Celebrating more than two years of peace in the world

Chapter 36 Mr. Fan won't help me, the little girl is hopeless

Fan Xian was stunned to ask the old lady such a sentence. She stood in front of Fan Xian abruptly, and didn't hold back a word for more than a dozen moments.

"I just want to discuss the plate." Fan Xian smiled.

This is where he is at the top of his game. If he leaves directly like this, then the rest will depend on how Yan'er describes it. It is very likely that Fan Xian will not even be able to enter the door of Baoyue Building tomorrow, so he Now come out and put on such a posture.

"Oh..." The old lady suddenly realized.

It may be that she has done too many bad things, the mother is very vigilant, and in addition, a small incident happened in Baoyuelou in recent days, which made her feel nervous every day. Hearing Fan Xian Talking about the plate, the old lady realized that this son wanted to buy a share and make a profit.

I came up with such an idea to make these people look down on Fan Xian. After saying this, he got a very correct answer. The old lady smiled and said, "Young master, I think your family background is not bad. But if you want to enter the plate of our Baoyue Tower, it is not for ordinary people to enter, look at the son of the Governor of Kyoto..."

The old lady leaned closer to Fan Xian's side in a low voice, "He's not even qualified."

"Isn't even the prince of the Governor of Kyoto qualified?" Fan Xian asked exaggeratedly, matching his beaming expression, he perfectly conveyed this unbelievable romance.

"Yeah, son, so you should just have fun, don't think about this accident, do you still want this Yan'er?" The old lady's face changed immediately. The complexion of Yin's young master will change drastically, so he must not be as good as the young master of Yin's family in Kyoto Prefecture, so what time am I wasting on him, "Master, the bank note."

"Young master!" Fan Xian had just finished taking out the money when a voice from the side called.Tilting his head to look, it was a girl.

"Hey! Miss Sangwen!" The old bustard looked at in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Chen?" Sang Wen asked.

This was agreed before the few people entered. To Fan Xian, he was called Mr. Chen. Seeing the woman in front of him, Fan Xian knew that the people below had succeeded, and the plan had been carried out normally, and then he walked in naturally. His own room, but the door was not closed.

At this time, the old bustard understood, walked into the room with two steps, and smiled at Fan Xian, "Mr. Chen, did you take the three flowers? You gave the 1 taels of silver just now?"

Fan Xian didn't know how much it cost. Anyway, with Deng Ziyue coming forward, Wang Qinian could just brag about it. There were no other problems. The money would definitely not be given in the end.

He nodded, "I don't know how much it cost. The subordinates make their own decisions. I just want to take a look at the oiran today."

This sentence is the truth.

"Okay, okay." The bustard clapped her hands and quickly led the oiran Sang Wen in, stood beside Fan Xian, and said in a low voice with a ghostly smile, "My lord, this girl Sang Wen is just a baby."

Fan Xian was a little surprised, but he still yawned.

As a result, the bustard didn't leave, and still had a smirk on his face.

He casually took out ten taels of silver and handed it to the old bustard, only then did she turn her head and leave with a smile.

The door closed, and Fan Xian heaved a sigh of relief.

At first glance, the woman was different from the Yan'er she had seen last time. This woman had a feeling of celestial being, but she was indeed a woman who was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. In the brothel, it is unavoidable to be stained with some rouge and vulgar powder, and the soft green mud is not stained.

Fan Xian was lying on the bed, and the woman who walked in saw that he was a little tired and didn't show any disgust, she went to the side and picked up the teapot, brought Fan Xian a cup of hot tea, and took out the side cabinet It was placed not far from Fan Xian, as if he was afraid that Fan Xian would knock over the cup of hot tea, so he gave up, walked to a chair beside him, and pulled over the huqin that had been prepared in the room.

She adjusted the sound of the piano a few times, it was clear and pleasant, and then asked, "Is there some music you want to hear, young master?"

Fan Xian didn't interrupt, he glanced quietly from the tip of his brow, and it didn't matter if he glanced away, Fan Xian was so startled that he almost rolled to the ground.

The woman's facial features are beautiful, like a startled bird, this is not the point that surprised Fan Xian, but the point is that Fan Xian knows this woman!
Looking at the woman's appearance, Fan Xian confirmed again and again, and only then did he understand that this woman's name was Sang Wen, and she was the woman whom Prince Jing's son Li Hongcheng called to let the two of them listen to the music before entering the flower boat on the Liujing River. Well, I think Li Hongcheng boasted that woman was a rare genius in the world of piano rhythm. If she sold her body, Si Lili might not be able to match her, but it's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity.

