It is true that a person is nurtured by the soil and water. Aunt Liu told her that the noble ladies in the capital often get together, but the places they go to are basically the backyards of various houses, and they rarely come out for gatherings.
It can be seen that the girls in Xing'an City live a more comfortable life than the noble girls in the capital.
"Mr. Wen, Mr. Ye, please see if the private room suits your liking. One side faces the stage and the other faces the street. It is the most lively place."
"Fortunately, I am familiar with Wan'an Building. If I hadn't been fooled by you, your private room would probably be the last one left."
"Nothing can be hidden from Young Master Wen. Today, Miss Qianqian is coming to sing in the building. As soon as the news is released, all the private rooms in the building are reserved. This is the last room. If Young Master comes one step later, he will We can only sit on the first floor.”
As he said this, Ding Xiaozhu glanced downstairs and saw several young men in gorgeous clothes entangled with the waiters on the first floor. There was no room and they didn't want to sit on the first floor.
"They are running here like headless chickens one by one. They think they are here and Ruan Qianqian can take one more look at them. It is simply a dream."
Wen Ziqiu asked Ye Jintang to sit down and ordered the best tea and snacks.
The music has been changed on the stage, and a group of little girls are dancing to the music.
Ye Jintang has seen the world. Just by looking at the girls' dancing, he can guess that they have gone through rigorous training before standing on the stage.
"Cousin, are all the dancers on the stage musical?"
"To put it nicely, it's a music background, but in fact it's all a lowly background. Even a famous singer like Ruan Qianqian can't get rid of this background."
When Wen Ziqiu was talking about this, there were no dancers on the stage. Only a young woman in gorgeous clothes, wearing a veil made of gold beads, holding a pipa, walked slowly and slowly with bare feet. Come.
In the center of the stage, there was a large chair piled with yarn.
Ye Jintang didn't need to think too hard to guess that this person should be Ruan Qianqian whom everyone knew.
Wan'an Building, which was noisy just now, suddenly became quiet.
Ruan Qianqian didn't say much, sat on the chair and played the pipa in her hand.
The melodious music sounded, and the soft and melodious singing was like a stream, flowing into the hearts of everyone present.
"The Peacock Flies Southeast" is originally a poignant love story. Ruan Qianqian's ethereal voice makes people think of their own love.
Inexplicably, the figures of Jiang Zhi and Jiang Mo appeared in Ye Jintang's mind. She was startled and quickly picked up the tea cup on the table and took two sips to suppress her shock.
After the song was sung, there was deafening applause in Wan'an Building, and someone took broken silver and threw it on the stage.
Only then did Ye Jintang understand why Ruan Qianqian was sitting so far away.
If you get even closer to the stage, you might be hit by pieces of silver.
I saw a boy standing at the edge of the stage holding a large heavy bag of broken silver. There was a clatter, and all the broken silver was scattered on the stage in white flowers. Ye Jintang felt like his eyes were going to go blind.
This is the real big boss reward, and all the real money can be seen clearly.
The stewardess of Wan'an Building came on stage with seven or eight little girls carrying baskets filled with silk flowers.
To all the Gods of Wealth in the audience, I thanked them profusely and poured out all kinds of flattery as if they were asking for no money.
Ruan Qianqian, surrounded by several little girls, walked forward with a flower basket and sprinkled the silk flowers in the basket to everyone.
Such a fuss caused another big boss to reward him, and there was only a ding-ding-dong-dong sound on the stage.
"Ruan Qianqian just sings a song?"
"How could it be? This is just the beginning. She will come on stage to sing later."
Ye Jintang nodded. It seemed that Wan'an Building's marketing methods were quite clever.
It was lively downstairs, and not much different upstairs.
Someone sent the servants around to invite Ruan Qianqian, but many people passed by, but none of them could invite her to the private room.
It seems that this famous beauty is not something anyone can see if they want to.
Ye Jintang was not interested in beauties. A group of jugglers came on the stage and instantly attracted her attention.
"Mr. Wen, Miss Qianqian heard that you were here and came to see you."
Ding Xiaozhu knocked on the door of the private room with a smile, and saw Ruan Qianqian, who had just sang on the stage, standing two steps behind him.
Ye Jintang looked at Wen Ziqiu with a gossipy face, and then looked at Ruan Qianqian who was full of hope outside the door, thinking, could this be another drama between a talented man and a beautiful woman?
"Come in, just in time for my cousin to see the beautiful appearance of Miss Qianqian."
Ruan Qianqian held her pipa in her arms and walked slowly into the private room. Her every move was just right. Even Ye Jintang, a woman, couldn't help but want to take a few more glances.
"Qianqian has met Mr. Wen and Mr. Ye."
When Ruan Qianqian came in, she took the initiative to take off the veil on her face, revealing a beautiful little face.
No wonder so many wealthy people spend huge sums of money on Ruan Qianqian. With her appearance, it will be no problem for her to make her debut in the future.
"I don't know how long Miss Qianqian practiced before she achieved her unique pipa skill."
"The little girl started her career at the age of three and took the stage at the age of five. She plays the pipa almost every day except eating, drinking and sleeping."
"No wonder Miss Qianqian plays the pipa so beautifully. It turns out she has worked hard."
After Ruan Qianqian entered the private room, she had been chatting with Ye Jintang quite speculatively. Wen Ziqiu on the side did not interrupt much, but just drank the tea in his hand in boredom.
Suddenly there was a noise outside the connected window.
"Little bitch, if I don't just let you sing a few lines, you will die. See if I don't beat you to death. You are irritating me. Be careful to sell you to the most despicable brothel. I will watch it when the time comes. Let’s see if you can withstand this shit.”
Ye Jintang was sitting by the window. When he tilted his head, he saw a girl in commoner clothes with messy hair and blood on her face lying on the ground.
Behind her followed a tall and thick-looking nanny. The nanny held a bamboo ruler in her hand and greeted the girl without hesitation.
The girl who was beaten was also very tough. The bamboo board slapped on her body, but she remained silent and allowed her grandma to beat and scold her.
This scene was so similar to the scene where Ye Jintang was beaten and scolded by relatives. Her heart felt like needles pricking her heart. She was so uncomfortable that she could hardly breathe.
"excuse me."
Ye Jintang got up and went downstairs.
There were already a lot of people watching the excitement downstairs. Perhaps for them, this kind of situation was so common that everyone was numb and no one stepped forward to stop it.
The grandma holding the bamboo ruler in her hand was so angry that she almost twisted her mouth when she saw that the girl she beat didn't cry.
She threw the bamboo ruler in her hand to the thug beside her.
"Beat me to death. I've never seen a tough guy like me. I can't handle it. I'm a dead girl."
"Mother Chu, I have strong hands. If I break someone, don't rely on me."
"Why don't you take it easy? She sings beautifully, and I want her to make money for me."
"Okay, I will be lenient in a while."
The thug was a strong man, and with a snap, the bamboo board in his hand fell on the girl and broke.
The little girl who had been clenching her teeth in silence just now let out a scream. Her cheeks swelled up rapidly, and a trace of blood was shocking.
