After walking out of the red sleeve move, Liu Chen felt that he seemed to have forgotten something. But after thinking about it, I couldn't remember what I had forgotten.
Liu Chen couldn't remember it and put it behind him. His more important question now is how to clean up the mess caused by cursing the Hanging Lantern Sect.
After thinking about it all the way, I finally felt that it would be better to shape myself into a strong-willed gentleman who thinks about the sect.
Sure enough, such an outstanding person like him is only qualified to be a gentleman with both ability and political integrity. How can we make everyone in the clan realize his gentlemanly character?
It would be great if someone organized a petition for him.
Well, if no one is running around to pray for him, he has to secretly arrange for someone to do it. Who is more suitable?
"Zhao Lei?!"
Liu Chen patted his thigh and finally remembered what he had forgotten. Although he had no money, he walked around the brothel and didn't have time to spend money. But Zhao Lei was walking away with two women in his arms at that time. A place like Hong Xiu Zhao was extremely expensive. If he was caught engaging in prostitution for nothing, his legs would not be broken, right? !
If Liu Chen had ignored it before, he would have been prepared to make a big fuss. But now, he wants to establish his noble character, so naturally he cannot lose the reputation of taking Zhao Lei for free.
What's more, Zhao Lei still needs to help him organize people to petition for him.
It’s just that he doesn’t have any money on him. Liu Chen thought for a while, found a pen and paper, and wrote a poem, thinking that this should be able to fish out Zhao Lei.
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With her red sleeves covered, Mother Liu walked into a private room. Seeing that the gauze curtain was still hanging, she quickly stepped forward to roll it up and opened half of the window to let in some air.
After doing this, she said to the woman sitting inside: "Master, Yu Chunxi and Yan Xin stopped. Yu Chunxi was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he left in a miserable state."
While speaking, Mother Liu looked at Mu Yinyin. Even though she had seen her many times, she still couldn't help but feel a tremor in her heart when she looked at that beautiful face. Her skin was like cream, her eyes were bright and her teeth were white, as if she had stepped out of a painting. Yes, breathtakingly beautiful, a face that is truly perfect to the extreme.
Mu Yinyin's red lips slightly opened: "Send a few ladies to wait on Yu Chunxi, blow some wind on the pillow, stir up trouble, and let him turn his attention to Yan Xin. After all, his status is different. If he expresses his anger, The red sleeve move is also a trouble."
"Yes!" Mother Liu bowed and agreed, "But when they fight, one of them is Liu Chen. Do you want to teach this person a lesson?"
"He is an undercover agent placed by the old building owner in the Hanging Deng Sect!" Mu Yinyin replied.
Mother Liu's face was filled with disbelief. That boy was actually from Xingyue Tower like her? But since he is an undercover agent, shouldn't he keep a low profile? How dare he be so promiscuous, provoking the number one dude and the number one gentleman, and not afraid of killing himself? !
"What do you think of him?"
Mu Yinyin's question interrupted Liu's mother's thoughts. She thought of Liu Chen's confusing words and disobedient behavior, and finally said: "It's quite suitable for the demon path."
Mu Yinyin also smiled and said: "The records of the old poster said that he was low-key and boring, with no bright spots. Now it seems that the old poster was deceived by him. I heard before that he has become a useless person, and his position as the true successor must be wiped out, Xing Yue Lou was ready to give up on him.
But judging from his performance today, it seems that he learned that the old building owner was dead, so he had the idea of leaving Xingyue Building. I dare to think and do it. This actually made me look forward to him completing his mission. I gave him authority. From now on, you will be responsible for Xingyue Building to cooperate with him. "
Mother Liu nodded and agreed.
Mu Yinyin asked again: "By the way, has Hong Xiu Zhao's business gotten better recently?"
Mother Liu smiled bitterly and said: "It's a lot worse than last month. I don't know who gave those families the idea and paid a lot of money to hire a lot of people to write poems for their girls. As you know, poems are in brothels." The industry has the most power to spread the word. And these poems contain these girls’ names, which are all invisible advertisements.
Because the old poster passed away, we didn't have enough energy to do the red sleeves move, and it was too late to react. The business of Hongxiu School has been taken away a lot. "
Hearing these words, Mu Yinyin rubbed her eyebrows. She felt a headache!
She is the airborne landlord and has no prestige to begin with.
If the business of Hongxiu School has been bad, what will others think of her like this? The business was booming when the old poster was here, but it won't work when you are here. Doesn't this mean that there is a problem with your ability, and your prestige will be further damaged.
The most important thing is that Xingyue Tower's biggest gain in Jinling is the Red Sleeve Move. If the business of Hong Xiu Zhao is not good, then the monthly salary of Xingyue Tower will naturally be less.
For people in the devil's path, if you lose their money, they can cry out that you will cut off people's wealth, just like killing their parents.
Maybe some elders who are ready to make a move will use this to compete for the position of the building owner.
If something like this happened, then it would be a joke for her to airborne as the host, and the master above her would definitely be disappointed in her, which is the most fatal thing.
Mother Liu said: "That's why we specially invited Yan Xin here, hoping to use his reputation and talent to turn the situation around."
