When night comes, it is the time when the drunken studio is really laughing and noisy, and the lights are as bright as day. Ling Xiao spent a small half a day to prepare, and at this time everything was finally ready, a light-colored dress with a mask of the same color, a flying half-emitted underneath was a light makeup, under the cover of the mask silk

It can be seen that its eyebrows and eyes, and there is a hole under the silk.

The two Xiao Si took Ling Xiao to the singing and dancing performance room in the hall downstairs, a thin white curtain divided this into two, the outside was the place where the dancing girl danced, and the inside was the small space where Ling Xiao played the piano. The piano has already been prepared, and wisps of light smoke are rising from the incense burner next to the piano to dissipate, but there is also a bit of artistic conception

。 When Ling Xiao sat down, a maid came in and told her that Miao Ying was ready, just waiting for the sound of the piano to sound.

It's still the song "Drunken Fishing Singing Night" played in the dark last night, the same tune, different environments, last night was just to attract a few people to be moved, and tonight it was to hold the bustard's mercenary heart. Although the old bustard has now agreed to Ling Xiao's request, the treacherous and cunning old bustard is obedient

However, he would not believe Ling Xiao so easily, and still ordered a few subordinates to watch without moving.

The euphemistic and cheerful tune floated out of the curtain as light as white feathers, and dissipated in all corners, and the hall that was originally laughing and noisy gradually became much quieter, only a few drunken people were still talking and playing with women as if no one was around, while the others were already drunk and forgetful

But where do they live?

Although Ling Xiao's piano skills can not make the music linger around the beam for three days, but it is a peerless work that has been passed down through the ages, which can make people enter a kind of lake boating, fishing songs answer each other, the mountains are empty in the distance, and the artistic conception of rippling waves in the near distance, and this person has never heard of it.

After a long time after the song, the people outside woke up like a dream, and the noise started again, and the shouting continued for a long time. People are always attracted to new things and go crazy about them, and they have not changed for thousands of years. Ling Xiao has long been accustomed to this, and the lights of modern society at night are far more complicated than this prosperity

, how could she, a person who has long been numb to this, make waves again.

When Ling Xiao was about to get up and leave, the old bustard walked in: "We said okay, I won't force you to pick up the guest, but if the guest forcibly wants to see you, I can't stop it." Now the eldest son of Sun Junshou wants you to play a song for him alone, the family is high and powerful, and I can't afford to offend. ”

"You don't embarrass me, and I won't embarrass you, go and prepare, I'll go later." Ling Xiao said.

There are really a lot of rooms in this drunken studio, but this is normal, after all, this is a place to sell yourself, and the most important thing is women and rooms.

Ling Xiao followed a maid all the way, and finally pushed the door in front of a door, at this moment the grandson has not yet arrived, the house is decorated in bright colors, the green building is a place of fireworks, and the room is gorgeous and complicated. This is a huge gap with the chic and elegant of the women's boudoir of the princely house. pimp

This time, he did something that was satisfactory to Ling Xiao, and brought a screen, and after Ling Xiao entered the door, he walked straight to the screen and sat down.

A short time later, someone pushed the door open and walked in, strolling around the room. Ling Xiao's hands began to stroke between the strings, at first just a small sound, as intermittent as a drop of water, and then on the right track, the tune of "Drunken Fishing Singing Evening" slowly poured out, swirling inside the house, floating outside the house. that

Sun Gongzi didn't speak like others, just listened to the piano quietly.

"Miss Light Smoke is really good at the piano." After a long time after the song ended, Sun Gongzi came back to his senses and said.

"Insect carving skills." Ling Xiao replied coldly.

"I heard the sound of the piano last night, but my mother would not let me see her, and I am very happy to be alone with her tonight." Ling Xiao hooked his lips and smiled mockingly after listening to his words. There was such a noise downstairs, and if he wanted to hear the music, it must be somewhere upstairs, and he would not be able to do it

What a good thing to come. A person who spends all day in the land of fireworks is not a good person, and it is insulting to Sven.

"Childe has been raised," Ling Xiao said coldly.

"I know that the girl doesn't sell her body, but can the girl come out and meet me?" Ling Xiao didn't refuse after hearing this, he got up and walked out, a group of people couldn't deal with it, one person was still more than enough, Ling Xiao's fighting skills were not practiced in vain, but this fifteen-year-old body was too weak and unbearable

One hit.

"It turns out that the girl is from North Vietnam." Ling Xiao walked out from behind the screen, and saw a young man, his first reaction when he saw Ling Xiao was a little surprised, and then said.

"How do you tell I'm from North Vietnam?" In fact, Ling Xiao didn't understand why they thought she was from North Vietnam.

"The long floor-length hair of the Light Smoke Girl is the best proof of this." He pointed to Ling Xiao, who was much taller than her, and said.

"Hair?" Ling Xiao was also very curious, it was just hair, what could he see.

