box of hearts

Chapter 108
"What's the matter, mother is so anxious?" Qingtian Diaoerlang leaned over, picked up a long incense chopstick and put it into the green Yi stove to dial incense, "I have my own reasons. Call outsiders Speaking of which, we must be in this line of business where the life of a kiln sister is bitter and the old bustard has a dark heart, but who knows the difficulties of being a bustard? When my mother bought us in, they were just seven or eight-year-old yellow-haired girls, let alone hired someone to teach them. Art, even food, clothing, and clothing need a fortune, and they can only open their doors to start a business when they are in their teens, and not all of them can eat this bowl of food. Let’s talk about our group, only me Sister Xizhu and Sister Xizhu are quite competitive. Diexian and the others are always good or bad, so they can barely support the expenses. The smaller ones, according to the flowers, are on the road, but they are spread out for a while Cleaning up the rebellious party scares her big customers so much that she dare not come to the door. The three little girls that mother bought newly will not be able to make their debut for a few years, but they have raised three more mouths in vain these days. I went in. Although I said that the business was gone, I was still staying in this yard, seeing all the indiscriminate things. Since sister Xizhu passed away last year, the situation has been worse than before, and I stopped for nothing for a long time. This year's income can't even catch up with the fraction of previous years. Needless to say, "Ruizhu Xianbang", is there a Duanjiaban in this section of "Twelve Flowers"? Originally, our business was one of the best, but now Even if it’s not the last one, it’s not far behind. Mom still has to put on airs and show off all day long, so how much does the new set of pear furniture in Donghua Hall cost? Didn't my mother pick it out from between her own teeth when I eat it? Come and go, it's not all old. The patrol shop has a newcomer, greedy wolf and tiger, look at the third master. Our door, I thought he had posted a lot of things for us, and the money was drawn more frequently and harder. Counting these daughters, I am the eldest, how can I not share my mother's worries in such a difficult time?"

The second sister Duan heard Qingtian's words in her ears and felt it in her heart. She sighed endlessly: "My good daughter, if you are sensible, you are my mother's heart. Your mother has taken care of you. This matter But it must never be done. It was the third master who told me not to ask you to pick up the guests at my place, and you brought someone behind his back—don’t say whether people dare to come——catch the third master to come to the door tomorrow, you Mom's old horoscope is not very reliable!"

Qingtian smiled nonchalantly, "Third Master said it at the beginning, but it was actually because I didn't want to do business for a while, and I was afraid that my mother would not agree, so I asked him for a favor. It wasn't his own intention. Think about it, mother, if he really cares about me, You redeemed me a long time ago, and what do you leave me doing in this dirty place? It's just that I haven't seen the promiscuous scene in the brothel, so I'm just looking for something new, so why would you really be angry for someone like me? "

As she spoke, she knocked the copper chopsticks on the furnace mouth, her voice was cold and firm, like her heart. "Besides, he is not considered to be in my business. He has neither placed a drink nor a card, and he has to clear the place before he returns, which has delayed many serious customers. Although he also helped out, but It's just a drop in the bucket, who dares to fight if you give more or less? Let's take a step back, even if the third master did me in a serious way one day, my mother will ask him to ask for it?"

"Hiss, this—"

"Mom, just listen to me. I said that the third master is a loss-making business. It is true, but it is not. He once ate at the Jiangsu and Zhejiang restaurants, and the price tripled in one night. Let's say he has been around for a year." This woman's worth is not based on beauty, ugliness, beauty, but who is the man who sleeps with her. To put it bluntly, in the eyes of outsiders, I am now a 'forbidden', who wouldn't be itchy? You gamble to eat fugu! While the third master is not here, mom, you can quietly invite Mr. Feng over here. He is the most expensive old man. If you want ten times the usual price, he will definitely be a repeat customer. Sometimes I just secretly set up a private seat in my room, don't say it to the outside world, where did the third master find out when he was far away on the front line of the battlefield? Even if he knew it, he didn't necessarily take it seriously, even if he asked about it seriously, I would have it Talk back to him."

The intimate conversation made Second Sister Duan's heart itch, "Yo, this, I'm afraid it's inappropriate. If the third master really asks, how would you answer him, my good boy?"

Qing Tian raised his eyebrows and smiled, stretched out his foot and kicked a silver spittoon next to his feet, "Hey, my mother taught me this since I was a child, so why don't you ask me the other way around? It's nothing more than pretending to be a vixen and a pitiful child, usually I opened my mouth for no reason, so I just took this opportunity to confess my love. If the third master loves me, I will make my mother's money more generous in the future. If I get annoyed, I will turn my face and never come back. I can also open the door to do business and make money openly. What's the matter with being so obsessed with him all the time? Anyway, I'm all thinking about the yard. If my mother doesn't agree, it's fine, so I don't have to thank you. It's just that I saw Xiao Zhao sitting outside Waiting for the jewelry account for their shopkeeper, my mother didn't know how to piece together everything, and it took a long time to send him away. If I sit around like this, I'm afraid even this Mid-Autumn Festival will be sad."

