The contract worth 8,000 taels of sales... The Ming inkstone flower courtesan solidified, and it couldn't help but feel relieved, joy, jealousy, and mixed emotions.
The courtesans were in a complicated mood, with 8,000 taels of Ah, which was enough to buy a luxurious mansion in a luxurious area in the inner city. The Jiaofangsi was known as a gold-selling cave, but the example of spending a total of 8,000 taels to redeem themselves for famous prostitutes is really rare.
The officials and the men dare not, while the merchants and wealthy people are fond of money.
But Xu Yinluo did it, and he let go of it lightly, and what he put down was a total of 8,000 taels of silver.
What touched the courtesans the most is that the imagination of the lady is terminally ill and has not had much time to go.So what I bought for these eight thousand taels of silver was just the wish of a woman in a fairy state.
In the world, which man can do this for a woman like them?
Xu Yinluo is different from other men... The courtesans were almost softening their hearts and looked at the young man in Confucian robe intently.
Xu Lang...
Looking at the sales contract on the table, Fuxiang laughed, smiling with tears on his face.
I owe you what I owe you... Xu Qi'an sat beside the bed and sighed.
Fu Xiang looked at him softly, her pretty face flushed, and she choked and said: You don’t have to come, I, I don’t look good now.
Xu Qi'an reached out to touch her cheek, his expression a little complicated.
I still have a wish.
The fragrance of Fuxiang turned her head, looked at the courtesans, and said: I want to give Xu Lang a dance at the end, and I beg my sisters to accompany her.
The courtesan nodded.
Fu Xiang smiled and then looked at Xu Qi'an: Xu Lang, go to the outer hall to wait for a while...
After the person left, Fuxiang changed into a layered and gorgeous red dress embroidered with red plum blossoms. Meier combed her hair, tied her hair on a bun, and wore a luxurious hair accessories.
The eyebrow pencil draws a delicate curve, the lip polish exudes a flaming red lips, and the blush restores the color of her pale face.
Fuxiang stared at the beautiful beauty in the mirror and smiled.
Six years ago, a stunning girl came to Jiaofangsi. She became a sinner as the daughter of a sinner, but with a special purpose.
She practiced her piano skills and studied poetry and prose, and became the courtesan of the Jiaofangsi, and was famous far and wide.
Six years passed by, and it was time for her to end this life, but a young man broke into her world like a ray of light that split the dim sky.
At the end of this journey, the young man was not absent, putting a perfect end to her.
Fu Xiang stood up, held her skirt and ran out of the door. From the master bedroom to the outer hall, she ran through the long corridor, as if she had run for six years, and met him at the end.
In the hall, the sound of silk and bamboo wind music is melodious.
Dancing alone in red dress.
It is as graceful as a stunning geese, as graceful as a swimming dragon.
In the end, she fell into Xu Qi'an's arms.
The beauty in her arms raised her head, and she was already in tears, and she was distraught: Xu Lang, I'm leaving, in the future...
What I hope for is just leaving traces in your heart; what I fear is that I am insignificant and forget it in a flash.
Xu Qi'an hugged her and said softly: I won't come to the Jiafangsi anymore.
It arises because of you and ends because of you.
For Xu Qi'an, this is also the end of a certain journey in life.
Fuxiang laughed, and she had never seen before, with a graceful and graceful style like plum blossoms.
A ghost drifted away and went to the distance gracefully.
In the hall, Ming Yan, Xiaoya and other courtesans were weeping in a low voice, tears streaming down.
……
The fragrance of the floating fragrance of the flower court has disappeared. This famous prostitute who was once famous completely washed away his bad luck and bid farewell to the Jiaofangsi career.
But her ending was not miserable. Xu Qi'an appeared in the Jiaofangsi today and spent 8,000 taels of silver to redeem her and help her get rid of her humble family.The news spread throughout the Jiaofangsi in an instant.
It took eight thousand taels to redeem a terminally ill woman, and even a storybook could not write such a plot.
Compared to Xu Qi'an spends a lot of money just to make the beauty wish.The talented scholars in the story book often describe a heart, which is both pale and powerless.
For a time, the women of the Jiaofangsi were talking about Xu Qi'an, talking about the legendary big silver gong, the former silver gong.
