Listening to Wan Xueer's tone, it was obvious that this man might be Wan Xueer's backstage. The women in the room were naturally not ordinary people. Wan Xueer was still as handsome as jade, so they couldn't see it.

Bai Minghe smiled a little embarrassedly: "There is no place to stay at home, there are too many guests. There are mostly female guests, and I don't like to deal with customers. But I haven't seen each other for a long time. I want to come to chat with you. It's the truth." Bai Minghe's tone was not like a literati of the Ming Dynasty, but he had some of the white-known cranes in later generations.

Wan Xueer covered her mouth and smiled slightly: "So, I came with empty hands."

"Why would my young master come empty-handed?" Wang Cheng said outside the door, then carried a box with two guards and put it on the ground.

"Young master, the old servant is waiting outside." Wang Cheng was also very relaxed. Piaoxue Tower itself is the territory of the East Factory, and it is very safe. It is also a good thing to take the guards to have a drink and take a break. Wang Cheng knew that Bai Minghe would definitely not spend the night in Wan Xueer's room tonight, but he would not go home either.

Baiminghe has seen this box. There are many similar boxes, each with a number.

Opening the box, Bai Minghe took out a bag with ordinary linen sewn: "I have picked it here in the palace, and the rest. If you don't mind, give it to the white fox as a gift."

That's right, these boxes are all returned from the palace.

It’s not that I don’t want it in the palace, but that Kim Young’s rules are also very strict. What kind of things are left in the palace is a fixed number, and no one dares to leave an extra grain of sand. So the white-name crane is sent in at a quantity of 1 or 2 times. Then the excess will naturally be returned. The difference cannot be said to be worse. It can only be said that the best in the palace has selected away.

These have already fallen into big accounts in the account book, but they do not belong to public accounts.

Usually, it is used in Qinghe’s account books for people from Baiminghe who are close to the east factory to go out for activities. Some things are not needed and can be exchanged for gold and silver.

The white fox just went to arrange the kitchen, and now he came in with tea. He heard Bai Minghe say that he had a gift for him.

"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it!" The white fox stuffed the teacup to Bai Minghe with one hand and grabbed the bag with the other.

A very ordinary burlap bag, but the white fox will not underestimate it. No matter what the bag is, the white fox is very familiar with who the white crane is. He can take out some things and put them in Nanjing City.

On the table, the white fox couldn't wait to pour the heavy Dongchang in the bag on the table.

ah!

The white fox screamed scared many people, but the moment the courtesan stood up, they were also scared. The torn burlap bag was poured out of the bag of cat's eye. How valuable is this thing?

A cat's eye ring face, the size of one cent (ancient zero-point two inches), is sold for at least three hundred taels of silver in Nanjing.

The white fox poured out the smallest one and was also three points, and most of them were pure round, not flat stones for ring faces. The white fox picked up a piece: "This is the legendary golden silk cat's eye stone."

"This part belongs to you, and the rest of the people who see it will be rewarded!" Wan Xueer could see at a glance. How many pieces are there here, enough to give these people a share.

The girls thanked each other, but they were not confused, but ranked according to their identities here. One person, or two or three people came to choose at the same time. Each person would thank each other once and then return to his chair.

Wan Xueer walked to Bai Minghe: "Does this box be given to me, or do you just take bags from the box?"

Is the whole box full of cat's eye stones?

All the girls' eyes were straight.

Bai Minghe shook his head: "Whatever, I don't have any feelings about these things. But I have a gift for you. I'm going to build a new garden for you on the lake island of Xuanwu Lake. We will talk about some details separately. They happened to be there. I'll write a new song and arrange for someone to learn it. I promised a friend to give him a new song."

Wan Xueer did not answer the conversation, but found the directory on the cover of the box and quickly flipped through it to roughly know how valuable this box is.

"Fox, there is a piece of three-color jadeite inside for your sister to find it, and then move the box to your house."

In this box of countless small torn burlap bags, I have to find a stone. It’s a very hard work.

But the courtesans did not think it was hard work. Those who were ranked low were not qualified to come and find it. In the end, even the white fox did not take action. The four courtesans of Qinhuai came to search for it in person. The most precious piece of the whole box of stones was not the three-color jade that Wan Xueer wanted, but a Ceylon color-changing stone.

After the four courtesans took out this stone, they put it aside without taking it seriously.

But Bai Minghe saw it and went over and picked it up.

"Didn't you say you're not interested in stone?"

"No, this piece is different. I put it in the box, but I must have seen it. This stone is called Ceylon gold-green color-changing cat's eye stone, just this one. I didn't want to leave it to my wife, and I gave it to Long Live as a tribute. As a result, the person who received the goods may not know the goods, but just thought it was an ordinary emerald."

The white-name crane is talking about emeralds, but this piece is red at this time.