Sun Gongzi continued to speak: "The women of the North Yue Kingdom are all green and silky, even if they are out of the cabinet, they never have their hair coiled. The Central Plains is different, the married woman will put her hair in a bun, and the unmarried will not let the hair grow above the waist, cutting the hair is a ritual, and you have to pick an auspicious day, which is the middle

Customs of the country of origin. ”

"Confucius once said that if the hair and skin of the body are received by the parents, how can they be cut off at will?" In Ling Xiao's cognition, in ancient times, both men and women always regarded hair as life. Moreover, hair cutting was a kind of criminal law in the Qin and Han dynasties, and no one would do such a thing.

"That light smoke girl, let me ask you, don't you cut your nails when they grow?" He asked rhetorically.

Ling Xiao really didn't think of this for a while: "This." ”

"Although the Central Plains State governs the country with Confucianism, it does not do everything according to what Sage Confucius said." He said.

Hair is like a fingernail, if you don't fix it, it will become a burden and bring inconvenience to your life. In the past few months, Ling Xiao had never paid attention to this, and gradually got used to liking this long hair, she thought that Zhong Liyuan must have been envious when she saw a woman from North Vietnam with such long hair, so that's why

It has not been trimmed for six years, so that the woman's hair is below the waist, and it has not been trimmed for six years, so it is naturally up to the ground.

Ling Xiao didn't answer his words, and sat down by himself. "It's funny, I just met the light smoke girl, but I talked about this." He smiled again.

"It's the same when you talk about anything." Ling Xiao said casually.

"The light smoke girl looks dignified and generous, beautiful and refined, but this temperament is too cold, which is different from the women I have seen before." Ling Xiao couldn't help but feel that his words were ridiculous, so he didn't answer his words.

The candle flame burned slowly, and the conversation was still intermittent, from the other to the qin, and from the qin to the other, he didn't feel tired, but Ling Xiao was tired of this kind of conversation. Ling Xiao even had an illusion, feeling that since he came to this world, it seemed as if he was circling between all kinds of men every day, whether it was in the Hou Mansion or not

Is it now in this land of smoke and willows, are all ancient women like this? She suddenly had a desire to return to Norway, where she had to undergo the heavy study schedule and harsh training given by her mother every day, and even took her alone into the primeval forest when she went to study in the United States at the age of fifteen

A self-defense weapon, a tent, with the survival skills taught by the wilderness survival coach, she relied on her own food to find food, and dealt with snakes or other large beasts by herself, and stayed like this for a whole month, and the purpose was to hone her will and make her a strong person. And Ling Xiao didn't let her mother lose it

hope, and finally became a person feared in the eyes of others, and became a leader in the business world. But even so, she had a weakness, a fear of thunder and lightning, which was also the shadow left in the forest that time. A bolt of lightning struck an ancient tree not far from her tent, collapsing in an instant, igniting a fire.

Then there was a roar of thunder, the sound seemed to be the sky was shattered, she was so frightened that she sat on the ground, and did not know how to enter the tent to hide from the rain, let the rain hit her body, tears and rain intertwined, I couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain, maybe she didn't cry at all, she was already scared

Forgot what crying is. Therefore, in every subsequent thunder and lightning, she would unconsciously flash in her mind the pictures she had witnessed with her own eyes.

"Light smoke girl, meeting is fate, it is better for the girl to take off the veil and see the girl's face." Sun Gongzi said.

"Why should Childe be obsessed with a skin, we're talking about the piano, not the looks, aren't we?" Ling Xiao refused.

"What the girl said is that since the girl doesn't want to see her true face, I won't force it, and when the girl is willing in the future, it's not too late to see it again." This man is not rude.

"It's getting late at night, so Childe might as well leave first." The oil lamp burned out and new ones were added, and it was late at night, and Ling Xiao didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he issued an eviction order. Without delay, he got up and took his leave, and went out of the house.

"This room will be the girl's in the future." When Ling Xiao was about to leave, the maid behind him said. Ling Xiao nodded after listening, and ordered the maid to go out, there was no need to serve here, in fact, she knew it well, what kind of service was this, it was obviously surveillance.

After a few days like this, Ling Xiao still went to the hall to play at night as promised, and during the day, in addition to cultivating his body, he planned how to escape, and that Sun Gongzi still came to listen to the piano every night. Since that night, the bustard has really regarded Ling Xiao as a cash cow, and he is courteous.

Ling Xiao saw that the day of sending the woman in that house to Japan was getting closer and closer, and she felt more and more unbearable in her heart. She learned from the maid that this drunken studio would send a group of good-looking women to Japan for sale at this time of year.

Ling Xiao walked to the old bustard, and at this moment she was teaching the girl who had made a mistake in her service last night, with a snarky face, and pinched the girl twice from time to time.

Ling Xiao walked across from her and sat down, poured a cup of tea and took a sip or two, deliberately put the cup down in disgust, and said, "This tea is really unpalatable." ”

The old bustard glanced at Ling Xiao and said sourly: "This tea is naturally not as good as the tea in your prince's mansion, I don't have your life." has been favored by the prince, and this treatment is naturally different from ours. ”

"Do you want to drink good tea?" Ling Xiao threw out an olive branch.

