On the second floor of Piaoxiang Building, the night has fallen, and the moon stream is full of beautiful branches.
Liu Rushi bowed to her former sisters and walked slowly to the scholars: "Ru has been in the building for eight years and has been an oiran for five years. I am grateful to all the talented men and favored guests. I am grateful to you. Now I am over." Hua, I can't wait for my benefactor. I have been given permission by my mother to leave this happy life. I only sing this song tonight to express my gratitude for my kindness and to pay tribute to my years..."
After the curtain call was finished, Liu Rushi placed her delicate hands on the guqin, and a piece of liver music played slowly.
"The flowers and trees are gone as the years go by, but I don't know the hardships. I am good at romance in the evening pavilion, and I move the banquet to the clear autumn. My heart seems to be going back. I want to be rewarded by the beautiful hall, but it is difficult to accompany my king..."
The music is gentle, and her singing voice touches everyone's hearts with a lingering meaning. Every word and sentence seems to grasp people's hearts from the softest place. The whole building is silent, except for this poetic singing voice.
The song ended and the dance closed, and the restaurant cheered like thunder...
"I only knew the beauty of the dance like this back then, but only today do I know the meaning of the music like this! This song by the girl like this should be my last song when I leave the building!" A noble prince sighed with emotion as he shook his folding fan.
"Yes, this song is really a masterpiece, girl!" The crowd once again let out colorful cheers with emotion.
"The meaning of the song is so easy to understand my heart..." Qu Xian stood up and opened the folding fan and said, "The next is the most important 'Gui Liang' today, right?"
It is a common practice for a famous prostitute to leave her family and join a good family. Famous officials, wealthy people, and businessmen can all seek her. Even high-ranking officials and princes are sometimes not exempt from the custom. A famous prostitute becomes a concubine, and she was sought after by thousands of people in the past. , now he has become his plaything, how respectable he is, if he pursues someone higher... he can even make a good story about it!
Therefore, today's Piaoxiang Tower is definitely filled with celebrities, including some officials.
The noble young master who just shook the fan and praised him was the first to stand up: "Lai Cai, a young man, is a direct descendant of the Lai family dyeing shop in the capital. Today, I would like to use a thousand taels of silver as an inducement to invite the girl to my Lai family. I will treat her sincerely... "
As soon as these words came out, the whole building was in an uproar...
What is the concept of one thousand taels of silver?
If you want to buy land, you can buy a hundred acres of fertile farmland. If you want to buy a yellow flower girl... two hundred are enough!
And such a high betrothal gift from the beginning shows Liu Rushi's reputation, and it also suddenly ends the dream of 90% of people!
A few people who were about to shout out a hundred taels sat down again, wishing that they were the ones shouting out the price.
"Young Master Lai is very generous, but this mere thousand taels is too small for me. I, Mr. Li, am willing to pay three thousand taels of silver as a hire!" A fat man dressed as a businessman stood up and shouted.
Three thousand taels! This is twice as expensive as the oiran five years ago!
A young man on the left stood up and said, "Fat Li, you are not worthy! I am in Mi's house in the south of the city, and I happen to be short of a concubine. If the girl is willing, how about five thousand taels?"
Seeing the young master who was talking, the merchant surnamed Li looked extremely gloomy, because this guy was richer than him!
"Mr. Mi, how do worldly things compare with a girl like this? I have a pearl. I don't need to tell you how much it is worth. My wife has been deceased for three years and came into my Zhang family. She was called a concubine, but she is actually my wife. I don't know what this girl means. How about the next one?"
Everyone looked at the young master named Zhang and gasped when they saw his appearance clearly, because this man was a direct descendant of the Zhang family!
"Young man with the surname Zhang, you have to fight hard. If you bring out a wife who is deceased and let a girl like this enjoy the treatment of a head wife, how can anyone else pay for it? Is it possible that if you want to let her in, you will kill your first wife?" The noble man named Mi shouted.
