Great Zhou Empress

Ting Lan changed her clothes, but she still wore less clothes, making her figure even more slender.

Xue Zhijing put down the book in his hand, stood up, smiled and said to Ting Lan, "Miss Ting Lan?"

There was no emotion in Ting Lan's eyes, she asked softly at the door, "Can I come in?"

When she is not singing, her voice is pleasant and recognizable, but with a slight sense of alienation that rejects people thousands of miles away.

"Come in and sit."

Ting Lan walked in with her piano in her arms, and Xue Zhijing just happened to come to the table in the middle of the room. She pointed to the stool with her palm towards Ting Lan. Ting Lan bowed and saluted, then sat down and returned the piano Put it on the table.

Xue Zhijing touched the hot water pot in the tea tray on the table, it was still warm, he poured out a glass of water and pushed it in front of Ting Lan, "Drink some hot water, you wear too little clothes in such a cold day. "

Ting Lan's eyes froze, and it was rare for her to have some emotions that had nothing to do with calmness.

She stretched out her hand to hold the teacup, letting her cool fingers feel a little warmth.

"I'm used to it, I always have to perform, it looks so good."

Xue Zhijing sighed in his heart, as expected, it has always been the same in ancient and modern times, and the clothes of the artists who are going to perform have never been in the same season as others.

"If you are not performing, it is better to dress warmly. If you don't pay attention when you are young, you will easily get sick when you are old."

Xue Zhijing inexplicably had the feeling of an old man, when he said this, it was like the old man in the park trying to salvage her long johns to a little girl in ripped jeans.

It’s just that this era is not like later generations. It may be the first time that Ting Lan has heard people care about her from this angle. She was sold into the Lichun Courtyard since she was a child. With a bit of talent, he gradually stood out and became the top brand of Lichunyuan.

Her mother's concern for her has always been to let her protect her fingers and throat, so that her performance life will be longer. Who cares whether she is cold or not, and what will happen when she gets older?

Not working hard now, getting older?Is there anything older to think about?

Thinking of this, Ting Lan remembered her mother's instructions again, and a trace of reluctance flashed in her eyes.

It's just that when she looked up and saw Xue Zhijing, she felt that it wasn't too bad.

Xue Zhijing has a tall and straight figure, clear eyes, delicate skin, and soft facial features. In terms of appearance, it can be said to be far superior to her.When Xue Zhijing looked at you with a smile, you seemed to be able to see a strong inclusiveness in her eyes, as if everything about you had been seen through by her, but you could still be yourself with a sense of security.

Just like now, the other party just looked at her quietly, but didn't ask anything.

On the contrary, it was her, but her heart beat a little too fast.

When she was with Ting Lan, Xue Zhijing was comfortable. Ting Lan was different from all the little friends she knew before.

Yuan Jin is bold and majestic, a born military commander; Li Jing is calm and steady, alert and wise; Chen Tang is born with supernatural power and is occasionally impulsive; Xiao Cui is cute and cute.

As for Ting Lan, it has a strong literary atmosphere, like a book with an elegant cover, which makes people unconsciously slow down the rhythm of their thoughts when they see it. They want to make a pot of tea and find a place where the sun can pour I went to the terrace, browsed quietly, and then passed a slow afternoon.

"Aunt Xue, let me play a piece of music for you."

Xue Zhijing nodded slightly, "I'm sorry~"

Ting Lan's verdant fingers plucked the strings, and she pulled the whole space into her ethereal music world in an instant, and Xue Zhijing was also immersed in it in an instant.

Thinking of what some fantasies mentioned, powerful people always have the ability to pull people into her spiritual power world. Thinking about it, Ting Lan also has such an enviable ability.

Another song ended, Xue Zhijing naturally applauded.

Seen by Xue Zhijing's eyes, Ting Lan's face was stained with a blush.

"Aunt Xue likes Ting Lan's music?"

In fact, Ting Lan already sensed Xue Zhijing's liking for her performance from Xue Zhijing's expression, but she still wanted to ask again, even the expression in her eyes

With full expectations, there is still a distance from the beginning.

Xue Zhijing replied very considerately, "Miss Ting Lan's music is extremely beautiful. Just now I seemed to have entered a world full of birdsong and flowers. My whole body seemed to be bathed in soft sunshine, which was very comfortable."

The corners of Ting Lan's lips raised slightly, as if she was extremely receptive to Xue Zhijing's praise.

"But you have more than ten years of skill?"

Ting Lan nodded, "I have been learning the piano since I was five years old when I entered the Lichun Academy. I have to practice every day, and I haven't stopped even during the Chinese New Year."

