Chapter 174: The words are intimidating

It took half a month to handle various documents in Tianjin. For a moment, everyone in the door knew that Liu Tang, the lord of the pastor, had intentionally closed the business and found another way out. But I don’t know if he really got out of the shore or started a new job next to him? Whenever a fellow businessman came to greet him, Liu Tang just smiled and said nothing. After leaving, he was secretive. The people around him couldn’t find out anything, so he had to do it.

The many servants in the garden, listen to the turtle slaves, should send them home a few taels of silver; those who are young and flexible in their eyes are brought by their side, the most important one is the girls in the garden. Ziyun is not under his own disciple. If you want to conquer the world in Beijing and promote Yanqi, you must always have a few girls who can make a name for themselves. The third aunt crawled under her own disciple and chose a person named Xiulian. She has a good appearance and is proficient in Quwen, and seems to be a talent that can be created.

The third aunt changed her name to Jin Ling, as the first shot after entering Beijing. In addition to the girl's name, the name of the portal also needs to be changed. The third aunt and Liu Sima discussed for a long time and finally chose the name of the "Tianqing Class". From Tianjin to Beijing, they used the Hongxing Store on Yangmei Zhuxie Street as the incense nest. This is a unique style in the Qingyin class in the alley and the old-style prostitute in the pocket, as if it was a practice of prostitute in the north.

When she first arrived in the noble land, the people and land were unfamiliar, and the wealthy customers in the capital were not used to this, so the family was neglected and the expenses were paid a lot. However, Liu Tang was not in a hurry. First, she brought a lot of money and didn't have to worry about it for the time being. Second, before she came here, she had a lot of suggestions from Liu Sima and had a long time to think about it. She had to borrow a reason to spread the word "Jin Ling". There is a popular method in Shanghai, so she might as well give it a try.

It turns out that the style of Fengyue Family is different from north to south. In the south, famous prostitutes become famous, and they are shortcuts for Zhongnan. They are packed with a private room every day. It is best to rely on the "last bag" of the lower court door, followed by the "head bag" on the "Jiulongkou". When they are happy, they sit in the private room with makeup and a dazzling jewelry aura that makes the audience look sideways.

The rule of "supporting the role" is that it is better to arrive early, but once the role of the role you are praised, you will have to leave your seat immediately. So you can see who is the one who is good. In less than half a month, the name of a famous prostitute was quickly spread through the name of a famous actor.

However, the theaters and opera troupes in the capital are different from those in the south, and they are difficult to do the same. They can only follow the idea and make adjustments. The calculation has been determined, and Liu Tuzi, a friend of Hongxingdian, came to take the ticket for Zhang Ju, and wrote a line of words in a crooked manner: "Xu Xiaoxiang, Yinxiutang", and called himself "Master Jin".

"What? Miss Jin, are you still called ***?"

"What's wrong?" Jin Ling asked back: "Master, I love this tone, can't it?"

"Okay, okay!" Liu Tuzi knew that Jin Ling had just arrived in Beijing and wanted to make a name for herself. She had a bad temper on weekdays and was very good at talking. She didn't dare to mess with her, so she turned her head and left.

"Slow down, Liu Tuzi!" Jin Ling called him and said, "Don't worry about me calling me a girl in the future."

"So, what do you mean by the girl?"

"Come on Master Jin Er."

"Yes! Master Jin Er!"

Xu Xiaoxiang is a famous actor who is famous in the 49th city, nicknamed Hu Gongjin. She is famous and has a stronger temper. Look at her name, Mr. Jin, she doesn't know her. She let the listener draw a reason casually, but she can't make excuses.

Liu Tuzi couldn't do anything, so he turned around and returned to Hongxing Store. Jin Ling was a little dazed. All these pretentious things were taught to her by the third aunt, but she didn't expect that Xu Xiaoxiang wouldn't have such a ***. There was no way, so she had to find Liu Tuzi and discuss with him: "Second Master, what are you calling *** for?"

Jin Ling was inconvenient to say clearly that she wanted to borrow the light of '***' and just said: "I'm so bored, I'll find someone to talk to you."

"It turns out that the second master is looking for someone to have fun. That's easy to do! Can I recommend someone to you?"

Jin Ling asked irresistibly: "Who?"

"Boss Zhu from Fushou Class."

Boss Zhu is Zhu Guifen, whose name is Peizhi and Guiqing, who is a master of Wudan, and also a Huadan. Of course, Jin Ling also knows her name and nods and says, "Call me and take a look!"

"You are the one who likes you." Liu Tuzi said, "Boss Zhu is good at kung fu, and he plays a pear blossom gun so hard that it is hard to see through the wind and rain."

While saying that, he left with a smile. He went to the counter to write the tickets and sent someone to the 'lower' of the Hanjiatan Fuhou Class. When Zhu Guifen saw the name 'Master Jin', he was confused and asked the client of Hongxing Store: "What is Master Jin doing?"

