my wife is god catcher

Chapter 210 Qixiufang, written lyrics by order Liu Sanbian

"Jinyu, have you heard of red shoes?"

"I heard of an embroidered shoe."

"what is this?"

"Traditional folk ghost stories are very suitable for listening to before going to bed, and it will be very fragrant after listening to sleep!"

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly felt that he should have left Li Jinyu a scumbag just now, otherwise Li Jinyu would probably tell him ten cold jokes and twenty ghost stories.

Lu Xiaofeng has no objection to listening to stories, nor is he afraid of ghosts, but he has no interest in ghost stories at all.

"You really don't know about red shoes?"

"You think I'd be interested in shoes?"

"This is what Jin Jiuling told me. It is said that it is a special force hidden in Twelve Squares. All members are women, and the leader is said to be among the top five beauties."

"The forces related to beauties in Twelve Squares are nothing less than Miaoyinfang, Hongxiuzhao, and Yangliuxin, but besides these three, there is also a special force."

"What power?"

"Seven Shows!"

"Seven Shows? Could it be that there are seven beauties?"

"The master of the workshop was once on the list of beauties, and under the master of the workshop, there are seven beauties and thirteen beauties. If it is really the seven beauties who committed the crime, I am not willing to take action."

"Why? Compassionate and cherishing jade?"

"Do you know who are the people in Qixiufang?"

"A beauty with a deep network?"

"Wrong! It's the miserable people. The so-called Qixiufang is just a group of miserable people reporting to the group to keep warm, and to gain a chance of life for the miserable women in the brothel!"

Once in a brothel, a prostitute for life.

Even the oiran who seems to have a bright future is just a fish waiting to be slaughtered. If he is performing arts but not selling himself, he is just raising his status.

If the beautiful and beautiful ladies don't sell it, and the old and decrepit people don't like it, who will sell it?
Could it be that the old bustard came on stage in person?
As long as one enters a brothel, it is absolutely impossible to perform without selling one's body. In the dirtiest hell on earth, one does not sell only because the price given is not enough.

As long as a sufficient price is paid, even Lian Xiuxiu from Miaoyinfang, Xinliu Xinyang from Yang Liuxin, and Ouyang Qing from Red Sleeves cannot escape.

When the old age fades and the body suffers from disease, it will only be abandoned without hesitation, without any warmth.

Even in a rich place like Luoyang, there is only one in a hundred people who can save enough money to redeem themselves, and most of them sink into it, and finally die a miserable death.

Some people don't know much about this, and even praise the life in the brothel, saying that it is full of flowers, free and unrestrained, and it is a show rather than a body.

That kind of stupid or bad person made Li Jinyu so sick that he wanted to vomit.

Do not!
This kind of person cannot be called either stupid or bad, but stupid and bad, very stupid and very bad!

I don't know how many years ago, a force called "Qixiufang" appeared in the twelve squares of Luoyang City, providing a final shelter for those poor people.

An old and decrepit singer is not worth much at all, and the master of Qixiufang is extremely skilled in martial arts. After years of development, all parties in Luoyang have acquiesced in the existence of Qixiufang.

It's just that Qixiufang didn't take the initiative to show up, but built some nunneries, Taoist temples, and charity halls.

Firstly, to house those singers, secondly, to give alms porridge and rice to the poor around, and thirdly, to teach the poor women outside the city and teach them some skills.

They don't need skills like playing, playing and singing, just know a few words, can make tofu and candied fruit, and the dexterous ones can settle accounts, so that they have a way to settle down.

Li Jinyu said: "Lu Xiaofeng, if the owner of Qixiufang is in front of you now, what will you do?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Bow down and salute, I admire her noble character very much. Such a person may be cheated when they are short of money, but they will definitely not create so many blind people. Blind people are also hard-working people!"

Li Jinyu said: "So you understand why I don't want to make a move? Because my knife can't cut through!"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I remembered, if according to this statement, Qixia Nunnery was also built by Qixiufang? Jiang Qingxia is from Qixiufang?"

Li Jinyu said: "It's possible, but I don't know if she is Qixiu or Shisanchai!"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Since you know so clearly, it means that you must have been in contact. I want to meet the owner of Qixiufang, can you arrange it?"

Li Jinyu said: "Why? If you don't tell me the reason, I won't arrange it."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Don't you understand? Jin Jiuling asked me to check the red shoes, and the red shoes are related to Qixiufang, which means that someone is eyeing Qixiufang, and there may be undercover agents in Qixiufang."

Li Jinyu said: "Okay, I'll arrange it!"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I'm very curious, in what capacity did you make friends with Qixiufang?"

Li Jinyu said: "Have you ever heard that in the imperial examination three years ago, someone uttered nonsense, saying that he would rather write lyrics in a brothel than a high school Jinshi."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Have you ever passed the imperial examination?"

Li Jinyu said: "That was made up, but this identity has actually existed before."

Shinobu changed the floating name and sang with a low voice.

Naturally, it is the great poet Liu Yong.

Regardless of the appreciation of Song Ci or the history of literature, Liu Yong is a name that can never be avoided. As long as Song Ci is circulated in the world, Liu Yong will be circulated for a day.

Of course Li Jinyu would recite Liu Yong's words.

Li Jinyu didn't like being a copycat, firstly because he really didn't like it, and secondly because he was worried about crashing a car.

After all, this is the world of comprehensive martial arts, if one day memorizes "Yulin Ling" with great interest, and someone suddenly jumps out to say plagiarism, wouldn't it be ridiculous?
Li Jinyu's vest came from three years ago.

