Chapter 172: The Dark Line of Changque Tower
"The third sister doesn't look like she goes out much, and she doesn't pay much attention to the affairs of the Yang Mansion, why do you know so many things?" Jing Ci didn't understand, such as Li Longji's matter, and He Niang's matter. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"You forgot? I opened a pharmacy, and it wasn't easy to find out the news. Yang Wei smiled lightly and did not intend to hide it.
"I see."
Yang Weixiao continued: "I heard that you went to send money to the little lady that day, and she was going to marry Li Sanlang. ā
Jing Ci looked at the third sister's eyebrows, and there was no lack of loss between her eyebrows, she bit her lip and nodded, "She ...... words"
"I hope she's happy." She lowered her eyes and smiled lightly, and said sincerely.
Jing Ci looked at such a third sister, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed, she suddenly believed that Li Longji was really the person in the bottom of the third sister's heart, but it was a pity...... The third sister doesn't know enough about Li Longji.
"If I have a fate with Li Sanlang, I am very satisfied to be able to help him with you."
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The two sisters talked a lot more, and not long after Yang Weiwei left, the young girl came in and said that Mama Aqi was here. Jing Ci was not surprised, it was almost late at night, and Mama Aqi, who was beside her grandmother, visited at this time, and she was afraid that something unusual would happen, so she asked the young girl to come in quickly.
"Siniang is fine." Mrs. Aqi is blessed with respect.
"Mama Aqi doesn't need to be polite, but what's the matter?"
Mrs. Aqi presented a brocade box to Jing Ci, bowed her head and said, "Guan Niangzi ordered the old slave to give this thing to Siniang." ā
"What is this?"
"This is the personnel information of Changque Tower, Guan Niangzi said that the dark line of Changque Tower will be handed over to you in the future, please go and broaden your own power, and balance with the eldest lady in the future, in case the Yang family falls into the hands of others."
Jing Ci was surprised, "Changque Tower? Dark lines? She was incredulous, "Grandmother is in control of its dark lines?" ā
"Yes." Mrs. Aqi responded calmly, "Ah Lang is paralyzed too strangely, and the lady is not as good as she is now, but I am afraid that the eldest lady will ...... The mind is not pure. ā
"Okay, I got it."
Unexpectedly, Changquelou turned out to be related to his grandmother. If it is really according to what Mama Aqi said, it seems that Grandmother is indeed desperate, otherwise she would not dare to make such a big bet on her, or ...... The dark line of Changquelou is only a part of the power in the hands of grandmother.
Jing Ci opened the brocade box, and inside was a thick stack of paper and a jade plaque. Each piece of paper clearly has your name, appearance, and responsibilities written on it...... The person in charge of the dark line of Changque Tower is called Xu Sanqiu, and the three tea maids and four Kabuki of Changque Tower are all under Xu Sanqiu's orders. Jing Ci silently memorized all the information on the paper, and then burned the paper with his own hands.
The next day, we had lunch.
Jing Ci was dressed in women's men's clothes and took the young girl to Changque Tower. Let's recognize her face today, the young girl is thoughtful, and Jing Ci plans to hand over the matter of Changquelou to her to follow up, so she brought her out today.
Changque Building, private room on the second floor.
"Guest, what are you eating?"
Jing Ci glanced at the little guy, and said in a rather angry voice: "As usual!" ā
"As usual, as usual?" The little guy was quite embarrassed, "But...... I don't know what you usually eat here when you come here......"
"Well, of course you don't know! Call the little guy with the black mole on his eyebrows, he knows! ā
The little guy bowed down, "Cheng Cheng Cheng, the little one will call." ā
After a while, a small guy with a black mole on his eyebrows walked in, and just wanted to speak, Jing Ci intentionally or unintentionally took the white jade card to look at the front and back, the white jade card was exquisite and clear, very dazzling.
