It was obvious that the plump peony flower in Xue Xue Shu Yu had been cut off in advance.
Mr. Sun, who was wearing a sky-blue robe, slowly glanced at everyone and murmured to himself: "I lost, and I am convinced that I lost."
"Brother Sun, what happened? Lost? Why did you lose?"
"Brother Sun, are you kidding? You come from a well-known scholarly family in Yingtian City, and your ancestor was a great talent in the Imperial College, namely Zhang Shiwei, a descendant of Mr. Zhang. Brother, your family has a long history. Now Prince Yan is presiding over the enrollment expansion of the Imperial College. Soon you will You are about to go to the Imperial College to study. With such a great talent, who can compare with you?
Brother Sun, if you encounter something, just tell me, although my family is in decline, I still have an uncle who works in the Ministry of Household Affairs, and I have a good relationship with a minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs.
If necessary, my little brother, I can get away from my father and visit my clan uncle. At that time, anyone who is not a fourth-rank official in the court will betray my clan uncle's face. "
"Yes, yes, Brother Sun, I can also help."
Hearing Sun Zainen's words, all the young people in the wine shop were filled with indignation.
Who dares to bully nobles and scholars like them, at the feet of the emperor?
"Don't say anything anymore. If you lose, you lose. What else is there to say?"
Sun Zainen ignored it.
Pushing away the crowd, he walked absentmindedly outside. As he walked, he murmured: "Crystal Ruyi Jade Chain..."
Everyone's hearts froze.
Only then did I notice that he was reading the poem just now.
"...Xia Caicheng is in danger, Mo Poyan..."
At this time, Sun Zainen had already reached the stairs outside the wine house, and everyone was listening.
Even Huangfutai couldn't help but listen.
"...Red blooming cherries contain white snow...Singing the sun in the sound of heartbreak...
There is nothing we can do about missing each other during the day. Yancheng passes by at night,
I only know that when spring comes, I will lose weight, but I don’t know that when spring comes, I will gain weight alone. "
The guests who had been filled with indignation for Sun Zairen did not follow and stayed where they were. In the wine room, the atmosphere fell into a brief silence.
No one spoke for a long time.
I don’t know how long it took, but a student’s eyes filled with tears and his mouth trembled: “As soon as this poem came out, I was ashamed of the conceited and elegant scholars like us... Everyone, I’ll take my leave first. I’m going to have tea somewhere else, so I’ll leave this poem to you. The poems spread.
They all say that my Daqian literary heritage has withered, but today I want to see how the scholars of Dayu, who claim to be orthodox, can laugh at my Daqian after this poem has spread throughout the surrounding countries! "
"I have also resigned to make a name for the Daqian culture. Why am I missing?"
The guests dispersed in a hurry, eager to go to other brothels for tea, and then they would throw out this poem and become a blockbuster!
In the blink of an eye, only Huangfutai and Zhang San were left in the bustling wine house.
Thinking back to the poem that Sun Zai Ren murmured just now, he couldn't help but murmur: "Red blooming cherries contain white snow... singing Yangguan with a heartbreaking sound..."
Snow Blossom Girl.....
What a poem. With this poem, Lady Blooming Snow is enough to leave her name in history! "
Carefully pondering the artistic conception of the poem, at the end, the look in Huangfutai's eyes became brighter and brighter.
This one poem alone is enough for his clan brother to leave his name in history.
The look inside the inner room became more intense.
Maybe it really is him!
…
Inside the inner hall. =
Xue Xue Shuyu was wearing a cool thin shirt, her shoulders were half exposed, and her fair skin was as soft as a piece of putty, with no flaw to be found.
Her pretty face, not even a trace of pink and white, looked at Zhao Ding affectionately.
"The slave family is originally a woman in the world of mortals. She should be like that mortal world. One day, she will be stepped into the dirt. Today, I received a poem from the young master, which gives the slave family a glimmer of hope to escape from this world of mortals. In the future, if the slave family is like this because of the young master, A poem that will go down in history must be the son’s contribution.”
There was affection in Xianxue's eyes, and she looked at Zhao Ding affectionately, looking even more charming and charming in the ambiguous atmosphere.
Is this how you test veteran cadres?
This one is really getting bigger and bigger!
As for what Xianxue said, Zhao Ding also understood in his heart.
Since ancient times, many famous prostitutes have been famous for their poems.
Any prostitute would be ecstatic about this opportunity.
There are two types of people in this world who like to compete for fame the most, one is the scholar, and the other is the prostitute.
What I want is your gratitude...
Zhao Ding smiled, showing a little frivolity appropriately: "How do you want to thank me?"
Although autumn was deep outside, it was as warm as spring inside the inner room. After Zhao Ding drank a little wine, a touch of wine red appeared on his face unconsciously, and Xingxue looked shy. , unconsciously feeling a little hot and unbearable, so I took off my outer robe and put it on the wooden chair,
Zhang Xue bit her plump lips, and a blush appeared on her fair face, but a hint of sadness soon flashed across her face: "Young master gave me a poem, giving me the opportunity to leave my name in history. Even the slave family's personal presence is not enough to repay the young master's kindness to the slave family.
But after all, the Nu family is the book residence of Qinghefang. Once entering the mortal world, there is no choice but to do anything.
If the young master does not give up, how about the slave family playing a song for the young master as a reward? "
Zhao Ding was stunned for a moment, knowing that the other party might have misunderstood, so he smiled and nodded.
