Crown Jewels

Chapter 127

Gu Baozhu himself felt that what he said was quite reasonable.

At the end, she did not forget to nod to Song Yan again to confirm.

However, these words came like a bolt from the blue.

"Miantou?"

Song Yan murmured in a deep voice, and stared at Gu Baozhu for a while, then suddenly he poked the tip of his tongue against the back molars, and laughed angrily!

These are all lame excuses, do you really think he can believe it?
But when Song Yan lowered his eyelids, he could see the certainty in Gu Baozhu's eyes.

With this appearance, the veins on Song Yan's forehead twitched violently.

He couldn't hold back and took another two steps forward, his oppressive momentum getting stronger.

However, before Song Yan could say anything, Gu Baozhu got short and nimbly got out of the space formed by his arms.

Afterwards, without saying a word, she ran a few steps forward, and gracefully jumped onto the cruise ship docked beside the waterside pavilion.

"Boater, set sail—"

The young man's clear voice sounded, and the old man who was still dozing off on the shore suddenly woke up.

The old man subconsciously grabbed the oar and swam towards the center of the lake.

Song Yan was still a little dazed, when he rushed to the lakeside.

The entire hull was already in the middle of the lake. Although it was not far away, it was not a distance that he could catch up with manpower.

Just at this time, Gu Baozhu poked out half of his head from the cabin.

The folding fan boy glanced at Song Yan on the bank, waved to him as if nothing had happened, and then walked away again.

Song Yan gritted his teeth angrily...

There were only two people on board, and they were going fast.

In less than a stick of incense, Gu Baozhu returned to the Xiangxie residence that Sangsang brought him to when he first entered Pingkangfang.

Gu Baozhu raised the corner of his robe, and after leaving the boat and ashore, he went up to the second floor of the pavilion.

In this vicinity, there is no voice of Yingge's words around.

According to the method Sangsang taught her before, Gu Baozhu put down the folding fan in his hand.

She stepped up to the vase placed on the border of the corner, held the slender neck of the white porcelain vase with both hands, and turned it clockwise three times. After Gu Baozhu said three times in her heart, the thick brick wall burst open.

There was no one around, Gu Baozhu raised his folding fan and came in immediately.

Passing through the two roads, the scene in front of you is another world.

On the thick brown bookshelves, various materials and classics are neatly placed.

A woman with a pen wrote and drew on the rice paper, sorting out the information sent in today.

When Sangsang heard the noise and looked up to see Gu Baozhu, she excitedly put down the account book in her hand.

"Master Zhu——"

Seeing a familiar person, Gu Baozhu couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

The two exchanged a few simple greetings, and with the help of Sangsang, Gu Baozhu sat in front of the bronze mirror to touch up her makeup, and listened to Sangsang's introduction to her.

"master--"

"My other two stewards of Pingkangfang in Nanqu are in the front hall now."

"This place is a bit inconvenient. Before the top card will take the stage, I will take you to meet Bai Shuchen from the Intelligence Pavilion and Luo Yi from the Jiange Pavilion."

Gu Baozhu nodded as she listened, as if she understood.

In the entire Pingkangfang, Sangsang and the Bai Shuchen and Luo Yi she mentioned just now are the core figures of the management.

Sangsang manages Nanqu's Huaniang and Pingkangfang's account books;
Bai Shuchen, Junzi Qianqian, is a well-known gentleman luthier in Pingkangfang. He is known for his photographic memory and is good at observing words and demeanor. He is responsible for collecting information about ordinary people who come here every day;
And Luo Yi is very interesting, among the rich and colorful Hua Niang, she is very simple, with a high bun and a man's attire.

Occasionally, guests on the stage dance their swords to add to the fun, and if they encounter troubles, there is no need to notify the government, and their hands have been in charge of people and horses since ancient times.

Of course, the three of them have another layer of identity, that is, they are the top geisha in the eyes of the guests of Pingkangfang, because the three of them are very outstanding in themselves, and they don't need to sell their bodies. The guests who come and go know the rules of Pingkangfang, and no one Those who beat doctrine to them.

