"Since you have entered our scene, you will choose a flower name for yourself~" Aunt Wen shook the silk handkerchief lightly, and a sense of charm was born with the swaying, "It doesn't matter if you haven't studied, it's enough to take a name with 'wind, flowers, snow, moon' and the like, our guests, all eat this set~"

A certain girl raised an expressionless stubborn face, and said blankly: "Jin Fugui." ”

............

Yuhua Building in Beijing, a dance and a piano move the world.

Each of them is a beautiful woman with good looks, and each has a talent that even the prime minister praises.

Some of them can play the piano well, some of them can play chess well, and some people are dancing in all directions.

Ahem, it's a pity that although they are innocent children who don't sell their bodies, this girl with a wonderful dance posture has never been revealed to the world with her true face.

It's just a flower name called - Jin Fugui.

......

"Alas, you say, this Jin Fugui shouldn't be some kind of big man, right? Otherwise, how could he dance that long sword so neatly?"

"That person is also very slim, why are you a big man?"

"Could it be some kind of ugly girl, or a mole on her face? Otherwise, it's been three years, why haven't you ever shown your true face?"

The chatter next to him did not stop, but Jin Fugui had already stopped.

Jin Fugui, who was dressed plainly and without makeup, was just about to go out to make soy sauce, but he happened to catch a glimpse of a familiar figure at the door.

That's it, today I didn't look at the yellow calendar.

I turned around and went back to my room.

People in the world say that this gold is rich and true and can be bought and sold for thousands of gold, but this girl often goes out to buy things without makeup, but she is too delicate and not too eye-catching.

Jin Fugui went back to the room and sat down, his head propped up on his hands, and he stared out the window in a daze.

It's been the third year, why haven't I waited for Wu Shilang to come? This Yuhualou has always been famous for its appearance and talent, and there are many officials who came here to redeem them, but why didn't they wait for him?

The light of the sword flashed in his eyes, and Jin Fugui's face regained its indifference.

......

"Fugui, you are really the signboard of our Yuhua Building!" Aunt Wen walked over with a smile, the original turbid jade fan in her hand had been replaced with an ice jade one, the fan bones were clear and translucent, and it was a good thing at first glance.

Jin Fugui is as wooden as ever.

Although he is wearing a veil, every time he dances, Jin Fugui doesn't know whether he is too demanding of himself or what, and even the expression under the veil is extremely in place, this looming smile, and the appearance of wanting to hide and be ashamed, also arouses many people to be even more curious about this face.

But every time he got off the stage, it seemed that the expression on his face had been exhausted, and Jin Fugui at this time became a whole wooden ball.

Aunt Wen saw that Jin Fugui didn't speak, and continued to sigh: "Look at you, every time you get off the stage, it's like I owe you money, why do you still have a wooden face? There was a girl in the first snow in our building, and he ransomed it for three thousand taels, and she served it at home with delicious food and drink, not to mention how happy she was. ”

Jin Fugui's eyes moved slightly, and there was finally a trace of expression on his face: "Is it? Aunt Wen also wants me to be ransomed?"

Aunt Wen's face was embarrassed for a moment, and then she smiled: "How can that be! You are our living signboard!"

Jin Fugui quietly turned his head to comb his makeup, and at an angle that Aunt Wen couldn't see, the corners of his lips hooked up a mocking smile: This Aunt Wen's little niece is also good at dancing, but it's a pity that since she came in, this little girl will no longer have the opportunity to be named on stage. This Aunt Wen, I guess I wish I was ransomed, so I can make a profit.

After dressing up, he put on his veil again, and a smile spread from the bottom of his heart to his face: since he is here, it is time to dance a good song.

The long sleeves swayed gently, the steps swayed gently, and Jin Fugui stepped on the tune and his clothes fluttered.

As if entering a no-man's land, Jin Fugui's song, with exquisite dancing posture and good figure, even took Aunt Wen and held her breath, for fear that she would miss any of her steps and regret it for the rest of her life.

At the end of the song, the audience applauded.

And Jin Fugui seemed to be a person who had nothing to do, he was not surprised, he was not happy, and he didn't even move his eyebrows, just stood on the stage and looked straight at a certain place.

Yes, sitting there is none other than the oily-faced, fat Wu Shilang.

This Wu Shilang was stared at by this beauty, and his heart was even more amazed. The first snow redeemed last time was already very amazing, but I didn't expect that three years later, today's girl is even more amazing than the first snow of the year.

Wonderful, really a wonderful beauty.

"Five thousand taels ......" Wu Shilang really made a move, and the five thousand taels of silver tickets were pulled out, and Aunt Wen's eyes lit up instantly.

The corners of Jin Fugui's lips are slightly hooked, good, very good.

