Chen Qiusheng walked quickly to the front of the house, looking at the porridge shop set up in the alley on the corner of the street, the soup kitchen man scooped out spoonfuls of white porridge from the bucket, some of the homeless people used broken bowls to pick up, those who did not have bowls used their hands, and some even opened their mouths directly and shouted, "Give me a stutter!"

Such a miserable scene fell into Chen Qiusheng's eyes one after another, and at this moment, he finally discovered the difference between himself and Gu Yaozhi.

He is the lintel of the Chen family, and Gu Yaozhi is the one who understands the people best.

For the first time, he realized that he was so wrong that he couldn't help but hang his head in remorse, his lips and teeth fluttering.

"Qiu Sheng, you are Qingtian." Gu Yaozhi's voice came from behind him, "But all the people want is a mouthful of hot rice, and for the sake of this meal, they would rather not be fair."

"Man." Chen Qiusheng sighed for a long time, "This character is not easy to write, and it is not easy to do."

"Don't be angry." Gu Yaozhi helped Chen Qiusheng's stumbling figure, "You just listen to me this time, okay?" Z.br>

Chen Qiusheng grabbed his hand, his fingers tightly clasped Gu Yaozhi's arm, and he raised his head.

"Remote ......"

His red eyes were full of tears, and his lips and teeth trembled more and more, but he couldn't say anything when the words came to his mouth.

"I know." Gu Yaozhi helped him comfort, "I understand."

When the two returned to the study, Bai Yi was still shaking the paper fan freely, and he looked at the inkstone calmly and asked, "How?"

Gu Yaozhi grabbed Chen Qiusheng's wrist, looked at the back of the white clothes, and asked softly, "Tell me your conditions."

"We're going to pay for the dam to build the port." Bai Yi tapped his shoulder with a paper fan, "There is another condition."

Gu Yaozhi glanced at Chen Qiusheng, and waited for him to nod before asking, "What conditions?"

Bai Yi leaned on the back of the chair and turned his head, saying, "May 20 draft, the daughter of Yanzhou who entered the palace to run for election has to be replaced."

Gu Yaozhi's face was puzzled, he thought for a while, and asked, "Who do you want to condemn?"

Bai Yi played with a paper fan and looked at people, chuckled and said, "I heard that there is a singer in Yanzhou, and her voice can be described as a natural sound. Let her replace the daughter of the Jiang family and enter the palace."

Gu Yaozhi asked in shock, "Singer? Who are you talking about?"

Syllable!

The paper fan suddenly unfolded to block half of the white clothes, and words came from behind the pale fan.

"Dream Girl."

The people of Yanzhou at the moment of the catastrophe are not living, but the fireworks alley where singing and dancing is still overcrowded.

The white clothes covered half of their faces with fans, but the exposed eyes scanned the passers-by left and right, and the narrow alleys were full of ragged homeless people, who begged for food when they saw the richly dressed passers-by, but the nobles pinched their noses and shrank back, as if they had seen dead flies, and their faces were full of disgust.

"The water is like this, but the flower alleys in Yanzhou are still so prosperous." Bai Yi's eyes showed a little pity, "It's really ......."

The mist of the steamer was accompanied by water mist in the air of the streets and alleys, Gu Yaozhi was dressed in a cloth shirt, and there were patches sewn on his shoulders, looking like a poor sour talent who went out to hang out.

The fog obscured his figure and looked hazy, but the pace was unhurried, making Bai Yi feel that this person was a steady person.

"Zhumen's wine and meat stink." He squinted his eyes up at the figure reflected in the paper window, and the sight of the glass of wine made him chuckle, and he turned his head and said, "There are frozen bones on the road."

Bai Yi felt true affection when he heard the words, but the person in front of him was foggy, so he couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

"These are foot merchants and merchants from foreign lands." The white clothes stepped on a puddle of water, and the rippling ripples were flickering candles and the ambiguity of warm colors, "In this way, Yanzhou is full of business opportunities."

"That's why I'm in favor of building a port." Gu Yaozhi stopped in front of an elegant green building, "Taking advantage of the big water in Yanzhou, foreign businessmen bought tea at a cheap price. The tea in Yanzhou is the best, and at this time, buying it at a low price and selling it outside is a huge profit."

He bowed and stretched out his arms, the wide cuffs falling down, obscuring the bleak sight on the side of the road.

Bai Yi understood, Gu Yao

I know that I don't have a friendship with him, and I don't want to have any friendship.

There is only business between them.

"Do you have a unique insight into business?" After returning the salute, Bai Yi was not polite, and stepped into the threshold first, "I know a little bit about this tea, but the money earned under this disaster is not very good for reputation."

Gu Yaozhi followed into the door, and his mother came over with a round fan as soon as he shouted. He slapped his mother twice, and immediately beckoned the man to clean up the table, which was obviously a frequent visitor.

"Businessmen don't have to pick and choose when they make money, and it's bold to make money if they can." Gu Yaozhidu walked calmly on the red carpet, "The most difficult thing to earn in this world is the money of the living, and all the money that is easy to earn is on the dead."

The man pulled the cloth off his shoulder and wiped the table, and then smiled and threw his hand at the two of them.

After the two of them were polite, they sat casually at the small square table in the hall near the stage, and the melon and fruit snacks were full of them, Gu Yaozhi touched the melon seeds and knocked his mouth, making a crisp sound of "click".

Bai Yi smelled the fragrance of fat powder in the air, inhaled a little before putting away the fan, he looked around and asked, "...... this dream girl?"

"Why?" Gu Yaozhi's hand holding the melon shell pointed to the front of the stage, "I'll come out soon."

