Chapter 179 The romantic affairs of those men of letters!

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Sheng Yin sighed.

Why doesn't he understand the principle of "people are famous for their right and wrong".

If Dieyi really wins the Oiran tonight, then she will become a cash cow for Piaoxiang Garden. Not only will she have to start receiving guests again, but her status will also be very different. It will naturally be even more difficult to redeem herself in the future!

However, Dieyi had to go, otherwise the madam of Piaoxiang Garden would target them, and life would become even more miserable.

Sheng Yin could not imagine the nature of this situation.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing this, Li Hongbi comforted him and said, "Don't worry, as long as your medical skills are in place and we finish the job, things will be much simpler!"

Hearing this, Sheng Yin's eyes suddenly lit up.

This is indeed the truth!

If he can save that noble man, then all the problems will no longer be a problem!

When she thought of this, Sheng Yin regained his fighting spirit and confidence.

"Brother, don't worry, I understand!"

"Brother, I will never let you down!"

When Mei Wanyan saw this, she was keenly aware that these two guys were plotting something big.

But since Li Hongbi didn't want to take the initiative, she wisely didn't ask any more questions.

Because she believes that her sweetheart will not make mistakes without aim.

"You haven't explained clearly why men like visiting brothels!"

Li Hongbi squeezed her little hand and said with a smile: "The problem lies in this arranged marriage."

"The reason why these literati like to visit brothels is because women from good families under traditional ethics basically don't have much interest in culture and art other than carrying on the family line. To them, their wives are more like tools than living people."

"Especially for their wives, most of them were ordered by their parents and the matchmaker. They suddenly got married and had children without any emotional foundation. It is difficult to have a common language after marriage. At most, they can only treat each other with the same eyebrows and respect each other as guests. But such a life is difficult. What’s the point?”

"Under the ethical education that "a woman's lack of talent is a virtue", normal women can be said to be illiterate, do not understand poetry and painting, cannot sing or compose, and even playing with silk and bamboo, raising flowers and birds are falsely accused of being immoral and corrupt. Morality, even well-educated women from wealthy families must not have too much knowledge, otherwise it will harm morality. If a girl misses her husband-in-law and reads a love poem, it is a treasonous thing."

"These girls who have been doing needlework all year round rarely see any strange men except their own fathers and brothers. In this environment, how do they know about romance? Even if they break through the barriers of the world and want to be romantic, they don't know how. Go to Lang, if you do anything out of the ordinary, you will be severely reprimanded!"

"Such girls learn the three obediences and the four virtues before marriage. After marriage, apart from bowing their heads and obeying their husbands and parents-in-law, they really can't find anything to be proud of. If their husbands are farmers with their legs stuck in the mud, then that's not the case. That’s all, but literati with an artistic and romantic flair simply can’t stand it.”

"Just imagine, facing such a wife who has no feelings, no poetry, no sense of romance, and a self-proclaimed scholar, getting along with them is like playing the piano to a cow, saying more than a few words without speculation, how can you endure it? Woolen cloth?"

Mei Wanyan was dumbfounded. She never thought that the "feudal arranged marriage" that her sweetheart called "feudal arranged marriage" would still have these problems.

But why, her parents get along very well, and their relationship is very good!

"These literati were influenced by the Confucian spirit of worldliness and have always had the sentiment of benefiting the world and the lofty sentiments of scholar-bureaucrats who want to create peace for all generations. However, women with the "three obediences and four virtues" find it difficult to understand this sentiment and cannot communicate this complex emotion with their husbands. , many scholars who have unrecognized talents and unfulfilled ambitions want to find the opposite sex to express their feelings, gain sympathy and recognition, and also want to get some comfort to heal their wounded hearts. Wives or concubines with traditional ideas do not have this ability, so Who should these men of letters complain to?”

Mei Wanyan's eyes lit up, and she blurted out in an instant: "A brothel girl!"

"That's right, it's a brothel girl!" Li Hongbi said with a smile.

"The wives at home don't understand poetry and painting, and the wives at home don't understand talents, but the beauties in the brothel do. These brothel girls are just learning this to make money. They are proficient in poetry, songs, music, chess, calligraphy and painting. After all, this is what people eat.”

