box of hearts

Chapter 7 Zhan Chunkui (6)
A pair of mandarin ducks hung in front of Qingtian's bed, and the two birds crossed their necks under the dense leaves of the platform.Qiao Yun stared at the painting for a moment, and then returned to Qingtian's cleansed face, "Believe me, soon you will no longer need to live this kind of life, and you don't have to deal with different men all day long. , bear with it a little longer, better days will come soon."

Qingtian narrowed his eyes and smiled, his upper and lower eyelashes intertwined lingeringly, "Fool, I was sold by my mother when I was five years old. I had a bad life, but since I met you when I was 11, every day has been a good day." .”

Qiao Yun also smiled, his eyes were dark, but it seemed to be filled with the light of the whole world, "You have become more and more articulate in business over the years, and I will do the same thing with you. I don't know which of your words is true and which is false. .”

Qing Tian leaned on his shoulder with a big smile, and yawned tiredly, "Sai Hua Wine, which is about to be settled at the Dragon Boat Festival, will be really busy doing business in a few days, and I have to socialize a bit, so don't come over .”

Qiao Yun nodded, and looked at the mandarin duck on the painting.He spread his arms, like wings that could not fly, and embraced his lover in his arms.

6.
It's almost Dragon Boat Festival.

The Dragon Boat Festival, the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the New Year’s Day are also called three festivals. Because the first-class small classes in Huaihua Hutong all have the saying of "opening the market", once the market opens, the guests will put up drinks for the well-known ladies and gentlemen. In order to "make a flower head", and all the bills are settled in these three quarters, the customers have exhausted their strength to compete, and the prostitutes have also exhausted their energy to compete to see who is in each quarter. Who has the most flower wine and who is the most popular.Seeing that the billing period was approaching, Huai Ya Tang was full of guests during the day, and the second sister Duan, who was in charge, was as busy as an ant on a hot pot.As soon as night fell that day, under the bright lights, he smiled at a guest who was over half a century old and had three beards, and said "Mr. Feng" on the left and "Mr. Feng" on the right.

The Feng family is a prominent family in the capital, and has been a prince for generations. Duke Feng inherited the title of Duke Jianguo from his ancestor when he was young, and lived a life of luxury and debauchery.In the past few years, he has become obsessed with Qingtian, relying on his family's wealth and wealth to squander at will, he is a parent who must not offend.But when he came to visit Yan, he caught up with Qingtian receiving other guests, and couldn't help but lose his temper, "Go, call me out!"

"People" refers to Qingtian, of course.Second Sister Duan vigorously waved the fan in her hand, hoping to extinguish the anger of the God of Wealth, "Oh my lord, isn't it because we are also your old friends that we young girls have to come forward to deal with it?"

"Hmph, I don't have such a friend, and I come here to cut my boot waist without turning my back."

"Cutting boots and waists" is a jargon, which means that a good friend is touched by others.And at the same time that Mr. Feng was yelling, in the guest room of Qingtian at the east end of the second floor, a hand was digging into his boot waist.

Qiu Jinqi bent down and fumbled for a while, and took out two bank notes from his boot, "How about it, my boy, I told you I'll send you money today, didn't I coax you?"

Qingtian is wrapped in light make-up, and the lotus-colored light robe is only embroidered with a vein of bamboo on the hem, with a few stars of silver pins in his hair, looking at the man with a half-smile.She was terribly disgusted with this elegant device. This person, who is the official censor of the right capital, is a dignified second-rank official, but he is so unhappy when he gives money back.Qingtian snorted on the spot, turning his pretty face cold.

Qiu Jinqi is also 35-[-] years old, with a plump face and a little black beard under his chin. He shook the tip of the beard and was a little unhappy, "Why, too little?"

Qingtian secretly responded, less, less than enough to put a gap between my aunt's teeth!The words came out, but it was another story: "The first step is to enter the door, and the second step is to get money. There is not a word of thoughtfulness. It seems that I am looking forward to Qiye just for money."

Qiu Jinqi liked what he said, and his face was full of smiles, "Good boy, it's my fault, don't be annoyed, don't look at my Qiu Qi's face, but also at Qian's."

Qingtian turned from anger to joy with a "chi" sound, but he only shook his hand like a spring onion, "You take this money to the team, and settle the account of this section."

Qiu Jinqi hurriedly shook his head, "That won't work, the bureau account is the bureau account, and a penny won't fall into your hands. This is for you alone."

Qing Tian took the handkerchief and wrapped the end of the handkerchief around his fingers from left to right, "If you say you don't understand people's hearts, you really don't understand. Not to mention that the dominatrix in your family is always preventing you from coming to my place. You keep your pockets tight, how many favors do you have to give away for this big festival? You are a celebrity in the officialdom, how much money will it cost to manage the "Bing Jing"[8] of your bosses? Your Majesty, how many eunuchs are waiting to ask for door bags? The expenses under this festival are higher than ever, and I can't let you spend more here. You just need to settle the bill, as for my own expenses. Don't worry, I will find someone to take advantage of."

