Chapter 48： Zangjiaolou (2)

"Zhirui, don't be so restrained, they are all afraid of you." Yang Dejin persuaded.

Xie Zhi looked over quietly, looked at Yang Dejin who was flying the chopsticks in his hands, and looked at the seductive ladies around her.

Like that spider spirit, Yang Dejin is really good at it!

Xie Zhi withdrew her gaze, and replied coldly, "Mr. Don't forget the purpose of our trip." She was not afraid of being found out about her true identity.

Just now these spider spirits rushed in, and when they saw the two of them, they were about to fall on them, Xie Zhi told the spider spirits not to touch her with a cold face.

When Xie Zhi really showed disgust, her smiling eyes were also cold, plus she already had a domineering temperament. A few spiders...cough! The women in the brothel were really a little afraid of this gentle-looking "Lang Jun".

And Yang Dejin is very talented in acting, she always remembers her identity as a benefactor, she persuaded Xie Zhi, and then called those women to her side to comfort her.

Xie Zhi could see clearly, those women looked at Yang Dejin clearly and strangely.

Living in the brothel, the firework girl who relies on her appearance as a performer for a living, most of the time she sees guests who are either obscene middle-aged men, or playboys with a hot temper who put on airs.

Seeing such a gentle and handsome family member, it is inevitable for them to have a good impression of Yang Dejin.

Yang Dejin was not angry when reminded by Xie Zhi's tone, but blinked knowingly, and said, "Remember."

Then she pulled a person over, and this person was the girl whom He Cong often called by name.

"Little lady, let me ask you, when will Mr. He Conghe arrive?" Yang Dejin asked while brushing the other side's hair.

The woman's cheeks flushed suddenly, and she didn't dare to look at Yang Dejin's harmless face, but felt that her ears were burning, and she faltered even when she spoke.

In vain, she is not a new prostitute who has just arrived in Zangjiaolou. How can there be a day when she is too shy to face customers?

"He, Mr. He... He, I don't know too well, sir, you..."

Yang Dejin: "Don't worry, I don't eat people, so speak slowly."

Xie Zhi: "Cough! Cough cough!"

Yang Dejin and the girl in her arms looked over at the same time.

Yang Dejin: "What are you doing? I'm just asking."

The woman sat shyly on Yang Dejin's lap, the two were still so close, Xie Zhi felt uncomfortable no matter how he looked at the scene.

It's just a question, just move your mouth, why use your hands? ?

It's not really here to prostitute!

Yang Dejin looked at Xie Zhi, and then at himself, really feeling weird.

Xie Zhi didn't attract others, he was a real woman here flirting with several other women.

Something is wrong.

Just as he wanted the girl in his arms to get up, the door of the private room was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with a fat body and a beard appeared in front of the door, and two theater-going heads poked out from behind him.

He Cong saw his woman cuddling in the arms of another young boy, and was about to explode when Xie Zhi recognized him as He Cong, so he spoke first:

"Master He, I've been waiting for you for a long time, come in and talk about it." There was nothing wrong with her words, but her tone was uncompromising, with a kind of pressure.

He Cong saw the clothes and conversation of these two people, and knew that a big man had come to his door today. Over there, Yang Dejin coaxed the girls out, and He Cong also asked his two attendants who were watching the theater to leave.

"Who are you?" He Cong raised the hem of his clothes, sat cross-legged across from the young couple, and carefully looked at the two people in front of him.

"Miangui's surname is Yang, and this is my son's good friend, surnamed Xie." Yang Dejin gave a brief introduction and then cut to the chase, "The two of us heard that Mr. He got advice from a holy religion, so we came here to throw stones and ask for directions."

He Cong kept his guard up, and asked back: "The holy religion you two are talking about, is it the Dacheng religion?"

Yang Dejin: "Exactly."

He Cong asked again: "You two want to join the religion?"

Yang Dejin: "Not bad."

The bloated man in front of him suddenly sneered and shook his head self-servingly.

Xie Zhi frowned: "What do you mean?"

He Cong: "Dachengjiao is not a place for youngsters from Wuling to have fun. The two gentlemen should give up their hearts."

Yang Dejin didn't give up: "Why?"

"There are many heroes in the Dacheng Sect, and most of the believers are rich and powerful people. The two gentlemen's families are rich, I can see it, but the Sacred Sect does not recruit dudes."

Yang Dejin wrinkled her eyebrows and thought about it. This seemed to be different from what she had learned. The oracle of the Great Accomplishment Sect could be widely circulated. There must be many ordinary people among its followers.

Or, is someone deliberately hyping?

Xie Zhi said indifferently, "But even Mr. He can enter the holy religion, why can't the two of us?"

