"Fourth Young Master!"
"Master Yang!"
As Yang Si boarded the boat, a group of young men and young masters all greeted Yang Si.
After all, Yang Si has been quite the limelight in Xixiang City recently.
Moreover, most of these people were present when Lingchi Demon Monk was there that day, but most of them couldn't bear the bloody scene and left midway.
Therefore, these young masters in Xixiang City both admire and fear Yang Si.
What I admire is that these days, the turmoil in Xixiang City can almost be said to have been brought to an end by Yang Si on his own.
The case was solved, the demon monk was caught, and the child was saved.
What I'm afraid of is that the Lingchi punishment that Yang Si came up with is really scary, isn't it?
Killing people can only be done with a nod of the head. Throughout Daxia, and even in the recorded history of the Chinese mainland, such cruel punishments have never been heard of.
They cut off your flesh and blood one by one, and fed them to the dogs in front of you. The most terrifying thing is that before the execution, they fed you a magic elixir to hang your life, just to make you enjoy more pain.
"Hello everyone." Yang Si responded with a smile without putting on airs.
After a while, ladies from various families, rich ones, etc., always came to talk to Yang Si intentionally or unintentionally.
Yang Si estimated that if his real fiancée Chu Yi wasn't by his side, these rich ladies would probably be even crazier.
In the past poetry gatherings, Yang Si was not treated like this. Yang Si was either a little transparent, or he became the object of ridicule like last time.
"Everyone, let's sail!"
A shout came.
Later, Yang Si felt the hull of the ship shaking slightly and left the shore.
It is not easy to move a three-story building ship. In the cabin below, rows of rows of oars are all moving.
This three-story behemoth is not feasible in the Xishui south of Xixiang City, because the Xishui running through the south of the city is very narrow.
This is also the reason why it is called tidal water, which is equivalent to a stream. However, the stream is not beautiful enough, so it is called tidal stream.
Only some small boats are allowed to pass through, and this three-story boat cannot pass at all.
The destination of this painting boat is to depart from the south pier of the city and go down the river to Xishui Lake outside the city.
In the south of Xixiang City, where the tidal water converges, a lake is formed. The lake is not small and the surrounding scenery is pleasant.
It is a place that many literati often miss.
As the boat set sail, some people on the shore looked at the boat with a hint of envy.
It is said that the singers on the boat are all as beautiful as gods.
. . .
“Welcome everyone!”
The boat started to move.
The real owner also appeared, it was the organizer of this poetry meeting.
Three young men in colorful clothes walked out from the main cabin of the painting boat.
"This is Li Ren."
"I'm Tang Dong."
"This is Liu Hong."
The Li, Tang, and Liu families were well-known large merchants in Xixiang City. Otherwise, they would not have had the financial resources to spend so much money to hold the Boat Poetry Party.
However, the three families are not at a loss. After all, the people present at the Poetry Club, in addition to the literati and poets, are mostly young men from Xixiang City. It is definitely good for them to make friends with this group of second generations.
Otherwise, they would not be so idle as to waste the money.
"Young Master Li, you are very polite."
"Young Master Tang, you are welcome!"
"Young master Liu, you're welcome."
For the wealthy organizer of this poetry meeting, everyone was very considerate.
Afterwards, the three wealthy young men began to mingle with the crowd.
"Fourth Young Master, I've heard of him for a long time." Li Ren immediately found Yang Si, who was standing among the crowd.
"Hahaha, Mr. Li is so complimentary. I have to thank Mr. Li for the hospitality." Yang Si still had an impression of the Li family.
After all, half of the restaurants in Xixiang City have the Li family's signboard, and it's hard for Yang Si not to know.
The first floor of this painting boat is very spacious. All kinds of fine wine and food are displayed on the tables and chairs, and everyone can sit down at will.
Obviously, this cost is not much lower.
"Haha, you're so polite, Fourth Young Master. Being able to come here makes this poetry gathering even more grand." Li Ren was also very polite.
At this moment, Yang Si suddenly felt a malicious gaze.
Yang Si turned his head and then smiled slightly.
Wei Song.
Yes, the two brothers Wei Song and Wei Xiong were standing next to them. As the sons of the governor of Xixiang City, they would naturally be invited to such an occasion.
Facing Yang Si's gaze, Wei Song made a provocative gesture towards Yang Si.
Yang Si's mouth moved slightly, then he ignored Wei Song and turned around to continue complimenting Li Ren.
But Wei Song was furious. He understood Yang Si's mouth shape just now.
Seeing Yang Si talking and laughing with the people around him, Wei Song gritted his teeth, this time he must look good on you!
Wei Song officially developed his first ray of true energy two days ago and became a first-level, third-rate warrior.
Now I am full of confidence.
As the boat moved forward slowly, the princess brother and a group of literati in the boat praised each other.
The moment when the boat sailed out of the south of Xixiang City.
Liu Hong quietly left the stage.
"Everyone, please be quiet. Since this is a poetry meeting for beautiful and talented people, how can we miss out on the music of silk, bamboo and orchestral music?"
Liu Hong appeared on the second floor and said in a loud voice.
Yang Si raised his eyebrows, Liu Hong was still a warrior, and his voice was blessed with true energy and reverberated throughout the audience.
Then, Liu Hong clapped his hands.
On the second floor, rows of singers appeared.
All of them have enchanting postures, their faces covered with gauze, and they hold various musical instruments in their arms.
As the singer appeared on the stage, Liu Hong had quietly returned to the first floor.
There are hollows on the first and second floors. If you look up slightly from the first floor, you can clearly see the singer on the second floor.
Ding dong~
Music starts.
Yang Si narrowed his eyes slightly. He was used to all kinds of modern musical instruments before traveling through time. But now when he hears this pure classical musical instrument, it still has a different charm.
The appearance of the singer brought the atmosphere to its peak.
Yang Si finally understood. It was said to be a poetry meeting, but it was actually three businessmen who paid for it to gather a group of powerful men from Xixiang City to eat and drink.
Of course, Yang Si was not polite. Li Ren's family is indeed a restaurant owner, and the delicacies on site are probably from his family.
Although the various seasonings in mainland China are not as rich as modern ones, there is still no shortage of basic seasonings.
The taste is not bad, Yang Si eats it with gusto.
Not long after, the boat sailed down the water and reached Xishui Lake outside Xixiang City.
Xishui Lake is not small, and you can also see some other small boats, including several large boats that are similar in size to the boats.
However, looking at the coquettish lanterns, it was obvious that those were the water boats.
I have to say, I'm pretty good at playing.
The scenery of Xishui Lake is really good. The lake is green and transparent, and the grass grows on the shore.
You can also see some literati strolling on both sides of the strait, and you can also see some boys and girls in the pavilions by the lake.
I have to say that these arty literati are quite leisurely and elegant.
The tense situation at the Chihu border seemed to have no impact on them at all.
Yang Si sat by the window, looking out at the lake, feeling a little dazed. (playing games)
Having nothing to do, Yang Si was very interested at first, but after a while he got bored, so he simply opened the game.
Chu Yi took Xiao Yanzi to the female family members. Opposite, she and several wealthy ladies were muttering to each other, glancing at Yang Si from time to time, not knowing what they were talking about.
As time went by, the atmosphere in the boat became more and more intense.
