Chapter 19: Bustling Tianya Journey

The rain washes the autumn, the sky is high and fresh, the autumn sky is a bit unreal, and it always seems to be with deep melancholy.
White horses in white, leisurely walking along the long street. Qing Chen was among the crowds of Yige City Square, but turned a blind eye to the excitement around him, just wandering aimlessly among the crowd.
The hustle and bustle of clouds passed by, and he was clearly in it, but it seemed as if he were watching a theater, which was extremely absurd.
Depressed to the extreme, facing Ye Tianzhan's incomparable calmness, listening, smiling, answering and rejecting, put him outside and draw a clear line. I vaguely felt that there was probably a moment of pleasure at that moment, as if it was actually revenge on Li Tang, the same face.
She doesn't know if she really has this kind of thought, and sometimes treats Ye Tianzhan as Li Tang, and also as Li Tang to love and hate.
She had suffered for the kind of sharp-edged feeling, but she cruelly imposed it on him. The look in his eyes when he said that sentence, how affectionate his eyes were.
"If I would do my best to give you what you want, Qing Chen, would you agree?"
He is not someone who can easily make such a promise. This sentence contains a lot of surrenders, but she is stripped of them and thrown aside.
At the moment of rejection, he concealed something with the nobility that belonged to the royal family, and turned around in front of her calmly, and the rain fell on the lake behind him.
The marriage is messy. Does he owe her or she owes him?
Will he be ruthless today if he betrayed her in the next life, or will she betray him in this life?
All of this fell into ridiculous dust at the moment he turned around. At that time, she clearly knew that he was Ye Tianzhan, and she owed him this life.
Suddenly Yun Cheng rubbed her side and reminded her to give way to a carriage.
Qing Chen recovered from her thoughts and remembered that when she asked if Yun Cheng could be taken away, Ye Tianzhan said with emotion: It seems that in this mansion, Yun Cheng is the most destined for you.
A sigh like frost and snow penetrated into a crack in her heart, she almost ran away in a hurry, afraid that she would overturn all decisions in his gaze when she turned her head.
Yun Cheng's pure eyes reflected her own shadow, Qing Chen stroked its long mane, and looked around for a while, staying in front of a Yin family's bank for a moment, and turned his head and walked into a pawnshop across the street.
In a quiet Xiangyang Street shop, the sunlight hits half of the foyer and stops, making it seem that there is some ancient coolness in the house.
She looked around with a bit of curiosity, and the old man on the counter in front raised her head and said, "Does this girl have something to be?"
When Qing Chen asked, he smiled and took out the hosta and handed it to the counter: "Please take a look, sir, how much is this worth?" Qiao Xiaoqian, beautiful eyes and hopeful, the old gentleman has never seen such a smile when it is a thing Yan Ran couldn't help but carefully look at the people and things in front of her.
Qing Chen stretched out his hand on the counter for a long time. The old man looked at her hand without speaking. For a long time, Fang raised his head from the palm of her hand, and turned his eyes on her face. He took the hostess and said, "How much do you want to be a girl?" "
She looked down and thought: "How much can the husband give?"
The old man paused and said: "Please wait a moment, girl, until I have asked the shopkeeper to tell you the price."
Qing Chen felt strange. I heard that all the old gentlemen on the pawnshop counters have glaring eyes. Why would they ask the shopkeeper for a small jade? After a while, the old man came back from the back hall, holding a small bag in his hand and handing it to her: "The price our shopkeeper gave to the girl." For some reason, the words were slightly respectful.
Qing Chen flipped it through, saw a few silver slips, raised his eyebrows, the old gentleman seemed to be certain that she would not bargain again, so he took the silver slips and wrapped them, and she was indeed satisfied with the price. Throwing the ticket into his arms, he got up and said thanks and walked out the door. Seeing her coming out, Yun Cheng leaned forward with a soft hiss.
