Chapter 36 Remarriage Have you ever seen a couple living together after divorce?
Song Xieqing had no intention of hiding the truth, but he felt that it would be more convenient to use a trick to hide himself, and he would not have to explain too much to outsiders. Now that Zhu Hao had determined that he was in this house, if Song Xieqing did not show up in his true form, it would seem that he was hiding his true identity.
Therefore, when he finished wishing well, a green light slowly appeared before his eyes. In just a few breaths, a vague outline of a person gradually took shape. First, it was the broad and well-proportioned shoulders of a man, and then, a tall figure stood in front of the desk.
Before Zhu Hao could even open his mouth, the visitor started, "Didn't you steal the Jade Dew Ball? And yet you call me a ghost?"
When Song Xieqing said this, he turned the Huaixianlu to the page with the picture of the turtle. His fingertips paused on the two words "Song Lang" that she had circled.
Zhu Hao felt a little guilty. She stood up and pressed her hands against a corner of the Huaixianlu, trying to pull it back. She teased, "I enjoyed the Jade Dew Balls quite well, but then again, was I the one sitting in the rocking chair?"
The day before yesterday morning, she woke up groggy and felt her lower abdomen sunken with hunger. She groped her way to the kitchen and spotted the jade dew balls that Miaoli had just made. She finished one in two bites. After her stomach was full, Zhu Hao took advantage of her lingering sleepiness to return to her house for a nap. She wanted to wake up and inform Miaoli, but she had forgotten about it... In addition, with Yu Sha's visit, Zhu Hao completely put the matter behind her.
Song Xieqing didn't answer, but slightly loosened his grip. In the process, his fingertips accidentally brushed against Zhu Hao's exposed wrist. After Zhu Hao pulled the Huaixianlu from his hand, Song Xieqing said, "Instead of reading these fragments, you might as well read some serious history books."
"I've never liked studying since I was little. Besides, no matter how much women study, they're not allowed to take exams and achieve success, while men are not bound by gender. I'm a slow learner, so why torture myself? I may not be well-read, but I'm very skilled in embroidery. Most young women can do this, but I have my own clothing store and am often praised. Other young women may become talented women, but as an 'embroidery talent', why not gain a different reputation?"
The young lady's eyes flickered, clearly waiting for praise. Song Xieqing knew what she meant by 'embroidery talent'. He thought for a moment and squeezed out two words: "Not bad."
Zhu Hao guessed that Song Xieqing just agreed casually, and actually didn't think deeply about what she said.
Zhu Hao wiped the ink off the inner pages of the Huaixianlu. She said calmly, "If you don't leave for the next few days, I'll just clean up a room for you to stay in. That way, you won't have to scare Miao Li like a ghost. She's young and even more timid. After all, this house was originally given by you. If I leave you without a place to stay, it would seem like I'm usurping your power."
Song Xieqing glanced at her and asked, "Have you ever seen a divorced couple still living together?"
Oh, she did use the excuse of "divorce" to evade Fang Xuyin and told her that she was familiar with several people. Zhu Hao didn't take it seriously, "Can't we remarry after divorce?"
Song Xieqing remained silent.
Zhu Hao suddenly seemed hesitant and flustered. He put the cloth on the table, buried his head in his needlework, and then picked up the Huaixianlu and read it...
Song Xieqing glanced sideways. The cloth was becoming more and more tangled, the needle and thread were becoming tangled, and the books were being held upside down.
He rubbed his brows, "What's the matter?"
Zhu Hao's smile was stiff, and he called out nervously, "Immortal Lord."
Her sudden deference made Song Xieqing feel a little uncomfortable. He recalled the first time he met Zhu Hao last year. Zhu Hao had been like this then, respectful and respectful to him, even with a hint of fear in her eyes. When did this start? Zhu Hao's fear of him had dissipated, and it had been a long time since she had called him "Immortal Lord". She usually called him by his name, and sometimes even referred to him as "ghost"...
Oh, and draw a turtle on his name.
Song Xieqing: "Next time, if you have anything to say, just tell me directly."
Zhu Hao then whispered to him the general outline of what Liu Rutang had entrusted him with, as well as the huge sum of three thousand taels that she wanted.
After finishing her words, Zhu Haosui saw Song Xieqing looking at her with interest. He did not refuse nor agree, but said calmly: "Regardless of whether you use me as a moneylender, you are the first person in history to ask your husband to visit brothels and redeem prostitutes."
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That day, Lu Jue slept soundly until noon and still hadn't woken up. He turned over on the spacious bed and was about to continue sleeping, but two whispers came into his ears from outside the door.
"Well, Xiaowu, do you think we should report this to the young master right away? Well, the young master is still resting and has a bad temper. If... if we knock on the door now, we'll probably get scolded."
"But... Young Master values Qiao Lekui so much. If he hears that Qiao Lekui has been taken over by someone else today, how are we going to explain it? Hey, tell me, Young Master has clearly calculated that he will take over Qiao Lekui for 800 taels, so how come such an unfamiliar young man suddenly appears out of nowhere? I've never heard of such a person in Huaicheng."
"Hey! The young lady was still waiting to wake up and have fun with Qiao Lekui, but it seems... her plan will be in vain today."
The two were still whispering to each other when suddenly the door was kicked open from the inside. Lu Jue appeared, shirtless, with a forced smile, saying, "What's going on? Tell me in detail."
The two servants looked at each other. Xiao Wu stepped forward with his head hung and told them everything that happened in Baihua Tower today.
