first minister

Chapter 34

"Although the little girl has no other advantages, she has always had a good nose. This morning, I smelled the smell of wound medicine on Sister Hongfu."

She looked up at Xia Jingyun, "Sister Hongfu has been taken over by guests these days, and she doesn't need to pick up guests, so she seldom goes out. The person who took care of her is Mr. Zheng's guard."

Xia Jingyun frowned, "Zheng Tianyu?"

Miss Yunxian nodded, "Mr. Zheng is in Cuizhuyuan every day now, and the guards accompanying him each have a sister."

Sure enough it was him!

Xia Jingyun took a lot of trouble, and finally confirmed the conjecture in his heart. It was indeed the person who made him feel that there was a problem. Not only did he not panic, but he let out a long breath.

Although I don't know why Zheng Tianyu has to deal with him so deliberately, but if he locks on the enemy, he will have a direction of defense, which is better than being worried anytime, anywhere.

He didn't immediately notify Butou Wu and the others.

Even if the guard is caught now, Zheng Tianyu can't be shaken. The other party can be said to be the guard avenging his personal revenge, but he will startle the snake.

Pretend not to know like now, but it is easier to prevent.

He looked at Miss Yunxian at the side, and said with a light smile, "Why don't you use this news in exchange for me to redeem you, I am so interested in this news, I think I will agree to it."

Yun Xian shook his head, "If you succeed in this way, it will inevitably make you feel coerced and unhappy. If you hate you, the rest of your life will be even more painful. I hope you have mercy!"

As she spoke, she looked sincere and bowed again.

But this worship, but failed to continue.

Xia Jingyun stretched out his hand to support her, looked at this beautiful woman who was courageous, courageous, and at the same time had a sense of proportion, "I promise you. It doesn't matter if you have money or not, you can keep your little money for your own life. This news about you is worth a lot of money."

Hearing the wish come true, Yunxian's eyes turned red immediately, crystal tears filled his eyes, his shoulders shrugged slightly, and wept bitterly.

I don't know how many grievances, fears, and worries have infected the body and mind in this lonely courtyard before this, and at this moment they turned into big tears and rolled down.

The beauty is weeping, I feel pity.

Xia Jingyun didn't want to disturb her, so she picked up the teacup silently, intending to pour herself a cup of tea.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he picked up the cup, Yunxian, who heard the noise, immediately wiped away his tears and got up, still smoking, and wanted to pour tea for him.

"It's okay, just cry for a while."

"Your servant should serve the young master. You should not be polite, young master."

Xia Jingyun saw her resolute attitude, so he didn't say anything more.

But being interrupted by such an interruption, the previous sad atmosphere disappeared, and the ambiguity of the lonely man and the widow living in the same room quietly grew and permeated.

Yunxian's face also turned red, "I'm going to get some wine and food, the young master will wait here."

Xia Jingyun thought for a while, "Why don't I go first."

"If the young master leaves at this time, I am afraid that some interested people will doubt the purpose of your trip. It is better to rest here and let the slave family take good care of you."

After speaking, her face became more and more red, her head lowered, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito.

Xia Jingyun looked at this beautiful woman who could have been considered a second-tier woman in the past, "Is this suitable?"

Miss Yunxian said: "My lord, you don't want to be spotted by others, do you?"

Xia Jingyun had no choice but to nod. Fortunately, he had anticipated the possible situation before he came out, and he had already greeted his family. Maybe he would not go home to rest.

The wine and dishes are served with warm fragrance and jade, and soft words. After pushing the cups and changing the cups, the two young hearts are throbbing with the dancing of the candlelight.

At this moment, Yunxian really seemed to have grabbed a piece of cloud and painted it on the cheeks of the Fairy in the Cloud, revealing a natural and moving flush.

She stared at Xia Jingyun obsessively, "My lord, will my servant serve you to rest?"

Xia Jingyun raised his eyebrows, "Do you really want to stay overnight?"

Miss Yunxian stood up. Although her tall figure had not fully grown, she already had an exquisite posture, just like a flower that just bloomed.

You can see that she is beautiful now, and you also know that she will be even more beautiful in the future.

It is hard not to appreciate and enjoy this beauty.

Especially when the dress on her body slowly slipped off, removing all obstacles that hindered your vision, and revealing that beauty unreservedly, Xia Jingyun's heart beat like a drum.

With her arms crossed in front of her chest, covering the red lotus on the top of the mountain, she tilted her head slightly, and whispered shyly, "Please have mercy, my lord."

Xia Jingyun, who had already raised her head in salutation, stood up and walked towards her.

Step by step, every step seemed to step on her heart.

He stretched out his hand, put the clothes on her again, and said softly: "The future will last forever, I hope to leave you with good memories of this matter, not in such a sad place."

Looking at Yunxian who had put on her clothes again, Xia Jingyun sighed melancholy in his heart, what can I do, I'm still vain!
With the current physical condition, it would be trivial to get on the horse rashly and leave a record of being ridiculed for a lifetime.

As the night grew darker, after Yunxian took Xia Jingyun's bath, she spread out the brocade quilt, and when Xia Jingyun lay down, she posted it.

The soft and graceful body leaned against him gently, emitting bursts of refreshing fragrance, "My lord, what shall we do next?"