Jiaofangsi has always been a transit station for rumors. In just two days, almost everyone who is qualified to consume in Jiaofangsi knows about this.
In this era, the love story of poor scholars and wealthy daughters; the love story of talented men and famous prostitutes can be regarded as two enduring themes.
Anyone who heard about this could not help but praise Qi'an for his affection and righteousness, and talked about it with relish and spread it.
One is spread to ten and ten, and the people, the merchant class, and the officialdom all regard this matter as a topic of conversation after dinner.
……
When Wang Shoufu was having dinner this morning, he heard his second son chatting about the rumors.
If I were asked to run the 8,000 taels of silver, I would be able to double it in less than a year.Brother, do you think Xu Qi'an is stupid or not? It would be fine if he wanted to hug the beauty.
But he was a terminally ill, and these eight thousand taels were wasted.
When he noticed his father came in, the second young master Wang immediately interrupted the topic and lowered his head to drink porridge.
The Wang family has strict tutoring and advocates not talking while eating or sleeping.
Shoufu Wang sat down at the table, took a sip of porridge, looked at his second son, and asked: What did you say just now?
The second brother Wang stuttered: No, nothing...
Shoufu Wang waved his hand: Just say, well, it has something to do with Xu Qi'an?
Seeing that his father was not displeased, Wang Erge said: The Fuxiang Courtyard of Jiaofangsi is terminally ill and the medicine is helpless. Xu Qi'an spent 8,000 taels to redeem her for the sake of the beauty's long-cherished wish, which is ridiculous.
After commenting, he asked carefully: Father, what do you think?
Shoufu Wang ignored him and finished drinking the porridge silently.
Brother Wang was a little disappointed when he didn't get his father's recognition.
Well, my father never talks about right and wrong behind his back, but his thoughts must be the same as him.
After drinking the porridge, Wang Shoufu took the handkerchief handed to wipe his mouth, then wiped his hands, and said lightly: If you can spend 8,000 taels to redeem a dying woman, I respect you as a hero.
Brother Wang was stunned and stunned.
……
Haoqi Tower.
Didn't see that he was a seed of infatuation.
Nangong Qianrou held the teacup and smiled, unable to tell whether it was a mockery or a praise.
Infatuation may not be true, affection is true.
Wei Yuan stood on the viewing platform, with wide sleeves floating, and commented casually.
A few seconds later, he suddenly turned around and said a little depressed: I deducted his salary for three months before, where did he think he got so much money?
What if you deduct his salary? Nangong Qianrou looked at her adoptive father.
Wei Yuan sighed: In life, I just want peace of mind.
……
Hanlin Academy.
The Shujis sat in the classroom. Before the Hanlin Academy's Grand Secretary came, the Shujis sat in their respective seats and started chatting.
Xu Yinluo was really affectionate and righteous, and he spent 8,000 taels of redeem himself as a substitute for Fuxiang.
Fu Xiang was already terminally ill and the medicine was helpless, but Xu Yinluo was still willing to pay the money just to get rid of her humble family before she died.
Although Xu Qi'an has resigned, the outside world is still used to calling him Xu Yinluo.
What is eight thousand taels, what is the redemption of the body?Listening to his colleagues whispering, Xu Ci was confused and thought to himself that my elder brother had done something earth-shaking?
Why did my elder brother do something earth-shaking, but I, the younger brother, not know?
Because his relationship with Wang Simu was so hot that he would go on a date when he took time. Xu Erlang had long stopped going to the Ministry of Education, so the news was lagging behind and he didn't know the 8,000 taels of redemption.
But I heard that many people are laughing at him, how is a dying person worth eight thousand taels?Xu Yinluo was impulsive and now he may regret it.
I also heard that Xu Yinluo is gaining popularity.
Some people also hold different opinions.
Fortunately, Xu Erlang is still in a state of confusion, otherwise these Shujis would be criticized for their lives.
At this time, a cough sounded from outside the door, and the old-fashioned and serious Hanlin Academy Grand Secretary, holding the book, entered the classroom.
The Shuji soldiers immediately fell silent.
This Hanlin Academy Ma Xiuwen is known for his rigidity and seriousness. He does not form cliques or engage in camps. If you want to say that his officialdom is perfect, he has indeed stood firmly in the court where the party is fiercely contentious.
