Lu Xiaoxian suddenly remembered that when he saw Yang Ke's melancholy eyes just now, he couldn't help but ask: "You said that Yang Ke has a poor background, what's going on?" ”

"Speaking of this Yang Kelai, I can be regarded as picking up a treasure again!" Cen Shaobai looked excited, "I rented this shop and talked to him specifically, although he is a buddy, he is quite good at making rouge!" ”

Lu Xiaoxian smiled and said, "You were originally in the business of rouge gouache!" ”

Cen Shaobai nodded and said, "Flower ornaments are the same as rouge, they are inseparable from women, rouge is more marketable than flower ornaments, but the original guy is either in Luoyang or Youzhou City, I have limited energy now, and I have to put it back when I run rouge in Chang'an!" With Yang Ke here, it's a matter of time! ”

"You're right!" Lu Xiaoxian agreed, "Of course such a talent must be retained, he is a cash cow!" ”

Cen Shaobai smiled bitterly: "I don't know this truth, I was going to let him be the shopkeeper of this shop, and I made up my energy to buy some more properties, but he refused to live or die!" ”

"Why is that?" Lu Xiaoxian felt strange.

"He has the last thing on his mind, he doesn't want to be a shopkeeper, and now he is a buddy because he is forced by life!"

……

Night has fallen, the breeze is blowing, and the leaves that have been swaying all day are tired, and people are returning to their nests like tired birds.

Cen Shaobai's shop was also closed, but the store was brightly lit, and Cen Shaobai, Lu Xiaoxian, Li Si and Yang Ke were sitting at the square table.

Cen Shaobai raised his glass: "Childe, come, let's have a drink!" ”

Cen Shaobai is really an expert in business, although it is just an ordinary shop, but he has made his business prosperous, and his business is becoming more and more prosperous day by day.

"It's time to celebrate! Come on, we're done! Lu Xiaoxian raised his glass and drank it all.

Cen Shaobai, Lu Xiaoyi and Li Si all drank, but Yang Ke didn't move the cup.

Lu Xiaoxian frowned and asked, "Brother Yang, do you have something on your mind?" ”

Yang Ke smiled reluctantly: "Boss, I'm not strong enough to drink, I'm sorry for you!" ”

Lu Xiaoxian's heart moved, and he said to Yang Ke: "Brother Yang, there is nothing that can not be disappointed, what difficulties have you encountered, can you tell me about it?" ”

Yang Ke stopped talking and shook his head.

Lu Xiaoxian knew that he had concerns in his heart, and said with a smile: "One person is short, everyone is long, you think it's difficult, maybe we can help you, and this matter will be solved!" ”

Cen Shaobai also persuaded on the side: "Tell me, maybe the owner really has a way!" ”

Listening to Cen Shaobai's words, Yang Ke was a little moved, he sighed and said, "Then I'll talk about it......"

……

When Yang Ke was six years old, he picked up a baby girl who was waiting to be fed by the river and carried it home with great difficulty.

Yang Ke's father was a rouge-dusting fat powderer, and when he saw him bring back a baby, he angrily reprimanded: "It's hard enough to feed you, where can I have the money to raise another doll?" Hug it back! ”

Yang Ke stubbornly stood at the door, looking at his father stubbornly: "She will starve to death if she takes her back, and many people by the river just look at her and don't want her." ”

Seeing his son's head stalked, the rouge maker stretched out a large slap with a pu fan, which was about to fall on top of his son's head, but he took it back.

He sighed and said, "Your mother is gone, you take care of her by yourself, I don't have time." ”

Seeing his father's promise, Yang Ke nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

Yang Ke named her Rouge and began to feed her rice soup.

When Rouge was six years old, Yang Ke had already learned from his father how to wet rouge cream, putting the whole red and blue flowers that he had carefully collected into a stone bowl and repeatedly pestle the mallet, while Rouge squatted to the side and held his little face with both hands. When he returned to the house with the flowers, he saw that Xiao Rouge had already put his hand into the rouge tank, and the red, red, yellow and yellow rouge juice flowed down her little face.

Looking at his sister with oil paint on her face, Yang Ke couldn't help laughing.

Rouge looked at his brother and giggled.

Rouge is twelve years old, and he can already wash good rouge.

Rouge was fifteen years old, Yang Ke was unwilling to be a Rouge for the rest of his life like his father, and wanted to go outside to explore the world. Before leaving, Yang Ke silently stood beside the sleeping rouge: "You must wait for me, wait for me to come back and marry you." ”

With that, Yang Ke walked out of the house.

Rouge was lying on the bed in tears, she couldn't persuade him, no one could stop him from leaving.

Four years have passed, and Yang Ke rushed home with two hundred taels of silver, but his home was gone.

He found his former neighbors and asked about the whereabouts of his father and sister.

My father died two years ago, and my father was seriously ill and spent all his savings, and he didn't even have the money to buy a coffin. My father was buried in a small cemetery in Ranshikou, and Rouge was bought by a wealthy businessman and taken to Chang'an.

The neighbor's words were like a basin of cold water splashing down, and Yang Ke was stunned.

After paying homage to his father, he took a boat and went straight to Chang'an.

When he arrived in Chang'an, Yang Ke inquired about Rouge's whereabouts while being a partner.

However, Chang'an was too big, and he stayed in Chang'an for three years, and he didn't know Rouge's whereabouts.

……

Yang Ke is a lover, and Lu Xiaoxian feels that he should help him no matter what.

