Wang Zheng set the location of the business appointment in the Zuixiang Building in Suzhou City, and came two days in advance, in addition to arranging some things, in fact, he also wanted to experience the experience.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Yuesheng has something to say!"

As soon as he stepped into the door, Wang Zheng heard an excited and eager shout, after hearing this, the building was silent for a moment, followed by a sigh, inside and outside were crowded with people, many people stretched out their necks and toes to shout.

"Where's the moon-born girl!"

"We're going to see the Yuesheng girl, let her come out!"

There are three floors of Zuixiang Building, surrounded by red lanterns, quite festive, everywhere is the sound of musical instruments, up and down a lot of beautifully dressed Qinglou women walk back and forth, as if they are celebrating the festival every day.

Some of the men and women upstairs were pointing and laughing at each other.

Although the old bustard is nearly forty years old and his skin is a little loose, it can be seen that he should be a flower when he is young, and he is considered a and still has charm.

The old bustard's plump buttocks kept shaking in front of everyone, standing in the middle of the first and second floors, waving his hand and shouting:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Yuesheng girl has something to say, which son's son has the most money today, and she will sing the song ordered by the son~~"

Hearing this words, the people around who had long been red-eyed immediately shouted again, and a man in a yellow silk robe, obviously a child of a big family in the city, waved his hand and shouted:

"Don't fight, I'll give fifty taels and sing a song about the mountain reflecting the moon!"

As soon as the words fell, the servants who had been waiting around saw the eyes of their old bustards, and immediately smiled and brought a plate and connected the heavy silver to it.

Another Svenzi, who was holding a folding fan and dancing in a green shirt, suddenly got up, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, raised the two ingots of silver in his hand, and said:

"I'll give a hundred taels!"

At this time, Wang Zheng had already found a clean place to sit down and watch quietly, and now he was holding a teacup in one hand and taking small sips, and the other hand was on the table and kept moving, as if he was thinking about something.

Originally, it was not unusual for the children of wealthy families to spend a lot of money, but these literati also bid a lot of money, which makes people a little unpredictable.

It stands to reason that the literati all put the breeze on their lips, and looked at the scholar who had just spoken, he did not have any title in the court, and he should not have this kind of net worth, thinking of this, Wang Zheng frowned slightly.

"One hundred and fifty taels!"

"Lao Tzu is out of two hundred taels, don't fight with Lao Tzu!"

The scramble continues, and under the coaxing of these sons and brothers around, the price of the song was originally only fifty taels, but now it has risen to two hundred taels, and there are still people raising the price, is it really just to listen to a tune?

Wang Zheng couldn't figure out what these people were trying to do.

However, this trip is not to learn the style of those wealthy families, so no matter how others compete, Wang Zheng still sits quietly and watches, and has no intention of bidding at all.

You must know that two hundred taels is enough for ordinary farmers to live a prosperous life for many years, and besides, the Shandong army has a large stall and spends a lot of money everywhere, so it is not worth it at all to listen to a tune.

The servants below were busy collecting money everywhere, and the old bustard stood on it and kept fanning the flames, constantly picking up the broken silver scattered on the ground, not only smiling from ear to ear, but also happy in his heart, and said in his heart that this baby goddaughter was really his own cash cow, and he did not spend so much thought and money on her in vain.

Suddenly, there was a noisy sound of footsteps outside the door, and a group of soldiers in armor strode into the gate, and the bustard and the others looked back and were startled.

The old bustard's eyes moved flexibly, and he immediately met it:

"Oops~, it turned out that General Gao was here, which really made the drunken incense building shine!"

surnamed Gao, it seems that he is not a local general of the city defense battalion, Wang Zheng is also a little curious, what kind of soldiers and horses dare to have such a big presence in Suzhou City, which is guarded by the Shandong Army.

But as soon as he turned around, the smile on Wang Zheng's face suddenly froze.

The soldiers behind him were also facing each other, these soldiers were wearing familiar red armor, armed from head to teeth, and it was no one else who could have this kind of equipment, it was the outfit of the soldiers and horses under the jurisdiction of the Shandong Army.

The person who came looked arrogant, with a steel knife at his waist, swaggered into the gate with the soldiers, glanced at the people around him with contempt, and snorted coldly:

"Yuesheng, Lao Tzu said that he would take her away today!"

