Naturally, no matter how many stories there are, they will eventually run out. To this end, Lin Xi opened a special storage room.
Among them, they are all stories from the folk.
Somewhere in the house, so-and-so stole a man again, or there was some huge scandal.
For example, a younger brother and his sister-in-law jointly raised his nephew, and in the end the nephew starved to death at home.
Or maybe someone's mother-in-law and her father-in-law actually tore down the stove, wait... wait...
These real stories, after being polished by a few old gentlemen, will be put on the stage in the next day.
Then, there was a new round of bidding. It is said that the highest bid was worth ten thousand gold.
It is precisely because of this that Zui Xianju has never been short of customers since the day it opened. It can be said that it is full every day and full of music every night.
In just a few years, semicolons have spread all over the Great Xia Empire and even spread to neighboring countries, forming a huge gold-sucking beast and a cornucopia.
At the same time, the shareholders of Zuixianju have already spread all over the world, and they are all heroes, even royal families of various countries.
…
On the platform
The little maid who could have chosen to refuse, for some reason, lowered her head in shame, her red face seemed to be bleeding.
On the white and tender neck, a few drops of crystal clear wine slipped down and disappeared in the whiteness.
After a moment, Lin Xi took a deep breath with an intoxicated look on her face and praised her. “Good wine!”
The little maid clenched her silver teeth, her delicate body trembling slightly, holding Lin Xi with one hand and the pillar beside her with the other.
She raised her head and looked around curiously. She found that everyone was looking at the high platform below, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.
The little girl cursed herself in her heart, why was she so obsessed with ghosts that she accidentally let others take advantage of her.
If Mama-san finds out about this, he will be punished.
The high-ranking maids of Zuixianju are equivalent to candidates for courtesans. Once they gain some fame, they will be promoted to the Hundred Flowers Ranking.
But before that, naturally you can't interact with others, let alone get too close to others, otherwise you will not only lose your qualifications for promotion, but also be severely punished.
Lin Xi noticed that the little beauty was uneasy, smiled, pinched her cute little face, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, no one will punish you."
After hearing this, the little maid puffed out her mouth angrily and rolled her eyes cutely: "Sir, you are really good at talking nonsense, just bully the slave family!"
Lin Xi smiled helplessly after hearing this, thinking that this little girl is quite cute, her plump little mouth is like a puffer fish, and her words are interesting.
The little maid turned her head angrily when she saw this, and straightened her skirt with a blushing face.
In fact, it's not her fault. After all, anyone would think so. Who doesn't know the iron law of Zuixianju? No one can violate it, let alone plead for mercy.
The little maid made a mistake that she shouldn't have made, and when the prince came to intercede, she was blocked by Zuixianju's forces.
It is said that after the prince returned, he was imprisoned by the emperor and stayed in the palace for three full months.
Thinking of this, she became even more frightened, but she didn't expect what she was afraid of.
As soon as she turned around, she saw a fat female steward in the corner, smiling evilly at her.
The little girl was suddenly frightened to the point of sweating, and she secretly said something bad.
Naturally, the female steward also has high-level maids working under her, and they are also in a competitive relationship with her.
The number of places on the Hundred Flowers List is limited. Who in this field doesn’t want to fly up a branch and become a phoenix?
The little girl couldn't care about Lin Xi at this moment. She turned around and ran towards the back hall with small steps, wanting to find her manager to discuss countermeasures.
Lin Xi was slightly stunned when she was thrown away, but she did not stop her. She just thought that the girl was shy. She took a sip of the wine in the glass, lowered her head and continued to watch the show.
On the high platform.
The young man in white clothes who had been doused with wine, that is, Du Xingwen, a student of the Imperial College, had not yet realized that he was gone. He was angrily pointing at the little fat man and shouting: "Discourteous, rude person!"
"Jia Er, your Jia family is just a trafficker and a lackey!"
"The top one has never contributed to the country, the bottom one has never benefited the people, and the middle one has no fame at all."
"How can a person who only knows how to exploit the people, is only interested in profit, and forgets his integrity at the sight of profit, dare to bully us scholars?"
As soon as these words came out, there was an immediate echo.
The students of the Imperial College were furious, and they crowded forward and began to accuse Jia Er on the stage.
When Fatty Jia saw this, he snorted with disdain. He didn't care what others scolded him, as he wouldn't lose two pieces of meat anyway.
Furthermore, the Great Xia Empire, since the late emperor, no longer looked down upon merchants. Only these scholars still came out to ridicule and yell at them from time to time.
Many Imperial College scholars saw that Jia Er's face was not red, he was out of breath, his mouth was dirty, and he didn't care about his own scolding. They were so angry that their mouths were full of smoke and they became furious.
The bookish man in a white robe had red eyes, gritted his teeth viciously, and looked around for something convenient: "You damn boy, I'm going to show you today. Scholars like us are not just good at talking!"
Fatty Jia scolded Zhenghuan, looked at Du Xingwen with a mean look on his face and said, "Hey, Mr. Du, you'd better find a place to change your pants first!"
"We know that you are already in your natal year, why don't you just spare us!"
"This is so red. If it were worn by a beautiful girl, I, Jia Er, would definitely have no problem with it, but you... tsk tsk tsk, I'm going to get goosebumps!"
As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of laughter.
Du Xingwen was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and took a look, then he realized what he was doing, and immediately ran back with a red face: "Damn Fatty Jia, wait for me, I will kill you today!"
Jia Er pointed one finger at Du Xingwen and covered his stomach with the other and laughed loudly: "Master Du, don't be anxious. I'll be waiting here. If you don't kill me today, I'll beat you up!"
Upon hearing this, many members of the aristocratic family cried out with laughter and shed tears.
The scholar from the Imperial College gritted his teeth angrily and looked hideous.
Because everyone knows that Jia Er comes from Jiangnan and is one of the newly promoted Jiangnan families. The Jia family contributed five million taels in taxes to the empire last year, making them one of the top families.
Not to mention that Du Xingwen was just a scholar from the Imperial Academy, even his father, the Minister of War, would not dare to do anything to Jia Er.
When Lin Xi saw this scene, he called him a good guy. He didn't expect that the boy in white would let the fat man scold him and run away before he could take action.
Just when he thought the matter was over and was about to call Xin Yajun to announce the result, an accident happened.
"Pah~~~bang~~~"
The scholar who was looking for a handy weapon just now slapped Jia Er with a bottle until his eyes were filled with stars and his blood was flowing.
The little fat man stared with a pair of bull's eyes, slowly turned around, and yelled: "Your uncle~!"
"boom."
The entire high platform was shaken slightly by the smash.
