On the right side of the hall.
Luo Qingzhou was sitting at the window seat, talking to Kong Zhe and two other scholars.
On the stage, a graceful woman is dancing gracefully to the sound of the piano and singing.
Several people were admiring and chatting.
Song Ruyue took Bai Ling with her and did not rush over. Instead, she sat down at a table behind them and listened.
Miss Tang, the owner of the cruise ship, was talking to a young man in front of her with a smile on her face.
There were many people surrounding the young man, all of whom were full of compliments.
At this time, Kong Zhe was introducing Luo Qingzhou: "That person is Bai Yulou of the Bai family in Jiangnan. He is known as one of the seven talents in Jiangnan. He became famous very early. He also won the imperial examination this time. He is the Tang Dynasty scholar. The young lady personally disembarked and invited him here. It is said that he is the best at writing lyrics. Many women in brothels in the south of the Yangtze River dream of asking him for a good lyric, and they are even willing to serve him for free for half a year..."
Luo Qingzhou took a look and asked curiously: "Write a poem and you can stay in a brothel for free for half a year?"
As soon as these words came out, Song Ruyue, who was sitting a seat behind, suddenly narrowed her eyes.
Kong Che said with a smile: "Of course, with his talent and reputation, even if he lives in a brothel every day, he doesn't need to spend a penny. On the contrary, the leading courtesans and others will take the initiative to give him money."
The young man named Li Fang next to him explained: "If he writes a good song and asks a woman from a certain brothel to sing it, not only will the woman's worth double, but the brothel will also become famous, and the number of customers will naturally increase. many."
Another young man named He Wensong laughed and said: "Brother Luo, just like the song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" that was circulated in Mocheng. Listen to it. This song is now being circulated all over the country. Many people didn't even know it. I have never heard of Mocheng, but as soon as this word came out, Mocheng's name became famous all over the country. This is the effect of good words."
Li Fang sighed: "As soon as "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" came out, all the other poems written about the moon were eclipsed. I really don't know who can write such fairy poems. Not to mention the women in brothels, those literati, talented men and women , who hears this poem and is not intoxicated and amazed? The daughter of the prefect of our place publicly announced last month that if the author of this poem is a man, no matter how old he is, whether he is married or not, she is willing to marry him. give him."
Kong Che laughed: "Brother Li, if this matter is serious, I will go back to Mocheng to publicize it, and maybe the man named Yue Mo will show up."
He Wensong sighed: "It's a pity that a masterpiece of poetry has been spread like this without even knowing whether the author is a man or a woman. If I can make such a fairy tale, when I go to Kyoto, I won't have to specialize in it at all." Looking for a place to live, go directly to a brothel. Today I live in Chunhua Building, tomorrow I live in Qiuxiangyuan, and the day after tomorrow I live in Xiangxuan Pavilion. I change the place every day and change the bride to sleep every night. I don’t have to spend a penny. It’s really beautiful. "
"Haha, Brother He, I'm afraid your waist won't be able to bear it by then."
"I'm afraid that Brother He will be sucked dry after living here for a month."
Luo Qingzhou saw that everyone was joking, so he casually added: "Death under a pomegranate skirt, even a ghost is charming, maybe Brother He is willing to die on a woman."
As soon as he said these words, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck. He turned around and looked into a pair of beautiful eyes that were burning with flames.
He froze, turned his head silently, closed his mouth, and said no more.
"Brother Luo, you said it well! He died under a pomegranate skirt, but he is also charming even if he is a ghost! He is indeed worthy of being the first in Mocheng's imperial examination, what a literary talent!"
He Wensong clapped his hands and praised, then chuckled and said: "This time Miss Tang invited many brothel artists to accompany her, as well as two top brothel artists, all of whom were very tasty. There will be a poetry meeting later, if Brother Luo can compose a good poem Shi, you don’t have to go back to your room at night, there will be a beauty inviting Brother Luo to go to Wushan together, hahahaha..."
Kong Che and Li Fang also laughed, with lewd expressions on their faces that only men would understand.
Luo Qingzhou also smiled stiffly.
When he turned his head again, he happened to see the back of the mother-in-law leaving angrily with Bai Ling.
Bai Ling seemed to feel his gaze, turned around, smiled at him, and then made a beheading motion with his palm on his neck, with a look of gloating on his face.
The singing and dancing on the stage finally ended.
Tang Yan'er came on stage and said a few words. In addition to welcoming talented men and women from all over the country, she also focused on introducing Bai Yulou, who was known as one of the seven talents in Jiangnan.
When Bai Yulou was mentioned, many women in the audience secretly looked at the talented man, their beautiful eyes shining brightly.