Qing Chen found the Yifangfang in Shangjiufang, and then came out in a long shirt with long sleeves and narrow sleeves. The person is pure and graceful, Yun Cheng is as good as a dragon, and graceful like a jade young son, attracting passers-by frequently.
It seemed that it was on the day of a sacrifice. Many young women gathered under the two pavilions in front of the Tiandu Temple and laughed and threw the sign for the request on the branch, green leaf sign, skirt The robe is flying, very pleasing to the eye.
Qing Chen Le Mallor walked a little slower, and several women looked slyly as they boldly raised their hands and threw something onto the horse.
Qing Chen took it coldly in her hand, but it was a beautifully embroidered lottery. She deliberately raised her eyebrows and smiled, and nodded sideways and said, "Thank you Miss for your love!"
The woman actually smiled and said generously: "God and Buddha are efficacious, and may the future of the son be bright!"
There was a clear voice on the other side, and the women summoned to go to the temple together. Yige City is prosperous and the folk customs are open. Qing Chen finds it very interesting for a while, but for a while regrets why she was born as a daughter. In this world, you can enter the hall to worship, and you can manage the world. Men can do many things, but women are still a little different after all.
She didn't want to stay in Shangjiufang for a long time, urging her horse to walk to Midtown. Along the road, passing Tianwu Zuifang, and then proceeding to Zhong24fang, Chuyan River is near.
Not far away, the boats on the river are noisy, business travelers are busy, people are busy, and everything is full of vitality. Reining on the river bank, it seemed that he was facing a brand new world. Looking at the sky and the earth, I felt that my heart was far and wide.
As the pedestrians get closer and closer, Qing Chen has no clear purpose. He believes the horse is reined, and walks along the river, not far, when suddenly he hears a beating, and the corner of his eyes feels silver light flashing, and a basin of cold water splashes from the flower windows upstairs. Come. She hurriedly led the horse to dodge. Even so, she was still a step slower, and half of her clothes were soaked. Some people around were also suffering, pointing upstairs and shouting.
Qing Chen cried out unlucky, and Yun Cheng was also covered in water and hissed dissatisfiedly. Afraid that it would startle passers-by, Qing Chen hurriedly took the rein and avoided it, soothing Yun Cheng while dismounting and patting clothes. At this time, someone had come out in that building long ago, begging everyone, and even saying apologize, it looked like a steward in the building. Another middle-aged man with the appearance of a scribe quickly stepped forward and came to Qing Chen, clasping his fists and saluting with a smile: "The person downstairs was negligent and wet the son's clothes. Don't blame him, sorry, sorry!"
Reaching out his hand not to hit the smiling man, Qing Chen saw that he was constantly apologizing, so he couldn't say anything, so he could only smile and said, "It's not a problem, but you should be careful in the future. There is a street under this window and people come and go. Splash water directly."
The man said: "The son is right. I will take care of them. I don't know the distance of the son's house. It is very inconvenient for the clothes to be wet. If you don't dislike it, please come in and take a rest. Drink a cup of tea and change your clothes. Pack the horses."
Qing Chen was fine to say it herself, but she felt a little distressed for Yun Cheng, and thought for a while: "So...it's going to trouble Xiongtai."
The man smiled and said, "Xie Mingjing is the master of this song workshop. Please come from the master!"
"Wenqing in Xia Ning." Qing Chen changed his real name according to the name on the Libao. She raised her head and looked up, and saw the "Four-Faced Building" on the tall building with a golden plaque and running script. Its building was not like other buildings in the sky, but it rose in a rectangular shape. Zhong Twenty-Four Square is really a good place for visitors from all sides, taking advantage of the location. But when I walked to the door, I saw a white list, which was a notice for the owner to sell the songfang. She stopped slightly in front of the door, and couldn't help wondering: "Brother Xie, the four-sided building opens the door and welcomes all customers. No matter what business you do, you are blessed, how can you be willing to sell?"
Xie Jing shook his head and said: "The son doesn't know anything. Recently, the business of Tiandu Song and Dance Workshop has plummeted. Many places have been unable to sustain it, and they have closed their doors for sale."
