At the time of the unitary day, the moon is hanging high, and the people in Surabaya City have fallen asleep, except for the wine shops and restaurants, only the candle-lit street is as lively as ever.

The red lantern illuminates the vermilion courtyard, and the red and pink yarns are intertwined, adding a bit of ambiguity and fire for no reason under the dim yellow candlelight.

At this time, there is no **** on weekdays, drunken gold fans, and night and night singing scenes in the Hibiscus Garden.

On the contrary, the white veil is invulnerable, and the sound of the piano is like a ring! The crowd pushing and shoving under the stage has long been unable to care about arguing, and when the sound of the piano sounds, they are all taken away, whether it is cloth or gorgeous clothes.

Those in the private rooms on the second floor were no exception, whether it was the landlord squire or the young handsome man looking at the place covered by the layers of white gauze and powder, his eyes flashed with obsession and desire.

Jinxiu fiddled with the long hair of Hongji in her arms with one hand, and held the wine in the other hand to take in the looks of these people.

Qin Zheng spits out the tune, the jade pillar raises the song, the strings are high and broken, the sound continues with the wonderful fingers, and the sound is around the beam, and the stagnation is like jade.

As the veil was lifted, the clear and clear sound of the piano flowed, as if from the deep valley and secluded mountains, flowing quietly, the sound of the piano was like a complaint, saying the vicissitudes of pain and sorrow, so that the hearts of the listeners were trembling.

But this is not as good as the person who plays the piano, the woman is dressed in white, with three thousand black hairs tied up in a Ling Xuan bun, not like the wandering temptation of the Qinglou woman, but with a bit of honorable uprightness, dressed in white plain satin, embroidered with patterns, just sitting like that, you can see that this person has an excellent family background and upbringing.

It's a pity that she is in the Qinglou at this time, and the eyes of the visitors below are almost about to swallow her, feeling the hot gaze, Dongxue's heart can't help but tremble, and she is no longer as strong as she was at the beginning, and even the sound of the piano is a little less generous and calm.

Jinxiu shook her head helplessly, but there was no derogatory meaning, there are not many women in this dynasty who can be so strong, Hongji in her arms felt Jinxiu's movements and her eyes flashed, and she also put her eyes on the stage downstairs with Jinxiu's gaze.

After the song, the applause below was everywhere, and suddenly the winter snow's face turned pale, from today on, he is really a person who leans on the door to laugh, father, daughter wants to die, but unwilling, now you and your brother and brother don't know the life and death, how dare I take the first step....

When the sound of Dong Xueqin fell, a figure slowly walked up to the back of the stage, wearing a hairpin ring dingdong, graceful steps, holding a small cigarette pouch and slowly walking onto the stage, the makeup was not vulgar and glamorous, much better than the image of the mother imagined by Jinxiu, and even lowered his head in surprise and asked, "This is your mother in Furong Garden?"

Hongji probably knew what Jinxiu was thinking, and she boldly touched Jinxiu's beautiful chin with her hand that was playing with Jinxiu's hair, and nodded with a grin

"That's true, my mother's name is Mei Niang, she is twenty and five years old, but the means are first-class, in the early years, Furong Garden was not like this, but since my mother took over, it has become this ...... on this street."

Red Hime stretched out her thumb and looked at the figure standing on the stage below, with a look of adoration in her eyes. Jinxiu understands, this Mei Niang is like a strong woman in the 21st century, twenty-five-year-old Fang Ling, surrounded by so many flower girls and called her mother, Jinxiu is a little ridiculous just thinking about it.

"Mei Niang would like to thank all the gold lords, young and handsome men for their support..... "Mei Niang has a pair of big apricot eyes, such eyes should have been a little pure, but Mei Niang has been hooked into a charming cat's eye with a few strokes, full of temptation.

She gave the audience a blessing in a curling manner, the ruby hairpin tinkling, and the gold-plated cigarette pouch and pot in her hand added a bit of style to her, but when she got up, she was a little neat

"Today is a good day for Dongxue, Mei Niang is not boring, I don't go around in circles, Dongxue is a well-known Qing people, who wants to be with her for a while, to be her first guest to enter the scene, and I have to see your sincerity....." said Mei Niang waved her hand gently.

Below came a woman covered in a purple veil, she held a piece of red paper, and no one cared about the woman with a perfect ketone body with the words "Bottomless Gold ....." on it, and her eyes were attracted by the three words on the paper, and for a moment, there was a boo...

"Hmph... Mom is playing tricks again, if this winter snow girl starts to pick up customers in the future, where will there be a way for us vulgar fans to live....." Hong Ji pursed her lips and said strange words in her mouth, but her eyes were clear and sober.

Jinxiu nodded the tip of her nose, and asked thoughtfully, "Why, with the origin and appearance of this winter snow girl, it must not be difficult to be ransomed, right? And this Miss Dongxue is the daughter of the former prefect, is it possible that she is really cunning and can't cook a lackey?"

When Hongji heard Jinxiu's words, she glanced at her with a slightly complicated look, and then asked leisurely, "Seeing that Gongzi doesn't know anything about the prefect's family, he must not be from Surabaya, right?"

I didn't want to hide it, but I nodded without hesitation, "I just passed by Surabaya a few days ago, just in time for the plague to close the city, so I have been staying at the inn to rest, and today I am interested, so I came here to walk in the extremely famous Hibiscus Garden in Surabaya, why? Miss Hongji's question can be regarded as an investigation?

Jinxiu picked Hongji's chin, and there was not even a trace of superfluous expression on her handsome face, just looking at Hongji so lightly, it made her heart burst out

"Childe laughed, you are so beautiful, what qualifications does Hongji have to interrogate you! This word trust does not need to be said, although Childe asks, as long as Hongji knows, he must know everything....."

Hongji tilted her head, a pair of narrow eyes full of affection, a straight nose, small lips, a slender neck, and further down, a magnificent white, with her breathing ups and downs, there was no such pungent smell of fat powder, only a faint and just right fragrance.

Jinxiu looked at her like this, smiled suddenly, stroked her chin with her fingers a few times like teasing a cat, and praised, "Miss Hongji is so considerate and gentle, which makes a certain heart very ironing." ”

Jinxiu put down the wine cup and dug it in her wide sleeves, took out a silver ingot of about ten taels and put it along her undulating chest, which was just stuck in front of the chest cloth, blocking the beautiful scenery inside.

"There is nothing to repay, a little care!" Without looking at Hongji's happy and sad face, he raised his hand and patted Hongji's bare shoulder and said, "Hongji girl is bold, and she doesn't hide it."

A certain family lives in Lancheng, because of the disturbance of the war, they plan to return to their hometown Jile Town, all the way to the tired, when they arrive in Surabaya, the old man at home is infected with a cold, so he stays for a few more days, but he doesn't want to, so he is trapped in Surabaya City.

Now that the city gates are open, who knows if there is still a plague outside! A certain person is in a depressed mood, so he has come here for some recreation, so what news can Miss Hongji have to tell so-and-so?"