That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 404 Mr. Fanghua Pavilion Neiyu

At this moment, a woman in her mid-mature came out from the building and called out to Zhang Jian who was about to turn around and leave.

Zhang Jian stopped and looked at the woman with a little doubt.

Although he had never eaten pork before due to his lack of money, he had lived in the imperial capital for a long time, and at least he had seen pigs run away, so he knew that this woman was probably the old bustard of this institution. Don't underestimate these old bustards, young Shi is also a very popular oiran figure, who is best at dealing with people and observing people's words.

The old bustard approached Zhang Jian with her water snake waist without any fat, and said with a light smile, "The guest has already arrived at the door, why is he leaving again? But what doesn't suit the guest's wishes?"

Zhang Jian shook his head and said, "There's nothing I don't like, it's just that I'm shy."

The old bustard didn't believe it, "The guests are really joking. Look at your dress and manner. You are probably from a noble family. How can you lack these hundreds of taels of silver? Looking at the guests, it should be the first time to come to our Fanghua. Pavilion, then the slave family will be the host for once, and the guests' expenses for today will be halved, and it will be a meeting ceremony for this building."

Zhang Jian was quite moved, but he was a newcomer after all, and he was not familiar with the place, so he still hesitated a little.

The procuress has such sharp eyes that she can see Zhang Jian's worries at a glance, and adds another firewood, "My guest, we Fanghua Pavilion invited Mr. Su from the Qianjin Building to perform in the building today."

Sure enough, Zhang Jian became interested and asked, "Which Master Su?"

The old bustard said with a smile: "Master Su's name is Su Qingnu. She was originally a lady of an official family. It was only because her parents were convicted and imprisoned that her family was in decline. That's why she went to and from Jiangdu. At that time, the emperor had four great masters, namely Qin Mumian's Yao Qin, Yuan Shiqing's singing, Su Ruo's dancing posture, Li Bainu's pipa, Master Su is the closed disciple of Master Qin, who is proficient in piano art, especially Fengqiuhuang, and was once praised by Mr. Kang Le as 'the best in the south of the Yangtze River'."

The old bustard looked at his words and saw that Zhang Jian had been completely aroused, so he hurriedly continued: "Actually, everyone Su rarely comes out to perform. This time, we made an exception for our boss's sake. As the saying goes, it's better to come early than to come coincidentally. This time the guest just happened to catch up, if he misses it, he will not know when the next time will be."

Finally, Zhang Jian was completely moved, nodded and said: "If that's the case, let's go and see Master Su's demeanor."

The old bustard smiled like a flower, leading the way.

Everyone Su chose to play in a flower hall. If they are ordinary guests, they can only watch it with other people in the flower hall. The elegant room on the second floor.

Needless to say Zhang Jianduo, the bustard led him into the private room on the second floor with great insight. When he went upstairs, the bustard kindly reminded him: "After the performance is over, everyone Su will choose a guest to stay and talk about the rhythm of poetry. , but it is not allowed to stay overnight, after all, everyone Su is selling himself, not performing arts."

Zhang Jian laughed it off.

In his opinion, since he has entered this kind of fireworks, there is no one who is innocent. It is just that the price is not enough, as long as the money is enough, he can sell anything.

Of course, this price tag is undoubtedly a sky-high price for ordinary people, even ordinary wealthy businessmen and official sons can't bear it, only real big shots can spend a lot of money for a woman, such as the Mr. Xu who is calling the wind and rain in Jiangdu City.

Thinking of Mr. Xu, Zhang Jian's face became gloomy unconsciously. Seeing this, the bustard at the side quietly retreated, leaving Zhang Jian alone in the private room.

At this time, in another private room on the second floor, a man about 40 years old was slowly sipping tea. Whether it was the emerald ring on his finger or the elegant Shu brocade robe, it all showed that this man was of extraordinary status.

Not long after, the door of the private room was pushed open, and the bustard who had led Zhang Jian into the Fanghua Pavilion came in and said softly, "Mr. Yu, everything has been done as you ordered."

The man who was sipping tea hummed, "Go and tell everyone Su that we can start. Remember to be submissive. After all, everyone Su belongs to the son. If she doesn't want to act in this play, then we can't force it."

The old bustard responded respectfully, not daring to show any disrespect.

Although Mr. Yu has just returned to Jiangdu City, he was also a famous figure in Jiangdu City in the early years, especially at that time, Mr. Gongsun, who was like a fairy, was still in Jiangdu. Looking at the entire Jiangdu, who would dare not sell this Gongsun? Mr.'s personal follow-up is a face-saving?
Even now, Mr. Gongsun is gone, but there is still Mr. Xu, Mr. Yu is still Mr. Yu back then.

Yu is the same as Yu, and Mr. Yu is the sword master Yujia of Jianqi Lingkong Hall.

Although Yu Jia is getting older and no longer has the edge of his youth, but he is becoming more and more familiar with dealing with this kind of matter, which can be regarded as a gain and a loss.

Not long after the madam withdrew, another middle-aged man came in, and it was none other than Xuan Yi.

Yu Jia asked without raising his head, "Where's Gui Ding?"

Xuan Yi walked slowly to the window and pushed open a gap, looked out into the flower hall, looked at the Yaoqin that had been set up, and replied: "Gui Ding is arranging manpower, and he will personally do the errand of catching rape later. "

Yu Jia nodded, Gui Ding has a ghost in his name, he is good at disguise, and he never shows his true face to others, it would be better if he did this kind of thing, there would be no excuses, and there would be no mistakes .

Xuan Yi narrowed his eyes, and suddenly said: "I never imagined that our Jianzong would be reduced to doing such a thing."

Yu Jia sighed, and said: "Actually, Young Master once asked me if I can let that person die violently in Jiangdu City."

Xuan Yi turned his head, stared at him quietly, and asked, "What do you say?"

Yu Jia smiled, "What can I say, it's easy to kill people, but hard to deal with the aftermath. Today's Daqi court is not the Dazheng of the past, and today's Jianzong is not the Jianzong with Shangguan suzerain in those days. We killed Zhang Jian, the back foot of the Dark Guard Mansion will come to the door, and then we will have to rely on the face of the young master or even the elder Han Ge to pass the test."

Xuan Yi remained silent.

The affairs of the world are nothing more than a matter of one sword. This domineering words is easy to say, but it is extremely difficult to do it. Without the cultivation level of the Shangguan suzerain back then, I don't even think about it.

Yu Jia put down the teacup in his hand, and said flatly: "In fact, the current situation is already very good. With the help of the young master, I no longer have to be like a mouse crossing the street like a few years ago. Now Jianzong defeats the Demon Palace first, and then kills Zhang Zhao." Slaves, even the Taoist Workshop has become our pocket, which is something that Shangguan suzerain was not able to do when he was alive."

Finally there was a smile on Xuan Yi's face, and he said with admiration: "The young master is indeed remarkable, for being so scheming at such a young age, the old master's vision is really extraordinary."

Yu Jia smiled and said: "How about we make a bet, I bet that in my lifetime, the young master will definitely lead our Jianzong to revive again, and the bet is the last forged sword of the Shuifei Sword Furnace, how about it?"

Xuan Yi shook his head, laughed and scolded: "You old cunning, you know how to plot against me, the young master will definitely ascend to the world, what's the point of such a losing game?"

At this moment, Su Qingnu had come to the flower hall and began to play the piano.

(End of this chapter)