He Cong heard the contempt in her words, and immediately got a little annoyed, and retorted: "What's wrong with me? Although I'm not as good as other adults in the church, my piety to the holy religion can be learned from heaven and earth."

Xie Zhi easily followed He Cong's words, and Yang Dejin looked at him with admiration and admiration.

It seems that this He Cong is a genuine believer of the Dacheng Sect, as long as he is trapped, there is no need to worry about finding a breakthrough.

Yang Dejin smoothed things over and said: "Forgive me, Mr. He, he has always been outspoken."

He Cong stood up: "Hmph, I don't have time to play guessing games with you Jiaoliang boys, you two can do it yourself."

Xie Zhi's tone turned cold: "Stop!"

He Cong was really stunned by her, he couldn't take a step for a while, so he had to turn his head and look at the two of them again.

I saw that Yang Dejin still had that cheerful look, blowing the heat from the teacup unhurriedly, as if he couldn't feel the stalemate between the other two.

"My lord, what you need to know is that I am here to make a special trip for my lord." Yang Dejin put down the teacup, folded his hands under his chin, looked at him and said, "My lord also has nowhere to go. I had no choice but to come to you. If you cooperate well, let’s make a friend. If you recommend me, I will give you a reward. If you don’t cooperate well and offend my family, I promise to save even the high priest of the holy religion. Not you."

At the end of Yang Dejin's speech, she lowered her voice, already threatening.

Xie Zhi was a little surprised that a person who usually looked so gentle could still act out such a gloomy appearance.

interesting.

He Cong felt a little nervous, knowing that some people should not be judged by their appearance, and he was afraid that he would accidentally offend some important person, but he did not dare to show his timidity, so he calmed down and asked, "Who is your lord?"

Seeing his attitude, Yang Dejin knew something was going on, but she couldn't really reveal her identity with Xie Zhi. After thinking about it, she whispered in Xie Zhi's ear:

"Hey, did you bring anything that can prove that the backstage is strong without revealing the specific identity?"

Yang Dejin's voice was very low, and the warm breath was mixed with the smell of acacia, all of which hit Xie Zhi's ears, making her a little distracted for a moment.

When she understood what Yang Dejin said, she lowered her eyes and thought about it. The prince's decree must not be taken out, so...

"I don't want to disclose the specific identity of my lord, but may lord He recognize this?" Xie Zhi took out a jade pendant from his bosom.

The warm and translucent red jade is engraved with unicorn and auspicious beasts, and red tassels and pearls are embellished on the bottom.

He Cong was not qualified to go to court, but he heard about Li Zichou's formation of a cabinet. The cabinet ministers rewarded him with a red jade pendant with a unicorn pattern as an honor. There are hundreds of officials in the whole court, and only a few members of the cabinet can wear it.

He Cong was slightly startled, and looked closely at the jade pendant, then at Yang Dejin and Xie Zhi.

Although the cabinet ministers are of different grades, they belong to the emperor's close ministers, and they are definitely the ones who can be curry favor with. The top of these two people is the cabinet minister. Could it be that there is an order from Her Majesty the Queen behind this? !

No, no, if it was Her Majesty the Empress, there would be no need to send someone to squat in the brothel. He Cong thought about it and denied his inner guess.

That should be the private wish of a cabinet minister. If it is a cabinet minister, he can indeed clean himself up easily.

After weighing one or two, He Cong sat down again, cupped his hands and apologized: "He didn't know that the two of you are cronies of important officials in the court, so you offended me so much."

Xie Zhi put the jade pendant back into his arms, Yang Dejin poured a cup of tea for He Cong himself, and pushed it in front of him.

"Your Majesty He is very polite, can you tell me about the Dacheng Sect now?"

He Cong bowed his head: "Naturally."

"To join the Dacheng Church, you need to pay a fee. We call it the Faith Fund, which is divided into the entrance fee for the first admission and the membership fee for each regular meeting.

"But Dachengjiao is not something you can get into by paying.

"The believers selected by the holy religion are either high-ranking officials or noble people with high morals. No matter how bad they are, they must be destined people."

Yang Dejin: "What is a destined person? Tell me in detail?"

He Cong: "The doomed people are some poor people who are suffering from bad luck. They seek Dachengjiao. Out of mercy, the Holy Church accepts them as believers and helps them tide over the difficulties. But there are very few such believers."

Yang Dejin suddenly realized, looked at Xie Zhi, and nodded slightly when he saw him.

The wife of Yin Chengduo of Jingzhao Mansion suffered from dystocia and almost died twice. He is also a third-rank Beijing official, so he is indeed qualified to join the religion.

"Mr. He's position as Imperial Superintendent is not very important in the imperial court." Xie Zhi said suddenly.

"That's because the Pope saw that I have a good character and integrity, so he made an exception to include me." He Cong raised his head as he spoke, looking a little smug.

