The old bustard came out of the door, the smile on his face deepened, and when the turtle saw this, he greeted him: "How is it, Cui Niang?" Did Xiangyu agree? ”

The lanterns in the building have been lit up one after another, and the girls who are performing tonight have begun to put on makeup and change clothes, and the old bustard took a look at the steps in the middle of the building, and saw the crowded people pouring into the building, so he smiled and hummed, and ordered in a good mood: "Okay, Miss Xiangyu has agreed, you go and bring the guests here, and I will personally send them in." ”

The turtle prince happily agreed, and asked with some hesitation: "This, if Lu Juma knows about it......

Lu Ziqian is the steward of this Baoding Mansion, especially the gambling house, he came to check the accounts in and out, Xiangyu is his favorite, whenever he comes, the customary rules Xiangyu does not accept customers, only accompanies him.

The turtle was afraid that Lu Ziqian would be unhappy and come to find trouble at that time.

For the old bustard, there is no such trouble, she snorted coldly, and retorted in a weird way: "What, this Baoding surname is Lu?" Okay, everyone takes care of their own affairs, and we don't have to point fingers at the gambling house, right? But our business here, why do we have to obey his assignment for everything? What's the matter, are we inferior or what? Do you have to look at his face like that? ”

Speaking of this, she was deeply resentful: "Every time she comes back, Xiangyu always can't pick up customers for ten days and half a month, she is our living signboard here, how much did we spend to buy it from Jiangnan?" If his surname Lu is really so affectionate, then he will redeem Miss Xiangyu and take them away! He's a good ......."

Isn't this just prostitution?

Gui Gong coughed a few words, and gestured upstairs to Xiangyu's room, telling the old bustard not to say any more, and he was busy bringing the guests up.

The old bustard immediately greeted him with a smile on his face: "Hey, please come inside the guest officer, I'll let people rectify the first-class banquet and send it in, Miss Xiangyu is ready!" ”

Compared with Lu Ziqian, an uncle who has to smash things to show his face at every turn, the old bustard really likes these young rich boys, they give money one by one and are generous, and there are not so many things, they are really easy to serve.

Especially this son, this time, looks really, no worse than the girl in the building.

Brother Gongzi was very generous, and gave a silver ticket of 1,000 taels: "This is a deposit, send the best wine and food, don't come in and bother us again, don't let other guests order the brand of Xiangyu girl, and wait for me to come out tomorrow, and there will be a reward of 3,000 taels." ”

One night, a total of four thousand taels!

Even if it is the top brand that is now popular in Beijing, it is usually difficult to meet such customers!

The old bustard took a look at it, and saw that it was the money order of Baoqing Qianzhuang, when even the teeth of the smile were not visible: "It should be, it should be, although the guest officer can rest assured, no one will disturb your Yaxing tonight, come on, come on, please upstairs." ”

Downstairs is lively, the dance program has begun, many beautiful girls standing on the field with musical instruments, all looking upstairs with some envy and jealousy.

I don't know when I'll be able to stay upstairs and get my money.

The old bustard was too lazy to care about them so much, so he led the guests into the door, and told Xiangyu to serve them well, so he took the door and went out.

Xiangyu was still holding her lute, lowering her eyes and plucking the strings a few times, as if she had no reaction to the guests who came in, and after a while, she turned her head in some surprise to look at the quiet and somewhat over-the-top guest.

This guest is unlike any other guest in the past.

The other men, as soon as they came in, began to pounce on her, even if they were sanctimonious, they inevitably had to say something self-righteous to show their difference, as if they could also show their character when they visited the Qinglou.

But this man only sat quietly, and he had been sitting for a quarter of an hour.

The singing and dancing outside has begun, and gradually there are laughter and applause coming in, as well as the women's laughter and the men's teasing words, Qinglou is not good at all, I don't know any subtlety and don't need any courtesy, righteousness and shame, as long as you can afford the price, anything can be sold.

Xiangyu glanced at the burning candlestick, and said in a surging tone: "I have heard that a thousand gold buys laughter, but I have never heard of a thousand gold buying to sit together, does the son want to spend a thousand gold to sit alone here for a night today?" ”

She didn't look up to the man because he was quiet.

For her, men are all the same, no matter how different they are on the outside, in their bones, they actually rely on their lower body to think.

It's just that some people are more able to pretend to be some.

The atmosphere downstairs was even more lively, and the cheers and applause were about to drown out people's ears, in such an atmosphere, Xiangyu was suddenly frightened, and the pipa in her hand was not hugged for a while, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Fortunately, at this time, there was a lot of noise outside, and no one would be able to hear even if there was a murder here.

She was trembling all over, looking at the person in front of her in disbelief and with a complicated expression, and mustered up the courage to ask, "Who are you?" How could it be ......" She stood up, her thin body seemed to be unable to bear it, propped up the table and threw herself forward, grabbed a piece of clothing in the man's hand, and asked with teary eyes: "How do you have this thing?" Who the hell are you? ”

Cui Minglou stared at her vigorously, and saw that her tears quickly wet the clothes in her hands, and then said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that Miss Su, how did you end up in this place?" ”

He sighed softly: "You are Su Forsythia." ”

Su Forsythia, no one has called her by this name for many years, so long that she has almost forgotten that her surname is Su, and she has a place to be.

Xiangyu held her clothes and tears rained down.

I don't know why, when she existed as Xiangyu, she didn't think it was an intolerable thing to laugh, anyway, it was just a life, and those people loved it, as long as she didn't care too much about herself and didn't take herself too seriously, then ordinary humiliation was nothing.

However, when the name of St. John's Whist was mentioned again, her uncontrollable finger spasms and almost broke her palm.

Cui Minglou no longer sells Guanzi, and bluntly shows his identity: "Maybe Sister Su, you don't know me anymore, I'm Cui Minglou." ”

Su Lianqiao raised his head reluctantly, stared directly at the person in front of him, and didn't say anything again for a long time.