Go back to the Song Dynasty as a broker

"Qinghu! Qinghu..."

The dense fog in the early morning has not dissipated, and male voices scrambled to come out from the deserted and quiet street.

At the east gate of Sangjia Wazi, Si Qinghu came out with a pipa in his arms, and he was dressed in white clothes to welcome the breeze of early spring, with his sleeves fluttering.

A dozen dandies in brocade suits chased after them, and they waved scrolls at Si Qinghu, which contained poems full of admiration.

Several Wazi handymen held them back with open arms, they watched Si Qinghu stepping into the carriage eagerly, their figures blocked by the carriage.

The servant girl Ling'er collected their poems one by one, and explained with an apologetic smile: "You gentlemen, I'm sorry, our lady sang all night last night, and she was tired, so she went home first."

After Ling'er entered the carriage, the coachman swung his whip and drank the horse, and the wheels rolled forward on the stone road.Those dandies also politely stopped chasing him.

As a well-known performer in the palaces in Bianjing, he performs in Goulan every day. After the end, a large number of admirers deliver poems expressing their love. Si Qinghu has long been used to it.

Today's commodity economy is open, and officials take the lead in advocating the supremacy of pleasure. There is always an endless stream of people seeking pleasure in this Wazigoulan, all night long, never deserted.

Si Qinghu sang four consecutive times on stage last night, and now he is exhausted, resting with his forehead propped up and his eyes closed.

Ling'er hugged the volume of poems in her arms and looked at Si Qinghu, and asked tentatively: "Miss, do you want to read it?"

There was a touch of light makeup on the elegant face like an exiled fairy, but it was hard to hide the tired paleness.Yan Yan frowned, and her tone was lazy, "No."

So Ling'er put the poem volume in the wooden box on her back, and quietly looked at Siqing Lake.

Si Qinghu opened his eyes, opened half of the car curtain, the street under the morning sun seemed to be coated with gold powder, the carriage was driving along the stone road, there was a bluestone arch bridge, the rising sun emerged from the end of the arch bridge, illuminating the bridge The bluestone slabs on it are shining brightly.

There are few pedestrians on the street, and most of the shops on both sides are still closed.There is smoke rising from the mansion area in the distance, which smells like fireworks.

Linger was surprised and said, "Miss, is there somewhere you want to go?"

Si Qinghu shook his head, the desolation in his eyes could not be concealed, and said: "Go back to Qingyufang, I can pack up my things, I don't know how long I can stay."

Although she is a popular actress in Kyoto, it is a pity that she is still popular, but she can no longer produce works that surpass her previous works.Seeing that he will be eighteen this year, he can see the end of his acting career at a glance.Aunt Yu from the Jiaofang made an arbitrariness yesterday and invited Mr. Liang, a regular customer of Qingyufang, the youngest son of the Shangshu of the dynasty, to discuss the matter of pawning her to Mr. Liang as his concubine.That Mr. Liang is also out of line, he is only eighteen, and he has not even married his first wife, yet he really agreed to Aunt Yu and offered five hundred gold to redeem her.

She regarded Mr. Liang as a bosom friend, but he actually wanted to marry her as his concubine. She was so angry that she almost sang the wrong words last night!

"Miss really want to be with Mr. Liang?" Linger asked again when she heard that Si Qinghu was going back to pack her things.

Si Qinghu put down the curtain of the car, pondered for a moment, and said: "Let's see, Mr. Liang may not be the only one who leaves Qingyufang."

Ling'er scratched her forehead, puzzled.She had been with Si Qinghu for five years, but she couldn't figure out what her young lady was thinking about this matter.She understands that Si Qinghu has a high spirit, and he doesn't want to easily cling to others, let alone be a concubine.But the young lady and Mr. Liang do talk speculatively on weekdays, and anyone with a discerning eye will feel that she and Mr. Liang are wishful thinking.

This time, she couldn't figure out whether Si Qinghu wanted to marry Mr. Liang or not.Not only Mr. Liang, but also Xiao Silang?

The Qingyufang compound is located in the outer city of Bianjing. There are about six to seventy geisha, both male and female, who study art, live and entertain guests in this courtyard.

In the bathroom, there was light smoke, and a woman could be vaguely seen sitting in the bathtub through the screen.The woman's slender arms scooped up fine water, and the water flowed down her arms along her fingertips, and finally dripped back into the bathtub, making a clear and pleasant sound.