The girls who were bought usually followed the buyer that night, and the rest of the luggage would be packed up by Aunt Wen and sent to them.

But he had just taken the first step towards Wu Shilang, when he heard a person behind him suddenly speak: "Twenty thousand taels." ”

His footsteps paused slightly, and annoyance flashed in his eyes.

"Oh, isn't this Qin Gongzi? What, I'm also interested in this girl today?" Aunt Wen stepped forward with a smile, she didn't expect this girl to be able to sell for 20,000 taels?

The corners of Wu Shilang's mouth twitched, looking at Qin Gongzi who was standing on the opposite side, heh, if it was someone else, he might have to grab it for this beauty, but this Yan Wang's son, who will be a proper Yan King in the future, has always been domineering, which onion is he?

It's just that, I can't afford to provoke it. Wu Shilang retracted the silver ticket in his hand glutinously.

Jin Fugui almost rolled his eyes to the sky: "Cut off the beard? Wu Shilang, you continue to rob it! You were robbed of face, didn't you see it!

Then he was really redeemed by this inexplicable Qin Gongzi.

Looking at the blue bricks and red tiles in front of him, the magnificent Shizi's Mansion, Jin Fugui was full of desolation.

Since the beating of Manchu's house was raided, killing Wu Shilang has become the only meaning of his life.

So what is it now? Failed revenge, and was ransomed by an inexplicable person, and then had fun for him, and lived a desolate life?

No, Jin Fugui doesn't want this kind of life.

The maids around him were branched out, and on the exquisite beams in the prince's mansion, Jin Fugui hung a dancing streamer woodenly.

"Chu Hanyi, although the two of us are not married, compared to this gentleman, I still keep my innocent body for you. He gritted his teeth and kicked the stool, his face full of determination.

With a "bang", Jin Fugui almost didn't feel any pain, when he heard the door kicked open, and then someone flew up and picked himself up lightly.

"Ahem...... Jin Fugui couldn't hold back, coughed twice, but the person in front of him sneered: "Heh, what kind of beauty should I be, I didn't expect it to be ordinary." ”

Jin Fugui didn't wear a veil, and he just took off his makeup again, so naturally he was not stunning.

Qin Hong put her on the bed and smiled: "Why, the master finally redeemed you, and you let the master lose 20,000 taels for nothing?"

Jin Fugui was suppressed in bed, although he had learned martial arts with his brother when he was a child, he couldn't struggle with Qin Hong's strength at this time: "What are you going to do! What does it matter if I live or die, anyway, I will show you!"

"What about the 20,000 taels, how can you compensate me?" Qin Hong smiled deeply, "It's better like this, when will you pay off the 20,000 taels for me, whether you live or die is up to you." ”

Jin Fugui looked at him with half-squinted eyes: "The life and death of the slave family are in the Shizi Mansion, is it difficult for the Shizi to go out to earn money and pay off debts?"

"Naturally not. Qin Hong's eyebrows raised slightly, "The master wants you to accompany the master to act." When the curtain is over, you can come and go as you please. ”

A dazed face.

However, a few days later, Jin Fugui knew what this "play" was.

Qin Hong, the son of King Yan, has the reputation of being idle, but he is doing a great thing that shakes the world - to give the court a big change.

This is the acquiescence of Emperor Lao'er, and it is also a sacrifice made by King Yan in order to save the whole family.

Above the court, relatives are autocratic. If you want to exchange blood, it will inevitably arouse the dissatisfaction of the ministers. And King Yan is in power, which has already aroused the suspicion of the emperor Lao'er, if he wants to keep the next line, he must do one last thing for the emperor Lao'er.

This is the agreement between King Yan and Emperor Lao'er - to clear the court court for him and protect the palace of King Yan.

And Jin Fugui is the best person for Qin Hong to cover up this big event.

Everyone says that since the prince of Yan Wang redeemed the beauty and returned home, he has been singing and dancing constantly, with delicious wine and food every day.

However, only Jin Fugui knows that in addition to dancing every day, teasing the birds, and grinding ink for the world, it is almost boring.

Such a life can be regarded as very good.

It's just that...... Jin Fugui silently glanced at the purge list drawn up by Qin Hong, and there was no Wu Shilang.

Back then, Wu Shilang wronged the Zhao family for his own selfish interests, shouldn't this be the target of purge?

Jin Fugui's hand under the table was twisted.

"Fugui, I haven't asked your name yet. Qin Hong quietly killed another important minister today, and now he was in a very good mood, and asked with a smile.

Jin Fugui lowered his eyes silently: "The slave family has no name. ”

Qin Hong's eyebrows jumped: "If you don't say it, then that's it." ”

The two were in the same study, but they were speechless.