Seeing this, Xue Xue breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but there was also a hint of sadness in her eyes.
However, his face still looked at Zhao Ding lovingly.
Stand up from the cushion on which you are kneeling.
He walked into the inner room with lotus steps, and when he came out, he was already holding a pipa.
After personally pouring a cup of hot tea for Zhao Ding, he sat down opposite Zhao Ding calmly.
The long and slender fingers slid slightly on the guzheng.
A melancholy song came slowly.
After listening to the song patiently, Zhao Ding had to admit that this lady from Shuyu indeed had two skills.
Not only does he play the guzheng well, but he is also extremely proficient in the pipa.
Although he is a person who does not understand music, he can still calm down and immerse himself in it.
Zhao Ding took a sip of tea to relieve the dryness of his throat caused by drinking, and made a joke in a casual tone: "Miss Xuexue, the country is beautiful and fragrant. Isn't there anyone who can redeem your life for me, girl?"
But after saying this, Zhao Ding felt a little regretful, because this was obviously not a pleasant topic.
Madam Shuyu sighed sadly: "A girl from Qinghefang, especially a Shuyu like me, can redeem herself if she wants to, even if she meets a lover. The mothers in Qinghefang don't agree. I'll wait." There is no way."
In fact, it is too expensive.
The ladies in the brothel's study room were all trained by the brothel at a great expense. A tea party would cost thirty taels of silver per person.
There were two tea parties a day, and the brothel earned at least three to four hundred taels of silver in one day.
This is more than the current annual salary of a sixth-rank official.
Of course, this refers to the income on the surface. As for the gray ones, there are more...
Under such circumstances, which brothel mother would be willing to give away her fortune tree so easily.
Besides, even the first night money is a lot of money.
This naturally makes it even more difficult to redeem oneself in a brothel.
After all, instead of spending thousands of taels or tens of thousands of taels to redeem a courtesan's wife, more people are still willing to go to a smaller brothel and spend money to buy a few more good-looking girls or courtesans.
Wouldn't that be better?
As for Zhao Ding, he naturally had no such plan in his heart.
On the one hand, it is because the status is not suitable, and on the other hand, it is because one day is not as good as the other day.
"That's right. With Lady Xue's beauty, even the capital city of Yingtian can't pick out another one."
Zhao Ding praised.
Madam Zhangxue smiled, her heart full of joy, and said: "Young Master, please stop making fun of me. Who in Yingtian Imperial City doesn't know that the most beautiful woman is Miss Xu Ruoyunxu, the eldest daughter of Duke Wei, and when compared with her, It’s just the posture of a willow tree.”
He claimed to have changed from a slave to a family, and the relationship has become closer, with a hint of coquettishness in his tone.
Xu Ruoyun?
Why is it her?
Thinking back to the figure he saw in the Imperial Academy sitting in a carriage and getting a startling glimpse through the curtain.
Zhao Ding's brows couldn't help but frown.
"Although Miss Xu comes from a family of military generals, she has the beauty of Mrs. Gaoming. She has mastered all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child. She has long been called the number one beauty by countless talents in Yingtian City.
Now it has become the sacrificial wine of the Imperial College early.
As a woman, she became the sacrificial wine of the Imperial College. Not to mention our great career, but throughout all dynasties, Miss Xu is the only woman who has achieved such an achievement. "
Having said this, a hint of sincere admiration appeared on Xue Xue's face, without any hint of hypocrisy.
But have you ever thought that she is still capable of pulling up weeping willows!
Zhao Ding complained silently in his heart.
Ever since Zhao Chongyuan and Queen Ma said they would grant him a marriage, especially since the person to whom they were betrothed was Xu Ruoyun, he had been asking about Xu Ruoyun a lot.
To sum it up.
He can carry a spear to secure the country, he can take care of his husband and raise his children, he can even beat men in playing chess, calligraphy and painting!
But unfortunately, his personality is too strong.
Zhao Ding was not happy about this.
So naturally there was no idea of contact.
Following Madam Shuyu's words, Zhao Ding pretended to be curious and asked, "Surely there are many people pursuing such a woman, but why haven't I heard that the Xu family lady has found a suitable husband?"
"Ordinary men, of course, are not worthy of Miss Xu. First of all, it is because Miss Xu was born as a pillar of the Great Qian Protector and a hereditary Duke of Guard. From the perspective of status alone, how can I say that I am worthy of Miss Xu? She is also the son of a Duke. On the other hand, Miss Xu is a woman and has made an exception for her talents and knowledge to become the sacrificial wine of the Imperial Academy. Under this condition, even the other scholars of the Duke are not worthy of Miss Xu.
After all, with such achievements, Miss Xu's vision is naturally much higher. Doesn't it mean that she has not found a suitable husband? "
The court lady giggled, still with a seductive shyness on her face.
Good brother, it’s very difficult for me to handle you like this.
"That's true."
Zhao Ding pretended to be stunned and touched his nose. At the same time, he sat on the soft cushion and moved his body.
My head felt a little uncomfortable.
Lady Shuyu shook her head and continued: "Actually, the young master is still wrong."
"Why was I wrong?"
Zhao Ding looked at the oiran lady with some confusion.
The oiran lady smiled sweetly and said, "Because the slave family heard that Miss Xu now has a husband?"
"Yes?"
Zhao Ding was startled.
