After escaping from famine, the Crown Princess of Disaster emptied out her rival’s warehouse

Chapter 414: Yue He, who is a prostitute but not a prostitute
Lowering her head and looking at Ye Tingxiao, Du Wanwan sighed: "If a woman enters this place, her future life is destined to be unsatisfactory.

I am also a woman, and I feel that they are more miserable and miserable than I was when I fled home to go to Liangjuncheng.They lost their freedom and their dignity as human beings.

Even if you are talented, you can only live by pleasing your customers and looking at their faces. "

"Don't think too much, let's just go in and have a look. Come on, I'll take you in and have a look. As promised, you'll only come here once in your life."

Taking a deep breath, Du Wanwan smiled faintly and waved boldly to Yun Tiandi: "Let's go!"

As soon as the two of them entered the door, Mr. Turtle came up to greet them: "You two gentlemen! Are there any girls you know?"

"No." Du Wanwan scanned the upstairs and downstairs with her hands behind her back, "Find a private room and find someone who can sing to wait on you."

"Okay! You two please come upstairs!" Mr. Turtle led them upstairs and into a private room called "Moonlight over the Lotus Pond", "Please come inside! The girl will be here in a moment."

Du Wanwan took out a piece of silver from her sleeve and handed it to Mr. Gui: "Find the best singer in the building."

Those ingots of silver, a total of ten taels, were all collected from the warehouse of Prince Qi's Mansion. When Mr. Gui took it, the smile on his face became much more sincere.

These two were really generous, and they should be young masters from wealthy families. Unfortunately, they both had annoying scabs on their faces and could not pass the imperial examination.

When selecting officials, the imperial court would not want people with such strange looks.

"Don't worry! I'll make arrangements for you right away, Sir!"

Turtle nodded and walked away, and Du Wanwan began to look at the furnishings in the room.The decoration is very elegant and tries its best to please the preferences of literati.

Ye Tingxiao also looked around casually, then sat down, and a little maid came to serve tea and snacks.

In the room opposite, there were people rowing and drinking loudly, and the noise would drift over from time to time.

Du Wanwan was curious about who was in that room, so she rewarded the little maid with a tael of silver, and then asked, "Who is in the room opposite? Why is it so lively?"

The little maid took the money and was very happy: "I don't know him. He is not from the capital. He is from outside. He speaks with a southern Xinjiang accent."

"Southern Border?"

Ye Tingxiao suddenly remembered something. He was passing through Southern Xinjiang on his way to Dongchen Kingdom, and heard that the third prince Yu Hanyan had a falling out with the emperor and ran away from home.

The third prince Yu Hanyan is the son of the queen and the brother of the ninth princess Yu Hanyan.I don't know why I had a conflict with the emperor, so I ran away in anger.

The emperor is sending people across the country to search for him. Could it be that he came to Wei Dynasty?

"Yes, Southern Xinjiang." The little girl nodded firmly, "The accent of Southern Xinjiang people is a little different from ours, so it's easy to tell."

After saying this, the little maid bent over and withdrew.

"Ye Tingxiao! What's wrong? Why are you so excited when talking about southern Xinjiang?" Du Wanwan noticed something strange about the man.

"That's it." Ye Tingxiao told Du Wanwan the news he knew, and then asked her, "Should we go over and confirm it? Then tell Yu Hanyan the news?"

"No need." Du Wanwan didn't want to meddle in other people's business, "Since the third prince is Han Yan's brother, he must be measured in doing things. We only have good relations with Han Yan, her brother may not care about us."

After hearing this, Ye Tingxiao didn't try to persuade her any more. It was right. They didn't need to worry about the affairs of the third prince in southern Xinjiang. The main purpose of today was to accompany his family Wanwan to visit the brothel.Half a cup of tea passed, and a girl holding a pipa came in outside the door. She was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and she was not very outstanding.

Next to her was a fat middle-aged woman dressed in red and green, with a head full of gold, silver, and jade. Hearing that Mr. Turtle said that these two girls were generous and only asked to sing songs, he quickly led the others over.

Miss Yuehe used to be the best singer in the building, but things are different now, but she should have no problem dealing with two people from out of town. Who let Bai Ling, the lark in the building, be called away?

Moreover, Yue He is a stubborn person. He has refused to sell his life all these years and just sings. Even if he earns less and his food and clothing expenses are much lower than Bai Ling's, it doesn't matter.

Bai Ling was originally Yue He's apprentice. She had a good voice and was not only a performer but also a prostitute. Now she is the most famous girl in the building.

A truly excellent interpretation of what it means to "teach the disciples and starve the master to death."

In another year or two, she won't want Yue He anymore and plans to drive her out, so she will support Bai Ling.

Today I heard that someone wanted to sing, so I reluctantly brought Yue He over to deal with it.

"Two gentlemen, this is the girl who sings the best in our Wangjun Tower." The old madam's surname is Qian. The girls and the guests all call her Mother Qian. She has always called herself Mother Qian, "Mama Qian, I'm taking the pictures My breasts guarantee that there is no one who can sing better than Miss Yue He.”

"Are you the madam here?"

Du Wanwan took a look at Qian's mother and felt that the costume drama she watched in her previous life was not in vain. The Madam's dress was similar to that of the actor.

It can be seen that the director has put a lot of effort into it, and the eyes, movements, clothes, and headgear are all imitated perfectly.

"Yes!" Qian's mother nodded proudly.

Ye Tingxiao said coldly from the side: "She is the best singer in Wangjun Tower?"

Mother Qian was stunned, her heart was in her throat, no way!Could it be that these two people also came to see Bai Ling because of his fame?
God, does she have to be so small that she can be exposed in person if she just tells a lie?But the words had already been spoken, and she couldn't take them back, so she could only bite the bullet and continue.

"The girl who sings the best is a handyman?" Ye Tingxiao frowned slightly, "Is Wangjunlou bullying us because we are ignorant from out of town?
The smell of cooking fumes on this girl's body was so strong that I could smell it even from so far away. How dare Mother Qian lick her face and say that she was the best singer? "

Du Wanwan stood up after hearing this, walked around Yue He, and rubbed her nose carefully: "Hmm! The smell of oil smoke is indeed very strong."

Yue He knelt down with a plop: "I'm sorry! Guest! Yue He didn't do it on purpose. I was just afraid of neglecting the guest and came without burning incense and bathing."

In fact, she wanted to burn incense and take a bath, but unfortunately Qian's mother refused and scolded her with a cold face: "Just go and fool the two merchants from out of town, don't bother me, just hold the pipa and leave immediately. Be my water heater." You don’t need to pay for firewood? Do you still need to take a shower? Is it necessary?”

During this period, Bai Ling occupied her original position, and Qian's mother tried every means to force her to sell herself. When she didn't want to, she asked her to help in the kitchen.

She would rather stay in the kitchen all day than wait on a man. She wants to stick to the bottom line. She is the daughter of a good family and was tricked into coming to the capital to be sold.

"Get up! It's none of your business." Ye Tingxiao looked at Qian's mother coldly, with a cold flash in her eyes, "This Qian's mother must have thought that we were not locals and found someone to fool us. Qian Mom! Is my guess right?"

Qian's mother explained with a sly smile on her face: "Yue He was indeed the best singer in our building before, but it's just a little bit behind in the past two years.

But the best girl in our building has been selected away, and she is the only one left.The customer is in a hurry, so there’s nothing I can do!Let her bear it first. "

(End of this chapter)