Zhuo Yiwen's home soon arrived. Once she entered a small courtyard, there were only two bungalows inside the red-painted gate.
"Young hero Ximen, please come sit in the room and let Yiwen serve tea to the young hero as a token of gratitude, okay?" Zhuo Yiwen asked.
Ximen Tong was a little hesitant. He had never entered a woman's boudoir before, but Zhuo Yiwen did not give him a chance to refuse. Before he could answer, he was directly pulled in by Zhuo Yiwen's hand.
After entering the room, Zhuo Yiwen finally let go of Ximen Tong's hand and said: "Young hero Ximen, please sit on the chair for a while, while Yiwen goes to make tea for the young hero."
After she finished speaking, she walked into the back room.
Ximen Tong sat down on the chair as instructed and raised his eyes to look at the room.
The furnishings in the room are very simple, with only a round table and a few chairs. There is also a dressing table by the window with a bronze mirror on it, and a few small boxes scattered next to it, which should contain
Rouge, gouache and the like are commonly used at my daughter’s house.
The walls are bare without any hangings, making the whole room look very plain.
Although it is simple, the room is very tidy. The tables, chairs and floor are all spotless, and it smells very good. Ximen Tong comes from a wealthy family and has researched various incense, but he can't smell the fragrance in this room.
What kind of spices it comes from? I can only guess that it is probably a mixture of several floral fragrances.
Zhuo Yiwen quickly walked out of the inner room, not only brought a cup of tea, but also changed her clothes.
She was wearing a light purple gauze dress. The material was very light and thin, which not only showed off her slim figure, but also the underwear bellyband she wore underneath was vaguely visible through the clothes.
She walked up to Ximen Tong, handed the tea cup to him, and said, "Young hero, please have some tea."
Ximen Tong's face turned even redder. He lowered his head and took the tea cup, not even daring to look up at her.
Zhuo Yiwen stared at Ximen Tong intently. After a while, she suddenly said: "You seem a little afraid of me."
Ximen Tong smiled slightly and said: "Since I was a child, I have never been afraid of anyone."
He raised his head and looked at Zhuo Yiwen. The shyness in his body was swept away, and he turned back to the arrogant and unruly young man he used to be. Indeed, he has never been afraid of anyone, let alone Zhuo Yiwen.
Yiwen, this delicate beauty.
Zhuo Yiwen's spring-like eyes were still looking at Ximen Tong, like a playful child who discovered an interesting toy, curious and eager.
"You are indeed not afraid of me." She said softly, "But I think you are a little special, different from other men."
Ximen Tong said: "Actually, I also think that Miss Zhuo is very special and different from other women."
Zhuo Yiwen said: "Oh? What's different about me?"
Ximen Tong said: "If I'm not mistaken, Miss Zhuo didn't seem to be too afraid of those strong men when we were in the restaurant."
Zhuo Yiwen said: "Why do you say that? They are so fierce, how can I not be afraid?"
Ximen Tong said: "If a person is afraid, it will not only be expressed in his expression, but his heartbeat will also change. Although Miss Zhuo looks scared on the outside, her pulse is steady as usual, so I can conclude that you are not
Not really scared."
Zhuo Yiwen was stunned for a long time, sighed, and said: "You are right, I am indeed not afraid of them."
Ximen Tong blinked and asked, "They are so fierce, why aren't you afraid?"
Zhuo Yiwen said: "I'm not afraid of them because I know they won't kill me. They will humiliate me, bully me, and force me to do things I don't want to do, but they won't kill me. Those men will
If that’s the case, I have nothing to fear.”
Ximen Tong said: "From what the girl said, do you know many strong men like this?"
Zhuo Yiwen smiled and said: "Yiwen is an actor, a lowly and lowly profession. In addition to singing on stage, she also has to face those rich and powerful people, drink and eat with them, and have many social activities, like"
I’ve seen so many strong men like Jinzhou Liuyi, so why don’t I know their habits?”
She bit her lip and said, "If Young Hero Ximen thinks that Yiwen is a pure and innocent girl, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."
Ximen Tong remained silent, not knowing what to say.
Zhuo Yiwen said: "Yiwen is a weak woman who doesn't know martial arts. She is just a little pretty and can sing a few opera lines. She is a plaything in the hands of dignitaries and powerful bullies. Even if she doesn't want to, she can only accept her fate.
Young heroes like Ximen Shaoxia naturally don’t know the hardships involved. For example, that day General Wu asked me to accompany Mr. Hua to Happy Island to gamble. Yi Wen had no choice but to accompany him. No matter what Mr. Hua wanted to do to me,
, I had no choice but to obey.”
Ximen Tong's expression changed when he heard this, and said: "My master is completely different from those powerful bullies, don't talk nonsense!"
Zhuo Yiwen said: "Master Hua is Young Master's master, so naturally he is different. Yiwen made a mistake at the moment, and he never meant to offend his respected master. Please forgive me, Young Master!"
Ximen Tong pondered for a while and said: "Since Miss Yi Wen doesn't want to do these social activities, why don't you make another living or find a good family to marry? Why do you have to do it reluctantly and wrong yourself?"
