But She’s So Charming

The capital city in May coincided with the unpleasant rainy season. The ticking sound of rain on the red bricks made it an endless noise day and night.

It was twilight. Before Gu Jiuniang sat up, she vaguely heard the congratulations from the young man outside.

Gu Jiuniang put on her clothes unhurriedly, and slowly opened the door. I looked up and saw a box of fine pineapple.

A few big characters were written on the box impressively-Cheng An Bo Mansion.

Gu Jiuniang raised her eyebrows and said to the maid on the side: "Is the person from Cheng'an Bo's man here just now?"

"Back to Jiu Niang, these objects were all sent by the little servant of Cheng'an Bo's Mansion. The little servant said, I hope Jiu Niang is not too small, and some gifts are not yet ready. I will send someone to deliver it again by this time tomorrow. Come. And also said, Cheng Amber specially left a word for you."

"Oh? What are you talking about?"

"Cheng Anbo said, if we can meet a woman in advance before the pavilion banquet, we will double today's gift money to you."

Gu Jiuniang snorted without saying a word.

She has long been used to hearing such high-sounding words.

These dignitaries are the most adept at squeezing people's hearts, saying that they will be given away tomorrow, and they don't want to use this method to measure her appetite! There are too many people who want to see Tang Wu. Is that what he can see if he leaves a word?

Who is Tang Wu?

She is the eldest girl of Jun Mengyuan, a cash cow whom Gu Jiuniang has carefully raised for four years!

If you really told him to see Tang Wu, it would be like lifting the veil of the peach blossom garden in front of everyone. Without the sense of mystery, the price would naturally not rise.

Gu Jiuniang raised his hand, gently stroked the broken hair on both sides, twisted the waist, and whispered softly: "Now, send someone to reply to the young man, just say Jiuniang I can't move Jun Meng. Yuan’s rules can only wait for your uncle’s good news."

The ceremony is accepted, but no one will see it.

There are not many places in the capital of fireworks.

There is a gentle girl in Xiangsi Pavilion in the front, and an eternal tune of ascending to the sky in the back. All of them are the perfect places for the powerful and powerful of the capital to dream of holding warm fragrance.

But none of these fireworks places can be compared with Junmeng Garden.

But if you want to talk about why this Jun Mengyuan has become a place that even the government dare not move easily, then you have to talk about the master's ability of doing business in Jun Mengyuan.

The restaurants nearby all wanted to hang their girls on the tower and let them pick them, but she did the opposite and hid all her girls.

In the words of Gu Jiuniang, Jun Mengyuan can enjoy the moon, recite poems, listen to music, and cover up, but it will not open another wing room for anyone.

When such a rule came out, many people sneered at it.

But no one thought that the more this happened, the more prosperous Junmengyuan's business would be, and even the price of a plate of peanuts would be sold out three times as high.

When the lights were brightly lit at night, many scholars in the capital began to shake their heads and sigh.

They sigh in this world, true elegance is worthless, but fake elegance is hard to find.

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After the people around him withdrew, Gu Jiuniang slowly opened Cheng Anbo and sent the box.

She rubbed her slender and cocooned fingers back and forth on the gold in the box, recalling what her sister said to her when she was dying.

She said, Jiuniang, in the capital, it's useless to have money. If you have no power to rely on, you will always have to live on the cliff...

How could Gu Jiuniang not know this truth?

So she desperately sent her girls to the back homes of the powerful, but what happened? They either died or were sold by the mistress.

It was too difficult to find a beauty and good methods, so she could only buy girls everywhere, thinking about training from scratch.

Gu Jiuniang remembered very clearly that the day when the trafficker sent Tang Wu here, it happened to coincide with the rainy season. As soon as the sack was untied, the good girl in it barely showed half of her face. Before she came and took a closer look, she couldn't help but breathe in air-conditioning.

She still remembers the timid and seductive little eyes.

The trafficker in Suzhou didn't lie to her. It was indeed a rare and best product.

When Gu Jiuniang looked at the girl, it was an accurate look. She can see the skin through the Chinese clothes as well as the bones through the skin.

Eyes, nose, lips, teeth, chest, hips, waist and legs.

Only when the items are all Grade A, can they truly be in the eyes of Gu Jiuniang.

And this down-and-out beauty happens to be the first class of the first class.

After that day, this Tang Wu from Suzhou became a jade who Gu Jiuniang held in her palm for fear of falling. Whoever comes is untouchable and unobtrusive.

Gu Jiuniang treats Tang Wu as a "pearl in the palm", and it hurts to say that his mother is not too much to her daughter. On that day, the exquisite meals, the dazzling gold and silver jadeites. When I didn't know it, I really felt that she was a young lady from a big family.

Gu Jiuniang leaned on the imperial concubine couch, closed her eyes and concentrating, recalling the bit by bit she paid for four years. She dropped her slender index finger on the desk beside her, tapped twice, and slowly said to the outside of the door: "Ning Zhi, go and call Wuer for me."

