If I add money to become a layman, I can cultivate immortality

Chapter 5 Junior Brother, I will keep this secret of yours for the rest of my life!

After leaving Nuanxiang Pavilion, Ding Xiu walked towards Mingzhaofang.

There was a curfew at this time, and people were not allowed to walk around on the streets except in the streets.

Therefore, Ding Xiu walked in the cold alleys and tried his best to avoid the patrolling officers and soldiers, so as not to cause trouble.

After walking for about a stick of incense, I suddenly heard a faint sound of fighting.

Ding Xiu's heart moved, and he immediately hid his figure and slowly sneaked towards the place where the noise was coming from.

Not long after, a masked man in black ran over quickly.Ding Xiu hid behind a tree and ignored him, letting the man run away.

After all, he didn't understand the situation or the identity of the other party. He just had to take a look. Why bother with that?
After a while, another figure ran over.

Although the distance was far away and the light was dim, Ding Xiu could see clearly, and his expression couldn't help but become strange.

The person chasing after him was Xiaoqi, a member of the Imperial Guard.

"Who? Come out!"

When the Jinyiwei Xiaoqi passed by the tree, he seemed to be aware of it, and immediately waved his knife and shouted loudly.

Ding Xiu walked out slowly and gave the other party a toothy smile: "I didn't expect that junior brother would be wearing a Feiyu suit. I admire him, I admire him!"

The other party's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost, and he lost his voice: "Brother, why are you... here?"

"Don't worry about it. Now, should I call you Jin Yichuan, or should I call you...Junior Brother Ding Xian?"

This person is none other than "Jin Yichuan", one of the three Jin Yiwei brothers in the plot, whose real name is Ding Xian.

Jin Yichuan subconsciously looked around, then frowned and said, "Brother, what do you want?"

"I don't want to do anything, but I'm short of money recently..."

In fact, Ding Xiu is really not short of money now, and he just wants to amuse himself and have some fun.

Jin Yichuan gritted his teeth, took out the money bag from his body and threw it over: "Brother, take the money and leave quickly. Don't come to me again."

Ding Xiu weighed the money bag: "Haha, you just want to throw me away with a few taels of silver? Do you think I'm a beggar?"

"It's all the money I have on me."

After saying that, Jin Yichuan turned around and left.

"Do you really think you are an official when you put on these clothes? A thief is a thief. I will keep your secret for the rest of my life."

Upon hearing this, Jin Yichuan came back with a sullen face.

Ding Xiu smiled: "What, you don't accept it? I'll give you three days, and you can collect 100 taels of silver for me."

"Ten taels?"

"100 taels!"

Jin Yichuan gritted his teeth: "My annual salary is only 20 taels. Where can I get 100 taels for you?"

"Well... go sell your ass."

These humiliating words made Jin Yichuan unable to hold back his anger any longer, and he suddenly drew his sword and struck at him.

"clang……"

A crisp metallic sound sounded from the scene.

Ding Xiu did not bring the Miao sword, which was too long and conspicuous. He used the sword of the Zuo Army Governor's Mansion.

The first knife blocked Jin Yichuan's knife, and the second knife was placed on Jin Yichuan's neck.

Jin Yichuan was never a match for his senior brother, but now that Ding Xiu has traveled through time and blessed 9% of his potential development, his strength has increased by an unknown amount.

In this way, Jin Yichuan is no longer his opponent.

"Want to kill me? You'd better cure your tuberculosis first."

After saying that, Ding Xiu put away his sword, turned around and strode away.

As for the 100 taels of silver he mentioned before, he was just talking about it and didn't take it seriously at all.

A few days later, Ding Xiu counted the days and came to Nuanxiang Pavilion again.

When she saw Ding Xiu's figure, Aunt Xue couldn't help biting her lips and greeted him with complicated eyes.Last time, she did make an exception. In addition to the temptation of money, maybe it was also because she hadn't enjoyed that wonderful feeling for so long.

This time, she made up her mind not to make the same mistake again and again. If anyone above her knew about it, she would be punished.

Ding Xiu acted as if nothing had happened and said with a smile: "Aunt Xue, Miss Miaotong should be free today, right?"

Aunt Xue said in a sour tone: "Young Master is really good at timing..."

Ding Xiu was so happy that he casually took out a few taels of silver that Jin Yichuan had given him before and handed it over: "Then I'll ask Aunt Xue to lead the way."

Not long after, Ding Xiu finally walked into Zhou Miaotong's room.

She is one of the top names in Nuanxiang Pavilion. Staying in her room for one night costs 20 taels of silver.

It may not sound like much, but a Jin Yiwei Xiaoqi like Jin Yichuan's annual salary is only 20 taels of silver.

Calculated this way, it is much more expensive than those clubs in Ding Xiu's previous life.

Of course, the grades are different. After all, this is Jiaofangsi, not a place that ordinary people can afford.

The room is large and exquisitely decorated. All the furniture is made of precious woods such as rosewood and rosewood, and the calligraphy, paintings, ornaments and the like are also very expensive.

It can be said that the rooms in many rich people's homes are far less luxurious than this room.

"Miaotong, this is Young Master Ding. You must treat him well."

Zhou Miaotong responded: "Yes, aunt."

After Aunt Xue left, Zhou Miaotong stepped forward and gave her a blessing: "Little girl Miaotong, I have met Mr. Ding."

Ding Xiu turned his back on the guest, smiled, stepped forward, took Zhou Miaotong's little hand, and sat down at the table: "Miss Miaotong, come, let's have two drinks first."

Zhou Miaotong responded, took the jug and poured two glasses of wine, then picked up the wine glass: "My little lady, here's a toast to the young master."

"Dry!"

Ding Xiu picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

After drinking two glasses of wine, Zhou Miaotong looked at Ding Xiu carefully and couldn't help but ask: "Looking at the gentleman's extraordinary bearing, he must be an official, right?"

"Well, I'm a soldier, I guess. I've fought in wars and traveled around the world before."

Ding Xiu didn't say this nonsense. In the past, Ding Xiu fought against Japanese pirates and traveled through rivers and lakes. Now he is in the Zuo Army Governor's Mansion, so he can naturally be regarded as a soldier.

"It turns out that the young master is a military officer. No wonder he always feels a little murderous."

"Really? In fact, I have always liked poetry and songs..."

As a time traveler, if I don’t show off now, when will I wait?

Sure enough, Zhou Miaotong looked surprised: "Oh? Young master also likes poetry and songs?"

"certainly……"

As a result, the two began to chat about poetry and songs.

I remember back then, after the famous talented scholar Liu Yong passed away, on the day of his funeral, all the famous prostitutes in the capital, dressed in filial piety, saw him off.

Every year during the Qingming Festival, we meet at his gravesite to pay homage, and a custom has been formed, which is called the "Diaoliu Meeting".

It can be seen how much women in the world admire talented men.

Of course, it’s not just women in the world of romance. Many women in ancient times liked talented men, so there are so many legends about talented men and beautiful women.

Zhou Miaotong is no exception.

Listening to Ding Xiu's talk, from the Book of Songs to Chu Ci, Yuefu poetry to Tang poetry and Song poetry, there are countless representative figures and representative works in each stage.

Zhou Miaotong was so mesmerized when he heard this, that his eyes suddenly glowed with brilliance.

After hearing the last part, she couldn't help but said: "I didn't expect that the young master is so knowledgeable and talented. I take the liberty to ask, does the young master have any poems?"

Good question!
Ding Xiu talked for a long time, and this was what he was waiting for.

Back off, I'm going to start showing off.

……

(End of this chapter)