It's almost the New Year, the merchants who live in Yangzhou have returned to their hometowns, and the local businessmen in their hometowns are also busy checking and closing their accounts.

As the atmosphere of the New Year in the streets and alleys becomes stronger and stronger, the flower boats with pink balsam are becoming more and more deserted. Caiyungui's mother Yun Niang has long been commonplace, she has been on the flower boat for thirty years, every year, those benefactors who work weekdays, when it comes to the New Year, even the figure is gone.

Yun Niang sat cross-legged on the brocade couch, munching on melon seeds while listening to the girls gossiping.

"That Qiu Ping of the cold and smoky green, relying on the Qinhuai River for a few days, seems to be superior, I'm phew! Who doesn't know, she is a thin horse, and it has been sold to Jinling for less than a year, so people don't want it, so they can only go to the Qinhuai River to sell it, but anyone can sell it, and she can't mix it up, so she went back to Yangzhou, as if someone didn't know her details. ”

"It's not, Zhang Fatzi, who often comes to me, said that Qiu Ping can't look at it after taking off her clothes, and the ribs on her body are not enough to fry a plate."

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Yun Niang listened idly, the girls scolded the cold and smoky Qiu Ping, and scolded the moon pearl in the blue clouds, scolded the moon pearl, and scolded the flower flowers of Yanziwu in unison, in short, but anyone who is more red than them should be scolded.

There are no guests, no relatives, it's almost the New Year, and the girls have been sitting idle, except for eating and drinking, that is, chewing the root of the tongue.

Although they were asked to pretend to be knowledgeable in front of the guests on weekdays, when there were no guests, Yun Niang went with them.

She also came from them at this time, what to pretend, no one is more noble than anyone this year, this is how she came, when she was young, she was not outstanding, nor the most popular, to this day, she has a flower boat, and also bought a big house, there are girls who make money for her at hand, and there are backers behind her to support her, and those who are more popular than her in the past, the dead, the dead, the dead and the early, nearly half a hundred years old, have to serve the night pot to the main room, how can she have a moist life.

"Mom, there's a little girl out there who wants to see you." It was the ship's errand Ah Liu, who came in.

"Little girl? Also on board? "But when the little girl wants to see her, there is a good chance that she wants to take refuge in her, after all, although the life on the ship is difficult, it is better than those private dormitories.

"With a mouthful of Beijing films, she said that she followed the master to the south, but she didn't expect the master to marry, and she didn't want to follow her, so she wanted to come to the boat to have a look." Ah Liu said.

"From the capital?" Yun Niang's heart moved, she remembered one thing, more than a month ago, there was also a little girl from the capital who came to look for her.

It won't be such a coincidence, it has always been a girl from Yangzhou who went to the capital, and since when did the sisters in the capital also go to the south of the Yangtze River.

"Bring it in and see." Yun Niang said nonchalantly.

A little girl followed Ah Liu in, not waiting for a tall person, thirteen or fourteen years old, has not yet grown, revealing greenness, and her facial features are very delicate, especially those big eyes, although they are less feminine, but they are cowardly, but they are a little smart, like a deer ready to run into the jungle at any time.

"From the capital? What have you studied? Is it true? "At this age, eight or nine out of ten are still a clear child.

The little girl's face was red, but she was not stage frightened, and her Beijing film was as crisp as a silver bell: "What Mom said, what happened to me, my master is a famous female storyteller in the capital, and I followed the master to press the field in the Sifang Teahouse." ”

"You're White Narcissus's apprentice?" Yun Niang threw the unfinished melon seeds in her hand back on the plate, don't look at her in Jiangnan, but everything that is fashionable in the capital, in less than half a month, Yangzhou City will know. There is a famous female storyteller in Manjing, isn't it the white narcissus of the Sifang Teahouse?

She is a girl full of boats, who can sing, dance, and play the piano, all of them, but there is no one who can tell a story, let alone that she doesn't, and she can't find one in the entire Yangzhou city.

Yangzhou people listen to stories from time to time, but there are no people in Yangzhou, and there are many guests in Beizhili, and they all love to listen to stories.

"Then let's talk about it." Yun Niang smiled.

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Huo Qingzhou was bitter, he only lived in Fuzhou for three days, and then followed the ship to Yangzhou.

Fireworks go down to Yangzhou in March, but he is in Yangzhou in the cold winter.

When he thought of Fujian, which was as warm as spring, Huo Qingzhou even had the heart to die.

Zhan Yue repeatedly retained, and even invited him to live in the orange orchard where his wife was married, but he didn't agree.

He wanted to come to Yangzhou in person, he was not at ease, he didn't know what was hidden in that genealogy.

Moreover, the Taiping Society has a lot of influence in Yangzhou, and Yun Niang and her Caiyungui are also from the Taiping Society, so to deal with this kind of person, it is not possible to rob by force, so you can only send someone to steal it out.

Zhanyue asked a female chazi to come with him, Huo Qingzhou was quite happy before, he had seen a female chazi by Huo Roufeng's side, that coquettish Hua Sanniang, it was pleasing to the eye when he looked at it.

But the female chazi brought by Zhanyue was only thirteen or fourteen years old, like a little cabbage that had not grown, and he asked Zhanyue: "Is there no one in your family's chazi?" ”

Zhan Yue spread his hands: "I don't care about Chazi's affairs, this is the person from Chaziying, if Brother Xie is not satisfied, just talk to my second brother." ”

Show the second child? Fun? The horse master who was burned to death in Jialing?

Fuck off!

Huo Qingzhou's boss reluctantly took the little cabbage to Yangzhou, the little cabbage went out to find work on the first day and did not come back, and the next day a five or six-year-old child came to bring a letter, and he knew that the little cabbage he didn't bother to look at had been left by Caiyungui.

Huo Qingzhou thinks that either Caiyungui's guests are all perverts, or Caiyungui's proprietress is perverted, in short, a normal man like him can't look down on that little cabbage.

They are all about the same age, and women are really different from women.

A tall figure and a gorgeous face appeared in Huo Qingzhou's mind.

I don't know what Qige looks like now, that girl was thirteen or fourteen years old than this little cabbage, now she is fifteen years old, I heard my sister say that she is in the women's barracks, and she is punished for running in circles every once in a while.

Little fool, it's still a fool when he's so old.

At the beginning, Qiqige followed him to live in the capital for more than half a year, and he patiently taught her for half a year, but after half a year, he admitted defeat.

He'd seen something stupid, but he hadn't seen anything so stupid.

He gave her a Han name, Xie Xiaoben, and the little fool was so happy that he asked him to write it down and put it in his purse, saying that he wanted to bring it back to Tatar for Abu and Eji to see.