Chapter 17: Negotiation (Part 2)
Why...... Why doesn't Miss just refuse to forgive me?
Obviously, in the past, the young lady didn't mind doing these small actions by herself, but now, she suddenly changed her attitude......
Sure enough, do people become ......
Thinking that Xian'er's habits have changed a little in recent days, Xiao Yu only felt that the young lady in front of her seemed to be becoming more and more unfamiliar.
Fang Yi glanced at the two of them thoughtfully, and was silent.
Although Xiao Yu was curious that there was someone behind Miss Miss, she didn't dare to ask again.
After all, now, she is no longer favored.
Seeing that the young lady was leaving, Xiao Yu hurriedly spoke.
"Miss, wait, Steward Zhou of the Zhou Mansion wants to see you......"
"Huh?"
Xian'er's footsteps stopped, and her eyes lit up.
"Good come, take me to him."
"Yes......"
Xiao Yu buried his head lower, and his thin body trembled slightly, as if he was resisting the urge to cry.
And Fang Yi, who had been following behind him, was also moved when he heard the news that the housekeeper of the Zhou Mansion asked to see him.
"It seems that the news that the lord of the Zhou Mansion is going to take a concubine is not all fake."
Thinking of getting the news from Xiao Si in the teahouse, the corners of Fang Yi's mouth turned up slightly, and he followed the two of them leisurely.
……
The first floor of Tianyun Qinglou, the reception room.
"Miss Xian'er, my lord wants to invite you to a reunion at the house."
As soon as Xian'er and Fang Yi were seated, the housekeeper of the Zhou Mansion went straight to the point.
"A get-together? I don't know what Master Zhou means? If it was just for Xian'er to dance again, it would be fine, but if it was something else...... That can only forgive Xian'er for being rude. ”
What Fang Yi could think of, how could Xian'er not think of it.
So in the face of the invitation of the housekeeper of the Zhou Mansion, she became very cold.
When she went to Zhou's mansion to dance, she was able to slowly find an opportunity through her identity skills.
But if you want her to marry into the Zhou Mansion as a concubine, it is really disgusting just thinking about it.
"This ......"
The housekeeper of the Zhou Mansion looked embarrassed, he didn't expect Xian'er to put on such an attitude.
Coincidentally, he came this time just for Master Zhou's concubine.
Since the last time he met and 'rescued' Xian'er and let Xian'er perform a dance in Zhou's mansion, Master Zhou has never forgotten the talented and stunning woman, and even his enthusiasm for finding players has decreased a little.
But although Xian'er is a woman in a Qinglou, she has always been a performer and not a woman, so she can only take the troublesome route of marrying the Ming media.
He wanted to play strong, but he was worried that he would be targeted by the government forces and affect his follow-up actions.
For the sake of an NPC, even if it is a good-looking NPC, it is not worth it to affect the process of killing the player and the subsequent plan to close the net.
But Xian'er's voice has always been entangled in Master Zhou's heart, making him dreamy and absent-minded.
After thinking about it and thinking about it for many days, Master Zhou finally decided to use the method of marrying a concubine to get this NPC in his hands.
Anyway, the general trend is here, even if you delay a little time, enjoy the fun, it is not a big deal.
And after checking for so long, I haven't found any players, and Master Zhou is also irritable in his heart, just when he needs to rest and relax.
This is why today, the arrival of the housekeeper of the Zhou Mansion.
Thinking that if he didn't invite Xian'er, he might be punished by the master, the housekeeper of the Zhou Mansion spoke again, with a hint of temptation in his voice.
"Miss Xian'er, don't you want to leave the Qinglou and live a prosperous and rich life from now on?"
Xian'er's eyes narrowed.
"I don't want to."
Steward Zhou suddenly paused.
Don't want to? There is actually a woman who doesn't want to leave the Qinglou? This......
After thinking about it, Steward Zhou stubbornly continued to persuade.
“…… Why? Could it be that the fairy girl is performing in the Qinglou, not for money? As long as you marry into the Zhou Mansion and become rich forever, isn't it beautiful? ”
"A gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way. I make a living as an artist, and I have both hands and feet, so why should I marry into a wealthy family. ”
The corners of the Zhou Mansion's mouthkeeper twitched slightly.
Is the ideological consciousness of the Qinglou women so high now?
"It is worthy of being a fairy girl, even if she is in the Qinglou, she is so elegant and so pursuing."
Although he promised a sentence, the housekeeper of the Zhou Mansion didn't think so in his heart.
said that selling oneself is not performing arts, in the final analysis, it is just that the money is not in place.
is in the Qinglou, what kind of innocent woman can be.
After a pause, the housekeeper of the Zhou Mansion took out ten silver tickets worth one thousand taels, lined them up, and gently patted them on the table.
"Miss Xian'er, I don't know this number, can I please move you?"
Bang!
Xian'er's face sank, and she suddenly rose up.
"It seems that Steward Zhou can't understand people's words, Xiao Yu, send off guests!"
The latter words are already said to the personal maid.
And as the words fell, Xian'er walked towards the door without looking back, as if she was about to end this unpleasant conversation.
Fang Yi saw all this in his eyes, thoughts flashed in his eyes, and he silently followed behind Xian'er.
Want to get away with it? Or is there another means to enter the Zhou Mansion to perform?
Either way, Fang Yi didn't mind.
As long as he can enter the Zhou Mansion to perform, he can create an opportunity to get close to Master Zhou and kill him.
Until then, he couldn't show any flaws in front of Steward Zhou, otherwise he would be vigilant and things would only get troublesome.
Xiao Yu stepped forward in a panic at this time, and said nervously: "Steward Zhou...... Please ......"
Xian'er can not have a good face for Steward Zhou, but Xiao Yu can't.
The former is the future concubine that Master Zhou has a crush on, and the latter is just an ordinary subordinate.
The gap between these is very different, and the attitude towards people and things is different.
Steward Zhou ignored Xiao Yu, his eyes were fixed on Xian'er, and the fists in his hands were tight and loose.
"Miss Xian'er, what the hell is going on for you to come to Zhou's Mansion?"
Stomp.
Xian'er stopped, turned her back to Steward Zhou, and said lightly.
"I've already said that it's okay to go to Zhou's Mansion to perform dance music. If it's for something else, don't talk about it. ”
Steward Zhou groaned slightly, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!" Then invite Miss Xian'er to come to Zhoufu tonight to dance a song. ”
The fairy turned around and smiled lightly, like a fairy descending to earth.
"Okay."
Whew-
Steward Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, although it did not match the expected goal, as long as people could come to Zhou's mansion.
When Xian'er came back and sat down again, the two discussed the details of the dance performance.
When he learned that Xian'er was going to perform the dance music, Steward Zhou was slightly stunned.
"Biluo Sword Dance?"
"That's right."
Xian'er smiled lightly: "What?" Is Steward Zhou worried that the little woman has misdeeds? ”
Steward Zhou smiled.
The sword dance means that you have to bring a sword weapon to enter, but with the small body of the Qinglou woman, even if you have a sword weapon, what is the threat.
"How could it be...... It's just that I've never seen a fairy girl perform a sword dance, so I'm a little surprised. ”
"The small skills of carving insects are not enough to worry about teeth."
After discussing it again for a while, the two of them agreed on the arrangement.
Steward Zhou was about to get up and leave, when he suddenly seemed to remember something, and his movements stopped.
"I don't know who this is?"
What he looked at was Fang Yi, who had been silent from beginning to end.