Chapter 425: The Way of a Man [Asking for a guaranteed monthly ticket]
Mrs. Huang's face was uncertain. She had actually known for a long time that Mr. Duan's thoughts were not on these three female musicians, but on the Hongxi class.
As the largest, most famous and longest-standing opera troupe in Yujing City, the Hongxi Troupe has long become an indispensable part of the leisure life of Yujing people, covering all aspects of Yujing's cultural life, including dignitaries, traffickers and pawns.
Every night, plays starring the Hongxi troupe are often performed at several stages in the city at the same time. She is also considered a leader in this industry. This is not her fault alone, but the reputation she has accumulated over a long period of time in various aspects.
Now, what Young Master Duan values is the influence of Hongxi Class in this area, rather than a few women. Although he doesn't know what Young Master Duan wants to do, Mrs. Huang still intuitively senses the danger. , may destroy the industry that the Nuo family has been operating for generations.
Therefore, I absolutely do not obey.
Mr. Duan had already passed on the news to her through other channels, and the price he gave her was very sincere. Then he gradually became impatient while she was pretending to be stupid, and that's what happened to the three female musicians.
It's just the most common high-interest loans in the market. With a little trick, these borrowers can't repay; she can also pay for it, but it's not about money.
What can be done by spending money to pay off the debts of the three women? It can only temporarily solve the current situation of the three of them, and then there will be other troubles, endless, unless she bows her head and accepts the terms of the Duan family.
This time, the young master of the Duan family forced him to come to the door. There was really no other way. Even the few strong men guarding the courtyard could not deal with the two monks and disciples of the Duan family. So in desperation, he pointed out this way for the three women. .
I thought that the monk surnamed Hou would show up to calm her down and buy her some time, but she didn't expect to see anyone at all. I don't know if he is really not here? Or is he unwilling to provoke the forces behind the Duan family?
"This is a serious matter, please give me some more time, sir." The Luohuang family had no choice but to adopt this tactic of delaying the attack.
Young Master Duan came prepared, how could he do what she wanted?
"I've already given the time. I sent a letter to Madam half a year ago. Why, you still want to delay it for another half a year?
Madam Haojiao knows that when I come today, either you and I will reach an agreement and help each other, or I will take them away. And I also tell you, this time it is just the beginning. If Madam disagrees one day, I will never stop until Hong Xi The class is unavailable.
Is this what Madam wants to see?"
Finding that Mr. Chuohuang's eyes were still wandering around the garden, he couldn't help but laugh, "Looking for the backstage? Is it Madam's new tenant? A monk from out of state?"
If I were him, I would never show up!"
Chuohuang's heart sank. She had been in Yujing for so many years, and she was not ignorant of all the things in the world of cultivation. She knew that just like the officialdom in the mortal world, even a monk would not be able to do anything about the consequences of rashly stepping forward to offend a powerful force. bear.
In fact, she also sought medical treatment indiscriminately due to a sudden illness. She knew that her relationship with the tenant was not enough to help her selflessly, but once people have no other choice, they will always try to grab... even if it is a straw.
She was speechless here, but the three female musicians finally reacted. Although the bold and aggressive one didn't understand what they were talking about, it didn't mean that she didn't have her own ideas.
"Mr. Duan... I can't get the money together at the moment, or how many other people will come to the house at night to entertain the prince with singing and dancing?"
This is the self-recommended pillow mat. In their industry, although they are not the kind of romantic women who lean on the building to show off their laughter, they are still very civilized in this kind of thing. They often get taken out for a night out by the fancy rich men after a play.
night, and then...
This is a way of survival. Even if you don't do it, in the eyes of ordinary people, are there any chaste people in the troupe?
This is their last resort, and it is useful in most cases; but Mr. Duan is not an ordinary person. He comes from a wealthy cultivating family, so how can he see such vulgar makeup?
Without any warning, he raised his hand and scratched her ear, hitting the woman so hard that she didn't even react for a moment.
"Going to Duan Mansion to perform a dance? Are you worthy? Well, since the three of you have this wish, I will satisfy you. There are many religions and schools in the west of the city, and there are countless private restaurants. You can receive guests and perform dances there until you have paid off all your debts."
owe."
This was a threat. It might be true, or it might just be a bluff. But the female singer couldn't understand the difference. The slap made her a little confused, and when she was angered, she started to speak indiscriminately.
"The Duans bully ordinary mortals, I'm going to Sikong Mansion to sue you!"
She didn't know where she heard that in the Quanzhen Sect, the Sikong Mansion was responsible for supervising the monks' behavioral norms. It might have been a casual comment after a certain favor, but such a reaction was understandable in a desperate situation.
Choose the most intimidating words.
What she didn't know was that this was the last thing Mr. Duan wanted to hear. It would have been better if he didn't say it. But when he mentioned Sikong Mansion, he immediately became more serious.
A stern look flashed on his face, he took a step forward, grabbed the arm of the woman who spoke so eloquently, and tried to bend it with both hands...
With a sound of "Gahba", the woman burst into tears in pain. The fierceness she once had was no longer there. Her little threat was the only way to cause trouble amidst her opponent's unreasonableness.
Huang's face turned pale and she hurriedly supported the woman, "Mr. Duan, you have gone too far!"
Mr. Duan's smile remained unchanged, "What Madam said is that I have indeed gone too far. Wang Zuo, how should you be punished if you do such a thing in the Yujing Yamen?"
The man named Wang Zuo fawned over him with a serious look on his face: "I apologize, I will pay for the treatment, and I also need to give some compensation. Well, about ten taels of silver will suffice."
Mr. Duan's face remained calm, "My dear, I have acted recklessly. I apologize to you here."
With a wink, one of the two diners stepped forward to set the woman's bones and at the same time took out ten taels of silver and placed them in front of the woman.
Mr. Duan held a folding fan and looked at Mrs. Huang, still elegant, "Madam, please look at this, isn't this solved?"
Mrs. Huang felt a coldness welling up all over her body. This was the first time she had seen the methods of this Mr. Duan, and now it seemed that he was not just a playboy's nonsense. He had a kind face and a cruel heart, and was very organized and flawless.
In this case, there is really nothing she can do.
All her credentials pale in comparison in front of a wealthy family like the Duan family, and they can't stand out at all. Only when people were focused on taking advantage of Hong Xiban, did she really feel how ridiculous the saying that all cultivators have the same power was.
In Yujing, I occasionally heard about similar incidents, but I always felt that they were far away from me. How could practitioners think so highly of someone like her?
But now, she felt a deep powerlessness.
Just when a few people were looking at her jokingly, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, a voice came from the rockery not far away,
"Okay, the law is like a mountain, it should be a model for our generation!"