Any skill has always been used or lost, and the same is true for industries such as art. The pianists of later generations have to practice the piano every day, the singers have to hang their voices every day, and everyone has to practice their hands every day.

At this moment, Ting Lan's hand slowly crossed the table and touched the back of Xue Zhijing's hand on the table.

Her fingers were cold, and when they touched Xue Zhijing's warm skin, she trembled slightly.

Xue Zhijing's eyes also fell on her hands, and his brows were slightly frowned.

"Aunt Xue, it's late at night, Ting Lan will wait for you to rest~"

How Xue Zhijing didn't understand what Ting Lan meant, she actually wanted to see what kind of program Wu Guogong Liu Shuang had arranged for her at the end, and who she would invite to come to Lichun Courtyard tonight.

She guessed that Liu Shuang might come by himself and make some private deals with her.Or they will arrange for those elephant girls whose faces are covered in white powder to come over. After all, most people will consider the issue of matching men and women, but it is just a beauty trick.

The only thing she didn't expect was that the person who came would be Ting Lan.

Are the eyes of people here so poisonous?How could it be seen that the only thing she was interested in in the whole show was Ting Lan's performance.

To be honest, she likes Ting Lan. If she is in later generations, she will definitely be Ting Lan's fan and spend money for him.But this love does not have an element of possession. She admires Ting Lan very much. She hopes that Ting Lan will have a bright stage and can always bring people a brilliant spiritual world.

It's just that Ting Lan was dragged into the dirty world at this time, and she became the darkest core in this world.

No matter which part it was, it made Xue Zhijing very uncomfortable.

Slowly withdrew his hand from Ting Lan's, went to fetch the kettle, and poured a glass of water for Ting Lan, "Drink some more hot water, your hands are still so cold."

Ting Lan was a little unsure if Xue Zhijing understood what she meant. Before she came, her mother told her that Wu Guogong said that Xue Zhijing was very interested in her.

It is said that she is the top card, but in fact everything about her is in the hands of others.

What is never available is the best. My mother understands this truth well, so they can perform, drink with, and laugh with them as prostitutes, but for more, they should be kept at a respectful distance.

Only prostitutes who have no talent, no youth, and no future will be prostitutes who sleep with them.

In this way, they continue to attract those arty men to write poems for them, spend money on them, go crazy for them, and finally marry them back home in the name of love.

But the world is not so satisfactory, their Lichun Courtyard is not official prostitutes protected by the court, private prostitutes like them are influenced by various forces in Yangzhou City, and often have to make compromises.

Today, if she doesn't come to Xue Zhijing's room, tomorrow she can only go to Wu Guogong's place. What kind of top card can fall to the bottom of the valley in an instant, and there is no value to be offered to the altar.

"Miss Tinglan, it's late at night, you should go back to your room."

After saying a word, Ting Lan became anxious immediately, grabbed Xue Zhijing's hand and wanted to put it on her chest, Xue Zhijing's eyeballs almost popped out of fright, and the two hands were deadlocked in mid-air.

"Aunt Xue, don't you like Ting Lan? Ting Lan has never served others before, she may be a little clumsy, but before she came out, my mother taught me the way to have fun between women." At the end, the young woman The child's voice became smaller and smaller, and his face was completely red.

Xue Zhijing's breathing changed slightly, and he took the opportunity to quickly take his hand out of the opponent's, and went to pour a glass of water to drink in embarrassment.

Finally calmed down a bit, she said slowly, "Miss Ting Lan, I, Xue Zhijing, am not a womanizer."

Ting Lan's face turned pale immediately, her eyes were filled with mist, she bit her lower lip tightly, unable to utter a word.

She is not a proud person.

If it wasn't for this powerless life that forced her to this point, how could she do this.

Xue Zhijing said slowly, "I appreciate your performance, like your music, and I am willing to be friends with you. If you have any difficulties, I can do it, and I will definitely help you."

As Xue Zhijing's words fell, Ting Lan's face slowly returned to color, her heart began to be more moved than embarrassment, shyness and unwillingness, she said dryly, "I'm sorry, Aunt Xue, I offended you."

Xue Zhijing finally let out a long breath.

If this Ting Lan had to make a move for a while, in fact, Xue Zhijing couldn't guarantee that he could hold it.

However, Xue Zhijing is a person who is more responsible than heaven. Even in the previous life in the country that advocated the freedom of private life, she would not easily have relationships with others.For Ting Lan at this time, she didn't intend to take on the responsibility of the other party, so it wasn't suitable for her.