Can't do anything. Xia Jingyun silently adjusted the gun posture with his left hand regretfully, and said, "What's your plan next?"

If you are extremely puzzled, the beautiful atmosphere on the couch will be shattered in an instant.

Yunxian sighed softly in his ear, exhaled like blue, and talked about the past in detail.

"If the young master does not give up, the slave family is willing to serve you around. If the young master does not need the slave family, after returning the money from the young master, the slave family will find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, do some legitimate business to support yourself, and end the rest of your life."

Xia Jingyun raised his eyebrows, "Haven't you thought about marrying a good man?"

Yunxian was stunned for a moment, thinking that Xia Jingyun was joking, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Once you become a lowly citizen, you will be lowly for life. How dare you look at red clothes in this life."

It was only then that Xia Jingyun realized that the ancient times were not like the era he used to be, when he put on his trousers, he was as clean as ice, and another place would be a bargain.

At this time, under the strict household registration management and extremely small turnover of the brothel women, basically the moment they entered the brothel, the tragic tone of the whole life was set.

It is almost impossible to wear the big red dress that can only be worn by regular wives in a lifetime.

"Hey, don't think so much, let's take a step at a time." Xia Jingyun looked down, and quickly withdrew his gaze, "How about this, let's compete."

Yun Xian raised his face, full of interest, "Compared to what?"

"Fall asleep first. One, two, three, let's go!"

Xia Jingyun tilted his head and closed his eyes.

Yunxian looked at it with a smile on her cheek, but then her smile gradually froze, because she really heard a slight snoring sound.

She couldn't help laughing, her eyes showed tenderness and gratitude, she looked at that handsome cheek in a daze, then carefully lay down next to him, rubbing her head in, and fell asleep sweetly and contentedly.

The next day, when Xia Jingyun opened his eyes, Yunxian had already filled up hot water and was ready for breakfast.

Xia Jingyun smiled and said: "According to the script, shouldn't you be the time when you are the first to be engraved and lazy, why are you so busy?"

Yunxian smiled softly, "We don't have the qualifications to be lazy, son, let's have dinner."

The sky was bright outside, and Xia Jingyun only then carefully looked at the appearance of the woman in front of her. Qingshan eyebrows, water-cut pupils, delicate nose bridge, moist lips, bright and gentle facial features, I don't know how she managed to maintain her innocence in such an environment.

With such an appearance, it is estimated that she is no worse than that oiran.

Thinking of that oiran, Xia Jingyun couldn't help but move his heart, and said with a smile: "Everyone said that they came to the brothel to write poems. Do you have pens and paper here? I'll give you a poem."

"some."

Yunxian was about to prepare immediately, but was stopped by Xia Jingyun, "Eat first, let's talk after eating."

After eating, she put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, and said respectfully: "Don't dare disturb your thoughts, my servant is waiting outside the courtyard."

After a while, Xia Jingyun folded the paper that had dried up the ink, walked out of the room and handed it to her, and said with a smile, "Don't tell anyone about this poem, you must wait until the redemption is over, otherwise your boss will not let you go. I will go and redeem you now."

After speaking, he got up and left, walking on the road, he couldn't help pressing the gun. After a night in other brothels, they all pack up their clothes and go home, and he can still dance with a gun. It's too miserable.

Good people are hard to do!
In the Linhua courtyard, watching Xia Jingyun's back going away, Yunxian was in a daze for a long time, fastened the door, and took out the piece of paper from his bosom.

Naturally, she believed in Xia Jingyun's talent, but she still had some doubts about his words, writing a poem casually, how could it have such a big effect, and would make her boss not let her go.

While thinking, she unfolded the paper.

The first thing that catches the eye is the title: [Linhuayuan presents Yunxian]

[Lin Hua thanked the spring red, too hastily, but the cold rain came in the morning and the wind came later.

Rouge tears, stay drunk with each other, when will it be heavy.Naturally, people grow up and hate water and grow east. 】

In just a few words, it was like a heavy hammer hitting her heart.

In Linhuayuan, a girl named Yanzhi cried like rain.

The process of redemption did not experience too many twists and turns.

Although the old bustard of the brothel didn't know this Wenkui who shined at the literary conference, the brothel has its own rules and prices for the redemption of guests.

If it was before yesterday, Yunxian's price might have been higher, but now that the customers have been picked up, the price has naturally dropped a lot.

But although Yunxian usually disguises cleverly, the owner of the brothel must know her figure and appearance, so the bustard asked for 300 taels, Xia Jingyun pretended to have no money, and tried repeatedly, but failed, so he had to pay on the spot to get Yunxian's body deed.

"Congratulations sister! Congratulations sister!"

The news spread quickly, and many girls in the building came to Linhuayuan to congratulate.

A girl like Yunxian, who has no performance competition with them and is younger than them, is treated like a girl. It is indeed a very happy thing to be able to get out of the sea of ​​suffering when receiving the first customer.

Yunxian thanked everyone one by one, then simply packed up his necessary things, packed the package, and prepared to leave.

When she reached the door, she suddenly turned her head to look at the quiet and detached two-story building at the end of the road, remembering that Xia Jingyun was kicked out by the other party last night, and felt inexplicably upset for him.

So she changed her mind, found some paste, and pasted the long and short sentences that she wanted to keep as a souvenir on the gate of the courtyard.

(End of this chapter)