Chapter 80 Li Xiangjun

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The next day, at dawn, the cold had not completely faded, and a few people were sneaking around in the woods behind the Jiming Temple.

There were few pedestrians passing by, and I couldn't help but look forward to take a look. Before I could get close, I was blasted away by the people who came up. Fortunately, they were not evil spirits or evil thieves. It was a young man in luxurious clothes and three or five followers and servants who were standing there stupidly without knowing what was going on.

The young man had a fair complexion and a scholarly air, but his eyes were dark and his body was thin, like a little raccoon. At first glance, it was the sequelae of years of indulging in alcohol and sex. He was weak and weak, and could not be used for anything.

A sudden gust of cold wind blew, and he was trembling with cold and mumbling.

He immediately cursed at the servant behind him: "This damn wind is freezing me to death, Gou'er, didn't you say that Miss Xiangjun would come to burn incense today? How come I haven't seen her yet? Do you have any definite news?"

The servant was bitter about his master's reprimand.

He clearly told you that she would come to burn incense today, but he didn't say when she would come. It was you who was impatient and wanted to go up the mountain to guard. I didn't see you study so hard, and you also suffered from the cold.

It's amazing that a young man from the family of the Minister of Revenue can be so conscientious for a woman.

On weekdays, if he is not satisfied, he will beat and scold, and even whip him if he is more serious. Other young masters are not like you, and you are impatient, relying on the name of his father being the Minister of Revenue to make trouble everywhere.

The servant secretly listed all the faults of his young master, but his face was full of flattery, and his resentment was not revealed at all.

He touched his rough hands that were red from the cold, and said firmly: "Master, it's almost done, I think it's almost done."

"I gave her a lot of 5 taels of silver, and then she said that Miss Xiangjun would definitely go up the mountain to burn incense today."

When he heard that it was Xiao Cui who gave the news, Mr. Raccoon was relieved. This Xiao Cui was the man's personal maid, and he had a history with him, so he thought she would not dare to repay him.

He Fang Jing was the son of the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue in Yingtian Prefecture. His family was also a high-ranking official in Jinling City, 800 miles away. He was also the only child in the family, and basically no one dared to provoke him. In Jinling City, basically you can get whatever you want, and you can do whatever you want.

A few days ago, I went to drink with my friends and met a woman on the road. She was as beautiful as a fairy, much more beautiful than the dozens of concubines in the family. I was immediately dazzled by her face, but I was drunk at the time and didn't react and left her.

Later, I learned that the woman I met that day was one of the top players in Xiaoxiang Pavilion - Li Xiangjun.

Xiaoxiang Pavilion is one of the nine great pavilions in Jinling City, but it is nothing special. It is just a well-run brothel. There are three or four more beautiful ones on Qinhuai River. Fang Jing usually goes to those places to drink. The madam takes care of him and he can choose the beauties in the pavilion at will.

However, he has not been to Xiaoxiang Pavilion yet. The background behind him is a bit tricky. He is a eunuch guarding Nanjing and a descendant of Wei Zhongxian.

And his family is a lineage of literati. The two sides are not on the same page, so naturally he can't go to show his favor.

He wants to rob people, but he doesn't have the courage. He can't get the girl he likes, which makes Fang Jing sleep poorly for several days.

So he used the old method: he asked the servants to tie up Li Xiangjun's maid, first defiled her, then threatened her, and then said nice things, saying that he would marry your girl in the future and let you be a concubine.

This trick has been tried and tested!

Xiao Cui also accepted it easily, gave some silver, and then passed on the message.

But Fang Jing didn't know why Li Xiangjun, a woman, wanted to go to Jiming Temple to burn incense. Wouldn't it be better to stay in Qinhuai River? But to be honest, if she wanted to go up the mountain, he really had no chance to get close to her.

When he thought of Xiangjun's graceful figure and jade-like white arms, a wave of heat suddenly hit his thighs, and he felt that the cold wind was not freezing.

"Okay, then I'll stay here. If I don't see anyone today, I swear to never go back."

In a pavilion by the Qinhuai River.

"Miss, the carriage has arrived."

"I know, Xiao Cui, you ask them to wait for a while, I'll come after I get ready." A whisper came from the house.

After hearing this, the maid walked outside and gave the coachman a hundred coins, but didn't say anything polite: "You wait here, when the girl comes, we will leave."

"That's right, that's right, I won't leave." The coachman tried his best to please.

Although these women were of low status, they were not something that the peddlers could see clearly. They were generous and this hundred yuan was enough for their livelihood for seven or eight days.

After a while, a young girl came out of the attic. She was wearing a light yellow flowered skirt and a horse-faced skirt with dark green floral stripes. They were both new and half old. Her head was clean, with only two very simple jewelry in her hair.

Even with such a dress, the driver could not take his eyes away.

The maid hurriedly pulled her girl into the carriage, then glared at the driver fiercely and scolded him, "What are you looking at? My girl is not someone you can look at. Why don't you lead the way?"

Then she lifted the curtain and covered it.

The driver also smiled bitterly and shouted to get on the road.

After about half an hour, Xiao Cui lifted the curtain, looked out for a few times, and then said to the inside of the carriage, "Girl, we are almost there."

"Since we are here, let's stop."

"Horseman, stop, my young lady is getting off." Xiao Cui urged, her tone was quite annoyed.

When the two got off the horse, Xiao Cui pointed at a distance and said, "You stay there, and take us back after we get down the mountain."

Seeing her maid so arrogant, Li Xiangjun was helpless. She had never seen her like this on weekdays. She was kind to those young masters, but why did she say bad things when she came out? It was a bit snobbish, which made her a little unhappy.

However, the maids were arranged by the mother in the attic, and she couldn't go back to her mother and lose face. After all, she had no choice.

"Xiao Cui, why don't you go up the right way." Halfway through the journey, Li Xiangjun asked Xiao Cui in confusion.

She saw that everyone went up the main road, but they went up the back mountain, so she asked this question.

"Miss, those who go up the main road are praying for safety, and those who go up the small road are praying for marriage." She had already thought of an excuse for Li Xiangjun's suspicion.

But she had already felt resentful: You are so beautiful, but you don't know how to cherish it. You have rejected the pursuit of many noble men, and you have to go to Jiming Temple to seek marriage.

She has never seen that she can find a marriage after entering the brothel. In the end, she finds a family to be a concubine. If the family is rich, it's okay, and there is no worry about food and drink. If she marries a poor family, she will inevitably return to the old business. The vows of love are not as good as gold and silver, and poetry and songs are not as good as high-ranking officials.

If you have experienced what I have experienced, I wonder if you can still be so casual.

After hearing what Xiao Cui said, Li Xiangjun was very shy, lowered her head, and said shyly: "That's good."

It makes people bow their heads and love her!

Which girl doesn't want to marry someone, especially a girl like her. The first half of her life was full of twists and turns, and she was helpless. In the second half of her life, she hopes to get a good husband, but she only wants to be satisfied, regardless of wealth.

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