What's more, Xue Zhijing is still a very self-disciplined person, she doesn't want to develop her sexual life at this age.

"Aunt Xue, if possible, let me stay in your room tonight. If I leave halfway, I have to go to Wu Guogong's mansion tomorrow."

In the end, Ting Lan had such an idea, Xue Zhijing was so considerate, she believed that the other party would agree.

Xue Zhijing was startled, but still nodded.

She took her own clothes for Ting Lan to put on, and someone brought hot water. Charcoal-burning pots are not popular in Yangzhou area, and it depends on self-heating in winter.

Xue Zhijing chatted with Ting Lan for a long time, the more he listened, the more uncomfortable he felt.

I thought that life in the palace was tough enough, but I didn't expect that their life would be even more difficult in this seemingly beautiful place outside.

Materially rich, but mentally always in a state of tension to the point of anxiety.

It is a kind of fear that you don't know when you will become the lowest whore.

"In order to prevent pregnancy, I often drink a kind of avoiding child soup. The avoiding child soup is extremely vicious. After drinking it, most people will never be able to have children again. If you can't have children, no one will want to marry you. That’s the only way to go. Because there are too many customers, almost everyone gets sick, and it doesn’t take long for people to die.”

Xue Zhijing can understand that without modern medical technology and contraceptive technology, this is the natural result.

After chatting for a long time, Xue Zhijing let Ting Lan sleep on her bed, and she slept on the couch all night.

If Ting Lan hadn't made it clear, she could share the same bed with her, but for now, don't challenge your self-discipline.

When she woke up the next day, Ting Lan looked at Xue Zhijing with a little bit of shyness in her eyes, but Xue Zhijing smiled gently and said to her, "Miss Ting Lan, I can hear a whirlwind from your music. Strong tenacity, you should believe in yourself, and always maintain the belief that you will never admit defeat and never accept fate. I still say that, if necessary, I will help you."

When he came out of the hall, he saw Wu Guogong Liu Shuang. He was eating alone in the hall. I don't know if he was waiting for her.

Xue Zhijing walked over generously, and sat down at the table of the Eight Immortals.

The table of the Eight Immortals was filled with all kinds of breakfast, and there was no way one person could eat it.

What a waste.

Liu Shuang invited her to eat together, Xue Zhijing was not polite.

"Aunt Xue, I don't know if you slept well last night?"

Xue Zhijing smiled slightly, and instead of answering him directly, he said, "Wu Guogong said that day that he wanted to give me the shares of Lichun Courtyard. After last night, I am quite interested."

Wu Guogong Liu Shuang was just talking about it that day, and he still felt heartbroken if he really wanted to give it, so he thought of using a beauty trick. After all, the cost is low, and it is nothing more than a top card.

Unexpectedly, the night passed, and the top card was gone.

The brothel will also be gone.

But Xue Zhijing said this, he really couldn't find an excuse to refuse, otherwise it would be an insult to others, and yesterday's banquet would be in vain.

Taking the largest brothel in Yangzhou City into her hands, Xue Zhijing had an idea. She wanted to transform the industry with strong customs in this era into an entertainment industry for future generations.

This is an idea that came up when I was chatting with Ting Lan last night.

Like Ting Lan, who is enough to become a famous artist for future generations, but she has to be trapped in a difficult prison. A woman like her should have her stage and opportunities.

I found Tong Fu to discuss it, and soon came up with a plan.

"For tabloids, you must use movable type printing, and you also need to overprint patterns and paintings." Xue Zhijing said, Tong Fu was in charge of recording, and at the same time explained the feasibility of what Xue Zhijing said.

"Movable type printing is rarely used now, and it is not easy to find, and it is more difficult to print paintings." Tong Fu said.

Xue Zhijing waved his hand, "Since there is one, we must be able to find someone to do it. If not, we will buy a workshop and make it ourselves. Then we need a group of people who are good at performing. Those who have sung opera or performed acrobatics in the cottage are fine. The requirement is It is necessary to perform a play that does not exceed a cup of tea at any time, so that the audience can laugh, and the happier the laugh, the better."

"Are you going to cooperate with the Washes here?" Tong Fu had seen the [-]-day large-scale event organized by Xue Zhijing in Bianjing City during the Chinese New Year in the past year, and knew that Xue Zhijing had recruited a large number of Washes to cooperate with him at that time.

"If we can find someone, it would be even better if we hire them." Xue Zhijing looked into the distance, "The ones we do by ourselves are the most controlled."