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Chu Huan thought for a while, and then said, "You...should be able to redeem yourself!"

"Of course!" Ling Shuang sat down on a chair beside her, and said with a wry smile, "As long as you have enough money. But even if I become the head of a big bank, it seems that the scenery is boundless, and I am making money every day, but the money is in It’s not in my pocket. I’ve become the head of a big business today, and I’m sure someone will let me go to the stage. If it’s less, I can have dozens of taels of silver, and if it’s more, I can have hundreds of taels of silver. It’s just one. And you also need to prepare your own team, play the piano and play the flute, dance maids, and daily rouge and gouache, all of which need silver, and after a year, there will not be much left over!”

Ying Ren felt a little uncomfortable when he heard it, and Chu Huan was also very sad, knowing that this was the old bust's way of controlling them. If they could easily redeem themselves, where would the old bust earn money?

Yingren couldn't help asking: "You... how much money do you want to redeem yourself?"

Hearing this, Chu Huan knew that Ying Ren had already planned to redeem Ling Shuang's body, but he felt that the hope was a little slim.

Yingren took Chu Huan out twice, and Chu Huan knew a little about Yingren's financial resources, and felt that Yingren only had a few thousand taels of silver, otherwise he would not be forced to go out to grab Wenhua tonight.

Moreover, Ying Ren has very little left of the several thousand taels of silver, so it may be extremely difficult to redeem Ling Shuang's body.

"In the past, perhaps a few thousand taels of silver would have been enough." Ling Shuang smiled lightly, "But now that I have won the title of Oiran and become the leader of the big line, I can't say the exact amount."

As soon as the red candle burst, there was a "wave" sound, and there was desolation in the emptiness. The candle body as thick as the child's arm was already full of red tears, as if the red candle knew that the candle would eventually turn into ashes. For such a woman in the world, she offered her deep red tears.

Yingren opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all, but his eyes showed firmness.

There was silence in the boudoir for a while, and Chu Huan finally said, "Well... it's already late, I... I'll go first!" Naturally, he couldn't stay here and work as a light bulb.

Ling Shuang was startled for a moment, then helplessness appeared in his eyes, he stood up, and said softly: "Thank you, Mr. Chu, for listening to Ling Shuang's words." Glancing at Yingren, his cheeks flushed slightly.

Although Chu Huan wrote the poems, Wen Hua was on the filmmaker's head. According to the rules, Ling Shuang's brand was to be picked up by Yingren tonight, and this virgin body was also dedicated to Yingren.

Seeing that Chu Huan was about to leave, Ying Ren also stood up and said to Ling Shuang: "Miss Ling Shuang, it's already late, and you've worked hard today, take a rest earlier, turn around... I'll come and see you again later!"

Ling Shuang was so surprised that she couldn't help saying: "Xu... Mr. Xu is leaving?"

Ying Ren smiled and said: "I came here tonight, just to listen to Miss Ling Shuang play the piano and have a few words with her. My wish has been fulfilled." , you...you don't have to worry, I will definitely find a way to help you. "

Ling Shuang just thought it was unbelievable. She thought of many consequences, but she never thought that Ying Ren and Chu Huan would leave at the same time.

She herself couldn't tell how she was feeling right now.

It's just that she couldn't help it, and tears rolled down her eyes. She thought that Yingren had worked so hard tonight, and the ultimate goal was just for her own body like all men.

But in the end it was discovered that this young master had no intention of blaspheming himself.

Chu Huan had already left the house at this time. Seeing Ling Shuang weeping, Yingren took out a handkerchief made of high-quality brocade silk from his sleeve and put it in Ling Shuang's hand. Without saying anything, he smiled, turned around and went out, Take the door.

At this time, the night was quiet, and there was actually a crescent moon in the sky.

Yingren was a little sad, glanced at Chu Huan, and walked out of the courtyard with his hands behind his back, frowning slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Chu Huan followed Yingren, except for this courtyard, when he passed another courtyard, he heard the sound of teasing from the courtyard, which was obviously a garden full of spring scenery.

