Han Changmu glanced at Xie Mengxia and said with a playful smile: "If you want to buy it, go ahead and buy it. I won't stop you."
Xie Mengxia shook his head: "Jiuchao, you still don't understand me well enough."
The two of them were talking without any intention of making a bid. The two maids serving tea could hear clearly, but they were not surprised.
At first glance, these two people looked like the kind of people who often slept in flowers and willows, and they really looked down upon this third-class girl who was worth five hundred taels.
But after taking a few sips of wine, this third-class girl named Zhiwan was bought for eight hundred taels of silver. Of course, it was not a ransom, but a three-day purchase.
After introducing the girls one by one, Xie Mengxia discovered that the girls in this brothel were not introduced according to the first, second and third class, but one by one. When the second round of second class girls were introduced, he discovered that Han Changmu’s His eyes flickered.
He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked with a smile: "Is Jiuchao interested in this girl?"
Han Changmu didn't speak, just lowered his head and took a sip of wine.
This girl's name is Qing Qian. What's different from the other five people is that the other five are all barbarians with high noses, deep eyes, and light-colored pupils, but this girl looks like a real Han Chinese.
She has curved eyebrows and apricot eyes, the contours of her cheeks are not as strong as Hu Ji's, and her complexion is fair and smooth, with a bit of baby fat roundness.
How could this Han girl end up living in Qiuci?
Han Changmu looked at the girl steadily, and asked with a bit of unconscious sadness: "Is this girl also raised in your building?"
The maid serving tea glanced at Qing Qian, nodded, and said coldly: "Yes, noble sir, this girl Qing Qian came to the building when she was three years old. She is eighteen years old this year."
Han Changmu frowned slightly. He was three years old, so his age was a bit inappropriate.
Xie Mengxia had never seen Han Changmu be so curious about a woman with fireworks. He licked his face and came over, and said with a smile: "Jiuchao really likes this girl, I will buy it for you."
Han Changmu narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled: "It's not like I don't have money, I need you to buy it."
At this moment, Qing Qian had finished playing a song, and someone took the pipa from her. Mrs. Mei took Qing Qian's hand, rolled up her wide sleeves, exposed Qing Qian's wrists, and said with a smile: " Qing Qian's appearance and talent are enough to make her a first-class girl, but she has a flaw in her body that has wronged her." She raised Qing Qian's wrist and showed it to the audience for a closer look: "Qing Qian's wrist has a light cyan patch. The birthmark, hence the name Qingqian.”
Everyone was in an uproar. This flaw was nothing to such a beauty, but the base price was two hundred taels cheaper, which was a huge profit.
When the birthmark was revealed, Han Changmu's expression changed. His calm expression that had remained unchanged for thousands of years was broken. His breathing was a bit messy and rapid, and he held his hands tightly.
Xie Mengxia noticed Han Changmu's change, and hurriedly came over and chuckled: "Jiu Chao, are you really attracted to this girl?"
Seeing Han Changmu's eyes fixed in silence, he pursued her again: "You have to weigh it carefully. A Yao Rong won't be able to bear this girl back."
Han Changmu suddenly came back to his senses. After hesitating for a moment, he heard that Qingqian's price soared all the way. It stopped when it reached one thousand two hundred taels, and the dust was about to settle.
He was so anxious that he didn't think carefully about anything, so he shouted: "One thousand four hundred taels."
With a puff, Xie Mengxia spit out a mouthful of wine, choked and coughed repeatedly, blushed, and shouted in surprise: "Jiu Chao, are you serious?"
Han Changmu didn't squint his eyes, pursed his lips and said nothing, his expression returned to normal.
Qing Qian is most likely the person he has been looking for for fifteen years. Although the age is not the same, the birthmark is. The age can be faked, but the birthmark cannot. He cannot miss this opportunity.
From the seat not far away, another voice sounded: "One thousand six hundred taels."
The price of a second-class girl has soared to one thousand six hundred taels, which is an extremely high price.
Everyone looked sideways, wanting to see where the victim came from.
Han Changmu also turned to look, his eyes narrowed slightly, it turned out to be him.
He recognized the person who made the bid. He was an escort from Li Yushan's escort team. His surname seemed to be Wang. He was not very prominent along the way. Who would have thought that he was also very wealthy and could spend a fortune to be a brothel girl.
Han Changmu didn't take this person seriously and believed in Xie Mengxia's makeup skills. He was confident that Escort Wang wouldn't recognize him, so he looked at him even more unscrupulously.
Escort Wang noticed Han Changmu's gaze and turned to look at each other with sharp eyes, implying a threat. He cupped his hands and said with a smile: "This young master is an escort from Weiyuan Escort Agency. Please grant me your permission."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows and smiled disdainfully: "What a shabby escort agency. I've never heard of it. If you have money, just sell it. If you don't have money, get out. What kind of escort agency is this?" After saying that, he shouted like a demonstration: "I'm here." One thousand eight hundred taels."