Mu Yinyin nodded. The first gentleman's signature is a living advertisement. If he writes another good poem, it will definitely be a big publicity. Whether a brothel's business is good or not depends on its reputation.
"Did he write poems for Ruyan?"
Liu's mother said angrily: "Yu Chunxi is right in what he said. He is a hypocrite. He promised to write poems, but he hinted in and out of his words that he wanted Ruyan to accompany her for one night, but Ruyan is a widower. .”
Mu Yinyin frowned, and a cold light flashed through her clear eyes, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Liu's mother noticed this, and she naturally knew Mu Yinyin's helplessness and embarrassment, so she asked, "How about Ruyan agreeing to him to solve the urgent need?"
"No one else can replace Yan Xin?"
"Unless we can invite the old master of Yingluo Academy, no one can really save the current situation. But we, the Red Sleeves, can't recruit such a big shot as the old master of Yingluo Academy. Yan Xin's reputation is relatively the best His poems are most widely sung in Jinling."
Mu Yinyin was silent, and Mother Liu was also waiting for Mu Yinyin's decision.
At this time, someone knocked on the door and came in. Mother Liu quickly stepped forward, put down the gauze curtain, and then opened the door.
"Mother Liu, the customer you received asked for two girls, but he was penniless. We were just going to break his legs according to the rules and let him work to pay for it. But this piece of paper was sent from outside, saying that we would pay for his expenses. .”
Liu's mother was stunned. After asking, she found out that Zhao Lei had no money, and Liu Chen had someone send a piece of paper asking for a free bill.
This made Liu's mother couldn't help but underestimate Liu Chen: as an undercover agent, he should try his best to hide himself and not come into contact with the devil. But to actually write a note to plead for prostitution, this attitude will be exposed sooner or later.
Mother Liu took it and was thinking about how to deal with it. But when she saw the words on the paper, her eyes widened and her face flushed instantly.
Regardless of who was outside the door, he closed the door and rushed directly to Mu Yinyin. He excitedly handed the paper to her and said, "Master, the business problem of Hongxiu School has to be solved."
Mu Yinyin was confused, wondering what could be written on this piece of paper that could make Mother Liu so rude.
Mu Yinyin took the paper nonchalantly, but after just taking a glance at it, she stood up. Her slender body curves were on full display, perfect to the extreme, and her starry eyes were locked by the words on the paper.
"The Bodhisattva is pretty
Tang/Weizhuang
Now I recall Jiangnan music, when I was young and had thin clothes. Riding a horse and leaning on the leaning bridge, the building is full of red sleeves.
The green screen is curved with gold, and it is drunk into the flowers. Seeing flowers and branches at this time, I swear I will never return. "
Through the text, Mu Yinyin could see a young man riding a horse in white clothes. His handsome and unrestrained appearance attracted the attention of all the girls in the building.
Just this sentence can attract the yearning of countless men. This poem must be very popular, and the red sleeves are prominently featured in it, which is a pun. The Red Sleeve Move will definitely become famous for this.
Especially the last sentence, which says that I regret not staying drunk in the flowers all the time. Where are the flowers? It’s a red-sleeved move!
This artistic conception is simply a forced advertisement without any trace.
This poem is completely tailor-made for the Red Sleeve Move.
"Is this a poem written by Liu Chen?" As a master, she naturally heard the conversation at the door and knew the origin of the paper. But, does Liu Chen still have such talent?
Liu's mother said: "Liu Chen has been living in Jinling in the south of the Yangtze River, and he is still a young man. The tone of this poem does not sound like him."
Mu Yinyin didn't think it was the same and muttered: "Copied from someone else?"
Liu's mother guessed: "Is it written by Wei Zhuang behind the title?"
Mu Yinyin asked in confusion: "Then what does Tang mean?"
The two looked at each other in confusion, but they couldn't figure it out. When Liu Chen memorized Tang poetry and Song lyrics, he memorized the dynasty and the author's name together. He didn't think much about it when he copied it, so he copied it down easily.
"However, how could you easily copy a poem of this caliber? And it was copied so cleverly that it was completely tailor-made for the Red Sleeve Move. Either he had someone write it long ago. Or, it was really... Written temporarily to offset the debt.
But if he had asked someone to write it long ago, he must have paid a price, and he must have asked for something, and he couldn't just take it out and use it as a credit. "
Liu's mother also felt that Mu Yinyin's analysis was reasonable: "It's just... this tone doesn't sound like someone of his age."
Mu Yinyin smiled and said: "When it comes to writing, how can I write it exactly according to myself? Besides, if it is to offset the debt, of course it should be done as appropriate."
Speaking of this, Mother Liu and Mu Yinyin couldn't help but remain silent.
He can write such customized poems in a blink of an eye. How can Liu Chen be so talented? I really can't believe it.
So...did he write it?
She let out a breath and did not dwell on this speculation for long. Isn't it very simple? Just find a chance to try it and you will know.
However, there is something more important to do now.
"Mama Liu, give this poem to Liu Ruyan and ask her to slap Yan Xin in the face. Is he worthy?"
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