Hai Zheng is approaching, the curfew is about to go up, and the crowds gathered in front of Shenghua Residence gradually disperse.
The Shenghua Residence was still bustling with people, and many excited people simply went to have fun among the flowers.
Some astute prostitutes gathered together and sang the song "Farewell" in memory. The lyrics of this song are so popular tonight that it will definitely be sung.
Fengniang of Shenghuaju and Lady Zhou of Yiqiu Tower took people to the house where Yang Anxuan and others were, and handed more than three hundred taels of gold to Yang Anxuan.
Winning the gambling fight, he got a hundred taels of gold from Yu Xuan; there were 26 prostitutes participating in the fight, and they won 260 taels of gold. After excluding 20% of it and giving it to Yiqiu Tower, they got 208 taels of gold.
Feng Niang looked at Yang Anxuan carefully and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, the owner of the house has something to discuss with you. Could you please move to the backyard?"
Madam Zhou took Miao Lan's hand, her intestines turned green with regret, and gave her life contract to Yang Anxuan for ten taels of gold. Miao Lan shines tonight, her worth has doubled, and even a hundred taels of gold may not be enough to redeem her.
"Xiaolan, you are the girl who went out to our Yiqiu Building, and I am very kind to you. If you are willing to come back to the building to sing, you only need to sing one song every day, and I will give you ten taels of gold every month." Mrs. Zhou He begged softly.
Miao Lan was still in a daze. She sang "Farewell" several times tonight, and nearly a thousand people joined in. It was an event she had never dreamed of, and probably no one had ever done it in the entire Qinhuai River.
Hearing that Madam Zhou asked her to come back to Yiqiu Tower to sing, Xuan Lan responded: "Madam Zhou, the slave's sale deed is with Young Master Yang. Madam, it's better to discuss it with Young Master Yang."
Feng Niang smiled and said: "Mrs. Zhou, don't be impatient. It's not too late to wait until Mr. Yang meets the owner of the house before making a decision. It's getting late, so Mrs. Zhou should take the people back early, so as not to be stopped by the inspection and spend money."
Madam Zhou knew that Feng Niang wanted to drive people away, so she had to stand up in frustration and repeatedly told Miao Lan to take the time to go back to Yiqiu Tower because she wanted to hold a banquet to celebrate.
Yang Anxuan learned from Yin Dun that Shenghuaju was the leader of Qinhuai prostitutes, and the proprietor behind him was obviously a man with great hands and eyes. If he wanted to gain a foothold in Beijing, it was necessary to get to know such a person.
So, Yang Anxuan smiled and said, "Thank you, Lady Feng, for sending someone to escort Mr. Yin and the others back to the inn. I will go with you to see your landlord."
Following Feng Niang through the garden, the lights guided her to the small building. Wang Xiezhi stood at the foot of the steps in a silver shirt to greet her.
The two bowed to each other as a gift. Wang Xiezhi led Yang Anxuan into the room and sat down. Feng Niang served tea in person.
Yang Anxuan noticed that the tea leaves in the cup were actually buds and leaves, which was clearly a new tea made by himself.
Wang Xiezhi said with a smile: "This tea is called Wujingxin Tea. Eating it can purify the mind and refresh the mind. It was given to my father by the eminent monk Huiyuan of Donglin Temple. Wang was given one or two by his father and specially used it as a treat. Mr. Yang."
Unexpectedly, Master Huiyuan would act so quickly. Within ten days of his arrival in Jiankang City, this Five Pure Heart Tea would actually become popular among the dignitaries in the capital.
Feng Niang chuckled and said: "The owner of the Foolish Family is Wang Xiezhi, and the esteemed lord is the Prince's Young Master, Danyang Yin."
Yang Anxuan was shocked. One of the big figures in the capital who all the friends brought to his attention was Yin Wangya of Danyang.
Wang Ya was recently appointed by the Emperor as the Prince's Young Master, and his popularity was even greater than that of Shangshu Zuopu She Wang Xun. Unexpectedly, it was his son who opened the Blooming Flower Residence. Wang Xiezhi, who was worshiped as Huangmen Shilang, was Wang Ya's second son.
After taking a sip of the tea, it was fragrant and delicious. Yang Anxuan praised it, "Good tea."
