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?Pay the money for the tea enclosure, enter the yard, and there are seven or eight guests sitting in the charcoal-burning room, drinking tea and chatting, in full swing.
Six dancers in colorful dresses danced gracefully in light gauze skirts, twisting their slender waists and plump buttocks.
Xu Qi'an scanned around, but he didn't see the oiran lady who was a lady outside and flirtatious on the bed.
?Da Chawei is not all drinking orders, there are also programs such as listening to music and watching dances. And the oiran lady does not appear every time to accompany the guests.
Similarly, guests also need "free space". Drinking orders are interesting, but they are not conducive to exchanging private affairs.
Some guests come in groups, drink flowers and wine here, and connect with each other. At this time, a little freedom is needed to let them play by themselves.
The three of them were seated, Song Tingfeng shrugged, squinted his eyes and smiled: "It seems that Miss Fuxiang doesn't plan to come out to accompany guests tonight."
Xu Qi'an asked: "Why do you say that?"
Song Tingfeng explained: "The time for tea gathering is limited. Generally speaking, a group of guests stay here for an hour at most, and they either continue the next table or leave.
And it takes almost an hour to drink wine and have fun. "
That is to say, our group is no longer playing drinking orders, so of course the floating fragrance will not appearWhy do you know the rules of the Jiaofang Division so well, so you don't miss itXu Qi'an nodded, It means that you have learned something new.
After a dance is over, the maiko takes a short break.
A young man in a light blue Confucian shirt got up, raised his cup, and looked around: "Is Young Master Yang Ling there?"
He asked three times in a row, but no one answered, so he sat down disappointed.
At the next table, a middle-aged man dressed as a rich man asked curiously, "Brother, who is this Yang Ling?"
"Sparse shadows and slanting water, clear and shallow water, dark fragrance floating in the moon and dusk." The young man in light blue Confucian shirt raised his chin slightly: "Have you heard it?"
"I have a little impression." The middle-aged man dressed as a rich man recalled for a moment.
"Of course, as soon as this poem came out, it was called by today's scholars as the quatrains chanting plum blossoms through the ages. Even you people should have heard of it." The young man in a Confucian shirt raised his head proudly: "Only A good sentence that only we scholars can make."
The middle-aged man dressed as a rich man wondered: "Why is the young master looking for someone here?"
During the conversation between the two, the drinkers beside them also stopped chatting and listened attentively.
"Because this eternal swan song came out in Yingmei Xiaoge. This poem was given by Mr. Yang Ling to Miss Fuxiang. It uses plums to describe people and complement each other. It is really a beautiful thought."
"It's no wonder Yingmei Xiaoge has so many patrons lately, and it's no wonder Miss Fuxiang always doesn't show up."
"That's right, I heard that Miss Fuxiang doesn't accompany guests easily."
"Sparse shadows and slanting water, clear and shallow water, dark fragrance floating in the moon and dusk Such a beautiful poem, I really want to see the girl Fuxiang, and that gifted scholar."
Hearing this, the young man in the light blue Confucian shirt sighed wryly: "Mr. Yang only appeared once in the Jiaofang Division, and there was no news. The Imperial College sent people to Changle County School to look for him, but there was no such person."
"There is such a strange thing!" Everyone was shocked.
The young man in the light blue Confucian shirt said helplessly: "I come to Yingmei Xiaoge every day just to wait for him. Not only me, all the students in the capital want to make friends with this person."
Song Tingfeng tutted his tongue and said: "This is great, Miss Fuxiang is no longer a woman we can covet."
Zhu Guangxiao also sighed.
Did I inadvertently drive up the AC price? Xu Qi'an lowered his head and drank his tea with a guilty conscience.
Song Tingfeng looked at his new colleague and said, "It's a pity that you are good at solving crimes, but you can't write poems. If you can write an ancient quatrain like Yang Ling, Miss Fuxiang will be willing to post it."
"Upside down?!" Xu Qi'an discovered Huadian.
"You say that the romantic affairs between prostitutes and poor scholars are rumored out of thin air? Poor scholars can occasionally write good sentences and give them to prostitutes, and she will be worth a lot. This is a good thing for mutual benefit, and those who are young and famous Scholars are even more the object of flattery among prostitutes.
"Don't say you don't want money, you are willing to pay back. Ziyang Layman of Yunlu Academy was quite talented in poetry back then. After winning the first prize, he stayed in the Jiaofang Division for three months without paying any money." Song Tingfeng said .
Zhu Guangxiao nodded in affirmation.
Song Tingfeng found that his new colleague was dumbfounded, as if he had been greatly shocked, and as if he had heard exciting news, his breathing became short of breath.
A maid who served the guests to drink left the table in a hurry, stared at Xu Qi'an for a few seconds, showing a frenzy?He also became a master of Confucian eighth rank!
Xu Qi'an was pleasantly surprised, "What's so special about Confucian scholars who cultivate themselves?"
The corner of Xu Xinian's mouth twitched: "Where righteousness lies, even though there are tens of millions of people, I will go."
At this moment, Xu Qi'an's heart was full of pride, and he burst out with the courage to face thousands of troops alone.
This inexplicable courage lasted for a quarter of an hour before slowly dissipating.
"Self-cultivation is a process of sharpening one's courage. Confucian scholars in this realm are convincing in every word and deed. For example, my eldest brother just now felt that what I said was reasonable, so he would unconsciously follow suit. You are bad."
No, I am relying on real skills, you are relying on cheating! Xu Qi said with peace of mind.
This is equivalent to a courage buff, the rudiment of the way to speakXu Qi'an's eyes lit up, and he looked at his second uncle. The former said: "Farewell to the old, big brother treats you well"
"Get out!" Xu Xinian left without waiting for him to finish speaking.
A vulgar warrior
Xu Qi'an went back to his small courtyard and took a nap.
Suddenly, he woke up inexplicably, and the source of his alarm was the small jade mirror hidden under the pillow.
On the jade mirror surface, a line of small characters appeared:
[Jiu: Where are you? ¡¿
ps: Seeing the word count in this chapter, you should be able to understand why the update is late.
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