At noon, Yun Zhong selected from the accounts that there were twenty or thirty errors or omissions, or mismatches in the amount of money. According to a rough calculation, the gap was huge, but the money was missing. Meng Xidi found many inappropriate excuses to stall, and it was still difficult to make up the account.
"Once the accounts are checked here, I'm afraid there will be no need to discuss them again. There are many deficiencies in the accounts, and there is no trace of a very generous amount of money among them. Master Meng Pavilion is trying his best to find excuses, but it doesn't help." Yun Zhong will add new tea. After finishing the drink, he looked calm and said, "The Boyu Gang has never owed Lanxiu Pavilion a penny. If there is no money available, most of them will just let it be used. There are at least dozens or hundreds of girls in this pavilion, and they can afford food and clothing." , it’s all about being particular, I’m sorry that I’m really puzzled by Master Meng Ting’s actions.”
Originally, Meng Xidi had been waiting for nearly two hours, hoping that the young man would be careless and miscalculate the accounts. However, a peek revealed that the latter had written down many errors and omissions on the rice paper in neat handwriting, which made the woman quite panicked. Now that she heard After hearing this, his expression became slightly more anxious.
However, Yun Zhong was not in a hurry to go out and report the matter to the chief helmsman of the Boyu Gang. Instead, he put away the hundred-dollar piece of rice paper in front of him, carefully folded it and held it in the palm of his hand. Then he spoke again, but he looked at the woman. Several maids beside him.
The woman with an extremely beautiful face pursed her lips and teeth, waved away the people around her, and then looked at the young man in front of her with relief. She smiled softly, moved forward, raised her jade fingers and held the young man's chin, "Morning Knowing this, the slave family should not have added more clothes just now, but now it is very troublesome. Taking off clothes and belts is the most boring thing."
But the young man was indifferent, he just picked up the abacus, pushed the woman's jade fingers away, and smiled narrowly.
"I have seen many shops lie about their accounts, but all of them were very sophisticated. They stole ten taels of silver. I wish I could break all these ten taels into copper coins of one or two cents and add them to the rest of the books. Then I want to find out clearly. , is no different than searching for a needle in a vast ocean, and to be honest, Lord Meng Ting’s actions don’t look like a veteran.”
The woman was embarrassed for a moment and said bluntly, "The salary given by the gang is too small. Over the years, Lan Xiuting has made countless money and gained some benefits. It doesn't hurt to think about it."
Yun Zhong turned a deaf ear and put away the rice paper filled with false accounts between the abacus and the table, carefully folded it, then opened his mouth and smiled slightly, "When others say this, I will really think about it carefully, but Lord Meng Ting is this Lan Xiutei is the oiran, and one round of wine is worth a thousand pieces of gold. How can the silver money not be enough?"
Meng Xidi pursed her lips tightly. Even when Yun Zhong winked at the maids around him, his expression was not as good as it was now. However, he hesitated for a moment and still did not answer.
The young man didn't take it seriously, but waved the rice paper in his hand, stood up and said calmly, "If I submit the wrong account in this rice paper to the chief helmsman, I'm afraid it will cause countless troubles for no reason. Lord Meng Ting does such a thing , there is no reason at all, but in the eyes of the boss, many things are unreasonable or unreasonable. It is not important, and it is not important to be greedy for a small amount of money occasionally, but the books are so false, it even seems that there is not much thought at all. Very important."
"There are falcon keepers in the West County. They often spend several years raising the falcon to maturity. They listen to their orders. Although they are falcons after all, they often go out to hunt rats and rabbits involuntarily. They can't help but feel restless. But this is harmless. Really What annoys falconers is disobedience to orders and contempt for their masters."
These words sounded light and breezy, but in human ears, they were clearly very serious.
"Actually, if it were someone else, I shouldn't have said so much. If I found out the error and sent it to the chief helmsman immediately, the matter would have nothing to do with me, so I wouldn't have to spend a lot of time thinking about it. But since I only know how to smooth things over with my own appearance when it comes to trouble, Moreover, Master Meng Ting, who doesn’t even know how to handle the accounting, is willing to listen attentively to the strangeness of the accounting. As for whether he is willing to speak out, it all depends on Master Meng’s mind.”
Almost from the beginning to the end, Yun Zhong never changed his color. He was calm and composed, but it made the face of the woman beside him change again and again.
What frightens Meng Xidi the most is that what the young man in white in front of him just said is true without thinking about it carefully. In recent years, the Boyu Gang has been very upright. Firstly, it is because it has established a firm foothold and stands at the feet of the emperor. Secondly, countless businesses have been on the right track. It is very different from ordinary Jianghu gangs. But if this ordinary rice paper is really sent to Chief helmsman, the title of the master of Lan Xiu Pavilion seems to be quite important, but in the end, she is just a mortal woman. How to punish her is up to others.
After a moment of burning incense, Meng Xidi finally put on her clothes, lightly applied pink and white powder, said a respectful wish, and slowly took her seat.
The young man's smile became a little more genuine, and he cupped his fists and raised his hands.
"This is the only time we've met him seriously. I'm in Yunzhong, and I'm a guest in the capital."