Wang Xiezhi stroked his beard and said with a hint of arrogance: "You have heard of Mr. Yang's reputation. "Young Sentences from the Small Window" is indifferent and elegant, and I like it very much. Mr. Yang came to the capital to study at the Imperial Academy."
"Exactly."
Wang Xiezhi smiled meaningfully and said: "Young Master Yang was originally rated as a top-middle grade, but the King of Kuaiji demoted you to a low-grade grade on the grounds that you need to study to cultivate your character when you are young. The King of Kuaiji is a man of his word, and Mr. Yang is a good scholar in the Guozi School." Be careful with your words and actions.”
It seemed like a kind reminder, but there was a hint of coercion in the words.
Feng Niang smiled sweetly and said: "Proprietor, tonight we will all sing a farewell song at Shenghua Palace, which shows that Young Master Yang is a great talent. The proprietor has always been a talented person, why don't you help me."
Wang Xiezhi stroked his beard confidently and said, "My father's official position as Prince Young Master has won the emperor's trust. If my father can say a few words for Young Master Yang, the King of Kuaiji will not be able to target Young Master Yang anymore."
Feng Niang leaned next to Yang Anxuan, gently pushed Yang Anxuan's arm with her jade hand, and said in a charming voice: "Young Master Yang, this is a great thing, and I still have to thank Boss Wang."
Yang Anxuan sneered in his heart. Wang Xiezhi's use of force to suppress others was just because he liked the farewell song he composed tonight. He probably wanted to make him the lyricist of Shenghuaju.
Putting down the tea in his hand, Yang Anxuan smiled and said: "Speaking of which, this is the second time Yang drank this Five Pure Heart Tea."
Wang Xiezhi smiled with disdain on his face and said: "Master Yang, don't lie to others. This Wu Jingxin tea is made from the Mingqian tea picked by Master Huiyuan himself. It only takes more than ten days to make the tea and send it to Beijing through the inn." Where did you drink it from?"
"Wang Shilang didn't know something. Yang was introduced by Governor Xi, and on his way to Jiankang, he went to Donglin Temple to pay homage to Master Huiyuan. Master Meng did not hesitate to treat him with tea." Yang Anxuan said calmly.
Wang Xiezhi narrowed his eyes and thought about whether Yang Anxuan's words were true or false.
Yang Anxuan rolled up his long sleeves, revealing the Buddhist beads on his left wrist, and said with a smile: "Master accepted Yu as a lay disciple and gave him the Buddhist beads he carried with him. According to the master, this string of Buddhist beads was given to him by Master Dao'an back then."
"Oh", Wang Xiezhi was surprised. If Yang Anxuan was a disciple of Master Huiyuan, he really couldn't force him.
Wang Xiezhi said with a smile: "Wang is a Buddhist and worships Buddha. Mr. Yang has a Buddhist treasure given by Master Huiyuan. Wang wants to pay homage to it."
Yang Anxuan took off the beads and handed them to Feng Niang. Feng Niang first put her hands together and bowed to the beads, then held them with both hands and handed them to Wang Xiezhi.
Wang Xiezhi held it in his hand and played with it for a while. The glowing Buddhist beads must be something that has been touched frequently. Judging from the color, they must have been around for a long time.
After handing the beads back to Yang Anxuan, Wang Xiezhi's smile softened a lot and he said: "Anxuan is a disciple of Master Huiyuan. He has the protection of the Buddha, so he can act with confidence in the capital."
As he spoke, he gave Feng Niang a subtle wink. Feng Niang understood, sat down at Yang Anxuan's desk, and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, the song 'Outside the Pavilion, Beside the Ancient Road' sung by Miss Xiaolan tonight was written by you."
When coercion failed, he changed his method. Yang Anxuan smiled and nodded.
Feng Niang covered her chest with her hands and sighed exaggeratedly: "Feng Niang has been in the brothel for more than ten years and has never heard such a touching piece of music. Young Master Yang is really a genius. From now on, Young Master Yang should be the first to write new lyrics." wind."
"Yes, Mr. Yang is so talented. No wonder Governor Xi praised you as 'Feng Shen Xiuche'. You must know that only Lieutenant Xie could achieve this reputation back then." Wang Xiezhi praised with a smile.
