Chapter VII: Dignity
Xiang Qian listened to them happily talking about the upcoming auction on the railing on the second floor, "What are you thinking?" β
"Nothing. I just think the world isn't fair. They don't worry about food and clothing, there are many good wives and concubines in the family, but they still come here to spend a lot of money in the Golden Grotto, and they are chic. But outside this door, there are countless people who starved to death and froze to death. β
"Yes, Zhumen's wine and meat stink, there are frozen bones on the road, these individuals have been clothed and fed since childhood, how do you understand the human suffering you said?"
"Miss Fuyuan, have you ever seen the auction... Can you tell me about it? "See the platform in the hall? You'll just have to stand on it later. The other flower girls will naturally do it, and the highest withdrawal will be even if it takes away your first night."
"I see..." "Did you take a stage name?" "Nope." "Think about it, this is the last face of the Qinglou woman, come with me,"
Fu Yuan took out three red silks from his mahogany box, sat at the head of the bed and braided the rope, "You think about what to choose." β
"Girl, is this?" "Go to the sea to tie the red rope, cut the green silk from the good, remember, the red rope is dignity, this is the last piece of clothing on the body,"
Xiang lowered his eyes and nodded, "I've thought about it, let's call it Mu An." "Mu An... What a lofty feeling. β
"The world is so big, how can I, a woman with a fence, talk about it. It's just the peace of a few people in the family."
"Okay, let's tie it up, and I'll go to Hua Gu later to see if there's anything to explain." "Thank you, Miss Fuyuan..."
"There's nothing to thank, maybe who's asking for help."
The door just opened
"Yo, this grass chicken can also become a phoenix when she dresses up~ In the future, you have to stammer with this girl, maybe people will become famous that day and become the Oiran of this metropolis~ We are old and yellow and have to make a living under the hands of others~"
"What Sister Hongliu said is that she was still a murderer yesterday. I'm wearing a silk fringe skirt today~ Ming'er can step on our heads~"
A bright red silk fringe skirt set off her excellent complexion, and her mother who twisted her face just now also helped to draw a thick makeup, at this time, Xiang Qian looked very charming, full of aura,
She snorted coldly, and raised her eyebrows, "With Sister Hongliu's auspicious words, Mu An will definitely become an Oiran, so that your sisters can spend the rest of your lives in peace~"
After saying that, he walked away,
"She!! What does she mean by that?!! Let's live the rest of our lives in peace?!? β
"That's it! Shut up, Sister Xiangling just let us try the water, and the rest has to listen to the arrangement."
As soon as she entered, she sat down in a milky white upholstered chair.
Grabbing food from the mouth of a little wild dog, fighting with other people's children has developed her character of being a baht, if she can hide from it, it's fine, but this red willow ghost is the same.
There are more than a dozen girls in the whole metropolis who are her group, and that Xiangling, who is exquisite, although she never causes disputes, but every word she says is hidden in mysteries.
In addition to the maid who died a few days ago, this incident proves the danger here. It seems that in the days to come, we will have to be careful everywhere.
"Girl, the auction is about to begin." A sentence is like a life talisman.,Xiang Qian's heart sank suddenly.,The blood in the whole body was coagulated.γI opened my mouth but found that I didn't have the courage to respond at allγ
"Girl? You've got to go downstairs," "Got it....,"
A simple wooden platform was erected in the middle of the hall on the first floor, and red cloth was torn several times on all sides. Dressed as if she was newly married.