Mother Zhao's move was very agile. The singer and dancer had just left the stage and walked out of the small door. Someone immediately appeared from the corner and grabbed the morning leaves. The girls who were serving tea and food on the stove just filed in, and the silk and bamboo were also rising again. No one noticed it.
to unnecessary movement.
Polygonum dust dances gracefully, face half-covered by tulle, and a group of beauties in plain clothes enter the stage, with brocade books playing the piano, musical scales rising, water sleeves swaying, the beauty on the stage shows her true face, the clear water hibiscus is serene and elegant, forgetting the vulgarity when seeing it.
Mrs. Zhang was still behind the counter, with a satisfied smile on her face. Shui Zhi quickly came up and spoke back, saying that Chen Ye had been taken care of.
"She refused to admit it and was lying on the ground crying. Mother Zhao asked someone to tie her up, gagged her and held her captive. She would not go wrong and just waited for the madam to show off." The eldest maid leaned over and listened.
"I got it." The master of Lengxiang Pavilion remained calm and raised his chin towards the railing upstairs, "Go and see who the young lady is talking to right now. If it's convenient, say this back to her."
Shui Zhi stepped back as he was told and walked around the flower terrace to go upstairs. The hall was warm and cozy, with old and new guests mixed in, making it difficult to distinguish their faces. The most eye-catching one was Qiu Xiao, sitting next to Mr. Wang.
As a sign of kindness, he peeled fresh grapes and offered them to him; he sat around a table by the pillars.
Yingying Yanyan, in the middle is actually Young Master Zhu, who has a bad reputation. He is already holding his new love in his arms. The rouge is richly painted, and the lapel is half open, revealing a red mandarin duck bellyband. He is most flattering and flattering, but carefully
One look at her facial features, and it was clear that this woman was Wen Yan'er.
Yan'er was dressed up very gorgeously, but what kind of person was Shuizhi? It was obvious at a glance that she was already in bad shape and overwhelmed. She was just forcing a smile, and in order to get more reward money, she desperately catered to Zhu, and allowed herself to be
He was so drunk that he threw it into the corner and was immediately replaced by a girl next to him.
The eldest maid hurried past with her head lowered, her eyes filled with unbearable pain, but she could only turn a blind eye - I hope Sister-in-law Wen wouldn't see it, otherwise she would be very sad.
"Come here, go and invite Mother Zhao. Just tell her that Wen Yan'er is drunk. Don't disturb the guest's mood and ask her to take her down quickly." Shui Zhi went to a remote place and called a little maid over to warn her.
The dance in "Jinghua Tan" is not long, and Liao Chen is not a perfect body. It is not easy to wait for a price like Qiu Xiao. It is just an ordinary red hall plan. The lady of the pavilion reported her name, and there were anxious guests.
After spending a lot of money, Jin Shu had quietly sneaked into a corner to avoid the chaos, fearing that someone with poor eyesight might treat him as a prostitute and pull him over.
"Oh, what's going on? Yan'er, wake up?" Master Xu Qin was waiting in front of the small door and almost bumped into Mother Zhao who was about to go out. She also saw the drunk Wen Yan'er. Mother Zhao blocked Xu Jinshu.
She slapped Yan'er's hand and said that she was too drunk and almost made a fool of herself.
"What Mom said is strange. Yan'er doesn't know how to drink. She was clearly drunk." Jin Shu didn't believe it and glanced in the direction where Zhao's mother came from. "Isn't that the young master of the Zhu family? He is the most annoying.
The two salty hands will touch anyone they see. Apart from eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, they don't know any nonsense. Yan'er must have been bullied by him."
There was a crisp sound of "pop". Before Xu Jinshu could finish his words, he was slapped by Zhao's mother and was dragged out of the door by his ears: "You don't know how to live or die, is this what you can say? It's so easy to talk.
