There are many night markets in Qingyuan, with various snack stalls and stalls selling gadgets lined up in rows. Because there are so many ships on the sea at night, many boat workers and coolies at the dock cannot rest. Most of them are residents of Qingyuan. After all, we cannot ask them not to work at night. There are too many ships and cargo. If the backlog only lasts until daytime, a Qingyuan dock will not be able to digest all these ships.
Ever since Liang Chuan encountered Tang Jie and his gang of drunkards causing trouble after drinking, it was getting cold at night, so he told everyone not to go out at night.
At night, an oil lamp was lit in the room, and the flames danced in the air from time to time. The room was lit with some crushed charcoal, making it extra warm.
Shen Yuzhen walked to Liang Chuan's door with needle and thread and an oil lamp from her own room, and gently knocked on Liang Chuan's door.
It was extremely quiet at night. Zheng Ruoying's room happened to be opposite Liang Chuan, and next to Shen Yuzhen's room. The rooms of the three of them were all on the second floor. Zheng Ruoying thought that Liang Chuan, a grown man, would be restless at night. Unexpectedly, it was surprisingly quiet every day. Liang Chuan not only treated each other with respect, but also never touched his own door. There was never a knock on Shen Yuzhen's door.
Shen Yuzhen's beauty was rare and stunning, but Liang Chuan was actually indifferent. Unexpectedly today, Shen Yuzhen actually knocked on Liang Chuan's door.
Zheng Ruoying's curiosity got the better of her, so she pressed herself against the door and listened secretly.
Liang Chuan's door opened with a creak, which was probably quite unexpected. Liang Chuan did not let Shen Yuzhen in directly, but asked her: "Yuzhen, why aren't you sleeping yet?"
"Look at you, your clothes are torn. At any rate, you are a respectable person now. You won't be afraid of others laughing at you when you go out. I will sew it up for you!" Shen Yuzhen smiled.
Standing outside the door, it seemed that he was going to eat his boss. Why was this big man so wary of himself?
Although she thought so in her heart, Shen Yuzhen's favorability increased greatly. Who doesn't like people who treat her politely?
Zheng Ruoying was very surprised. Looking at the way Zheng Ruoying was serving her tonight, she couldn't find half of the style of the former golden lady. She was more considerate and considerate than when she used her maids. She didn't want to believe that this talented brothel girl could still do this. Farmhouse sewing work.
"Can you mend clothes? I was thinking that you would have to go to the tailor shop tomorrow. Great, come in!"
"I used to do embroidery and other tasks when I had nothing to do. I think it should be more or less the same. Don't make fun of me if you don't sew well!"
I heard the door slowly closing again, and the two were talking and laughing in the room.
Liang Chuan changed into a pair of pajamas early. This kind of pajamas made of pure silk was rare to wear in later generations. It was cold and very warm when worn on the body. The rich people in ancient times would really enjoy it. Wearing this kind of good Can it be uncomfortable to sleep on?
Shen Yuzhen put her oil lamp on the table. She sat at the table and leaned against the light. She picked up Liang Chuan's rags and put them on her thigh. She took a thick needle and inserted it into her thigh. The hair was scratched twice and the thread was slowly wound.
"Boss, I have learned both the two songs you taught me last time. They are really nice. Do you have any other songs like this?"
Shen Yuzhen was afraid that Liang Chuan would get bored waiting, so she took advantage of this gap to chat with Liang Chuan again. Her boss knew many things that she had never known. I was born in a brothel, and those who can visit brothels are from families with reasonable financial resources. Many people will tell some anecdotes from the world when bragging at the wine table. I am also knowledgeable, but my boss’s stories are even more exciting than them. Like he had experienced it himself.
Liang Chuan was injured and wanted to go to bed early. He had just rubbed the medicinal wine on his body and was so burning that he couldn't sleep. He happened to chat with this beauty: "Of course, what style of song do you like?"
"The first two songs are very festive, but after all, not every day is the same as the Chinese New Year. Are there any songs that can be sung in normal times that are more cheerful?"
Liang Chuan smiled and held up one hand, thought for a moment on the bed, and then sang casually: "Yes, this song is more upbeat, just listen to it."
"My sister is an old Chinese medicine doctor. She specializes in treating braggadocio, headaches, brain fever, and low blood pressure. She will slap her with five poisons in one meal. Whoever brags will get kicked!"
Although it was just the same song, Liang Chuan sang it in a humorous and entertaining way. Although Shen Yuzhen didn't understand the meaning of a few parts, she could still hear the playfulness of the song and couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing.
"No, no, this song is too obscene. You are too young to listen to such obscene music. I will change it to another one."
"Although I don't understand what you are singing, my boss, but the song that my boss sings is definitely not good. It makes people feel so frivolous!" Shen Yuzhen said with a smile.
Liang Chuan looked at the smart Shen Yuzhen. She must have heard the meaning of this obscene tune. She turned over from the bed and sat up. After thinking for a while, she said, "I'll change it to another one."
