set of flowers

Speaking of Hua Qianyu, not to mention Luo Jing, there are few people in the Central Plains who do not know that the imperial examination system has a long history, but there has never been a young champion who has not tied his hair.In the days after the announcement of the list, this little champion became the gossip of people after dinner.

"Let me tell you, this little dude will not only become the youngest number one scholar, but also the youngest prime minister!" A young commoner burst into words.

Another young man who was at the same table with him said: "It's not certain. According to the patriarchal clan, this prime minister can be done by the eldest son with a thousand inks. The eldest son is gentle, talented, and has a good reputation. He will not lose to a naive child."

The literati at the next table waving a paper fan leaned out half of his body, and said with a sneer, "Come on, you guys, pay back the patriarchal clan! The position of prime minister is naturally reserved for the capable, there is no reason for it to be hereditary."

The young man was unconvinced: "The Hua family has three generations of prime ministers. Isn't this hereditary?"

Somebody slammed the table down with a wine glass and said angrily: "Huh! Sooner or later, this world will be dominated by the Hua family!"

The teahouse became more lively, and everyone expressed their opinions and made a fuss.

Hua Qianyu smiled and drank a cup of tea.

Le Yang, who was sitting opposite Hua Qianyu, didn't know why his young master didn't react at all when he heard such slander: "Young master, this..."

Hua Qianyu shook his head: "This court, it is because the control over speech is too loose, that makes the people talk nonsense about political affairs."

"Come on." He raised his hand to call for the maid.

The maid bowed slightly: "My lord."

"Is Sister Xianer free?"

"It should be leisure. If the young master wants to see his sister, I will ask someone to invite you."

Hua Qianyu said: "Please trouble sister."

The maid smiled and shook her head: "Young Master, you are welcome." After speaking, she withdrew.

"Master, you like Miss Xian'er?" Le Yang was curious.

Hua Qianyu didn't deny or admit it, just said: "He's an interesting person."

Le Yang shook his head: "Master, you can't be interested in a girl from a brothel. My husband is furious when he knows."

"I didn't say I liked her."

"That young man always ran to Changxi Courtyard after he bumped into a girl on the street that day. If Mr. Xiang finds out about this..."

"This hasn't been discovered yet!" Hua Qianyu said leisurely.

"But this kind of place..." Le Yang didn't even dare to look around.

He is half a year younger than Hua Qianyu, his mind is too simple, and he will feel shy when a woman apologizes.

Hua Qianyu looked downstairs. A woman with a soft temperament and a veil was playing the pipa in the middle of the stage. The men in front of the stage chatted wantonly, some discussing current affairs, some talking about the love of their children, and even more unruly. The man touched the maid.

Changxiyuan has never been a quiet place, it was originally a place for pleasure.

Changxiyuan is a government-run brothel, and the people inside are much more restrained in speech and behavior than those in private restaurants, and there are also a few dudes who molested the maids in the East Block.

The Changxi Courtyard occupies a large area and is more like a private forest garden than a brothel. There are mainly two tall buildings in the courtyard. In layman's terms, the west block is used for selling body, and the east block is used for performing arts; in addition, there are two shorter buildings, Men live in the south seat, and women live in the north seat.Of course, women who have already started to receive guests usually do not move to the north seat on purpose, and they often sleep in the east and west seats even on nights when they are not receiving guests.The buildings are connected by long pavilions, and there are even small ponds and rockeries along the road. The scenery is not magnificent, after all, the scenery of Xiaojiabiyu is what a gentle township should look like.The scale of Changxiyuan is astonishing, and it can be regarded as a famous scenic spot in Luojing.People from other places, as long as they are men, will almost always visit the Changxi Courtyard. If they don't recruit prostitutes, they will stay in the East Block to drink tea and listen to a little song.

After a long time, a young servant sent a message: "Sister Xian'er invites you to a gathering at the kiosk, young master, please come with me."

Hua Qianyu stood up, followed by Le Yang.

……

"Come?" Xian'er was sitting on the edge of the gazebo, smoking a cigarette, with a small pond full of lotus flowers behind her.

"coming."

Hua Qianyu sat down on the stone chair, facing Xian'er, and Le Yang stood behind him.

Xian'er stared at Hua Qianyu's modest appearance with a half-smile, puffed out a mouthful of smoke, and said, "I thought that the young man who came to the fireworks and willow field at a young age was a slut, and I didn't want to be humble and polite all the time."

"My sister is overrated."

"Hahahaha," Xian'er laughed loudly, "You are also the first son to call me sister."

Hua Qianyu smiled without saying a word.

"My lord, what do you want, but it's okay to say." After all, Hua Qianyu is not a person who is attached to flowers.

Hua Qianyu got up and bowed, and said: "I often heard that Sister Xian'er has a good relationship with Mr. Xu. I originally wanted to entrust Mr. Xu's hand through my sister's mouth."

Xian'er didn't respond.