"This stone has different colors under different lights. It is green during the day, and red under the candlelight. It also has different colors under the moonlight or other lights. If I put this piece on the market, I will at least have to offer a price of five stones of silver."

Wushiyin said this, you don’t need to guess who you are talking.

In the entire Ming Dynasty, who dares to use gold and silver to mark the unit with stones? There is only one person, Bai Minghe, the number one talented man in the Ming Dynasty.

"It's my turn!" Wan Xueer reached out and took it away: "If your wife wants it, you will definitely have a way to get a few more pieces."

"I don't have time this year, I'm going to see next year. It's just a stone. It's easy to talk to Yuan Jun and Huai Yu. You just need not let Qinghe know, she will definitely come to find you." Bai Minghe replied with a smile.

Qinghe came to find her, but Wan Xueer was not afraid, but she liked her very much.

This piece is not small. After cutting, you can make two pendants, four or five ring faces, and then you can just distinguish the lotus.

The white fox sat in the upper head, holding a pen and paper. The white fox said quickly, and the white fox recorded it. Since he had promised to write a song for Xu Yongning, then write a classic song.

Bai Minghe likes martial arts a lot. The only thing he has never really watched the four classics is "Dream of Red Mansions". However, the 87th version of the TV series is really classic, and I have watched it twice. There are many songs in it, which are very classic and the poems are also classic. Bai Minghe picked one of them "The Eyebrow Is Not Waking".

In addition to lyrics and songs, the white-famous crane also comes with a short story.

After reading it, Wan Xueer only said: "It's a pitiful and infatuated person. I'm afraid that the story of the young master is more than this, and it should be excerpted from it. There are more than this song. According to the story of the young master, the person this girl likes should give to another family relative, whom?"

Bai Minghe complained secretly: "Okay, another song. I've been busy recently and have no time to do these things. If I finish writing the twelve songs and accompanying them with the story, I'm afraid I won't have to do anything this year."

The white-famous crane picked a song about Shi Xiangyun's "Sadness in Music"

The lyrics of Dream of Red Mansions were from the Qing Dynasty, and the songs were matched by later generations. So Bai Minghe said: "If the songs are not matched well, you can match them with one more yourself. I think you should be better."

"Another song!" Wan Xueer personally grinds the ink for the white-named He and said, "You song Du Shiniang becomes the master of the Chi Mochou is unattainable in the capital. When I first arrived in Jiangnan, I always have something to show off."

"No, let people know that I will be scolded if I write lyrics for you." Bai Minghe wanted to put down his pen.

Wan Xueer pulled Bai Minghe's hand and put the pen back into Bai Minghe's hand: "No one will scold you. The best poems in the world are all from this place of romance and romance. What's more, you don't care. If you write two more poems, I won't urge you to tell stories, I will wait slowly."

"If I don't talk about this song, I have an interesting song, which is sung in Suzhou dialect, called "Mulan Ci"."

Wan Xueer clapped her hands and stood up five people, and there were seven little girls behind who were still in the apprenticeship stage who had not grown up, all from Suzhou.

Bai Minghe had an inspiration in his heart: "I have a long article about "Shuo Yue", but I can write it to you when I have time."

Wan Xueer smiled slightly. Bai Minghe always had a purpose in doing things, and even if he was here, he would think of big things. He had no time for that story, but he wrote that Yue had time because Prince Yue was naturally different. There was no way to force him anymore. If he forced him down, Bai Minghe would probably be able to deal with it.

Wan Xueer put two poems written by Baiminghe and the newly written Mulan poems on the table, and then took Baiminghe to the back room. She did not explain how to distribute these words, and did not leave any sentences.

This is a place where rules are followed. The big box is still open, and many gems are placed on the table next to it.

No one needs to watch, no one will move.

Similarly, if a few pieces of paper are placed on the table, no one will snatch it.

However, after the most famous Qinhuai courtesans pushed each other, one of them went over and picked it up and looked at it. When it comes to lyrics, it was natural that there was nothing to say. When it comes to music, Bai Minghe's song was already very good, but these four people are actually likely to change this song. After all, the composition of later generations, whether it is the style or artistic conception, is not necessarily suitable for the Ming Dynasty.

What's more, these four have musical levels that are no less than Wan Xueer.

"It's better for the four of us to write a song each." A courtesan suggested. This proposal was quickly recognized by the other three: "It's very good. Let's give them the Mulan lyrics. Whoever composed the best will be the lead singer of Yue in the future."

Of course, there are rules. Wan Xueer left this word to let them divide it themselves. At least the final result of the distribution or the details of the distribution will be told by someone.

Bai Minghe sat in the back hall and raised the topic just now: "I plan to build a new garden for you in Xuanwu Lake. This is not a joke, but it is true." (To be continued)
Chapter completed!