The shop guy has already traveled twice in order to call him ***. If he fails this time, he will have to go the third time, so he deliberately deceived him: "It's the food road from Shandong, it's so great! He has a good temper. Boss Zhu, please ask now!"

The weather was hot, and Zhu Guifen was so lazy that she didn't want to move too much, so she really didn't want to get out of this situation. Unfortunately, the people came repeatedly urging her, and the road was not far away, and she thought it would take no time to go and play. It was indeed a "Kuo Lao Dou". Isn't it great to get him one or two thousand silvers? Thinking of this, he changed his clothes happily, went out to get into the car, walked over from Cherry Street, and soon arrived at Hongxing Store.

"Is there a Master Jin living there?"

"Come on, come on! Boss Zhu," this time it was Liu Tuzi who greeted him, "Come on with me."

After entering the yard where Jin Ling lived, he pointed to the north room and turned around.

Zhu Guifen walked through the patio, went up the steps, coughed as usual, and then pushed the door straight into. The north room was two rooms inside and outside, the guest seat outside, and the bedroom inside. The smell of opium smoke came from the cotton curtain. Needless to say, "Mr. Jin" was waiting inside.

After lifting the curtain, Zhu Guifen was stunned. What is there? Mr. Jin, a woman in her twenties, lying next to the cigarette board. Could it be that she went to the wrong place? Thinking of this, he quickly retracted one of the legs that had stepped in.

"Peizhi, why are you leaving? Come here!"

This made Zhu Guifen even more confused, and she stopped and asked, "Is this Mr. Jin's house?"

"yes!"

"Where is Mr. Jin?"

Jin Ling smiled and stopped laughing and said, "I am Mr. Jin. Why, you didn't expect it?"

Zhu Guifen refused to answer, hesitated for a while, and decided to stay. In order to be curious, he must first figure out what this "Master Jin" is, and then look at what this "Master Jin" does to himself?

So he smiled and sat down on the chair, "I really call you Mr. Jin?" he asked.

"The store called me Mr. Jin. My real name is Jin Ling, so you can call me my name."

When he talked about Jin Ling, Zhu Guifen remembered it and said in a lost voice: "It turns out that it is Miss Jin from Tianjin!"

Jin Ling smiled and refused to answer, pointed to the opposite side of the cigarette tray and said, "Come on, lie down! Boil me a bite."

The 'hunter' serves the 'old dou', and burning smoke is a matter of duty. Zhu Guifen was very reluctant and deliberately used the excuse of the rule of "not being prostitute" in the north as an excuse, and said apologetically: "Mr. Jin, our industry rules are not promising!"

Jin Ling understood as soon as she heard this. He said it backwards and sneered in his heart: Don’t be confused! Do you think you are a client? Thinking of this, he pulled the dressing table casually, picked up a silver note of twenty taels with two fingers, and handed it over.

"You are..." Zhu Guifen was stunned.

Jin Ling glanced sideways and smiled, "Doesn't it cost to call ***?" she said.

This is very impolite. But Zhu Guifen dared not refute her. Beijing is not as good as a prostitute. Before Daoguang, when his husband met a prostitute, he had to call him "aunt". Although the rules now are not as good as before, he really recognized it. Zhu Guifen was going to lose in terms of reason. Moreover, Jin Ling was called *** as "Master Jin", and the situation was even more different. Zhu Guifen had no choice but to thank him for taking it.

As soon as he received the silver note, he had to act according to the rules of serving Lao Dou. Zhu Guifen lifted his robe and went to the kang, picked up the label, burned a "yellow, pine, high" cigarette bubble, put it on a pipe, then pulled out a snow-white silk handkerchief from his sleeve, shook it open and wiped the cigarette mouth, and handed the cigarette gun to Jin Ling's lips through the lamp.

Jin Ling was not addicted to smoking. She prepared a cigarette tray just for the convenience of treating guests. She asked Zhu Guifen to smog, but she just arranged an opportunity to lie down together. Therefore, she did not take a sip of several cigarettes, and sprayed the room with smoke, but she hooked up Zhu Guifen's addiction.

"You're really ruining food!" he said with a smile.

"It turns out that it's fun!" Jin Ling asked, "Where are you?"

"I'm Smoke."

"Then, you smoke!"

Zhu Guifenba couldn't do this sentence. He used extremely clean and neat techniques to draw eight tubes in a row, and was embarrassed to draw again.

"You said you were smoke-sounding, and you'll be happy. I'll sing a paragraph, can you listen to me?"

"Why can't it work? However, without strings, it's not good to sing."

"Then let's hum a little voice."

Zhu Guifen thought for a while and said, "I'll have a 'drunk'. This drama is unique, and the tone must be low to taste."

After humming a few words and becoming addicted to drama, Zhu Guifen stood up and sang while making figure. Her eyes seemed to be open and closed, floating around, engraving the drunken Yang Concubine's spring heart, which made Jin Ling feel a little lost.

It was time to see, Zhu Guifen turned around and held a cup, bent over from behind, and blew out the smoke lamp in one mouthful.

