Chapter 21 Make a romantic
At night, Zhong Niang helped Qingyi make the bed. Qingyi looked up at the moon at the window and didn't know what she was in.
"Young master, you can have a rest."
"Oh, I see. Go and rest by yourself. Don't think I'm so delicate. Go ahead."
"Yes, young master. It's still the end of winter. It's very cold at night. Please rest early. Hearing Zhong Niang's words, Qingyi nodded and waved her hand to let her rest by herself. Finally, one person calmed down...
In such a calm night, Qing Yi looked into the distance. Through the loud noise, her eyes seemed to float farther away.
Far away from Fengfei's flower dynasty, the door of General Mu's mansion was cold. Perhaps because the snow had just fallen, the white frost on the blue stone looked even colder.
At ten o'light nights, a small navy blue sedan chair followed the sedan chair, came far away, walked to the door of General Mu's house, and stopped.
When my husband, who had been waiting in front of the door for a long time, saw the sedan chair coming, he hurried to help the man. He saw a man with messy hair walking down the sedan chair in a panic. His face was pale and his eyes were blank, and he muttered, "My son's... spiritual position, where is it?"
Who is the person who fell into the sedan chair, not Liu Mei?
"The prince, be careful under your feet!" My husband held his willow eyebrows and looked at him weak. His eyes were full of red blood... I think it was because of the death of the young lady!
"My son...my son...where is it? I want to see her...her", "Son, son! Let's go to the house and have a rest tonight. Let's worship Miss again. My husband's father-in-law took care of Liu Mei's living. Seeing that the prince was so depressed, he could no longer describe his mood in words. It was really heartbreaking.
"My son... No! I'm going to see her now!" Unexpectedly, Liu Mei roared like this, took a breath again, and insisted on running to the Mu family's ancestral hall.
What male training, what husband's precepts, Liu Mei can care about nothing! But you just can't touch his daughter!
The daughter I raised with painstaking efforts is gone.
A light book told himself that Yin Wang Mu Qingyi had an accident on his way to office. In Acacia County, he was buried in the sea of fire.
"My son, you died so unfairly!!! You just don't want your father and abandon your father!!!——"
In the long night, Liu Meichang knelt in front of Mu Qingyi's 'spirit position' and cried bitterly. This cry was two days and two nights without playing, and no one could persuade him.
Liu Mei was in pain. She missed her daughter and couldn't be herself when she was a child, but she didn't know that a woman who was supposed to be 'entering the earth for peace' was competing with a group of wine and sex people in the flower building - Binghu.
Unlike yesterday, Qingyi looked at the Caiwei courtyard decorated with flowers. The strong smell of rouge has been dispelled by the fragrance of flowers, and the man in the building is not wearing so blatantly. Occasionally, he just throws a wink at a handsome daughter...
Qing Yi looked at all this with a faint smile, as if he didn't care at all. Because I had thought about the plan last night, as long as I didn't make a mistake, I would be in the position of Ximinghuang within about seven days. Retransform this waste country with black smoke and gas.
He took a sip of tea, watched the playboy walk on the stage with a smile, and listened to him frequently say that his Binghu was good. Qingyi also nodded and smiled, but in fact, it didn't sound much worse. Binghu comes from everyone, but he is just drifting in the wind and dust. The face is as cold as ice. In fact, is there a man who doesn't want to get the exclusive love of his wife? Ha ha, although Binghu is very careful, she is also worthy of herself! I am arrogant, and with a frivolous man's heart, it's a match made in heaven! What's wrong?
Qingyi thought about it and heard the playboy invite Binghu to perform. He came to his senses. Qingyi looked at the light veil curtain on the stage opening, and the blue Binghu nodded to the people under the stage and was ready to make a sound.
In the twilight, Binghu caught a glimpse of the pin on his head... Isn't that the 'ice butterfly dream' he gave him? Sure enough, it matches his dress today! Qingyi praised himself secretly. Unexpectedly, he wore a blue dress to match her... Otherwise, the prince in the flower building would not have a blue dress!
Jade fingers are flowing light, with a blue coat, silver cloud sleeves, and sitting on the ground. A man lowered his eyes and face, immersed himself in the world he created. His slender and beautiful fingers danced like clouds and flowing water with the strings, and the long eyelashes on the heart-shaped face, forming a curved arc of **. People move with the sound, and occasionally raising his head, making people Breathe tight, what a frightened face!
"Sure enough, he is the first son of Ximing!" Not only do some people praise it!
"What a kind of fairy!"
"I don't know, who is the flower! Hahaha~~~"
The spectators laughed and listened to the song, which was inevitably a little sour. When Qingyi heard those dirty words, he frowned and quickly dispersed. He looked at the people on the stage and appreciated his perfection alone.
Binghu plays a phoenix head. It is not as petty as a flute, nor as bulky as Guqin, just like Binghu himself. That is, it is elegant and gathers aura, interpreting the temperament of Binghu's Xiuyu Lengmei perfectly!
Qingyi likes perfect things and perfect people. This is the case with Binghu, and so is Fuying Pavilion.
Once you like it, you should completely control it in your own hands. This is Qingyi's perfect protection and imprisonment.
