I'm really not the carpenter emperor

"If it's a false accusation, it's not a big problem, but if it's true, the law is merciless, and the laws of Ming Dynasty are here, so there's nothing I can do about it."

Xiong Rulin was delighted when he heard the words.

"It's so good, it's so good!"

"If my brother does such stupid things, I don't want to save him either!"

Chapter 862 Song Shi Nandu Ji

Xiong Rulin knows that what he has been asking for all along may be just a random word for the rich kid in front of him.

His eyes were full of gratitude, "He was originally from the British government, no wonder he has such courage. I heard that the imperial court re-granted real power to the five armies' governor's mansion. This is the most proud time for warriors since Yongle."

"Brother Xiong really thinks so?" Zhu Youxiao really wanted to know the people's thoughts on implementing many new policies for him, and he rarely showed any concern.

Xiong Rulin also noticed the change in his expression and said:

"I'm not talking nonsense. Today's Emperor Qi is the lord of sages. If the former dynasty suppresses martial arts, promotes literature and curbs abuses, in my opinion, the five-army governor's mansion should have been rectified long ago."

The two were chatting when suddenly there was a commotion downstairs.

Yun Wuse smiled and said: "After singing a song, it's time for the diners to spend a lot of money and use their own means to order the next song."

"However, this Lin Cong'er has always looked at people rather than money, and talent rather than appearance. His heart is like a needle under the sea, and he can't figure it out."

While speaking, Lin Cong'er on the stage had already sung a song, still holding the pipa half-hidden, and suddenly a man who looked like a scholar shouted:

"What a picture of a beauty singing!"

Lin Cong'er glanced coldly, as if rejecting people thousands of miles away, but her wonderful eyes seemed to be seductive, which made the scholar's heart flutter, not only did not retreat, but raised a glass instead.

"It's such a big fragrance, it's so tangy, what's on the stage at the moment, isn't it a few pots of ancient plums in full bloom?" He laughed loudly:

"My generation of scholars has studied hard for more than ten years, serving the country, and the country is unparalleled! Let me enjoy the blessings under the red plum blossoms!"

After saying that, he used his hands and feet together, and was about to climb up the stage.

Lin Cong'er looked at this prodigal son who looked like a scholar, and said coldly: "You have the nerve to call yourself a national scholar who has read poetry and books, have all the books been read into the dog's stomach?"

The scholar was so choked that his face was blue and red, and before he could speak, the proprietress ordered from the audience: "Throw this man out!"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, a big man with a strong body and round waist stopped in front of the scholar, and threw him out of the building like a chicken.

Seeing the scholar being thrown out, there was even more booing from below.

A rich man dressed in white satin clothes stood up, holding a valuable folding fan in his hand, Shi Shiran bowed to the stage and said:

"Miss Cong'er, how about singing Song Shi Nandu Ji?"

After saying that, he waved his hand slightly, and immediately a servant stepped forward and threw a few silver ingots into the arms of the proprietress. The latter smiled all over his face and hurriedly greeted:

"Cong'er, let's sing the song Nandu Ji!"

Lin Cong'er's wonderful eyes moved, and she sang again, and the son who ordered the song also beat the folding fan on the palm of his hand, and sat in the seat closest to the stage.

He stared at Lin Cong'er intently, but the latter seemed to have not seen it at all, completely intoxicated in his own repertoire world.

The spacious lobby is filled with the aroma of wine and sandalwood from the incense burner.

Dozens of people sat or stood in groups of three or five, talking and laughing around a dozen round marble tables carved with red sandalwood.

On the east and west sides of the second floor, several sets of identical red sandalwood carved wooden tables, tables and chairs are used to separate several small rooms, facing the main hall.

The people in the hall are either rich or noble, and they only need to lower their eyebrows a little to see the scenery on the stage.

It has to be said that this woman's voice is long and melodious, which is very pleasant to listen to. Zhu Youxiao leaned back on the Taishi's chair comfortably, and looked at the two people beside him.

Yun Wuse was joking: "How about we order a song too? Such a wonderful person will sing for you and me. It's a good thing!"

"No need!" Xiong Rulin waved his hands again and again, "You still don't know me? I like to sit alone and drink, listen to people's words, the audience's personnel affairs, savor carefully, it's a lot of fun!"

Yun Wuse laughed, but did not answer.

After the prelude was sung, after drinking for three rounds, the drums and music in the building sounded together.

Amidst the applause of the diners, the actors came on stage, and accompanied by Lin Conger's slow singing of the first piece, they staged a vivid picture scroll.