But he also has been in the position of the Grand Secretary of the Hanlin Academy for decades.
The officials and scholars of the Hanlin Academy had the deepest impression of him, which was indifferent and calm and peaceful.
Just like the plaque hanging in his hall: Just ask for peace of mind.
After a class, Matthew Wen, a major secretary of the Hanlin Academy, looked around everyone, with a rare kind look and smiled:
Scholars do not read books, but the truth in books.However, the truth is not only in the book, but also outside the book.I heard you discuss that Xu Yinluo spent 8,000 taels to redeem the life of the Jiaofangsi Huagu. After you discussed for a long time, what reason can you come up with?
What can this make sense?
Have feelings and righteousness?
Treat money as dirt?
The Shujis guessed.
Matt Xiuwen, a major secretary of the Hanlin Academy, smiled and shook his head, his eyes fell on Xu Xinnian, and said: Farewell to the old days, what do you think?
Xu Xinnian frowned and inexplicably remembered that the eldest brother slashed his superiors when he went to visit him in prison. The eldest brother once said: I am not impulsive, I just want peace of mind.
Looking back, everything he did later was just asking for peace of mind.
Xu Xinnian said in a deep voice: But please feel at ease.
Matt Xiuwen, a major secretary of the Hanlin Academy, glanced at everyone: Remember this sentence, no matter what height you can reach in the future, I hope you will remember it, but please feel at ease.
……
After the break, Xu Xinnian returned to the mansion, thinking about the hearing during the day.
When I entered the inner hall, I saw my mother sitting at the table stupidly and asked: Mom, where is my elder brother.
My aunt ignored him.
I'm here...
In the yard next to it, Xu Qi'an waved.
After the little brother came over, he whispered: Don’t keep the fragrance at home.
Xu Xinnian looked at his elder brother: What's wrong with raising Fuxiang?
The point is not floating incense, the point is eight thousand taels. Today, my aunt is like Xianglin’s wife, eight thousand taels and eight thousand taels, muttering all day...
While speaking, Xu Qian pinched his eyebrows, causing a headache.
Who is Xiangling's wife? Xu Xinnian muttered in her heart, then he raised his chin and said lightly: I just want to say something to my elder brother.
What?Xu Qi'an asked.
Life and death have fate, so don’t be too sad.Xu Erlang comforted.
If you don’t comfort people, don’t comfort them. It sounds like you are talking sarcastic... Xu Qi'an nodded and ummed.
He had buried Fu Xiang's corpse, so he specially brought Zhong Li back, and then took Chu Caiwei to search for a cemetery with good feng shui outside the capital for burial.
By chance, I heard Chu Caiwei talk about something. Since Jianzhou came back, Yang Qianhuan fell in love with telling stories and told everyone he did in Jianzhou.
The junior brothers of Si Tianjian cooperated and cheered loudly, praising Senior Brother Yang for being unparalleled in the world.
Yang Qianhuan was very happy.
But as Xu Qi'an's deeds of redeeming his body in Jiaofangsi reached Sitianjian, Yang Qianhuan no longer likes to tell stories. In the past few days, people from Jiaofangsi saw a white shadow appear from time to time.
……
After dinner, Xu Qi'an knocked on the door of his younger brother and said: Write me the record of the life of the late emperor you have recorded these days.
Xu Xinnian had drunk the Anshen Soup and was about to rest, so he pushed and said, "I'll remember more when I'm going to take a break."
No, remember too much, you will filter out some details that you think are not important. Last time I read Yuan Jing’s daily record, I realized your problem.Xu Qi'an said unhappy.
What's the problem with this?Xu Erlang did not think his approach was wrong.
Whether it matters or not, it’s me who has the final say, it’s not you who has the final say.Xu Qi'an walked to the table, spread out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and urged:
Come here quickly, my brother will grind you ink yourself.
Xu Xinnian had no choice but to walk to the desk and sit down, and picked up his pen to write. In the past few days, he has read a lot of the daily records of the late emperor, and all of them are recorded in his mind.
If he writes again in a few days, he will indeed delete some of the conversations he thinks are meaningless, otherwise the workload will be too high.
But if he writes now, he can restore the content he has written down in full.
