The twenty-second time is to watch the bright moon without sleeping

Qin Ying knelt down in front of the patio and washed her face several times with cold water, her skin was almost rubbed off, and her ordinary face was restored to its original state.

When she rushed to the top floor of Zhonglu Pavilion for dinner, her cheeks were still red from the cold.

After eating almost, Su Qin began to tease Qin Ying with witty words again. The others soon joined Su Qin's formation.

They thought this little guy with a bun face blushing was especially cute.

Qin Ying knew that she couldn't talk about these sharp-toothed little ladies, so she raised the bowl and scrambled the rice, covering up her embarrassment with her actions.

And Mei Sanniang couldn't help but bow her head and laugh when she saw Qin Ying's embarrassment now.

Later, Abi still had sensitive ears, and when he heard a few pairs of chaotic footsteps outside the paper door, he thought that it was the bustard's mother and others who came to visit, so he coughed and reminded:

"You team up to play tricks on Mei Sanniang's waiter, be careful that Sanniang will trouble you when she goes back. Eat well, won't everyone have something to do later? ”

Qin Ying took a piece of boiled taro from the glass cup, stuffed it into her mouth and said vaguely: "What... Serious business? ”

Sumire used a long jade spoon to hold half a bowl of millet porridge, raised her bright starry eyes and said, "This is the Spring Pavilion, as a prostitute, we are going to receive benefactors at night."

Mei Sanniang listened, and her face suddenly changed for a moment.

Everyone happily gathered around the desk to talk and chat, so that Mei Sanniang almost forgot that this was the Spring Pavilion.

Chunge was originally a place she didn't want to come to, but after meeting such a group of ladies with true temperament, she hesitated her opinion.

"Speaking of which, everyone hasn't introduced their names and identities to newcomers yet." Zhao Tan, who was wearing a smoky blue skirt, put aside the dishes and chopsticks, clapped his hands and said with a smile, "How about we use our name and identity, and each person has a couplet?" ”

Abi was choked by the gourd after hearing this, and she patted her chest for a while before saying, "- rhyme or not?"

"It's just a string of poems to play, you don't have to be real. However, those who lose will be punished with three cups of tea. Zhao Tan took out a blank silk book, dipped the tea with chopsticks, and prepared to make a simple record.

Su Qin didn't like these crepe things the most, so he hurriedly shook his sleeves and said, "You mentioned it first, then you will start it."

The two of them happened to sit opposite, and if Zhao Tan was the first, Su Qin could be less stressed.

"Zhao Tan is good at doing things, and the wine banquet is good for poetry."

Zhao Tan specializes in dealing with Yaling, and often uses the method of writing poems to pour people into drinking at large-scale banquets.

"Abi Fei Jiaofang, Gonghou Guanpingkang."

Abi is not a teacher girl, but her wo Konghou has reached the point of reaching the peak, and no one dares to call her the first in Pingkangfang. Because it turned out that the first Wo Konghou, that is, Abi's master: she had already married a woman.

"Su Qin plucked the seven strings, and Zhou Lang did not review."

Su Qin is a prostitute who plays the lyre, her skills are not high or low, and her performance is very stable, and she has never made a mistake in front of guests in the past three years.

There is an allusion about the lyre. Legend has it that Zhou Yu is good at listening to the piano, and once he attended a banquet, and the sister-in-law who played the piano played the wrong note after seeing him. Zhou Yu glanced back at her.

"The violet color painted Danqing, and the sangha once stayed."

At the age of sixteen, he painted a particularly long mural of the Chang'an Hongfu Temple, and the monks in the temple were full of praise after seeing the mural, and they frequently stopped when passing through the mural.

I also heard that Sumire also received a handwritten letter from the painting monk of the Hanlin Academy.

……

"Moxiang poured the king's grandson and danced Chang'an. Note:

Moxiang is a maiko, her talent is very high, no matter the ancient and modern Chinese and Western dances, she can imitate the silhouette three times. She is not the oldest in Zhonglu Pavilion, but she is the most famous.

Two years ago, some gentlemen saw Mo Xiang's antique sleeve bending dance, and immediately vowed not to marry her. Later, of course, the man did not marry. After being beaten by his son for three months, he never appeared in the realm of Pingkangfang again.