"There is a girl named Xiaofang in the village. She is good-looking and kind-hearted, with a pair of beautiful big eyes and thick and long braids. The night before returning to the city, you and I came to the river. Tears that we had never shed before fell down. Walking along the small river, thank you for the love you gave me. I will never forget it in this life. Thank you for the tenderness you gave me and accompanying me through that era. How many times have I looked back at the road I have walked and sincerely wish you a kind girl. How many times have I looked back at the road I have walked and you are standing by the river."
Liang Chuan suddenly remembered this classic old song. It was really catchy and he couldn't help but sing it. The song was not difficult, but it had to be sung very loudly to express the sincere emotion. The song floated outside the room, When she reached the soulful part of the song, Zheng Ruoying quietly walked outside the room and leaned against the door to listen to this beautiful song quietly.
"How about this song?"
Shen Yuzhen's bright eyes flickered, looking at this cynical man. Although the lyrics of the songs he sang were very simple, the songs always sounded so sweet and melodious that people could remember them immediately.
Shen Yuzhen put down her needle and thread and sighed.
"What's wrong? Doesn't it sound good?" Liang Chuan couldn't believe that there were still people saying that this song was not good. Although this song is a bit older, it is not outdated. It was also very popular back then.
"It's not that this song is not good, but that it is very good. I have never heard of a girl named Xiaofang in the village of Helu for so long. This girl Xiaofang must be an excellent girl. It's really disappointing. It’s enviable to be able to get her employer to compose a piece of music for her.”
Shen Yuzhen paused and then continued quietly: "I don't think I have such a blessing, but... I miss my boss very much. Sister Yiniang is pregnant now, but my boss is missing other girls. I can't forget my pregnancy for her. This seems inappropriate..."
When Zheng Ruoying outside the door heard the news that Yi Niang was pregnant, her heart suddenly seemed to be pierced by something. Her face turned pale, but she soon returned to her original state. She thought to herself: They are a husband and wife, and now they have a child, so they should be congratulated. They are. .
Zheng Ruoying was not in the mood to listen to the advice anymore, so she turned and went back to her room.
When Liang Chuan heard what Shen Yuzhen said, he realized that this girl had misunderstood him, and quickly defended: "Yuzhen, what are you guessing? How could I do something that would be sorry for Yi Niang? Yi Niang is a good steward of the family and works hard at home. Help me give birth to a child. If I find another woman when he is pregnant, wouldn’t that be worse than Chen Shimei?”
Shen Yuzhen was stunned for a moment: "Who is Chen Shimei?"
Only then did Liang Chuan realize that the image of Chen Shimei originated from the Song Dynasty and flourished in Yuan opera. It was compiled into a book by people in the Ming Dynasty and reprocessed in the Qing Dynasty to create a vivid image. Moreover, the Chen Shimei in Bao Gong's Case is not the same person as the historical Chen Shimei. , to put it bluntly, he is a purely fictitious character. Of course Shen Yuzhen has never heard of it.
"This Chen Shimei is a very evil person. After his wife was admitted to the top exam for him, he actually became the prime minister's daughter and divorced his wife thousands of miles away."
Shen Yuzhen was furious when she heard this: "How can there be such a ruthless and unjust person? Such a person can still be admitted to the top of the imperial examination. He is really talented but has no virtue and is in vain!"
"This man has been scolded for thousands of years. He is a bad guy that everyone here knows. How could I possibly be like him? Do you think so?"
Shen Yuzhen tilted her head and thought: "That's not right. He has been scolded for thousands of years and he is the number one scholar. He must be very famous. Why have I never heard of this name?"
Liang Chuan thought to himself that Bao Zheng hadn't even become the governor of Kaifeng yet, so you wouldn't even have a chance to hear it. We can no longer dwell on this issue. It will be difficult for us to reconcile ourselves if we continue to talk about it.
"This person is not important. What is important is that I don't know who Xiaofang is. I didn't write this song. I just learned it from others!"
"Every time you come up with the kind of good lyrics, poems and songs that others can never create, but you never admit that you did it yourself. Boss, are you so afraid of being famous? Suddenly, when you look back, that person is in the dim light. Even among the talented people in our dynasty, no one thinks they have this ability."
Liang Chuan smiled awkwardly: "It would be great if you could understand my difficulties."
Shen Yuzhen did not press him and continued to pick up her needle and thread to sew.
Liang Chuan watched Shen Yuzhen fiddle with the thick pin for a long time. The needles of this era were not as thin as those of later generations, and they were not that thin. They should be able to thread the thread very well.
"Why, can't you see the eye of the needle clearly? Do you want me to help you thread the needle?"
"Threading the needle? The eye of the needle?"
What happened to my boss at night? Could it be that his head was knocked unconscious and he was just talking nonsense?
"Doesn't your needle have an eye?"
"Does a needle have an eye?"
Liang Chuan took the pin in Shen Yuzhen's hand and saw that it was really a small iron rod with holes in it.
Moreover, this needle is thin and soft, not hard enough, and there is still a little rust on it.
"Are all the needles you use like this?"
"Of course."
"How do you lead the line?"
"Tie the thread on the needle." Shen Yuzhen pulled up the thread and wrapped it around the end of the needle a few times, then pulled it through the end of the thread, and the thread was fixed on the needle, but it could easily loosen.
