"Nvxia Lin, you don't have to be like this. My money has been sent to the palace. Now there are only these few account books around. No one will come to try my best." Song Che had no intention of living with others. He only had a small house and a small A table and a small couch would feel too crowded for two people, unless she was willing to ride on her.
"Who is willing to stay? It's not like the princess has repeatedly told me to protect you..." Lin Yue moved the table and placed it under the moonlight. He took out the food and wine he brought this morning, three or two side dishes, and wine. There is meat and there are beautiful things to eat.
"This is on the outskirts of the city. I'm too lazy to go out and sell hot food. Let's just make do with it." She knelt down and sat at the small table. She only added a pair of bowls and chopsticks and filled the wine glass. She was still well-behaved tonight.
After all, she is still a woman from a red mansion, and her manner of serving others is quite orderly. After a busy day, Song Che was really hungry and thirsty, so he sat down and started eating without any courtesy. After drinking a glass of wine, the woman next to him poured another.
"Did the princess ask you to protect me or serve me?"
"Both."
"I don't think so." Song Che said:
"The princess should have asked you to protect me, but you yourself want to serve me." Lin Yue didn't say anything, taking it as acquiescence.
Perhaps the atmosphere was awkward, with a man and a woman alone, and no one spoke. Song Che suddenly raised his wine glass high, sighed and chanted: "Raise your glass to the bright moon, and the shadows become three of us. The moon doesn't know how to drink, and the shadows follow me... The moon of fifteen, the circle of sixteen." He poured out the wine in the glass. After finishing the drink, he looked at the beauty next to him: "Don't you know how to dance with a sword? Why don't you do a dance to help me get drunk?"
"I haven't danced for a long time, I'm afraid it won't look good..."
"Then take off your clothes so that I won't pay attention to whether your sword dance is good or not."
"You... you are so dirty and obscene, but you can't be hated by anyone." Lin Yue sighed softly, grabbed the hilt of his sword, jumped up, got out of the table, unsheathed his sword, and started dancing under the moonlight.
Sometimes her sword looks like a green snake, soft and gentle around her fingers. And sometimes the sword is like thunder, the thunderbolt is extremely fast, resolute and powerful.
The strong figure, the charming charm, every frown and smile were all incorporated into the moves. Only one person and one sword made Song Che dazzled.
Song Che almost forgot to drink from the wine glass on his lips.
"Sudden!"
"Phew!" A sword stabbed his throat! Song Che was shocked, but saw the tip of the sword holding the wine glass, slightly raising it to his mouth. Lin Yue smiled charmingly and said softly: "Uncle Song, please drink." He was surprised, and a smile came to his eyebrows. , Song Che took the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.
Lin Yue picked up the wine pot with his sword, raised it three feet and slowly poured it down. The wine overflowed from the mouth of the pot and poured into the wine glass like a dragon spitting water, without spilling a drop.
Lin Yue picked up the sword again, and the jug fell safely on the table. She turned it back and sheathed the sword. Before she could sit down, Song Che grabbed her waist and hugged her into his arms.
"The beauty is like jade, the sword energy is like rainbow, such a wonderful sword dance, you should enjoy a glass of fine wine." The wine glass was handed to Lin Yue's lips. She was shy for a moment, then drank from the glass without struggling, and just snuggled up quietly. In his arms.
Song Che didn't say anything, just sipping the wine leisurely. He knew that the embrace tonight was just a romantic encounter, and he shouldn't take it too seriously.
"Nvxia Lin, I want to ask you something, which may be a bit presumptuous."
"you say."
"Are the women in the Red Mansion really selling their art but not their bodies?"
"Obviously it's not allowed, but secretly, there are many women who are eager for money and will accompany the powerful to have fun." Lin Yue said, and quickly added: "Of course, talented people never bother to sell themselves; She has no talent, her good skin is her only value, she can only sell herself to survive." As if the explanation was not enough, she added another sentence: "Those like us who have been trained as killers since childhood are just using the identity of prostitutes as a disguise. You can't compare with those women in the Red Mansion." Seeing that Song Che didn't speak, she opened her eyes wide and said with great desire: "I have never sold myself, never."
