"Jinyu, have you ever heard of red shoes?"

"I've heard of an embroidered shoe."

"What is this?"

"Traditional folk ghost stories, very suitable for listening to before going to bed, it will be very fragrant to sleep after listening!"

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly felt that he should have left a pie residue for Li Jinyu just now, otherwise Li Jinyu would probably tell him ten bad jokes and twenty ghost stories.

Lu Xiaofeng has no opinion on listening to stories, and he is not afraid of ghosts, but he has no interest in ghost stories at all.

"You really don't know about Red Shoes?"

"You think I'll be interested in shoes?"

"This is what Jin Jiuling said to me, it is said that it is a special force hidden in the Twelve Fangs, all the members are women, and the leader is said to be able to rank in the top five of the beauty list."

"The forces related to beauties in the Twelve Fangs are nothing more than Miaoyin Fang, Red Sleeve Move, and Yang Liuxin, but in addition to these three, there is also a special force."

"What force?"

"Qixiufang!"

"Qixiufang? Could it be that there are seven beauties? ”

"The owner used to be on the beauty list, and under the owner, there are seven shows and thirteen hairpins, if it is really Qixiu Fang who committed the crime, I am not willing to take action."

"Why? Pity the fragrance and cherish the jade? ”

"Do you know who Qixiufang is?"

"A beautiful woman with a deep network?"

"Wrong! It's a hard-working person, the so-called Qixiufang, it's just a group of hard-working people who report to the group for warmth, and win a glimmer of life for the hard-working women of the Qinglou! ”

If you enter the Qinglou for one day, you will be a prostitute for life.

Even the seemingly beautiful Oiran is just a fish waiting to be slaughtered, and he doesn't sell his body to show his life, and he is just raising his value.

The beautiful Oiran lady doesn't sell it, and the old and decrepit people don't look down on it, so who will sell it?

Do you want the old bustard to take the stage in person?

As long as you enter the Qinglou, it is absolutely impossible to sell your art and not sell your body, in that dirtiest hell on earth, you don't sell it just because the price you give is not enough.

As long as enough price is given, even if it is the mercy of Miaoyinfang, Yang Liuxin's heart is willowy, and Ouyang Qing with red sleeves can't escape.

When you are old and decrepit, and you are sick, you will only be abandoned without hesitation, and there will be no warmth.

Even in a rich place like Luoyang, there is only one in a hundred who can save enough money to redeem themselves, and most of them sink into it, and finally die of desolation.

Some people don't know much about this, and even praise the life of Qinglou, saying that it is full of flowers, free, and not selling oneself.

The kind of person who is either stupid or bad makes Li Jinyu want to vomit in disgust.

No!

This kind of person cannot be called either stupid or bad, but stupid and bad, especially stupid, especially bad!

I don't know how many years ago, a force called "Qixiufang" appeared in the twelve squares of Luoyang City to provide a final shelter for those poor people.

The old and decrepit singer is not worth much, and the martial arts of the owner of Qixiufang are extremely high, after years of development, all parties in Luoyang have acquiesced to the existence of Qixiufang.

It's just that Qixiufang did not take the initiative to show up, but built some nunnery, Taoist temples, and charity halls.

The first is to settle those singers, the second is to often give porridge and rice to the poor around them, and the third is to teach poor women outside the city and teach them some crafts.

There is no need for skills such as blowing, playing and singing, just knowing a few words, being able to make tofu and preserves, and those who are dexterous can settle accounts, so that they have a way to settle down.

Li Jinyu said: "Lu Xiaofeng, what would you do if the owner of Qixiu Fang was in front of you now?" ”

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Bow down, I admire her noble qualities very much, such a person may eat black when he is short of money, but he will definitely not create so many blind people, and blind people are also hard-working people!" ”

Li Jinyu said: "So you understand why I don't want to make a move? Because my knife can't cut it! ”

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I remember, if it is according to this statement, could it be that Qixia Nunnery was also built by Qixiufang?" Jiang Qingxia is from Qixiufang? ”

Li Jinyu said: "There is this possibility, but I don't know if she is Qixiu or Thirteen hairpins!" ”

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Since you know so clearly, it means that you must have been in contact, I want to meet with the owner of Qixiufang, can you arrange it?" ”

Li Jinyu said: "Why? If you don't tell me why, I won't arrange it. ”

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Don't you understand? Jin Jiuling asked me to check the red shoes, and the red shoes are related to Qixiufang, which means that someone is eyeing Qixiufang, and there are likely to be undercover agents in Qixiufang. ”

Li Jinyu said: "Okay, I'll arrange it!" ”

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I'm curious, in what capacity did you befriend Qixiufang?" ”

Li Jinyu said: "Have you ever heard that three years ago, in the imperial examination, there was a person who made a lot of nonsense, saying that Ning wrote words in the Qinglou better than a high school jinshi. ”

Lu Xiaofeng said: "You have also taken the imperial examination?" ”

Li Jinyu said: "That is made up, but this identity has really existed." ”

endured the floating name and changed it to a shallow low singing.

Naturally, it is the big word man Liu Yong.

Whether it is Song Ci appreciation or literary history, Liu Yong is a name that can never be bypassed, as long as Song Ci is circulated in the world for a day, Liu Yong will be circulated for a day.

Liu Yong's words, of course Li Jinyu can memorize.

Li Jinyu doesn't like to be a copyist, firstly, because she really doesn't like it, and secondly, because she is worried about crashing.

After all, this is the world of comprehensive martial arts, if one day I memorize the first "Yulin Bell" with great interest, and suddenly someone jumps out and says plagiarism, wouldn't it be ridiculous and generous?