As soon as these words came out, the entire Piaoxiang Tower was in a stalemate. Although the terms offered by Mr. Zhang were good, but... after being manipulated by him, everyone had no choice but to play. After all, Mr. Mi was right.
Just when everyone was silent for a moment, Qu Xian, the first person from the left, gently opened his folding fan and said: "Nonsense, if a girl is a generation of oiran, how can a mere businessman dream of it?... A young man can win two silver coins with a good poem. For a thousand taels, I sincerely welcome the girl to my prime minister's house!"
He raised his hand high, with a piece of rice paper sandwiched among the banknotes.
You can hear the needle drop in the quiet fragrance building.
The red-faced businessmen looked at each other just now. To them, money and mundane things are just a wave of their hands, but this poem... is as heavy as a mountain!
The faces of Mr. Mi and Mr. Zhang changed. They did not expect that Qu Xian would actually come up with a poem!
A scholar next to Qu Xian held up his hands and smiled: "Brother Qu is such a talented person that he actually wrote poems for such a girl. This is really a good story. How dare you brothers compete with you? Congratulations to Brother Qu!"
"Congratulations, Mr. Qu!"
"The number one oiran in the capital city of Yuanna this year is really a good story in the literary world, and it has been passed down to the world..."
"Congratulations to the girl..."
Suddenly, the whole trend of Piaoxiang Tower changed. Everyone was congratulating Qu Xian and Liu Rushi, including the merchants who jumped out to bid, and Mr. Mi and Mr. Zhang were also among them.
Qu Xian stood up, they really didn't dare to fight... You must know that Qu Xian is the Jieyuan Gong of this generation, a serious rising star in the literary world. It is said that this person is a green literary base and will definitely win the imperial examination! His Qu family is still the master of the court, and his father is the prime minister who is the head of all officials. In terms of talent and status... he is top-notch!
Not to mention the people in this building, even the younger generation in the entire capital all admire this new musician.
Behind the beaded curtain, several famous brothel prostitutes had blurry eyes and their little hearts were beating wildly. Who could resist such a handsome young man with such a heroic and charming attitude of having a lot of money at his disposal?
"Haha... It is such a blessing that the girl is so valued by Mr. Qu. Mr. Qu, please come into the curtain and send your love into her hands." The woman in costume smiled.
"Girl, I have been grateful for your mother's love in the past, and I would like to express my gratitude after my little birthday." Qu Xian smiled and bowed slowly: "It's just that... today I still lack some elegance!"
As Qu Xian finished speaking, his eyes gradually looked towards Xu Que.
Following Qu Xian's gaze, everyone also looked at Xu Que's table. Even the scholars sitting next to Xu Que were stunned on the spot!
what's the situation? This man is actually holding a sheep's hoof and gnawing on it?
Everyone's eyes were wide open and their mouths were twitching wildly. Some literati were dumbfounded because they had never cared about the things around them in the scene of "Gui Liang" just now. If Mr. Qu hadn't looked there, how could any of them have remembered this. Where are the people!
"Brother, this chicken is really fat. I will bring one back later. My wife will definitely like to eat it." The little girl held a roast chicken and gnawed it while not forgetting to tell Xu Que.
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Quiet, deathly quiet, even the few people behind the bead curtain held their hands.
Xu Que gnawed on the leg of lamb and felt that something was not right around him, because the silence now was much longer than when Qu Xianhao spent thousands of dollars.
He raised his head slightly and was instantly embarrassed to death because everyone was looking at him!
"Young Master Xu is too rude. This is the day when a girl has left her home. How could you be like this..."
Before the noble young master could finish speaking, Xu Que raised a leg of lamb and interrupted, "My bad habits have nothing to do with you. Money and worldly things are the only thing that makes a famous person happy, and a group of sparrows can only make noises!"
As soon as these words came out, all the scholars couldn't sit still.
"Arrogant boy, you are worse than a child, yet you still want to sit with me. We say goodbye to such a girl in the romantic world, but you are eating nonsense in the sea. Isn't it an insult to us!" The young man under Qu Xian's seat was angry. road.