"Oh?" Qing Chen flicked his eyebrows, "But because of Tianwu Zuifang, he was implicated?"
Xie Jing was quite surprised and asked: "It seems that the son knows a little bit about the Tianwu Zuifang case. The Gyeonggi Division directly worked with the Ministry of Justice and Dali Temple to continuously ban singing and dance studios. The involvement was so extensive that everyone was in danger and the court was left in the cold. Even Guo Qi, the servant of the staff department, was dismissed and exiled. Now no one dares to open the door for business in the song and dance hall, and no one dares to come to spend money. I am afraid that this business can no longer be done."
Qing Chen said casually: "Brother Xie's words are wrong. At this time, I should buy and not sell. The business of the song and dance studio will not go down."
"Why did the son say this?" Xie Jing looked at her inquiringly and asked.
Qing Chen's heart suddenly moved, and he smiled and asked, "Brother Xie, are you interested in doing business with me?"
Xie Jing didn't rush to ask what was going on, but said: "It's rare that you and I see each other right away, it's better to talk about it in detail."
After entering the four-side building, Xie Jing sent someone to bring Qingchen to change clean clothes, and asked him to serve tea upstairs. Fang said: "The son just said that, I would like to hear more."
Qing Chen took a faint sip of tea. No one knows the Tianwu Zuifang case better than her. Although Ye Tianzhan has something inconvenient to tell her straight, she also understands it. This case is said to be handled strictly by order, and thunderbolts are everywhere under the dark clouds, but when the rain falls, it is only silent. Or because I really can't think of it, starting from the Yin family, the courts, foreign relatives, nobles, and clans behind the song and dance workshops have long been entrenched. The name of King Cham and virtue crowned Jinghua. For many years, he has been the figure of these noble dignitaries. With such a huge camp, the trees are luxuriant and the branches are luxuriant. It's okay to remove some side branches, but if the deforestation is rooted and every move is like bone meat, how can he not be forced to abandon his sword and take his sword?
After sending Shuang Zhai in Yanbo that day, Qing Chen rarely heard Ye Tianzhan mention related matters. On the contrary, sometimes looking at this chapter of his advancement, there might have been a wave of rapid waves in the middle of the court, and he turned it over. Slowly recovered under his wrist.
She smiled slightly and looked up: "In fact, it's very simple. For example, today we retreat from the Turkic Civil Affairs to the Civil Affairs of the Turkic State, and the country has raised the four realms to come to the dynasty. Under great governance, the world is prosperous. In any case, this trend will not change. So singing and dancing. This kind of business will never disappear in the sky. At this time, it is only a low tide. When the wind is over, it will come back to life, and even intensify, it will never be wrong."
Xie Jing said: "How dare you say that the song and dance workshop will flourish again?"
Qing Chenfeng raised his eyes and said: "Gamble."
"Bet?" Xie Jing frowned.
Qing Chen said calmly and calmly: "In all likelihood, you have to bet on business. As long as you look at the market, it is not difficult to make a profit."
Xie Jing asked, "Why should the son bet?"
Qing Chen has been in the Palace of King Zhan for many days, watching the progress of the case every day, knowing the key to this. No one knows Ye Tianzhan's true method of handling this matter better than her, and is very sure of her own judgment, smiling and saying:" As far as I know and think. If Brother Xie has no intention to manage this matter, it is better for you and I to find a separate way of cooperation. I pay a monthly rent of 100 taels of Yin Yin, and you will completely take care of the four-sided building. After that, in addition to the rent , You take 50% of the monthly profit of the four-side building. In other words, Brother Xie is still the boss, and he is just an operator in the next. But if I want to buy the four-side building a year later, Brother Xie needs to pay the price currently announced. Let me sell it."
Xie Jing put down the tea cup in his hand and looked at her: "Can you see clearly the price posted outside?"
"Thirty thousand taels of silver pattern." Qing Chen said, smiling slightly.
