The next day, in the evening.
At the riverside pier, there were dozens of carriages parked on the roadside, and the people inside the carriages were all the distinguished guests of tonight's bazaar.
The guests were surprised to find that the Qinhuai River, which was supposed to freeze in winter, actually melted and the snow disappeared.
Gurgling water and rippling blue waves.
And the most splendid and prosperous painting boat in the capital, which was highly anticipated, did not dock at the pier?
"what happened?"
"Isn't the Qinhuai River frozen long ago?"
"Where's the Yanbo Huafang?"
"Everyone in Xue held a charity bazaar in Huafang, who dared to sail the boat away?!"
On the pier, the crowd was talking a lot.
Fan Li was sitting in the carriage, accompanied only by Jing Wudi, who acted as the coachman and bodyguard.
"Young nephew, I think the ice on the Qinhuai River can be melted only by masters above the Hedao realm."
Fan Li nodded.
Hedao realm masters do have such means.
However, masters who can reach this level can have a high status even in the Ming Dynasty.
It sounds unbelievable to melt the ice for a boat.
But Fan Li looked at Jing Wudi who was dressed as a coachman. Well, isn't this Hedao-level assassin also driving a carriage?
"I'm coming!"
"The Yanbo Painting Boat is here as promised!"
The crowd suddenly erupted.
I saw mist rising far away from the river.
In the hazy fog, the shadow of a huge ship gradually emerged.
The hull of the ship is huge, as tall as a pavilion, and it is lit with thousands of lanterns, as if it is lighting up the entire Qinhuai River!
When the Yanbo Painted Boat got closer, everyone heard the sound of silk, bamboo, drums and yellow bells. It was really melodious, soft and refreshing.
"Good work." Fan Li couldn't help but praise: "In the cold winter months, to have such bright lights, they should use spiritual fuel. As for those musicians, who can play music that touches people's hearts and lingers for three days, they should all He is a professional music practitioner."
"My nephew's guess is good." Jing Wudi responded: "Of the one hundred musicians, the weakest one is at the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm."
Fan Li scratched the tip of his nose in embarrassment.
So, are you on the same level as the musicians at Yanbo Huafang?
The boat docked slowly at the pier.
At this time, the invited guests had been waiting in the snow for a long time.
Some of them had bad tempers and even started to curse and make rude remarks to Yanbo Huafang.
Sudden!
A sea of beautiful girls wearing colorful but not vulgar dresses were lined up on the deck.
The beauties made a blessed bow towards the shore and said in unison: "Every distinguished guest is not afraid of the wind, snow and bitter cold to attend this charity sale and generously donate your money to help the widow of the Ming Dynasty soldier. You are deeply virtuous and kind. The Yanbo Painted Boat only represents the recipients. Thank you for your great kindness!"
As he said that, the beautiful girls all knelt on the deck, knelt in a row with their alluring figures as soft as bones.
That scene is touching and contains a hint of charm.
Guests stood around the pier and looked up from below.
Women's slender waists and plump buttocks are most perfectly displayed at this angle!
For a time, so many men were thinking about it, and their blood was gushing, and they wished they could stay at Yanbo Huafang tonight!
As for the complaining mood just now, it immediately dissipated.
"good!!!!"
A burst of applause suddenly broke out from the crowd.
The men shouted loudly, as if they were responding to Yanbo Huafang's righteous deed, and as if they were venting their aroused desires!
Even Fan Li couldn't help but swallow his saliva and cursed in his mind:
"Three hundred and sixty lines, and it turns out that I'm the number one scholar in every line."
"The number one hookup business in the Ming Dynasty has really studied men thoroughly!"
At this time, the Yanbo Painting Boat had stopped at the pier.
The turtle slave on the ship set up the step ladder for boarding the ship and shouted loudly: "Welcome the guests~~~~~!"
Guests boarded the ship one after another.
Jing Wudi frowned and said, "Master nephew, it seems that no servants are allowed to accompany the boat?"