Hua Qianyu thought that his purpose was too strong, which displeased Xian'er, but she just smiled and said: "I knew that the young master came here to ask for something, but let's wait until this time, this patience is really... ..."

Hua Qianyu shook his head: "Qianyu only said it at this time because he was afraid of offending my sister, and because she really wanted to make friends with her."

"Oh?" Xian'er raised her eyebrows, "What's good about me?"

He said without hesitation: "My sister is not fixed in the world, she is free and unrestrained, she is not like an ordinary woman." Very sincere.

"You can be more honest, just say you are a man and woman."

"My sister is joking. I really appreciate my sister, and my sister knows it."

Xian'er pretended to sigh: "Okay, but after the matter is over, you can't just forget me like this."

"Didn't my sister not let me come to Changxiyuan?" She once said that Changxiyuan is a filthy place, and advised Hua Qianyu to stay less.

Xian'er tilted her body, stretched out her index finger, hooked her hands together, and said, "It will be different if you come to see my house." The neckline that was already loose fell down, revealing her snow-white breasts.

This kind of obsequiousness made Le Yang, who couldn't get used to it, get goosebumps all over his body, but Hua Qianyu just smiled plainly and said, "Sister is joking—since my sister is a friend, Qianyu naturally sees often."

"You're joking? No," she pointed at Hua Qianyu with a pipe, narrowing her long and narrow eyes slightly, making her look even more seductive, "If you are a few years older, Xian'er will definitely cry and beg you to take me as a concubine. "

Hua Qianyu didn't answer, just smiled, as if he didn't intend to continue talking about this topic.

"Ah—" A woman's scream pierced the eardrum.

Suddenly, he was attracted by a group of people in the distance: "Why is it so noisy?"

The old bustard led the head, and several male servants carried a woman who was struggling and screaming madly into the building.

Xian'er held a refined pipe in her hand, raised one leg, straddled the railing unladylikely, exhaled a puff of white smoke, and said, "Someone wanted to escape, no, he was dragged back again."

Hua Qianyu sat down again and asked, "What will happen to her?"

"It's not like that, it's new, it hasn't budged yet, the daughter here will be auctioned on the first night, so she's still expensive.

"I was afraid of breaking her appearance, so I had to lock her up in the north building to dry—I thought she really didn't like it, so I persuaded the madam to let her sing a ditty in the east building, and just be a maid first. I didn't expect that she still wanted to run away, and according to the madam's temper, she was about to go back on her word."

Hua Qianyu was silent for a while, and said: "Sister Xian'er, stop smoking, it's not good for your health."

"It's mainly because the young master is not used to smelling it?" Xian'er knocked the pipe on the outside of the pillar, poured the ashes into the pool, and said with a smile, "I still wonder when the young master will bring it up." The next day, I found that Hua Qianyu didn't like the smell of cigarettes.

Hua Qianyu blinked innocently.

"It's impossible to quit. If the young master marries me, Xian'er can consider compromising."

"My sister was joking."

"I'm so envious... I don't know who is lucky enough to be your wife... A concubine is also fine..."

Hua Qianyu smiled and said, "If my sister wants to leave, I can redeem you."

Xian'er laughed suddenly, stood up with a smile, walked up to Hua Qianyu, bent down to look at this young and handsome face, raised her hands to pinch his soft and elastic cheeks, and said: "Although I said that Changxi Courtyard is a men's dreamland and a woman's cage... But, to me, going outside is just a bigger cage, and I'd rather stay in Changxi Courtyard to be more comfortable."

She put down her hands, walked away slowly, and said as if she was talking to herself: "Women... are humble everywhere, why not stay in this courtyard and live out their own appearance."

Hua Qianyu also leisurely followed her: "But staying here is not a long-term solution."

Le Yang followed suit.

"If I'm old, I can't sell it anymore, and no one wants it, I'll find a white silk and hang myself. It's better than being slaved by men outside... Men, you can point fingers, they seem to be more women than us women .”

Xian'er turned around suddenly, pointed at Hua Qianyu with a pipe, and said with a smile, "If there were more men like you, women would have an easier life."

As she spoke, she turned around and walked straight. She met regular customers on the road and greeted them affectionately.

"It doesn't look like a son of a family at all... Also, if it weren't for the wealth of the family, no one would live as open-minded as you... Hey, such a beautiful son, how many sisters will break their hearts when he grows up..."

Hua Qianyu didn't know what to say, but just listened to her quietly.

Xian'er changed the subject: "My lord probably doesn't know—I don't owe the courtyard any money."

"Huh?" Curious about what she was going to say, Hua Qianyu took two quick steps and leaned forward.

"I was not sold out, I stepped into it voluntarily."

Hua Qianyu was a little surprised.

"So, Xian'er really doesn't want to leave, so don't bother me." Xian'er saluted him.

……

"Sister." Hua Qianyu stood at the window, overlooking the North Tower.