Fan Xian remembered that he said sorry three times, so he did not forget Sang Wen.

At this time, Fan Xian turned his face away, and Sang Wen didn't seem to be interested in his face. He just concentrated on playing the piano after taking care of what he should do. This kind of appearance is really rare.But Fan Xian was a little puzzled, why did Sang Wen run from the Liujing River to the Baoyue Tower if he didn't sell himself.

Even Fan Xian could guess that the business by the Liujing River was almost completely robbed by Baoyuelou, but if there is no shortage of money in the world, there will be no shortage of clients. It's just that the big households have all relocated, so it is very likely This Sangwen was also snatched by Baoyuelou, just to attract those aristocratic princes who fell in love with Sangwen. This woman is enough to support a family.

Sang Wen sang a tune softly. Her voice was pure and flawless, and it spread to Fan Xian's ears like jasper and gold. Fan Xian smiled slightly when he heard it.

"Last night it was rainy and windy."

"Deep sleep does not dissipate residual wine."

"The person behind the curtain of the test said that Haitang is still the same."

"Do you know..."

"Do you know..."

Isn't this just one of my idle poems?Whenever Fan Xian thought about what he did that day, he felt rather apologetic, and then he silently apologized a few times to Layman Yi'an of the Great Song Dynasty, and then continued to listen to Sang Wen's music in peace.

The voice echoed softly, as if it could make Fan Xian forget that he was in the coquettish Baoyue Tower at this time, but was really drinking and boating on the lake with the most talented woman in the ages. He missed his Zhao Mingcheng, and I missed him. My Wan'er, I hope you will live a long life, and share the joys and joys of thousands of miles. Life is so happy!

But then there was an abrupt stop, and Fan Xian was dragged back into Baoyue Building from the mid-autumn moonlight. Fan Xian turned his head to look, and at this moment, the huqin in Sang Wen's hand had fallen to the ground. They also looked anxiously at Fan Xian. Their eyes met, and the other party clearly recognized Fan Xian!

Immediately, as if there was a barrier between the two of them to cut off time, Fan Xian continued to pretend to be drunk and slapped the bed from side to side and said sharply, "Where is Qu'er! Where is Qu'er!" Sang Wen's expression was still, and he stared blankly at Fan. idle.

"My lord... Your lord is Fan Shixian?" Sang Wen's expression was as if a downcast person had grasped a life-saving straw. She stopped what she was doing, walked over slowly, and looked at Fan Xian gently.

She had only met Fan Xian once, but she knew that Prince Jing's son had introduced Fan Xian to her, so she remembered it.

And the reason why she saw Fan Xian in this way now, presumably she had already had a trust in her mind.

Walking to Fan Xian's side, of course she smelled a strong smell of alcohol, and Fan Xian smelled of drunkenness, but Sang Wen still had hope for Fan Xian, she asked in a low voice, " Master Fan, can you hear me?"

When these words were uttered, it meant that Sang Wen had definitely recognized Fan Xian, and Fan Xian had no choice but to raise his head, otherwise, if Sang Wen went out and revealed his identity, the success would be in vain.

Fan Xian slowly opened his eyes, pretending to be very uncomfortable, then frowned, and looked at Sang Wen in surprise, "Oh? Miss Sang Wen!"

Sang Wen was overjoyed when he saw Fan Xian recognized him!She hurriedly supported Fan Xian to sit up. She was too anxious and lost her manners. After seeing Fan Xian sitting up, she immediately knelt down in front of Fan Xian, "Little girl Sang Wen, I beg Master Fan to make the decision!"

After all, a head hit the ground directly!
There is no kowtow ceremony among women in the Qing Kingdom, only emperors of the ninety-five years are eligible to enjoy it, other people do not allow women to do this ceremony, and now Sang Wen is presenting this big ceremony, it seems that he has encountered trouble.

In fact, Sang Wen also struggled. She considered whether to tell Fan Xian about this matter. She has been here for nearly a year, and the torture and bitterness she had suffered came to her heart at this time. As the director of the First Division of the Overwatch Council and the person who exposed Chunwei's fraud case, the people's hearts have already been firmly established.

Now if Sang Wen is asked to choose a person who can be entrusted to, Fan Xian will certainly bear the brunt of the choice. Thinking of this, Sang Wen is willing to go all out, and immediately said sharply to Fan Xian, "If in this capital city, even Mr. Fan is not Help me, the little girl is hopeless!"

(End of this chapter)