Chapter 7, Make a Deal

The door was pulled, but did not move

Jing Hengbo's heart blossomed with joy as she waved her hand, "Yes, yes, hurry up, hurry up!"

It is rare to encounter a woman who can withstand her gaze and still maintain such poise

Where is the person

What a natural beauty this is

However, for Jing Hongbo, who loves excitement, enjoyment, and flamboyance, she would rather be taken away than live in a remote mountain or a dilapidated village. She is determined to choose the most prosperous place, sell her emerald, and first live a life of high society.

The madam's eyes sparkled, even forgetting the deadly weapon of the heel on her neck

With a single high heel, Jing Hengbo kicked him out of two holes

***

Everyone looked up, stunned and speechless

So many people have come, and what they are discussing are offerings; this matter must be significant

What kind of lock is on it? Something is clearly amiss. Jing Hengbo's first thought was—this old fool wants to engage in a black market deal!

Jing Hengbo's eyes, however, showed a hint of agitation, as the sound of pursuing soldiers grew increasingly closer

The old shopkeeper went out and closed the door, but Jing Hengbo did not pay any attention to it

Jing Hengbo looked at this design and found it quite familiar

Jing Hengbo stood there, stunned like a wooden chicken

There is a ghost! The old madam behind let out a scream that seemed to have straightened her neck.

... esteemed officials. ... ... Truly remarkable foresight ... ... indeed, someone has come for the emerald. ... ... Yes, it is indeed a top-quality emerald with a starry sheen ... ... Hmm. ... ... We would never dare to conceal or sell the stolen tribute ... ... The person is already detained in the main hall. ... ... Please proceed ... ...

The old shopkeeper led the way ahead, speaking as his voice drifted over from a distance

She suddenly had an idea. Quickly putting away her shoes, she crouched down and grabbed the old madam by the neck. Amidst the low gasps and screams of the group of women, she swiftly said: "Hey, how about we make a deal?"

Jing Hengbo suddenly made a sharp turn, raising one leg high, hands on her hips, the 10-centimeter pointed heel of her shoe aimed at the old madam's neck: "Go ahead, keep shouting!"

I can't believe it, it's actually right next door

Search the brothel next door first

She headed straight for the most prosperous county town

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Jing Hengbo shook her shoes, smiled charmingly, "When you call, I shake; I cannot guarantee that these heels won't lunge forward and poke you in the neck..."

The snow-white palm, radiant with emerald brilliance, showcases a harmonious interplay of white and green, exhibiting a vivid luster

Dear all, the shop will close early today. The staff came to urge everyone to leave, and after everyone had departed, they put up the shutters

By the way, regarding the emerald gemstones sold by Da Bo in the text, which are tributes, I think I need to explain the plot where the officials and soldiers are pursuing them. This is still related to "Qian Jin Xiao." In "Qian Jin Xiao," the Crown Prince of the Great Yan, Nalan Junrang, devised a scheme to strip the Prince of Jibei of his power. He first dealt with the in-laws of Jibei, the Yao Kingdom, personally leading a group to hunt down the messenger from the Yao Kingdom who sought help from Jibei. The messenger carried the unique starry emerald gemstone of the Yao Kingdom, so anyone possessing the starry emerald gemstone was deemed by Nalan Junrang to be a "thief of tributes," and a secret order was issued nationwide to capture them. Da Bo picked up a few gemstones and foolishly came out, just in time to run into trouble.

Based on Jing Hengbo's years of experience in watching films, the temperament and style displayed in such occasions are ninety-nine percent indicative of a brothel

She should be performing a song and dance now, but she has moved directly behind the stands.

It is precisely to inspire admiration and reverence in others

Ah ... ... "" The sound of astonishment echoed from all directions

Jing and Tu Shu sat there, their skirts being lifted on the left and right, draped over their slender legs. The people coming and going in the pawnshop had their eyes rolling all over the place. A man, as he stepped out the door, kept looking back frequently, only to trip over the threshold and tumble out with a clatter.

The same time

How is it? Valuable, isn't it?" Jing Hengbo was full of pride.

What is the purpose of having a beautiful figure

Behind her, there was a sound of "thud". She turned around and saw a middle-aged woman in a red silk shirt, rolling her eyes and falling to the ground. Trembling, she pointed at her, her eyes filled with terror: "You... you... where did you come from..."

The old shopkeeper's expression changed suddenly, and he hurriedly smiled, saying: "Indeed, it is a fine item. However, one should not flaunt wealth; this place sees many comings and goings, which is rather inappropriate. Miss, may I invite you to move to the back courtyard with me so that we can discuss this matter at length?"

Jing Hengbo smiled as she set down her cup, and with a flourish of her palm, produced an emerald as if by magic

Jing Hengbo smiled sweetly, allowing her to gaze at her. She even deliberately twisted her body, creating tension between her neck and chest, chest and waist, waist and hips, each segment accentuated, presenting a figure that was curvaceous, full of charm, and exuding various postures.

"How is it, shopkeeper?" She was busy dealing with the lecher, and when she looked up, she noticed that the old shopkeeper's expression seemed a bit off

She wants to sneak into the old man's bed and scare him to death

Not to enjoy is to prefer death

... ...

Jing Hengbo secretly thought it was not good; it turned out that this time her teleportation did not move her far, and the pursuers were nearby

I have encountered a black market shop!

The goalkeeper's shadow slowly splits apart with a creaking sound.

The pursuers in the adjacent courtyard swayed their heads, while the spectators outside the curtain shouted fervently. In front of them, the dancer lamented in pain. Jing Hengbo glanced at that dress, that style, and curled her lips: What feathered dance? More like a turkey dance? It's utterly lacking in grace and sophistication!

