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Qin Sang glanced up at the private room of the young master of the Wu family on the second floor and saw that the young master seemed uninterested in the girls in front of him; he was dozing off.
Xie Sui'an followed her gaze and asked, "What, have you discovered something new?"
Qin Sang asked in surprise, "How did you know?"
Xie Sui'an snorted: "Your scheming is practically seeping through the curtain. The Wu family is the mastermind behind buying your tea plantation, isn't they? Trying to get in on this young master of the Wu family? How?" He suddenly widened his eyes, "No way!"
Xie Sui'an was right. She was indeed planning to use her beauty to sow discord among the beauties after finding out about that Wang Tongpan. However, she had not yet made a decision. The young master of the Wu family was willing to come to Cuiyun Tower today, so he must not be here to spend money and take a nap. Perhaps she would not even need to show her face.
Just then, the sound of the konghou (a type of Chinese harp) on stage stopped, and thunderous applause erupted from the audience. Immediately afterwards, the madam, who was announcing the program, went on stage beaming and said, "The next one, I'm sure you've all been waiting a long time, but don't worry, good things come to those who wait..."
Some people in the audience immediately started chanting and stirring things up: "Yao Sisi, Yao Sisi, Yao Sisi..."
The madam laughed and slapped her thigh: "Oh, gentlemen, at least let me finish what I have to say!"
Ignoring her, the noise grew louder and louder, waking up all the young noblemen who were dozing in the private rooms upstairs, who all poked their heads out.
In fact, Yao Sisi had already shown herself earlier, but her face was adorned with pearl tassels, making it difficult to see clearly. Hearing everyone's excitement, Qin Sang also became very interested and wanted to see what kind of celestial beauty this woman possessed.
Seeing that no one was listening to her, the madam crossed her arms and pretended to be angry. Perhaps everyone saw from her proud posture that Miss Sisi wouldn't come out if she didn't stop, and their voices gradually lowered.
Before the madam could speak, Young Master Wu You from the second floor said, "Anyone who makes another sound will be thrown out. Stop with the nonsense!"
The room finally fell completely silent, but just as the madam was about to speak with a smile, a sneer came clearly from another direction on the second floor.
Wu You frowned: "Wang Shizhen? You've come to join in the fun too? What did you mean by that smile just now?"
king?
What a coincidence?
Qin Sang slowly turned her gaze and saw a young man sitting on the second floor, directly opposite Young Master Wu, by the railing. He was quite pleasing to the eye. The pleasingness of this man did not refer to his appearance, but to his face, which gave people a sense of peace.
Qin Sang has some unique skills in judging people's faces that she can't quite explain herself. She attributes it to innate intuition, a kind of super-fast interpretation of a person's facial features and micro-expressions, so fast that even she herself can hardly analyze frame by frame to figure out exactly which part she sees.
Just like when she first saw Xie Sui'an, she felt that he was like a kind, innocent, proud peacock who liked to roam around.
The young master of the Wu family was arrogant and haughty. He had been speaking sharply and sternly just now, but now he showed some restraint and forbearance towards the young master surnamed Wang, as if he was somewhat wary of the other party's status.
Could it be... that this king is the same king who served as Prefect Wang?
It's not surprising, as brothels often attract famous and refined people from the city. On a day like today, it's not unusual for the son of Magistrate Wang to be present.
The handsome young master Wang had a faint smile on his face and said politely and gently, "Oh, I'm sorry, I was actually laughing along with everyone else, but suddenly everyone stopped laughing, which made my smile seem very abrupt. I didn't mean anything by it, I'm sorry."
The madam on stage, fearing that the two would start arguing and ruin the show, quickly said loudly, "Oh dear, do you still want to watch our Miss Sisi's performance? The audience's getting quiet."
Young Master Wang smiled warmly and spoke gently: "I've been waiting for a long time, naturally to catch a glimpse of Miss Sisi's beautiful face. I'm sorry to have troubled you, Mother."
"Oh, look at what Young Master Wang is saying. Alright, I won't keep you in suspense any longer. Next, let's welcome our Miss Sisi to the stage."
A deafening roar of cheers erupted from the audience once again: "Yao Sisi, Yao Sisi, Yao Sisi..."
The madam flicked the handkerchief in her hand, blinked, and turned to go backstage.
A clear and melodious pipa melody flowed out from the backstage like a stream. The music was unfamiliar, yet it captivated everyone's ears with just one note, and the crowd held their breath and listened intently.
Then, a line of dancers emerged from backstage, their flowing pink sleeves billowing, surrounding a woman dressed in a scarlet veil, adorned with jade beads on her forehead, her figure graceful and alluring.
The woman's figure was supple and slender, her snow-white skin partially hidden beneath a thin veil, her beauty exquisite, her bright eyes captivating and enchanting. Miss Sisi, holding a pipa (a traditional Chinese stringed instrument), danced and played, her movements both beautiful and melodious. In just a few steps, she stirred up a thousand waves of admiration, eliciting gasps of surprise. Whistles blew, and whispers murmured among the crowd.
"Is this Sisi's new dance music?"
"It must be! I come to Cuiyun Tower often, but I've never seen it before!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, what a stunning face! It really has to be Miss Sisi. Such a beauty should only exist in heaven. How often can one hear of such a thing in the mortal world!"
"Miss Sisi is exceptionally skilled in all five arts, and no one has been able to surpass her in all these years. She rarely comes out to see people, so it is a great honor to finally meet her again today!"
Qin Sang looked left and right and noticed that the young master surnamed Wu on the left had his eyes wide open, while the young master surnamed Wang on the right, although somewhat arrogant, also seemed to admire the woman on the stage. She immediately made a plan.
She pulled her seatmate aside to confirm her guess: "May I ask, brother, is that young master surnamed Wang on the right related to Magistrate Wang?"
The man next door, knowing Qin Sang was an outsider, had been asking her all sorts of questions earlier. Now, he generously explained to her, "It's not just a matter of connections. This young master Wang is the most talented and promising fourth son of Magistrate Wang's family. At such a young age, he has already passed the official school's examinations and ranked at the top. He will be going to the capital this year to participate in the autumn imperial examinations! His future is limitless."
As expected!
She was overjoyed inside, but kept it to herself and said, "Oh? What about that young master Wu on the left? The two look about the same age. Did he pass the exam?"
The man next door twitched his brow and chuckled, "This guy, hehe, I'm afraid he won't make it even in a few decades! He's just a fish in muddy water, he can't escape our quagmire."
Qin Sang said, "No wonder these two seem to get along."
The man chuckled and said, "What do you think? One is buried in his books, the other spends his days drinking and having fun. They're not on the same page, so naturally they don't get along. Didn't you see that their seats are far apart? I'm afraid they'll fight!"
Qin Sang wore an expression of having learned something, but in her heart she thought she was afraid that a fight would not break out. It would be good if a fight broke out, the deeper the conflict, the better, as it would make it easier for her to use the other side's strength against them and kill someone with a borrowed knife.
She was overjoyed, thinking that today was truly a good day. By sheer coincidence, she had stumbled upon such an important occasion, where all sorts of strange and wonderful people gathered together. She had learned about everything she should and shouldn't have, and encountered people she should and shouldn't have. It was simply a perfect storm of good fortune!
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