Li Jinyu's vest came from three years ago.

…… Split line three years ago......

Night!

Night!

Li Jinyu found a noodle shop.

The noodle shop is very small, just a small stall in the corner, but no matter how small, it can make a hot noodle soup and warm your stomach.

With a long cold night and a northerly wind, what's more appealing than a hot noodle soup?

The shopkeeper had just served a bowl of hot noodle soup, and someone leaned over from the dark alley.

Woman!

Woman wearing a string of jasmine flowers.

He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, but he had applied a lot of powder to his face and had not removed his makeup for several days.

Even this worst-quality incense powder is a rare luxury for her, and unless she can do a business, she will definitely not wash it off easily.

"This son, can you invite me to eat a bowl of noodles, eat a bowl of noodles from you, and I will accompany you for one night."

The woman's voice was very poignant, and it was evident that her stomach was very hungry and she was almost unsteady on her feet.

Li Jinyu said: "Another bowl of noodles!" ”

The boss quickly cooked a bowl of noodles, and the woman ate it at a very fast speed, for a person who had been hungry for a long time and didn't know where the next meal was, a bowl of noodles was obviously not enough, and she asked for another bowl.

The owner of the noodle stall is a real person, not only the noodle bowl is very large, but the noodles are also very real.

A skinny little woman can eat two large bowls in one go, without even leaving a little soup!

But if this may be the only food in the next three days, then I believe that the vast majority of people will not hesitate to drink all the noodle soup.

"Childe, after eating your two bowls of noodles, I ......"

Women, of course, can't keep their promises.

Her body is sick, even if she is willing, she doesn't care, Li Jinyu is absolutely impossible.

She was ready to be beaten up by Li Jinyu and spit out the noodles.

I just hope it can be lighter!

"After eating my two bowls of noodles, sing two tunes for me, can you sing tunes?"

"I can only sing some mountain songs, and they all say that I don't sing well, and it's not worth a penny."

"Then you sing this what I taught!"

The craft of life, of course, is learned quickly, and the woman quickly learned to write and tune, although she didn't know anything, but she knew that this piece was very good.

Li Jinyu left a tune, gave her a few pieces of broken silver, and was about to leave, when the woman suddenly bowed down and asked loudly: "Benefactor's surname?" ”

Li Jinyu waved her hand arrogantly: "Children of the rivers and lakes, how can you have a name and surname, just call me Liu Yong, I am ordered to fill in the words Liu Sanchang!" ”

The woman didn't know what it meant to "fill in the lyrics by order", but every time she finished singing, she would mention it.

Some people who know the rhythm of poetry and understand the meaning of the lyrics and songs, and the name begins to gradually become louder.

Li Jinyu was at the right time, and temporarily borrowed a song "Crane Soaring to the Sky: On the Gold List", but he didn't expect to have a name, and seeing that no one came out to say that he plagiarized, he was cheeky and continued to wear a vest.

As we all know, Li Jinyu still had to keep the body of a pure yang boy at that time, although he mixed in the Qinglou, he only listened to music and drank, and occasionally gave poems to him.

Over time, the name became bigger and bigger, and finally one day, when boating on the West Lake, I met the owner of Qixiufang by relying on "Looking at the Sea Tide and Southeast Shape Victory".

It was also at that time that Li Jinyu knew a secret, that is, Aunt Gongsun was the two.

Gongsun You!

Gongsun Ying!

Sun Lan, the grandson of Changgemen, is the niece of the two.

…… Ended three years ago......

Jin Jiuling's secret base.

Shahrhan laughed: "The gold and silver you have snatched are marked, and they need to be removed before they can be spent, and the jewelry, calligraphy and paintings need to be stolen, which is a very troublesome matter." ”

Jin Jiuling sneered: "So what? Do you have a way to sell the stolen goods? Do you have what it takes? ”

Shalkhan said: "To tell the truth, I have no way to play antiques, calligraphy and painting, but gold and silver are very simple, you must not forget, I am the best goldsmith in the world." ”

Jin Jiuling said: "I think you are the most vicious conspirator and the most vicious snake in the world. ”

Shahrhan said: "Vipers? How could I be a venomous snake? If I were a poisonous snake, at least half of the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were poisonous snakes, and the one sitting on the dragon chair was the most poisonous, ruthless, evil and evil snake king. ”

Jin Jiuling said: "What do I have to pay?" It's good to just say it, I don't have a lot of time. ”

Shahrhan said: "I need your way, casting gold and silver is not a one-man job, I need your help to find some helpers and help me get out." ”

Jin Jiuling said: "If I have the ability to transport the gold and silver out, how can I stay here?" ”

Shahrhan said: "I will cast the gold and silver into a way to transport, you only need to provide a way out of the city, you have been a head hunter for thirty years, if you don't even have a way out of the city, it will be too disappointing!" ”

Jin Jiuling said: "What else? ”

Sharhan said: "Of course, it is to smooth out the traces in it, and by the way, find a substitute for the dead ghost, this kind of thing, Jin Zhutou is much better than me." ”

Jin Jiuling said: "How can you guarantee that the ghost you chose for the dead is not me?" ”

Shahrhan said: "What I need is long-term cooperation, and besides, can't Jin Zhutou see the calculations such as framing and killing people?" ”

"Deal!"

Originally, he wanted Lu Xiaofeng or Qixiufang to be a substitute for the dead ghost, but now he has another choice.

I don't know why, every time I mention the three words of the black pot, Jin Jiuling will think of a big nose.

Thanks to the book friend Fat Ge for the reward

(End of chapter)