Chapter 7 Counting is counting
He was puzzled and said, "Sister Yue, my mother is going to sell you to the Qinglou, and if you go to that kind of place, your life will be over." ”
Seeing that he was still like this, Su Yueming asked, "Brother Yuan, do you want me to get out of the sea of suffering?" ”
"......" Su Yuan nodded violently, "It's best, the Prime Minister can take you back to live Miss's life, and don't suffer here anymore." ”
"Then you can do me a favor." Su Yueming approached Su Yuan's ear and whispered about the things to be entrusted.
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Immediately arrived at the small door of the backyard of the fireworks building, and saw a middle-aged man in a short jacket waiting there, Huang got out of the car and walked over with a shy face-
"Master Li, I brought the person, it's in the car, it's very smart, maybe you can become an Oiran if you train it."
The person known as Li Ye walked to the carriage, and Huang hurriedly lifted the curtain, "Take a look." ”
Glancing at Su Yueming, who was sleeping inside, Li Ye nodded, and took out a silver ticket from his sleeve, "The goods are good, here are fifty taels." ”
"It's good...... Then everything will trouble Li Ye. Huang took the silver ticket, drooled greedily, and left Su Yueming with a smile.
"Hmph......" she snorted softly.
Li Ye, who was carrying her on his shoulders, seemed to feel a cold air rising from the soles of his feet, and suddenly shivered, what was going on? Looking back, this little girl has her eyes closed.
From the backyard to the front hall, after several turns, Li Ye carried Su Yueming outside the old bustard's room, and before entering the door, Su Yueming heard a noisy noise.
"Mom, you are too partial, I want me Liu Piaopiao to follow this fireworks building from thirteen, and become a famous Oiran at the age of fifteen, because of me, this fireworks building is full of people every day, and even the court officials have come to Qingzhou thousands of miles to see my face, Mom, you have earned a lot of silver, if it weren't for me, the fireworks building would have collapsed long ago." Now ten years have passed, and my mother treats me like this, asking me to give up my yard to Li Qianqian, a slut. ”
Without opening her eyes, Su Yueming knew who was speaking.
In her previous life, she was sold to the Qinglou for a month, and witnessed the tragic end of a generation of Oiran Liu Piao'er, she couldn't fight the Oiran Li Qianqian, and was stolen by scoundrels, and was finally driven out of the fireworks building, although she didn't know her final ending, but, in the Great Zhou Dynasty, which attaches the most importance to Qingyu, a remnant flower defeated Liu wants nothing to do.
However, in her previous life, she spent a month in a brothel, working all day long, crying all day, crying for a month and almost dying, almost no one here remembered her and knew her, she didn't even say a word to Liu Piaoer.
Now that I think about it, the ending of Su Yueming, the queen of her dignified Zhou, is worse than that of Liu Piaoer, a prostitute.
Mother Rong, an old bustard with heavy makeup, sat at the table smoking a hookah, Su Yueming remembered that she was also an old woman who saw money and steered the rudder when she saw the wind, and her methods were very spicy.
At this moment, there is a girl standing on her left and right, this one is dressed in purple, her face is full of unwillingness and anger, and she is beautiful, but her makeup and headgear look very tacky is Liu Piaoer, and Li Qianqian on the other side, wearing a goose yellow cigarette shirt, holding a fan in her hand, fanning gently, with a disdainful expression on her face, listening to Liu Piaoer's words, she covered her small mouth and laughed-
"Ouch, Sister Liu, in this way, you are twenty-five this year, eight years older than me."
When Liu Piao'er heard this, her face turned pale with anger, "Li Qianqian, don't think that you can be proud for how long you can be proud if you become the new Oiran of the Fireworks Building, there is no flower for a hundred days, and you also have an old day." ”