Ying Ren took a few steps along the small stone path thoughtfully, and finally stopped, looking at Chu Huan beside him, "Chu Huan, how much money do you think can help Miss Ling Shuang redeem herself?"

Chu Huan said: "Are you going to redeem her body?"

"Yes!" Yingren nodded, and said very seriously: "You can also see that this... I like Miss Lingshuang, so naturally I won't let her stay in this kind of place. No matter how much it costs, I will help you." she!"

Chu Huan sighed: "To redeem her, you will need a lot of money. As she said, Cuiyulou's mother spent money to raise her for 11 years, and the ultimate goal is to earn a hundredfold profit from her." , and now she is still the head of the big business, and she can earn more for Cuiyulou in the future, if there is no 2 taels of silver, Cuiyulou will not even say it."

"2 taels?" Yingren's face became serious.

Chu Huan stared at Ying Ren, and said slowly: "Silver can wait for you, but Miss Lingshuang won't wait for you. Miss Lingshuang won the oiran tonight, and there will be many men who covet her. I'm afraid she will have guests in two days." There are so many...!" Speaking of this, he said solemnly: "Mr. Xu, you don't take advantage of others. I admire you very much, but not all men in the world are so kind. In a few days, Miss Lingshuang's brand It will be picked up by others.”

Ying Ren's eyes were a little red, he clenched his fist and said, "Chu Huan, what do you think should be done?"

Chu Huan thought about it, it's not that he didn't want to redeem Ling Shuang's body, if he had the ability, Chu Huan would definitely say nothing, but now he only has a few gold leaves on his body, which is only a few hundred taels when converted into silver. Compared with Ling Shuang's ransom price, it is a drop in the bucket.

He can't rob houses for Ling Shuang, at least he doesn't have any deep friendship with Ling Shuang now, and he also knows that there are so many women like this in the world, and he can't control them if he wants to.

If it is said that he has no way to get money, that is not necessarily the case. After all, he really needs the money urgently, and there is Lin Lang behind him, but he just borrowed a large sum of money from Lin Lang to redeem the body of a brothel girl, which Chu Huan will do no matter what. not come out.

Seeing that Chu Huan didn't speak, Ying Ren also knew that this matter was quite embarrassing, his expression became more serious, and he started to walk forward with his hands behind his back.

Baoxiang Building was quiet at night, and many rooms were still very lively, and the sounds of Yingying and swallows could be heard from time to time. When the two left Baoxiang Building, Sun Desheng and Feng Wuma were waiting, but the three people who came along Followers, but only one person left.

Ying Ren didn't have time to care about these things, so he got into the carriage, let Chu Huan get into the carriage, and asked, "Do you have any wine at home?"

Chu Huan was taken aback.

"We're friends, so it's okay to ask for a drink at your house?" Yingren leaned against the carriage, looking very upset, and said directly: "Chu Huan, tell the driver where your house is, and I'll go drink!"

He offered to come to the door, but Chu Huan couldn't refuse. After thinking about it, the high-speed coachman was in the position, and the carriage went to Chu Huan's house. Sun Desheng urged him to go forward and persuaded him: "My lord, it's too late, should we go back earlier?"

Ying Ren said angrily: "Where does my son want to go, can you control it? You dog slave, your courage is getting bigger and bigger."

Sun Desheng didn't dare to say any more.

The carriage arrived in front of Chu Huan's door, and Yingren got out of the carriage. Seeing that it was late at night, Su Niang must have fallen asleep, but when Yingren came to the door, he had no choice but to knock on the door.

Yingren sized him up and asked curiously, "Chu Huan, you...do you live in such a small house?"

In his eyes, Chu Huan is very capable, how could such a talent only live in such a small house.

Chu Huan just smiled and didn't say much, knowing that this "Mr. Xu" knew too little about the folks. The house was already very spacious, but it was still too small in Yingren's eyes.

