Leng Zixi naturally heard the suspicion and disdain in Hua Xiayu, and she didn't blame her for thinking so, after all, no matter which country or country was in ancient times, feudal ideas would always follow her.

This is probably the sadness of the era in which she lives, the era of male superiority and inferiority, the sorrow of all women who follow the rules and obey the rules.

Leng Zixi thought, maybe in Qianjiao Pavilion, in this capital, and even in the world today, she is the person who knows Miss Nasu best. Understand her loneliness, understand her pride, understand her unwillingness, and understand her grievances.

That is throughout the ages, all the women with a thin face, Xi Shi of the Warring States, Diao Chan of the Three Kingdoms, Du Shi Niang of Shenjiang, Qin Huai Bayan of the late Ming Dynasty, their common loneliness, arrogance, unwillingness and grievances.

In the whole world, probably only she, a "descendant", can see through and understand.

And those men who stupidly guard under the tall buildings every day, looking forward to the fact that when Su Da Beauty occasionally steps out of the boudoir and looks out from the railing, they can take a look at themselves, the group of so-called infatuation seeds, what they see is only the glamorous appearance of the beauty. How could anyone ever see Miss Su's heart through that appearance.

At first, Leng Zixi felt that those men were quite pitiful, and later felt that Miss Su was even more pitiful. With such a large group of admirers, none of them are willing to really dig out their hearts and lungs for themselves.

Leng Zixi looked into the distance and said softly: "It's not that I love Fengchen, I seem to have been mistaken by my predecessor." Flowers fall and bloom from time to time, always the monarch of the East. If you go, you must go, and you must live as you live. If the head is full of mountain flowers, don't ask where the slave returns. After a pause, she continued to explain, "Miss Su is a talented person, and she has her helplessness and hardship......s when she falls into the Qinglou."

This song is from Yan Rui's "Fortune Operator", Leng Zixi has been appreciated several times in modern times, and the memory is still deep, Xiangjin Lou, Xiangjin hate, women are worthless here, it's not that women don't love themselves, but the helplessness of the times.

Hua Xia didn't understand such a crepe poem, but under the explanation of her young lady, she understood, and lowered her head guiltily, she is really a layman, she is also a daughter, a slave, how can she not understand the helplessness?

And Qingjue, who had been standing next to him without squeaking, heard the poem that he didn't know where, and sighed in his heart, he knew that his master was not an extraordinary person, just now he heard Hua Xia say that, but he didn't refute it, he didn't expect the master to ......

Qing Jue saw his master's expression change suddenly, and couldn't help but wonder, and replied casually: "Someone greeted the old woman downstairs and called her Mama Zhang of Qianjiao Pavilion." ”

"Mama Zhang?" Leng Zixi repeated in a low voice, then stood up, walked to the bead curtain, looked outside, and asked, "Did she just say that she was going to sell that Miss Su's overnight companion?" ”

Qing Jue nodded: "Hmm." ”

"Painting Xia, you are now dressed as a daughter, you go change your clothes, and then go together! We also went over to join in the fun. Leng Zixi's eyes lit up.

"Yes." Qing Jue nodded, his voice was still very low, but it invisibly added a bit of coldness and majesty.

Leng Zixi lifted the curtain and came out, seemingly leaning lazily on a pillar, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the movement below.

That Miss Su is really not a rouge fan, there is a bit of heroism in her apricot eyes and peach cheeks, although she has unfortunately fallen into the dust, she is as cold as frost.

Upstairs, some of the gentlemen who are accustomed to seeing warblers and swallows, who have never seen such a woman, are all lustful, have rolled up the bead curtains, and walked to the cloister to compete for the price.

In a short time, Miss Su's 'overnight companionship' has risen to two hundred taels of silver, which is very rare in a fledgling daughter of a green house.

That Mama Zhang was already smiling from ear to ear, left Wanfu, right please be safe to thank all the sons and uncles who cheered.

"Three hundred taels!" Someone shouted.

When Mama Zhang saw that she was a regular customer, she hurriedly smiled and said, "Thank you Gongzi Xu." ”

Before he could finish thanking him, a casual voice came from upstairs: "Wait, I'll give you a thousand taels." ”

Mama Zhang hurriedly looked up, only to see that it was a young man in black, with a handsome but frosty face, but the face was unfamiliar.

Then Xu Gongzi was willing to give up, and shouted: "Two thousand taels!" ”

There was a roar of applause in the building, because even the most popular prostitute at that time was only worth this value.

Su Ruolan still had a face of ice and snow, as if everything had nothing to do with her.

The young man in black was still expressionless, and the price doubled: "Four thousand taels." ”

The applause around can even overturn the building, and the bead curtains on the second and third floors have almost been rolled up.

Xu Gongzi's face turned red, and he gritted his teeth and shouted, "Six thousand taels!" ”

At this time, I am afraid that the applause can only be described as a landslide and a crack.

The young man in black frowned and said nothing, it wasn't that he didn't have any money on him, but that money was...... He subconsciously wanted to look back at the reaction of the son behind him, but he couldn't help it, because he knew that his master must want him to use all the money.

"Ten thousand taels." A leisurely dreamlike voice came from behind the man in black, the voice was not loud, but it made the hall silent. Immediately afterwards, the man in black stood aside, and the man who spoke came out, dressed in ink, so handsome that even Su Ruolan, who had been motionless, couldn't help but raise her head and look at the voice at this time.

- Because there is really no one who can be indifferent to such a temperament -

He was indeed born handsome, but the most attractive thing about him was by no means this handsome face, but a kind of temperament, a kind of fairy-like temperament - his complexion was slightly pale, the luster in a pair of clear eyes was even fainter to almost transparent, and the body under the ink was longer but thinner, all of which made his whole person look as light as a shadow, but in the lightness, it exuded a luster and brilliance that could not be concealed, and the straight people forgot to breathe.

That Xu Gongzi seemed to be stunned, and it took a while to come to his senses and ask, "You...... How much did you just say? ”

"I'll pay 10,000 taels to redeem Miss Su." The boy in ink smiled, as elegant as a plum.

"Childe, where did we get so much money, or did we put your family on the line?" Tuxia walked up behind her and whispered.

"Who's in charge here?" The man in black asked lightly, his tone was irresistible, but the smile on his face did not change.

"Of course, it's Childe, you're in charge." Painting Xia retreated behind her stupidly, and said in his heart: You are just as majestic as a master when you don't care about yourself.

Leng Zixi ignored her anymore, walked upstairs, and asked the young man Xu, "Does this young man still have any opinions on the price below?" The implication is that there are still a few more rounds to fight.

Her voice was gentle and peaceful, but Xu Gongzi felt inexplicably cold when he heard it, and there was a faint majesty in his tone, teaching him not to say a word.