Murong Ci walked over and said clearly: "Young Master Qin, Young Master Li never repents. You must teach him a lesson that you will never forget, otherwise he will not restrain himself."
Mr. Li's complexion changed slightly, and he said hastily: "Hero, please forgive me. I will remember this lesson and won't offend the two young masters again."
She sneered, "Of course you don't dare to offend us, you bully the weak, you only bully ordinary people who have no power."
Mr. Qin looked at her sideways. Under the sunlight, his snow-white and smooth skin was as transparent as glass, "What good idea do you have?"
She whispered a few words in Qin Ruo's ear, and Qin Ruo went immediately.
Soon, Qin Ruo came back with four firecrackers, Mr. Qin immediately understood Murong Ci's intention, found a rope to tie Mr. Li up, and then put the four firecrackers one foot beside him. Li Gongzi burst into tears and begged for mercy: "Hero, please forgive me. I am not afraid of anything, but I am afraid that the firecrackers will blow me up to death if they are placed so close."
"It's not close to killing you, at most you will be slightly injured." Murong Ci's face was filled with a bright smile.
"Let me order some." Mr. Qin volunteered, and took the fire folder from Qin Ruo.
Everyone backed away spontaneously, ready to watch a fun show.
Ruyi pulled His Royal Highness aside, Young Master Li was tied with both hands and feet, sitting in the middle of the street, his whole body was shaking violently, tears streaming down his face, his frightened appearance was quite miserable. However, no one sympathized with him.
Many common people know that Mr. Li from a wealthy family bullied the weak, oppressed the people, and did many evils in the capital. He deserved to be taught a lesson today. It is really gratifying for someone to help the people teach Mr. Li a lesson.
Mr. Qin lit the firecrackers with a torch, and then retreated quickly.
The sound of crackling sounded instantly, shaking the sky and the earth, and the smoke filled the air, mixed with screams like killing a pig, which was tragic and shrill.
In the haze, Mr. Li curled up his whole body, lowered his head deeply, so as not to hurt his face.
The onlookers laughed and pointed for fun.
Young Master Qin turned his head to look at Murong Ci, and said approvingly, "Young Master Yu's move is so brilliant, how did you come up with this move?"
"Suddenly thought of it." Murong Ci felt that Mr. Li was also quite miserable, and he was considered unlucky to meet them, "Mr. Qin, if you have something important to do, you can go ahead."
"Okay. Mr. Yu, we will meet later." He cupped his hands again, and then strode away.
Just at the right time, Lan Ruoxuan and Lan Ruowei hurried out from Deyue Tower. They had just sung for the distinguished guests, and now they finished singing. When they heard that something happened in the street outside, they came out to have a look. Unexpectedly, what they saw was the back of Mr. Qin leaving.
Lan Ruoxuan's staring gaze was as obsessive as water, like a feather gently caressing the shoulders of the gentle and handsome young man.
Lan Ruowei understood her thoughts, and joked with a smile, "Everyone is gone, let's see."
Lan Ruoxuan withdrew her lost gaze, and muttered to herself, "I don't know when I'll see him again."
"If you and Mr. Qin are destined, we will definitely meet again."
"hope so."
The Lan sisters took each other back to the private room on the second floor and continued to sing for the distinguished guests.
After the firecrackers were ignited, the spectators gradually dispersed. Mr. Li sat on the ground blankly, as if he had been frightened, he didn't know the pain or the heat.
Many places on his body were blasted by firecrackers, and he was bleeding, but he didn't realize that those thugs came and carried him away.
Murong Ci looked at the direction where Young Master Qin disappeared, narrowing his eyes slightly.
Qin Ruo whispered: "Your Highness, do you want the slave to follow secretly?"
Murong Ci shook his head, "No need. The people arranged by Rong Zhan will follow, but I'm afraid they will be thrown off by him soon. If Rong Zhan follows personally, maybe he can follow for a while."
Qin Ruo said again: "Young Master Qin is very vigilant, and he has been refusing to tell where he lives."
Murong Ci thought to himself, is it a coincidence to meet in Deyue Tower
The three boarded the carriage, Qin Ruo observed for a long time and felt that no one was following her, so she ordered the driver to return to the palace.
Ruyi didn't know anything about the Yangzhou skinny horse, so she asked curiously: "What is the Yangzhou skinny horse? Is it the same as those prostitutes in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion? Then why is it called a skinny horse?"
Murong Ci smiled and said: "Yangzhou Shouma is actually not those fireworks girls in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion. Qin Ruo seems to know Yangzhou Shouma quite well. Tell me, I happen to be listening too."
"There are frequent business and trade exchanges in Yangzhou, and many wealthy people live in Yangzhou, which can be described as the richest side. Their daily life, clothing, food, housing and transportation are very luxurious, almost comparable to the royal family. And their wealth has given rise to some absurd and obscene atmosphere. Qinlou Chuguan It can be seen everywhere, and there is a special hobby: raising lean horses." Qin Ruo said slowly, "Those wealthy people think that the fireworks girls in Qinlou Chu Pavilion and Goulan Washe are vulgar fans, and the gameplay is not new. , So some smart people bought poor young girls from the countryside. If they were beautiful, they would ask someone to teach them piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing and dancing. Cooking and more."
"When they grow up, let these girls pick up customers." Ruyi blinked her eyes, looking eager to learn to find out.