Half an hour later, Xu Erlang put down his brush, shook his hand gently, and pushed more than a dozen pieces of rice paper to his elder brother: OK.
……
The courtesans were in a complicated mood, with 8,000 taels of Ah, which was enough to buy a luxurious mansion in a luxurious area in the inner city. The Jiaofangsi was known as a gold-selling cave, but the example of spending a total of 8,000 taels to redeem themselves for famous prostitutes is really rare.
The officials and the men dare not, while the merchants and wealthy people are fond of money.
But Xu Yinluo did it, and he let go of it lightly, and what he put down was a total of 8,000 taels of silver.
What touched the courtesans the most is that the imagination of the lady is terminally ill and has not had much time to go.So what I bought for these eight thousand taels of silver was just the wish of a woman in a fairy state.
In the world, which man can do this for a woman like them?
Xu Yinluo is different from other men... The courtesans were almost softening their hearts and looked at the young man in Confucian robe intently.
Xu Lang...
Looking at the sales contract on the table, Fuxiang laughed, smiling with tears on his face.
I owe you what I owe you... Xu Qi'an sat beside the bed and sighed.
Fu Xiang looked at him softly, her pretty face flushed, and she choked and said: You don’t have to come, I, I don’t look good now.
Xu Qi'an reached out to touch her cheek, his expression a little complicated.
I still have a wish.
The fragrance of Fuxiang turned her head, looked at the courtesans, and said: I want to give Xu Lang a dance at the end, and I beg my sisters to accompany her.
The courtesan nodded.
Fu Xiang smiled and then looked at Xu Qi'an: Xu Lang, go to the outer hall to wait for a while...
After the person left, Fuxiang changed into a layered and gorgeous red dress embroidered with red plum blossoms. Meier combed her hair, tied her hair on a bun, and wore a luxurious hair accessories.
The eyebrow pencil draws a delicate curve, the lip polish exudes a flaming red lips, and the blush restores the color of her pale face.
Fuxiang stared at the beautiful beauty in the mirror and smiled.
Six years ago, a stunning girl came to Jiaofangsi. She became a sinner as the daughter of a sinner, but with a special purpose.
She practiced her piano skills and studied poetry and prose, and became the courtesan of the Jiaofangsi, and was famous far and wide.
Six years passed by, and it was time for her to end this life, but a young man broke into her world like a ray of light that split the dim sky.
At the end of this journey, the young man was not absent, putting a perfect end to her.
Fu Xiang stood up, held her skirt and ran out of the door. From the master bedroom to the outer hall, she ran through the long corridor, as if she had run for six years, and met him at the end.
In the hall, the sound of silk and bamboo wind music is melodious.
Dancing alone in red dress.
It is as graceful as a stunning geese, as graceful as a swimming dragon.
In the end, she fell into Xu Qi'an's arms.
The beauty in her arms raised her head, and she was already in tears, and she was distraught: Xu Lang, I'm leaving, in the future...
What I hope for is just leaving traces in your heart; what I fear is that I am insignificant and forget it in a flash.
Xu Qi'an hugged her and said softly: I won't come to the Jiafangsi anymore.
It arises because of you and ends because of you.
For Xu Qi'an, this is also the end of a certain journey in life.
Fuxiang laughed, and she had never seen before, with a graceful and graceful style like plum blossoms.
A ghost drifted away and went to the distance gracefully.
In the hall, Ming Yan, Xiaoya and other courtesans were weeping in a low voice, tears streaming down.
……
The fragrance of the floating fragrance of the flower court has disappeared. This famous prostitute who was once famous completely washed away his bad luck and bid farewell to the Jiaofangsi career.
But her ending was not miserable. Xu Qi'an appeared in the Jiaofangsi today and spent 8,000 taels of silver to redeem her and help her get rid of her humble family.The news spread throughout the Jiaofangsi in an instant.
It took eight thousand taels to redeem a terminally ill woman, and even a storybook could not write such a plot.
Compared to Xu Qi'an spends a lot of money just to make the beauty wish.The talented scholars in the story book often describe a heart, which is both pale and powerless.
For a time, the women of the Jiaofangsi were talking about Xu Qi'an, talking about the legendary big silver gong, the former silver gong.
Jiaofangsi has always been a transit station for rumors. In just two days, almost everyone who is qualified to consume in Jiaofangsi knows about this.
