Troubled Times: Start with 800 Dead Soldiers

He never thought that he would hurry up and arrive a step too late. Coach Lin had already been escorted out.

Thinking of this, he asked again: "What about Coach Lin's family?"

"It's not convenient for me to know this. I just heard that life is not very easy. Coach Lin has been assassinated. Mrs. Lin's ending will definitely not be good."

Hearing what the old bustard said, Su Xia pondered for a moment. Suddenly, there was a noise outside the door!

This sound is very discordant!

"Don't stop me, what a bullshit Lime girl, you're pretending to be immature. I spent 200 taels of silver today. I don't believe it. I can't sleep with her."

Su Xia was thinking about how to get more information from the old bustard, but her thoughts were completely confused by the drunkard outside the house, and she was extremely irritable inside.

The madam stood up and said angrily: "Who is making such a noise?"

A maid hurriedly came in and reported: "It's Mr. Xu. I can't say anything good. He drank too much and insists on sleeping with Miss Qing Ning!"

The madam hurriedly approached the window to look, frowning.

Su Xia asked casually: "Which yameni is causing trouble? Gao yameni?"

"It's not Gao Yanei, it's Mr. Cao, the Yanei family of the Yushi Zhongcheng family. What happened to him today?"

"It seems that I drank too much flower wine and couldn't understand the poems, so I had to find the lime girl." The maid explained in a low voice.

When Su Xia walked out of the room, he saw two brothel girls pulling him and saying, "Ya Nei, Ya Nei, didn't I arrange spring fragrance for you?"

"Go away, I have to sleep with Xu Qingning today."

The drunken man outside the door was so noisy that the guests in the private seats couldn't stand it anymore.

These people stood out one after another to watch, but they dared not speak out in anger.

After all, the person wearing white jade on his waist is naturally a government official and not an ordinary person. Who dares to offend him?

Looking at the old bustard again, he dared not speak out in anger.

But of course she couldn't just sit idly by, so the old madam had no choice but to step forward and give her some kind words: "Sir, our Qing Ning girl is only 86 years old, and she is a geisha. Everyone knows that geishas are so-called prostitutes but not their bodies." , I have so many girls here, you just pick one, which one won’t work?”

This Yameni had drunk too much wine, his face was red, and he looked at the old madam with disdain: "You are a small family, what the hell is it called? What kind of bullshit is there in the place where Huixian talks about elegance? What do you pay attention to every day?" It’s okay to let me write poems and sing music. It’s so troublesome for me to take it step by step. Why can’t it work at this last step? Why can’t it work even if I have to spend money?”

Looking at this man's no-nonsense attitude, he is probably used to being domineering.

His arrogance was demonstrated by the harsh words he spoke.

Su Xia looked around and saw that the scholar-bureaucrats and literati present did not dare to say anything. They were probably frightened by his power and watched this man causing trouble here.

The old madam said cautiously: "Yameni, this is a place where I do business, but it is also a place where I write and write. Don't worry if it makes you unhappy, but don't embarrass everyone."

"How much is the right amount? 300 taels, 500 taels or 1000 taels?" The yamen was still drinking like crazy, and his behavior became even crazier. .

Outside the window, the curtains slowly fell. A woman's voice floated out: "You are so rude, I won't even see you even if I kill you!"

Everyone looked around, and sure enough, a pretty young girl with soft jade and fragrant jade stuck her head out and scolded the yamen downstairs.

As soon as this person appeared, everyone was whispering and discussing. It seemed that this was the geisha Xu Qingning who had fascinated thousands of people.

What a beautiful woman, Su Xia couldn't help but admire her when she looked at her beautiful face.

Unexpectedly, when Xu Qingning opened his mouth, the face of the madam changed a little. He turned to look at Xu Qingning and lectured: "Qingning, close the window! Don't cause trouble."

However, Xu Qingning did not flinch and stared at the yamen, which made the yamen even more irritable!

The Yameni put his hands on his hips and yelled: "You stinky bitch, what are you pretending to be!"

Su Xia looked at Xu Qingning, who was staring, with a hint of cuteness for some reason.

In fact, in the Northern Song Dynasty, geishas and prostitutes were completely different. Xu Qingning was a geisha at the age of [-]. She only played, sang and wrote poems in this restaurant. This was also known to Mr. Cao of the Yameni family of the censor Zhongcheng. .

It's just that he took advantage of his status to act like a drunkard and made a lot of noise here, very arrogantly.

Su Xia, who had been watching everything with cold eyes, stepped forward and shouted angrily: "What kind of bullshit yamen are you? You are quite rude and noisy. We have already agreed that you will be a prostitute but not your body. How can you be so strong?" This is a forced sale! Get out of here!"

Su Xia cursed loudly, which made the already unhappy Yanei even more unable to step down. Since he was a child, he has been called the Young Master Yanei. As the third-rank censor of the Zhongcheng family, he is also a well-known big shot in the capital.

Who dares to scold him? At this moment, being scolded as a young boy made the yameni furious and furious: "This is a bug that came out of eating melon seeds. You two, get on me."

The drunkard waved his hand, and the two wolf-like followers around him pounced on Su Xia Lai.

The two dogs around Yanei were fine at bullying the common people, but they were no match for Su Xia, and Su Xia couldn't move.

As soon as one person came over with a punch, Su Xia grabbed the opponent's wrist and held it with his backhand, then kicked him out and hit another follower directly.

The two fell to the ground like stacks of Arhats, covering their chests and refusing to move forward.

Seeing that his two men were knocked down, the Yameni was half awake from the wine and said: "Do you know who I am? If you dare to compete with me, I think you are looking for death."

Su Xia said sternly: "I don't care who you are, the King of Heaven is here today, doing this forced buying and selling thing, I don't care to the end!"

"Then I'll let you, the nosy, see blood!"

After saying that, the yamen suddenly pulled out a short knife from his waist and stabbed Su Xia.

"He has a knife!" A woman screamed in horror from the crowd.

Between the buildings, all the onlookers, including the wise and elegant madam, Xu Qingning, the big teapot who poured tea and water, and the geishas and prostitutes, could not help but feel their hearts rising in their throats.

Over the years, there have been many people who drank too much and made trouble in brothels. At most, they were noisy or scuffled. To deal with this situation, the guards of the brothel would directly beat these people out.

But for yamen with backgrounds, it is very difficult to deal with.

Sixteen-year-old Xu Qingning stood beside the bed and couldn't help but close her eyes when she saw a sharp knife stabbing Su Xia in the office.