Xian'er stopped playing the piano.

"How much silver taels do you need to buy her?"

Xian'er sighed: "It's good for the young master to be kind, but there are tens of hundreds of girls who have been sold, can you redeem them all?"

"Why is she here?"

"She, it is said that she was originally a daughter of a well-known family in the south of the Yangtze River. After falling in love with a down-and-out scholar, she went to Beijing with the scholar to rush for the exam without telling her family. Lied to her, brought her here, and sold it for 50 taels."

"What's the point?" He said, but there was no anger on his face.

"Human traffickers can steal and sell people, not to mention that the one who killed thousands of dollars was her fiancé."

"Government-run restaurants, can they mess around?"

Xian'er smiled, looking at Hua Qianyu like a mother looking at a silly child: "Young master is naive - since ancient times, officials are worse than the people. If all good officials are in power, how can the common people complain? Say Come on, how did the young master think that the daughter in this courtyard came in?"

Hua Qianyu thought carefully, and answered: "The house is completely empty, so I have no choice but to enter the yard in exchange for money?"

"My lord thinks selling a girl for glory is justice?"

Hua Qianyu was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head.

Xian'er smiled and also shook her head: "If all the women here came here voluntarily, there wouldn't be so many people who risked their lives and wanted to escape."

Hua Qianyu lowered her eyes.

Xian'er looked down at the qin, brushed the surface of the qin with her palm hanging in the air, and said: "The world is ugly, you don't need to pay attention to it, you are pure if you don't see it."

"How can I be the only one at ease?"

Xian'er smiled: "Yes."

……

Even if Xian'er refused, Hua Qianyu left Le Yang in the room, let him be alone with Xian'er, and walked to the North Tower by himself. He thought it would take a lot of effort to find the lady, but it would be easy if he didn't want to ——

In the first floor of the North Block, except for the stairs leading to the second floor, all the rooms are prisons made of wooden pillars, and they are not covered up. You can see the cells from a distance, and the naked body in one of the cells. A woman with a messy body and disheveled hair, with her back facing the prison door.

Hua Qianyu felt ashamed when he saw a woman's body for the first time, so he had to walk to the destination with his head down, but as soon as he stepped into the north seat, several male servants came to stop him, saying: "My lord, you are not allowed here. Trespass."

Hua Qianyu looked at them and said, "I want her." Hua Qianyu pointed to the cell.

The male servant looked back at what Hua Qianyu was pointing at, and said, "If the young master wants to, come back tomorrow night. She is still being punished, and she will bid for the auction tomorrow night on the first night, so it is not suitable to receive guests now."

Hua Qianyu shook his head and said, "I want to redeem her."

The author has something to say:

Hei (whispered): What can I ask?

Bai (whispering): Just ask.

Hei: Ahem, this doesn’t look like a danmei article...

Bai: In the foreshadowing of the plot, the second male lead will appear.

Hei: Why is the hero named "Hua Qianyu"?This feeling collides with Huagu.

Bai: Uh huh... I didn't think of this when I wrote it. After all, the first draft was many years ago (about five years ago), and I hadn't heard of wishbone at that time.The Hua surname is simply a favorite, and the term "Prime Minister Hua" sounds very... well, the name is from Three Thousand Universes, after all, this little boy has a bug of "god descending to earth".Supplement: At present, maybe, probably there will be no fantasy setting.

Xiao Hei: Why does Le Yang have a husband?Could it be...

Xiaobai: Erhu, a long time ago, "Xianggong" was used to refer to the prime minister, just like "Yu Shigong".There are more or less reasons for titles and the like, and they will not be messed up.The story time is probably set between the Tang and Song Dynasties, but after all, it is overhead, and it cannot be studied deeply.

Hei: Although it's a fiction, why is it called Ning Chao? (Don’t ask, I feel that no one remembers this dynasty name)

Bai: The founding emperor of the Ning Dynasty was once named the Marquis of Anning.

Hei: Can this article be more diligent?

Bai: The first three chapters will be updated daily, and in the next week, we will try to ensure two updates (if there are more, three), and the time will be fixed at [-] pm on Thursday and Saturday (if there are more, it will be on Tuesday).

Hei: Can't there be more?

Bai: Although it was drafted many years ago, the setting and plot have been changed again and again, and there are not many drafts for the final version.Since this article is being written very seriously (after all, it has been accumulated for many years), I don’t want to be perfunctory. On the basis of determining the quality, I will add more if possible.

Hei: Is there anything to say at the beginning?

Bai: It is forbidden to reprint and spread without my permission. It is not easy to write. Respect the original author. The source is Jinjiang Literature City, the author is black and white, thank you.In addition, if readers have any questions, they can directly ask in the comment area. It is estimated that there are not many people speaking. Either I will reply directly to the comments I see, or I will put the author in the new chapter with something to say.Hope to support, thank you again.

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Bai: Is fine points interesting?

Hei: Interesting [funny].