Believe it or not, you don’t have to wait until dawn, you will be beaten half to death and thrown into Chunyan Alley, so as not to bring trouble to Lengxiang Pavilion!"
Mother Zhao scolded her hard and tapped Jin Shu's forehead, telling her not to take her stupidity and recklessness for granted. After saying that, she hurriedly went to settle Wen Yan'er, and she also needed to pick up the kitchen, so don't delay the preparations.
Nice supper ahead.
After being scolded, Xu Jinshu lowered her head and did not dare to reply. She came out without any outer clothes and was shivering after being blown by the night wind for a while. She rubbed her hands together and breathed to keep warm. In fact, she knew well that Mother Zhao was doing it for her own good.
, pah, if someone named Zhu hears this, he will get angry, and his end will only be even worse.
"We are also the daughters of our parents. How long will it take for us to get ahead?" Jin Shu looked up at the moon in the sky. It was no longer crooked, nor was it perfect. It hung there half full of jealousy, and looked like a lonely moon.
As a person, I would not have to sell myself to earn a living, and still have no dignity at all.
But there are still stars in the moon, so what does Xu Jinshu have?
Even he... hadn't been here for a long time. She could hear the criticism from the sisters in the building, and she could also understand the implicit concern in the eyes of Miss Qiu Xiao and the Oiran.
Jin Shu just knew not to fight.
Compared with her own miserable mother, at least she is still alive. She escaped from that home without a trace of humanity and escaped being reduced to Yangzhou's thin horse. What's the result? Not just for survival, she willingly sold herself to Lengxiang Pavilion and became a
A performer on the piano.
"Miss Xu, Miss Xu, I want to listen to some music ahead. I'm looking for you everywhere. Come on." The little girl in the building looked for her. When she saw Xu Jinshu, she hurriedly stepped forward and pulled her back. "Why are your hands so cold?"
?It would be terrible if you get frozen and can't play the piano. I will give the girl a cover."
The little girl seemed to be called Hong'er, whom Jin Shu had never seen before. When her hands were covered in her sleeves, her eyes turned red, and she gritted her teeth and endured it.
Hong'er didn't have a hand stove, but it made Jin Shu feel warmer than Sanchun. Back in the main building, Liao Chen had already been ordered by a wealthy guest. The person who told her to sing was a familiar face, so it was not difficult to deal with it.
"Polygonum is sparsely red on the shore, water is green on water, and mushrooms are as white as duckweed. When you gave her this name, at first glance, you thought you were calling me."
The guest asked for a private room to listen to the music. Jin Shu held the piano and followed obediently behind him, looking around secretly from the corner of his eye. The gauze curtain was hung in front of the upstairs corridor, and the oiran lady knelt and sat in the shadow of the curtain, drinking and chatting with someone.
The person who read the poem was none other than Yin Huai'an, the owner of Zhou Lai Village. The poem was called "Fa Huai'an".
On the table was ripe sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed rice, accompanied by several plates of new cakes. Shen Yuan's cheeks were slightly blushing, but in fact he didn't drink much. She listened to the other person's words and was not in a hurry to refute. She smiled lightly and pushed the plate in front of her.
Lianzisu: "It is said that in ancient times, Bigan had an exquisite heart with seven orifices. When he came to Zhoulai Village, he would be ashamed of himself."
"A Yuan only said yes or no?" Yin Huai'an glanced at the small plate and said clearly, "I've seen it a long time ago. Whenever you can't say it right, you like to stuff people's mouths with snacks. No matter how delicious the snacks in Lengxiang Pavilion are
, but that’s not how it should be used?”
Shen Yuan raised his eyes and took a piece of lotus seed cake in his hand: "Forget it if you don't eat it, why bother talking to me like this. Now that you have an idea, do you believe it if I say no? You really think too much, brother Huai'an
, I just thought these two words sounded good, so I pieced them together casually and gave them to her. If you have to think too much at the slightest disturbance, it will cause bad things." This chapter has been completed!