¡°However, the old madam protected Yan Xijiao very well in the brothel, because only in this way can she sell it for a higher price when she comes out of the court.
Fortunately, Yan Yuantong found her before Yan Xijiao left the cabinet. Yan Xijiao recognized her daughter based on the butterfly birthmark on her shoulder. Originally, the brothel madam would not be willing to give away Yan Xijiao, a money-spinner, but Yan Yuantong was relatively famous in that generation and was kind to the brothel madam, so Yan Xijiao was able to leave the brothel in perfect condition.
Although Yan Xijiao is now a girl from a good family, she grew up in a brothel after all. I have not forgotten the skills I learned professionally in the brothel. I hold my instrument and play and sing by myself every day.
Wu Zhi stood for a moment, feeling that it was almost time to turn around and leave. Yan Xijiao stopped playing and singing, turned around slowly, and bowed to Wu Zhi.
"Master, I think the slave's singing is not good. Do you want to leave?"
Wu Zhi¡¯s body paused slightly, and then he said with a smile: ¡°No, Miss Yan has a sweet voice, and her skills in playing the pipa are also quite superb. It¡¯s just¡±
"But what?"
Wu Zhi smiled and walked to Yan Xijiao, who was sitting on the other side of the pavilion. Try to keep a certain distance from Yan Xijiao to prevent others from gossiping.
"The main reason is that the harmonious songs you sang, Miss Yan, are a bit ordinary in my opinion. If you can change some tunes, it should be able to set off your ethereal voice, Miss Ren, even more."
Yan Xijiao pursed her lips and smiled.
She has heard too many flirting words like Wu Zhi's.
When I was in the brothel, I don¡¯t know how many talented people and beauties tried their best to get close to her and see her beauty, so they used this semi-aggressive method.
Yan Xijiao also habitually echoed: "I wonder, does the owner have a tune that can complement the slave's voice?"
Normally, when Yan Xijiao said this, those young masters would scratch their heads and burn their ears, holding it in for a long time without being able to come up with anything.
What Yan Xijiao didn't expect was that Wu Zhiqie smiled and said, "Yes, I just have a song here that is suitable for you to sing."
"Seriously?"
Yan Xijiao looked at Wu Zhi with unusual eyes.
She was originally an courtesan, and in those romantic places, she was used to seeing so-called romantic talents and wealthy men, but the Wu Zhi in front of her gave Yan Xijiao a very different feeling.
First, Wu Zhi saved the lives of their entire family.
Secondly, Yan Yuantong, who usually has a higher level of vision, also kept praising Wu Zhi, the owner of the village.
Yan Yuantong has a deep-rooted reputation and status in Daming Mansion. If Liang Zhongshu hadn't been searching for people's wealth and wealth this time, their whole family would not have fled overnight.
Of the 100,000 guan given to Cai Jing by Liang Zhongshu for his birthday, at least 40,000 guan belongs to their family!
When they first came to Zhenshui Villa, Yan Yuantong quietly talked to Yan Xijiao and her daughter. After he finished building the Zhenshui Villa, he went to Yuncheng County to seek refuge with his relatives.
But in the past two days, Yan Yuantong was as excited as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood. Even while eating, he would keep praising Wu Zhi.
Praise him for being knowledgeable about the past and the present, talented, far-sighted, and capable of conquering mountains and rivers. He is a dragon and a phoenix among people!
He, Yan Yuantong, will devote all his life's energy to building Zhenshui Villa! Even if I die, I will die in this Zhenshui Villa!
The more his father behaves like this, the more Yan Xijiao, a daughter, becomes more and more curious about Wu Zhi.
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