"Insulting you? Are you worthy? He boasts like a naughty boy, and he dares to hide his poems with gold and silver. Isn't this an insult to the sages?" Xu Que's words were like thunder, and his eyes were fixed on Qu Xian.
He was going to enjoy the meal slowly and watch every part of the opera, but these people felt uncomfortable... He could only eat until he was nine-tenths full!
Xu Que's shocking words were something these scholars never expected...and their eyes also glanced at Qu Xian from time to time.
"I have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, and I have never been a child. It's ridiculous to say that I insulted the saints. All I showed was the banknote." Qu Xian quickly sandwiched the poem in the banknote with his hand behind his back, and then raised his left hand again: " And this poem is in my right hand!"
Seeing Qu Xian's actions, Xu Que secretly laughed inwardly. This was the first time he discovered that this person was really "interesting"!
Seeing this, the beautiful woman in fine clothes hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over: "Young Master Qu, there is no need to be angry. You are now a lady's guest, so please open the bead curtain."
"Hmph, I'll take care of you later!" Qu Xian finished speaking and reached out to lift the bead curtain.
Xu Que shrugged and didn't care. Even if Qu Xian didn't deal with him, he would still let Qu Xian and others cut off their literary career. After all, when he went upstairs, he had already found out what these people wanted to play!
Everyone watched as the bead curtain was lifted and the oiran was taken away...
Xu Que's eyes just met Liu Rushi's eyes. What kind of eyes were they? mercy? desolate? It's very complicated...but Xu Que knows that this woman is anything but simple!
Don't ask him why he knows this, any man who walks among flowers knows what this look means!
Liu Rushi looked away from Xu Que's face and turned to Qu Xian Yingying and bowed: "Thanks to Mr. Qu for his great love, Ru Ru said it first... I hope that Mr. Qu will write the poem on gold paper."
The whole building was silent... Everyone looked at each other, because everyone remembered what the girl said when she left the pavilion!
She is not rejecting anyone, but the other party must write a poem that will last for more than a hundred years to impress her!
"Okay, since the girl wants to try, I will write a poem for the girl!" The smile on Qu Xian's face reappeared, his sleeves fluttered, and a piece of light yellow paper appeared in front of everyone.
In fact, Qu Xian did not write the poem in his hand on the gold paper. It is not that he did not want to write it, but after writing it for the first time on the gold paper, writing again will not trigger the effect of the gold paper.
Don't look down on this thin page of light yellow paper. It can transmit the poems and writings written by the world to God for the evaluation of the saints. Corresponding to the gold paper is gold ink, and gold ink is extremely beautiful. Precious, it is one of the four special treasures of the Confucian Temple, and its price is higher than the same amount of gold.
Qu Xian spread out the gold paper, and swung a wolf-brush pen on the gold paper like a cloud. This scene made the courtesans in the back feel confused, and the expressions on their faces were intoxicated.
"Master Qu is truly a role model for our generation, and his writing is like a divine aid."
"Yes, if I were half as good as Mr. Qu, our master would be able to laugh out of his dreams."
Listening to everyone's praise, Xu Que expressed his agreement. Although he didn't know how well the other party's poems were written, he still scored seven or eight points for his cool style!
Qu Xian calmly stopped writing, took a deep breath, flicked his right hand gently, and the pen instantly fell on the side of the gold paper, then raised his head and looked at the person inside the curtain with a smile.
A faint silver light slowly appeared on the gold paper, and a poem floated in the air.
"The beauty has droopy ears, and she has so many talents that she can't even look at her. She has a golden cloud body, and she is waving her hands and curling up with slender branches."
"What a poem!"
"Look, it's silver!"
"It's Liu Fang Shi'er! Mr. Qu is Mr. Qu, and his action is Liu Fang Shi'er!"
Seeing the magical scene, Xu Que was quite curious. He either thought how good the other person's poem was, or he thought this thing could actually produce strange phenomena!