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nbsp;"The people who run this business are called toothmaids and toothmaids. They buy these girls from poor families at a very low price, cultivate them carefully for a few years, and when they are sixteen or seventeen years old, they can sell them to rich people. Be a concubine in the mansion of a high-ranking official or a nobleman, or sell it into the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, and fall into the dust." Murong Ci's eyes were cold, "When Yagong and Yamao bought girls, they only had a dozen coins, but when they sold them, they were The high price of thousands of taels, they make huge profits from it."
"Oh my god, the price difference is too big." Ruyi's petite heart was hit by 10,000 points.
"Yagong and Yamao run this business, just like merchants who buy lean horses, fatten them up, and then sell them at a high price. Furthermore, the girls who were bought at the beginning came from poor families, and most of them were thin and weak. It’s called a skinny horse.” Qin Ruo’s tone was pitiful, “Actually, the term skinny horse compares people with animals, and this slave thinks it’s inappropriate.”
"That's right," Ruyi echoed angrily, "However, the children of poor families are like ants."
"Those women are raised and traded as skinny horses, and they are called skinny horses, which in itself is the destruction and ravages of them."
As a woman, Murong Ci felt that a woman's life was too humble, her fate was too miserable and unpredictable, she was at the mercy of others and could not help herself. Therefore, she wants to control her own destiny and never be at the mercy of others.
Qin Ruo said again: "The Lan sisters we met today are the skinny horses raised by the famous Zhuijinfang in Yangzhou. Judging from their words, deeds, appearance and talents, they are considered to be the best in Yangzhou's skinny horses. They can be sold for a good price. However, since they stayed in the capital and did not return to His Highness Yangzhou, I feel that Zhuijinfang will not let them go easily."
Murong Ci said flatly: "I hope they can escape from Zhuijinfang smoothly."
Ruyi suddenly thought of something, and said: "Didn't they say that there was a Madam Cao who would help them talk to Zhujinfang? Besides, they will return the money from Zhujinfang."
After being silent for a while, Murong Ci was thinking about other things, and said in deep thought: "Young Master Qin's martial arts methods are very strange, I can't see it clearly, and in the end he didn't see clearly the tricks he used in fours and twos."
"Young Master Qin deliberately hides his own martial arts, those thugs are not very skilled, there is no way to force him to use his own martial arts." Qin Ruo said, "Your Highness, why don't you find a chance to test his martial arts."
"Hey, that's a good idea." Ruyi smiled joyfully, "Will Mr. Qin come to Deyue Tower in two days? Let's go too. Qin Ruo doesn't show his face first, and then come out to test him later."
"This method is feasible." Murong Ci nodded slowly.
Two days later, Murong Ci brought Ruyi to Deyue Tower.
Lan Ruoxuan and Lan Ruowei are singing for the distinguished guests, but Mr. Qin is not there.
Ruyi whispered, "Your Highness, what should I do?"
"No hurry, let's hang out here for a while and see what happens."
Murong Ci smiled resolutely, Young Master Qin will definitely come.
Sure enough, after more than half an hour, Mr. Qin came, still gentle and polite, handsome as a god.
Naturally, they met "by chance" in the corridor, and they listened to Lan Ruoxuan singing in the same private room.
Lan Ruowei played the pipa, and Lan Ruoxuan sang a Yangzhou slow, soft and waxy voice, which was a bit more charming and less ethereal than Lan Ruowei's, but she sang this song in a tactful, sentimental and lingering way. Consciously fall into an artistic conception of flowing love.
Especially Lan Ruoxuan's eyebrows, staring at him all the time, full of affection, the lingering affection, the infatuation flow, it is soul-stirring.
She was wearing a simple peach red dress, with a slim figure and rouge on her cheeks. The just right rouge color made her more charming and attractive than that day.
After singing, Murong Ci clapped his hands and praised: "Miss Ruoxuan is really versatile. This song Yangzhou will sing out your thoughts."
As she spoke, she looked at Mr. Qin and raised her eyebrows in greeting.
Lan Ruoxuan lowered her head shyly, a white and tender snowy neck looming, seductive, "Young Master Yu just laughed."
"Sister Xuan has carefully prepared for this song Yangzhou Man for two days." Lan Ruowei laughed.
"Sister" Lan Ruoxuan scolded her for talking too much.
"Mr. Qin, what do you think of Miss Ruoxuan's singing skills?" Murong Ci asked intentionally.
"Ms. Ruoxuan's singing skills are naturally good." Mr. Qin couldn't hide, and smiled slightly, "Ms. Ruoxuan will definitely be famous in the capital, and she will find a good husband in the future, and the marriage will be happy."
She was quite speechless, he was too clueless.
But it's true, he doesn't care about Lan Ruoxuan, and he can't force it.
After hearing this, Lan Ruoxuan's face was slightly stiff, with embarrassment, disappointment and sadness intertwined on her small face.
Lan Ruowei hurriedly said: "What else do you two young masters want to hear, why don't the two young ladies sing for you again?"
Mr. Qin interrupted her and said: "I still have something important to do, so I won't delay the two girls."
They understood the implication, and got up with their instruments. Lan Ruoxuan plucked up the courage to look at him, with bright eyebrows, "Mr. Qin will come to the Moon Tower someday, and the little girl is willing to sing for you to repay your kindness."