Bodyguard Wang slapped the food table in anger and cursed: "You brat, don't be so shameless." He gritted his teeth and shouted in pain: "Two thousand taels."
"It's too slow to add these two hundred and two hundred taels." Han Changmu raised his eyebrows indifferently: "I will pay three thousand taels."
Mrs. Mei obviously did not expect that a second-class girl could be sold at such a high price. She smiled with bright eyes and said with great joy: "You two nobles, please don't be angry. There are many good girls in this building. "
Escort Wang didn't have to be innocent, he just felt that he had lost face by Han Changmu, but buying a brothel girl for three thousand taels was not cost-effective. He thought about it, clenched his fists, and stopped.
Finally, Mrs. Mei announced that Qingqian had returned to Han Changmu.
Xie Mengxia poked Han Changmu with her elbow and smiled very meanly: "Jiu Chao, do you really want to be a romantic couple with this girl? I'm going to inform A Yao."
Han Changmu's expression remained indifferent and calm, and he was not intimidated by Xie Mengxia's threats. He took a sip of wine and said nothing.
As the ownership of the last first-class girl has been decided, the battle for the girl has come to an end.
A maid walked up to Han Changmu and saluted gracefully: "My lord, Miss Qingqian is already in the room."
Han Changmu nodded, but before he could speak, Xie Mengxia pushed him and said with a meaningful smile: "Jiu Chao, you go ahead, I will have my own fun. Don't worry, I will never inform on bad guys." You're doing good."
Han Changmu said calmly: "Let's go."
The maid led the way, and Han Changmu followed slowly with his hands behind his back. However, Xie Mengxia did not have any fun, but followed Han Changmu with his head tilted.
Just kidding, what fun can be compared to Han Changmu and Na Qingqian now? If you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life.
Pushing the door open and entering, a pair of red candles were lit in the room, and the curtains and bedding were all in bright red colors, making it very festive.
And Qing Qian was sitting on the kang, changed into a moon-white middle coat, her long hair was wet and spread out, and her whole body was exuding a faint fragrance. She had obviously taken a bath.
Han Changmu covered Xie Mengxia's face with his backhand, pushed him out as he poked his head in, and closed the door behind him.
Xie Mengxia was so anxious outside that he jumped up and down, shouting repeatedly: "Jiuchao, you are unjust, you won't let me see."
Han Changmu shook his head with a helpless smile and leaned against the door. He did not move forward, but said lightly: "Your name is Qing Qian."
Qing Qian nodded, looking a little nervous and embarrassed.
Han Changmu continued to ask: "Are you Han?"
Qing Qian was stunned for a moment and whispered: "Yes."
When the voice reached his ears, Han Changmu was shocked. It was so similar, so similar.
He calmed down and continued to ask: "You came here when you were three years old?"
Qing Qian was stunned for a moment. She nodded slightly, but quickly shook her head.
She thought about the words of her dead wet nurse. If one day she could not escape this fate, she should tell her the truth and make these men dislike her. Maybe she would have a chance to survive.
She swallowed her saliva and spoke with difficulty: "This slave is a Han Chinese. He came here not when he was three years old, but when he was five years old. His family encountered a disaster, so he was sold here and his age was changed by the shopkeeper."
Han Changmu's eyes were extremely shocked. He murmured on his lips for a long time before he managed to ask calmly: "Do you still remember where you came from?"
Qing Qian felt that the person in front of her might be her savior, the person who could save her from the sea of suffering.
She looked at each other with sad eyes, and there was a light of prayer in her bright almond eyes: "I don't remember what happened when I was a child. I was sold here with my nanny. Before she died, she told me that I was originally A person from Chang'an during the Dajing Dynasty, my family was convicted, and my nurse took me to escape, but I fell into the hands of the bad guys and was sold here."
Han Changmu had almost confirmed Qing Qian's identity in his heart. He was the person he knew. He suppressed his pounding heartbeat and asked calmly: "What's your last name?"
Qing Qian shook her head: "The wet nurse didn't say anything. She only told me not to check my life experience, let alone my family members. It would cause me to be killed."
Han Changmu nodded calmly.
Fifteen years ago, during the drastic changes in the court, the entire Fang family was killed, and many courtiers were implicated and convicted by the Fang family. This Qingqian might be one of the orphans among those courtiers.
He suddenly turned around and opened the door, and Xie Mengxia rushed in and threw himself on the big kang.
Xie Mengxia hurriedly got up and said with a smile: "Well, Jiuchao, you are too unreasonable."
Han Changmu told Xie Mengxia solemnly: "Guard her while I go to discuss a business deal with Madam Mei."
When Xie Mengxia heard the first words of Han Changmu's question to Qing Qian, he knew that things were not as simple as they seemed on the surface. He dismissed the maid and guarded the door.
Now when he heard Han Changmu say this, he nodded seriously: "Jiuzhao, what are you doing? If you don't sleep when there is a beauty, why are you meeting Mrs. Mei and discussing business? Why don't I know that you are still with the brothel?" There is business to be done.”