Nandu Ji, sang about the Jin people forcing the Song Dynasty to move south.

The first one is the capture of the two emperors, the shame of Jingkang.

Actors played the role of golden men, captured Song Huizong, Song Qinzong and his son, Zhao royal family, harem concubines, nobles, and courtiers were all crying, shaking their sleeves, and lost their souls.

Then came the second time, Zhao Gou succeeded to the throne and moved south to Jiankang, but he didn't think about the Northern Expedition and was intoxicated by party struggles.

In the third attack, the Yue family's army went on the Northern Expedition, winning consecutive battles.

The crowd cheered and applauded, and the hall was full of laughter.

In the fourth episode, the treacherous minister Qin Hui was favored, and the twelve gold medals called Yue Fei back to Beijing, where he was unjustly killed on trumped-up charges. Lin Cong'er's voice turned sad.

The diners in the arena were completely intoxicated, seeing this, they all gritted their teeth and clenched their fists, and the scholars also frowned, shouting and cursing endlessly.

"Kill!"

A rough man stood up against the table, his eyes wide open, "Qin Hui really deserves to die, but that Zhao Gou is also a fatuous master, he can't compare to the current sage!"

In the eyes of the spectators around, the faint king Zhao Gou favored the treacherous minister Qin Hui and killed the hero Yue Fei, he should be scolded by everyone, and both civil and military looked down on him.

Remembering the current peaceful world, I suddenly realized that the Mingjun and the Holy Lord were not easy to come by.

So in the sixth game, when the Jin soldiers were advancing rapidly, when Zhao Gou and the treacherous minister Qin Hui fled south in a hurry, not only did Lin Cong'er's playing and singing sounds rushed, but also the audience burst into applause, and the crowd shouted wildly for retribution, and the noise almost overturned up the roof.

"Crack!" There was another sound from the mountain, and a thin, serious scribe jumped up and shouted, "How unreasonable! It's out of place!"

Although his face was flushed with anger, he was still restraining himself, and finally changed into a slightly calm tone, sat down and said:

"It's so filthy, how can I look at it again? Get water quickly!"

A diner on the side asked, "How about getting water?"

The man said: "Clean your eyes and ears, so that you can stay clean!"

Someone shouted: "Brother Tai said well, bring me some water too!"

"Get water!"

The scholars shouted loudly, and the proprietress took the opportunity to increase the price, but with such a temperament, no one cared about such a small amount of money.

The copper quilts were still in the disc, and as the troupe left, Lin Cong'er's singing gradually stopped, and the audience stood up one after another and cheered loudly.

Zhu Youxiao was leaning on the railing on the second floor at this time, watching the whole process, his chest was a little moved.

At this moment, the rich man downstairs stood up and said with a smile:

"The singing of Miss Cong'er is in my ears, like the sound of nature, 1000 taels, can I have the honor to invite a girl to play and sing for me alone?"

Lin Cong'er did not give this face, and said indifferently:

"The little girl is grateful for the young master's liking, but there has never been a precedent for a little girl to play and sing alone, not to mention that 1000 taels of silver is really not in my eyes."

The rich man was taken aback for a moment, then smiled slightly, and said: "I'm in Lu Kang, my father Lu Wanlin, in view of my Lu family's thin face, can the girl appreciate it?"

Hearing this, everyone was amazed.

Chapter 863 The Holy Maiden of the White Lotus

It turned out to be Lu Kang, the son of the Lu family!

The Lu family is a wealthy merchant in the Northwest. At the end of the third year of the Apocalypse, Lu Wanlin, the head of the Lu family, was selected as the branch president of the Northwest Imperial Chamber of Commerce for his meritorious service in assisting the imperial court in controlling the border tea and horse trade.

The diners looked at the two handsome people who met at first sight, and whispered anecdotes about the talent and fame of the young master of the Lu family.

Lu Kang and Lin Cong'er looked at each other, each in amazement.

The surroundings are also full of low-pitched discussions about the two men's talents, women's looks, wealth and skills.

"...People say that this Lu Kang is in his early twenties, but he was born suave and suave, has read a lot of poetry and books, and has the capacity to be a public servant. After the Lu family joined the Royal Chamber of Commerce, he became even richer..."

"...You know, his father is Lu Wanlin, the head of the Northwest branch of the Imperial Chamber of Commerce. He has a lot of money. How much money would that be!"

"But I heard that Mr. Lu has no intention of going into business. He is only [-] years old, and he has already learned a lot. He plans to participate in Chunwei this year and fight for his own body."

