Qiao Xianyong followed Lao San while holding the two official suitcases in his hands, silently all the way.
The third child took him around the atrium hall where he had just met Shangguan Lian, and walked along a winding path next to it. In front of him, he could see seven or eight flower beds, as well as rockery bridges, etc. Qiao Xianyong knew in his heart that he was one of the members of the Baisha Escort Agency.
The Fuzhong Garden where the family members spend their time. The garden is not small, and the pavilion is magnificent, but for some reason it gives off the aura of a stock well. Mr. Qiao can never help but think of the Broken Moon Cliff where he grew up, although he can't see any splendor.
The decoration is simple and elegant.
The third child seemed to be unable to bear the silence and asked, "Boy, what is your name?"
Qiao Xianyong replied with a care for words, "My surname is Qiao and my name is Xianyong."
The third child looked at him and said, "Ayong, are you from Guang'an town? Are your parents willing to send you to our escort agency to suffer hardship?"
Qiao Xianyong lowered his head and said, "My parents are both dead."
The third child looked at him sympathetically and seemed to want to change the subject, so he said, "Hey, do you know who Shangguan Lian was just now?"
Qiao Xianyong was actually not interested in all of this. He just wanted to survive in this house until the date of escorting without making any mistakes. However, it was not easy to dampen the interest of the third uncle at this time, so he continued, "I don't know. Third uncle
, what is a godmother?”
This question completely opened up Lao San's chatterbox. He looked around and said in a low voice, "Ayong, don't look at the great business of our general escort agency. I don't know how many Zhongyuan chain escort agencies have opened, but...
There was always a pain in his heart.
For many generations, the most prosperous Lu family is Lü Chufu and Lü Chuyuan. One is the well-known head of the Baisha Escort Agency, and the other is the head of the Wuyue Daishan Sect. But the strange thing is that for many generations this family has
The heir has always been unable to study for the imperial examination. He doesn't know how much money he spent to hire a master and go to a private school, but he can't even pass the provincial examination.
The wife of our chief escort only gave birth to one daughter, Miss Qiu Xian, whom we just met. However, the other ladies could not even give birth to children. I don’t know if they are in this business, so it is inevitable that their hands will be dirty and injured.
Got Yin De.
The chief escort couldn't find a boy to be an official, so he tried his best to marry his daughter to an official's family. From then on, he had a backer in the White Way. For this purpose, he asked everywhere.
If there was anyone suitable to teach his daughter chess, calligraphy and painting, and the three obediences and four virtues, he asked about the famous godmother Shangguan Lian in the southern provinces.
I had already planned to hire him with a lot of money, but I didn't expect that the rich man from the south of the city, Li Dali, beat me to it, which made the chief escort very angry. I have never seen him so angry when he lost his escort!"
Speaking of this, the third child seemed to remember Lu Chufu's angry look, with a look of fear on his face.
Qiao Xianyong felt that the name mentioned by the third child sounded familiar. Where had he heard of Li Dali, Rich Man Li?
Rape first and then kill! The words appeared in Qiao Xianyong's mind. Before joining the Baisha Escort Bureau, Qiao Xianyong heard several people talking in Tianfeng Inn, and it seemed that they talked about the daughter of Rich Man Li in the south of the city who was raped and killed and then thrown away.
Things that go into a dry well.
He was thinking in his mind and couldn't help but said out loud, "Is this the house where the daughter had an accident?"
The third child glanced at him, as if he had found a fellow gossip, nodded and sighed, "It seems that this matter has spread throughout Guang'an Town. No matter how rich Li Laocai is, he can't stop everyone's talk!
You're right! This Shangguan Lian was originally the godmother of Li Laocai's daughter. It was precisely because of Miss Li's tragic death that Mr. Lu had the opportunity to invite Shangguan Lian to our residence."
"No wonder this Shangguan girl looked extremely sad just now. That's it." Qiao Xianyong thought of Shangguanlian's grief-stricken expression.
"Yes. Hey, here we are. In this small courtyard, the second floor is the lady's embroidery room, and there are four wing rooms on the first floor, where the lady's personal maids and mother-in-law live. The lady said that in order to let the lady spend more time with her,
Godmother studies, so I specially arranged for my godmother to live in a room next to the lady's embroidery room on the second floor." The third child took Qiao Xianyong into a small courtyard. There were no other furnishings in the courtyard, only a blue stone table and a few
A stone chair.
An old woman came out and greeted Qiao Xianyong, saying, "This guy, just put it on the kang in this room. Miss Shangguan said she would come and clean it up later."
Qiao Xianyong immediately placed the two official suitcases neatly in a wing on the east side of the first floor, and then silently exited. The third child was waiting for him outside the door. When Qiao Xianyong went out, he looked back and saw Shangguan
Lian stood on the embroidery floor, leaning on the painting pillar and looking thoughtfully at the young lady's wing. Qiao Xianyong had a strange feeling in his heart. He always felt that something was not right, but he couldn't explain it.
The third child took Qiao Xianyong back to the service room near the atrium. He saw Mao Mao holding a huge broom and sweeping the yard with a sad face. Seeing Qiao Xianyong coming back, Mao Mao's eyes instantly lit up, as if he was full of energy.
I want to talk to Qiao Xianyong about my stomachache.
But the third child looked at Mao Mao with disgust and said, "Look what kind of work you are doing. The yard is full of dirt! Are you sweeping it clean or dirty? Don't worry about it every day.
Beautiful girl, don’t look at your own virtue!”
Qiao Xianyong didn't know why the old servant hated Mao Mao so much. He took a broom from under the eaves and silently walked to the other side of the yard to clean it.
When Mao Mao saw the third child leaving, he didn't know what he was doing, so he quickly walked towards Qiao Xianyong, leaned close to him and said cautiously, "What's going on, what's going on, have you seen it?"
Qiao Xianyong looked at Mao Mao in surprise, but the work in his hands did not stop. He asked, "What are you talking about?"
"Of course I'm looking at that little kisser. It's so beautiful. None of the top brands in Chunfeng Pavilion are so beautiful. I feel like my heart won't even beat when I take one look at it." Mao Mao said with his yellow teeth bared, his mouth full of sour odor.
odor.
Although Qiao Xianyong didn't know where Chunfeng Pavilion was, he could guess that Mao Mao was talking about his godmother Shangguanlian, whom he had just met. He glanced at Mao Mao coldly, did not answer, and turned to the other side.
Continue sweeping the yard.
After a busy day, when the moon rose, Qiao Xianyong and Mao Maocai returned to the place where many escorts lived. Qiao Xianyong simply scrubbed and fell asleep. In the hazy state, he heard Mao Mao vividly telling about today in the next room.
All he saw and heard was a lot of filthy words coming from the next door. He thought about spending dozens of days with these people in the future, his head buzzed, and he fell asleep without realizing it.