Yang Dejin silently lowered his head and held his forehead with his palm: "..."

Is the Dacheng Sect's evaluation standard for "good conduct and decent people" too low?

To have a good conduct, one must at least be male, right? !

How can there be a person of good character who visits a kiln? !

—— Yang Dejin, who is not of good conduct, thought so.

He Cong saw that Yang Dejin buried her head and said nothing, and looked at Xie Zhi next to her with some doubts.

Xie Zhi glanced at Yang Dejin, knowing that she was speechless by this He Cong, he felt a little funny, but he ignored her and asked He Cong, "How much is the entrance fee?"

He Cong compared a number: "At least three hundred taels, in cash."

Xie Zhi's eyelids twitched when he heard that.

Yang Dejin didn't have any idea about these numbers, she leaned up to Xie Zhi and asked secretly: "Master Xie, how much is your monthly salary?"

Xie Zhi was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Yueyin's words are less than one hundred taels."

Yang Dejin let out a long sigh, and then said to He Cong, "Your church is quite good at making money."

Obviously you can grab money directly, but you have to establish a religion.

"Money is something outside of the body. For the sake of faith, what is a little money?" He Cong said grandly.

Yang Dejin couldn't bear to see his superstitious and stupid appearance, so he changed the subject and said, "Where do we go to find the holy religion?"

He Cong: "Every month at the end of the year, the Holy Church holds a regular initiation meeting at Wuming Temple outside the city. Protestants will go there. I won't be there. You two have to go there on your own."

At the end of the day, count the date, which is tomorrow.

The time, place, and people are all there, and today I have gained a lot.

Yang Dejin got up: "Thank you, Lord He, for bothering you for a long time, and I will take my leave." After speaking, he reached out his hand to Xie Zhi, trying to pull her up.

He Cong was taken aback, didn't she just say that she would get paid for cooperating with her?

What about the reward? ?

"That...Yang Langjun, my reward..."

Yang Dejin was very surprised: "Didn't Mr. He say that money is something outside the body? I thought you didn't care about this little reward."

He Cong:?

Does he mean that? !

"But..." He Cong still didn't give up, he didn't want to make a loss-making business.

"Xuedai! Youlan! Yingying! Meidie! Come in and serve Mr. He well—" Yang Dejin suddenly yelled towards the door, which startled He Cong.

The voices of the girls answered from a distance outside.

Yang Dejin pulled Xie Zhi and said to He Cong: "Master He, I have already paid for these girls, you can enjoy them! Let's go." After finishing speaking, he opened the door and left without waiting for He Cong to speak.

"Young Master Yang is leaving now?" asked one of the girls who came.

Yang Dejin has always had no resistance to good-looking girls, she replied softly: "Yeah, I had a great time tonight. Yang is lucky to have Youlan smile."

After hearing this, the other party's delicate face was flushed, and even her makeup couldn't cover it.

Xie Zhi: ... Where did Yang Dejin learn these tricks of flirting with women?

"What about Mei Die? Does Mr. Yang not like Mei Die's face?"

"And me, Mr. Yang is biased."

"Yang Langjun, will you come again?"

Xie Zhi: ...

Why did you start to be jealous? This is Pingkang's Qinlou Chuguan, not the emperor's Sangong and Liuyuan.

How could Yang Dejin live a more unrestrained life than the emperor? !

Xie Zhi had some displeasure in her eyes, she looked at Yang Dejin, wanting to see how she would react.

"Like, like, like, okay? My love is equal." Yang Dejin smiled flamboyantly, pushing a few girls inside while talking, "We will definitely meet again in the future, go in first, don't let He Your Excellency is in a hurry."

After dismissing the girls, Yang Dejin and Xie Zhi left Zangjiaolou.

Yang Dejin was now on the street, looking back at the small green lacquered building, and sighed slightly, the slender and exquisite slack just now was completely gone from his face.

Xie Zhi glanced at her: "What? Can't bear it?"

Yang Dejin shook her head, facing Xie Zhi's teasing, she didn't say anything.

Xie Zhi keenly sensed that she was in a bad mood and frowned.

He was obviously full of energy just now, what happened?

Just as I was about to ask, someone came forward.

"My lord."

Yang Dejin: "Send someone to keep an eye on He Cong to see who he has close contact with."

Yinniang: "Humble position, follow orders."

Yang Dejin waved her hand, and Yinniang retreated by herself. She looked back at Zangjiao Tower, and looked around the streets and alleys.

Brilliantly lit and full of streams, this Pingkang Village in the north of Linjing City is still full of people.

The author has something to say:

Xie Zhi (headache): Why would I fall in love with a central air conditioner?

Yang Dejin (innocent): But I just want all women in the world to have a home.

Li Zichou: How many hands, the water is so flat?