After a while, I saw the woman dived into the water with her whole head.

"Miss!"

Ling'er hugged a white dress and crossed the screen to the side of the bathtub.

Si Qinghu emerged from the water, flicked the water from his face with both hands, and brushed his long drenched hair behind his head.Drips of water washed away the tiredness on the fair face, looking at it at this moment, it is really a lotus!

"Miss, washing your hair early in the morning is easy to cause cold." Ling'er worried.

"No problem!" Si Qinghu said lightly, then stood up

Ling'er quickly spread out the bath towel to wrap her body.After drying her body, she put on the loose white robe Linger had prepared for her.Ling'er wiped her black hair up to her waist until it was half dry, and she left the bathroom, intending to go upstairs to the boudoir to rest.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a flirtatious woman in red walking into the yard.That was a geisha from Tongjiaofang, and also a competitor, Liu Qingmu, whom Si Qinghu disliked the most.

She didn't want to cause trouble, so she pretended not to see and walked upstairs.

"Stop!" Liu Qingmu's unceremonious voice came from behind, and when she turned around, the red figure came in front of her, with a malicious aura all over her body.

"Do you have something to do?" Si Qinghu said unceremoniously.

Just because she doesn't cause trouble doesn't mean she's cowardly.

Liu Qingmu chuckled seductively, covered her mouth, and said, "You think I'm looking for trouble with you, but it's not your Shiro who came to look for you, ha ha!"

"What did Liu Qingmu say, who's Shiro!" Ling'er heard that Liu Qingmu was teasing Si Qinghu and Xiao Silang again, and said angrily.

Si Qinghu's face was indifferent, and he was no longer angry at these childish taunts, and stepped forward to stand in front of Ling'er, preventing her from being impulsive.

Liu Qingmu said again: "My aunt asked me to ask you to go out to meet guests."

"Tell aunt, I'm tired, so I won't go." Si Qinghu said coldly, just as he was about to turn around, Liu Qingmu spoke again.

"Auntie said, this is the last time, you should go see Xiao Silang out of love and courtesy."

Si Qinghu was helpless, thought for a while, and then walked towards the gate of the courtyard.

Liu Qingmu said with a downbeat smile, "Go ahead and hear how much your Shiro offered to redeem you." Suddenly, she noticed that Si Qinghu's simple white robe was not for sleeping?He said anxiously, "Hey, don't you dress up?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Si Qinghu had already walked out of the yard, forgetting her words.

Ling'er couldn't get angry, "This Liu Qingmu is really deceiving people too much, it's fine to push you away, miss, and it's even worse!"

"Forget it, don't get angry with this kind of person." Si Qinghu said lightly, and casually tore off the red satin that was tied to the branches of the potted plants beside the corridor for decoration, then tied up most of his hair with the satin.

A series of actions are clean and neat.

In the living room of Qingyufang, Aunt Yu, who is the head of the family, is sitting in the main seat, smiling and looking at Xiao Tong who is sitting in the guest seat, her eyes are shining like looking at gold.

After Aunt Yu released the news about Qinghu, the director of censorship yesterday, she concluded that Xiao Tong would come.It's just that the Xiao family's current situation is not sure how much ransom Xiao Tong can pay.Since she came to the door today, she must have raised a lot of gold and silver.

Aunt Yu is a mature businessman. When it comes to money, she doesn't look down on others and treats Xiao Tong with courtesy.

"Xiao Silang wait a little longer, our Qinghu will come out soon."

Xiao Tong showed a standard Shangyi smile, waved his hands, and said, "Hey, it's actually not a big deal, why bother Qinghu to come out? I heard that she sang all night last night, let her rest!"

Aunt Yu said again: "Since everyone has called someone, let's wait!"

Xiao Tong said: "That's fine!"

After a while, Si Qinghu appeared in the living room.

With a calm smile on his face, he said softly, "Auntie."

Seeing that Si Qinghu was willing to come out to see Xiao Tong, Aunt Yu was overjoyed, and thought Liu Qingmu had to wear her lips to persuade her for a long time.He smiled openly, "Qinghu, come here!"

Xiao Tong looked at the white figure and couldn't help being stunned.

She had only seen Si Qinghu from the original body's memory, and knew that she was a stunning beauty.But when he saw the righteous master with his own eyes, it was as if a boulder had fallen from the calm heart lake, stirring up layers of water.

