Chapter 1: The Scholar of the Green Building
"Scholars from poor families visit the Qinglou, and the geisha in the Qinglou sing Ming poems."
There was a coquettish chant outside the window, and Gao Han held the teacup in his hand and muttered to himself.
This is a small courtyard in the alley of Dengshi Dongcheng in Beijing, if he hadn't been led here, Gao Han really didn't know what this place was, but when the classmate who brought him here explained it to him in a low voice, he would have landed.
Different from the well-known Qinglou, many popular Qinglou women often buy their bodies and leave the Qinglou after saving enough money to redeem themselves.
After leaving the Qinglou, these women bought some such small courtyards and restarted their familiar livelihood, which can be regarded as a means of making a living.
It's just that these women are considered to be the leaders in the Qinglou, and the benefactors who come into contact with each other are either romantic and talented, or they are Qingliu and wealthy businessmen, and their level is much higher than that of most people in the Qinglou.
Because these women are free, they have room to pick and choose customers, and they are also doing regular customer business, so outsiders sometimes want to find out, but they are not allowed to enter.
Gao Han had heard of this kind of place, but he was concerned about the cost of this place, and inquired, even if it was a cup of tea, it was only ten taels of silver a month, and he only had five taels of silver a month, and he had no desire to know about this place.
Fortunately, this time it was a fellow villager who brought him here, and the money spent was also from a fellow villager, so there was no need to care.
"Gao Han, you sing a good bed tune, to be honest, haven't you been here before!" Someone in the room said something, and suddenly, several young people laughed ambiguously one by one.
"Ahem, ahem!" The only middle-aged man in the room coughed a few times, and the young people suddenly stopped laughing.
"When we are here today, we will only talk about the friendship of fellow villagers, regardless of the friendship between teachers and students!" The middle-aged man looked at the young people in the room and whispered.
Gao Han blinked his eyes and didn't speak, the middle-aged man's name was Ye Siwei, he was the Xuezheng of Guozijian, and these young people like him who were brought here were all prisoners of Guozijian.
Moreover, in addition to the relationship between Guozijian's students and prisoners, whether it is Ye Siwei or Gao Han, they are all fellow villagers and from Xinyang, Henan.
"I asked you to come here and listen to my lectures, I'm afraid you won't be so active!" Ye Siwei smiled slightly, he was originally a middle-aged man with a clear face, but when he laughed, he lost his usual solemn appearance.
"Learn to be called by Lord Zheng, we naturally don't dare to delay a little, where dare not be active!"
A young man laughed, "I just didn't expect that Master Xuezheng was also so interesting!" ”
"Alas!" Ye Siwei sighed, he didn't have anything to say to these donors, although these guys are fellow villagers, but there is no serious tribute eunuch, relying on a few pieces of silver from the family to donate a prisoner, where is the calmness of a poor student.
"But just drinking tea isn't much fun!"
There was a young man who was not enlightened, and muttered, "We brothers, but we are not afraid of spending such a time once in a while!" ”
"Be careful to learn to shave your big ears, shut up!" Gao Han couldn't help it, and scolded that guy with a smile.
That guy's family is in the silk business, among the seven or eight people in the house, his family background ranks in the top three, and he occasionally squanders it, there is really no big problem, compared with his family, Gao Han's family background can be said to be shabby.
Everyone laughed again, that is, this guy pretended to be muddy, although he is a fellow villager, but there are a few people here, who doesn't know whose roots, compared to those guys who read books and wood, everyone here is considered a human spirit.
Xuezheng adult's little money, I'm afraid that I may not be able to come here once if I save for two years, and today I mysteriously called everyone to come, and it's all the township party, obviously not to drink some tea here.
"Okay, okay, everyone sit down, Lord Xuezheng summoned our fellow villagers, there must be something to discuss, or listen to Lord Xuezheng, be quiet!"
Gao Han cleared his throat and sat down to look at Ye Siwei: "Lord Xuezheng, the eight people who donated to our Xinyang Mansion last year are already here, if you have anything to say, you can say it directly!" ”
Ye Siwei looked at Gao Han and nodded, he really didn't have any contact with these fellow prisoners on weekdays, and he didn't know how this unsightly Gao Han seemed to have become the leader of these prisoners, listening to Gao Han's words, the others didn't even intervene.
"I informed us of Xinyang Mansion last year, presumably you won't be here today, speaking of which, a few of you owe me a favor!"
"This is natural!" Everyone replied in a mess that this love must be received. No Ye Xuezheng reported in advance, this time the donation, there is really nothing to do with them.
"A teacher for a day, a teacher for life, forget it, it's not much use to talk to you about this, you didn't come here with the idea of studying!" Ye Siwei shook his head: "However, with your family background and today's world, you can directly donate to buy a county lieutenant and county order, but I am afraid that it is not impossible to do it, but it costs a lot and donates this prisoner, which shows that you still have a bottom line, at least, you still know how to respect the law of the imperial court, and know that there are some things that can be done, and some things are absolutely not allowed." ”
"That's because we're still young, we still have a lot to learn, and we've been in prison for a few years, maybe there are people who can't stand it, and it's possible to donate an official directly!" Gao Han said with a smile.
"Are you young, and your elders, too?" Ye Siwei glanced at Gao Han with a slight smile: "I can't see that you are young, but there are some city governments, it's okay, don't worry, here today, Jinyiwei will not come, and the fans of Dongchang will not come!" ”
The young people glanced at each other, and the smiling expressions on their faces slowly converged, and they knew very well what Ye Siwei's last two sentences represented.
"Alright, no need to say it!" Ye Siwei waved his hand: "It's a good thing to be cautious, I won't force you to say something you don't want to say!" ”
He took out a stack of papers from the placket of his clothes and handed it to Gao Han: "Give it to your classmates to see, here is a record of your relatives within three generations, as well as your family property and land in the township, you take a look, there is any discrepancy!" ”
Everyone took these things and looked at them, the more they looked at them, the more solemn their faces became, plus what Ye Siwei said just now, where did everyone still have the slightest intention of laughing.
Gao Han looked at the things in his hand, not only the big and small things of the three generations of his Gao family's ancestors, the pitiful land in his family, but also the secret things such as his father had a crush on a certain woman back then, and where and where the woman later married somewhere.
Gao Han dared to guarantee that even his mother would definitely not know about this kind of thing.
And looking at the faces of his classmates, thinking that the things in their hands were similar to the things in his hands, he couldn't help but be secretly nervous in his heart, who is this Ye Siwei, what does he want to do?