My Queen, you are naughty again

As soon as more than 20 girls heard Chu Li say that they don't have to sell their clothes in the future, they all stare. Everyone knows that this is a place of extravagance and wine in the brothel in the capital. Men come here to find women. Now they don't sell their clothes? Can this brothel still operate?

Jinxi, standing on one side, frowned incredulously and stared at Chu Li.

"Sister Li, we only sell?" the peony reacted very quickly. The voice of Huang Ying sounded, but some couldn't believe it. They looked at Chu Li sitting in the chair suspiciously.

Chu Li got up slowly, nodded, and said confidently, "of course, if you don't sell yourself, you can let those men really throw money at you. This is the real skill."

Suddenly, there were both joys and sorrows in Tianxiang square. Although they were all girls from Tianxiang square, they were all 369. Naturally, there were people like peony who sang, played the piano and danced in the capital. But there were also girls who were not good at learning. They usually relied on a good leather bag and coaxed and cheated to put the man's money into the bag.

The lights in the room flashed, and the large chandelier filled with twenty candles at the top of the hall reflected orange candles and reflected the beautiful faces of the girls.

In a moment, I saw a girl standing up below, wearing a rose red dress, with bells on her wrists and ankles. When she moved, she would tinkle. Her fingernails stained with Cardan red were also very beautiful.

The girl looked at Chu Li with some grievances and was at a loss. The slender eyebrow bone wrinkled, as if the whole day was going to collapse. She murmured: "Li... Li sister, the girls don't have as good a voice as sister Shaoyao. Their dancing posture and qualification are flat. What can we do?"

As soon as the girl spoke, many girls whispered below, and their little faces were full of sadness.

Although they are all Tianxiang Fang girls, they have no choice but to make money by selling themselves in this brothel. Without money, they can't live here and survive. What's more, there are many girls and younger brothers and sisters who come to Xiangfang to seek life on this day. How many people are easy?

Jinxi, standing on one side, also said, "leave sister. In the future, we only sell art and not sell ourselves. We also know that leaving sister is for our good, but... But the brothel is not like this. Some sisters and sisters really can't eat and support themselves."

Looking at their small faces one by one, Chu Li quickly comforted: "I have my own way, so you don't have to worry. As long as it's the girl of Tianxiang square, follow me to ensure that you have food, clothes and money!"

Then Chu Li arranged Jinxi to call all the girls and boys in Tianxiang square.

In an instant, the large hall of Tianxiang square was immediately crowded with people. Chu Li looked at these people, most of whom were girls and teenagers aged 17 or 18, and smiled. After that, Tianxiang square would naturally rush out of the Jianghu and win a good reputation by relying on them.

Today was also a small meeting for the people of Tianxiang square. After glancing around, Chu Li stood in the center of the hall, raised his voice and said in a deep voice: "now that Tianxiang square is in my charge, everyone should listen to my arrangement. I don't ask much. There are only two points!"

The crowd looked up at Chu Li. They didn't know what she was going to say, so Chu Li clapped his hands and then said, "the first point is that all people obey my arrangement. I said I won't let you sell, girl. If one of you secretly sells behind my back, you won't forgive you!"

No matter what it looks like later, but now this one that doesn't sell has made most girls happy and smile as sweet as honey.

Then Chu Li coughed twice and continued: "this second point, I can guarantee that each of you can earn money, but if you let me know later, you tell others the way to earn money, the consequences of any of you are more terrible than the consequences of selling yourself!"

Chu Li is a man of principle, and now he takes over the Tianxiang square. Then he will do it well. By virtue of his own skill, plus the talents of all the girls, he will be able to break a new world in this capital city.

"Do you remember?" Chu Li said in a low voice.

Maybe he stayed with Mo Rongrui for a long time. Chu Li now has a faint sense of depression, which makes people look at him and dare not approach him.

"Remember what your sister taught you." the girl below leaned down and replied seriously to Chu Li in front.

After that, Chu Li murmured to liu'er and Jinxi around him. Jin'xi and liu'er went down separately and divided the girls into groups. Each leader was a person with outstanding skills.

In the next few days, there were loud and clear singing, beautiful dancing and melodious Pipa sound in Tianxiang square, and the crisp piano sound like mountain spring continued to pass on, but there was no man in it. All the girls were constantly practicing their talents.

Until now, the girls know that leaving their sister is to let them learn to sing, lute and dance.

On the third floor, Chu Li has been sitting at his desk all morning. He hasn't put it down since he picked up the brush. He draws something on rice paper.

At noon, Liu Er buttoned the door, carried the new charcoal fire to the small incense burner in the house, put the new charcoal fire into the basin with tweezers, and said to Chu Li, "leave your sister, have a rest. You've been sitting there all morning. Don't wear your eyes."

With that, he went to Chu Li's side again, handed Chu Li the new warm little gold stove, and motioned her to hold it in her arms.

Chu Li's painting was in full swing here. He didn't even lift his head. He took the small gold stove to warm his hands and put it aside again. He frowned and said, "I'm not cold, but you. Your hands were cold just now. You should warm them first."

There are pieces of rice paper on the table, which are painted with skirts, and several pieces of things similar to the stage.

Liu Er looked down to the left and right, but she didn't see it. So, standing on one side, she helped Chu Li grind ink, and asked Chu Li, "Sister Li, what are you painting? How does it look like a dress!"

"It's also like clothes and skirts. This is clothes and skirts!" Chu Li drew another picture, collected his pen and hung it on the pen holder, got up and stretched a big stretch.

When he stretched out his arm, the bones on his body clicked. The faint aroma of Chimonanthus in the house lingered around the tip of his nose, making Chu Li smile.

"Leave elder sister, this dress is also... Very beautiful!" Liu Er pointed to a long tailed skirt on it and said slowly.