"In order to cater to the literati and gentry class, or to put it bluntly, in order to please these literati, they must have good looks and unparalleled talents. In appearance, these girls must be beauties. This is the most basic requirement. Otherwise, no matter how good her singing and dancing skills are, no one will pay attention to her. In terms of talent, she is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, can dance all kinds of dances, can write lyrics and rhymes, can write calligraphy, and can draw plum blossoms. Zhuju... In short, if you want to be the object of admiration by thousands of people, you must be a beautiful artist, and the kind of beautiful artist who is considerate."

"So literati can not only make up for the love lost in traditional marriages with brothel girls, talk about the ups and downs of the official career, and express inner ambitions, but because the cultural qualities of both parties are similar, it is easier for Qing courtiers to understand literati's works and interact with them , this kind of spiritual pleasure gave rise to the creative desire of literati, and they can also get creative inspiration here and write masterpieces for generations to come. Therefore, their significance in satisfying the physical needs of literati is not so important, but in satisfying literati. The role of the aesthetic taste and cultural sentiment of the poets became extremely important. These noble men provided spiritual pleasure and comfort for the literati and poets, and brought lingering aesthetic expectations. This is the true reason why the literati of all dynasties loved prostitutes. reason."

"For example, the poet Li Taibai" occasionally brought prostitutes from Zhaoyang and Jinling with him, and his traces were similar to Xie Kangle's, whose world name was Li Dongshan. The beautiful concubine on the horse will be welcomed by the two thousand stone suburbs. She will drink several buckets of wine. When she is drunk, she will dance in the waves of the Qinghai Sea with cinnabar." She will travel with the beautiful prostitute on the horse."

"For example, the poet Bai Juyi and Zhang Shangshu's singer Panpan fell in love with each other, and they also had a close relationship with Xue Tao and Liu Caichun, one of the four most talented women in Li and Tang Dynasties."

"For example, Liu Yong, a talented and romantic man, would rather "exchange his name for a shallow cup of wine and sing in a low voice." Famous works such as "The Bell in the Rain" and "Die Lian Hua" were all written for brothel prostitutes."

"Another example is Zhang Xian, a famous poet in the former Song Dynasty who said that "a pear tree weighs begonias". Even more so. Even after he was over eighty, he still hunted for beauties, had secret meetings with nuns, and took concubines in his old age."

"Even Sima Guang, a great scholar of the former Song Dynasty who was always serious and rigid, often invited famous prostitutes to keep him company. There are many famous ancient temples in Luoyang, including the Water Bamboo Grove Pavilion. The old men have white eyebrows and are very handsome. Every time there is a banquet, people watch them. ""

Mei Wanyan frowned when she heard it, but Sheng Yin listened with interest.

The famous poet of the Song Dynasty was really a ruthless person. He still kept concubines when he was over eighty years old. He could be described as "a pear tree weighing down a begonia".

There is also the former Song Dynasty scholar Sima Guang. A group of young prostitutes accompanied a group of old men with white beards. What an ironic and contrasting ridiculous scene. After all, they are also literati and doctors, don't they know how to save face?

Gee, that’s really eye-opening!

"So, this kind of sentiment that accompanies sensuality but transcends sensuality is what we often call literati and prostitutes!"

"Prostitution is a tradition, a culture, and a spiritual pursuit..."

Li Hongbi raised his arms and shouted, wanting to clear up the prostitute's name.

As a result, he soon couldn't speak any more, because Mei Wanyan was staring at him with an evil look.

"Ahem...Xiaowan, I'm just saying that out of emotion. I will never sleep with a prostitute again...No, I have never slept with a prostitute..."

Hearing this, the beauty smiled like a flower, then skillfully reached out her hand and pinched Li Hongbi's waist hard. The pain was so painful that someone grimaced and begged for mercy.

"This is the method my mother gave me, and it will cure you bad guys!"

Mei Wanyan said coquettishly and rolled her eyes at Li Hongbi angrily.

At this moment, there was a burst of cheers from the audience.

Sheng Yin also exclaimed: "Dieyi is on stage!"

When Li Hongbi and Mei Wanyan heard this, they stopped fighting and immediately looked towards the stage on the first floor.

I saw Cheng Dieyi walking onto the stage in plain clothes and holding a pipa.

He looked so weak and pitiful.