Thinking of this, Lu Xiaoxian asked Yang Ke, "Do you have a portrait of the rouge girl?" ”

Yang Ke didn't understand what Lu Xiaoxian meant, and looked at him suspiciously.

Of course, Cen Shaobai understood Lu Xiaoxian's thoughts, and said to Yang Ke with a smile: "Childe wants to help you find the rouge girl, what are you still doing?" ”

Yang Ke looked at Lu Xiaoxian gratefully: "Yes!" Wait, host! ”

Yang Ke hurriedly left, and after a while, he came into the house and handed Lu Xiaoxian a portrait: "This is what I painted myself in my spare time, and I don't know if I can use it?" ”

Lu Xiaoxian took it and looked at it carefully, although the painting was rough, but the eyebrows and eyes were realistic, and it could be seen that Yang Ke was attentive.

Lu Xiaoxian said to Yang Ke: "This painting will be left with me first, and I will inform you as soon as there is news!" ”

"Thank you, owner!" Yang Ke couldn't hold back the tears and choked up, "Boss, I want to go out for a while!" ”

Lu Xiaoxian understood Yang Ke's mood at the moment, and nodded: "Go ahead!" ”

Coming out of the house, Yang Ke stood at the door and couldn't help but feel sad.

More than ten years ago, Yang Ke picked up the rouge like a baby, and never thought that one day she would never see her again. God doesn't have long eyes, but let them be separated.

The appearance of Lu Xiaoxian ignited the flame of hope in the already desperate Yang Ke's heart.

"Rouge, where are you?" Yang Ke looked up at the sky and burst into tears.

……

On the edge of the alley of Yonghefang, there is a bluestone slab, about four feet long, about two feet wide, and about half a foot thick, square and square.

The mottled marks on the bluestone slab are like the bark of an old tree, although it looks inconspicuous, but if you look closely, it is also a thing with years, and when the wicker of the years whips it mercilessly, it is just so silent.

Lu Xiaoxian squatted down, stroked the desolate and warm bluestone slab, and asked without looking back, "Is this the Chaotian Stone?" ”

Li Si nodded: "Exactly!" ”

Li Si told Lu Xiaoxian the origin of the name "Chaotian Stone", which was taken from the meaning of "the road is facing the sky, each going to one side". Although it is simple, Lu Xiaoxian can probably restore the scene at that time: the two evil young people surnamed Xu and Qin had a bloody battle for the head of Yong'an Fang.

Since ancient times, the streets and alleys of various cities have the existence of bosses, and the bosses and their subordinates are a special group in the market society, and it is precisely because of their existence that they are accompanied by theft, abduction, extortion, rape, prostitution, gambling, fraud and many other shady things.

Different from other places in the Tang Dynasty, the leaders of the various squares in Chang'an City are basically evil young people with backgrounds, and some of their fathers and brothers are still officials. These people learned bad things at a young age because they were fearful, shallow in the world, and uncertain.

Either they shaved their heads and their skin were carved with various patterns, and they carried sheep bones in their hands and long snakes around their arms, and they ran rampant through the streets, and the merchants or the common people raised the sheep bones and beat people at the slightest dissatisfaction.

You can't make a forest alone, and the evil young man has to control the affairs of the fang, and he can't do it on his own, so he naturally needs his subordinates. So, the villain and the green skin naturally became their subordinates.

Wicked men are sprinkling, committing murder, and making trouble on the streets, causing trouble, looking for opportunities to blackmail, and even the government can't cure them, and the people in the neighborhood will stay away when they meet them.

Qingpi gathered at the temple fair to make trouble, and at the same time took the opportunity to snatch the victim's belongings. Many Jianghu artists who come from other cities to run the dock to perform perform as a rule, as usual, must be stripped by this generation before they can put on a show, otherwise they will be beaten and you will be untenable. The green skins often joined forces with the thieves to do evil, humiliate the clothes, molested the women, and did everything. Sometimes they also share the oil and water of other hooligans such as cheaters, helpers, gamblers, and thieves.

"This is it!" Lu Xiaoxian nodded with satisfaction, pointed to Chaotian Stone and said to Li Si: "Put our signboard on the side!" ”

"Master, do you really want to erect it here? You don't think about it anymore? Li Si hesitated and reminded.

Li Si didn't know what Lu Xiaoxian thought, so he had to erect the signboard next to the Chaotian Stone. This place seems to be the most sensitive place, Xu and Qin are staring at it, no one dares to fight the idea of Chaotian Stone, but Lu Xiaoxian doesn't believe in this evil.

"Consider what?" Lu Xiaoxian glared at Li Si, "If you're afraid, go home and sleep!" ”

"Master, I'm not afraid!"

Although he is not afraid, Li Sixin has been jumping around, and he is not afraid to see the hell, those wicked people are not fuel-efficient lamps.

Li Si's hand was a little disobedient, and he finally inserted the cloth banner he had just made into the gap next to the bluestone slab.

It is said to be a signboard, but in fact, it is no different from the kind of white flags commonly used by fortune tellers.

A bamboo pole, with a piece of white cloth on the pole, and the words on the white cloth were handwritten by Lu Xiaoxian himself.

The top is a big cursive "bet" word for dragon flying and phoenix dancing, and below is a line of block letters: a handful of dice, each person is limited to three times. If you win, the dealer loses one or two silver, and if you lose, you will no longer be charged.