On the banks of the New Town River, Cross Street is the most lively and prosperous place in southwest Yangzhou.

A few months ago, a big fire broke out here. Many people thought it would become depressed from now on, but unexpectedly, after the fire, the Zhang family paid money to renovate all the houses facing the street. After the new house was repaired, many businesses immediately moved in, and the prosperity here was even more prosperous.

Not only that, after the Zhang family made a big arrangement here, they also attracted pleasure boats to gather on the Cross Street. When night fell, dozens of pleasure boats leaned on the shore near the Cross Street, which especially increased the popularity of this area.

Yingchun Pavilion Painting Boat is quite famous in Cross Street. The madam Wang Cuihong, Wang’s mother was a celebrity on the Slim West Lake before. Later, she got married and disappeared for a while.

But recently, I came back and took action and started to run Yingchun Pavilion, and there are more than a hundred girls under my command!

"Mom Wang, you just need to rest today. There are so many people taking care of you below. What else can you worry about? I keep saying that the blessed person is someone like you, Mom. Now Mr. Song is in love with you. Do you think that money is not as good as flowing water to earn money at home?"

In the attic of the pleasure boat, the old nanny was serving Wang Cuihong to dress up, and said flatteringly. Wang Cuihong smiled with a smile on her lips: "You old guy, who's gossiping about you? I have a husband's family. Besides, I'm a yellow man, so where do men like it? You think you are those little girls outside, and you can always fascinate people!"

"Oh, look at my mouth! Damn it! Damn it." The old woman paused and said, "But if Mom Wang said she was old and ugly, it would be a bit too much. Look at the delicate beauty in the mirror. When a man glanced at it, he would tremble all over!

There are some pretty girls outside, but the young girls are like raw cucumbers. Where can you serve men like Mother Wang?"

Wang Cuihong said this to the nanny on her mouth, staring at the mirror in front of her. The person in the mirror really had tight skin and a beautiful face, and didn't look like a woman almost forty years old at all.

Wang Cuihong was feeling more and more comfortable. Women, it’s really not worth it to be lucky. A few years ago, I got married into a good family and lived a miserable life. After a few years of hard life, I thought my life would be over.

But unexpectedly, a pleasure boat was opened on the New Town River Cross Street. Wang Cuihong came to find a job with the intention of giving it a try, and was immediately reused.

Wang Cuihong found something to do, and having income was the first step, and even greater luck was still behind. Master Song San took a fancy to her and gave her money to buy a pleasure boat. His usual business was worthy of Master Song San, and Yingchun Pavilion immediately opened a gap with other pleasure boats.

Just in less than a month, Wang Cuihong secretly calculated the accounts and her net income was more than 1,000 taels of silver. Thinking of so much white silver falling into her pocket, she felt as comfortable as if she had drunk honey.

"Women, be kind to yourself! Don't let yourself be wronged!" Wang Cuihong murmured.

The door of the attic was pushed open with a creaking sound, and the servant beat Qian'er and said, "Mom Wang, there is a distinguished guest coming to the door, and I must see you!"

"Didn't you see your mother combing her hair without eyes? What a great guest? Do you still have to see Mother Wang?" the old woman snorted coldly and cursed.

The servant was slightly stunned and looked at Wang Cuihong.

Wang Cuihong waved her hand and said, "Go, go, just say I'm not here today. It's not enough to have so many girls accompanying me? I don't pick up customers, so what's the best thing to see?"

Wang Cuihong sent the servant away. She was about to speak, but she couldn't help but exclaim. She suddenly stood up. At the door of the attic, there was a middle-aged man in Confucian uniform standing. Looking at the other person's face, he had no need to have white faces, and his every move was full of aura. This...

"Xiaohong, I haven't seen you for a few years, so why don't you come here? You are amazing now. It's rare for old friends to see you. Is your business bigger and you look down on us bad students?" said Lai Ren.

Wang Cui blushed, but her eyes stared at the other party like a hook, and said, "Is the third master back? I thought the third master left Yangzhou in the past few years and won the top scorer in the capital. He was left by the emperor and listened to him! I didn't expect you to come back today."

"Haha!" The person who came laughed. He was no one else, but naturally Zhang Chengbei. When he saw Wang Cuihong, he was really happy when he met his old lover.

Looking at Wang Cuihong's appearance, she hasn't changed much in the past few years. Instead, she has become more elegant and more savory. He felt something in his heart and said:

"Xiaohong, even if I stayed in the capital, I still miss you in my heart. Look, I just returned to Yangzhou from outside, and the first thing I did was to inquire about you. I'm not going to work hard to help those who are interested. Finally, I found you!"

Water was about to drip from Wang Cuihong's eyes. She just thought about her own life, but she didn't expect that even greater luck would come.

