The sound of the piano is rustling, and the music and singing surround the beams.

The scene is extremely familiar, but the location is completely different.

Su Xiangning once led her in Minglou for two years, and later came to play songs many times, but this was the first time she sat on it as a spectator.

Do you feel like a different life?

She looked at her former sisters and smiled, as if she was talking to herself:

"Sister Taozi likes Mr. Fan the most...every time, she is like this, staring at Mr. Fan alone, and finally she was scolded by Aunt Tang when she went back... Xiaoyuer forgot the tune again. It seems that she didn't remember it well during the day and was joked again..."

Su Xiangning sat on the couch and looked very seriously, but there was no nostalgia or superiority in her eyes. She was just a simple feeling.

Cao Hua gently shook the folding fan and blew his beard upright, and he was very excited to see it: "Actually, the girls in the backstage have a higher status than you think for many years. The popular ones only need a thousand taels of silver."

Su Xiangning turned her head and thought for a while: "Shishi really needs 1,000 taels to support her when she goes out, but Shishi has to be willing to... But Shishi only has only 100 taels to get... I used to be cheaper to play music, and I could earn fifty taels each time, but there were not many opportunities. If it weren't for Yu'er, I would have to save for several years before I could get out."

"The pumping is so high?"

Cao Hua frowned slightly. These profiteers are really unreasonable, but this is the way of the world. After all, there is no employment contract, so it is not easy for a woman who sells herself in a brothel to get a part of it.

Su Xiangning nodded and smiled: "It's okay! If he meets Mr. Yuchi, he will secretly stuff silver notes to others when he is happy."

"Is that true?"

"Well, but... I heard from the sisters in the building that Mr. Yuchi likes to go to his daughter's house... Well... I didn't dare to ask for it anyway."

Somehow, Su Xiangning was a little embarrassed and quickly spread the topic: "The song that the young master taught last time is really nice. If you want to listen to it, I will give you an ugly face?"

"No, just listen to it in private if you have time."

Cao Hua knew that she was unwilling to show up on such occasions, which would be a tough situation.

But when Miss Shen heard this, she immediately became angry: "You are still thinking beautifully in private."

She hurriedly approached Su Xiangning and said curiously: "Sister Su, what kind of song this guy teaches you? You have to be careful, this kind of scholar who is full of bad things is the most lie..."

Shen Yu was impressed by Cao Hua's "marketing strategy" today, but the alertness in his heart directly reached the highest point. After all, what can't be done by those who can even think of such a method?

"Yu'er, don't talk nonsense."

Su Xiangning thought about it and was quite serious: "A good song is like a good poem. It should be known to the world to appreciate the advantages and disadvantages. It is my blessing to be able to play popular songs with my own hands, which is different from the past to make money."

The difference between art and performance.

Cao Hua blinked: "I didn't write this song, don't fan the flames and force me out afterwards."

"I know."

Su Xiangning bowed slightly and left the private room to find Minglou’s manager to arrange the meeting.

The girls took turns to perform, and other top brands from brothels came to support them. Mutual benefits are common on this street.

There is constant laughter downstairs, and good performances are rewarded, and bad performances are not stingy with praise. The brothel is a place to have fun, and it is not as scrupulous as outside. Occasionally, some bold girls run onto the stage and sing the songs that men know in the brothels. Whether it is a talented man or a rascal, they applaud.

However, Minglou is known as the No. 1 brothel, and it is a very elegant place in Tokyo. The flesh and flesh business does not account for much share, and not many people come for it. Qinggonger, who is both beautiful and skilled, is the signature of Minglou, and Li Shishi is the representative of it. If he really comes out to pick up customers, even if he is worth a thousand taels, he is a rich man who can afford the New Year. However, no one was willing to spend such money at that time. It is interesting for men to get what they can't get. If they can really spend money overnight, they have no interest.

As the finale, Li Shishi's princes and nobles who came for her will naturally not be interested in these vulgar fans. The nobles in the private room upstairs are waiting.

In the middle of a compartment, the little prince Zhao Kai sat in the main seat, dressed as a scholar, and comforted the Princess Yong'an next to him: "Luoer, Cao Huaren is not as unbearable as rumored. It is true that he is notorious, but he is actually very principled."

"Principle?" Zhao Tianluo's face was slightly cold: "I would rather kill a thousand mistakes than let one go. He framed him without guilt, and was suspected of being guilty, and punished severely, and confiscated the house. Is this Cao Hua's principle?"

Zhao Kai's expression was quite awkward and nodded: "That's right, do what he says, at least everyone knows that he will die if he draws his sword, and there are not so many twists and turns of his mind."

In general, it's still a compliment.

Zhao Tianluo snorted faintly, and when he thought of having to commit himself to a traitor in two months, he felt so upset that he sat on a chair and closed his eyes to rest, without the intention of talking.

Zhao Kai was ordered to chat with him, so he naturally could not sit there. He could only continue to persuade: "Cao Hua is cruel and ruthless, but his loyalty to my Zhao family is obvious to all. He became your son-in-law. It is not that he did whatever you said he did. The father's intention is to let you supervise Cao Hua and don't let Cao Hua go on a wrong path."

Is Cao Hua’s path not wrong enough?

Zhao Tianluo took a deep breath: "If I could stare at him and harm others, so what if I marry him? How can I care about Cao Zhe's skills? I don't know how humiliating I will be when I enter the Marquis of Wu'an."

"Oh!" The little prince Zhao Kai frowned slightly and waved his hand, "Don't worry, Cao Hua is notorious, his only advantage is not to hit women."

"He has never hit a man."

Zhao Tianluo became more and more angry as he heard it: "I have always killed it with one sword, and I don't even give you a chance to speak, so why do you need to beat and scold me?"

