Originally, Ning Xiang planned to send Wang Xiang downstairs, but Wang Xiang was really a little afraid of the cannibalistic eyes of the group of animals downstairs, so he refused, and the appearance of pretending to be scared made Ning Xiang laugh.

"Prince New!"

As soon as I came down the stairs, I heard a familiar voice, and I looked at Ma Wenxin, who turned out to be one of the four great talents in Jiangnan, at this time he was holding a wine jug in his left hand and a delicate woman in his right hand, which was very different from the image seen at the Jinguang Lake Poetry Conference.

"It turned out to be Brother Ma, I don't know if Brother Ma went to Yicui Building today to drink and have fun or talk about poetry?"

Hearing the ridicule in Wang Xiang's words, Ma Wenxin's face turned red, and he remembered his words mocking Li Huiming at the poetry meeting that day, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, and the woman in his arms said delicately: "Ma Gongzi is naturally here to talk about poetry, just now Ma Gongzi also promised to help the slave family compose a lyric, is Ma Gongzi?" After speaking, he squeezed his body towards Ma Wenxin.

Ma Wenxin nodded awkwardly and said, "Yes, yes, I promised Miss Qing'er to compose a lyric and a lyricist." ”

A trace of cunning flashed in the eyes of the beautiful woman named Qing'er, and she said with a smile: "Ma Gongzi is one of the four great talents in Jiangnan, and His Royal Highness King Wei is valued as a bachelor of the Literature Museum, and his future is limitless, no better than ordinary people." ”

If she said this in front of others, Ma Wenxin would naturally feel very proud, but standing in front of him was Prince Xin, who overwhelmed the four great talents in Jiangnan at the poetry meeting, and he also refused the invitation of King Wei.

Li Tai set up the Literature Museum for fame, and it was also for fame to host the poetry club to recruit bachelors, so after Chen Haobai and Ma Wenxin entered the Literature Museum, Li Tai's attitude towards them became much colder, and he didn't value them as Qing'er said, which was a big blow to the talented people who rushed from Luoyang to Chang'an with enthusiasm. The bachelor of the Literature Museum is not an official position, but can only be regarded as Li Tai's protégé, and he is very idle every day. The prosperity of Chang'an City has an irresistible temptation for these poor talents, after coming to Yicui Building, Ma Wenxin found that the girl in Yi Cui Lou admired him very much, a bachelor of literature, and in order to ask for a new word, he was extremely praised in words, which made Ma Wenxin's vanity feel unprecedentedly satisfied.

Just when he was full of ambition and felt that he had found his favorite place to shine, he met Wang Xiang, and this feeling of aggrieved was really not enough for outsiders.

"Ma Gongzi, the slave family is still waiting for you to make new words."

Hearing Qing'er's coquettish call, Ma Wenxin responded embarrassedly: "I want to think, I want to think." ”

Wang Xiang smiled and arched his hand: "Brother Ma thought slowly, I will leave first." With that, he turned around and strode away.

Looking at the back of Wang Xiang's dashing departure, Ma Wenxin had long lost his previous enthusiasm, and casually made a poem to deal with the entangled Qing'er, and left Yicui Building with a lonely expression.

As early as when Wang Xiang refused Li Tai's invitation, he learned that Wang Xiang was appointed as the supervisor of Sinong Temple, perhaps Wang Xiang himself looked down on the position of supervisor, but the seven-grade supervisor was a real official official of the Tang Dynasty, which was very different from his status as a bachelor of the Literature Museum.

After Ma Wenxin left, Qing'er took the new words she got to show off among the sisters, and said in a faint voice: "Do you know who just came down from upstairs?" ”

Qing'er looked back and saw that it was Xiaoyun who spoke, and suddenly smiled: "Sister Xiaoyun, last time you took a lot of effort to get a new poem from Lin Gongzi, Ma Gongzi is much more powerful than that Lin Gongzi, but he is a bachelor of literature personally recruited by His Royal Highness King Wei." The smugness in the words was unmistakable.

In Yicuilou, Ningxiang is the undisputed top brand, even if she doesn't do anything, no one has the courage to compete with her, but the rest of the sisters are not so harmonious with each other, and they usually have to compare, Xiaoyun has always been more popular than Qing'er, and today she got Ma Wenxin's new word and suddenly had a feeling of raising her eyebrows.

Xiaoyun said disdainfully: "Compared to the words of the White Fox Horse Prince, it is nothing." ”

"White fox?" Qing'er's face moved and asked, "But the white fox that Sister Ning Xiang sang?" ”

Xiaoyun said with an obsessive face: "How many people's hearts have been broken by a white fox song, I'm afraid that no one can make such a song anymore." ”

"The song that Sister Ning Xiang sang about the white fox is naturally excellent, but what does it have to do with that person?" As soon as Qing'er's voice fell, she thought of something when she saw Xiaoyun's expression, and said tremblingly: "Could it be that he is the one who made the white fox?" ”

Xiaoyun nodded and said with a stunned expression: "That prince Xin often came to our Yicui Building before, and you have seen him many times, but I am afraid that at that time, I only regarded him as an ordinary gentleman and never remembered it." Speaking of this, Xiaoyun sighed, "Actually, how could I not be like this, if it wasn't for the poetry meeting that day, I also went, I'm afraid I wouldn't have thought that this prince was the prince who used to be." Yongxue poems, Yongmei poems, Biansai poems, as well as the wine fairy poems and white foxes that came out, which one is not a rare good poem and good song. ”