The man in front of him has such a high status and status, and he is the first person she has met since she started working. What is Mr. Song compared to this man? Wang Cuihong looked at Zhang Chengbei's appearance and knew that the other party was thinking. Years of experience told her that today is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

"San Master, don't say that. Cuihong is no longer as usual now. She has married a good man and has a husband's family! Don't look at me in this pleasure boat, but now I'm just doing business behind the scenes. The third master is here, and I'll arrange two girls to serve you well, okay?" Wang Cuihong said.

She is a veteran, of course she knows how to arouse Zhang Chengbei's interest, and she also knows very well about Zhang Chengbei's preferences. Sure enough, after she said this, Zhang Chengbei's eyes became even hotter.

The old lady next to her was a person who had come here. Seeing this attitude, she didn't know what was going on, so she immediately tied up Wang Cuihong's hair and said goodbye immediately.

As soon as she left, only the lonely man and the widow were left in the room...

...

As night falls, the lights are dim on the New Town River, but the upper floors of Fusheng Bookstore are filled with tranquility.

The silence was broken by the sound of rapid footsteps. Zhang Jing personally held the lantern and ran through the yard, then went up to the small building, pushed open the only room where the lights were lit, and slipped in like a loach.

There was a clear look of excitement in his tone and said, "Brother Zheng, you are so awesome! This matter has been done. Wang Cuihong has left Uncle San in the room, hey!"

In the room, Lu Zheng sat upright on a chair, holding a pen in his hand and put the pen into the pen holder. Then he said, "Where is Liang Decai? I'll see him now!"

Zhang Jing pushed open the blinds, placed the lanterns on the window, and whistled outside.

After a while, a middle-aged man with a short figure and a slim face and a rat-eyed look came in from outside respectfully. As soon as he entered the door, he saluted extremely respectfully: "Liang Decai has met Mr. Lu."

Lu Zheng laughed and said, "Brother Liang, don't be polite! If you are polite, you will be apart. This time I really lost you. If you didn't report the news in time, my life would be over! Your cousin wished I could die!"

"Ying'er, take out the gift I prepared!"

Ying'er was holding a plate with two ingots of gold in it. She handed the gold to Liang Decai in a regular manner, and Liang Decai's eyes were straightened.

He has been a slave for his whole life and has never seen so much gold! He took the tray with his trembling hands and said:

"Brother Zheng'er is kind and righteous. Many people from the Zhang family have received your favor. This time, the third master came back, and he was determined to do something bad to you. My cousin was confused and found Song Sangang, who was so rascal. Hey, I didn't do much, but I couldn't see it. I passed on some news to the second master. I am so ashamed of the young master."

Lu Zheng sighed softly and said, "Leaving his hometown and living under someone else's roof, he is like duckweed. I have heard of Song Sangang's name. I heard that Brother Liang is very familiar with him. Can you help me talk?"

Liang Decai showed a look of embarrassment on his face and said, "Young Master Lu, you don't know that although Master Song San is a rascal, he is very lawful. He will definitely be able to do things after he collects money.

Otherwise, how could he be able to defend so much territory? So, Mr. Lu, you should give up the idea of ​​making friends with him. The best way is to leave Yangzhou at the right time, so that you can ensure safety."

Lu Zheng stood up and paced back and forth. After a long time, a helpless look appeared on his face and said, "That's not OK to leave Yangzhou! Brother Liang, even if there is only one in ten thousand chance, I will give it a try! I hope my brother can help me!"

Lu Zheng said this and approached Liang Decai and lowered his voice: "I heard that Mr. Song San has a lover who is Wang's mother from Yingchun Pavilion. This mother Wang has a private dispute with other men. Just now, Mr. Wang had sex with that man again. Brother, please go and share this with Mr. Song San. I don't expect this to be a stepping stone. I just hope that Mr. Song San can meet me, okay?"

When Liang Decai heard Lu Zheng talk about this, his mood suddenly became relaxed. He was really afraid that Lu Zheng would raise his requirements. If that were the case, he would have to throw away all the gold he had obtained today.

But Lu Zheng’s request was too simple. Isn’t it just that he was worried about Mr. Song’s appearance? What’s the point of reporting this news?

But Lu Zheng is indeed too naive and thinks that he can get in touch with Mr. Song San through this matter? Mr. Song San knew that his woman was sleeping and had the desire to kill people. At this time, Lu Zheng came over, wouldn't that hit his mind?

However, Liang Decai was not going to tell Lu Zheng this. The most important thing was to hold the gold in his hand tightly. How could he, a little slave, help him? Not to mention him, even Liang Shi couldn't save Lu Zheng!
Chapter completed!