Everyone reported their identities and were interested in Mei Sanniang: "Mei Sanniang, what will you do?" They chattered.

"My three ladies play the flute the best." Qin Ying said for Mei Sanniang.

“…… Flute. As if thinking of something, Abi raised her eyebrows and said, "Do you know that there is a baby in the bustard's mother's room?" ”

"It's something that looks like a six-hole jade flute?" Su Qin said.

"What does it mean to look alike, that white jade is obviously a six-hole jade flute." Zhao Tan sighed twice and dropped the bookbag for everyone, "Xuan is from the "Great Dai Li Ji" in the 'Queen Mother of the West to offer her Bai Xuan. ’”

Ah Bi said casually: "Anyway, Mei Sanniang, you don't have a musical instrument, it's better to go to the bustard's mother to ask for Yuxuan."

It took half an hour to finish dinner, and the figures dispersed.

Mei Sanniang went to the hall to find the bustard's mother. Zhao Tan and Mo Xiang, two official prostitutes, got into the car together and went to a certain country's mansion.

The prostitutes went to the private room on the second floor, tuned the piano and memorized the music, and waited for the benefactor.

Qin Ying stayed on the roof of the building to clean up the table, table, mat and leftovers.

and the two small servants in the hall sent things into the back kitchen, Qin Ying changed into the clothes of the small servants again, and sent water between the hall and the private room.

was busy at the right time, and finally handed over the work to the little maid on the night shift.

She rubbed her shoulders and arms, which had not been tired and suffered for a long time, and climbed onto the roof of the West Courtyard.

Qin Ying likes to sit on the roof and overlook the scenery. Because it's like climbing a mountain, the horizon is extraordinarily broad.

The pale white moon hung in a semicircle above the night sky, and she stared at it in a daze.

Bai Yue was like a bronze mirror, and she saw many familiar faces in it.

…… In most cases, the gentle and sometimes stern sister Qin Xi, the brother-in-law Mingli who has two dimples when she laughs, the master Ning Fengzi who loves food and wine like her life, and Yuan Laodao who will worry about herself.

I don't know how you're doing now, Qin Ying, who is hundreds of miles away, misses you very much.

After reading it for a long time, she sighed and said in her heart: What those sour poets wrote turned out to be true. When facing the moon alone, it is indeed easy to recall all kinds of old acquaintances of relatives in the past.

Hearing a sound behind him that was different from the wind blowing the roof tiles, Qin Ying turned around and saw Mei Sanniang struggling to climb up.

"You haven't slept so late, have you?" Qin Ying stepped forward and stretched out her hand to Mei Sanniang, wanting to pull her.

Mei Sanniang calmly held Qin Ying's cold hand: "Mother Bustard gave me the jade Xuan, so I came here to practice the song." Coincidentally, you're there too. ”

Qin Ying pointed out to her the position where her body temperature was covered before, and found another place for herself: "Sit."

Mei Sanniang squatted down, probed the reality of the roof tiles with her hands, and then sat upright.

She removed the jade from her belt and tried the tone. The movements are like flowing water in the same industry, and there is a kind of beautiful atmosphere in every gesture.

The jade is not very thick, and the index finger and thumb are circled together to be able to hold it. Its whole body is ivory white, and at a glance it is clear that it is made of the finest jade.

She pinched her body and began to play the tune she was most familiar with. The white jade glowed with a dazzling glow in the moonlight.

Qin Ying muttered: "Is it "Bamboo Branch Words"? Very nice to hear. ”

"Hmm. This is our folk song in the Bayu area. Mei Sanniang showed a look of reminiscence, "When I was a child, I didn't sleep honestly, and A-Niang sang "Bamboo Branch Words" to me in front of my couch. In this way, A-Niang will soon be able to lull me to sleep. ”

After blowing a song, Mei Sanniang sang: "Brother Mo is idle and goes into the mountains to pick spring shoots." A-Niang got up early and stewed soup.

"Hundreds of birds enter the forest late, and insects and beasts sleep in fright. In the afternoon of the early sun, Jinjiang is getting fish fat ...... [Note]"

Note: I made up these two poems myself, so don't take them seriously.