...three years ago the dividing line...

night!
Cold night!

Li Jinyu found a noodle shop.

That noodle shop is very small, just a small stall in the corner, but no matter how small it is, it can make hot noodle soup to warm your stomach well.

In the long cold night and the howling north wind, what is more attractive than hot noodle soup?
The shop owner had just served a bowl of hot noodle soup, when he came out of the dark alley, someone approached.

woman!

A woman wearing a string of jasmine flowers.

She is about seventeen or eighteen years old, but she has a lot of powder on her face and hasn't removed her makeup for several days.

Even this worst-quality face powder is a rare luxury for her, and unless she can make a deal, she will definitely not wash it off easily.

"Young master, can you treat me to a bowl of noodles? If you eat a bowl of noodles, I will accompany you for one night."

The woman's voice was very sad, and it could be seen that she was very hungry and could hardly stand upright.

Li Jinyu said, "Another bowl of noodles!"

The boss quickly cooked a bowl of noodles, and the woman ate it very quickly. For a person who has been hungry for a long time and does not know where his next meal is, one bowl of noodles is obviously not enough, so she ordered another bowl .

The owner of the noodle stall is a real person. Not only is the noodle bowl very large, but the noodles are also very real.

A skinny and petite woman could eat two large bowls in one go without even leaving a bit of soup!

But if this may be the only food in the next three days, then I believe that most people will drink up all the noodle soup without hesitation.

"Master, after eating two bowls of your noodles, I..."

Women, of course, cannot keep their promises.

She is sick, even if she wants to, she doesn't care, Li Jinyu is absolutely impossible.

She was ready, ready to be beaten up by Li Jinyu and spit out the noodles.

I just wish it was lighter!
"After eating my two bowls of noodles, just sing two songs for me, can you sing?"

"I can only sing some folk songs, and they all said that I can't sing well, and I'm worthless."

"Then you sing what I taught!"

Of course, the skill of survival is quick to learn. The woman quickly learned the lyrics and music. Although she didn't know anything about it, she knew that this song was very beautiful.

Li Jinyu left a piece of music and gave her a few pieces of silver, and was about to leave when the woman suddenly bowed down and asked loudly, "What is the name of your benefactor?"

Li Jinyu waved his hands proudly: "The sons and daughters of the Jianghu, who have a name, just call me Liu Yong, I wrote the lyrics Liu Sanbian according to the order!"

The woman doesn't know what "writing lyrics according to the order" is, but every time the singing is over, it will be mentioned.

Those who understand the rhythm of poetry, understand the meaning of the lyrics and music, and gradually become famous.

Li Jinyu borrowed the song "The Crane Soaring to the Sky · On the Gold List" just in time for the meeting, but he didn't expect to have a name, and seeing that no one came out to say that he had plagiarized, he continued to put on his vest thickly.

As we all know, at that time Li Jinyu still had a pure Yang boy body. Although he was in the brothel, he only listened to music and drank, and occasionally gave poems as gifts.

As time goes by, the reputation is getting bigger and bigger, and finally on a certain day, while boating on the West Lake, I met the owner of Qixiufang by relying on "Watching the Tide·Southeast Xingsheng".

It was also at that time that Li Jinyu learned a secret, that is, Aunt Gongsun was two people.

Gongsun You!
Gongsun Ying!
Gongsun Lan of Changgemen is their niece.

... ended three years ago...

Jin Jiuling's secret base.

Shar Khan laughed and said, "The gold and silver you robbed are marked and need to be removed before they can be spent. Jewelry, calligraphy and paintings need to be sold, which is very troublesome."

Jin Jiuling sneered: "So? Do you have a way to sell the stolen goods? Do you have the ability?"

Shar Khan said: "To be honest, I have no connections with antique calligraphy and painting, but gold and silver are very simple. Don't forget that I am the best goldsmith in the world."

Jin Jiuling said: "I think you are the most vicious conspirator and the most vicious snake in the world."

Shar Khan said: "Poisonous snake? How could I be a poisonous snake? If I were a poisonous snake, at least half of the civil and military personnel in the Manchu Dynasty would be poisonous snakes. The one sitting on the dragon chair would be the most venomous, vicious, evil and evil snake king."

Jin Jiuling said: "What do I have to pay? Just say it directly, I don't have enough time."

Shar Khan said: "I need your connections. Casting gold and silver wares cannot be done by one person alone. I need your help to find some helpers and help me transport them out."

Jin Jiuling said: "If I have the ability to transport the gold and silver out, why would I stay here?"

Shar Khan said: "I will cast gold and silver into a way that can be transported. You only need to provide a way out of the city. You have been a headhunter for 30 years. If you don't even have a way out of the city, it will be too disappointing!"

Jin Jiuling said: "What else?"

Shar Khan said: "Of course it is to smooth out the traces and find a substitute for the dead ghost. Jin Butou is much better at this kind of thing than I am."

Jin Jiuling said: "How can you guarantee that the scapegoat you chose is not me?"

Shar Khan said: "What I need is a long-term cooperation. Besides, can't Catcher Jin see the schemes of framing, murdering and silence?"

"make a deal!"

Originally he wanted Lu Xiaofeng, or Qixiufang to be the dead ghost, but now he has other choices.

I don't know why, but Jin Jiuling always thinks of a big nose every time he mentions the word scapegoat.

　Thanks to the book friend Fatty Laoge for the reward
　　
　
(End of this chapter)