Liu'er's body trembled slightly, turned her head over, and she had a elegant and elegant face. She was smooth and pretty, and she was happy and angry. She had a little plum blossom on her forehead, her eyebrows were like a crescent moon, her eyes were like apricots, her fluffy eyelashes seemed to have tears, a little red fragrance, a row of broken jade teeth, a jade-fat nose, and a shallow dimples. She couldn't tell the slightest beauty, and she couldn't tell the charm. Situ Ce couldn't help but look at it.

When I saw Liu'er before, my face was covered with costumes, and I couldn't see my original appearance. At this moment, the noodles with oak soup were not covered with rouge and powder, but it turned out to be such a beautiful and handsome beauty. If there is really shame in the world, the moon is closed, the fish falls and geese falls, Situ Ce believes that the beauty in front of me will definitely deserve this description.

Liu'er raised her white arms like a lotus root node, and gently stroked her soft arms between her towering peaks. She seemed to be frightened by Situ Ce's voice just now. Her pink cheeks were a little pale. Looking at him, she shouted between her eyebrows.

Situ Ce hurriedly bowed and said, "I'm sorry, girl, have you scared?"

Ju Bi hurriedly said, "The master is here, I have not come far away to greet you, so please forgive me."

Situ Ce hurriedly said, "Don't call me in this column, just call me a sir or a master."

"Yes, Master."

"Master?" Situ Ce smiled. "I feel like I'm gray-haired and old-fashioned when I hear you scream.

Liu'er smiled quietly: "That's better to call the master."

"Why can't you call me sir?"

"I don't have such blessings."

"What kind of blessing does it take to call her sir?" Seeing that she had no meaning to change her words, I guess the word "sir" could not be used randomly in the eyes of women in ancient times. Situ Ce said: "Forget it, if you want to call her master, you should be old, just be older, anyway, you will grow old sooner or later.

I am tired outside and I come back and want to hear you sing. Is it OK?"

"Okay. I'll prepare now."

"No, don't wear the suit or the piano player, can you just sing like this?"

Liu'er whispered: "Abide by the order of the master. What do you want to hear?"

"Your best knows, come and listen to me.,

A woman behind her smiled and said, "Master, Miss Liu'er is good at everything and sings everything. She may not be able to finish singing in three days and three nights."

Situ Ce thought about it and found that ancient lyrics and cards were usually titled and were also sung by ancient people. He said, "Pick one of the tunes of "Die Lian Huā, how about it?"

Liu Erfuli agreed, held her hands in front of the xiong, gently opened Zhu Chun, and sang: How deep is the courtyard?

Willows pile up with smoke, and there is no large number of curtains.

The place where the jade carving saddle travels is high, the building is not visible to Zhangtai Road.

The rain is blowing and the wind is blowing. The curtain of the month is covered by the evening, and there is no way to keep the spring.

He asked huāhuā without saying a word, and flew across the swing with red.

After singing the song, the venue was silent and silent. Liu Erqingfu gave a gift: "I offer you an ugly son."

Situ Ce sighed and said, "This word was made by Ouyang Xiu of the Northern Song Dynasty. It expresses the melancholy feeling of deep resentment. It seems that you are unwilling to be a bird in a cage and yearn for that free and easy life. I imprisoned you in this small courtyard, but it is wrong."

Liu'er was so shocked that she lost her composure. Liáo raised her long skirt and knelt on the ground: "I have no intention of chanting this, just sang casually, so I'm too worried. I know that I will not sing this song again in the future!"

Situ Ce smiled: "It's okay, I didn't say anything about you, get up quickly! Why do you kneel down at any time? Men have gold under their knees, are women humble? Don't just put your hands on them, hold her arms and gently help her up.

Liu'er was shy and embarrassed, her body trembled slightly, and she stood there trembling, like a flower in the rain.

Situ Ce thought she was because of fear. In fact, she was because of Situ Ce's support. The defense between men and women in the middle and late Ming Dynasty had reached a deep level. Even if she was her slave and singer, she could not touch her casually. Of course, unless the master had an inappropriate thought, after touching her, she would convey this idea to the other party. Some women with strong chastity had a lifelong chastity just because of this touch.

Although Liu'er was a singer in the Red Chamber, she was a singer who was not a singer. In ancient times, those who listened to music in brothels were basically romantic and elegant, so they were naturally respectful, so how could they use their strength?

So even though she was eighteen years old, Liu'er was still a yellow daughter. She had never touched her before, so the shock to her was that she was trembling all over and was in a mess.

Situ Ce didn't know this. Seeing that he was kneeling down, he came forward to help him, but he didn't know how many troubles would be caused.

Seeing Liu'er like that, Situ Ce thought that he was afraid of his own blame. He also felt that he was scaring people easily saying such things. In the end, he wanted to ease up, so he smiled and said, "I'll sing a song for you too, how about it?"

Liu'er was still immersed in the touch just now and didn't hear him. The three women behind him were anxious. The master was so happy that he had to make fun of it. A bold man hurriedly said loudly: "Great! The master also sang a song, keep it nice!"

Liu'er was shocked, then she woke up. After a moment of reminiscing, she knew what Situ Ce said just now, and hurriedly said, "I'm going to listen carefully."