Feng Niang leaned up and blew her breath on Yang Anxuan's face. With a sweet fragrance, she said sweetly: "Master Yang, if you have new songs and new lyrics in the future, please sell them to Shenghuaju. Feng Niang is willing to pay a lot of money." Let’s buy each other. How about a new song called Golden Shiliang?”
Yang Anxuan smiled and said nothing. Tonight, the farewell song will be sung across the Qinhuai River. There will definitely be many prostitutes who want to buy music from him. Although he has a lot of goods in his belly, the one with the highest price will get it.
Wang Xiezhi saw Yang Anxuan's thoughts and said with a smile: "Feng Niang is too impatient, let Mr. Yang have more time to think about it. Shenghuaju is one of the best on the bank of the Qinhuai River, and the price offered will never be a loss to Mr. Yang. If Mr. Yang is interested, You might as well discuss it with Feng Niang. It’s getting late, Feng Niang, please send a car to take Young Master Yang home.”
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Early the next morning, Yang Anxuan called everyone to the hall to discuss their merits and distribute rewards and gold.
First, he took out fifty taels of gold and gave it to Yin Dun. Yin Dun shook his head and refused: "An Xuan, I made a bet with Yu Xuan that day, and Yu was just lying about a hundred taels of gold. The hundred taels of bet money were all paid for by An Xuan. How could Yu want the money?"
Yang Anxuan secretly approved, fifty taels of gold is not a small amount, and Yin Dun is a true gentleman who can remain unmoved.
"Brother Yin, I just want to ask, if I lose the bet, will Brother Yin pay these fifty taels of gold?"
Yin Dun nodded and said: "If you are willing to admit defeat, you will naturally come out."
Yang Anxuan smiled and said: "In that case, why should Brother Yin care whether he really took fifty taels of gambling money? This money is what Brother Yin deserves."
Yin Dun thought about it for a while, no longer refused, and said: "In that case, Brother Yu thanks you."
Yang Anxuan took another ten taels of gold and divided it between Hu Yuan and Zhang Feng. The two performed the farewell scene in the pavilion while Xiaolan played and sang, and they also had merit.
Zhang Feng clung to the five taels of gold, his face flushed with excitement. Five taels of gold was enough for his family for two years. He could buy ten acres of land when he returned to Jiyang and gave it to his mother.
Hu Yuan put the gold into his arms and his eyes fell on Xiaolan beside him, thinking about buying her a nice dress.
Yang Anxuan picked up two more pieces of gold and asked his servant Xu and his horse driver Yang Huai to give them five taels of gold each. They went all the way from Jiyang to Jiankang. They worked hard without complaining and should be rewarded.
Finally, Yang Anxuan looked at Miao Lan and said: "You deserve the most credit for winning the battle last night. I will return your deed of betrayal to you and give you another twenty gold as a reward. You can decide by yourself whether you want to stay or not in the future."
Xiaolan came to Yang Anxuan, but did not accept the deed. She knelt down and worshiped, saying: "I owe my existence today to the Master's mercy. I once said that I was born for the Master, and the words are so engraved in my ears, how dare I forget them. Please." The master takes back the deed, and the slave is willing to be the master’s maidservant.”
Yang Anxuan smiled and said: "This is the moment, and the other is the same. You won a lot of money for Yu, and you deserve to be rewarded. After taking the deed, you are free. You can go home or choose someone to marry. If you have twenty gold in hand, you will be in Jiankang You can also live comfortably.”
Xiaolan lay down in the tunnel and said: "When I was eight years old, my parents sold my slave to Yiqiu Tower. I have never seen them again, and I don't know their life or death. I don't want to leave the master, please don't send the slave away."
Hu Yuan interjected from the side: "Since Madam Xiaolan is sincere, the young master should take back his sincerity."
Yang Anxuan glanced at Hu Yuan, smiled slightly, and said, "Ms. Xiaolan, please get up."
Xiaolan bowed twice, stood up and stood aside.
Yang Anxuan tore up the sale contract in his hand, scattered it on the table and said, "Ms. Xiaolan, no matter what your plan is, from today on you will no longer be someone else's slave."
Xiaolan covered her mouth with her hands, with tears in her eyes, and bowed three times to Yang Anxuan.
Yang Anxuan said again: "You deserve these twenty taels of gold. You should keep it. No need to refuse. Madam Xiaolan, you stay here first, and then tell Yu when you have decided what to do in the future."
