Yue Beishu was stunned for a moment, then said with a silent smile: "What purpose does the villain have... The villain just wants to find a backer for himself."
"Ordinary women mostly need the protection of men, but as a villain..." He sighed helplessly, with an expression that really made me feel pity for him. "The villain is a man, and he can't break free from the shackles on his body. Sir Si, as a woman,
His body stands tall and tall, which is truly admirable."
Si Yiluo planned to take Xiang Xiao back when he came back. Rather than squandering money on things like water, it would be better to spend the money in real ways. The pension for an ordinary soldier killed in battle was only eight taels of silver.
The life of a passionate man who guards the border and defends his home and country is not as valuable as a silk flower!
It's really ironic.
In a small fight with Bei Liao, a dozen or so soldiers might be killed. In a normal fight, almost two to three hundred people would be sacrificed. Once it was a life-and-death fight, the number of soldiers killed would be counted in the tens of millions.
In these years, the most peaceful years, the number of Guangliang Prefecture Guard soldiers killed in battle every year ranged from one thousand to eight hundred, and the pension was reduced to a small amount of ten thousand taels of silver.
In the past two or three years, large-scale conflicts have often broken out between the two sides. This season, the pension received from the Marquis of Xiping amounted to 40,000 to 50,000 taels.
Si Yiluo stared at the income of the Ministry of Rites and whistled.
A figure appeared from the darkness, and she ordered: "Keep an eye on this money and don't put it into the pockets of corrupt officials."
The subordinate responded yes.
Yue Beishu, who was standing nearby, heard her instructions clearly and opened his mouth in surprise.
"Master Si, aren't you shy at all? Will the villain be..."
He scratched his neck with his thumb, which was very down-to-earth.
Si Yiluo's expression did not change.
"You are not yet at the level to be silenced..."
Xiang Xiao came out of the alley with an angry face and cursed: "What a vile thing..."
When he looked up and saw Si Yiluo, his words were interrupted.
"The air inside is too dirty..." He felt that the reason he gave was too lame, so he simply didn't cover it up, "Don't tell me you can tolerate this? If I were you, I would have sealed up those dirty places! I still have them.
Are they celebrating the New Year?"
Si Yiluo smiled nonchalantly.
"Why bother with them? Let's go."
"where to?"
Si Yiluo looked at Yue Beishu.
"Master Beishu doesn't mind us two being poor, so let's go sit down in Lingyin Pavilion."
She didn't like this place, she didn't like herself. Although Yue Beishu couldn't see it, she could feel it. She thought she would return in vain again.
"Of course I don't mind. Who dares to say that you are poor..."
Lingyin Pavilion is not far from Furong Pavilion, but it is not as lively as other brothels. On the stage, a young man in green shirt is dancing, with a circle of silver bells wrapped around his slender waist, which vividly displays his fragility and enchantment.
What I got in return was not applause, but dirty looks from the audience and hands that stretched out to the table from time to time.
Male prostitutes have a lower status than female prostitutes and have no right to say no.
Si Yiluo looked at the young man in green shirt who was pulled into the arms of a fat middle-aged man just after the performance, and shook his head.
As soon as he entered Lingyin Pavilion, Xiang Xiao looked like he had a needle hole in his butt and felt awkward all over.
Yue Beishu gave them more tea, stood up and said, "It's time for me to perform on stage. Sir Si, please support me..."
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"Please, Lord Governor."
In the splendid lobby of Xiaoyu Tower, Fu Shuang came on the stage holding her pipa, sitting in front of the left side of the stage, holding her breath and concentrating.
There were two clanging sounds of metal. Fu Yue, dressed in black and red skirt, appeared on stage with a sword. The audience was instantly excited.
Wei Heyan took a seat in the private room on the second floor. His eyes swept across the crazy crowd in the lobby, and impatience flashed across his eyebrows.
"Thank you, Lord Governor, for your hospitality." Xiao Poyun raised the tea cup in his hand, "Poyun would like to use tea instead of wine. I would like to offer a cup to Lord Governor first."
Wei Heyan raised his glass and sipped lightly. In his sight, a young man wearing a silk flower on his head and a royal blue round-neck robe squeezed into the crowd.
This person is Xiang Xiao.