"Lan Xiu Pavilion, Meng Xidi." The woman also nodded and saluted, and then waved slightly to call a girl in a green skirt. The latter did not dare to step forward, but timidly glanced at the young man, and then bowed deeply. Standing beside Meng Xidi, not daring to say a word.
"Master Yun, do you know how much silver it would cost to redeem yourself at Lanxiu Pavilion?" Meng Xidi still hesitated for a moment and asked softly.
The young man shook his head.
For a while, he was immersed in reshaping the meridians, and spent the rest of the time drinking and practicing swordsmanship. In addition, he handled chores for Tiezhongtang and compared accounts. He didn't know much about the affairs of the capital, let alone a brothel and other romantic places. I know a little bit about it, but I am still a layman.
"Except for a few pure hustlers who only play the piano and the harp, all the women in this pavilion have contracts to sell themselves, but they are not under the jurisdiction of the little girl, but belong to the Boyu Gang. If you want to redeem yourself, you will need money, even if it is red A brothel girl who is extremely popular can hardly make enough money even after spending decades. Roughly speaking, by the time she reaches her forties, she will be able to earn only one-tenth or two of them."
"But even so, the Boyu Gang treats these prostitutes like me with great courtesy. If they are left in an ordinary building, the women who have passed those prosperous years will still live in misery and poverty in the end, but the Boyu Gang It is a rule that any woman who hides in the building can take half of the money she earns and use it for daily use after she gets old, but if she wants to redeem herself, it is almost like an idiot talking in her dreams."
After saying this, Meng Xidi's expression became gloomy.
Even a courtesan who has been in the limelight for a while, after entering this romantic field, in fact, he can only achieve success for more than ten years, not to mention that he has become a cash cow that others can fall off at the touch of a finger. , the number is astonishing.
After a cup of tea, Yun Zhong realized that the woman in the green skirt was called Biqiong, which was naturally a flower name because her family had offended a high-ranking family member. The latter resorted to all kinds of insults to destroy the woman's family. Her parents were filled with grief and indignation. After he died of illness, he had no choice but to be sold into a brothel here. When he entered Delanxiu Pavilion, he was only thirteen or fourteen years old.
Last year, a young man dressed as a scholar came to the building. After getting to know Biqiong, he came to the door every now and then. Seeing that this man was well-spoken and liked him very much, Biqiong spared most of the money. I often confided my concerns to the young man. In the brothel, it is not all love affairs as ordinary people see. Women who belong to the brothel often use all kinds of tricks to win over a rich man, hoping that someone from a high-ranking family will spend a lot of money to get themselves out of the brothel. It is not uncommon for people to compete to hand over pillows when they are redeemed. Bi Qiong is still young and does not have such calculating thoughts. She has lonely thoughts and can only talk to others.
After going back and forth, it was decided that they would be married for life. Unfortunately, the young man was not very rich and could not pay the ransom. So he had no choice but to find Meng Xidi with red and swollen tearful eyes. He knelt on the fourth floor for two days and two nights. The latter finally couldn't bear it. In a hurry, he made several false accounts in private and deducted the ransom money from the entire year's profit. Before everything was done, Yun Zhong came to his door.
"Beautiful women in brothels are so unlucky. They have endured countless hardships when they were born, and they are still ashamed to talk about many things. Bi Qiong has a very kind heart, and she has never been contaminated by the worldly atmosphere in this brothel. The slave family is already in a sea of misery, but she can always help her. I can see the shadow of myself from back then.”
Meng Xidi put her hand on Bi Qiong's shoulder and wiped away the tears from the latter's eyes with pity. She then raised her head and looked at the young man with a sad and solitary smile, "You said that in our line of work, tens of thousands of people would go to bed, Zhu Dai invites people to taste it." , How much blessing does it take to be able to be looked at seriously by others, and to trust her for life, just to let her go home."
I don't know when, the noon spring light outside the window lattice disappeared, and it was rainy again, and the weather was cold and desolate.
When the young man left, he was still riding the horse with strangely messy coats. The fine spring rain fell on the hilt of the young man's sword like tearing off silver threads.
After Meng Xidi's persuasion, Biqiong took out the token left by the young man and placed it on the table. Although the jade color was not of high quality, the carving was neat. But when the boy came out of the fourth floor of Lanxiu Pavilion, he clearly saw a good-looking woman on the third floor. She also took out a jade pendant with round ears from her arms and matched it with the jade pendant Bi Qiong had in hand. , no different.
Yun Zhong stroked the horse's mane, seeming to be talking to himself, or talking to the tangled hair, his voice was soft and slow, and was completely submerged in the spring breeze with the slightest spring rain.
“With a few words, we can become brothers, with a meal of wine, we can buy several women of the right age to accompany us, and within two months we can get together for the rest of our lives, and then we have to leave, and we drive east, and we never hear from them again. See you."
"This capital city is very good. There is a six-story restaurant outside Huchao Pavilion. When you look up, you can see the bustling lights of the capital city like long dragons shaking their golden scales, the flowing water and stone pavilions in the courtyards of wealthy people, and the snacks and fruits in the rice hall. The wine tastes as good as the rain in the restaurant. When I have some money left in my pocket, I always want to go shopping and have a fun time."
"But I just don't like it."
