Song Wen was still giggling, but he unexpectedly felt a soft bulge on the back of his head... Chun Niang grabbed Song Wen's ears from behind and said sarcastically: "Oh, who do I think you are? This is not the No. 1 elementary school in Zixuan Tower.
Brother Gui Gong, the little prince Hu Ji from Bianliang in Tokyo...how come you have time to visit us disciples and grandsons today!"
Song Wen had no way to deal with the Zixuan Car King. After struggling to escape from the gentle countryside that men in Bianliang dreamed of, Song Wen accompanied him with a smile and said: "Sister Chun Niang, haven't I been busy recovering from my injuries these days?
Well! I’m almost at the end of my rope in the Hu Ji Hot Dance. The lively scene now is all created by Sister Chunniang herself... It’s my sister who deserves the most credit for her hard work!”
"Hmph, that's good if you know! Whose masters are these two handsome boys? Are they your friends?"
Looking at Chun Niang who was half as red as Bianliang, Lin Chong blushed and dared not look up. An Daoquan also stammered and bowed his hands... "Xiaosheng An Daoquan, people in Hangzhou... admire... No, I heard that Chun Niang
My sister’s name has been with me for a long time! When I saw my sister today, she turned out to be as beautiful as a fairy..."
Chun Niang chuckled and looked down at An Daoquan's eyes, which made An Daoquan dare not look down at all...
"Handsome little brother, believe me! Don't imitate Brother Wen's slippery tongue...it will hurt many girls!"
A group of dancing girls laughed so hard that their branches trembled and some soft parts trembled up and down. Among the dancing girls, Lin Chong and An Daoquan were so embarrassed that they almost ran away.
Song Wen picked up the two chicks and walked out. Facing Chun Niang's vague questioning eyes, Song Wen nodded and gave her a reassuring smile, and then walked out with Chun Niang's slightly worried eyes.
Song Wen asked the steward Teapot for a private room in the corner. Song Wen took Lin Chong and An Daoquan in to watch Orchid Dance for a while... Lin Chong raised his chin to the woman with heavy makeup who was coming downstairs and asked:
"Is that the old bustard who wants to harm you?"
Song Wen smiled when he heard this and said, "It's her, but she's just a short-sighted and unscrupulous person... What I can't see through is actually the Mr. Li who is hiding in the back room guarding the drinks!"
An Daoquan took a sip of grape wine, raised his head and asked, "Is Mr. Li a confidant of the proprietor of Zixuan Tower?"
"That's true! I vaguely mentioned my slave status with the Green Slave to him. When this guy talked about me, he was a little better. When I mentioned the Green Slave, the old guy immediately looked ugly... and almost sternly refused!
"
Lin Chong nodded: "The green slave saved Brother Wen's life. A man must avenge his grudges! He must be rescued..."
An Daoquan said: "The brothel is only open for money. According to Brother Wen, the green slave is a thin horse bought by Zixuanlou at a high price in Jiangnan... The ransom money is indeed a large sum of money, but could Mr. Li mention it?
How much? If Brother Wen's wine shop is running well, it shouldn't be difficult to come up with a few hundred taels of silver in two years..."
Song Wen smiled bitterly... "Then Mr. Li said that the proprietor of Zixuan Tower is very optimistic about the qualifications of the green slave, and specially paid a high price for Grandma Li to teach her alone... It is a priceless treasure worth tens of thousands of gold!"
"What? Ten thousand gold! We can't even get out ten thousand taels of silver? These damn guys..."
Lin Chong was furious after hearing this.
After watching the singing and dancing for a while, he saw that as the night got darker, the dancer's clothes became more and more skimpy... Song Wen happily pulled An Daoquan and Lin Chong, who were already fascinated, and left Zixuan Tower.
An Daoquan followed Lin Chong back to the small courtyard where Lin Chong lived alone to rest, while Song Wen returned to his cabin... After a while, two panting little turtles slipped in quietly.
"I've seen Brother Wen! Brother Wen!"
Song Wen stood up and pinched Little Turtle Gong, smiling: "Brother Ming, Fuzi...how are you doing in the building these days?"
Brother Ming shook his head: "In the past few days, Brother Wen has been away, and the eldest lady has gained some prestige! Because she wanted to practice dancing... Miss Zi Zhu was dragged to the woodshed by her and Zhao Cai and wasted half to death. We
Several of them were also slapped in the face with excuses, and Chef Ma was even fined a fortune... He was so angry that he spit in the chicken soup he gave the old bustard more than a dozen times!"
Song Wen shook his head, and the taciturn Xiao Fuzi next to him said softly: "The old Madam and Zhao Cai are getting together again, and her old sweetheart, Chef Huang, doesn't seem to know yet... In the middle of the night the day before yesterday, Chef Huang climbed up to the third floor and begged at the door.
For a long time, the old madam didn't let him enter the house..."
Song Wen narrowed his eyes and put a smile on his lips... "That's right, Xiao Fuzi... you did a good job! You are all good. I will buy some property outside these days. In the future... sooner or later we will leave this dirty place."
, you take this money and find a way to send it back to your family... From now on, do more, see more, think more, and talk less!"
Xiao Fuzi cupped his hands: "I remember Brother Wen's instructions!"
Each person was given more than one and a half taels of broken silver. It was not easy for the slaves in the brothel to hide the money. The two little turtles happily put it away. Brother Ming remembered to serve tea to the guests, so he cupped his hands and ran out first.
, Xiao Fuzi did not move anywhere.
Song Wen looked at Xiao Fuzi curiously. The little guy thought for a while and then asked in a low voice: "Brother Wen, but...are you going to clean up the eldest lady in the building?"
"Oh? Why do you say that? Although there is Mr. Li in this building, he doesn't care about anything. In the past few years, Yan Baihua has been the one calling the shots... Why do you think so?"
Xiao Fuzi hesitated for a moment and said softly: "Brother Wen is now a famous person on Wazi Street... Zixuan Building is an ordinary building. In the past two months, I am afraid that I have made a lot more money with Hu Ji Hot Dance."
One hundred taels of silver! It is said that even the four major banks in Bianliang are interested in coming to taste it in the past few days... The old madam was extremely mean to Brother Wen in the past, and Brother Wen was afraid that Yan Baihua would not be at ease...
...Those gangsters who plot against Brother Wen may have someone behind them! If Brother Wen doesn’t want to be plotted, he can only fight back..."
Song Wen looked at the teenage boy in front of him with some surprise. Usually this little guy was quiet and had no sense of existence. He didn't expect that his thoughts were so delicate!
Xiao Fuzi looked into Song Wen's eyes and said softly: "Brother Wen, I know you are a truly conscientious person in the building. Xiao Fuzi is an orphan without a family. If Brother Wen doesn't dislike it... Xiao Fuzi is willing to recognize Brother Wen.
The son rides on the horse and goes through fire and water for his brother!"
Song Wen was completely surprised... This little turtle man was so brave!
Gently patting Xiao Fuzi's shoulder... Song Wen said: "After these few days, if you want to follow me again... your future will be arranged by me!"
"Thank you, Brother Wen!"
"Keep an eye on the third floor at night. If there's anything going on, come quietly and tell me... Then let Brother Ming watch Chef Huang and Zhao Cai! Do you understand?"
Xiao Fuzi's eyes flickered in the darkness... "I understand, Brother Wen!"