The Prodigal Son’s Happy Life - Chapter 20

[Chapter 20 Excessive]

Zhao Yan looked confused, as if she didn’t understand the connection between the two.

Wu Yi looked at Fang Xiu with a look of surprise and said, “What do you mean, he is from Yirenju?”

Fang Xiu looked calm and nodded.

“This is too much!”

Zhao Yanxing’s eyes widened and she said angrily: “How could they do this!”

Wu Yi said: “Such things are not uncommon in brothels. As long as they can make more money, the madam can do anything.”

Zhao Yan looked at Fang Xiu and asked, “What about Miss Wanqing?”

Fang Xiu picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, “If it doesn’t work this time, there will be another time. I don’t believe they can hide Wanqing for the rest of their lives.”

In fact, as long as he wanted to, he could redeem Lin Wanqing’s life at any time.

But now, it seems that this is no longer necessary.

He didn’t really mean Lin Wanqing, he spread the news just to tell the emperor that he had someone in his heart.

If five thousand taels of silver could redeem her life today, Fang Xiu wouldn’t mind doing it.

But 10,000 taels was already beyond his bottom line.

After Miss Wanqing left, several other young men came on the scene, playing the harp and flute, or dancing and singing.

But the spectators in the audience had no intention of doing this. Instead, they turned their attention to Fang Xiu and others from time to time.

Qing Guer, who came on stage later, could not compare with Lin Wanqing in terms of appearance or piano skills.

Fang Xiu glanced at it and lost interest. He turned around and left Yirenju with Zhao Yan and a group of servants.

Next door to Yirenju was a tile market.

The space inside is very large, and most of them are temporary tents, which are very simple. The outside is surrounded by railings, and there are all kinds of opera singers, dancers, and singers inside.

You only need to pay ten cents at the door to enjoy the programs inside.

In ancient times when entertainment activities were scarce, this was a place where many ordinary people spent their time.

The oiran convention next door has become more popular than ever after yesterday’s farce.

But it was a feast for the princes and wealthy businessmen, and ordinary people couldn’t afford it.

Most people still gathered here, listening to ditties and watching the show.

“What ridiculous thing did that prodigal son of Fang Mansion do? I heard them discussing there early in the morning.”

“It seemed that he was fighting with a stranger for the contract of selling a girl in a brothel. Then, for some reason, it turned into a fight.”

“What did that prodigal son do? “

How dare you dare to cause trouble in Yirenju?”

In Wa City, a few people were sitting here and there, talking in low voices.

“Ahem!”

On the stage, an elderly man coughed twice, stood up, and said: “Dear readers, today’s story ends here. If you want to know what happened next, let’s listen to the next chapter.

” As soon as the words came out, some people below were immediately dissatisfied.

“You old man, what’s your appetite? Keep talking!”

“Then Zhen’er climbed out of the well, and what happened next?”

“Next time, I’ll break it down. I’ll give you some coppers, and then go on!”

Everyone !

After muttering a few words, they all took out copper coins from their arms and threw them on the stage.

“Since all the judges have expressed their love, the little old man continued.”

Seeing the copper coins lying on the ground at his feet, the wrinkles on the old man’s face bloomed like chrysanthemums, and he immediately sat down again and cleared his throat.

“Let’s say that Zhen’er was murdered by a wealthy businessman and thrown into the well. He was filled with resentment and turned into a fierce ghost after his death.

He hated the businessman very much because of the death of the rich businessman. Every night, at midnight, he would climb out of the well. Climb onto the beds of those businessmen and scratch their faces with hairpins.”

Fang Mansion.

As soon as Fang Xiu approached the courtyard, he saw Zhao Yan holding her chin with one hand, wondering what she was thinking.

The expression on her pretty face changed, sometimes she looked sad, sometimes she smiled, and for a moment, tears actually appeared in the corners of her eyes.

Fourteen or fifteen years old is supposed to be the age when a girl is innocent and innocent, but she is still a child who is ignorant of the world on earth. But here I have to worry about marriage.

Fang Xiu couldn’t help but feel a sense of sympathy in his heart, and was ready to step forward and offer a few words of comfort.

At this time, the girl suddenly looked over, raised her eyebrows, and said angrily: “What are you looking at!”

The sympathy in Fang Xiu’s heart disappeared at this moment.

He looked at the girl with a disdainful expression on his face and said, “I don’t know where you get your confidence.”

The girl was stunned for a moment, then followed Fang Xiu’s gaze and looked down.

“You!”

Understanding what Fang Xiu meant, Zhao Yan looked sulky, picked up the teacup on the table and threw it away.

Fang Xiu took two steps back and said, “You eat my food, use my food, and hit me with my teacup. Don’t you think it’s a bit too much?”

Zhao Yan dodged her eyes and said with a guilty conscience: “This is what you owe me. “

Fang Xiu took two steps closer, looked at the girl, and said, “Even if my servant really beats you and makes you live in vain for five days, you should pay it back.”

A blush appeared on Zhao Yan’s face, she looked away and said angrily: “I didn’t say I wouldn’t give you any money, you stingy one!”

Fang Xiu sat down, looked at her, stretched out his hand and said, “I’ve eaten three meals today. The food is fifty cents each.

The bricks that were broken during the sword practice yesterday are two cents each.

The tea cups that were smashed just now are counted as ten taels of silver,

and the total is ten taels and three hundred and ten. Wen, pay back the money!”

The girl said angrily: “A broken teacup is worth ten taels of silver!”

Fang Xiu said: “Have you ever seen a broken teacup made in the official kiln of Wei and Jin Dynasties?”

The girl looked down and saw a pile of fragments. The four words “Zhengyuan Year System” are vaguely visible.

Zhengyuan is the reign title of the current emperor when he ascended the throne. It has been twenty-nine years ago and has nothing to do with the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

“You are blackmailing!”

The girl looked unconvinced.

Fang Xiu looked at her and said with a smile, “Yes, it’s just blackmail.”

“You!”

The girl clenched her fists tightly and bit her lower lip.

After a moment, she finally lowered her head and whispered softly: “I was wrong.”

Fang Xiu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, tilted his head and asked: “What did you say? I didn’t hear clearly.”

The girl gritted her teeth: “Don’t It’s too much!”

Fang Xiu had a heartbroken expression on his face, covering his chest and looking at the pile of debris on the ground.

“A teacup made from official kilns in the Wei and Jin Dynasties.”

The girl took a deep breath, resisted the urge to draw her sword, and gritted her teeth: “I was wrong…”

“If admitting your mistake is useful, what else do you need from the Kyoto Yamen?”

Qiang—— !

The crisp sound of sword sounds sounded.

Fang Xiu was startled, took two steps back, and said, “The money matter is easy to discuss, don’t be impulsive.”

The girl held the sword and asked, “How much is that tea cup worth?”

Fang Xiu thought for a while and said, ” Ten taels.”

Seeing that the girl’s eyes became unkind again, Fang Xiu quickly changed his words: “But because of our friendship in visiting a brothel together, I will spare you this money.”

The girl’s pretty face turned red to her ears, and she was angry. He said: “Whoever goes to a brothel with you is shameless.”

Fang Xiu took two steps closer, carefully pushed the sword edge aside, and said: “The money can be waived, but I have a condition.”

(End of Chapter)