Situ Ce stood up, walked to the side of the stage with his hands behind his back, searching for a modern pop song in his head, trying to find a suitable one, but he couldn't find it for a while. Moreover, pop songs always feel indecent when dealing with other people's poems, but they want to find an elegant one, but they can't remember it for a while. But when he was a child, the mountain song he heard in his hometown was like a little mouse, and he looked back. Seeing that the four girls were looking at him, he couldn't wait any longer. He coughed lightly and sang: "The man is single, cold, and has no parents, no wife."

No one washes rice first when cooking rice, no one takes the winnowing basket when pounding rice.

The fire is burned and the water is carried out, and the fire is turned off.

The home buys firewood to the west, and the pigs huts to throw chickens into the trough.

Before Situ Ce finished singing, the three girls were already smiling so hard that they were both smiling. Liu'er also smiled slightly, so naturally she had not woken up from the shock she had just now.

Seeing her smiling slightly, Situ Ce was stunned, and the mi-like man who could not speak on her lips was not only stunned, but also forgot the following words.

The bold dancer covered his mouth and smiled, "The mountain song that the master sang is so nice, let's continue singing!"

This is a very long mountain song. I was stunned by Liu'er's beauty just now and forgot the middle. I still remember the last two sentences, so I watched Liu'er sing: Ruofan's sister is willing to be a pair, and she will carry her sister home and become a wife.

After these two sentences were sung, the three women immediately cheered up because they looked at Liu'er singing. Liu'er was already blushing with shame, and she lowered her head and shyly said.

Situ Ce didn't think anything. It was a folk song anyway, so he naturally sang a lot of love. When he heard the three girls applaud, he laughed with the silly and dazed.

At this moment, a delicate cry came from a distance: "Master! The uncle of the Jinyiwei is here 1

Please go for a drink!”

Situ Ce quickly agreed and said to Liu'er and the others: "You guys continue practicing, I'm leaving!"

The four women said, "Greatly send me the master."

Situ Ce left Ningxin Garden and came to the front hall. Yang Jun and Zhong Bingzhi were already waiting there, and said with a smile: "Let's go, good brother! We have agreed that we will not return until we get drunk today!"

Situ Ce said, "That's natural!" When he went out and went down the steps, Situ Ce saw that there was no one around and asked Yang Jun in a low voice, "Has anyone sent him away?",

"Well! I've left. So we can let go of the wine! Have fun!"

This meal was very pleasant. Yang Jun used the alcohol to ask Situ Ce to join the Jinyiwei again. Situ Ce naturally refused politely. The situation is unclear now, and he doesn't want to offend him.

Yang Jun found several beautiful brothel women to accompany Situ Ce, but for some reason, Liu'er's figure always appeared in front of Situ Ce, especially the divortex smile when he was happy, and the pitiful when he was afraid.

So he pushed all the women away and just drank.

After drinking late at night, he was over and over again. Situ Ce was sent home. He lay on the chuáng in a drunken way and wanted to call Liu'er to speak, but he called Linglong in. The words came to his mouth, but he changed to asking for tea.

Even he himself didn't know why.

On the second day, Yang Jun, a thousand households of the Jinyiwei, came to bid farewell to Situ Ce and returned. Before leaving, he told Zhong Bingzhi to win over Situ Ce and strive to get him to join the Jinyiwei.

At noon on the third day, Situ Ce returned home and saw more than a dozen large carriages parked at the door of his house, all covered with curtains. Two teams of Jinyiwei were on both sides of the watch, and passers-by dared not approach.

Under the steps of Situ Ce's family, Zhong Bingzhi was riding a tall horse with a fat belly and was whispering this to another Jinyiwei riding horse. Seeing Situ Ce walking over, he quickly turned over and dismounted, threw the reins to the Jinyiwei next to him, and quickly stepped up and bowed, "The real person is back! I'll send you a slave to you!"

"Official slave?" Situ Ce bowed and said, "What official slave?"

"It's the family of the Beijing officials who had committed a crime that I mentioned last time. They were sent to the border. They stopped for a while and chose some of the people you like to stay."

“Where is it?”

Zhong Bingzhi turned around and pointed to the dozen carriages behind him: "It was escorted from above."

"Then bring it into the yard."

"good!"

The officials of the Jinyiwei who were escorting him also came down and bowed to him to see him. After Situ Ce returned the gift, he asked him to sit in his house for a while, accompanied by the general flag of Zhong Bingzhi's Jinyiwei Yamen.

Situ Ce's house is not big, and there is no corner gate for carriages to enter and exit. These official slaves need to get off the car first and then go in.

Under the scolding of the vigilant teams of Jinyiwei, the curtains of each carriage were lifted up, and many people came down one after another, most of them were women and a few children. Each carriage tied their arms with ropes, like strings of grasshoppers, crying and sobbing slowly following the front to the steps and entering the door.

Situ Ce felt uncomfortable and thought that in this society where people cannibalize people, if there is no power, it may be eaten by others at any time. Although he has power, he may be eaten by more powerful people because of something. Just like this Beijing official, so many families are not even considered males who have been executed, there are only hundreds of people who are considered rich people. Once they are convicted, the whole family will be in trouble. Being an official may be punished, and not being an official will be punished. There are no uneasy people who are free and carefree.
Chapter completed!