Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11137

Vision City.

Waterside pavilions.

Zi Yan didn't wait too long.

She sat down to rest for a while, ate some fruit, and listened to some pipa music. Afterwards, the opposite side suddenly became quiet.

Several graceful women left the center of the stage.

The light in front was dim, but soon it became brighter. The change in the brightness of the light revealed the taste and financial resources of the owner of this place.

This was just what she had seen at the top venues in Beijing.

Then, a clear sound of strings was heard.

From the backstage, a girl in a veil, holding a pipa, came on stage in small steps.

The appearance of this girl is stunning. She has a temperament that is a mixture of purity and charm, and her figure is impeccable. No matter from which angle you look at her, there is only one feeling, that is beauty!

Her subsequent dance was accompanied by the playing of the pipa, which blended perfectly.

Even a woman like Zi Yan was stunned, not to mention the men in the audience and in different boxes, who were all fascinated by the scene.

After the song was finished, Hua Xiangyue left the venue.

The old madam in green gauze waved her handkerchief and asked the maids to come out with trays.

There will be a maid in front of each table of guests.

"My dear gentlemen, you all know the rules of Miss Xiangyue. This time is no exception. We will still follow the old rules."

The madam laughed.

It was obvious that those distinguished guests were all familiar with the place and they knew the rules here.

But there are always surprises... Zi Yan doesn't know what the so-called rules are.

"Is she asking for a reward?" Zi Yan asked in a low voice.

Generally in other venues, this process is followed after the performance ends.

"This is Hua Xiangyue's rule. If you want to meet her alone and become her lover, you need to provide her with something to choose from." Ming Xinshui explained.

"Isn't this a reward? What else can you offer besides money? Could it be calligraphy, painting or poetry?"

Zi Yan raised her eyebrows.

No matter how elegant a place is, the ultimate purpose is to make money. Otherwise, how can we maintain the pavilions, grass, trees and various other expenses?

"It's hard to say. There are times when poetry, calligraphy and painting are really chosen. Master Tang Yu, who was once a master of poetry, calligraphy and painting, was able to see the fragrance of flowers and the moon with just a live painting." Ming Xinshui said with a smile.

Zi Yan was slightly surprised.

"Master Tang Yu has also been here?"

After Master Tang Yu designed the new Peacock Villa for the owner of Peacock Villa, Xian Yuzhong, he returned to the south of the Yangtze River. She had never heard that Master Tang Yu had been to Yuanjing City.

"The customs and habits of Bozhou are quite different from those of the Central Plains. Master Tang Yu is a playful person. He travels all over the world and will not miss any place."

Ming Xinshui waved his folding fan gently and said.

“Maybe I just haven’t paid attention.”

Zi Yan is very busy and may not know everything.

At this moment, she was observing the things given by those people in the hall below.

As expected, most of the gifts given were gold, silver and other treasures. Some also handed over poems, calligraphy and paintings, but they would generally add silver notes to them and would not present poems, calligraphy and paintings alone.

"I'm ready."

Hearing the knock on the door outside the box, Ming Xinshui took out a brocade bag in advance.

"Come in."

Zi Yan and Ming Xinshui responded, and then the maid outside the door slowly walked in. Ming Xinshui naturally prepared vulgar money, but just as he took out the silver for two people from the brocade bag and put it on the tray, Zi Yan suddenly took out a golden watch.

“This is also included.”

Zi Yan gently placed the gold watch on the tray.

This gold watch was not imported from Western countries, but was made in the Beijing Science and Technology Park using the latest technology. In terms of precision and preparation, it is not inferior to Western famous watches. It just lacks the heritage and cannot be sold at the price of Western famous watches.

Things like foundation need time to settle and cannot be achieved overnight.

However, the maid could not tell the difference. When she saw the gold watch, her eyes flashed with surprise.

After the maid left, Ming Xinshui lowered his voice and said, "There's no need to take such valuables..."

"A little token of my appreciation." Zi Yan smiled slightly.

How could she not know the implication of Ming Xinshui's words?

It is obvious that there is some close relationship between Miss Hua Xiangyue and Ming Xinshui.

"We'll go backstage to meet her later." Ming Xinshui nodded.

After waiting for a while, a maid came to inform them.

Zi Yan followed Ming Xinshui out of the room, walked out of the box and around the corridor, receiving many envious and jealous looks. Everyone knew that anyone who came out at this time was the one that Hua Xiangyue had chosen.

"Do they know you?"

Zi Yan noticed that many people's eyes were on Ming Xinshui.

"Yes, our Ming family is a big family in Yuanjing City, and I like to hang out, so many people know me."

Before Ming Xinshui finished speaking, a figure flashed over from the side.

This was a young man dressed in brocade clothes. He looked decent, but his eye sockets were sunken, with a circle of black marks around his eye sockets, and he looked very frail.

"Brother Ming, Brother Ming, please take care of me."

The young man ran forward eagerly.

"Tang Xiaobao."

There was a hint of anger in Ming Xinshui's tone.

The brocade-dressed man named Tang Xiaobao laughed dryly twice, put the folding fan in his hand into his sleeve, and said with a folded hand, "Brother Ming, don't be upset. I'm just a little anxious. Hey, it's not easy for everyone to come to the pavilions in Yuanjing City. If we miss this, it will be difficult to see you next time."

"She will come again in the future. It's not just once." Ming Xinshui frowned.

"Hua Dajia will definitely not come only once, but no matter how many times she comes, she will definitely look down on me. Maybe I can only have a chance if I rely on Brother Ming."

Tang Xiaobao clasped his hands together and made a pleading gesture.

"Then take him with you."

Zi Yan suddenly said.

"Okay, bring it with you."

Ming Xinshui nodded, glared at Tang Xiaobao and said, "If it weren't for Master Jiang's plea, I wouldn't have taken you with me."

"Understood. Thank you, Brother Ming, and thank you, Master Jiang."

Tang Xiaobao thanked him profusely. In fact, he had already given up. He didn't expect such a sudden turn of events.

He couldn't help but look up to this "Mr. Jiang" in his heart. You know, he had never seen Ming Xinshui listen to a young man's opinion before.

From this we can see that the identity of this "Mr. Jiang" must be extraordinary.

On the way, Ming Xinshui briefly introduced Tang Xiaobao.

The Tang family, to which Tang Xiaobao belongs, is considered a relatively famous gentry family in the entire Yuanjing City. In terms of its status, it is definitely higher than those merchant families.

It’s just a family of gentry, and not every generation can achieve success.

The Tang family had become somewhat desolate by the time of Tang Xiaobao's generation, and none of their descendants had any promise.