After the final sound of the song, Binghu got up and retreated. I just watched the playboy come on the stage and say those words on the table. Qing Yi listened and smiled faintly. This was just a means in the flower building. At the last moment before selling people, he made another money. However, Qingyi doesn't care. Anyway, he should have brought enough money today!
"Now, please ask the ladies to bid." After the playboy's rhetoric was over, the highlight began!
"Two hundred silver!" A very rich woman smiled jokingly. Unexpectedly, as soon as the rich woman finished speaking, someone answered, "I'll pay five hundred taels!" A woman with a colorful eyes stared at Binghu on the stage, and she has never been loose!
"Wh! Isn't that the young lady of the Lu family? She has accepted three waiters this month..."
"What do you know! Miss Lu is the bully master. If you take a waiter during the day, you will toss to death at night! Mr. Binghu followed her, and it would be miserable!" In detail, many people began to talk about it.
A man who can pay 500 taels for a flower house is also rich enough to take action! That is, even if it is a man from a small family, five hundred taels is a generous gift, but Binghu is just a man in a flower house. It's not good to spread this reputation!
"Oh, isn't this Haiyan girl! Why do you also like my Binghu? With a bright laugh, Wei Qian walked over with several waiters. Many people lowered their heads as soon as they saw her and thought to himself: This is the end. Wei Qian is not easy to mess with!
There are also many people who are in the mood to watch the play. Looking at Wei Qian coming with the new waiter, they can't help but feel that it's really a waste to watch this play tonight! It's a once-in-a-century encounter!
"Oh, Miss Wei, you're a little late~" The playboy quickly picked up a smiling face to greet your master, "Is it late? Do you have a master? How much is it?" Wei Qian sat in the empty seat carelessly, and his long thin eyes glanced at all the women present. He snorted and felt that there were no unexpected characters, that's good.
"Five hundred silver, the price just offered." The florin replied with a smile. Wei Qian didn't think so. He stretched out a finger and said, "A thousand silver." The playboy's eyes lit up! I immediately opened my eyes with a smile...
"One thousand silver, Miss Wei Qian's offer is one thousand silver! Is there anything else that can be paid at a higher price? The playboy is not allowed to pay a higher price. Sure enough, someone came to send money specially. ( Qingyi: Shut up, don't you see my Hu'er's murderous eyes? Didn't you see me paying out of my pocket!)
"Five thousand silver." With a faint sound, in less than a second, Qingyi was surrounded by the 'killing spirit' of the whole audience! After coughing and measuring himself, he took a sip of the tea and said freely, "It's a fragrant tea, but people who don't know tea can never taste your taste. What a pity..."
"Little...Miss..." Zhong Niang beside her looked at the scene and couldn't help but squeeze a cold sweat for her young master.
"What's wrong? What did I say? Qingyi pretended to be stupid and asked, "What are you doing when you look at me?" Is it possible that you are going to sell my ** tonight?
Cold and evil...
"Miss, you just said you would pay 5,000 silver to buy Hua Kui Erlang's tonight." Zhong Niang reminded her.
"Oh..." Qingyi seemed to ignore the number and answered like a number. He turned around and asked Wei Qian with a smile, "How much can you pay?"
"One thousand taels!" Wei Qian looked at such a woman he had never seen before. Where did she come from? Did you come to disturb the situation on purpose? Ten thousand taels of silver is my limit! Can she do it? For a man in a flower house!
"Ten times more than you." As soon as Wei Qian's voice fell, Qingyi's moaned and said. Immediately, it became quieter in the lobby.
Ten times more, ten times more than 10,000 silver! That's not 100,000 silver!? What a big hand! It's not easy for Ximing's daughter to take this money! Who is this rich woman?!!!
"100,000 silver, is there anyone who is more expensive than me?" Qing Yi smiled and asked.
"Ha ha... Mu, Miss Mu made an offer of 100,000 silver, and... Is there anything else to bid?" The playboy was a little unbelievable at this time, 100,000 silver! He has never seen so much money! What kind of identity is this Miss Mu!!!!?
Even Wei Qian, the local hegemon, dared to provoke, and paid another 100,000 silver to buy Binghu**. Who is Miss Mu in this playboy's mouth? At this time, everyone did not dare to make a sound. Looking at Qingyi and Wei Qian, one talked and laughed freely, and the other looked like pig liver...
"No one is bidding? Ha ha, playboy, that Binghu is mine tonight, right? Qing Yi seemed to say something, and it took a long time for the playboy to recover and nodded quickly.
"Zhong Niang, silver ticket."
Qingyi pulled out one of the thick tickets in Zhong Niang's hand and showed it clearly to everyone. He said: You can see it clearly! This is the silver ticket of the Qiu Zi family! As we all know, Qiuzijia silver ticket is the most widely traded and most inflowing silver building brand in the market at present. Take any silver ticket to exchange money, and you can get the money! Please check it out.
After saying that, all the silver tickets were delivered, and the playboy's saliva was about to flow out. Thinking: It's a big family! It's just Binghu's **, which is 100,000 silver!!
"Come on, Miss Mu and the prince, please enter the room!" The playboy smiled and looked at the 'newcomers' who were sent into the 'new house' in the crowd.
A big stone was also put down in his heart. His Binghu finally found a good family. Although the money is rich, it is also rich to send this rich to Binghu. Hey, Binghu, after tonight, take care of yourself.