From this day on, Jin Ling and Zhu Guifen have to meet each other every two or three days, and they must close the door for a long time. After a long time, everyone in the Pear Garden knew that Zhu Guifen became the "Tianmen Girl".

As the business was booming, more customers grew. While Liu Tang was recruiting business, he secretly asked: "Do you know that there is a lord named Gan in front of the emperor? There is a slave in his mansion, who is the surname Su?" The guests asked a lot, and each of them was stunned and confused. Even if there was someone who knew, they just replied: "There are also someone with the surname Gan, but I don't know if there are slaves in his mansion with the surname Su."

Liu Tang did not give up and looked for the address the guest said, and always returned disappointed. However, there was no secret in this place in Beijing. I heard that the visitor had a little chat and found out that there was an extra concubine in the emperor's palace. It is said that after he was pregnant in Tianjin, he was then included in the harem by the emperor.

Liu Tang's heart moved. Could it be that my Ziyun is my family? It's up to the emperor. Before she could tell in public, she thought to herself, and asked, "There is such a thing? I have been in Tianjin for many years, but have you never heard of it?"

"How did you know?" One of the speakers laughed, "The emperor's daily life is served by people, and it is your turn to know?"

"Then," Liu Tang deliberately pretended to be disbelief of what the visitor said, "I heard what you said, it seems like you are the emperor's daily life being served by you. Do you know so clearly?"

"I may not know much, but one of my friends is a job at Lord Su's house. These words were also heard from him."

"Mr. Su? Who is it?"

"You don't know whether Lord Su? The Chief of the Interior Office, Su Shun, the former Minister of the Imperial Court! Now, he is the most popular person in the court." The visitor used a few more glasses of wine, and his tongue was a little tight. "If you want to talk about Lord Su, I will ask me. When asked about others, I'm afraid I really don't know!"

He talked endlessly, Liu Tang was like the best listener, paying attention without blinking. At this time, she knew that the one who came to her countryside was Sushun! As for the true identity of the Fourth Master Gan, he was about to emerge!

Although she didn't understand the truth that the emperor's words and deeds were all law in the world, she also knew that the relationship was too great and she should never be easily shown to others. After thinking for a long time, she made up her mind: go to Sushun's mansion in person! Is he the slave surnamed Su?

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Su Shun passed away from the garden and returned to the mansion by car. As soon as he got out of the sedan chair, a servant replied, "Master, a guest has arrived."

"Who is it?"

"The visitor didn't say it, but she said she was from Tianjin and she was a pastoral lord."

Sushun was shocked! He hurriedly asked, "Where is the person? Where is it?"

"The little one asked her to wait at the door."

Su Shun hesitated for a moment, and originally wanted to order someone to blow her out, but then he thought, since the third aunt could find this place, it was not a solution to hide. "Then, is there anyone passing through her?"

"No, she's the only one."

"Let her come in." Sushun said, "I will meet her in the second hall. Also, I have something to discuss with the people who come, and everyone else will stop you."

"Zhe." The servant agreed and turned around.

After a while, the footsteps sounded. Liu Tang went to the porch of the second hall and looked up. It was the slave surnamed Su who had met several times in Tianjin. Compared with that time, Su was completely different in appearance. He was dressed in a first-class crane. He had a cool hat on the long table, a gold carved top, a east bead in the middle, and a ruby ​​on it, which looked majestic.

The third aunt was a little panicked. Even if she had just stood the word "reason" on this trip, she could not stand the high power of the position. How could a woman like her behave easily? She thought randomly and stepped forward a few steps and knelt down, "Minister woman Liu Tang, please pay me a blessing to the Lord."

Sushun let her touch her head a few times, and when he saw her kneeling on the ground, he felt embarrassed. What should he do? Before leaving the garden, he told the emperor that the emperor did not express much, and seemed to not take this matter seriously. Now that he is back home, there are creditors waiting. If he doesn't deal with it well, even if he is not afraid of her crying and spreading it, a woman in the palace will be included in the emperor's palace. How can the face of the Tian family be there? At that time, the emperor will definitely blame himself for not being able to do things!

Therefore, after pondering for a long time, Su Shun sighed in her heart: "San Auntie, it's been a long time since we met."

Liu Tang was afraid that he would not speak. When he heard him speak, the woman whimpered and touched her head heavily, "Sir, sir! The people's women are suffering!"

Sushun didn't know why she cried, but when she thought about it, she knew that Miss Ziyun was the first woman in the countryside to support her door. She suddenly ran away and brought the emperor to the palace. My third aunt lost such a money tree. Although life would not be difficult to survive, her business would definitely be greatly affected. However, Miss Ziyun is now in the deep palace and must not be as soft as before. Her words appear a little soft and soft, and then she will never be able to pull it out again!

As soon as he thought of this, he forced himself to speak in a half-scolding tone, "Why are you crying? Just say anything."

Liu Tang did not dare to cry anymore, so he forced himself to hold back his tears, looked up and glanced up, "Sir, the civilian woman dare not ask for anything next to him, just ask for the adult to return my girl, little girl..."
To be continued...