The white clothes looked in the direction he pointed, and the maids on both sides of the stage snuffed out the candles, while two candlesticks covered with glazed orange fell in the air above.

The candle flame flickered slightly, the glass was as thick as mist, and a woman in red gauze stepped onto the stage from the stage with exquisite dance steps. The arm outside the gauze sleeve is as white as a lotus root, and the bare feet are as small as jade. And that countenance, against the backdrop of the blurry candlelight, showed a pitiful and stunning countenance.

There was silence.

The sound of the strings sounded, and in the slow outline, the woman raised her arm and let the sleeves fall. The fingers twisted, the face was slightly sideways, and then the music danced.

The sound of singing and dancing was slow and tactful, and the woman's singing and dancing was soft and ambiguous, which made all the spectators in the audience look intently, and even the sound of breathing seemed to be at this moment.

"This is the person you're looking for." Gu Yaozhi leaned over with his elbows propped up on the small table, "Mengniang."

This is the second time Bai Yi has seen Meng Niang, and the last time she saw her, she was separated from Jiang Baichuan. But the dance she dances now is the same as last time, it's still the same song.

Hopefully, the husband returns.

The song is poignant, and the dream girl dances with her eyes closed, dancing selflessly in the music. She seemed to ignore everyone in the audience, only in her mind, in her heart, recalling the green shirt shadow in her heart.

"The huge waves rush eastward, and the husband is lonely in spring and autumn."

Mengniang's mouth is like a heavenly sound, her voice is delicate and throbbing, and her voice is as thick as honey. When everyone present heard such a song, their faces were moved, and many of the women who hooked the fence were fascinated and red-eyed.

"After many years, I have not seen tears, and I stand at the mouth of the river."

She turned around in a circle, her red dress and gauze skirt danced, and her pink ankles were clasped with footbells, which made a crisp sound between the jingle and swaying, which was particularly refreshing. She stopped and turned to look back, the sadness on her side was unbearable, and several spectators in the audience clenched their wine glasses and breathed heavily.

"The river eventually returns to the sea, and the appointment is rare to begin."

Mengniang lifted it out of thin air, her expression was melancholy, and her teeth bit her lower lip unwillingly, and her expression was all kinds of reluctance and reluctance. This scene made the man bow his head sideways and did not want to look at it, but the women who were obsessed with watching from afar sobbed and cried tears.

"Red Note and Jiang Zhou again."

She raised her arm again, and she was retracting it in a way that wanted to refuse it, and then her lowered eyes slowly opened, and her expression was full of anticipation, and her hand was raised and pushed forward again, and her lips opened lightly, and she said, "Call Junlang to go back."

The sound of the piano was sluggish, slowly falling, and only the remaining notes were spread out.

The silence of the whole audience was like an eternal tomb, and the empty surroundings became a little more angry after a moment, and the sound of rough breathing came and went. Amid the sobbing, the women applauded with tears in their eyes and applauded silently.

But Mengniang was in a daze when she was around, and then she lowered her eyes in disappointment.

"She's dancing better than ever." Bai Yi took a deep breath and said, "She's one

I'm going to come out on top in the draft."

Gu Yaozhi spit out the melon seed shell, squinted his eyes slightly and stared at Mengniang, and said, "She is a prostitute in the Qinglou, if the matter of replacing her into the palace is leaked out, it will be the crime of the Nine Clans."

"Chen Qiusheng will definitely not allow this matter, he still has a mustard in his heart." Bai Yi took a sip of the tea lid, "But fortunately, with you, he can tolerate this."

Gu Yaozhi looked at him, he put down the melon seeds and clapped his hands, and only after taking a sip of tea did he turn his head and wave to his mother.

The mother happily twisted her waist and walked over, she bent down with a thick face of powder, and asked, "Gu Zhoumu has taken a fancy to the Oiran?"

"Mom, I haven't been here much, so I didn't think about it." Gu Yaozhi raised his chin lightly towards Mengniang on the stage, "You have a treasure hidden here."

"Yo~ Look at what Lord Zhou said." Mom smiled with bright eyes, "If you see it, you tell the slave. These days, the businessmen who came from outside wanted to take over Mengniang for days, but they all grabbed their heads and quarreled next to each other, and they almost didn't do anything, and they all wanted to have a spring supper with Mengniang. But now you are willing to appreciate the light, and the slave and maid will push those merchants out of the house, and they will have to do something for you."

Mom smiled brightly, Gu Yaozhi also laughed, he raised his chin towards the white clothes sitting on the side, and said, "I have a guest today, you make arrangements, Mengniang, it's covered."

"Yes." Mom grinned widely, "Originally, the guests had to fight every night. But you speak, you can do anything. Don't say that there is more money and less money, just say that there is no money. Your face is worth a lot of money in Yanzhou."

Gu Yaozhi knocked the melon seeds, his eyes squinted, and he said lightly: "That depends on the meaning of the guest."

The mother shrewdly turned her head to look at Bai Yi and smiled, and asked hesitantly, "This master, what do you ......think?"

"It's boring to wrap up." Bai Yi opened the paper fan and shook it slowly, "Bought it."

When my mother heard this, the laughter suddenly stuck in her throat, and after a while, she stiffened and smiled, and said, "Master, this is our new Oiran, Big Horn."

Bang.

With a soft sound, Bai Yi took out a piece of gold from his sleeve and placed it on the table.

My mother's eyes lit up, and she was about to speak, but after thinking about it, she covered her mouth and nose with a round fan and said, "Master, what are you doing......

Bang.

The white cloth took out another piece of gold and set it on the table.