However, the old madam protected Yan Xijiao very well in the brothel, because only in this way could she be able to sell her for a higher price when she left the court.
Fortunately, Yan Yuantong found Yan Xijiao before she left the court. Based on the butterfly birthmark on Yan Xijiao's shoulder, he recognized his daughter. Originally, the brothel madam would not be willing to give away Yan Xijiao, a cash cow, but Yan Yuantong was of that generation.
Because of her relatively high reputation and her kindness to the brothel madam, Yan Xijiao was able to leave the brothel in perfect condition.
Although Yan Xijiao is now a daughter of a good family, she grew up in a brothel after all. She has not forgotten the skills she learned professionally in a brothel, and she plays and sings with her musical instrument there every day.
Wu Zhi stood for a moment and felt that it was time to turn around and leave. Yan Xijiao stopped playing and singing, she turned around slowly and bowed to Wu Zhi.
"Master, you think the slave's singing is not good. Do you want to leave?"
Wu Zhi paused slightly, then said with a smile: "No, Miss Yan has a sweet voice, and her skills in playing the pipa are also quite superb. It's just..."
"But what?"
Wu Zhi smiled and walked up to Yan Xijiao. He sat on the other side of the pavilion. He tried to keep a certain distance from Yan Xijiao to prevent others from gossiping.
"The main thing is that the harmonious ditties you sang, Miss Yan, are a bit ordinary in my opinion. If you can change some tunes, it should be able to set off your ethereal voice, Miss Ren, even more."
Yan Xijiao pursed her lips and smiled.
She has heard too many pick-up words like Wu Zhi's.
When I was in the brothel, I don't know how many talented and beautiful women tried their best to get close to her and see her beauty, so they used this semi-aggressive method.
Yan Xijiao also habitually echoed: "I wonder, does the owner have any tunes that can complement the slave's voice?"
Normally, when Yan Xijiao said this, those young men would scratch their heads and burn their ears, holding it in for a long time without being able to come up with anything.
What Yan Xijiao didn't expect was that Wu Zhiqie smiled and said: "Yes, I just have a song here that is suitable for you to sing."
"really?"
Yan Xijiao looked at Wu Zhi with an unusual look.
She was originally an oiran, and in those romantic places, she was used to seeing so-called romantic talents and rich and powerful people, but the Wu Zhi in front of her gave Yan Xijiao a very different feeling.
First, Wu Zhi saved the lives of their entire family.
Secondly, Yan Yuantong, who usually always has a higher level of focus, kept praising Wu Zhi, the owner of the village.
Yan Yuantong has a deep-rooted reputation and status in Daming Mansion. If Liang Zhongshu hadn't raided the people's wealth this time, their family would not have fled overnight.
Among the 100,000 guan given to Cai Jing by Liang Zhongshu, at least 40,000 guan belong to their family property!
When he first came to Zhenshui Villa, Yan Yuantong quietly told Yan Xijiao and his daughter that after he completed the construction of Zhenshui Villa, he would go to Yuncheng County to join their relatives.
But in the past two days, Yan Yuantong was as excited as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood. Even while eating, he would keep praising Wu Zhi.
Praising him for his knowledge of the past and present, his talent, his foresight, his ability to conquer mountains and rivers, he is a dragon and a phoenix among men!
He, Yan Yuantong, will devote his whole life to building Zhenshui Villa! Even if he dies, he will die in this Zhenshui Villa!
The more his father behaves like this, the more Yan Xijiao, a daughter, becomes more and more curious about Wu Zhi.
