He really doesn't know how to write poems and songs. He didn't memorize a few poems when he was in school. Most of them are Tang poetry and Song lyrics. It would be nonsense to copy this in the Ming Dynasty.
But he liked Nalan Xingde for a while. This great poet wrote an unforgettable poem, and it was from the Qing Dynasty.
He can't, but Nalan Xingde can definitely do it. He deliberately provoked Tong Xuepu and lured him into the poetry competition. The proud guy was indeed fooled.
The little maid quickly helped Xu Qin get pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Don't look at Xu Qin as a dandy, doing ridiculous things. But after all, when I was a child, I went to a private school and was beaten by my husband.
This word is still barely formed. Linglong supported her body and rolled up her sleeves to polish the ink for him.
Xu Qin wrote the first sentence with a wave of his hand, and she recited it silently. She couldn't help but tremble and regain her energy. She looked up at Xu Qin in disbelief, as if she was meeting him for the first time.
'If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan sadly? '
Life would be as beautiful as the first time we met, and we wouldn't have the desolate pain of parting and missing each other now. What a beautiful poem, what a beautiful artistic conception, does he still have such thoughts?
Linglong felt her eyes were a little moist, just these two sentences were enough. But Xu Qin didn't stop at all, and followed up with two more sentences.
'It is easy to change old people's hearts, but it is said that old people's hearts are easy to change. '
Now you change your mind easily, but you say that it is easy for men and women to change their minds.
What kind of fairy verse is this? Linglong's heart was suddenly caught. Whoever changes his mind will be more sad. Was it because Dai Yue hurt her heart? The young master’s heart turned out to be so delicate.
Before she could finish expressing her feelings about her young father-in-law, he had already written the next two sentences.
"Lishan's words are gone until midnight, and the tears and rain will not complain." '
'How lucky is the man in brocade to make a wish that day with wings and branches. '
Who would not envy the sweetness of the eternal alliance between Tang Minghuang and Yang Guifei? They had no complaints when they said goodbye in life and death.
But how can you compare with Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty and Concubine Yang Guifei? They still have the vows of Biyingniao and Lian Lizhi.
After reading it, Linglong felt that her whole body was extremely soft, and the tide of spring was out of control. Xu Qin became so handsome and unrestrained in her eyes.
"Xu Lang, can I give this poem to the slave family?" Linglong dropped the ink, hugged Xu Qin's arm with both hands, and rubbed her chest coquettishly.
The two soft and rolling balls made Xu Qin feel comfortable. Xu Qin had never seen her act so sincerely. My heart suddenly softened.
"Who else can I give it to if I don't give it to you?" Xu Qin directly wrote the words 'Giving to Linglong Girl' with a stroke of his pen.
"Xu Lang, I think it's so beautiful. Can we fight again?" Linglong took the initiative to invite a fight, and Xu Qin felt hot all over.
"Of course, we can fight for another 300 rounds. But what if that scholar surpasses me?" Xu Qin looked at Tong Xuepu downstairs and said.
Linglong shook her head. This poem could not be surpassed by that scholar. This poem was famous all over the world. It's not that easy to surpass.
She is an oiran and is proficient in all kinds of poems, lyrics and songs. She may not be able to write poems that are famous all over the world, but she still has an eye for appreciation.
That scholar is finished today. But what does it matter? I have Xu Lang, and this poem is enough.
Yu Linglong pulled Xu Qin away impatiently. She felt that she urgently needed this man's fierceness now. A little impatient.
"Miss Linglong, what do you mean? I haven't finished writing it yet?" Tong Xuepu couldn't help but feel reluctant when he saw Linglong trying to pull Xu Qin away.
Yu Linglong stopped and looked at him, then gave the maid a wink. Without looking back, he pulled Xu Qin back to the room. The face is full of spring.
Everyone in the building was buzzing, "What's going on? Why is this oiran lady so careless about her manners and so impatient?" Doesn’t Yu Linglong have the talent of ice jade?
Yu Linglong and Xu Qin left, and everyone in the building couldn't help but stare at the little maid and the piece of paper. Until the piece of paper came into Tong Xuepu's hands.
Tong Xuepu eagerly grabbed it and took a look, and was stunned. Then he started shaking.
"Hey, that reader, why are you trembling? Read it out for everyone to listen to. What did the young master write? Isn't he threatening your ancestors for eight generations?" A patron shouted unkindly.
Others also started shouting, they were really anxious, what on earth is going on? The young master and the oiran left, leaving these people watching like idiots.
Is that scholar stupid?
The little maid named Jade Linglong gently took the piece of paper and read the poem aloud, especially the last five words "Send to Linglong Girl", which made her voice break.
"What a poem, this poem will be famous throughout the ages." A thin scholar shouted with his arms around a girl.
Those who know something will naturally applaud or be intoxicated by it. A good poem has a fatal attraction for literati, let alone this one.
Those who don't understand will naturally be explained by those who understand, and you can tell by looking at the scholar's performance. He's lost. I didn't expect that the young master had such abilities.
Tong Xuepu couldn't help but feel thunderous when he saw this poem written by Xu Qin. This poem is excellent both in terms of conception and allusion.
Moreover, the writing is smooth and affectionate, and the love between men and women is written deeply into the heart.
People who are not deeply suffering from love cannot write it. It just happens that there is sweetness in the bitterness, and there is an aftertaste after the sweetness. How could he write about this bitter yet lingering feeling?