The second sister Duan was finally defeated by the temptation, she punched her feet and stomped her feet, and a camel offering treasures and gilt silver beside her bun was distracting[9] sitting and lying with power, turning around. "Okay, just do as my good daughter said! It's just that this matter has to be done without anyone noticing. Hehe, it's okay to think about it carefully. Don't say that the third master will not come back, just come back, Every time before you come to our place, someone will inform you, even if there are people sitting in your room, please leave quickly, so as not to run into each other face to face. If the third master wants to hear any gossip afterwards, my dear daughter, you should use your means to deal with it. You just said to coax him well, and he got away with it."

"It's exactly what mother said, how good I am at coaxing men, mother, don't you know? Don't worry." Qingtian Mei smiled, and put the copper chopsticks in her hand into the furnace, which were burned black and red The fragrant cakes were stabbed fiercely, and the pokes were shattered.

Her heart is black, her heart is red; her heart is shattered.

13.
That night, Mr. Feng received a secret invitation from Qingtian, like a dog smelling of meat, he left Bao Liuniang in his arms and rushed over.It was rumored that he had known about the affair between his old friend and the regent, so he was able to take over again, and he felt that it was Guangzong Yaozu's lintel, who only had fun in Huai Yatang every day, and spent his days in Qingtian. The cost on the body is beyond the reach of all the whores in Huaihua Hutong.

Although Qingtian was by Duke Feng's side, his mind was like a flying leaf, he didn't stop for a while for this old body like a rotten wood, he just kept thinking about another man—not Qi She, but Joe luck.Even when he was passionately in love, Qingtian never thought about Qiao Yunze that much, to be more precise, he "thought" about Qiao Yunze.She even forgave him, because she had never understood him as thoroughly as today.

Yes, for example, a period of youth ages sadly, or the glorious end of a period of prosperity; for example, letting a corpse be gnawed by insects or rats, or refining relics in a raging fire.It is clear at a glance which is cruel and which is kind.Why do we have to watch a beautiful thing fade and wither, when there is a way to prevent this from happening?
For her, this is the best thing in life.The person she loves is also sincerely in love with her, with a heart-to-heart connection, and it is not enough to touch her already decayed body, and it is not enough to think of many men who have done this in the past when he bows down to her.What follows is suspicion, disputes, disgust, and abandonment. This is an irreversible defeat that has been turned on the gears.The day of farewell is a prophecy, he is unattainable in the eyes of thousands of people, and she is only the dust in the dust that can attract his attention in the dusty crowd only by relying on a gorgeous dress.Passers-by whispered behind their backs: "Look, because of her beauty, do you think the regent will see her choose to be a princess?"--When one person expects another person to see it, it is considered a Wishful thinking, so how could there be anything between them?But Qingtian felt that what she had was enough, because he saw her alone in the crowd—she could be sure, and she could imagine how beautiful she was at that time: a grain of red rolling into the sea, like a woman exiled on the sea. On, to sacrifice the bride of God.

He wouldn't know how much she was grateful to him. He made a life in the mud burst into such brilliance. Now, it's up to her to repay him.Fate never gave her woman's chastity, she would pay him back in death.

The pillow was wet with tears, Qingtian was being killed one by one.No, she's killing, learning from her wise old love, and killing her new love before everything goes sour.Qingtian doesn't expect Qi She to understand, but this is true love. She loves the love between them so deeply that she needs to kill it with her own hands.And just like that, as evidenced by the sweaty, oily, heavy-as-real pile of skin and bones that oppressed him, it was over.Ashes to ashes, ashes to ashes, those who came from the mud will return to the mud.

The night was as dark as the darkness, and the snoring sounded, surpassing the rumbling artillery fire.Qingtian piyi got out of bed and stood in front of the desk in the outer room, using the dim light of the oil lamp, he wrote the same word over and over again: Ann.Every piece of paper was wet with tears, but there was always a warm and gentle smile in those teary eyes.For the first time in his life, Qingtian noticed that "An" was only because there was a woman waiting for him under the eaves.

The news of the complete victory came at the end of August.The Prince Regent's personal troops went as if walking on the ground, dozens of bandits and chieftains were captured alive, and the large-scale rebellion in the entire Guanzhong area was completely suppressed and subdued.It has been the beginning of September since the class teacher returned to the imperial court, and the imperial court cannot do without a large banquet and military celebrations. There is joy inside and outside, and only Qi She, who is the protagonist, is full of thoughts.

(End of this chapter)