was just because they were fancy.

Young Master's new song.

In less than two months, the popularity of the "Farewell" song will subside and it will be lost to everyone. No matter what, I can't leave the young master.

Miao Lan bent down and said: "I have no other skills except playing the piano and singing, and I can't help you in the house. I have thought about it. If you allow me, I might as well go back to the brothel and sing."

Hu Yuan said anxiously: "Ms. Xiaolan, you just escaped from the tiger's mouth with great difficulty, how can you throw yourself into a trap again?"

Yang Anxuan said: "I said, you decide what you do and what you do. Can you think of which brothel to sing in?"

Miao Lan bowed her head and said: "I know that my talent is shallow. If I leave the young master's new song, it will only be a flash in the pan. Although the young master has torn up the slave's bond of sale, the slave already regards the young master as his master and is willing to listen to the young master's orders."

Yang Anxuan looked at Miao Lan and nodded with satisfaction. He is a smart man. He wants to compete in the world and needs all kinds of talents. Women like Miao Lan also have their place.

Thinking of this, Yang Anxuan said: "In that case, you don't have to worry, just stay in peace, and I will tell you after I have thought about it."

Miao Lan thought of Mrs. Wei. She was also a smart person, and she was able to marry for love without fear of power. It was really rare. I wonder how the business of singing "Ask the Moon" in the restaurant these two days was going?

Yang Anxuan said to Miao Lan: "Two days ago, I rescued a singing girl in Jixianju. Mrs. Wei Shuwei, formerly of Caixiaju, you should also know."

Miao Lan said "Ah" and said in shock: "Mrs. Wei, I know that there was a great disaster in the 18th year of Taiyuan. Many victims flooded into the capital. Mrs. Wei sold her jewelry and exchanged it for corn, and saved many people. Nuji

I admire her."

Yang Anxuan was stunned. He didn't expect Mrs. Wei to be a chivalrous woman. Such a woman is really admirable.

"I heard that she offended Wang Neishi and was kicked out of the capital. Has she come back now? What if Wang Neishi knew about it?" Miao Lan said worriedly.

Yang Anxuan briefly explained the situation, and Miao Lan was silent and sighed: "The life of a prostitute girl like Nu is even more despicable than a weed. Madam Wei has been so famous in the Qinhuai River for several years. If Nu hadn't met the young master,

I don’t know what the outcome will be.”

Yingying prostrated herself, and Miao Lan thanked him: "Miao Lan thanked the young master for saving his life, and he also thanked the young master for helping Mrs. Wei."

People who know how to be grateful are worth helping. An idea flashed through Yang Anxuan's mind instantly. Yang Anxuan said: "I rescued Lady Wei in Jixianju and taught her half of a new song."

Miao Lan's eyes shone brightly, she looked up at Yang Anxuan expectantly, and said, "I wonder if the master is willing to teach the slaves."

Yang Anxuan smiled and said: "You go and get the Yao Qin, and I will teach you the whole song. If Mrs. Wei comes to visit, you can receive her for me and teach her the second half of the song in return."

Miao Lan was so happy that she couldn't bear to discern the meaning of Yang Anxuan's words for a moment. She stood up and ran out of the hall. She went to her residence to get her piano and ran back.

Seeing Xiaolan running out of breath, Hu Yuan scolded with a little heartache: "My lord will not leave, why are you so anxious?"

Miao Lan glanced at Hu Yuan happily, said nothing, and sat down cross-legged on the right side of Yang Anxuan.

Hu Yuan was so distracted by Miao Lan's charming eyes that he stood beside her in a daze.

Zhang Feng covered his mouth and smiled. Brother Hu likes Sister Xiaolan, but Sister Xiaolan doesn't seem to care about Brother Hu very much. Do you want to remind Brother Hu?

Looking at the smiling Hu Yuan, Zhang Feng secretly shook his head. He was just a child, so he had better not talk nonsense.

Yang Anxuan didn't understand this, so he sang: "When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine..."

Miao Lan concentrated on memorizing the music score. After Yang Anxuan taught it three times, Miao Lan could play the tune and sing along.

"Miss Xiaolan has a very strong understanding." Yang Anxuan praised: "You can only sing, but you can't memorize music. You can improve it on your own."

Yang Anxuan remembered that Mrs. Wei's husband Xu Xuan was a musician and should be good at writing music, so he told Miao Lan: "If Mrs. Wei comes to visit, you might as well discuss with her to see how to improve the music score."