It cannot be surpassed no matter what. The more I read this poem, the more painful it becomes. This is impossible, he must have cheated.
How could a dandy have such an experience, and how could he have such talent to write about it. But he didn't dare to say it, because he was asking for trouble.
Standing in the middle of the brothel, all the girls and clients were looking at him, his underwear soaked with sweat from his back.
I thought this was a good opportunity to fulfill the master's entrustment, attack that dandy boy, and make a name for himself. But I never expected to encounter such a poem.
Who am I and where am I? He had doubts.
"I just said it has a silver-like wax gun tip. It looks good but is not useful. You still don't believe it." A patron grabbed the girl's breast and squeezed it hard.
"It's really a waste of time. I'm still a scholar. It's shameful that I can't even write a poem. I'm still so powerful..." After the girl finished speaking, she followed the benefactor back to the room and continued to work.
The words of the girls around him were like vicious ants, constantly getting into his ears and into his heart.
He is not willing to leave. I am sorry to the master, but the five thousand taels of silver will hurt his body very much. More importantly it was so embarrassing.
But he really couldn't write such a good poem if he didn't leave. For a moment, he didn't know what to do. Moreover, the delicate and exquisite girl had already been hugged by the handsome man for a moment.
At this time, he seemed to be able to hear the exquisite and delicate body, Cheng Huan's delicate gasping sound under the evil young man's crotch. For a moment, my mind became even more confused, and I couldn't write anything.
He simply rolled his eyes and fainted.
Xu Qin's poem spread throughout the whole courtyard, and Susu specially found a few scholars to read it. They were all shocked that they had never read this good poem.
Susu immediately understood that this was happening. Not only Yu Linglong lost her hair, but Man Tingfang also lost her hair.
The brothel that deals in skin and flesh business has finally fallen into disgrace.
Only the elegance of a brothel can increase its value, attract literati, and attract dignitaries.
How to prove that this brothel is elegant enough, just have some poems to impress the audience. Literati all like this tune. The more we cannot transcend, the more we need to take a look.
We also need to see what happens to the girl who got this poem. Yu Linglong's net worth may be doubled. This young master is so kind and kind.
Nalan Xingde's poems are rarely matched after the Tang and Song dynasties. And this one is also his best work. So it’s very difficult to catch up.
Xu Qin became famous in Mantingfang, and the entire brothel knew the benefits of soap. Many girls ordered from the Xu family.
Ten taels of silver are not cheap, and can be enough for an ordinary girl to save for a long time. But you don’t have to use this thing, you can’t live without it. Otherwise, the benefactor would have chosen another sister.
Xu Qin and Linglong fought for another 300 rounds, and Linglong even used the trick of a beautiful lady playing the flute. Xu Qin was so happy that he howled like a hungry wolf.
The old madam in Mianyue Tower opposite has been stomping her feet these past few days. Damn it, Daiyue, why have you lost your mind?
If I hadn't seen you as a money tree, I would have dipped a feather duster in cold water to give you a taste of your power.
Now that 'True Face Soap Jade' is not sold to Mianyuelou, what makes her most distressed is that poem, which cannot be exchanged for one or two courtesans.
No girls from Mianyue Tower came out to solicit customers. The door was filled with carriages of literati attracted by the poem. It is said that the invitation to Linglong has been scheduled until next year.
That poem spread throughout Yingtian Mansion, and many girls were singing it. Many literati also wrote about Ying He going to Mantingfang to have sex with a girl.
Seeing that Man Tingfang had surpassed Mianyue Tower, Madam Susu bought more than a dozen girls at high prices and focused on training them.
Seeing his opponent surpassing him, how could the Madam of Mianyue Tower swallow such a sigh of relief. She determined that the key lies in Xu Qin. A girl has been quietly prepared.
This girl was originally planned to be used as a courtesan in two years. After all, Daiyue can still be used for two years.
But now it seems that this stupid guy has killed himself. As popular as that poem made Linglong, Daiyue would be miserable.
Now it's time to replace Dai Yue, but the first time must be given to the young father-in-law, and let him write another poem anyway.
If there is one, there are two. He must still have one. So the key now is to catch Xu Qin. Lift him and bring him in.
Ju Jiu, the old bustard of Mianyue Tower, is very confident. Xu Fugui has been coveting him for a long time. He originally didn't want to talk to him, but now it seems he is going to take action himself.
With this big traitor, Xu Qin couldn't escape at all.
Xu Miaojin was having a very pleasant time here. The high-level ladies felt comfortable, and naturally they became more motivated to sell.
And they also have a new invention, 'True Face Soap Jade', which is a good thing to be favored. All the ladies have agreed that they can only be sold to the ladies and not to concubines. Anyone who wants to give it to a concubine will cut off her supply.
But the concubine's pillow style worked better, and the eldest lady gritted her teeth and refused to give it. Divorcing his wife for this matter is not a problem, but it is certain that the family will be uneasy.
Many high-ranking officials and nobles have made their families uneasy because of their "true beauty". They are miserable, but they cannot talk about it. I can only ask secretly where to buy it.
Three days later, Xu Qin came out of the brothel, and Xu Fugui dragged him out. He didn't want to leave because he knew how to eat the marrow.
But this is a great day for Chen Zuyi to behead, and he still has important things to do.
