imperial psychologist

Chapter 524 May Crescent Walk
The man was wearing a bamboo hat, and a thin gauze hung down from the edge of the hat, half-hiddenly outlining the outline of her cheeks.

Even though it was the hot summer of May, she was still wearing a cloak, which completely covered her upper body.

Ai Songqing looked at it for a while, and then called out with some hesitation, "...Bai Ling?"

The man immediately looked back towards Ai Songqing, and said with a smile, "Ah, so you are here."

Ai Songqing breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Bai Ling's familiar voice coming from behind Qingsha.

"You've been away for a long time." She quickly stepped forward to hold Bo Ling's hand, "The bustard just lost her temper here—"

Bo Ling stretched out his index finger and stroked his lips, and Ai Songqing's voice stopped abruptly.

"Let's go to the side and talk, where's your piano?"

"Ah, it's still over there..."

After a while, Ai Songqing picked up the heavy zither again, and this time Bo Ling walked out with her holding the zither.

"Where are you going?" Ai Songqing asked.

"Over there," Bai Ling said with a smile, "I just heard an interesting thing, and I'll take you to see it too."

Ai Songqing was stunned for a moment, but quickly suppressed a smile and followed Bo Ling's pace.

when is this...

The two retreated all the way to the side of the backstage, almost reaching the edge of the outfield.It was dark and gloomy, all illuminated by the afterglow of the lights not far away.

"Have you seen our people?" Bo Ling pointed to the girls in the middle of the hall, "It's the one on the far left..."

"Yes, I see." Ai Songqing nodded.

"In front of every line of people, there is actually a sign, have you noticed?"

"Brand?" Ai Songqing narrowed her eyes, "Where is...?"

"It's not standing up, it's just at the feet of the first person in each row..." Bo Ling pointed, "See, it's the brown board——"

"I see!"

"That's called 'Font Size'." Bai Ling said softly, "There are eighty or ninety kilns in Baihuaya, and each one takes a character for 'Font Size'. The one we are in is called 'Font Size'. "Xi" is the brand name of Chao Chao; the family that our bustards are not dealing with is the "Fang" brand name. Among these names... there are famous names."

Ai Songqing frowned, "What trick?"

"Business in Baihuaya is divided into three classes. The lowest class is like our bustards. They can only set up their own houses in the outermost periphery of Baihuaya. The names of these kilns are all in the water department, such as Xi and Jiang. , Ting font size;

"If you go further in, you can use the characters of the Jinzi department, such as the Jun font size, the key font size, and the mirror font size...

"The dozen or so most core flower kilns are separated by the branch of Jian'an River that passes by. They can use grass and trees as radicals, such as the Fangzi department mentioned just now, and the Lanzi department. , Liu Zibu..."

Ai Songqing held her breath.

She looked at the girls in the hall again, counted the rows in a low voice, and then frowned again, "It seems...there aren't many flower kilns here?"

"Well, generally, the people who buy and sell in the May Crescent Shop are those from the Jinzi department. Xi Zihao is the only flower kiln in the water department this year." Bo Ling said softly, "A flower kiln in the water department is generally not I didn't have the chance to pick up the girl who came out of Jiaofang, so it can be seen that our bustard has an unusual background."

"Eh?" Ai Songqing was stunned for a moment, "...Where did Bo Ling hear these news?"

"When I went to apply the glaze in the afternoon, I chatted with the old master. He told me." Bo Ling replied softly.

"I said why you came back so late... so you were chatting with someone." Ai Songqing finally understood when she heard this, she sighed with emotion, and then looked at Bo Ling, "By the way, you What did you draw?"

"It's not easy for you to see it now," Bai Ling said with a smile, "Wait a while to go on stage, it's bright there."

……

There was a crisp sound in the wing room on the second floor, the tea cup in Zheng Mi's hand fell to the ground and fell to pieces, the tea in it splashed and wet his clothes, and he couldn't care less about it.

"So the person who is going to sell here tonight is Bai Ling?" Zheng Mi stared at Zhang Shouzhong in disbelief, "Xiao Siyao is not dead?"

Both Zhang Shouzhong and Sun Beiji nodded.

Zheng Mi stood up and paced back and forth in the room, the muscles on his face twitched slightly, he raised his hand a few times, and then lowered it silently, feeling both shock and anger in his heart.

Zheng Mi tried his best to restrain the ups and downs in his heart—after all, the neighbor next door just spoke a little louder, and he heard it. If he was having a fit right now, the whole hall below would probably hear it He growled.

But a little girl who single-handedly saved the lives of thousands of people in the camp in the south of the city will be exiled to a place of fireworks like Baihuaya when she was young?
Not to mention because of that ridiculous reason...

Zhang Shouzhong looked at Zheng Mi's face with sunken mouth and burning eyes, and said softly, "It's really embarrassing that things have come to this point."

"That lord Zhang came here with his teacher tonight, did he come here specially to save people?" Zheng Mi asked in a low voice with sharp eyes.

"Yes, and no." Sun Beiji said in a deep voice, "In the final analysis, this matter still depends on the Holy Order."

Zheng Mi looked at Sun Beiji, "Then what is the purpose of my mentor coming tonight?"

Sun Beiji sighed, "It's actually the same as you."

The anger in Zheng Mi's heart suddenly flared up again—to be reasonable, he still doesn't know what he is doing here tonight!

"Let's put it this way, Mr. Zheng." Zhang Shouzhong also stood up, "We all understand your mood at the moment. You are here today in the Xiaohouye branch, and you probably don't want things to get out of control. With you here, even if the time comes Something really went wrong, and you're more experienced than us at handling it."

"What experience can I have?"

"The county magistrate might as well take care of it now." Zhang Shouzhong spread his hands helplessly, "Elder Ge and I want to reach out, but we can't."

"Then what if you didn't meet me?" Zheng Mi looked at Zhang Shouzhong, and raised his voice unconsciously, "If I was joking with me as a young master, I didn't come over tonight? What does Master Zhang want to do?"

Zhang Shouzhong turned sideways and looked at the unopened stage not far away.

"If I didn't meet Mr. Zheng tonight, or if Mr. Zheng didn't come at all, then it would be better if we were here."

Just as Zhang Shouzhong finished speaking, a copper gong below suddenly rang, and a person beat the gong and quickly walked past under the stage, and the whispering and chatter in the entire hall fell silent.

Everyone looked towards the stage, and the bright red silk lampshade reflected the entire stage light red.

There was a turtle's claw holding a red silk, and brought out the first girl from Xi's brand—one end of the red silk fell on the turtle's claw, and the other end was tied to the girl's wrist.

At the same time, on a high table on the right side of the stage, there was a bowl cushioned with red velvet brought up by Turtle Claw. Inside the bowl was an iron ball the size of a fist—this was the reserve price for the sale. An iron ball is 500 taels.

Everyone straightened their backs, and finally started!

(End of this chapter)