Secretly writing down the names of the other two, Gu Baozhu nodded.

There will be a headliner on stage tonight, and that's the best time for laughter and fun in the banquet hall.

Even some of the guests in the boxes would come out to join in the fun at this time.

In the hall, Yingying and swallows kept coming, Gu Baozhu left Xiangxie Residence and stopped on the second floor attic.

In the lobby, surrounded by groups of men, there was a slim woman standing one after another.

Or rub your shoulders and pour wine, or play with Chen Chi.

Gu Baozhu glanced around the hall for a week, and suddenly paused slightly.

In the very center of the hall, Song Yan, who just met him, was sitting, beside Fu Sinian and Yang Wu.

Turning his gaze slightly, Gu Baozhu saw a woman in a green shirt with lotus steps.

The woman walked up to the boy with drooping eyelids, put the wine cup with plain white fingers, and waited there quietly.

The corners of her lips pursed unobtrusively, and Gu Baozhu looked away.

In the hall, Song Yan's eyes drooped halfway, and he was already in a somewhat unhappy mood.

Therefore, he didn't respond to the overtures of the woman beside him, but Fu Sinian poked his elbow for whoever wanted to.

Feeling that Fu Sinian was annoying, Song Yan took the wine glass from the woman's hand, but from the beginning to the end, he didn't look up at the woman in front of him.

Downstairs the singing and swallows were dancing, but the boxes upstairs seemed quiet, only faint rustling sounds could be heard.

Gu Baozhu looked at the scene in other directions in the hall with cold eyes, but never thought that Sangsang, who was beside her, noticed something abnormal after observing the words and expressions.

"Master Zhu——"

"If Sangsang remembers correctly, Master Yang and the two young masters at that table are all booked out today by Huaniang Qingdai."

Gu Baozhu's thoughts were pulled back again, and she suddenly didn't know how to express it.

Sangsang interpreted this silence as Gu Baozhu felt that the information was insufficient and wanted her to say more.

Looking at the hall again, Sangsang had already recognized the young man on the square table, he should be the military officer, Deputy Wei, who invited her to visit the garden.

Sangsang only glanced at it, then said respectfully to Gu Baozhu:

"Master Yang and the others... paid in advance the money for the three days' entertainment."

Gu Baozhu snorted coldly in his heart, with a certain look of coldness, he looked away for a while, his face regained the alienated calm, and nodded towards Sangsang.

So... is this the so-called coming to Pingkangfang for three days and three nights without returning?

The night outside the hall was intertwined with moonlight, and in the center of the venue, people had already put up piano stands one after another.

In less than a moment, everything was ready.

Sangsang glanced at the time, Bai Shuchen and Luo Yi came up to dance swords next.

Simply, Sangsang placed Gu Baozhu in the front seat of the lobby.

Knowing that Sangsang will also appear soon, Gu Baozhu nodded to her, signaling her to go get ready first.

The chairs in the booths in the hall are charged according to the position, so holding a folding fan, the noble and handsome aristocratic family just arrived at the seat, and there was a flower girl who was waiting for the opportunity to come up and serve him tea graciously. liquor.

However, when Gu Baozhu didn't order them, they didn't dare to act rashly, they just stood quietly behind her and watched her face.

After eating about half a cup of tea, there was a slow zither sound.

At the beginning, I didn't intend to be chaotic, but the sound of clear spring water like flowing water and high mountains.

In the noisy hall just now, the noise of playing gradually subsided.

Sensing the strangeness around him, Song Yan was willing to lift his eyelids and glanced at the central pavilion.

Then I saw a young man in white, holding a bamboo flute, and the melodious sound of the flute echoed.

The young man stepped forward modestly like a gentleman, quite a bit of an exile temperament.

Song Yan only glanced at it, then turned his eyes away, and scanned the center of the hall for a week, carefully observing the reactions of the people around him.

All kinds of beings!Or raise the silver chopsticks to knock on the wine cup, or hold the little hand of the flower girl and shake her head, as if enjoying it.

(End of this chapter)