The painting studio crossed the stone arch bridge and stopped by the stone steps beside the bridge.
Yang Anxuan followed Yin Dun up the stairs, and a three-story tall building behind the stone flat stood in front of him.
Red lanterns hang under the eaves, outlining the cornices and reflecting the flowers and plants in front of the lawn into an auspicious red.
Through the light, you can clearly see the plaque in front of the building - "Yiqiu Building", and the sound of piano and music can be heard from the building.
On the railings of high-rise buildings, several enchanting women leaned on the railings and waved their fans to greet passers-by.
Stepping into the building following the frolicking crowd, there is a spacious hall. In the middle is a stage, on which several women wearing thin gauze tops are dancing to the sound of silk and bamboo.
There are couches and mats all around, and men wearing crowns, hats, and rich clothes are drinking happily, laughing loudly, or watching songs and dances accompanied by maids. The sky is filled with laughter and laughter.
A beautiful woman came over to greet her. The fragrant breeze filled her nostrils, her figure was swaying, and she said with a sweet smile: "Mr. Yin, if you don't come, Madam Yuehua will be lovesick."
The words were sweet and soft, making people feel itchy in their hearts. Hu Yuan felt his heart trembling and couldn't help but swallow.
The woman's eyes flickered, she glanced at the faces of Yang Anxuan and Hu Yuan, and said with a chuckle: "It's rare for these two young men to dare to ask their names."
Yin Dun smiled and said: "Ms. Zhou, these two are stupid friends. One is Yang and the other is Hu. Is Miss Yuehua free?"
Madam Zhou was filled with blessings, and Yang Anxuan and Hu Yuan returned the favor.
"Miss Yuehua happens to be free. Besides, Master Yin is here. Even if Yuehua is not free, she will still postpone the social activities and specially receive Master Yin." Mrs. Zhou pursed her lips and smiled charmingly.
"Young masters, please." Mrs. Zhou took the lead and walked towards the stairs. When she went upstairs, her waist twisted and swayed, which made Hu Yuan fascinated.
Going straight to the third floor, she lifted up the bead curtain in front of the door on the east side. Madam Zhou looked inside and said with a smile: "Yuehua, Mr. Yin, whom you think about day and night, has come to see you."
A voice of surprise came from the house, and a clear female voice sounded, "Master, please come into the house and wait for a while. Yuehua will freshen up and meet you soon."
Stepping into the house, the floor is covered with mats and carpets, with gorgeous patterns, and a faint fragrance lingers in the nose, making the heart feel quiet.
A dozen lights on the bronze lampstand illuminate the room brightly. There is a red sandalwood table under the carved window lattice on the west, and a Yao Qin is placed on the table.
Pictures of ladies and pipa hang on the east wall. In a few vases of flowers in the corner of the room, pink peach blossoms become more and more gorgeous under the light.
The light yellow gauze curtain hangs low, and there are figures inside. It should be Miss Yuehua who is dressing up.
Madam Zhou invited Yin Dun and others to sit down while the maid served tea. After a while, the wine and food were put on the table, a dazzling array of things to see.
The maid lifted up the gauze curtain, revealing a long pale yellow skirt. Under her cloud-like hair, she had a fair and delicate face. She was pretty and charming, and she looked like she was no more than sixteen or seventeen years old.
Yuehua walked up to Yindun and bowed down before her. She said in a sweet voice, "Yuehua has met the young master. The young master has not been here for a long time."
His face was exquisite, his eyes were full of emotion, and he seemed to have infinite resentment. Even if he wasn't looking at himself, Yang Anxuan felt his heart beat.
Yin Dun smiled bitterly and said: "My father is very strict and does not allow Yu to go out at night. I am able to come today thanks to Brother Yang Xian. Yuehua, don't you always ask about the author of "Farewell"? This is Young Master Yang."
Yingying's eyes followed Yin Dun's fingers, and she heard a voice of surprise and joy, "Ah, it turned out to be Young Master Yang. The slave family has heard Young Master Yin mention it many times and has longed for him for a long time."
He moved to Yang Anxuan's banquet and knelt down at the banquet. The jade hand picked up the wine glass and poured it in. She held the glass in both hands and handed it to Yang Anxuan. She said softly: "Sing "Farewell" to a close friend. The sunset is the love of an old friend."
This woman cleverly connected the song "Farewell" with Yang Anxuan's farewell poem to Yin Dun, which shows her intelligence.
