Suspect in Jinling

When she got home that day, Yu Daijiao suddenly picked up the brush. She didn't know what to paint, but her heart was anxious. There was an inexplicable mass that burned her whole body. She sipped the ink hard, Biting the tail of the pen with the bamboo head, a large coherent line poured out from the end of the pen, they are the girl who was forcibly thrown down, the fat and grinning man, the virgin blood winding down from the leg, the twisted figure broken on the polo field musculoskeletal...

Her father was a Jinshi in the first year of Orthodoxy, and he was gentle and upright. The moving truck was full of ancient books, and the wrinkles on his face were full of elegant charm, but she seemed to be born with the talent to draw these things. The facial expressions are drawn with anger, and they are strung together into cold stories, which are completely different from the stories of the talented and beautiful in the world, and are bound into a small book with scenes of strange emotions and violence.

Not long after, Yu Daijiao found out that there was a poor book store near the academy that was about to close. It was called Fuchuntang. Its location was not good, and it had a fancy name. , she went to Boss Tang of that house and asked him if he was interested in selling this little book. With a slap on the head, he roughly printed a hundred volumes of this obscene little book in one go.

Yudaijiao didn't take it seriously, and she left it behind after finishing the matter. She didn't expect that a month later, when she was leaving school, she was blocked by Boss Tang, and the fat middle-aged man stuffed her suspiciously. Stacking the precious notes, he asked her in a low voice if she had any other small books in her hand, and if she still had them, she was willing to order them again.It turned out that Boss Tang secretly printed another [-] copies of her book, and the supply exceeded the demand. In the end, the buyers had to raise the price to snatch up the last few copies.This made Yu Daijiao feel a little surprised. Her painting skills are fine. The skills she has personally trained by famous masters have a solid foundation, but the content of her paintings is obviously completely opposite to the orthodox mainstream. It was undoubtedly a great encouragement to her to be popular.

She began to draw again, dark and rough, too wild for a girl.She marked Anonymous, and took the booklet to negotiate with Boss Tang, limiting the number of printed books and dividing them into several layers. She was not greedy, but asked Boss Tang to keep her identity secret from the outside world.Tang Yongyuan praised him again and again, and took the storybook.Immediately afterwards, Yu Daijiao began to pay attention to pulp paper, paper, engraving, and craftsmanship. She learned about the differences in workmanship in different printing houses through her father's channels. Went to Wuxi Fahrenheit to discuss business, and after negotiating a low price, he used all the money he earned to print his third book directly. Sure enough, after color overprinting, it was not blurred, and the printing was not blurred, and it was as delicate as the lines of a bird, seal and snail. Also clear and lifelike.

She returned to Fuchun Hall with the booklet, and the book that looked like new again, and talked about sharing again.Afterwards, Fuchuntang introduced gold, stone and books from the collection world, and she promoted the Song version of "Rongzhai Wubi" at Qin's Polo Club and Flower Banquet. Gradually everyone knew about a Fuchuntang near the Gongyuan.Boss Tang's half-dead bookstore began to come back to life, and the store expanded one after another. On the surface, everyone knew that the owner's surname was Tang, but they didn't know that it had another owner named Yu.

And the beginning of all this came from a little girl's tone of gambling one night: she wanted to make money, and if she earned [-] yuan from Jiang's family to buy her, she would send her brother to marry her, so she would not have to marry.

Yuyue quickly noticed these little actions of his sister, and frowned and commented: "How do you draw these... um, sneaky things?"

Yu Daijiao leaned on her head with the tail of a pen, and was about to break her head: "Ah! Brother, you came just in time, hurry up! Show me a pose!"

Yuyue turned pale with shock: "Huh???"

My sister's character is too frivolous, she doesn't know that she is still a young girl who is not married to Yunying?

"Where did you read this! Be careful of the eye of the needle!"

Yu Daijiao raped him unconvinced: "Whatever you pretend, it's just for you guys to see! Why do girls have needle eyes!"

Her father is open-minded, and her brother is even more open-minded than her father. Think about it, yes, my sister has this skill, and he can get some hush money. He hasn't bought the fashionable silk net scarf and the forehead embellished with beads and jade, and the season will change again in two months, so it's time for him to cut new clothes.Yuyue thought about it seriously, and immediately told her to be more careful, and to hide it from her father.