But Wu Shilang's side has been in a hurry these days: the person above him has just been pulled off the horse, can his little life be saved?

But the more anxious I was, the more I couldn't find any traces.

But this person was by no means pulled off the horse for no reason, someone must have been making trouble behind his back.

Wu Shilang gritted his teeth, and the letter paper in his hand was crumpled into a ball: Since there is an enemy, let's start with the person who has an enemy!

Checking left and right, Wu Shilang, who was originally a headless fly, suddenly found out a dumbfounded matter: Zhao Jin of the Zhao family, escaped from prison that year and was not executed!

......

When the person holding the portrait came to Yuhua Building, Aunt Wen's face was pale: "This, this, how is this possible?!"

"How is this impossible?" Wu Shilang smiled fiercely, "Aunt Wen, don't tell me, you don't know this girl?"

Aunt Wen fell to her knees with a puff and cried: "My lord has wronged! When the slave family recruited someone in, how did she know that she was such an identity? Besides, didn't the slave family also serve you well for the first snow that she sent to you? The slave family really didn't mean to go against you!"

Wu Shilang's eyes flashed fiercely.

......

Jin Fugui's task today is to accompany his son on a trip. Ahem, pretend to travel. In fact, it is to continue to collect intelligence in a different place.

When he was bored, Jin Fugui raised his eyes and looked at Qin Hong, who was reading the pigeon message carefully: I don't know if we see each other every day or what, but the more I look at this person, the better he looks, and the more he ...... Some of them are like Han Brother.

Shaking his head as if he was awake: No way. Han Yi's brother is a hero on the battlefield, how can he be this bookish and angry son.

Suddenly hearing the cold swishing sound of the dark arrow, Qin Hong reached out and encircled Jin Fugui in his arms without thinking.

The cold arrow slashed across his waist, Qin Hong snorted in pain, but he also gritted his teeth and hugged Jin Fugui and turned around and went up to the beam.

The guards outside also noticed the secret weapon and set off quickly, but the assassin was captured in a few moments, but the assassin had already committed suicide in fear.

Jin Fugui was so frightened that his face turned white, and when he touched the blood on this person's waist, his face turned a little whiter: "Shizi!"

"Call me Brother Hong. Qin Hong smiled on his face, but his voice was very empty.

Jin Fugui stretched out his hand to push angrily, but heard a loud sound of smashing the ground.

"Shizi!" Jin Fugui hurriedly found someone to call a doctor, but this person didn't know why, he was lying on the bed with a pale face, but he didn't wake up.

"Miss Jin, the prince is poisoned!" The guard was so worried that he even cried.

Jin Fugui gritted his teeth, remembering that when he was the eldest lady of the Zhao family, there was an antidote pill in the dressing box all year round. turned around and rushed out of the door, but someone grabbed his shoulder: "Zhao Jin, the daughter of the criminal minister!"

turned back with a pale face, and it was really Wu Shilang who was smiling fiercely.

......

"Zhao Jin, the daughter of the criminal minister, cut it in half!" said the jailer.

But Jin Fugui, who originally wanted to commit suicide, was very anxious at the moment: "Brother Jailer, I'm not afraid of death, but I beg you for something!" Quickly took a Bingcui bead from his neck and handed it to the jailer, "Big brother, look at it, this jade is in good condition, I don't ask for anything else, I just want you to help me get something and send it to the Shizi Mansion!"

The jailer looked at Zhao Jin, who was not crying or making trouble, and a touch of sympathy flashed in his eyes: "Miss Zhao, I was also a soldier under General Chu Hanyi before, and I know that he has a deep affection for you. Although I can't save your life, I will take what you need and send it to the son. ”

Jin Fugui breathed a sigh of relief: he was actually the one who meant his brother. Chu Hanyi, even if you disappear out of thin air, you still give me such a favor.

On the day of the beheading, Jin Fugui washed his face in the clean water sent by the jailer, and gently pulled his hair in a bun, in this life, he was ashamed of failing to avenge the Zhao family, and he was ashamed of failing to thank Qin Hong.

It's just that this guilty thought has just started, and Jin Fugui was put on his head with a sack.

When I saw the light of day again, I saw a face that had disappeared for four years.

"Brother Meaning......" Jin Fugui choked up, and wanted to say something more, but the person in front of him suddenly laughed: "I told you earlier, I want to call me Brother Hong." ”

The human skin fell, and Jin Fugui's heart skipped a beat.

......

The Zhao family's unjust case was Shen Xue, and Wu Shilang was sentenced to beheading. Zhao Jin recovered the body of the noble daughter of the Zhao family, and stepped into the Zhao family's mansion with a song, but heard the sound of firecrackers behind him.

"Miss Zhao, the prince has given you a dowry gift!"