Yang Anxuan laughed, took the glass and drank it in one gulp.
Yin Dun was quite proud of himself. With the help of a song and a poem, he came to Beijing less than half a year ago and his reputation gradually became known.
The song "Farewell" that I played at the Yiqiu Tower that day shocked everyone and attracted the attention of Miss Yuehua.
Some people evolved the flute music into Qinyin and Xiao music, which became a piece of music often played in the pavilion to say goodbye.
At an elegant gathering, he recited the poem "Send off my friend Yin Dun to Jiankang", which immediately attracted everyone's attention. Therefore, when playing "Farewell", most of the time one has to recite "The Love of an Old Friend at Sunset".
"Yuehua, play "Farewell" and sing "Send off friend Yin Dun to Jiankang", let An Xuan taste it and give you some advice." Yin Dun said with great interest.
Yuehua got up and went to the west window, bent down at the desk and played the piano. The "dong dong" sound was long and lingering, like the spring breeze blowing on the sleeves, and the meaning of parting was like the growth of spring grass, which was indifferent and melancholy.
Playing the song for the second time, Yuehua sang softly: "Green mountains cross Beiguo, green waters..."
Yang Anxuan didn't expect that the song "Farewell" could be sung with "Zebra Cry", but the poem and music were similar, so it was quite pleasant.
After the song, Yin Dun applauded and praised: "Yuehua's piano skills have become more and more exquisite. This song "Farewell" directly touches the heart, and "Xiao Xiao Ban Ma Ming" is sung again and again, which makes people sigh."
Hu Yuan finally found a chance to interrupt and praised repeatedly: "The music is good, the song is even better, it's pleasant to the ear, and it's nice to listen to."
Yin Dun stood up and poured wine, brought it to Yue Hua, and said with tenderness: "Yue Hua, after your performance of "Farewell", you will be able to overpower the other females and win the title of Oiran."
Yuehua held the cup in one hand and plucked away the hair hanging from Yun's temples with the other. She said with a smile on her pretty face: "I would like to lend you my good advice."
She covered her face with her sleeves and drank all the wine in the glass. A blush spread over her face, making her look even more charming and charming. Yin Dunchi looked at the charming moonlight, clearly trapped in it.
Yang Anxuan noticed that Yuehua seemed shy and charming, but her movements were not hurried and slow, and she was just right and charming. The girl's emotions were probably rehearsed.
I sighed secretly in my heart, this prostitute girl is really good at seducing people, my eldest brother is fascinated by He, and Brother Kanyin is also fascinated by this moonlight.
The bead curtain was lifted, and a pretty figure appeared at the door. The golden hairpin swayed in her high bun, and a delicate voice sounded, "Is Sister Yuehua in the house?"
Her eyes swept over everyone's faces, and the woman smiled and said: "Sister Yuehua, I just heard you playing the piano and singing. It was really nice. Mr. Yu in the slave's house heard it and wanted to ask her to play a song for him. I don't know if she is willing. Do you want to move?"
It is the Xu Zheng hour, the busiest time in the brothel. The box is only hung with a bead curtain, but the door is not closed, and the sound of singing, dancing and music can be heard from inside the house.
If someone is moved by the music in the house and invites them, it is an honor for the performer and it is also a good thing to make a name in the brothel.
However, Yuehua and Yuling are both red cards in Yiqiu Building. They live opposite each other and fight openly and secretly to be the leader of the building.
In recent months, Yuehua has temporarily gained the upper hand with the help of the "Farewell" song and poem taught by Yindun. Yuling came to invite her, most likely with evil intentions.
Yue Hua smiled and declined politely: "Sister Yu Ling, Mr. Yin is here today. Yue Hua can't excuse me, so I would like to ask Sister Yu Ling to explain something to Mr. Yu."
Yu Ling pursed her lips and smiled, bowed Yingying, and walked away with her skirt fluttering.
Yuehua came to Yang Anxuan, knelt down and asked for advice: "Master Yang, I heard Master Yin say that you made the music and lyrics. I wonder if there is something wrong with Yuehua's playing and singing?"
The fragrant wind floats, and the white greasy skin on the chest is looming, and the beautiful eyes are like water, with rippling waves of charm.
Yang Anxuan thought to himself, no wonder Brother Yin was so confused, this woman is a disaster. He smiled and said, "Miss Yuehua's playing and singing made Yang feel like he was listening to fairy music. It was simply wonderful. Yang was already intoxicated, so there is nothing wrong with her."