Zhuo Yiwen said: "If I had a choice, of course I would, as the young hero said, stop doing the despicable job of an actor. Even if I live in a poorer life, I would be willing to do so. It's a pity that Yiwen is a poor person and her destiny is in the hands of others.
With my hands, I can’t escape even if I want to.”
Ximen Tong's expression changed and he said, "What do you think Miss Zhuo said?"
Zhuo Yiwen sighed and said: "Yiwen was born in a poor family and sold herself to 'Li Cuiyuan' since she was a child. Now that the deed of betrayal is still in the hands of the theater owner, how can she leave?"
Ximen Tong said: "This is not difficult. Just spend some money to redeem the contract."
Zhuo Yiwen said: "Although I only had a few hundred taels of silver in my selling contract, the theater owner has asked me to teach me to learn opera and practice martial arts over the years, which has cost a lot. Now Yiwen is a popular star in 'Li Cuiyuan'
I am a beautiful woman, how could my boss let me redeem myself and leave so easily?"
Ximen Tong said: "Even so, it will only cost more money. Miss Yiwen, let me tell you how much the boss will ask for. I have more than ten thousand taels of silver on my lower body. It must be enough to give it to the girl to redeem her body."
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More than ten thousand taels of silver is a huge amount of wealth, more than the entire property of most ordinary families. But Ximen Tong was born in a wealthy family in Yueyang City, and money has never been in his heart.
Zhuo Yiwen did not give up at all, and he did not even consider that the money was the proceeds from the sale of weapons by the "Evil Dog Sect" and the "Monkey Gang", and was not his own property.
Zhuo Yiwen stared at the handsome young man in front of her, with something strange in her eyes. She suddenly smiled softly and said, "Let's stop talking about these unpleasant things, okay?"
But Ximen Tong shook his head and said, "Why didn't you tell me? Or is it that the girl still doesn't want to leave the Pear Garden?"
Zhuo Yiwen took a step forward, walked to Ximen Tong, and said softly: "Even if I don't want to leave, let's not talk about this, okay?"
Ximen Tong shook his head again and said, "I don't believe it. You don't mean what you say. There must be something hidden in it."
Zhuo Yiwen said: "Yiwen appreciates the good intentions of the young hero. It's just that the young hero and I are not close friends, so Yiwen can never ask for so much silver from you, let alone the matter of ransom, no matter how much money it is, it will be difficult to handle it."
get."
Ximen Tong said: "Then why?"
Zhuo Yiwen said: "What you don't know, young hero, is that the owner of this 'Li Cui Yuan' is not an ordinary businessman. This theater is run by a martial arts sect called 'Hong Sheng Tang', which is quite powerful in Changsha City."
, it is said that it is also an alliance with the "Dongting Gang", the largest gang in the city. The owner of the theater is the Lei gang leader of "Hongshengtang". A few days ago, he has mentioned to me that he wants to take me as his concubine, and
How could I be allowed to redeem myself and leave?"
Ximen Tong lowered his head and pondered, speechless for a long time.
If it was just a matter of silver, he wouldn't care at all, but when it comes to Jianghu sects, it's not that simple.
When the members of the "Evil Dog Sect" first arrived in Changsha, Hua Bushi warned his disciples that they must be careful when doing things here and not easily make enemies of the local gangs and sects. Just because there are many gangs in Changsha City, and various sects
The relationship between them is complicated, and if you offend a sect, it is likely to lead to joint revenge from several forces. The "Evil Dog Sect" is an outsider and has an unstable foothold. Of course, it is not appropriate to immediately conflict with the local forces.
After a long time, Ximen Tong said: "Since it is related to the 'Hong Sheng Tang' and the 'Dongting Gang', I will go back to discuss with the master and ask him to come forward. I expect that the leader of the Lei Gang will definitely sell it to the 'Evil Dog Clan' to give Zhuo some face."
The girl ransomed herself."
He suddenly noticed a drop of water falling on the back of his hand. He looked up and saw that Zhuo Yiwen's eyes were already red, and tears kept pouring out, sliding down her cheeks and dripping down.
Ximen Tong was immediately at a loss and panicked. In his entire life, no woman had ever cried like this in front of him.
He said calmly: "Miss Yiwen, why are you doing this?"
Zhuo Yiwen sobbed: "No reason... I'm just happy... Young Hero treated me like this... Even if Yiwen dies now... I'll be satisfied..."
She burst into tears and could no longer speak.
Ximen Tong stretched out his arms, hugged her gently, took out the silk handkerchief from his arms to wipe the tears on her face, but Zhuo Yiwen's tears kept flowing out, staining everything on his clothes, making them wet.
A big piece.
Before meeting Zhuo Yiwen in the "Daronghe" restaurant, Ximen Tong always thought that she was a high-ranking fairy, a big star who was sought after by thousands of people, and a flawless and peerless beauty. But now, he knew that she was lying on top of him.
The woman crying in her arms is actually just a weak woman with a pitiful life experience. She suffers more pain and helplessness than others, and her life is no happier than those mediocre-looking village women on the street.