Zhao Kai nodded: "Yes, he doesn't dare to kill you, what are you afraid of?"

"Who said I'm afraid of him?" Zhao Tianluo's face darkened slightly: "If I enter the Wu'an Hou Mansion, I will castrate him as soon as possible."

Zhao Kai held the teacup and was quite helpless: "Luoer, it's not me who brags about Cao Hua. Even if he only has one finger left, you can't get close to him. Listen to the emperor, don't think of bad ideas after getting married. He won't kill you, but he dares to kill your maids and guards. In the end, you will suffer a loss..."

While chatting, a pipa string sounded suddenly from downstairs.

Dang ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ..

The sound is like golden swords and iron horses, like thunder on the eve of a heavy rain.

The sudden tune is completely different from the brothel tune just now.

The conversation stopped, and the two looked sideways, but saw a woman wearing an ordinary dress sitting on the stage, with simple makeup, holding a pipa, her pretty peach blossom eyes and a fierce look.

“Huh?”

Zhao Tianluo, who was calm, frowned slightly and looked at the stage. He listened to a short paragraph and said seriously: "This song is so special."

The little prince Zhao Kai was able to win the imperial examination and was also one of the rare talented men. He listened with his ears, gently slammed the melody on the table, and murmured seriously: "The horse neighed with a painful neigh, the knife fell to the halberd, and there was a sad end to reluctance, and there was no lack of sarcastic cry of desperate situations... This song is so heroic."

Zhao Tianluo just thought it sounded nice, and he would say so many words like the emperor's brother: "It sounds like a general who failed to break through the battle."

At this moment, the people in the hall were also attracted by the music, including many people with high understanding of music, such as Zhou Bangyan, the Shaoqing of Taichang Temple. Zhou Bangyan, who worked in court rituals and music, was a musical master. He was very focused on listening to it, but he even forgot about the important things today. He carefully remembered the rhythm of the music, for fear of listening to a misinterpretation of the tune.

Among the many guests in the hall, Lin Fengyang, dressed in gorgeous clothes, was quite surprised and stood up and stared at the woman on the stage.

The song is not long, but it is not short either.

The hall was silent, and I listened carefully to this unique pipa song. Compared with the popular graceful and cheerful tune, this kind of melodious and serene tune made everyone present refreshed.

The end of a song.

Su Xiangning held the pipa and nodded apologizing to everyone present. After all, she only practiced for four or five days, and only had seven or eight points of taste. It was really not a matter of lingering sounds.

However, the song itself is so good that everyone nodded repeatedly, and many people clapped and called out.

The great official Yuchi was the most excited. He stepped on the bench with one foot and said heroically: "Miss Su, such a domineering song, I really deserve the words "breaking the belly". Was it written specifically for Yuchi?"

Su Xiangning had long been used to the idioms that Yuchi Hu used randomly, and nodded slightly and smiled: "Young Master Yuchi was too rewarded. This song was not written by a young woman, and I don't know who it was written for."

Master Yuchi was happy to hear this, and did not ask questions. He waved his hand and said, "Reward!"

The guitar, standing beside him, left and smiled and shouted, "Young Master Yuchi, fifty taels."

Rewards after performing the song are the rules. Su Xiangning was once the top player. There were many people present, and some people rewarded them one after another.

Su Xiangning just declined. She was just trying to get up. Most of the silver coins were not in her hands. She still owed the other party favor and couldn't help but laugh. She really didn't want them.

"Mr. Lin Fengyang, give me a reward of 100 taels!"

Suddenly, a voice came, Su Xiangning was stunned, raised her eyes to look for it, and then found that Lin Fengyang was also among the crowd.

Her face changed slightly, she nodded slightly and was about to step down.

Today, Su Xiangning was not the real owner, and the reward of 100 taels of silver was considered a big deal. Many people present looked at each other. After finding that he was the son of the Minister, he felt it was natural. After all, Lin Fengyang's feelings for Su Xiangning were well known.

Master Yuchi looked back and looked at him, but he was rude: "You are too stingy, you are a little bit stingy. I don't want to give you 50 taels?"

They are all noble sons from the official family and know each other. Lin Fengyang smiled and raised his hand: "Mr. Lin has no intention of suppressing Brother Huzi, forgive me!"

Everyone laughed, but they didn't mean to shout and instigate.

Just as Su Xiangning was about to go down, someone suddenly sang aloft in a loft on the second floor:

"Miss Shen from Baibaozhai, give me a reward of 100 taels."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, but they remembered the fact that Su Xiangning was redeemed by the Miss Shen family. There were also interesting stories about the two of them having sex with their hands. They also knew that Miss Shen was jealous and was rescued.

Perhaps it was because they didn't bother to watch the fun, so several people encouraged Lin Fengyang to come back.

It is hard to refuse the kindness, and Lin Fengyang doesn’t care about the hundred taels of silver. After all, the more rewards it means that the higher the value of Xinyi’s person, he raised his hand and said, “Give another hundred taels.”

"Yo! What a big deal..."

"Mr. Lin is indeed a huge move..."

Mrs. Tang couldn't stop smiling and hurriedly gave Su Xiangning a wink. She won't kill anyone with the money she got when she was holding it.

Su Xiangning couldn't say no, so she could only nod and thanked her.

In the compartment, Chen Yu was quite upset with his waist on his back, and looked at Cao Hua who was shaking the fan: "Hey, you bring Sister Xiao Su and don't pay a ounce of silver? Sister Xiao Su doesn't like the one-digit Lin person, why don't we get two hundred and fifty taels together?"

“It’s more than two hundred and five unpleasant.”

Cao Hua shook the fan casually, giving Song Changqiu a wink.
Chapter completed!