The screams of several young women could not be contained, yet were overshadowed by the sounds of silk and bamboo from outside

She lowered her head to look at the wooden platform beneath her, at the woman on the platform whose face was pale with fear, her clothing inadequate and her makeup garish, at the various ornate small buildings surrounding her, and then at the men below, all of whom had their mouths agape, their expressions filled with terror

The architectural style on all sides is gaudy, and the young women are dressed in luxurious yet revealing attire. She is currently situated on a viewing platform, with a square of pink gauze stretched in front of her. Within and beyond the gauze, there are women; those outside appear to be dancing. Through the gauze, one can see the men beneath the platform, their expressions lewd and excited, with eyes that are either red or green.

Jing Hengbo rested his chin on his hand, looking joyful, with the corners of his lips raised, a shimmering crimson hue, causing everyone to take a breath of astonishment.

"Oh dear, you useless fools who can't handle anything..." The madam scolded incessantly, while the impatient men below began to stir restlessly. However, Jing Hengbo, who had been listening intently, only heard a large group of people rushing out from the next room.

The young ladies had not yet reacted, their gazes fixed intently upon her

Jing Hengbo jumped onto the chair, looking around outside the window. Not seeing anyone, she pondered the layout of the house—where would the old man's bedroom be?

Jing Hengbo listened and found it reasonable, her palm clenched as she stored the gemstone away. A group of men gazed at her light golden nails, their eyes shimmering with a golden hue. As they watched her enter the back courtyard with the old shopkeeper, they all let out a sorrowful sigh.

Suddenly, a pink gauze curtain was lifted, and a young girl twirled in. Before she could finish her spin, she fell to the ground, rubbing her ankle and exclaiming, "Oh dear mother, hurry and change partners, I’ve twisted my ankle and can’t dance anymore"

Jing Hengbo gracefully extends her long legs for him to see at hetushucom.com, occasionally changing her pose to allow him to appreciate her more comprehensively and specifically

Jing Hengbo peered through the crack of the door and exclaimed, "Goodness, it's locked!"

The young lady... the old shopkeeper, having seen the world, was momentarily taken aback upon seeing her, yet his expression remained composed.

This... what should we do! The madam was taken aback, forgetting the heel on her neck, and quickly instructed a woman in a yellow dress, "Cai Huan, hurry and replace it!"

A fellow with a piece of dog skin plaster stuck on one cheek approached unsteadily, picking up Jing Hengbo's fingers and exclaiming in admiration

After riding a short distance, he saw a village by the roadside. Jing Hengbo dismounted and exchanged his steed with the villagers for an ox cart, as well as for a new long coat, a skirt, and a new headscarf. With the help of a village girl, he changed into these clothes and inquired about the nearby county town before continuing on his journey with the cart.

A quarter of an hour later, she sat at the table and chairs specially prepared for guests in the pawnshop, leisurely sipping tea. The young attendant busily moved around her, occasionally bringing tea and then snacks, his eyes darting around, glancing at her legs clad in black stockings beneath her lifted skirt.

The four members of the research institute, in this situation, Junke might first hide in the mountains, Wen Zhen is likely to settle in the village, while Tai Shi Lan wanders casually, going wherever he pleases

She frowned slightly, contemplating that today was market day in the county town, bustling with activity, unlike the desolate wilderness of before. Moving about in broad daylight like this made her easily noticeable, which could lead to trouble.

Someone will arrive here shortly

The clothing of this dynasty is too ugly! It utterly stifles the innate love for beauty! How can these coarse and shapeless garments conceal her extraordinarily beautiful figure?

After a long while, she arrived at the city of Sanshui nearby. She had already inquired about the location of the pawnshop and went straight there

Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps echoed. Through the window gap, she saw a throng of people approaching, led by the old shopkeeper, followed by a large group of individuals dressed in identical attire: red front-buttoned shirts and black trousers, each adorned with a circular emblem featuring the character "卫" on their chests. They all carried flat, round sticks in their hands

What the heck

The old shopkeeper, walking backward, half-turned and gave a glance to a clerk. The clerk opened the side door and went out

... ...

Jing Hengbo did not notice this and followed the old shopkeeper into the back courtyard. Once they were seated in the flower hall, just as she was about to negotiate the price, the old shopkeeper stood up again, trembling as he said: "My eyesight is failing, I need to fetch a pair of reading glasses to take a closer look. Moreover, your gemstones are of great value, and I also need to gather some silver."

So beautiful... so fair... with skin as smooth as jade... and fingers like shells... truly worth a fortune! How much for the young lady?

The old shopkeeper unlocked the door and pushed it open

At this moment, shouts could also be heard from not far away: "Where are the people? Why are they not visible? They must not have run far; search in the vicinity!"

Mother! The girl named Caihuan was on the verge of tears, saying, "Sister Manyun's Drunken Feather Dress is a new dance, and we haven't learned it yet..."

She waited for someone in the hall. After finishing a bowl of tea, the person still had not arrived. She waited a little longer, feeling a bit urgent, and then opened the door to look for the restroom

The scream of the madam was caught in her throat, sounding like a crowing rooster

The footsteps finally sounded in a hurried manner, and the old shopkeeper personally rushed over from the back office. Jing Hengbo believed that her emerald was a significant business deal and insisted that the staff must invite the shopkeeper to personally assess it.

The madam suddenly paused, scrutinizing her smile, and then looked her up and down once more

Where has this arrived at