Early this morning, he went to the brothel with the eight hundred taels of silver notes given to him by Lu Jue in advance. He originally thought that he could bid for his sleeping master and win the title of Qiao Le Kuang. You know, the ordinary champion can only make three or four hundred taels a day at most. When Xiao Wu put the eight hundred taels of silver notes on the brothel, he thought it was a sure thing. Unexpectedly, an unfamiliar jade-faced young man appeared. He didn't say a word, but just bid with everyone else. Xiao Wu only brought eight hundred taels, so naturally he couldn't raise the price. As a result, Miss Qiao Mei was snatched away by the jade-faced young man.
Lu Jue leaned against the door, "How much did he pay?"
Xiao Wu swallowed his saliva and said awkwardly, "Eight hundred taels... plus a copper coin."
Hearing this, Lu Jue's mouth twitched, "No, you didn't even bring a broken copper coin? You were so outdone by others? Where is the reward I gave you?!" After saying this, Lu Jue wanted to take off his shoes and slap him, but then he realized that he was in a hurry to get off the bed and didn't even have time to put on his shoes.
Lu Jue was speechless for a moment. There were so many beauties in Baihua Tower that they were enough to captivate anyone, but they had to break a lot of rules. If anyone wanted to redeem the winner, they had to keep him for three days. To put it nicely, it was to show their true feelings, but to put it bluntly, Hualou wanted to make a huge fortune with this winner.
Therefore, after seeing Qiao Mei's true face yesterday, Lu Jue sent Xiao Wu to use his name to throw silver to suppress Qiao Mei. Who would have thought that even after he threw out eight hundred taels, someone still kept raising the price?
I just hope that this person is not like him who wants to redeem Qiao Mei. He can just snatch Qiao Mei back tomorrow.
Lu Jue snorted and ordered, "Bring some water. I need to wash up. Remember to harness the horses. We'll go sit for a while at Baihua Tower later."
The two servants nodded and left to take care of the matter.
When Lu Jue entered Baihua Tower, he didn't want any of the top dancers, top wine drinkers, or top courtesans. He crossed his legs, gently swayed the jade cup of wine, and glanced at the slightly trembling old procuress. "Young master, today, I only want Qiao Mei's maid. What's her name? Oh, Nisha? Yinsha? Yusha?"
The madam was nearly fifty years old, but it was easy to tell she had been quite pretty in her youth. She quickly replied, "Yusha."
She looked embarrassed. "Young Master, it's not that I'm deliberately making things difficult for you, but... Yusha is just a little maid right now. She only serves Qiao Mei or helps clean the brothel. Even though Yusha is pretty and can play the pipa, she's not even a prostitute yet. You see, she'll be able to be a prostitute in two days. Young Master, you can choose her then." The madam whispered, "I'll keep Yusha for you, young master!"
Lu Jue casually dropped a silver ingot and asked with a smile, "Can't we even meet once?"
"This..." The madam glanced at Lu Jue, who looked like a young master in gorgeous clothes. She hesitated and said, "If it's just a meeting, nothing else..."
Lu Jue scoffed. What did the old woman in front of him take him for? Did he look so lustful?
Fortunately, Lu Jue was able to see Yu Sha as he wished, relying on his distinguished family background. The lobby was crowded with people and music. The madam was quite sensible and placed him and Yu Sha in a private room. Lu Jue glanced around and saw no bed, only a short square table and a brocade stool.
Lu Jue suddenly found it funny. If he was determined to make love, even if there was no bed, could he not do it?
The door was slightly open, and the young lady walked in with her head lowered. She was not tall, but had a graceful figure. The moment she raised her head, she looked very charming.
Although he had been enjoying himself with his master yesterday, he had not seen Yusha. But now that he saw her, Lu Jue's heart was shaken. He asked, "Do you know how to play mahjong?"
Yusha was stunned by these inexplicable words. A beauty is a beauty. Even when she looks surprised, she remains charming. No matter what she does, it is a beautiful act.
Yusha's voice was like a silver bell, "My little girl's card skills are not very good."
"So you're implying you understand?" Lu Jue raised an eyebrow. "Wouldn't you be a prostitute serving guests every day? Do you want to leave here? If so, I'll buy your freedom."
Yusha raised her head, without any shyness, and said frankly, "If Mr. Lu is sincere in wanting to redeem Yusha, please wait a few years."
Lu Jue raised his eyebrows and asked her why.
Yusha: "A prostitute has just been registered, so the price offered for her redemption should be low. Moreover, I have not yet established myself in this building with my musical skills. Now, I am just a waitress. If Mr. Lu redeems me at the price of a maid, it will be a loss for Yusha. In short, if Mr. Lu is willing, I will wait for a few years. Yusha thanks Mr. Lu in advance."
Lu Jue: ...
Whatever.
Lu Jue stopped talking nonsense and got straight to the point: "Have you been inside to serve your master today? Did you see the man with Qiao Mei? Did he do anything strange? What's his name?"
Yusha sneered. Any man would be unable to walk once he saw a woman with decent looks. Lu Jue saw that his chance to be alone with Qiao Mei was dashed, so he came here to look for her. But now Lu Jue was politely declined by her, and he wanted to turn around and change his mind about going to Qiao Mei.
Yusha scoffed inwardly, then told him the details she knew. "If you want to find out, Master Lu, you've come at a really bad time. I've just been sent off to do some work by the other ladies in the other rooms, and haven't had the pleasure of seeing the young man with Sister Qiao. I only heard a few things when I came here. His surname is Zhu. Several guests mentioned that they'd seen Master Zhu coming in and out of the Zhu residence in South Lane. Perhaps he's related to Madam Zhu?"
"Zhu?" Lu Jue asked, "Excuse me, what is this lady's name?"
"Good luck."
Lu Jue's mind focused, he intuitively felt that the name was familiar, he tried hard to recall, and suddenly realized, wasn't this woman the victim of the case that Brother Pei personally came to Huaicheng to try last year?
Huh? Interesting.
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