Hearing Xiaoyun's emotion, a sister suddenly said: "I really remembered when I heard Sister Xiaoyun say this, the previous prince Xin was very gentlemanly, and he always wanted to take advantage of us, but he was generous, and Young Master Cheng of the Naguo Mansion often stayed overnight in our Yicui Building." It's just that...... Is the new prince really this new prince? ”

Qing'er didn't have the heart to show off at this time, and the more she thought about it, the more regretful she became, and said distressedly: "Then didn't I miss a great opportunity!" If I can get a song like a white fox, I, I'......"

A sister on the side comforted: "Sister Qing'er doesn't have to worry, with his current identity, he must not be able to look down on us women, you can be considered lucky to get a new word from Ma Gongzi, which of those so-called talents really looks down on us, not to use our sisters as playthings, while you are young, you can be beautiful every day." ”

Her words immediately resonated with the sisters of Yicuilou, and everyone's mood was suddenly a little low.

What if you can get a poem? What if it can be popular? Without freedom, without respect, it is not impossible to escape the same fate when you are old and decrepit.

The thought of the sisters here was already sobbing under their voices.

A hint of color flashed in Xiaoyun's eyes, and he said, "Maybe that Wang Zixin is different from the others." ”

"What's the difference, it's not the same despise us."

Xiaoyun smiled and said: "I heard Xiaocui say that after the poetry meeting that day, Wang Zixin said on Sister Ning Xiang's painting boat that we Fengchen women did not have any contempt, and said that they were willing to spend 100,000 taels of silver to help Sister Ning Xiang redeem herself. ”

"One hundred thousand taels!" All the sisters couldn't help but exclaim.

"Sister Ning Xiang's redemption fee is 100,000 taels!" Qing'er obviously couldn't believe it, she always thought that her redemption fee of 5,000 taels was already a huge amount of money, and then she knew how big the gap between herself and Ning Xiang was.

The other sisters also began to talk about it.

"Is it really 100,000 taels?"

"I'm afraid it's more than that, it's the price that Sister Ning Xiang spread before she sang the white fox, and now I'm afraid it's even higher."

"I think so, wasn't it rumored a few days ago that Sister Xiaoyun's ransom fee would be 50,000 taels of silver."

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Xiaoyun smiled and said, "That's all rumors, I asked my mother, and my redemption fee is only 10,000 taels of silver." ”

"It's just this 10,000 taels of silver, I'm afraid that when I'm old and decrepit, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it up." Speaking of this, Xiaoyun smiled bitterly and shook his head, this is fate, I didn't think I could go out when I entered Yicui Building, even Ning Xiang is no different from other sisters, the more money you make, the higher the redemption fee, just like a kite that is dragged by a string, it can fly higher and higher, but it can never fly away.

"Then Prince Xinzhen said that he was willing to pay 100,000 taels of silver to help Sister Ning Xiang redeem herself? I think he just said casually that he wanted to gain the favor of Sister Ningxiang. ”

Xiaoyun opened his mouth and said: "I thought so at first, but later Xiaocui told me that Wang Zixin said that in a country in the East, there is a profession called star, and with Sister Ningxiang's fame, you can become a big star, and it is easy to earn 100,000 taels of silver." ”

"What is a star?" The sisters of Yicuilou became curious.

"Stars are ......"

Xiaoyun recounted what she heard from Xiao Cui, and suddenly a sister asked with great interest: "Celebrities really don't need to sign a deed of sale?" ”

Xiaoyun nodded and said, "Well, I heard that as long as you sign a brokerage contract, the time of the contract is negotiable." ”

"Hehe, I don't want to be a big star like Sister Ning Xiang, I'm satisfied if I can be a little star." A girl who looked the youngest looked was holding her cheeks and smiling wistfully.

"Beautiful you." Qing'er slapped the little girl who was dreaming and said, "Mom is still counting on selling your first time for a good price in two years." ”

The little girl's expression darkened, and she looked at Xiaoyun pitifully and asked, "Sister Xiaoyun, is my ransom fee very high?" ”

Xiaoyun gently stroked the little girl's hair, and saw those big eyes full of spirituality as if she had seen her past self, Xiaobei had just been sold to Yicui Building last winter, and she didn't understand at all that the level of the ransom fee was meaningless.

I couldn't bear to see Xiaobei's disappointed expression, Xiaoyun pinched her face and forced a smile: "It's not high, you can buy a hundred of Sister Ningxiang's silver." ”

Xiaobei breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, patted his heart and said happily: "Then when someone buys Sister Ning Xiang, let him buy me too, I will be very obedient." ”

Xiaobei's innocent words silenced everyone, and all the beautiful visions are based on a premise, that is, someone will help them redeem themselves.

The window of a room on the second floor of Yicui Building was ajar, and Ning Xiang had been standing at the window when Wang Xiang went downstairs, listening to the conversation of the sisters downstairs, looking at Xiaobei with a longing face, she felt unprecedented heaviness, and this heaviness even overwhelmed her.

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