The cold moon shines on thousands of cities

Today's Youxiang Pavilion is extremely restless, even though it is daytime, you can hear crying from outside the door.Occasionally, people passing by just stopped and looked inside, then shook their heads and walked away, as if they had already gotten used to it.

What about the scene inside? A scrawny woman hugged the young woman in her arms desperately, begging the middle-aged man beside her.

"You are so cruel. Bizhu is your own flesh and blood. You actually want to sell her to this kind of place."

"Hmph, useless money-losing goods. What else can you do at home all day besides wasting money? Why don't you come here to do some meat business and subsidize your family." The man's face was sallow, his eyes were black and black, and he was obviously beaten. Not light.

"For your gambling debts, you can't do anything, not to mention bankrupt, even your daughter, you—you—" As a mother, there is no reason to send her daughter to a brothel.

"If you want to make trouble, don't come here. The people who come and go think that we are doing illegal business, and they will cause trouble for others in broad daylight." Mother Yue frowned impatiently. She watched such a scene. I don't know how much.But that young girl is still a bit eye-catching. After all, it is a brothel, and it needs new people to attract people's attention. There are always some old things that will get tired of seeing too much.

"I'm the head of the family. I have the final say. It's 50 taels. I'll sell it." The man was very impatient, and he was about to drag Bizhu's mother away after speaking, his attitude was very tough.

Xiaodouzi has been watching from the sidelines, he shouldn't care about this kind of thing, and he can't care about it.But when his eyes turned to Bizhu, Xiaodouzi couldn't just sit idly by.Bizhu is still very young, only thirteen or fourteen years old, she is not trembling now, and she has stopped crying a long time ago, only empty eyes and hopeless sadness, which is very similar to him when he was a child .

"Don't sell her, I'll pay back how much debt you owe." Xiaodouzi walked up to the crowd, and said this to the man.

The man looked disdainful, obviously seeing that Xiaodouzi was nothing but a servant, obviously trying to deceive him, so he ignored it until Xiaodouzi took out his money bag and dumped all his savings on the ground, That man believed it, but he still looked at him with a look of insanity. How could anyone be so stupid as to pay back money for someone who had nothing to do with him?

"Could it be that you've fallen in love with this damn girl? You can't survive on ten taels with this money, and it's still too early." The man still didn't change his mind, but Xiaodouzi remained silent. He noticed Bizhu's expectant eyes for a moment, But I don't have that ability.A man's smiling face unconsciously appeared in his mind.

"I have a way to raise money, give me a day."

The man looked at Xiaodouzi hesitantly, thinking why should he be a good person if someone is willing to be taken advantage of. Although the gambling debt is urgent, there is still time in a day.

"Okay, I'll give you one day. If you can't get the money tomorrow, then you can't blame me." The man gave up and strode away. Before leaving, he gave Xiaodouzi a look.

After all these people left, the group of Yingying and Yanyan could not help saying that Xiaodouzi was troublesome, and Mother Yue naturally lived up to expectations, and even beat and reprimanded Xiaodouzi.

"You are very capable. What do you think of your status? It is not your turn to be a hero to save the beauty." Su Mo'er came over and said it after everyone had dispersed. There was no sarcasm in her tone, but a touch of sadness. in.

Xiaodouzi always knew that Su Moer was not as cheerful as she appeared on the surface. She always greeted people with a smiling face in front of Mother Yue. It is easier said than done that the place is not so difficult. It is said that brothel women are lowly, but who can see their sadness, in fact, they live a much harder life than ordinary people.

Xiaodouzi walked out of the door silently, not knowing where he was going, walking casually, and not knowing what he was thinking. When he realized it, he was already on the bank of the Qiluo River, looking at the broad river, the boats coming and going, I seem to be an independent existence outside the world, without sadness or joy.

After standing by the river for a long time, Xiaodouzi took steps, as if he had decided on something, his steps were solid and powerful, and he headed for the destination step by step.

Yongle Hou Mansion is located in the southwest of Yehua City. In such a prosperous area where every inch of land is expensive, its location is undoubtedly conspicuous. In front of the door, you can see four big characters in gold on the plaque. It is said that it was written by the late emperor himself. Inherited to this day, although it has been repaired countless times, its majesty is still undiminished.

The two guards at the door were also full of energy and stood upright.Xiaodouzi stepped forward, and asked in an emotionless voice: "Could you please inform me that I want to find Mr. Luo, so please tell me that I am the assistant of Youxiang Hall."

The two guards looked at each other with slightly contemptuous eyes, but they knew that the second son had invited the girl from the Youxiang Hall to come here, so they guessed that there might be something really going on, so they left one here and the other went in to report.

Time passed quickly, but the wait was very long, Xiaodouzi thought a little self-deprecatingly, he believed what others said casually, maybe it was really a joke.Just when the guard and Xiaodouzi felt that there was no hope, another guard ran out.

"Come in quickly, I'll take you to the second son's residence." The guard gasped a little, tired from running.

"Okay, thank you."

Xiaodouzi stepped up to keep up, because the last time I came here was at night, and I didn’t see it very clearly, so I didn’t forget to pay attention to the scenery of the Hou’s Mansion this time. The atmosphere gives people a very bright feeling.

He was still very impressed with Yaoguang Pavilion, after all, he had stood outside the door for so long, and even took a walk with Luo Qiancheng.When the guard saw the place, he withdrew.Xiaodouzi walked to the door and knocked lightly on the door panel, and the familiar voice of Luo Qiancheng came from inside.

"come in."

Xiaodouzi pushed the door open and went in, and saw that Luo Qiancheng had prepared tea, waiting for him with a smile on his face.He took a casual look at the furnishings in the house, they were very gorgeous, he was not stingy with all kinds of famous products and treasures, but it was commensurate with Luo Qiancheng, showing publicity everywhere.

"What are you doing standing there, come and sit down."

Xiaodouzi didn't hesitate this time, and sat safely across from Luo Qiancheng. He was not polite, took a sip of tea, and immediately filled his mouth with the fragrance, he couldn't help but praise in his heart.

Luo Qiancheng had been watching Xiaodouzi's actions, and when he saw him drinking tea, he asked, "How do you feel about this tea?"

"Very good." With just two words, Luo Qiancheng was happy in his heart.

"Since you came to look for me on your own initiative, have you made up your mind?" Luo Qiancheng heard Xiaodouzi's figure immediately when the guards reported that the staff of Youxiang Hall were looking for him.

"Well, I'll be your book waiter, but I need to pay several months' wages in advance."

"Oh? But what's wrong with you?"

Xiaodouzi didn't answer, and Luo Qiancheng didn't press on.

"Since you don't want to talk about it, I won't ask any more questions. Let's talk about your work as my book servant." Luo Qiancheng's tone was still so gentle and refined, without any displeasure at all.

"Okay." Xiaodouzi answered neatly.

"Let's change the name first, do you have any ideas?" It's not that I dislike the humble name of Xiaodouzi, but it really doesn't fit the status of a book servant.

"Yu Qinghan, my name."

"Is this your real name?"

"Yes."

"Qinghan, Qinghan, it fits your temperament very well. You are clear and cold. Let's move into the mansion today."

"Tomorrow, finish the work today."

"Alright, I'll ask the cashier to advance you three months' wages, which should be enough." Luo Qiancheng was not in a hurry, anyway, he was going to live in sooner or later.

"Thank you." Yan Qinghan stood up, meaning to say goodbye, and Luo Qiancheng didn't stay any longer.But I am still looking forward to tomorrow.