There were several servants of the guests who were stopped by the turtle slave who was painting the boat.
As expected, those who successfully boarded the ship did not bring even a single servant to escort them.
Fan Li nodded and said: "There are too many guests. If each person brings a few servants, the boat may sink into the river. Wuwei, please wait by the dock. I will not be in danger tonight."
"……yes."
Jing Wudi thought for a while and felt that what Fan Li said was reasonable, so he agreed.
Fan Li showed the invitation and boarded the ship.
Under the guidance of a turtle slave, he walked through the corridors and splints and entered the interior of the ship's hull.
The scene inside the boat deeply surprised Fan Li.
The main hull building of the attic-like smoke boat was actually designed in the style of a concert hall in Fan Li's previous life.
A huge hollow space inside, a gorgeous stage, and four levels of auditorium? !
"Where should I sit?" Fan Li asked the turtle slave who was leading the way.
Gui Nu read Fan Li's invitation carefully and said with a smile on his face: "Master, you are in a private room, so you don't have to go to the lobby to find a seat."
Private room?
Fan Li was stunned.
Xue Susu came to deliver the invitation in person, and as expected, even the seats were extraordinary.
In the past, the elegant rooms of the No. 1 Painted Boat in the Ming Dynasty could only be used by dignitaries in the capital, right?
Walking into the private room, it turns out that it has three walls and a large window facing the stage.
The interior furnishings, calligraphy, paintings, bonsais, screens, etc. are all available, which can indeed be called "elegant".
Fan Li was curious, how many private rooms were there in the Yanbo Painted Boat, and which distinguished guests were entertained?
Especially, where is Yan Shifan?
Just as he was thinking about it, the guests were already taking their seats.
Everyone suddenly felt a shaking. It turned out that the Yanbo Painting Boat slowly left the pier and continued to drive along the river.
Inside the boat, the Jiangnan silk and bamboo music played by hundreds of musicians gradually gained a high-pitched tone.
After the song ended, the boat became quiet.
Fan Li looked out from the window and saw a familiar figure walking towards the center of the stage.
But unlike when she sent the invitation, Xue Susu took off her veil to show her true face.
He finally saw the true appearance of the Qinhuai oiran.
E'e wears red makeup and has slender bare hands.
Starry eyes, red lips, and a fairy-like figure.
A true beauty is indeed charming, boneless and gorgeous.
On the stage, Xue Susu first said a blessing, and casually opened her red lips with a sweet voice.
"As the widow of the hundreds of thousands of soldiers who died in Yunzhou City, Su Su would like to thank you in advance for your generous donation."
"Tonight's charity sale, Yanbo Huafang and Susu will not take a penny, and all of it will be used for pensions."
"In addition, Susu will also personally donate 50,000 taels of silver, 3,000 jins of grain, and 1,000 pieces of cloth."
As soon as she finished speaking, the guests cheered loudly.
Immediately, the audience burst into applause.
Fan Li couldn't help but nodded, thinking that she was a smart woman.
It would be too hypocritical if you only call on others to donate but don’t get any money yourself.
As Xue Susu's oiran status, she was fully capable of donating.
However, donating too little would be outrageous, while donating too much would attract criticism.
The total value of the materials she personally donated did not exceed one hundred thousand taels of silver, which was just right.
"in addition."
The woman on the stage spoke again.
"Susu also wants to thank Young Master Yan for tonight's charity bazaar."
"Thanks to Mr. Yan's generosity, he asked experts to melt the ice on the Qinhuai River so that the boat can go on a night tour around the river, adding another touch of glory to the charity fair."
As soon as Xue Susu finished speaking, Fan Li heard a burst of laughter from the private room next door to him.
"Everyone Xue, please don't be polite about some minor matters."
"For the sake of everyone Xue, let alone melting the ice of the Qinhuai River, I am also willing to absorb this wind and snow all over the sky!"
(End of chapter)