Qiu Jinqi only felt a wave of jealousy rushing straight to his head, and immediately took out another ticket from his boots and shouted: "I am also a high-ranking official, if I ask you, a businessman, to save money for me, then that's fine." What are you talking about? Don’t worry, I have plenty of money. Well, here’s a whole hundred, including these, it’s three hundred in total. Take it, and I’ll ask someone to send you another two hundred tomorrow. Just tell me if you’re short of money. , you are not allowed to look for others, do you hear me? No one is allowed to look for it."

Qingtian was overjoyed, but only frowned and pushed again and again, "No, I really don't want you."

Qiu Jinqi just stuffed the money into her hand with a sullen head, "You can take it if I give it to you. Others can't do it if they want a lot of money from me. Only you, as long as you are willing, I will do anything. Take it, tsk, no It’s really too little to take it.”

"If you say that, I just have to keep it." Qingtian took it with a face of reluctance, but in fact, he couldn't help laughing in his heart, and he clearly said that he would find a bad guy to get money, and the big guy would kill him immediately.Just as she was about to say a few words of condolence to him, she heard someone outside the curtain calling "Miss". She casually took a roll of bank notes and asked, "Mu Yun, what's the matter?"

The maid Mu Yun hurried in and whispered a few words, Qingtian nodded, and then smiled at Qiu Jinqi and said, "Master Qi, I'm sorry, Mr. Feng came suddenly, I have to deal with it."

Qiu Jinqi's expression became extremely ugly immediately, "Huh, this one took the money from me, and the other went to your dear godfather. Afraid of offending him, aren't you afraid of offending me?"

"Qiu Qiye, why do you say that?"

"Twilight Cloud!"

Qingtian finished drinking the maidservant, turned around and sat down firmly on a big couch next to him, "Then I'll stay here with Lord Qi, and let Lord Feng wait. Mu Yun, tell Sister-in-law Wang to take the new A dozen of steamed salty and sweet rice dumplings will be brought up, Qi Ye should be hungry after sitting all this time, let's make up for it first. Go!"

This posture made Qiu Jinqi a little restrained, and when he saw the person, Qingtian took out the handkerchief under his side and wiped it on his face, regretting it even more, "Okay, I just said a few words casually. , you start crying."

With tears in his hand, Qingtian purposely snorted loudly, "I am a person who eats thousands of meals. This guest does not come from that guest. Who am I afraid of offending? It's not like I didn't call Feng Gongye in the past. I have waited, but why am I rushing to deal with him when you are here? Aren’t you afraid that you will offend others? I just opened the skylight and said: You can’t afford to offend others. Don’t I let you Love, do you love that old man? I didn't accompany him to take care of you, but you took it out on me!"

Seeing that Qingtian was moving like this, Qiu Jinqi was already submissive physically and mentally, he hurriedly hugged the woman's willow slender waist, and clinging to her pear-blossom white face.Qingtian used his means to get bored with him for a while, waited for the rice dumplings to be brought up and set the dishes with his own hands, and kept the qiujin utensils for dinner again and again, then retreated to the small apartment, patched up the rouge on his face, and went to Mr. Feng debut there.

Inside the Huaiya hall is a walking horse building, Qingtian alone occupies half of the floor, there are as many as eight rooms, so guests have their own places to sit, so they don't collide with each other.Qiu Jinqi was in the east, and Mr. Feng was given up in the west room.Seeing Qingtian enter the room at this moment, all the maids and aunts in the room were relieved, Second Sister Duan waved the fan in her hand and said, "Here we come, we come, isn't this here? My lord, that calls us Qing Tian." The girl is with you, you all go down with me."

In front of the five screens of a nanmu mud-gold wat bed, Mr. Feng sat on the chair with a rhino horn cup in his hand, and looked at Qingtian aggressively, "The lip balm is freshly wiped! Tell me, you are the only one with that surname." How is Qiu's boy messing around?"

Qing Tian didn't bother, the silver thread flower beads in the necklace on his neck knocked on his plump breasts, and he stepped forward gracefully, snatched the wine glass from Mr. Feng's hand, twisted himself and sat down on him. On the thigh, "I asked my father to sit dryly in the side room for a long time, and my daughter apologized to her father, and punished herself with a leather cup."

"Skin cup" is an obscene trick in brothels, which is to drink wine by mouth.I really saw Qingtian raised his head and took half a sip of wine, cupped Mr. Feng's wrinkled face with both hands, and fed him mouth to mouth.

Mr. Feng half-licked his tongue, most of his anger had dissipated, and he saw Qingtian smiling at him with a drop of clear wine on his lips, "Daddy isn't angry anymore, it's not for nothing that you call me a girl if you get angry." Distressed?"

Mr. Feng's throat was so itchy that he was about to laugh, but he was still cursing when he reached his mouth: "My heart hurts? I'm afraid it may not be so. I'm so mad, don't you just follow that kid with peace of mind?"

Qing Tian suddenly showed a face full of grievances, and poked a brittle nail that was dyed red on Feng Gongye's forehead, "Speaking of this, your conscience has been taken by a dog. You have not come to see me for a few days ? Three days! If you hadn’t left me alone, I would have been haunted by that hanged ghost? As soon as I heard you coming, I would leave. If you want to coax someone, I won’t give him any face anyway.”

(End of this chapter)