Everything at the moment is as smooth as Gu Jiuniang expected, but she knows that the more this juncture is, the more she has to keep an eye on Tang Wu.

She paid too much for this pavilion banquet, and Jun Mengyuan was already on the cusp of the storm. She absolutely can't tolerate a slight mistake, and she will never allow anyone to dare to destroy her Gu Jiuniang's golden signboard.

Without a cup of tea, Gu Jiuniang heard a soft knock on the door.

"Juniang, Wu'er is here."

Gu Jiuniang liked Tang Wu's voice the most. Gu Jiuniang often teased her. She said that if Tang Wu's voice was willing to call "Master" twice, she would be willing to dig it for fear of a man's heart and liver.

Gu Jiuniang smiled and motioned for her to come in.

Tang Wusheng is extremely beautiful, the world often says that the beauty is in the bone but not in the skin, but she happened to occupy the difference. A tender pinch on her small face can produce water, and her waist is unbearable to hold her hands. When she was born, she was closely connected with the three words of restlessness.

Restless, restless.

But with such a restless face and restless body, God added a pair of extremely pure eyes to her like a stroke of magic.

When she looks at you, the water is shining, and she looks forward to brilliance, clear and translucent like an elk. No need to red eyes, it already makes people feel love and pity, and they can't bear to emphasize the words.

She seemed to knead the beauty and charm of this world just right together.

Gu Jiuniang beckoned Tang Wu affectionately as usual, then patted the bed, and said softly: "Wuer, come here."

At this moment, Tang Wu looked at Gu Jiuniang's intimacy towards him, with mixed feelings in his heart.

She knew what Gu Jiuniang did for her, and she knew her identity at all times, but she couldn't stop panicking at the thought that she might be sent to that romantic Cheng Anbo's arms.

Everyone knows the girl in Hua Alley, and Cheng Anbo’s Mansion cannot go to it, because there was a girl who died there.

In the capital, the pickles in the back houses of the powerful and powerful are like the most eye-catching bridges in the theater. Cheng Amber went to Yangzhou to buy a thin horse on the front foot, and the news on the back foot spread to various places.

Rumor has it that Cheng Anbo spoiled the beauty of Yangzhou, and even sent several rooms of concubine for her.

But just when everyone thought that this lavish lover in Beijing was going to change his temper.

This beauty has died away.

If people are killed, things will not end well.

But it happened that Amber claimed to have passed away from illness, and the deeds were all in his hands. In the end, he had to leave it alone.

But compared to the sad death of the beauty, what is really frightening about this is that when the girl was carried out, she didn't even get the least dignity.

Carrying her two old women, they rolled and rolled them with straw curtains, but they still failed to cover the blood stains between the legs during the burial, and the golden bead chain that was half hidden in the body and half exposed outside the body...

Thinking of this, Tang Wu's face turned pale, and the golden beans were ready to come out.

"Yo, yo, which one is singing today, tell Jiuniang, who provokes us?" Gu Jiuniang stretched out her arm and pulled Tang Wu to his side.

Tang Wu is very clear, there are some things that can't be said clearly, it is a taboo to inquire about the official guest, even she is no exception.

"The banquet in the pavilion is right in front of you, Wu'er is reluctant to part with Jiuniang." The voice was soft and thin, just like a milk cat that Gu Jiuniang once raised, and it was extremely affectionate.

"You girl, just relax. Jiuniang will choose a good home for you, huh?"

Pick a good home?

Tang Wu felt that she herself was like an object. Everyone knew that she was available for the higher price, so how could she choose?

In fact, it wasn't how high her heart was, but she just couldn't agree with Jiuniang's good home in her heart.

Is it true that Cheng Anbo, with a group of wives and concubines, can be her good home, or the old man in the coffin of the King's family in Beijing can be her good home?

Tang Wu suppressed the thousand-hundred-sentence answer in his heart, lowered his eyebrows and said, "Wuer naturally believes in Jiuniang."

Gu Jiuniang hadn't seen anything in these years, Tang Wu's subtle expressions, she knew what was going on right away. Immediately after he gave a cold snort, he raised his tone and said, "Why, is it possible that you still think of the treasurer of Jinyu Pavilion and want to be the wife of the treasurer in his mouth?"

Tang Wu couldn't help but shake when she heard about Xu Duo.

She didn't know how many ministers Gu Jiuniang had under her skirt. But she knew that if she really dared to have something to do with Xu Duo, Gu Jiuniang would indeed have the ability to peel his skin.

Tang Wu quickly shook his head, biting her lips and said softly: "Juniang, how dare Wuer have such an idea? This is really wrong!"

As soon as the voice landed, Gu Jiuniang lost a smile when he was provoked by Tang Wu's phrase "injustice".

Co-authoring the tricks that she taught this girl personally made her use herself instead.

The sound is as its name, charming and moving.