Next, the dinner begins.
Everyone gathered together in twos and threes and began to enjoy sumptuous dishes and wine.
Tang Yan'er led the maid and walked towards Luo Qingzhou. When he came closer, Fang said with a smile on his face: "Master Luo, why don't your family members come down to have dinner? Do you want the maid to bring the food and wine, or do you call Are they coming down together?"
Luo Qingzhou said quickly: "Thank you Miss Tang. They don't like the excitement, so there is no need to call them down."
Tang Yan'er smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll ask the maid to bring some food and wine."
Luo Qingzhou thanked him again.
Tang Yan'er pondered for a moment and said: "Master Luo, there have been many excellent poems circulated in Mocheng in the past few months. Two of them are very mysterious, one is named Yue Mo and the other is named Luo Mo. Everyone guesses that they should be The same person, and there is speculation that this person may be the most talented girl in Mo City, Qin Weimo. You and Mr. Kong are both from Mo City, have you ever met the Miss Qin family? "
Kong Zhe was about to shake his head when suddenly something came to his mind: Qin Weimo? Miss Qin?
He suddenly looked at the young man next to him and said in surprise: "Brother Luo, when I and Brother Miao went to visit you last time, it seemed that they went to the Qin family. Isn't that Miss Qin from your family?" "
After saying that, he quickly said: "Brother Luo, although I am from Mocheng, I have been living outside and don't know the situation in the city. If you guess wrong, please don't be offended, brother Luo."
As soon as these words came out, Tang Yan'er and the other two people all had expressions of surprise on their faces.
Seeing this, Luo Qingzhou could only say: "That Miss Qin is indeed from my family. But I don't know whether those poems were written by her, and she has never admitted it."
Tang Yan'er was startled for a moment and said with confusion on her face: "Master Luo, isn't your surname Luo? Why do you live in the Qin Mansion?"
Next to him, He Wensong and Li Fang also looked curious.
Kong Che reacted immediately, his face changed slightly, and he complained secretly, and quickly wanted to change the topic: "Miss Tang, that song..."
"I have married into the Qin Mansion."
Luo Qingzhou said calmly.
As soon as these words came out, Tang Yan'er was stunned for a moment, with a look of disbelief on her face: "Is this the bride-in-law?"
He Wensong next to him also looked surprised and said: "Brother Luo actually came in as a bride-in-law?"
Kong Zhe's face was full of guilt and he didn't dare to say anything anymore.
These days, the reputation of a son-in-law is not good. At best, he is a soft-boiled person who is used to sow seeds. At worst, he is a slave.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.
"Miss Tang! Miss Tang!"
At this time, a scholar in front seemed to have something to do, so he stood up and shouted.
Tang Yan'er quickly apologized and left.
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Kong Zhe quickly laughed and changed the subject: "I heard that the brothel courtesan invited by Miss Tang this time is a beauty from the Kingdom of Hundreds of Flowers. I want to take a good look at it later."
He Wensong and Li Fang both regained their previous expressions and said with a smile: "You really need to take a closer look. I heard that all kinds of stockings that are popular among women now come from the Kingdom of Flowers. Hey, those stockings are too good to wear on the legs." It’s tempting and feels extremely silky…”
Several people were still chatting with their usual expressions.
However, Luo Qingzhou could clearly feel that the other two people were alienated from him.
So what if I get first place in the examination?
In this era, everything is based on family background. If you are born humble, even if you are extremely talented, you will still be looked down upon by the children of aristocratic families if you become a high-ranking official in the future.
Moreover, his ranking as the top one in the ranking list was only from Mocheng, and its gold content was not even as high as that of the one ranked last in the ranking list in Jiangnan.
Luo Qingzhou stopped asking for trouble, drank a few more drinks, got up and left.
Kong Che originally wanted to persuade him to stay, but he felt that it was a bit embarrassing for him to stay here, so he could only nod apologetically and said, "Brother Luo, get some rest early and we'll meet again tomorrow."
At this time, Tang Yan'er was speaking on the stage.
The poetry meeting officially begins.
Luo Qingzhou went straight upstairs and returned to the room without stopping.
Not long after he entered the room, Song Ruyue went down with Bai Ling with a sullen face.
I searched around the lobby on the first floor but couldn't find him. At this time, I happened to hear Tang Yan'er announcing on the stage that "wine" was the title of the poem.
All the talented men and women began to lower their heads and start thinking.
Bai Ling walked to the side of Kong Zhe and the others and asked fiercely: "Where is my uncle? Was he seduced by the courtesan of the brothel?"
The three of them were stunned when they saw her pink face and watery eyes. She was pretty and cute, even with a ferocious expression on her face. They were all in a daze, as if they didn't hear what she asked.