Yuehua noticed that although Yang Anxuan's face was smiling, his eyes were as clear as before, and he was obviously not tempted by her.
He straightened up and bowed down with a smile. Yuehua said softly: "Young Master Yin often mentions Mr. Yang and praises him for his unparalleled poetic talent. I shamelessly want to ask Mr. Yin to write a new poem for you. I am playing and singing in the building. Promote the reputation of the young master.”
In Yuehua's view, Yiqiu Tower was a famous prostitute building by the Qinhuai River. As a red card in the building, countless scholars and princes came to listen to him playing the piano and singing, and wished he could sing their poems to become famous. When Yang Anxuan came to Jiankang for the first time, he was willing to make a name for him, which he definitely wanted.
Yang Anxuan frowned. It was his first time meeting Yuehua. This woman seemed a little confused about how to advance and retreat. He had the idea of using the brothel to build momentum, but how could he be so rash as to who he could rely on?
Yin Dun spoke to help from the side: "An Xuan, Yuehua is Brother Yu's confidante, and I hope you can help me."
It seems that Yin Dun was quite confused by Yue Hua. It's no wonder that Yin Dun is only nineteen years old, which is the age when he was young and Mu Ai. He is not as hard-hearted as he was in two lifetimes.
Just as he was thinking about how to refuse, the bead curtain at the door of the house was rolled up randomly, and several people broke into the house.
The leader wears a gauze crown and a white brocade robe with flashing dark patterns, which is extremely luxurious.
Yu Ling's voice came from behind him, sounding anxious, persuading, and encouraging, "Mr. Yu, you are too impatient. Sister Yuehua has guests here."
Mr. Yu gently shook his feather fan, without looking at Yang Anxuan and others, he stared at the moonlight and said with his hands in his hands: "I am Yu Xuan of Kuaiji. I just heard the lady singing and wanted to get acquainted with her. Unexpectedly, the lady refused to show her favor, so I had to come to visit in person."
Yue Hua's heart moved. When she was in a brothel, she naturally had to know about the famous families of the various states. The Yu family in Kuaiji was a wealthy family in Jiangzuo, far beyond the inferior families like the Yin family.
Immediately, a surprise appeared on her face. Yue Hua Yingying prostrated herself and said, "I have heard of Mr. Yu's name for a long time, and today I saw it. As expected, the jade trees stand in the wind, and they are graceful and graceful."
Yu Xuan laughed heartily, shaking the feather fan cheerfully in his hand, and said: "I just heard my mother play the song "Farewell", and Yu made a poem and gave it to Madam Yuling."
Yu Ling poked her head out from behind Yu Xuan and said with a chuckle: "Young Master Yu is a great talent. His poems paired with music are absolutely wonderful."
The song "Farewell" was sung in prostitutes, and there were many people who could play it, but the accompanying poem was "Farewell to Friends in Yin Dun to Jiankang".
Yuehua naturally didn't believe that Yu Xuan could write a better poem than this one, so she smiled and said, "Congratulations to Sister Yuling."
Yu Ling smiled slyly and said: "My sister is going to come off the stage to sing and dance a new poem. My sister in the building plays the best song "Farewell". Can you help me?"
Yue Hua snorted secretly and said crisply: "Since it is Mr. Yu's masterpiece, my sister will naturally support her."
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In the lobby, the piano music "Farewell" played. Yuling was wearing a silver dance skirt and dancing gracefully on the high platform. Her waist was swaying and her gait was light, causing the ribbon to flutter like a fairy flying. There were cheers from all around.
"Willows and trees in the east wind see off boats thousands of miles away; the waves are white and the wind begins to rise..."
The more the moonlight flickers, the more unpleasant it feels in my heart. This poem is very different from my own, and it will definitely be sung soon. Everyone likes the new and hates the old, and I am afraid that this farewell poem will take away from my own limelight.
Thinking that Mr. Yu originally wrote this poem for himself, and that he missed the opportunity to save Mr. Yin's face, and that Mr. Yang refused to write a new poem for him, he couldn't help feeling resentful.
When Yu Ling finished singing the last line of "Farewell from now on", there was thunderous applause from all around. This applause should have belonged to him, but was snatched away by Yu Ling, this damn girl.
Standing up with a forced smile, Yuehua went upstairs without congratulating Yuling.
