Ying Xuan stayed in the Sword Dance Workshop for three days, and he knew very well about the big and small things in the workshop, and in his opinion, there were really a lot of problems.

First, there is the issue of funding. There was almost no liquidity, and most of the money was spent on brewing, but fortunately, he got a sum of money from Mrs. Chen, which could temporarily relieve his urgent needs.

The second is the issue of infrastructure. Zhao Changxun may not know how to operate at all, and built the stage of the Sword Dance Workshop very small, but left a large open space under the stage, which is a typical sacrifice to the end.

Finally, there is the question of the selection of the sword dancer, which is also the most critical issue. All the same men, no matter how good the swordsmanship is, how many people are willing to watch, now is the time of peace, who does not come out for pleasure.

Of course, there are some small problems, which can be solved for the time being, and it will be too late to solve them later. But for the points mentioned above, Ying Xuan thinks that there can be no delay for a moment.

He has a problem with this person, either he doesn't do it, and once he decides to do it, he has to do his best.

Just after noon, Ying Xuan found Zhao Changxun and told him about his rectification plan, and emphasized that all the sword dancers on the stage should be replaced by women.

He didn't say some specific details too clearly, he thought that they were all men, and Zhao Changxun should understand the needs of guests. The so-called swordsmanship is secondary, it's just a show, and a good face is the most important thing.

Zhao Changxun readily agreed, and immediately set about sending someone to do it, and in the blink of an eye, the stage in the workshop had begun to expand, and he personally went out to look for a candidate for Yiji.

Ying Xuan was bored in the room, so he asked Zhang Jing to bring a few pots of wine to the hall on the first floor, first, to be lively, and second, to see this sword dance workshop from the perspective of customers.

"Jing'er, have some wine with me?" Ying Xuan said and poured a glass for Zhang Jing, he had heard adults say that women are born with three taels of wine, I don't know if it's just a modern saying or since ancient times, and I don't know if it's true or not.

Zhang Jing picked up the wine glass, raised her head and drank it all, only to feel a cold stomach, and then coughed loudly. She had never drunk alcohol before, and her head was dizzy at first, and the young master in front of her seemed to become two, and after a while, she recovered.

Ying Xuan took a sip, shook his head secretly and snickered, how could anyone drink like this, it seemed that it was the first time. I saw Zhang Jing touching her red face with her left hand, and covering her lips with her right hand, which was very cute.

"I just asked you to drink with me, why are you in such a hurry?" Ying Xuan teased.

Zhang Jing thought that she had disturbed the young master's Yaxing, and immediately filled a cup for herself: "Young master, I respect you?" ”

Ying Xuan shook his head: "You sit down and rest first, otherwise let Xinfang see it, and it will be time to say that I bullied you." ”

Zhang Jing was still standing and replied, "The young master has always been very good to Jing'er, and Sister Fang went out early this morning. ”

"Out of the house? What can she do when she goes out? Ying Xuan thought that she felt guilty about her, after all, Li Bo's affairs were all because of herself.

Zhang Jing bowed her head and was silent.

"Did she tell you anything, let's say, you can't hide things in your heart."

Zhang Jing said hesitantly: "Sister Fang said that the young master, you have long forgotten about rescuing Master Li, and said that you ......."

"And say I'm greedy for pleasure and ungrateful? Jing'er, do you think so too? Ying Xuan was depressed and drank all the wine in the cup, although he didn't care what others thought of him, it didn't mean that he didn't have a temper.

Zhang Jing shook her head: "I believe that the young master, you will definitely not ignore Lord Li." ”

Ying Xuan put down his wine glass, looked up and saw a determined expression and a confident look, and laughed. "Still Jing'er understands me, come, fill it for me!"

"Wine, wine, I want to drink!"

Ying Xuan frowned, looked at the drunkard in front of him with disgust, and his interest suddenly disappeared. "Jing'er, go get him some wine and let him go!"

When the drunkard heard the wine, he rushed over desperately, picked up the bottle, and drank it with a grunt. Ying Xuan had no choice but to lean aside, the smell of the drunkard really made him sick, and he planned to find an opportunity for Zhao Changxun to drive the drunkard elsewhere.

He didn't care about any amount of alcohol, he was just worried that the presence of the drunkard would affect the guests. When Zhang Jing came over with two bottles of wine, she was still holding a pair of clothes in her hands.

"Jing'er's heart is so good!" Ying Xuan praised from the bottom of his heart.

"Jing'er just looked at him pitiful, when Jing'er was living on the streets, it was because of Lord Li's kindness that Jing'er was able to live to this day." Zhang Jing thought of the sad things in the past, and her heart became heavy.

"Alright, alright, the middle father will be fine." The reason why Yingxuan has always been calm and calm is that he firmly believes in this. Since the other party wants to arrest him, then Li Bo is the only clue, if the other party is not stupid, he will definitely not kill people.

In the evening, Zhao Changxun brought the dancing girl back. Ying Xuan also had to sigh, the efficiency was really high, just when a dozen dancing girls stood side by side in front of him......

He's wet, no, he's shocked!

Although Ying Xuan has a love for beauty, he will never maliciously slander others because of ugliness, but the "beauty" in Zhao Changxun's mouth in front of him makes him really dare not compliment.

He pretended to drink water and glanced at Zhao Changxun who was standing aside, so at ease, as if everything had nothing to do with him. Ying Xuan thought to himself: Pretend, pretend with me! What kind of beauty is this, she can't get along with me.

After the qi is gone, in all fairness, there are two people who can be seen, but relatively speaking, the posture can only be regarded as average.

"Young master, what do you think?" Zhao Changxun asked tentatively, he had been looking for a long time to find these, although there were two that did not suit his heart, but he could barely make do.

Ying Xuan coughed and tried to keep himself calm: "Uncle Zhao has worked hard, just them." "Even though I said that, I thought to myself, let's see the effect first, and then replace it all if it doesn't work. If you refuse directly, it will be too bad for Zhao Changxun to lose face.

Although he is a young master, theoretically Zhao Changxun's "top boss", he has understood a truth since he was a child: if you respect others, others will respect you, especially between superiors and subordinates.

At this time, Li Xinfang came back in the dust, she stared at the dancing girl for a while, and hurriedly walked upstairs without stopping long.

Ying Xuan asked Zhao Changxun to get busy, but he chased after him, he thought about it for a long time, and he didn't think about how to speak, when Li Xinfang was about to walk into the room, he hurriedly shouted: "Is there any news from the middle father?" ”

Li Xinfang stopped where he was, and said without looking back: "I thought you had forgotten!" She ran almost the entire Chang'an City alone, but there were many royal palaces in Chang'an City, and there were places she couldn't go, and sometimes she even wanted to go to her master, who was at least more reliable than the person behind her.

He's not that little Yingxuan anymore!