"Jin...Jin Mei Niang."
As the owner of Jinsha Tower and in charge of the Salt Gang with tens of thousands of people, Jin Meiniang had deceived countless people. Looking at the clear and sincere eyes of the young man in front of her, she actually felt a trace of guilt in her heart.
"Doesn't it hurt?"
Jingting's next question made Jin Meiniang speechless. The young man pointed at the woman's bare feet, his eyes full of questions.
The floor of Jinsha Tower is paved with hard stone slabs, which are neat and beautiful, but not soft. The woman's soles have been bruised and red from walking along the way.
"A bit...but the slave family is used to it, and the sisters said...this will make men like it more."
Jin Meiniang answered truthfully.
Then she saw the boy in front of her take off his shoes and hand them to her.
"It's a bit big. You step on it first. Then we'll go over there and take a look. I'll buy you a pair of shoes by the way."
Looking at Jingting's back as she turned around and put on her warm shoes, Jin Meiniang's eyes were full of struggle.
"Give."
After buying a pair of red embroidered shoes with gold carvings, Jingting handed the shoes to Jin Meiniang. The woman tried them on and found they fit perfectly.
"Thank you, I'll give you a free look."
"No need, just five taels. You probably didn't see many people at night."
Jingting smiled softly, stretched out her left hand and gave it to Jin Meiniang.
Jin Meiniang held it and took a closer look. The boy's hand was warm, fair and slender, with distinct joints. There was no callus in the palm, and there was no smell of blood between the fingers. It was as clean as a scholar who didn't know martial arts.
"What did you see?"
Jin Meiniang raised her head and saw Jingting's eyes. She had seen countless demon boys in Jinsha Tower, and she had to admit that the boy in front of her had a very good-looking smile, and it was a bit too good-looking. Looking into his eyes, she felt This person who has long been accustomed to lies cannot tell a lie.
So, she could only lower her head: "Sir, I'm passing here to the north to do something big."
"It's a big deal that concerns the people."
"Now that the young master is gone, his official career will be prosperous."
"Thank you. Unfortunately, I have never been an official in my life, nor do I want to be an official."
"ah?"
Jin Meiniang was obviously stunned for a moment.
"I am a Taoist priest."
Following Liu Daotang, the Taoist priest, listening to the words of the young man in front of her, Jin Meiniang had already heard a thunderous name in her mind.
"Taoist Master Jingting." She read out subconsciously.
"It's me. How did the girl know Pindao?"
"You... the Taoist Master is very famous. We at Jinsha Tower also do some brokerage business, so you will naturally recognize him."
"How famous is it?"
"The day you left Wudu, there were countless swordsmen in the world, wearing green clothes and carrying swords. Some of them would imitate your deeds and act chivalrously. Everywhere they went, they would give porridge and medicine to those who had the conditions. They were all extremely protective of their shortcomings. , many Taoist temples took the opportunity to recruit many disciples, and there are faint rumors in the world that you are the best master in the world."
"Rumors in the world should not be believed easily. The reputation of being the best in the world is too much, but it sounds good to be able to do something for the people and the Taoist sect."
"The slave family never dreamed that the world-famous Taoist Master Jingting would be sitting in front of the slave family, and he would look so...handsome."
"Thank you for the compliment, girl, let's continue."
"What does the Taoist want to see?"
"Pindao loves a woman and wants to know if she will marry me."
"Judging from the Taoist priest's palm reading, there is indeed a marriage, but we can't tell who it is."
Jin Meiniang's fingers scraped across Jingting's palm.
"Married, that's good." Jingting smiled, covering up the numbness in her palms.
"How can the Taoist priest be sure it's her? Could it be that the Taoist priest also studies destiny?"
"Without research, she will be the only one in my life."
Looking at Jingting with a happy smile on her face, a hint of resentment suddenly flashed in Jin Meiniang's eyes! And he gritted his teeth even more.
"What else did you see?"
"No...it's nothing. I'm not familiar with the art of fortune-telling yet." Jin Meiniang waved her hand. She knew that Taoist priests knew some fortune-telling and fortune-telling. Knowing Jingting's identity, she was afraid to test her further. There will be clues in front of the pavilion.
"Thank you, girl. Here are five taels of silver. Take it." He took out five taels of broken silver from his sleeves and placed it on the table. Jingting stood up and raised his legs to leave.
"Taoist Master, don't leave..."
Jingting turned around, and the woman in red was tugging on his sleeve, looking at him pitifully: "The night is long, and the slave family has no business. It would be better for the Taoist priest to talk to the slave family."
"Just talking?"
"Just talking."
Jin Meiniang nodded, pointing to the second floor Accord with her jade hand: "Taoist Master, please."
After entering the room and sitting down quietly in the pavilion, Jin Meiniang said something to the maid waiting outside. Not long after, the maid brought a pot of tea and put it on the table. Before she opened it, the aroma of tea was already overflowing.
Jin Meiniang poured a glass and brought it to Jingting's mouth with her delicate hand.
“Good tea.”
With his head slightly backward, Jingting first took the teacup that was brought to his mouth, and then put the light red tea into his mouth.
"This is Huzhou bamboo shoots, soaked in Nanli water and cooked with Xing Kiln white porcelain. It is the best tea in Jinshalou. It is not easy to transport Nanli water to Jingcheng. There are not many teas in Jinshalou."
"It's really good tea. A pot like this costs a lot of money." Jingting put down the teacup in her hand and couldn't help but pick it up and take a sip.
"The slave family invites the Taoist priest to talk. Naturally, the slave family invites the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest will taste tea later and the slave family will come as soon as he leaves."
Jin Meiniang stood up and slowly retreated behind the screen.
Glancing at the screen that reflected the silhouette of people, Jingting retracted her gaze and moved it to the teacup. The tea was indeed good, so don’t waste it by drinking it. It was the first time she saw such good tea, so Jingting tasted it leisurely. stand up.
In the blink of an eye, Jin Meiniang walked out from behind the screen. She had changed into another outfit. It was still red, but she wore a thin silk shirt. She was extremely charming. Her pretty face was lightly painted with pink and white, her waist was as thin as a willow, and she had a gold-carved skirt. The accessories set off a pair of jade legs, fair and slender, exposed to the air in front of Jingting.
"The girl is beautiful."
Jingting smiled slightly: "But she is more beautiful than before."
"Oh? Taoist priest thinks I'm no better than before?"
Jin Meiniang came close to Jingting, bringing with her a gust of fragrant wind. She slowly came closer, and the softness on her chest spread across her arms. She almost fell into Jingting's arms.
"Because that's who you are, how you feel in your heart."
Jin Meiniang's seductive movements paused and left Jingting's body. She suddenly felt that she was a little dirty and should not be close to the star-like young man in front of her.
"This face is so beautiful. You have become accustomed to being painted like this. Over time, you feel that this is what you really look like, and you use your true appearance as a disguise."
Looking at the charming woman in front of her, Jingting's eyes were filled with tenderness and distress: "What does a person have to go through to wrap himself up like this?"
"Nothing to do with you."
"It has nothing to do with Pindao, but if the girl wants to say it, Pindao is right here."
"I was sold here..."