Later, if there was a door lock at night and Yu Daijiao wanted to go out, Yuyue would take the initiative to cover up, and if Yuyue wanted to go out to socialize, Yudaijiao would generously give him money.

Yu Daijiao was going to hook up with Liu Lier and draw several pictures of her as beauties, but her brother couldn't understand her behavior: "Can you give me money? Jewelry is also okay? What does she want from your paintings? She can see it by herself in the mirror. "

Yu Daijiao was elated for a while, and dejected for a while, so she hurriedly told her brother to go far away, so as not to delay her thinking.Later, she took the painting to the Folou to look for opportunities, and finally found a beauty. She said that she claimed to be a student of the Gongyuan, and casually handed it out, saying that she was doing graffiti, talking about making up for the wall, and Liu Lier didn't take it seriously. He quickly opened the scroll, but his expression was stunned for a moment.The person in the painting is her, it’s nothing, it’s just a trick of young students, what’s rare is that in the painting, she is profiled, without seeing the whole picture, but her expression is perfectly portrayed, which cannot be mistaken, but this painting skill is not the most rare The most rare thing is that in that painting, she is actually in the school, dressed in a scholar's uniform, with her eyes wide open, and she is listening to the teacher's lecture with her chin resting.

Liu Li'er liked this weird painting very much, so he rolled up the scroll and took it away, saying: "I remember you. A scholar is devoted to Taoism, but he is ashamed of those who wear bad clothes and eat badly. It's not enough to discuss."

Yu Daijiao was stunned for a moment, that was the first time she came to Mingfolou, what she said when she saw her classmates being bumped into by the servants in the building and about to fight.

Liu Lier continued softly: "You good little girl, why do you often hang out with a group of male students?"

Yu Daijiao shuddered again, her eyes were so sharp that she could see right away that she was a man disguised as a woman.

From then on, a pair of girls who didn't know each other at all, a lady from an official, and a famous Qinhuai courtesan, got to know each other.

They will chat once every seven or eight days, and the place is chosen on the bright red Chongyang wooden bridge outside the Buddha Tower. You ask me, I ask you. Wait outside her door for a while.

Liulier would tell her about those high-ranking officials and guests, and about the men's jokes afterwards. When they met two people who knew each other, Yudaijiao would ask her about the details of that "uncle" and "uncle". Liulier was also curious about Yudaijiao's experience, and asked how she was able to go to school?Is it fun to read books with boys?Is polo fun?Is selling books fun?Then do you dislike your future husband?Yudaijiao laughed out loud, those joys that no one could share, those distresses that had nowhere to tell, came out of her mouth inconceivably, when it came to her father, she said she was very content, when it came to Jiang Xingzheng, she said she didn’t know , It looks okay, but I don't feel it.

Such a good life only lasted until the summer of the 13th year of Orthodox. She was not allowed to enter Mingfolou again, and she was not allowed to see Liulier again. She said that the military master who hired Liulier didn't like unclear scholars. Yu Daijiao stood blankly on the red bridge of Chongyang Wood in a scholar's uniform, as if she lost everything for a moment.

She rented a small boat and wanted to wait until midnight on the Qinhuai River to row under the window of the Liulier River House, but the first time she was blocked by the gate under the plaque, and she couldn't even get close to the sixteenth floor. The second time she stopped early Entering the pier, wandering in the middle of the night, waited until Folou was called to rest before going to the river room. Unexpectedly, the window was too high. She knocked on the window with a bamboo pole, but no one answered. She finally couldn't bear it and smashed the money into Calling Folou, took the opportunity to find Liulier: the smell of medicine on her body became stronger, and her complexion was very bad. When she opened her sleeves, Yu Daijiao could see the clear scars.

Liu Lier's eyes were cold, but he still smiled, saying that Bingbei Dao had newly promoted a leader Hu, and that man's younger brother seemed to have had an accident in Huai'an Mansion.When she said these words, she didn't cry, she was resigned to her fate, as calm as she finally accepted to marry the Jiang family, but her eyes were world-weary and indifferent, as if she had nothing to think about, and her life was not long.