The man was wearing a loose and lazy white robe, and his half-dry splashed ink hair was casually tied with a red braid, half up and half loose, and a few strands of hair fell messily on the face that could pinch water just out of the bath, clear and clear. His peach eyes are polite and cold, although they are close in front of them, they look like a banished fairy far away in the sky, so beautiful that one can be astonished as a heavenly man!

Xiao Tong boasted that he had seen countless female celebrities in his previous life, with all kinds of looks and charms, but he had never seen anything.But today, it is true that half of her soul was taken away by the beauty of this ancient female star.

After being stunned for a moment, Xiao Tong quickly came back to his senses, stood up and politely bowed to Si Qinghu.

"Morning, little lady."

It was the first time Si Qinghu saw Xiao Tong who was so polite, and he was a little surprised.

Seeing that Si Qinghu was silent, Aunt Yu smiled and said, "Qinghu, haven't you seen Master Xiao?"

Master Xiao?Si Qinghu looked at Xiao Tong suspiciously, and he was indeed wearing a Fushen badge on his waist.It is clear in my heart that Xiao Tong has become the head of Xiao's business.It's just that the Xiao family is also big-hearted. Is it serious to entrust the future of the family to such a dandy?

Si Qinghu didn't think much about the Xiao family's affairs, forced a smile on his face, bowed slightly, and said, "The slave family has seen Xiao Silang."

"Qinghu is polite." Xiao Tong always had a respectful smile on his pale face.

"Since everyone is here, let's all sit down!" Aunt Yu said.

The three sat down, and Si Qinghu sat next to Aunt Yu, only a few tables away.

Aunt Yu looked at Si Qinghu with reluctance like an old mother, then at Xiao Tong, and said in an expressive voice: "Xiao Silang, you also know that Qinghu is not young anymore, this song is just a youth activity. , cannot pass away. This child grew up in Qingyufang, obedient and obedient, I have already regarded her as my own daughter, she has paid a lot for Qingyufang, and the only thing I can help her now is to find a good home... "

Xiao Tong had long guessed that Aunt Yu would be mistaken about her coming, this time she did not rush to interrupt, but listened quietly, and ate the sweet-scented osmanthus cake prepared for her calmly.

The Xiao family was so poor that they couldn't get rid of the pot. Recently, all they ate in the morning were big white steamed buns. She hadn't eaten such a sweet osmanthus cake for a long time. It was soft, sweet but not greasy.

One, two, three...

Si Qinghu glanced at Xiao Tong inadvertently, and found that Aunt Yu was talking while she was eating, talking about her life's major events, Xiao Tong seemed like an outsider and had nothing to do with him.

She watched Xiao Tong eat five pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and drink a full cup of tea, then stick out the tip of her tongue and lick the corners of her mouth contentedly, and finally picked up the handkerchief on the desk and wiped it cleanly hand.

She was confused, what exactly did Xiao Silang want to do, didn't he come to bid to redeem her body?

"Qinghu is very popular now. I don't know how many nobles favor her. Mr. Liang offered [-] gold to redeem her body yesterday, so he values ​​Qinghu very much. I don't ask for Qinghu's home. Otherwise, he must value Qinghu! I don’t know how much sincerity Xiao Silang has prepared for coming here today?”

Si Qinghu watched Aunt Yu pretending to be good for her, but in fact, the so-called valuing her was the one who paid the highest price, as if he was buying and selling her as a commodity, he was angry, but he didn't want to expose her, so he could only keep silent. Quietly endured.

Xiao Tong grinned, and took out the money pouch from her waist, she was still not used to putting things in the skirt or sleeves like the ancients.

Opening the purse and taking out a piece of paper, Aunt Yu thought it was a large amount of paper, and she was overjoyed, the corners of her mouth almost curled up to the base of her ears.

Xiao Tong said: "Not much, just 100 taels!"

Aunt Yu was stunned, "100 taels?" Then she laughed, "Hmph, it's not enough for my Qingyufang's daily expenses!"

Si Qinghu was also surprised, just 100 taels, is she serious?

Xiao Tong got up, put this IOU on the case next to Aunt Yu, and continued: "Half a year ago, Qingyufang asked Xiao's line to introduce a few performances, so let Aunt Yu pay for the 100 taels of introduction fee!"

Aunt Yu choked with a smile, her face turned green!