"It's... This...."The old bustard looked embarrassed and said:

"Master Gao, Yuesheng doesn't sell his art, besides, Yuesheng is the lifeblood of our Zuixiang Building, some guest officials have to pay money to listen to the music, do you want Yuesheng to sing a solo song for you?"

Hearing this, the general's eyes widened, and he waved his hand to slap him, saying:

"Damn, General Gao Liang, one of the four generals of the Shandong Army, have you heard of it, that's Lao Tzu's own uncle! Hurry up and let Yuesheng come out, otherwise your drunken incense building will be demolished! ”

Hearing this, Wu Xiaoliuzi couldn't stand anymore, and was about to come forward at that time, but he was stopped by Wang Zheng who stretched out his hand to block him just after walking a few steps, and finally nodded and retreated.

Wang Zheng couldn't see any expression on his face, and he sat quietly in place motionless, but the murderous aura that suddenly rose around him could naturally be felt by those soldiers who had been through a hundred battles.

The old bustard's face had a deep handprint, but she also understood the power of the Shandong Army at this time, so she could only cover her face and keep begging, and in the end she even hugged the general's leg.

"I beg you, don't take Yuesheng away, she is the lifeblood of our Zuixianglou, how can we live without her!"

This group of soldiers of the Shandong Army was so arrogant, which naturally caused many people to be dissatisfied, but when they saw the steel knives on their waists, no one moved, and they all kept retreating, for fear of being affected.

None of the people present were fools, no one would offend the Shandong Army for the sake of a mere Qinglou woman, not to mention that this person was also the nephew of Gao Liang, one of the four generals, and that was the master who even the local city defense battalion commander and the head of the security department had to serve carefully.

At this time, everyone suddenly heard a voice full of sorrow, but extremely firm, coming from upstairs.

"Godmother, I'll go."

Hearing this, the old bustard with a blue nose and swollen face and others all looked upstairs at this moment, and a woman's onion fingers were slightly on the handrail and were going down, Wang Zheng looked over, and was also surprised for a while.

I saw that this Wang Yuesheng was wearing a pink satin shirt, with red lips and white teeth, skin like jade, and although his face was haggard, it did not damage his natural beauty, but added a touching charm.

It's like a small flower blooming in the morning, strong and blooming in the wind, which is lovable.

The general immediately threw down the bustard and stepped forward, but he did not dare to step forward in the face of this stunning beauty, and stood a step away and stretched out his hand.

Wang Yuesheng looked at the surrounding environment with his eyebrows, and stopped his gaze in a corner in the distance, but sighed lightly and immediately moved away, and was about to step forward, but several Qinglou women suddenly ran down from upstairs, and they stopped in front of Wang Yuesheng and the general.

"Yuesheng, you go quickly, the sisters are all cheap and insignificant, but I can't let you be ruined like this."

"Yes, you go quickly, we're here to stop him!"

The general naturally refused to let the duck fly in his mouth, and when he saw the anger of the surrounding crowd, many people were pointing fingers, so he pulled out his saber with a bang and stabbed it into the lower abdomen of a woman in front of him without hesitation.

"Come on, seal the drunken incense building for Lao Tzu!"

The surrounding Shandong soldiers shouted a respectful order, drew their knives one after another, and did not let go of even the guests who were already in the building, and grabbed one side by one, saying that they asked their families to pay the money before releasing them.

"You let them go, I'll go with you, I'll go with you......"

Wang Yuesheng broke free from the sisters beside him, stepped forward and knelt on the ground, the general was about to squat down and hold this stunning woman in his arms, when suddenly there was a "bang", and Leng Buding was hit by a copper plate on his helmet.

When he turned around, he saw about thirty strong men surrounded by a person who was not good-looking, and after so much time, this person was still sitting behind with a relaxed face, and did not pay attention to himself at all, and his face was immediately full of anger.

"Yuesheng girl, how about giving a penny and ordering a song of Biyuntian?"

After Wang Zheng threw out the copper plate, he didn't care about the general and other soldiers, but just smiled at Wang Yuesheng and asked this sentence.

Wang Yuesheng opened his mouth to look over, originally wanting to dissuade Wang Zheng from leaving, but found that this person did not show any panic on his face, and even smiled.

Only the soldiers behind Wang Zheng knew that this smile was actually a murderous moment.