"Hahaha..." Song Che threw his head back and laughed, holding the woman in his arms tighter. At this time, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from outside the city.
Then, I heard someone tell me: "Mr. Song, are you in the city? There is something delivered by the Ministry of Rites. I want you to open it personally."
"My Mid-Autumn Festival gift has arrived." Song Che stood up and opened the city gate, and saw a small official waiting outside the city, holding a letter in his hand.
Song Che took a few taels of silver, thanked the clerk, received the letter and closed the city gate.
"What is it? It was sent by the Ministry of Rites." Lin Yue stretched her neck and looked curious. Song Che shook the letter in his hand and smiled,
"What's inside here is a money tree, which can help us earn gold and silver." He then told Lin Yue: "Would you please help me go to the Red Mansion Jiuyue Zhai, and ask Miss Nongyue to come to Cuju City?" Talk." Lin Yue was puzzled: "Now the Red Building is full of guests, even if she has free time, she cannot leave the building at will."
"Then tell her that if she doesn't come to see me tonight, she will regret it for the rest of her life." Song Che said no more, took a set of calligraphy by himself, and started writing under the light of the bright moon.
Lin Yue didn't have too many doubts and just rushed out of the city. Less than half an hour later. The sound of horse hoofbeats sounded again, and Lin Yue carried a woman wearing a power fence back to Cuju City.
The woman got off her horse and took off her power fence, revealing her face before she could take off her makeup. She came to the table and looked at Song Che: "Why are you looking for me?" Song Che smiled and said: "I want to do a business with you." Nong Yue frowned slightly, faintly angry: "Do you know how many The nobles are waiting for me to come on stage. I abandoned them to come here to see you, but you told me it was just a business!" She turned around and got on her horse.
"I have a book of Feng Yue books here, and the name of 'Nangong Yue' is written on it. He was born in the east city of Bianliang in the fourth year of Jingde. His father, Nangong Chen, was a member of the Salt and Iron Department, and he enriched himself by stealing and selling official salt..." Song Che was talking about the Chinese book in his hand.
Nong Yue turned around suddenly, her face turned pale! Song Che put down the album, picked up a deed with white and black letters, and said to Nong Yue: "This one is the "Labor Contract". As long as you are willing to sign it, I will return the album of music books to Nong Yue." You." Nongyue bit her lip hard, her mind almost went blank, how could this be possible... Song Che raised the deed again and declared: "As long as you sign this deed, you will be free to do so within three years. You are the clerk of Hongxing Society. During this period, you must obey any arrangements I make, and all the profits you earn will go to the society. Of course, you can rest assured that I will give you a subsidy every month."
"What about three years later?" Lin Yue asked helpfully. She has also experienced a similar experience, and she knows this feeling better than anyone else.
Song Che smiled and said: "After three years, the deed will expire. She can do whatever she likes." Lin Yue quickly picked up the brush and handed it to Nong Yue.
"Nong Yue, sign it quickly! Song Che is helping you deregister!" Nong Yue's eyes filled with tears. She held Lin Yue's hand, still in disbelief.
"I...how could I get out of Leji! How could Taichang Temple let me go! Are you deceiving me?" Lin Yue solemnly said: "Of course not! Just now, I saw the Ministry of Rites with my own eyes The official sent the document! It's absolutely true!" Nong Yue breathed quickly, took the pen tremblingly, stroked the deed, and signed it slowly.
The three words "Nangong Yue",
"It's been nineteen years, and I've almost forgotten my name..." She bit her fingertips and pressed a fingerprint.
Song Che took away the deed, picked up the document and handed it over, smiling:
"That night when you released Cao Lin, I promised to owe you a favor, and now I have paid it back... Congratulations to Miss Nangong, you are free."
