Reborn to be a mistress, she went crazy killing the legitimate daughter

"I promised my lady that I won't drink too much."

Rong Qingqing immediately smiled and said, "In that case, let's go to the temple fair?"

Fang Yonghao immediately said: "That couldn't be better!"

In Wanhua Tower, a dancer in a white flowered patchwork skirt was dancing in the center of the dance floor. The tables around the restaurant were all occupied, and even the railings on the second floor were full of people.

Fang Yonghao pulled Bo Jinjue and laughed excitedly, "I heard that the courtesan will have a solo performance tonight. We are so lucky to have made it!"

Song Qizhao and other minions followed Fang Yonghao and sat in front of the dance floor in the lobby.

Although Song Qizhao knew the relationship between Bo Jinjue and his family, Bo Jinjue ignored him. He tried twice and gave up.

Bo Jinjue really didn't like what he was doing, so he let them talk and laugh while he held the wine glass and sipped it slowly.

After the dance on the dance floor ended, Guigong came on stage and announced that the courtesan Wu Niangzi would soon come out to play the guqin, and if there were anyone present who could join in the performance, they were welcome to do so.

Fang Yonghao looked around and found that many people were ready to perform. He immediately looked at Bo Jinjue expectantly: "Brother, can you really play together?"

Bo Jinjue hummed and pulled out a xun from his sleeve.

Fang Yonghao became a little anxious when he saw that Bo Jinjue's instrument was only the size of his palm or fist.

"Is it really possible?"

Bo Jinjue said confidently: "It will definitely work!"

When Rong Qingqing and Yu Xuefu were playing at the temple fair, they arranged for their men to go down to the mountain to cause trouble.

They carried lime up the mountain, mixed it with water and poured it on the medicinal herbs, and the herbs that were about to grow would surely die.

Moreover, it is difficult to grow anything on the land that has been watered with lime water.

Then all the silver that had been put in boxes before would be wasted.

Even if it's an old lady, it's impossible not to feel distressed, right?

Rong Qingqing suddenly raised the corners of her lips and smiled. Yu Xuefu looked at her strangely: "What are you laughing at?"

"I was wondering if I should go buy a sugar painting later. Do you like sugar paintings?"

Yu Xuefu nodded immediately, and the two of them immediately joined hands and squeezed in front of the sugar painting man, waiting to draw lots. They would get whatever they drew, and the additional money was five hundred coins.

Yu Xuefu's subordinates only cared about paying the money, while Rong Qingqing didn't spend a penny.

But Rong Qingqing couldn't help being distracted, wondering what stage the plan had reached, and what kind of big wave it would cause when it was discovered tomorrow morning?

Really looking forward to it!

A group of seven or eight people carried two bags of lime and went up the mountain, but Shen Yiran's men were watching them and had already reported back when they saw that something was wrong.

Shen Yiran had put all his efforts into the medicinal herbs in the mountains, and he immediately became angry when he didn't hear that they were going to touch them.

"Hurry up from the back mountain and have them prepare the nets. Don't let any of them go. Catch them all!"

Bo Jinnian heard it in the room, and went to the door and pressed Shen Yiran's shoulders: "Let my people help you."

Shen Yiran thought this was even better. Bo Jinnian's subordinates were all capable people and he was more confident.

"Thank you, sir."

The oiran finally came out, wearing a snow-white long dress and a veil covering her face. The stage was covered with red silk strips and no one was allowed to signal her to go on stage.

She sat in the center of the stage with a ghostly aura, even the guqin was blocked out. All that could be heard was the silence around her, and then the sound of the guqin began.

The young men who were preparing around took out the musical instruments they had prepared in advance and were ready to join in at any time.

But the tone of the courtesan's voice was extremely strange, eerie and cold, as if it was emanating from the bottom of a deep valley.

Ordinary people have never heard such music before and don’t know how to participate in it.

There were also some who tried hard to join in, but they couldn't keep up and were booed.

Bo Jinjue listened for a while and heard the key, then he picked up the xiao in his hand and started playing it.

The melody is simple, just given a tonal support as the oiran studies it.

The people around then realized that it was not necessary to surpass the other, as long as they could play in harmony.

Everyone took out their musical instruments, and soon the whole melody became much more harmonious.

The courtesan stood up and went back upstairs, dragging her long white veil. She just said one word to the madam, very quietly. Even though everything upstairs was quiet, no one could hear what she said.

The madam happily said, "I wonder which gentleman was the one who first blew the xiao away? Can we meet him?"

Fang Yonghao immediately stood up and said, "It's me."

The courtesan turned her head, glanced at Fang Yonghao through the white veil, and nodded.

Turtle Master came up to greet him immediately. Fang Yonghao threw a piece of gold into Turtle Master's hand and went upstairs happily.

Bo Jinjue completed his mission, stood up and left without saying goodbye to anyone else.

Song Qizhao and others refused to leave. They sat there and greedily enjoyed the delicious food and wine that Fang Yonghao had paid for.

Song Qizhao was a pervert and wanted to see the beauty of the courtesan. Unfortunately, he couldn't afford the gold. He was very dissatisfied and went home drunk.

Shen Yunyan had already gone to bed. Song Qizhao, who usually went to Qingying's room, somehow walked to the main house today.

He pushed the door hard, but found it was locked, so he banged on it.

Shen Yunyan turned over and cursed: "You walked into the wrong door!"

After hearing this, Song Qizhao took two steps back, looked at the door, and burped: "This is my room! Open the door!"

When Shen Yunyan heard Song Qizhao's voice, she knew he was drunk, but she didn't want to serve a drunkard, so she didn't open the door.

Song Qizhao waited for half a day and became angry. He went to the kitchen, got a kitchen knife and started chopping at the door.

The noise was so loud that both Song Zhou and Qingying woke up.

Shen Yunyan was frightened when he heard what was happening inside the room. He didn't even dare to open the door and could only keep cursing.

It was Song Zhou who felt sorry for the door and hurried forward to stop it.

"Son, you can't smash the door even if you're in a bad mood. It'll cost money to fix it. Don't you know how much a carpenter's labor costs these days?"

Song Qizhao dazedly pushed Song Zhou away and said, "Damn it! I am also a scholar, why do all the good things happen to others but not to me? Is it just because I don't have money?"

Shen Yunyan heard that the noise outside finally died down, probably because Song Qizhao was being pulled away.

She immediately packed her clothes and ran back to the Shen Mansion that night.

"Mother, Song Qizhao wanted to kill me, and I was so scared that I ran back overnight!"

After hearing this, Shen Liang couldn't let Shen Yunyan go back, so he could only snort coldly and said angrily: "He is brave enough to use a knife. Ask him to come to your house tomorrow, and I want to ask him which hand he used to hold the knife!"

After hearing what Shen Liang said, Shen Yunyan felt relieved and slept peacefully in her room. She didn't plan to go back for the next few days.

Rong Qingqing returned to the Marquis' Mansion in Yu Xuefu's carriage. She said goodbye to her and was about to go back to her room. She was in a very good mood and wanted to sing a few lines.

However, she didn't expect that the servant Mo Xiang who had been waiting at the door came out and whispered a few words back, and Rong Qingqing's face immediately turned pale.

"They've all been caught?"