Li Siye stood up with his hands on his knees and said easily: "It's no problem to add more money, as much as you want."
"Give us two more copper coins, no, three more copper coins."
"No problem." If the copper coins could comfort their injured hearts, he would certainly be willing to pay for the mental damages.
The two dancing and dancing ladies were greatly surprised. Li Siye agreed too readily. When discussing the price in Qiuci, he was always willing to spend every penny. They tugged at the corners of their clothes with some regret and muttered: "Oh, it's going to be less?"
Suo Yuanyu and Lady Li Twelve just popped their heads out of the door of the wine shop, then hid in a hurry.
Li Siye turned around and glanced at the wine shop with a cold expression, then squatted down and asked the two of them curiously: "Do you remember the appearance of the murderer?"
The dancing lady shook her head in confusion: "They knocked me out from behind and didn't even see what I looked like?"
Li Siye breathed a sigh of relief: "It's just that I didn't see it clearly." Facing the two ladies' suddenly shocked looks, Li Siye quickly changed his words: "Hey, I didn't see it clearly. It's such a pity. I can't catch the murderer and bring justice for you."
Get justice."
The two ladies stood up and knelt down and said thanks: "Thank you, Ambassador Li, for sending someone back to find us. We are very grateful. As for seeking justice, nothing happened to us. It doesn't matter if we can find the murderer, but we can't."
It doesn’t matter if he’s the murderer.”
"Yes, instead of asking for justice, it would be better to give us a little more money."
"No," Li Siye shook his head very principledly: "We must seek justice, and money matters are not necessary."
Seeing that they could not get any benefits from Li Siye, the ladies took the initiative to go down to change clothes and rest. Li Siye immediately ordered the manager of the wine shop, An, to arrange a habitable room for the two of them.
He returned to the thatched cottage and decided to write a letter to Suotong in Guazhou. First, he asked him to pick up the two young ladies Suo Yuanyu and Li Twelve. Second, he called Suotong to discuss the silk trade.
In the escort business on the road, it is said that people in the same industry are enemies, but it is not impossible to talk, and we can even cooperate and win-win.
It’s just that his calligraphy is too ugly. In the culturally rich Tang Dynasty, poor calligraphy would be ridiculed. It seems that it’s not too late to start practicing now.
He spread out the white linen paper and dipped the pen in the ink. The pen was in the air but could not fall down.
Suo Yuanyu and Li Twelve Niang came to the entrance of the grass hall and saw Li Siye picking up a pen. Suo Yuanyu realized something was wrong and hurriedly shouted: "Li Lang, what are you doing?"
Li Siye put down his pen and said, "I will write to your second uncle in Guazhou and ask him to come and take you two back."
I am really afraid of what will happen.
Suo Yuanyu hurriedly waved her hand and said, "I don't need him to pick her up. We can go back by ourselves."
"Did you solve the problem when you went back?" Li Siye pointed out this point directly: "You came to assassinate me, didn't you go through my family members? They didn't know that I was the one who robbed your business. Congling Shouchou
Is his escort team blocking your suo family's way of making money? Doesn't he want to find a safe way to solve it? "
Suo Yuanyu first pouted in grievance, then waved his hands quickly and said, "There is no need to solve it. If my second uncle knew it was you, he would throw away all the business at home and still not be able to compete with you for profit."
"Look at what he said. Business is business, and favor is favor. We need to distinguish this clearly, and we must discuss it from an equal position... I'd better write a letter and call your second uncle over."
"don't want!"
She walked quickly to Li Siye, raised her chin and said, "I can also represent our Suo family and my second uncle. Whatever you want to talk about, just talk to me."
"Don't make trouble, you are a little girl, what you say doesn't count."
Suo Yuanyu blocked him in shame: "Why do you look down on my wife? Of course I keep my word. Queen Wu has just passed away a few years ago, and you dare to look down on our women?"
Li Siye crossed his arms and laughed: "I don't dare to look down on Lady Suo and Lady Li, nor do I dare to look down on women. But who is the head of the Suo family? Even if you really can make the decision in the future, you are just a junior heir now?
If you want to rise to the top, you have to wait until your second uncle dies."
"Bastard, you just died." Suo Yuanyu waved his small fist as if to hit Li Siye, but he pulled it back midway and put on a sweet smile: "Then what are you going to write in the letter?"
"Of course I just write whatever I have."
"No." Suo Yuanyu pursed her lips and said in a flattering tone: "Don't be in a hurry to write now. Twelve Niang and I came to see you. Actually...it was Twelve Niang who wanted to perform a sword dance for you."
She dragged the expressionless Li Twelve Niang to Li Siye and praised: "Li Twelve Niang's sword dance teacher was Gongsun Gongsun. She started practicing at the age of six. Now her swords are smooth and elegant, and she has the style of Gongsun Gongsun.
Don’t you want to watch it?”
Li Siye has long wanted to see it. Such an opportunity is rare. Gongsun's sword dance is an indispensable part of the art of the Tang Dynasty. Zhang Xu, the grass saint, watched her sword dance and left behind her calligraphy works.
, the painting sage Wu Daozi watched her sword dance and understood the exquisite brushstrokes. Du Fu watched her sword dance and left the famous "Watching Gongsun's Disciples Dance with Swords".
Li Siye could see her disciple Li Twelve Niang's performance with his own eyes, and his trip to the prosperous Tang Dynasty was not in vain.
But looking at Li Twelve's serious face, she seemed reluctant. Li Siye didn't want to force anyone to do anything.
"Forget it, Li Twelve Niang's unique skills can't be appreciated by a rude martial artist like me, and I don't think she is willing to do it."
"Yes, she is willing," Suo Yuanyu pushed her in front of Li Siye again: "Ms. Li Twelve, are you very willing to perform your sword dance for Li Lang?"
Li Twelve bit her lips and nodded reluctantly: "Okay, I'm happy to."
"Yes, Twelve Mother is willing to dance the sword for you, but the letter you write to my second uncle must be written by us."
Li Siye happily agreed, this was Suo Yuanyu's exchange condition.
He immediately went to the room and brought some fine wine from his collection. He knelt down in front of the desk upright, filled a cup and handed it to Li Twelve Niang first. This was a sign of respect for art.
Li Twelve Niang was also unambiguous, took it with both hands, raised her head and drank a full drink. She retreated to the center of the thatched hall, put the red scarf on her shoulders, wrapped it between her arms, and took it from Suo Yuanyu's hand.
The two swords stand tall and calm.
Zheng!
The two swords touched lightly, making a clear sound. The ribbons danced with her arms, and the sword light spun in her hands, turning into two silver streams of light and illuminating the thatched hall. Her figure was like an agile one.
The crane swayed with its Xiapei, as if it had lost its gravity and floated above the Nine Heavens Palace. The thatched cottage where they were no longer looked shabby and scattered, but instead was tainted with a bit of fairy spirit, as if it were a thatched cottage where a reclusive immortal lived.
Li Siye, a common man, also glimpsed the path to art in his fairy-like dancing, and saw the pinnacle of the splendid art of the Tang Dynasty.