Chapter 414: Yue He, who sells her art but not her body



Chapter 414: Yue He, who sells her art but not her body

Du Wanwan lowered her head and glanced at Ye Tingxiao, then sighed, "If a woman enters here, her future life is doomed to be unhappy.

I am also a woman, and I feel that they are even more miserable and miserable than I was when I fled from home to Liangjun City. They have lost their freedom and their dignity as human beings.

Even if you are talented, you can only make a living by pleasing customers and looking at their faces. "

"Don't think too much. We're just going in for a look. Come, I'll take you in. We agreed that this is only once in a lifetime."

Taking a deep breath, Du Wanwan smiled faintly, and waved her hand with heroic spirit: "Let's go!"

As soon as the two entered the room, a tortoise came up to greet them: "Gentlemen! Do you have any girls you know?"

"No." Du Wanwan put her hands behind her back and scanned the upstairs and downstairs. "Find a private room and someone who can sing to serve you."

"Okay! Please go upstairs!" The old man led them upstairs and into a private room called "Moonlight over the Lotus Pond". "Please come in! The girl will be here soon."

Du Wanwan took out a silver ingot from her sleeve and handed it to Guigong: "Find the best singer in the building."

The silver ingot weighed ten taels, all of which were collected from the storehouse of Prince Qi's mansion. Gui Gong took it and the smile on his face became much more sincere.

These two are really generous and should be the sons of wealthy families. Unfortunately, they both have annoying moles on their faces and have no chance of passing the imperial examination.

When the imperial court selects officials, they will not want people with such strange appearances.

"Don't worry! I'll arrange it for you right away!"

The old man bowed and left, and Du Wanwan began to look at the furnishings in the room. The layout was very elegant, trying to please the tastes of scholars and writers.

Ye Tingxiao also looked around casually, then sat down, and a maid came to serve tea and snacks.

In the room opposite, people were playing finger-guessing games and drinking loudly. The noise was loud and would drift over from time to time.

Du Wanwan was curious about who was in that room, so she gave the maid a tael of silver and then asked, "Who is in the room opposite? Why is it so lively?"

The maid took the silver and was overjoyed: "I don't know him. He is not from our capital. He is from another place and speaks with a southern Xinjiang accent."

"Southern Xinjiang?"

Ye Tingxiao suddenly remembered something. When he was on his way to Dongchen Kingdom and passed through southern Xinjiang, he heard that the third prince Yu Hanyan had a falling out with the emperor and ran away from home.

The third prince Yu Hanyan is the son of the queen and the brother of the ninth princess Yu Hanyan. He had a conflict with the emperor for some unknown reason and ran away in anger.

The emperor is sending people all over the country to look for him. Could it be that he has run to Wei?

"Yes, Southern Xinjiang." The little girl nodded confidently, "The accent of people in Southern Xinjiang is a little different from ours, so it's easy to recognize it."

After saying this, the little maid bowed and walked out.

"Ye Tingxiao! What's wrong? Why are you so excited when talking about Southern Xinjiang?" Du Wanwan noticed that the man was abnormal.

"It's like this." Ye Tingxiao told Du Wanwan what he knew, and then asked her, "Should we go over and confirm it? And then tell Yu Hanyan about this news?"

"No need." Du Wanwan didn't want to meddle in other people's business. "Since the Third Prince is Han Yan's brother, he must know when to act. We are only friends with Han Yan, and her brother may not pay attention to us."

After hearing this, Ye Tingxiao stopped trying to persuade him. He was right. They didn't need to worry about the affairs of the Third Prince of Southern Xinjiang. The main purpose of today was to accompany his daughter Wanwan to visit the brothel.

Half a cup of tea later, a girl holding a pipa came in from outside the door. She was about seventeen or eighteen years old and not very outstanding in appearance.

A fat middle-aged woman dressed in red and green, with her hair covered in gold, silver, and jade, followed by them. After hearing from the old man that the two girls were very generous and only asked for songs, she hurried over with her people.

Miss Yuehe used to be the best singer in the building, but she is no longer the same as before. However, she should have no problem dealing with the two outsiders. After all, Bai Ling, the lark in the building, was called away.

Besides, Yuehe is a stubborn person. She has refused to sell herself all these years and just sings songs. She doesn't care even if she earns little and her food and clothing are much worse than Bai Ling's.

Bai Ling was originally Yue He's apprentice. She had a good voice and not only sold her art but also her body. Now she is the most famous girl in the building.

This is a perfect example of "Teach your apprentice and starve yourself to death."

After another year or two, she no longer wanted Yue He and planned to drive her out, and only support Bai Ling.

Today I heard that someone wanted to order some songs, so I reluctantly brought Yuehe over to deal with it.

"My two lords, this is the best singer in our Wangjun Tower." The madam's surname was Qian. The girls and guests all called her Mama Qian. She always called herself that. "Mama Qian, I pat my chest to guarantee that there is no one better than Miss Yuehe in singing."

"Are you the madam here?"

Du Wanwan glanced at Mother Qian and felt that the costume drama she watched in her previous life was not in vain. The madam was dressed almost the same as the actors in the drama.

It can be seen that the director put a lot of effort into it, and the eyes, movements, clothing, and headdress are all imitated vividly.

"Yes!" Mother Qian nodded proudly.

Ye Tingxiao said coldly, "She is the best singer in Wangjun Tower?"

Mother Qian was stunned, her heart in her throat, no way! Could it be that these two also came to see Bai Ling because of her reputation?

God, is she really that mean? She could be exposed in front of others for telling a lie? But the words had already been said, and she couldn't take them back, so she could only bite the bullet and continue.

"The girl who sings the best is a fireman?" Ye Tingxiao frowned slightly, "Is Wangjunlou bullying us because we are outsiders and have no knowledge?

This girl smells heavily of cooking oil smoke, I can smell it even from such a distance. How dare Qian's mother say that she is the best singer? "

Du Wanwan stood up after hearing that, walked around Yuehe, and blew her nose carefully: "Hmm! It really smells like a strong smell of cooking fumes."

Yue He knelt down with a plop: "I'm sorry, sir! Yue He didn't mean it. I was afraid that I would neglect you, so I came here without burning incense and bathing."

In fact, she wanted to burn incense and take a bath, but Mother Qian refused and scolded her coldly: "Just go and fool two foreign merchants, there is no need to go through so much trouble, just hold the pipa and leave immediately. You don't need to pay for being my firewood for boiling water? And take a bath? Is it necessary?"

During this period, Bai Ling took her original position. Mother Qian forced her to sell her body in various ways. When she was unwilling, she was asked to help in the kitchen.

She would rather stay in the kitchen all day than serve a man. She had to stick to her bottom line. She was the daughter of a good family and was deceived and sold to the capital.

"Get up! This is none of your business." Ye Tingxiao looked at Mother Qian coldly, with a hint of coldness in his eyes. "It must be that Mother Qian saw that we are not locals, so she just found someone to fool us. Mother Qian! Am I right?"

Mother Qian smiled awkwardly and explained, "Yuehe used to be the best singer in our building, but she has fallen a little behind in the past one or two years.

But the best girl in our building has been ordered, so she is the only one left. The customer wants it urgently, so I have no choice! I just let her take over first."

(End of this chapter)

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