In this era, the love story of poor scholars and wealthy daughters; the love story of talented men and famous prostitutes can be regarded as two enduring themes.
Anyone who heard about this could not help but praise Qi'an for his affection and righteousness, and talked about it with relish and spread it.
One is spread to ten and ten, and the people, the merchant class, and the officialdom all regard this matter as a topic of conversation after dinner.
……
When Wang Shoufu was having dinner this morning, he heard his second son chatting about the rumors.
If I were asked to run the 8,000 taels of silver, I would be able to double it in less than a year.Brother, do you think Xu Qi'an is stupid or not? It would be fine if he wanted to hug the beauty.
But he was a terminally ill, and these eight thousand taels were wasted.
When he noticed his father came in, the second young master Wang immediately interrupted the topic and lowered his head to drink porridge.
The Wang family has strict tutoring and advocates not talking while eating or sleeping.
Shoufu Wang sat down at the table, took a sip of porridge, looked at his second son, and asked: What did you say just now?
The second brother Wang stuttered: No, nothing...
Shoufu Wang waved his hand: Just say, well, it has something to do with Xu Qi'an?
Seeing that his father was not displeased, Wang Erge said: The Fuxiang Courtyard of Jiaofangsi is terminally ill and the medicine is helpless. Xu Qi'an spent 8,000 taels to redeem her for the sake of the beauty's long-cherished wish, which is ridiculous.
After commenting, he asked carefully: Father, what do you think?
Shoufu Wang ignored him and finished drinking the porridge silently.
Brother Wang was a little disappointed when he didn't get his father's recognition.
Well, my father never talks about right and wrong behind his back, but his thoughts must be the same as him.
After drinking the porridge, Wang Shoufu took the handkerchief handed to wipe his mouth, then wiped his hands, and said lightly: If you can spend 8,000 taels to redeem a dying woman, I respect you as a hero.
Brother Wang was stunned and stunned.
……
Haoqi Tower.
Didn't see that he was a seed of infatuation.
Nangong Qianrou held the teacup and smiled, unable to tell whether it was a mockery or a praise.
Infatuation may not be true, affection is true.
Wei Yuan stood on the viewing platform, with wide sleeves floating, and commented casually.
A few seconds later, he suddenly turned around and said a little depressed: I deducted his salary for three months before, where did he think he got so much money?
What if you deduct his salary? Nangong Qianrou looked at her adoptive father.
Wei Yuan sighed: In life, I just want peace of mind.
……
Hanlin Academy.
The Shujis sat in the classroom. Before the Hanlin Academy's Grand Secretary came, the Shujis sat in their respective seats and started chatting.
Xu Yinluo was really affectionate and righteous, and he spent 8,000 taels of redeem himself as a substitute for Fuxiang.
Fu Xiang was already terminally ill and the medicine was helpless, but Xu Yinluo was still willing to pay the money just to get rid of her humble family before she died.
Although Xu Qi'an has resigned, the outside world is still used to calling him Xu Yinluo.
What is eight thousand taels, what is the redemption of the body?Listening to his colleagues whispering, Xu Ci was confused and thought to himself that my elder brother had done something earth-shaking?
Why did my elder brother do something earth-shaking, but I, the younger brother, not know?
Because his relationship with Wang Simu was so hot that he would go on a date when he took time. Xu Erlang had long stopped going to the Ministry of Education, so the news was lagging behind and he didn't know the 8,000 taels of redemption.
But I heard that many people are laughing at him, how is a dying person worth eight thousand taels?Xu Yinluo was impulsive and now he may regret it.
I also heard that Xu Yinluo is gaining popularity.
Some people also hold different opinions.
Fortunately, Xu Erlang is still in a state of confusion, otherwise these Shujis would be criticized for their lives.
At this time, a cough sounded from outside the door, and the old-fashioned and serious Hanlin Academy Grand Secretary, holding the book, entered the classroom.
The Shuji soldiers immediately fell silent.
This Hanlin Academy Ma Xiuwen is known for his rigidity and seriousness. He does not form cliques or engage in camps. If you want to say that his officialdom is perfect, he has indeed stood firmly in the court where the party is fiercely contentious.
But he also has been in the position of the Grand Secretary of the Hanlin Academy for decades.
