In a secluded alley in the southern city of Bianliang, a pair of stone drums placed at the entrance of a gate have been mottled with vicissitudes of life, and the blue paint on the door has also faded, but it does seem to have a quiet artistic conception.
After banging the door knocker, a servant in green clothes and a small hat opened the door and looked at Song Wen and Mr. Li... "It turns out to be Mr. Li. You two are coming with me. The younger one will go and inform the master."
"I'm sorry."
After a while, the boy came back and called Mr. Li over to talk. Mr. Li tidied up his clothes and hurried away. Song Wen was left looking around in the small living room in boredom.
The entire courtyard seemed to be very large, with several small courtyards inside it being well-proportioned. There were no luxurious furnishings, and it was quiet and quiet, which made Song Wen feel very comfortable.
Song Wen got up and came to the white wall, looking at a painting carefully... The painting was a spring garden scene, lightly painted with some pink and green colors, and there was an image of a woman in palace clothes.
"Are you Song Wen?"
When Song Wen turned around, he saw a short girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old, standing at the door of the small flower hall with her arms folded, looking at him.
Song Wen cupped his hands and said, "I am the one who is here. I wonder what I call the girl?"
"It doesn't matter... I went to the building a few days ago to take a look at the Hu Ji Hot Dance you arranged. Although it is difficult to reach the level of elegance, it is indeed novel! Especially the Hu music from the Western Regions, it can make people's hearts sing.
And move..."
"I learned it all from a master who played in the world of mortals."
"The new dishes you have prepared for Zixuanlou are not bad, but I heard that someone secretly arranged for the gangsters to settle down to do something evil against you?"
Song Wen shook his head: "Maybe I just happened to meet a thief who was robbing me. I'm not worthy of being plotted like this, am I?"
The girl frowned and thought for a while: "Let me think about it, Mr. Li seems to have decided to get rid of Yan Baihua... Let him handle the rest by himself! Now Zixuan Tower is attracting attention... This won't
Well, a big tree attracting wind is a recipe for disaster! I can make some decisions on these business matters...Zixuan Tower needs to be quiet as soon as possible, do you think it can be done?"
Song Wen was stunned for a moment, could this girl be the proprietor of Zixuan Tower?
After weighing it in his mind, Song Wen still handed over his hand and agreed: "As long as the proprietor handles things properly, the building will definitely become quiet! However, those people arranged by Yan Baihua may be restless..."
"All of them have been abolished! From now on, all the accounts of Zixuan Building will be handled by Mr. Li. In terms of management... I plan to let you make the decision!"
Song Wen was moved in his heart, but he smiled and shook his head: "Proprietor, I am just a little turtle... The slave status is still in the hands of the proprietor, I can just tell him how to do things! But... after all, the young one has no
I’m afraid my experience in welcoming and sending people off won’t be of much help in this matter.”
"You just want to hide behind the scenes and plan and give advice?"
"This is indeed better for the operation of Zixuan Tower."
"Well, that's fine..."
Song Wen asked: "I wonder what the proprietor is called?"
The girl showed a smile: "Just call me Jiuniang... I am only half the owner. Your real owner is in Jiangnan! Your slave contracts and other things are also there... Then so be it!
You go back first to assist Mr. Li in settling the people's hearts in Zixuanlou...you don't need to worry about the rest."
"I understand, little one."
Song Wen looked up and saw that the girl turned around and walked through the corner door to the backyard. Mr. Li came back with a middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper. The two looked at each other and saw that they had no doubts about each other and left together.
Song Wen walked on the road and asked softly: "Mr. Li, what is the identity of this proprietor Jiuniang?"
Mr. Li frowned: "The proprietor is a wealthy businessman from Jiangnan. In fact, businesses such as Zixuan Tower are probably not a big deal in the eyes of the proprietor... Miss Jiuniang is a distant relative of the proprietor, but the business in the capital city
Basically, they were all handed over to Jiuniang's hands, which shows that the proprietor has great trust in Miss Jiuniang. As for the rest... I don't know."
Song Wen knew that this guy was telling lies, but the identity of the owner of Zixuan Tower was indeed a bit mysterious... If he didn't care about a brothel, how much property did the owner of Zixuan Tower still have in Bianliang?
After Mr. Li returned to Zixuan Tower, he immediately became aggressive. First, he spent money at the Xiang Office to suppress Huang San's injury, and then paid Huang three and fifty taels of silver to send him home.
What Yan Baihua's old bastard Feng told him was also suppressed, but a few guards brought back by Mr. Li from outside dragged Yan Baihua to the woodshed... After a while, they found several items from Yan Baihua's room.
Box of silver coins and three banknotes.
With murderous intent in his eyes, Mr. Li had the old bustard Yan Baihua transported away in a carriage overnight... He said that he would send her to the south of the Yangtze River as soon as the city gate was opened, but Song Wen seriously doubted that she would be transported out of the city early tomorrow morning.
It could be an unknown corpse that died suddenly.
I haven’t seen the little green slave for a long time, and that Granny Li is indeed a weirdo... Let the commotion in Zixuan Tower turn upside down, I teach myself to be a thin horse! This makes Song Wen very confused, why does it feel like there is no one in Zixuan Tower?
Everyone from the proprietor to the nanny is mysterious?
Mr. Li, Song Wen, the trembling steward Teapot, and the new Madam Zhou held a meeting... First, they accused and criticized the heinous former Madam Yan Baihua, and then they thoroughly punished the remaining forces and doglegs of Yan Baihua.
Liquidate... fire those who should be dismissed and those who should be selling!
The next step is to formulate new rules. Song Wen's status is very aloof, but Song Wen will not meddle in these nosy matters... He just mentioned one thing: from now on, he can keep half of the rewards received by all the servants in the building!
But relying on this alone, Song Wen won the hearts of all the servants...
The incident at Zixuan House seemed to surprise the six surrounding brothels. Rumors spread all over the place... But how could a brothel be afraid of rumors and reputation? For a time, the story of Zixuan House's old madam seducing men to become jealous and almost causing death made Zixuan
Lou's business has gotten a little better! This makes Song Wen and Mr. Li a little bit dumbfounded.
After two days of excitement, Song Wen couldn't bear his temper and ran to the compound in the outer city to see Lin Chong, Li Yan and the others.
As soon as they entered the courtyard gate, a group of strong young men with bare upper bodies were working hard, standing in a stance, punching and waving stone locks... They were all sweating and practicing enthusiastically.
Li Yan seemed to have recovered from her injuries. She was lying on a bamboo chair with her arms open, smelling of alcohol, and was blowing something nonsense with Lin Chong.
A few people exchanged pleasantries, and Lin Chong took Song Wen to a warehouse. They saw hundreds of wine jars sealed tightly. Lin Chong asked: "The wine shop has been named, do you want these Shaojiu Wen brothers?"
Choose another name?"
Song Wen asked: "Do Zhao Shenyan and Ping Niang have any good ideas?"
Lin Chong shook his head: "No, but Brother Quan's grandfather mentioned that Zen Master Zhitong of Daxiangguo Temple said something after drinking a gourd of shochu!"