"Good tea also needs silver to buy, you give me silver?" This old bustard is inseparable from silver, and this is where Ling Xiao wants to take advantage of it.

Ling Xiao's tone was still emotionless: "What you said, these days, I have earned a lot of money for you." Would you like to buy me some good tea?"

The old bustard pretended to be helpless: "This bit of silver is not enough for the whole building to eat." ”

Ling Xiao cut to the chase: "Then do you want to earn more silver?"

When the old bustard heard this, his eyes immediately lit up: "Do you have a way?"

"There's no way, and I won't say it. In addition to playing the piano, I also choreograph. ”

"You can also choreograph?" The bustard asked in surprise.

"Yes, but the dance I choreographed, the girl in your building is not suitable, I think the woman in that room is suitable." Ling Xiao was unable to protect the innocence of the women in that room, and the only thing he could do was to leave them behind, and it would be better to live than to die if they were not sent to Japan.

"Okay, if you can really take my drunken studio to the next level, I can keep them." The old bustard said.

"You are a smart person, and now the competition for various Qinglou is fierce, if you can become famous in one dance, it will far surpass the others. But we have fifty or a half of the money I earn, and I have to buy gold and silver jewelry, beautiful dresses. Ling Xiao deliberately tempted her step by step, and grasped the measure, so that the old bustard thought that she was too

A man who loves vanity.

Sure enough, after listening to it, the old bustard immediately cried with a sad face: "Five or five points? It's better to tell me what jewelry and clothes you want, and I'll buy them for you. You are not familiar with it here, and you will not know that you will be cheated by someone at that time. "The old bustard is willing to take out the silver in his own pocket and give it to others, again

She was also afraid that Ling Xiao would run away with the silver.

Ling Xiao pretended to hesitate for a moment and said, "Okay, but you are not allowed to prevaricate me with inferior products." ”

"How so? How long does that choreography take? The bustard asked.

"Half a month is enough. You can call the warbler to lead the dance. "Ancient women were good at dancing, as long as they had a foundation, but they couldn't lack a strong one to support. Ling Xiao got along with Miao Ying for a few days, and found that she was not bad, she was smart but not ruthless, and slightly arrogant. The charm on his body is also because he has urinated since he was a child

lived in the Qinglou, and her dancing was impeccable.

"And the face is crying, get out of here, it's in my eyes." The woman had been kneeling in front of the bustard and weeping quietly, and when she scolded her like this, she immediately got up and left.

"Go ahead and get ready! It starts tomorrow. I'll go first, you drink tea slowly! After the woman went out, Ling Xiao also got up.

Soon after Ling Xiao returned to the room, Miao Ying came. "Your makeup under this veil is your way of protecting yourself?" When Miao Ying came in, she saw Ling Xiao facing the bronze mirror and drawing it on her face with a paintbrush, preparing for the evening.

"Isn't that just right, so as not to steal the limelight from you?" Ling Xiao stopped his pen and glanced sideways at Miao Ying.

"Your piano skills are indeed excellent, and I have to say that working with you every night can enter a realm." Miao Ying said.

"She should have told you." The old bustard is driven by silver, and the efficiency of doing things is different.

"I thought you were just scheming! I didn't expect to have a heart to save people. It's just that there are so many people that you can save it? I don't believe that you can save the women sent to the country every year. Miao Ying said.

"The world is so big, these things are not something I can manage, if I don't meet it, it's none of my business, and now that I encounter it, I can't stand by and watch, this is just to avoid the condemnation of conscience and pursue peace of mind." What Ling Xiao said was the truth, she didn't like to meddle with other people's affairs, and she just begged to do all this

Clear conscience.

"I entered this drunken studio when I was eight years old, and I saw too many women sent from here to the Japanese country, I didn't understand it at the time, and finally I grew up and realized that it was like hell, but I won't sympathize with them, because I am the same kind of people as them, and they were all sold here by my family." Miao Ying said quietly.

Nowadays, although the four countries of Dongzhou are prosperous, but the difference between the rich and the poor is inevitable in every dynasty, coupled with the war with the surrounding ethnic minorities, there are indeed many poor beggars, and there are many people who do not hesitate to sell their women, some are sold by their families, and some are abducted like Ling Xiao.

"You didn't want to leave here one day?" Ling Xiao asked.

"Why do you want to leave, you don't have to worry about food and clothing here, and there are gold and silver jewelry to wear, although my mother treats people harshly and greedy for money, but it is very good for us people. There is nowhere to go without this, and my parents sold me here when I was eight years old, just because there were three girls and one boy in the family. You were born rich

How can people understand this? "These Ling Xiao don't understand, but they won't understand what Ling Xiao went through.

No one has the right to interfere in changing and understanding the lives of others.