I looked around behind him and didn't see anyone traveling with him.
Wei Heyan's eyes darkened.
Si Hai lowered his head and asked, "Supervisor, do you have any other instructions?"
"No."
His answer was as crisp and clear as the movements of the girl on the stage, but Si Hai felt that something was wrong, and looked around the crowd. He had never seen Xiang Xiao, and searched the whole place without finding any clues. He didn't know what was wrong with his governor.
"Miss Fu Shuang's pipa is one of the best in the capital, and Miss Fu Yue's sword dance is also impressive. I wonder what Princess Poyun thinks?"
Xiao Poyun's mind was not on the performance in the audience. She was thinking about how to contact the informant.
Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the servants and maids coming and going. He had just walked around the street, and logically the person to contact him should have appeared.
"Very wonderful."
Xiao Poyun calmed down and praised, "The supreme imperial palace received a victory, and Zhang Kai's voice of the six armies was like thunder. One person and one pipa played the momentum of thousands of troops, which complemented Miss Fuyue's sword dance."
"Princess is knowledgeable."
Wei Heyan praised, put down the tea cup and said nothing. He lowered his eyes and looked at the tea in the cup, not knowing what he was thinking.
"The villain pours wine for the distinguished guests. The governor will use the fine sweet-scented osmanthus wine with caution."
While the waiter was pouring the wine, he slipped a note under the table to Xiao Poyun, poured the wine with a low eyebrow, and quietly left.
The atmosphere is awkward.
Xiao Poyun stood up to break the embarrassment: "I drank too much tea, Lord Governor, please forgive me."
Si Hai turned around, and the little eunuch behind him followed Xiao Poyun silently.
After one song, Fu Shuang and Fu Yue gained a lot, which undoubtedly put pressure on those who came next.
The new show on the stage is a solo dance. Compared with Fu Yue's heroic figure, this girl has a hot figure, her skin like gelatin is looming under the thin gauze dress, the waves on her neckline are ready to come out, and her movements are extremely charming and enchanting.
Wei Heyan looked away, and Si Hai said with understanding: "Master Governor, if you don't like it, I will ask you to change the program downstairs."
"No need!"
Xiao Poyun walked to a deserted place and unfolded the note. There were only six words on the note, Lingyin Pavilion, Yue Beishu.
She swallowed the note, packed it up, and turned back. Wei Heyan was no longer where he was.
Si Hai said politely: "The Governor thinks this place is too noisy and is already waiting for you downstairs."
This trip was not considered a failure, so Xiao Poyun calmed down.
"It's time to work."
As it gets late at night, there are more people on the street and it becomes more difficult for cars and horses to move.
"How about the song "Qing Ping Le" by Xiaoren?"
The lonely sound of the private room on the second floor fell through the window, and then Wei Heyan heard Si Yiluo's voice.
"I don't understand music, so I can't comment on the quality of the music."
The inexperienced Si Yiluo gave Yue Beishu a headache for a while. No matter what music he played, she would always say that she didn't understand the music and didn't know whether it was good or bad.
"Master Si's answer is so sad..." Yue Beishu said in a tentative tone, "It's really difficult for a villain to earn a silk flower from Master Si."
"parking."
Wei Heyan opened the curtain and looked at the second floor, then jumped out of the carriage.
Xiao Poyun felt happy when she saw the signboard of Lingyin Pavilion. She was worried about how to come to Yue Beishu! She hurriedly followed Wei Heyan.
Si Yiluo picked the silk flowers and put them on the table.
"If you want it, just tell me, but I only have one. It seems a bit uneconomical for Mr. Beishu to serve it all night."
Yue Beishu leaned forward and approached, his tone ambiguous.
"If Mr. Si can put it on Beishu with his own hands, Beishu will be worth it."
With a playful look in his eyes, Si Yiluo stretched out his hand to grab a silk flower and put it on his head. Yue Beishu took the opportunity to hold her hand in his palm.
"Thank you, Mr. Si."
The waiter opened the door to serve tea, and this scene fell right into Wei Heyan's eyes through the crack in the door.
Wei Heyan snorted coldly and left with a puff of sleeves.
Si Yiluo looked up and saw Xiao Poyun and Si Hai chasing after each other, and his eyes froze.