Song Ruyue also came over at this time and asked in a cold voice: "Where is the person?"
Kong Che reacted immediately and said quickly: "Brother Luo went up just now. He should have gone back to his room to rest. Didn't you see?"
The two were stunned for a moment, then left quickly.
"What a handsome girl, called Brother Luo and uncle, could she be the maid of Brother Luo and his wife? Tsk tsk, even the richest people in Kyoto can't compare to this girl. Brother Luo's son-in-law is really enviable."
Li Fang immediately sneered and said: "I'm still envious. I didn't see that Brother Luo was not around for a while, but he came looking for him aggressively? Do you believe it or not? Brother Luo will definitely be punished later, and he will even be punished by that beautiful maid just now. Slap her across the face? That beautiful woman seems to have a bad temper, so she will probably punish her even more severely. I have a son-in-law next door, and I see him being beaten and punished every day."
He Wensong immediately sighed: "Hey, it is really miserable to have a son-in-law. With Brother Luo's ability, why bother to marry into a son-in-law? It is probably also forced by the family."
A few people sighed for a while before they remembered the business of writing poetry and began to think hard.
in the room.
Luo Qingzhou was standing in front of the window, tapping Xia Chan's shoulders diligently.
Xia Chan held the sword and stood there motionless, looking at the dark night outside the window, her pretty face still as cold as ice.
Xiaodie was snickering on the bed and embroidering.
"Squeak..."
The door was suddenly pushed open.
Luo Qingzhou immediately stepped away and moved, pretending to be walking and thinking about something.
Song Ruyue walked in with a cold face.
Bai Linghe followed in with a smile and said, "Uncle, you are so awesome, you actually tricked Chan Chan into coming in."
Luo Qingzhou said: "There are many mosquitoes outside."
Then he raised his hands and said, "Mother-in-law, is something okay?"
Song Ruyue was originally very aggressive and wanted to question why he said such shameless words, but when facing his eyes, she suddenly thought that if she reprimanded and questioned this kid in front of so many people, he suddenly became angry and angry. What should I do if I run away late at night?
Isn't that a piece of cake?
Now that this boy is a free man, if he hasn't married Wei Mo for a day, he can't relax and annoy him, otherwise everything will be in vain and it will be miserable.
Thinking of this, her momentum suddenly weakened, and a smile appeared on her face, saying: "Qingzhou, um... there is a poetry meeting down below, why don't you go?"
Bai Ling immediately said: "It seems to be about wine. My uncle never drinks, so he shouldn't be able to write it."
This motivating method is too childish.
Luo Qingzhou ignored her and said, "I'm a little tired and want to rest early."
When Song Ruyue heard this, she glanced at Xiaodie standing by the bed and Xia Chan standing in front of the window, and couldn't help but said, "How are you going to sleep?"
Luo Qingzhou pretended not to understand: "How to prepare for sleep?"
Song Ruyue narrowed her eyes and suddenly said: "Xia Chan, you and Bai Ling go over there to sleep with Jian Jia."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room was stunned and looked at her in astonishment.
Song Ruyue said quickly: "I slept during the day, and I'm not dozing off now. I'll just sit here and read all night."
Bai Ling suppressed a smile and remembered what those scholars had just said. Madam was afraid that her uncle would be secretly seduced by the oiran below tonight.
Xia Chan held the sword and walked out the door without saying a word.
When Bai Ling was about to leave, Luo Qingzhou suddenly said: "Ba Ling, wait a minute, I'll write a poem. You can take it and give it to Miss Tang."
As soon as these words came out, Song Ruyue's heart suddenly tightened: "What do you want to do?"
Luo Qingzhou said respectfully: "We are able to get on the boat this time because of Miss Tang's love for talents. When she sent us up before, she also asked me to go down to participate in the poetry meeting. If I don't write a poem , not very good. After all, she will definitely not charge the travel expenses this time, and we can’t owe her the favor in vain. So I wanted to write a song, which can be considered as a way to cheer her up."
Song Ruyue frowned and thought for a while, then said seriously: "Yes, you can't owe her a favor in vain. If you owe her a favor, you may not know how she will deal with you in the future. Qingzhou, write a song, don't write it too well. It’s okay, just make do with it, just care about it.”
The corner of Luo Qingzhou's mouth twitched and he said, "Qingzhou knows."
Xiaodie quickly took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, spread it out on the table, and began to grind the ink.
"Wine as the theme?"
Luo Qingzhou thought for a while, walked to the table and picked up the pen.
Usually there are no updates after ten o'clock. It's too late to come back and I can't write anymore.
(End of chapter)