"Because they're paying big bucks, they can do anything."

Blue veins sprouted on Yu Daijiao's forehead, her expression was unprecedentedly calm: "I can redeem you."

She looked at Liu Lier, grabbed her shoulders forcefully, and made her look at herself: "I heard that many prostitutes will return to the brothel because they have no means of earning a living even if they redeem themselves. If you promise, I can eat outside suffering, I will redeem you."

Liu Lier smiled faintly, looked at her like a child, and said, look at the copper funnel in my house, you can't redeem me.That night, Liu Lier told her the secret of her body and background. She was naturalized because of a crime, and her household registration was in the Ministry of Rites. Taking medicine is to maintain a white, thin, and young body.

Yu Daijiao's violent and bloody painting style has come back intensified.

She seemed to be being chased by something. She painted all night, drawing even more curious and distorted things. In the painting, the belly of a big pregnant mouse was ripped open, and purple afterbirth dripped from the wound. Visible to the naked eye, the little mouse scrambled in the dead mother's womb, then was stuffed back into its belly with one hand, closed its gray fur, and forced its deformed body out through the birth canal... In the middle of the night, she tore off those waste She wrote the manuscript, spread out the rice paper over and over again, strived for perfection, and started again with the pen, because she knew that maybe at this moment, Liu Lier was dragged to the bed, stripped of her clothes, and survived by screaming and beating.

Autumn, Wuxi Fahrenheit delivered goods, the autumn cold rain whipped the ground, several large boxes were tightly covered by waterproof tarpaulins, Yu Daijiao took the samples from Boss Tang, and distributed two of the old words in the book unopened The girl's body is twisted, the color is overprinted, and the engraving is finely carved. After she finished checking, she waved her hand expressionlessly and said, "Let's go. The alley is as narrow as a leek. She walked straight to a place where there was no one in a coir raincoat, and then said to the girl." Seeing the turbid water of the Qinhuai River surging, she squatted down, and suddenly burst into tears.

The sound of the wind rumbles, the sound of the rain, the autumn rain accumulates moldy, bleak and vigorous desolation, the Qinhuai River rises, the grayness seems to be able to penetrate the sky, the jade belt screams hoarsely, screaming and weeping bitterly at the rainstorm until the end The whole body is weak, powerless.

But on that day, a person walked up to her, holding a bamboo paper umbrella, and stopped in a hurry.He was wearing a pair of clean white-soled black boots, and the dark purple hem was splashed to his knees in the rainy night, but because of the expensive material, every time he took a step closer, the wet hem slowly rolled into a round of sparkling water light.

"Whose little girl is this? Okay, why are you crying so pitifully?"

The umbrella slowly covered the top of her head, and the voice was warm and loving, neither high nor low, neither thick nor thin, and it struck people's hearts as soon as they heard it.

Yu Daijiao was like an abandoned kitten, raised her head with tears in her eyes, but she forgot to shed tears after only looking at the man, and just remembered to look at him straight.

"...You, who are you?"

Ruined street corners, decaying old houses, and the wet and continuous rain made the Qinhuai River an ominous dark green. This man was dressed in a purple mansion-colored robe. He was a handsome man, but when he saw this man, he felt an unprecedented strong shock in his heart, because of his young face, because of his almost evil composure and composure that should not appear on him. Sophisticated, she wanted to be close but was timid, and suddenly she felt insignificant and pitiful like never before.

The man bent down and reached out to stroke her wet hair, "The fruits of good and evil karma, I will avenge my grievances...Little girl, have you heard me?"

This voice made Yu Daijiao startled for no reason, she held her breath, and looked into his eyes almost suffocatingly, the man lowered his gaze, his pale palm lifted her cheek, gently wiped away her tears amidst the rushing raindrops .

Then, he spit out her name accurately, and said gently: "Yudaijiao, if you want, I can help you rescue Liulier and give her a new identity."

The damp hair stuck to her face, and the girl's eyes widened suddenly, but she knew that what she was seeing was a forked road, an abyss and hell, and she could no longer resist this hot temptation.