Chu Huan knocked on the door for a while, heard footsteps in the yard, and soon heard Su Niang's voice asking alertly: "Who is it?"

Chu Huan said: "I am Erlang!"

The courtyard door opened, revealing a crack, and then opened it. Su Niang couldn't help but said, "Why did you come back in the middle of the night?" In fact, she didn't fall asleep all the time, and Chu Huan didn't come back tonight. She only thought that Chu Huan was staying in the Su residence again. , although he went to bed early, but couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, and scolded Chu Huan countless times in his heart.

Chu Huan entered the door and saw Su Niang holding a pair of scissors in her hand. She was amused, but she also knew that someone knocked on the door in the middle of the night, so Su Niang was on guard.

Ying Ren glanced at Su Niang, Su Niang was only one year older than Chu Huan, she looked like a young woman, and couldn't help saying: "Chu Huan, is this your wife?"

Su Niang's face sank at first, and then her face became hot, and she gave Yingren a look. She didn't know who Chu Huan brought back, and she spoke so rashly, but Chu Huan smiled awkwardly: "This is the elder sister-in-law!"

"Oh?" Yingren was also a little embarrassed, cupped his hands and said, "Hi sister-in-law, I'm Chu Huan's friend!"

When Su Niang saw these people coming over in the middle of the night, she just nodded, she was worried, upset, and didn't have a good face, so she went straight to the house.

Chu Huan brought Yingren into the house, Feng Wuma only stayed in the courtyard, and Sun Desheng followed in, the lamps in the hall were already lit, Chu Huan said: "I'll go get the wine first!" I remember there were still two jars in the room liquor.

Seeing that Chu Huan was about to get some wine, Su Niang couldn't help asking, "Have you guys eaten yet?"

Yingren was really hungry at this time, and said: "Bring some food, I'm really hungry." He has never had any worries about food and clothing, and he just thinks it's only natural for people to eat.

Su Niang glanced at him, and thought to herself: "I really regard this as his home, why should I give him food? When I come back in the middle of the night, do I still want my old lady to cook?" Some were reluctant, but she was also a sensible woman, she just said: "It's too late, there are some leftovers, I'll go heat them up!" Twisted away.

Yingren was taken aback, wondering if it was possible to let the king eat the leftovers.

Chu Huan fetched the wine and sat opposite Yingren. Sun Desheng dared to stand beside him. Chu Huan poured the wine. Yingren had already taken a sip from the bowl. Where will I raise money later?" He kept thinking about redeeming Ling Shuang's body.

Sun Desheng opened his mouth but didn't speak. Chu Huan saw it and said with a smile, "What does Mr. Sun want to say?"

Sun Desheng was taken aback, this was the first time someone called him "Sir", Yingren had already turned his head, frowned and said, "Sun Desheng, what did you say?"

Sun Desheng said embarrassingly, "Young Master, we have lost all our money again...!" He was reminding Ying Ren that the money was gone, and after returning to Beijing, there was no way to explain it.

Yingren didn't care about that much at this time, and asked: "Sun Desheng, do you have a way to get the money?"

Sun Desheng hurriedly said, "No...no."

"What can I say if there is no way?" Yingren was very displeased, took another sip of wine, and sighed, since he was born, he has never been in such a predicament.

After being silent for a while, Yingren finally said: "There is really no other way, I can only ask him for it!"

"Who?"

"Qiao Mingtang!" Yingren blurted out.

Sun Desheng's face was startled, Chu Huan frowned, and Yingren couldn't take back what he said, so he was stunned for a while, and finally said: "Forget it, Chu Huan, I won't hide it from you. My surname is not Xu, but my surname is Xu." Ying is the fourth son of the current emperor, and he is the king of Qi!"

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ps: This chapter was set to be automatically updated in the early morning, and I should be in Hefei now.

Because of some personal matters, I will definitely not be able to type during the day. If I still have the energy to go back to the hotel at night, I will type immediately and try to update it. If there is no update, it will be tomorrow night.

If I really want to ask for leave, I will make up for it when I return to Shanghai!