Appointed by Jiangshan

At this time, in Guicheng, the capital of Nanyi (ci, 4), the most prosperous Liuxiangkou was buzzing, with painted pillars and carved beams in Zuixian Pavilion, and jue carved in Danying (jue, 2).The inside of the pavilion is resplendent and resplendent, and the singing stage is warm.The huge front hall has a mahogany round table, the walls are covered with calligraphy and paintings, and the stage is raised high, which is a bit elegant.The eight tones are repeated, and the music is composed together.

Suddenly, a burst of sobbing faintly disturbed Sizhu Zhisheng.

"Give me ten taels, at least I have been raising it for 16 years." A ragged middle-aged man with beards was holding a thin little girl with a dirty face from crying, bargaining with the old bustard of Zuixian Pavilion.

"This little face is really delicate." Mama Fu pinched the little girl's chin with her delicate hands covered in makeup, looked left and right, narrowed her eyes with a smile, and frowned suddenly, "You are so thin Bones are worth five taels at most."

"All right, five taels is five taels!" The old man couldn't wait to take the money, and left in a hurry, disappearing into the small gambling shop on the corner of the street without looking back.

"What's the girl's name?" Fu's mother took her by the hand and led her into a simple and elegant room.

"I...I...", the little girl wiped the tears from her cheeks with her muddy hands, her pale face was even more blurred, "My name is Liu Yiyi."

"Is this old man your real father?" Fu's mother frowned. Although she had bought many women, she sympathized with such a situation, so she cared about her very much.

"No! He's not!" Yiyi choked up, big tears rolled down, "I've been bought and sold non-stop since I can remember, I don't know where my home is?"

"From now on, this is your home. You can call me Yangliu, just call me Mama Fu. Don't cry, silly child." Mama Fu held Yiyi's face and said distressedly.

Therefore, Yiyi studied piano, chess, singing and dancing diligently in Zuixian Pavilion, and Fu's mother didn't arrange for her to entertain guests, as if she had other plans.

Late at night, full of stars, frogs chirping and cicadas chirping.

In General Nangong's mansion, the night watchman was drowsy, shaking his head.

The extremely weak firelight swayed in the dark study room, and the sudden black shadow was projected on the window, but no one noticed it.It was Zhou An, one of the night watch servants, who bewitched his companion with smoke, entered the study furtively, and groped around on tiptoe.After failing, he boldly went to Nangong Sheng's bedroom.But in this room, Zhou An didn't search everywhere, but looked carefully, as if he was looking for a needle, so carefully.

The night is still young, and the market is already crowded with people.With a vegetable basket on his back, Zhou An walked out of the side door as if nothing had happened.Walked to an osmanthus wine shop, smiled and said something to the shopkeeper, left a few copper plates and a note folded into the size of a copper coin, took a small jar of daughter red and left.

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This chapter is very abrupt, but it is a foreshadowing! ! ! !

Thanks to wuli's beloved Bobo Huzi (LTF) for being the special consultant of stuffing stuffing! ! ! !

Hugs~~~Thank you for helping me fix the plot~~~~

I hope someone can help me write a song and draw a cover! ! ! !I will write words hahaha~~~~

sprinkle flowers sprinkle flowers ~~~~~~~