"Weird, weird..."

Sure enough, Lin Cong'er, who looked like a stranger, turned around at this time, and said softly, "It's the son of the Lu family, the little girl is disrespectful."

Lu Kang said calmly: "It's okay, since Miss Cong'er has never sang alone, it's a pity today..."

After saying that, he smiled at Lin Cong'er and turned to leave.

Lin Cong'er's eyes flickered, she stretched out her hand and said, "My lord, stay away..."

Lu Kang breathed a sigh of relief, turned around amidst the exclamations of the crowd, and said with a smile, "What? Miss Cong'er, what else can I order?"

"The little girl sells herself to the Dingxiang Pavilion, whether she sings or not, I don't care."

When the proprietress heard the implication, Lin Cong'er actually agreed, and the other party was the son of the Lu family, so she couldn't knock a penny hard.

Over the years, this Lin Cong'er can be regarded as the top card of Dingxiang Pavilion.

But he has always sold his art and not his body, no matter how many rich children come here and spend a lot of money, there is still no exception for him.

Who would have imagined that, as soon as the young master of the Lu family came, he half-pushed and half agreed.

The proprietress only thought that he was right, she didn't think about it carefully, she was full of the generous silver taels she was about to get.

In her opinion, if Lin Cong'er took over the job of playing and singing alone, even if she didn't sell herself, she would have made a fortune long ago, so why bother to be an old bustard here.

She was afraid that this matter would fail, so she hurried forward:

"Young masters of the Lu family are few and rich, so it's no wonder our Cong'er is willing to make an exception, so... 1 taels!"

"Hey! 1 taels!" A rough guy at the bottom muttered, "The proprietress, could it be that she has fallen into the eyes of money, even if it's Qinhuai Bayan, it wouldn't be such a high price!"

"That's right, lady boss, it's too tall!"

1 taels is indeed not a small amount. If it is given to an ordinary family, it can turn a poor family into a master in an instant.

Lu Kang looked at Lin Cong'er again, feeling a little reluctant in his heart, but he still gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "1 taels is still fair."

"It's really a stupid person with a lot of money..." Zhu Youxiao muttered upstairs, just at this moment, all the diners around were silent in extreme shock.

Therefore, this sound seemed very abrupt.

Everyone looked up and saw Zhu Youxiao and three people in the small room on the second floor.

Zhu Youxiao was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect this to be okay.

When I came down today, it looked like I was out to play. In fact, Zhu Youxiao came to secretly investigate the saint of the White Lotus Sect. According to the secret report of the Jiaoshifu, the saint is in Xi'an city.

Therefore, I have no intention of competing with these people for the first night of an actor.

Just as he was about to make some concessions, Lu Kang noticed his attire and thought he was here to fight for it, so he snorted coldly and said:

"Where did this rich man come from? If you want to listen to the singing alone with Miss Cong'er, I'm afraid it's too late!"

"No, no, I just said it casually." When asked about it, Zhu Youxiao had no choice but to put down what was on his lips, cupped his hands and said with a smile:

"Master Lu, don't worry about it. I'm from the capital, but my family is really not a rich family, just a little bit of money."

Lu Kang looked at this person carefully, feeling a little surprised in his heart. He traveled all over the Northwest and met the children of various families and powerful families, but he had never seen anyone like this.

Although the person in front of him looks like a fool, his slender eyebrows and long eyes are as bright as a jade tree facing the wind, and his speech and demeanor give people a sense of oppression.

In fact, while Lu Kang was sizing up Zhu Youxiao, Lin Cong'er was also looking at this side with a frown.

She bit her thin lips, as if she wanted to see through the person in front of her.

For Lu Kang, when they met each other, his thoughts were already written on his face, but for the people on the second floor, she really couldn't understand them.

He obviously looks like a dandy who doesn't care about world affairs, but his speech and demeanor can always give people a very credible feeling.

Lu Kang snorted coldly, not believing what Zhu Youxiao said, and said:

"This young man, bid."

There was a little helplessness on Zhu Youxiao's face, "Since Mr. Lu doesn't believe it, then I will leave. Is that okay?"

Lu Kang clenched his fists as he watched Zhu Youxiao, who walked away without hesitation, and didn't even look at Lin Cong'er.

At this time, Xiong Rulin from behind suddenly shouted: "Don't go, brother Huang, isn't your family familiar with the British government? Are you still afraid of this second generation!"

Zhu Youxiao's footsteps stopped, and the surrounding hall was full of exclamations.