The officials and scholars of the Hanlin Academy had the deepest impression of him, which was indifferent and calm and peaceful.
Just like the plaque hanging in his hall: Just ask for peace of mind.
After a class, Matthew Wen, a major secretary of the Hanlin Academy, looked around everyone, with a rare kind look and smiled:
Scholars do not read books, but the truth in books.However, the truth is not only in the book, but also outside the book.I heard you discuss that Xu Yinluo spent 8,000 taels to redeem the life of the Jiaofangsi Huagu. After you discussed for a long time, what reason can you come up with?
What can this make sense?
Have feelings and righteousness?
Treat money as dirt?
The Shujis guessed.
Matt Xiuwen, a major secretary of the Hanlin Academy, smiled and shook his head, his eyes fell on Xu Xinnian, and said: Farewell to the old days, what do you think?
Xu Xinnian frowned and inexplicably remembered that the eldest brother slashed his superiors when he went to visit him in prison. The eldest brother once said: I am not impulsive, I just want peace of mind.
Looking back, everything he did later was just asking for peace of mind.
Xu Xinnian said in a deep voice: But please feel at ease.
Matt Xiuwen, a major secretary of the Hanlin Academy, glanced at everyone: Remember this sentence, no matter what height you can reach in the future, I hope you will remember it, but please feel at ease.
……
After the break, Xu Xinnian returned to the mansion, thinking about the hearing during the day.
When I entered the inner hall, I saw my mother sitting at the table stupidly and asked: Mom, where is my elder brother.
My aunt ignored him.
I'm here...
In the yard next to it, Xu Qi'an waved.
After the little brother came over, he whispered: Don’t keep the fragrance at home.
Xu Xinnian looked at his elder brother: What's wrong with raising Fuxiang?
The point is not floating incense, the point is eight thousand taels. Today, my aunt is like Xianglin’s wife, eight thousand taels and eight thousand taels, muttering all day...
While speaking, Xu Qian pinched his eyebrows, causing a headache.
Who is Xiangling's wife? Xu Xinnian muttered in her heart, then he raised his chin and said lightly: I just want to say something to my elder brother.
What?Xu Qi'an asked.
Life and death have fate, so don’t be too sad.Xu Erlang comforted.
If you don’t comfort people, don’t comfort them. It sounds like you are talking sarcastic... Xu Qi'an nodded and ummed.
He had buried Fu Xiang's corpse, so he specially brought Zhong Li back, and then took Chu Caiwei to search for a cemetery with good feng shui outside the capital for burial.
By chance, I heard Chu Caiwei talk about something. Since Jianzhou came back, Yang Qianhuan fell in love with telling stories and told everyone he did in Jianzhou.
The junior brothers of Si Tianjian cooperated and cheered loudly, praising Senior Brother Yang for being unparalleled in the world.
Yang Qianhuan was very happy.
But as Xu Qi'an's deeds of redeeming his body in Jiaofangsi reached Sitianjian, Yang Qianhuan no longer likes to tell stories. In the past few days, people from Jiaofangsi saw a white shadow appear from time to time.
……
After dinner, Xu Qi'an knocked on the door of his younger brother and said: Write me the record of the life of the late emperor you have recorded these days.
Xu Xinnian had drunk the Anshen Soup and was about to rest, so he pushed and said, "I'll remember more when I'm going to take a break."
No, remember too much, you will filter out some details that you think are not important. Last time I read Yuan Jing’s daily record, I realized your problem.Xu Qi'an said unhappy.
What's the problem with this?Xu Erlang did not think his approach was wrong.
Whether it matters or not, it’s me who has the final say, it’s not you who has the final say.Xu Qi'an walked to the table, spread out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and urged:
Come here quickly, my brother will grind you ink yourself.
Xu Xinnian had no choice but to walk to the desk and sit down, and picked up his pen to write. In the past few days, he has read a lot of the daily records of the late emperor, and all of them are recorded in his mind.
If he writes again in a few days, he will indeed delete some of the conversations he thinks are meaningless, otherwise the workload will be too high.
But if he writes now, he can restore the content he has written down in full.
Half an hour later, Xu Erlang put down his brush, shook his hand gently, and pushed more than a dozen pieces of rice paper to his elder brother: OK.
……
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