Seeing this, the little guy immediately bowed his head, "I've seen the master!" ā
Jing Ci raised his head and looked at the person in front of him, "Go and call Xu Sanqiu." ā
"Yes!"
The main purpose of her trip was Xu Sanqiu.
Changque Lou came one after another guests, the lobby began to bustle, most of the guests chose to eat tea and drink at this time, enjoy the music and listen to the music, the stage on the first floor has musicians are debugging the instruments in their hands, ready to play music.
After a while, the private room came again.
It was half of the old who came in, with plump bodies and sharp eyes, and when they saw that there was a young lady sitting at the table, they were quite suspicious, and said, "What does the guest officer need?" ā
Jing Ci raised her head to look at her when she heard the voice, the woman in front of her was nearly fifty years old, with a pleasant voice, a plump body and no earlobes, it was her.
"It's me." Jing Ci placed the jade plaque on the table.
Xu Sanqiu saw the jade plate and hurriedly blessed himself, and said respectfully: "Xu Sanqiu has seen the master!" ā
"Xu Niang, please," Jing Ci raised her hand, and said earnestly, "I still need Xu Niang to take care of it in the future." ā
"That's what I'm supposed to do."
Wow ā
The sound of a gaya was heard in the lobby.
Woo ā
Several strangely dressed women walked onto the stage in order, their skin was extremely delicate, their eyebrows were like looking at distant mountains, and their lips were rosy. With the sound of the Gayageum, it dances slowly, with a soft body and a fluttering skirt, which is very elegant and moving.
"Who are they?"
"It's a Silla person." Xu Sanqiu said.
"Silla? People from foreign countries, how did they come to Changque Tower? Jing Ci was curious.
"A few years ago, Silla asked the Tang Dynasty to be a minister, and somehow gradually there were Silla women from poor backgrounds who came all the way to Chang'an to make a living, and now the tastes of the guests are becoming more and more tricky, and they like freshness, so Changquelou found some Silla women with good faces and outstanding talents to perform on stage." Xu Sanqiu told the story.
Jing Ci nodded, his eyes were completely focused on the beautiful woman below, and waved his hand, "You go down, give me something to eat, I want to take a good look at this Silla beauty." ā
"Yes."
The Silla women's dresses are much simpler and more simple than the complex and beautiful skirts of the Tang Dynasty, and in the eyes of the Tang people, they are even a little peculiar. However, their dancing skills are first-class, from their dancing skills to their eyes, they have to work a little harder than many Kabuki in the Tang Dynasty.
At the end of the song, the dance is over.
The Silla woman folded her hands in front of her, knelt on the ground, knocked her head to the ground, and saluted the guests watching the dance. Seeing this, the guests applauded loudly, and immediately exchanged their heads and praised it, this Silla woman is different.
"Siniang, let's eat something." The young girl said softly.
There are already a few refreshments on the table, such as golden custard, crystal dragon and phoenix cake, and Mengding tea.
"Okay." Jing Ci picked up the cup and drank the tea, but his eyes were still looking downstairs, wondering if those Silla women would perform again. Unexpectedly, this glance turned out to be a familiar figure.
In the corner downstairs, Cui Lu sat with two middle-aged men, and they didn't know what they were talking about, looking quite happy.
"Qingnu, do you know those two men of yours?" Jing Ci pointed to the person at the table with Cui Lu.
The young girl took a closer look and said, "It seems to be the Lang Zhong of the Military Department and the Wai Lang of the Rite Department." ā
"So it's his colleague."
Jing Ci's eyes turned, his mind moved, and his tone was very cheerful, "You wait here, I'll go later." With that, he walked out of the private room with a cigarette.
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After a while, the young girl saw a person wearing a Silla woman's costume slowly approaching Choi, the difference was that the woman also wore a Silla woman's large round hat, and a long veil hung around the hat, covering the woman's face and neck.
Qingnu is sure, it must be her own Siniang who wants to play a play.