"Since the son intends to buy the four-side building, why not buy it at this time? It will be a year later?" Xie Jing asked again.
Qing Chen said frankly: "Brother Xie is a happy person. He asked straightforwardly and answered frankly. At present, I only have a hundred taels of silver in my hand. I need to spend a year on a four-sided building to earn money for buying a building."
As soon as this remark came out, Xie Jing couldn't help frowning, and said for a while, "You mean, you can earn thirty thousand taels of silver patterns from all four sides in a year?"
Qing Chen shook his head and corrected: "Not 30,000, but 50,000, plus 50% of Brother Xie's profit."
Xie Jing looked at her with all doubts, Qing Chen smiled brightly, her phoenix eyes were radiant, and she lightly looked into his eyes.
Staring at each other for a moment, Xie Jing lightly dusted his clothes and said: "Xie has been in business for half his life. It is rare to see a man with strange ideas like the son."
Qing Chen smiled and said: "There are so many sentient beings in the big world, each of them is different from each other. If they are all the same, wouldn't it be boring?"
Xie Jing also laughed when he heard the words: "You can admire him just by his demeanor. Just can you listen to how he manages?"
Qing Chen's eyes twitched slightly: "If Brother Xie is willing to bet a bit bigger, he might even bring a profit, which is unexpected."
"Listen here," Xie Jing said.
Qing Chen slowly tapped the tea cup and smiled calmly: "If you go to put it simply, Yige City is the center of the sky. There are so many high-ranking and noble families in the city, singing and dancing all day long and talking about Huafu, not hesitating extravagance but seeking elegance, so no matter what What's the matter, as long as it meets the tastes of those high-class nobles, why worry about business? It is said that the current song and dance houses in the city are more than luxurious, but they owe a word of'elegance.' Qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine and tea are not unavailable, but The word'elegance' must be used to its liking, so that it can be memorable and spend a lot of money. If you act in this way, you will not be scrupled by the government for being too public."
Xie Jing nodded slightly, showing agreement: "What if you go deeper?"
Qing Chen stood up and stepped to the window to look from a distance. The space where she entered her eyes was as empty as she could see. In the past, the merchants under her had a tall and swaying female Hu, which was very eye-catching.
She watched for a while and said: "Although the Central Plains has repeatedly had wars with Mobei and the Western Regions, the respective people have gradually merged with the business and travel trade. Has Brother Xie discovered that there are a lot of Hu businessmen and women in Yige City recently?"
Xie Jing also looked from the window: "It is true."
Qing Chen said slowly: "In addition to looking at the long-term perspective, you must wait patiently after seeing the situation. Brother Xie, if you dare to do it, might as well secretly invest in the merger and acquisition of the song and dance studio that was implicated by Tianwu Zuifang, and take this opportunity to control it. The lifeblood of the Tiandu Song and Dance Workshop’s business, at the same time, can accommodate a group of Hu girls to teach and wait for the opportunity. The song and dance of the Western Regions are enthusiastic and enchanting, the song and dance of Mobei are unrestrained and lively, and the song and dance of the South Region is charming and colorful, which is very different from the style of the Central Plains. When the song and dance workshops flourish in Tiandu again, these Hu women will not only become a new highlight, but also remove a lot of chaotic factors for Tiandu and promote the friendship between Hu and Han. Not only will the court not interfere, but will support it. This will kill two birds with one stone. It's very profitable."
Xie Jing looked at her secretly, pondered for a moment, and said: "The son is not only well aware of the direction of the sky, but also has a wide range of what he has seen and heard. So hidden, Xie is very curious."
Qing Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his head and smiled: "Brother Xie, how can you not be curious? Although this four-sided building is good, the price of 30,000 yuan is actually higher. Brother Xie is afraid that he doesn't really want to sell this building, right? "
Xie Jing was taken aback for a moment, and then he chuckled and said: "Meeting with the son is like drinking sweets, Xie is moved by this gambling game, and hopes to have a happy cooperation in the future!"
Qing Chen smiled coolly, holding a fist in return.