Miao Lan was so happy that she got the new song and agreed repeatedly.

After lunch, Yang Anxuan came to the study room, ready to make plans for the future.

Yang Anxuan was not very used to sitting on the floor, so he specifically asked Hu Yuan to go to the market to buy a Hu table and a Hu chair for him.

In addition to the four cities of Jiankang City, including Nanshi, Xikou, Yanshi and Beishi, there are more than a hundred large markets and more than ten small markets on the north bank of the Qinhuai River, with various names, including special grain markets, gold markets,

Cow and horse market, yarn market, salt market, flower market, etc.

There are grains, silks, celadon, and paper from Sanwu, ores, lacquerware, and tea from Jingzhou, goldware and horses from Hudi, and even spices, gems from the Western Regions, and goods from overseas.

Sitting comfortably on the chair, Yang Anxuan stretched his legs. Finally, he no longer had to sit on his knees.

Drinking tea, my thoughts gradually calmed down.

Yang Anxuan was most concerned about the Anxuan Army. He spent a lot of effort and money on this new army, and it should be said that it has achieved initial results.

Every month, the dividends from Yunjie Paper are delivered to Yinji through the Yin family, which is used to ensure the food of the soldiers of Anxuan Army. From Zhao Tian's letter, we learned that the overall quality of the soldiers of Anxuan Army has been significantly improved, among all the armies.

Hidden dominance.

The training method of "climbing, rolling, carrying logs and wading through water" has been implemented in the army. The results of hard training have been highlighted, and the number of pioneer battalions has increased to forty-two.

Zhao Tian, ​​Yin Ji, Chen Hua and others always mentioned his favor when they preached. In addition, Xu Xiaozhong, Kuai En and others were all promoted by him from the ranks, so although they were not in the army, Yang Anxuan's reputation was still high.

No one can match him, An Xuanjun is his private army.

Generally speaking, An Xuan's army lacked a few battles. Any strong army is made of blood and flesh. The bandits in Dafu Mountain were faced with bandits composed of refugees, which could not compete with Hou Yan's strong army.

compared to.

Thinking of going to Changzi City and encountering the light cavalry led by Ping Gui, An Xuan's army might not be able to win even if they encounter two hundred such light cavalry.

After thinking about it again and again, he wrote a letter to Zhao Tian and others, explaining several things: first, to drill unremittingly, look for opportunities to go out to suppress bandits, and practice actual combat; second, to preach military discipline and train soldiers' ability to deal with emergencies; third, to give full play to

The role of the tun, team, or even corps leader is to select useful talents.

Then he wrote a letter to Yang Quanqi and talked about the situation in Beijing; then he wrote a letter to his mother Yuan, telling her that everything was fine, and thought about it and mentioned the matter of his eldest brother taking a concubine in Xiangyang.

Thinking of Qiu'er, Yang Anxuan also wrote a letter to her. If he had written to both his parents and forgotten her, he would definitely be blamed.

The letter described the prosperity of Beijing, described delicious food and fun things, and asked Hu Yuan to buy more gifts for her.

The students of Guozixue were all descendants of nobles, and the court had special messengers to deliver letters and items to them.

Putting down his pen, Yang Anxuan thought about Panlong Mountain. Hu Zhang was a chess piece that made him a little unpredictable. His influence on Panlong Mountain while he was far away in Jiankang was extremely limited, and it was difficult to control it through Hu Yuan and Yuan He.

He stood up and paced back and forth in the room, and finally smiled. How can things in this world go as planned? If he is powerful, Hu Zhang will naturally follow him. On the contrary, even if Hu Zhang has no objections at this time, who can say in the future? It is up to him.

Bar.

However, the work that needs to be done still needs to be done. You don’t have to write the letter yourself, just ask Hu Yuan to write his greetings in the letter home.

As for Yuan He, his business seems to be getting bigger and bigger, and his business contacts have been transferred to his family, but he still needs to be reminded to pay attention to the trends in Panlong Mountain.

Hu Fan could not forget that the two had been to the Yan Kingdom together, experienced life and death together, and their friendship was irreversible. Although the friendship between gentlemen was as light as water, Yang Anxuan felt that frequent contact and communication was not a bad way to make friends.

After talking about what he saw in the capital, Qinhuai Fengyue talked about the situation of Guozixue. In the letter, he talked about the war between the two countries in the Yan Dynasty. Yang Anxuan foresaw that Murong Bao's army would be defeated.
Chapter completed!