"But, guys." Old man Li put the tea bowl on the table, picked up the tea lid and knocked it, "Although this Doctor Wu's character is a little worse, his medical skills are there." After decades of practicing medicine, who of you has ever heard of a person being cured by a cold? ”

"Doctor Wu......" Xie Xiang felt that this title was a bit familiar, and after thinking about it, it shouldn't be so coincidental.

Listening to Old Man Li's words, a group of people around him discussed with each other, and it is true that in Wuzhou, Huairentang's reputation is still quite big. I think that the doctor inside will not even be able to miss the wind and cold.

"Then if it's not a misdiagnosis, why would this Doctor Wu want to kill the eldest son of the Li family?" A man in a short blue shirt asked curiously.

Old man Li glanced at him with some disdain: "How do I know this, if I know that this case is still closed." ”

Hearing this, the man touched his sleeve a little sneeringly: "Isn't this Old Li, your magical powers." ”

was praised for a while, and Old Man Li didn't take the shelf again: "Although I don't know, I guess it's someone who instructed!" ”

"Tsk!" Everyone around them gasped, but they all became excited: "Is this true?" If so, who instructed it? ”

"Who can instruct me, the elder brother of the third aunt of the Li Mansion is fierce and vicious, thinking about how to rob the Li Mansion's family property all day long. Although the second aunt has always been kind and kind, she knows if she wants to be the master. ”

The people around were speculating one by one, but it was Old Man Li who was drinking his own tea.

In the middle of the conversation, the Oiran and a few girls of the temple arrived, and as soon as the gongs and drums sounded, everyone stopped talking. The curtain on the high platform slowly opened, and both sides were brought together on the surrounding pillars.

Storytelling is a kind of one-person speech in quyi, which uses artistic means such as narrating plots, describing scenes, describing situations, simulating characters, and commenting on affairs to perfunctory historical and modern stories. The northern language family is commonly known as commentary, and in the south, it is mostly called "commentary", and there are also "commentary". And this Oiran of Luofang Courtyard is talking about the section of "The Peony Pavilion", the garden dream.

This story is about the reason why Mr. Yin taught the "Book of Songs" in the "Book of Songs" "Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the River Continent; My Fair Lady, Gentleman. After visiting their own back garden with the maid, they were even more sad, and when they came back, they had a dream of having a cloud and rain in the garden with a hand folding willow, and after waking up from the dream, they went into the back garden alone to find the amorous man in the dream.

It is said that it is an oiran, and it is naturally charming and colorful. Wearing a bright green skirt, she dragged it to the ground, covered with a light white armor. There are a few sways on his head, and his face is covered with a thin veil. The voice is crisp and charming, but it vividly describes Du Liniang's youngest daughter's mentality, which makes people applaud loudly from time to time.

At the end of the song, the charming woman on the stage bowed outward, and the curtain was slowly closed.

The people in the audience came back to their senses at this time, applauded vigorously one by one, and some poked their necks, eager to kiss Fangze. Some people also coaxed: "Little lady has another one!" The people around him responded and asked to do it again.

Old man Li was calm, and he listened to the little music when he listened to it. After listening to the aftertaste, I tasted the last sip of tea in the teapot. smashed his mouth and muttered, "Another one?" That's not a loss! ”

Xie Xiang laughed secretly, it turns out that ancient and modern, whenever a beauty appears, it must be priced.

At this moment, the sun has begun to set west, but the summer sky is too slow to be noticed. Everyone coaxed for a while, watching that the beauty was gone, and an old man on the high platform said flower drums. laughed twice, and when they saw that it wasn't interesting, they dispersed.

Myonon Garden is located in the north of the town, and this area is mostly a gathering place for several famous places. Every day as soon as the sky gets dark, the Luofang Courtyard on the street begins to light up a red lantern with a bar, and there are several pairs of benefactors who pull and pull with the girl at the door of the first floor. In the end, most of them entered the ecstasy cave and became a skirt guest.

On the second floor, there are a few flower girls who are leisurely leaning on the good looks, some of them are shaking the drunken fan of the noble lady, laughing at each other, and from time to time covering the corners of their mouths with a fan and chuckling, which makes the men passing by downstairs itch one by one.

Lokboin, second floor, corner house.

A woman with white skin in a, with deep eyebrows, dressed in brightly colored clothes, with bits and pieces of beads on her head, reflected in the candle light lit in the center of the room, projected on the wall, tearing out various shapes.

The light and shadow distorted and flickered, cutting the face of the woman sitting on the chair at the table in the room into a strange shape.

Wu ...... Auntie......"

A slight voice suddenly sounded with a little trembling, and with the sound of this body, it was discovered that there was a second person in this room.

The woman known as Aunt Wu looked at a handkerchief in her hand. Looking at it again and again, I looked at it carefully, as if the handkerchief would suddenly bloom. The person who had just heard the voice was already lying under the table in horror.

"I said, the thing has been given to your master, what do you want?"

In the silence of the four places, Aunt Wu finally spit out a few lazy words from her mouth, and as her somewhat cold and tired voice sounded, the woman lying on her stomach trembled even more.

She shuddered and returned: "Master...... The master said he wanted to ask for a little more......"

Aunt Wu glared at the woman on the ground with fierce eyebrows, and said disdainfully: "When the medicine in our Miao Village is mud? Grab a handful? ”

"It's not...... It's not ......"

"Humph! You tell your master, don't come to me if you have nothing to do in the future, I just don't look down on her lack of heart...... At the beginning, it was a matter of money and goods, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind to her. ”

Aunt Wu's eyebrows were cold, and the tails of the Danfeng eyes carefully depicted by her deep eyes were raised upward, reflecting a touch of redness at the corners of her eyes, which was indescribably ruthless.

As she spoke, she saw a colorful spider crawl out of a handkerchief in her hand.

The woman's face on the ground suddenly turned pale, and she couldn't stop trembling, and she could almost hear the sound of her upper teeth knocking on her lower teeth.

Aunt Wu sneered to herself, and suddenly she didn't know that she had turned her eyes again, and her voice suddenly turned soft: "It's just ......"

The woman on the ground was full of horror and suddenly relaxed, called "luck", secretly wiped a handful of sweat in her heart, she quickly trembled and asked flatteringly: "No...... But...... But what? ”

Accompanied by a careful sycophant, I can't wait to call Aunt Wu my mother.

Aunt Wu laughed frivolously, clenched the handkerchief in her hand and wiped her red cherry lips, and said in a weird manner: "If your master is willing to spend a lot of money, I can get her some more useful ......"

The woman hurriedly lay on the ground and kowtowed a few times to Aunt Wu: "Thank you Auntie for your success, my master is now ready to send arrows, and she has to go all the way to the dark, bad things are done, as long as my master can get rid of those thorns in the eye, Auntie, you are her big benefactor......"

Aunt Wu spat disdainfully: "Don't say it's useless, there's no need for your little hooves to sell your mouth here with me, listen, hurry back and tell your master, just say that she is lucky, it happened, there is a more powerful person than me who is coming to Wuzhou these days, what does she want, hurry up and prepare the silver." ”

The woman on the ground was surprised and delighted, and kowtowed again and again as if she had been amnesty: "Yes, yes, the slave and maid will go back to report to the master, and this will go back to ......."

Aunt Wu had already looked at a bronze flower treasure mirror and made her head, and without looking at the woman on the ground, she cautiously kowtowed to her and retreated, and went by herself.

The moon is high and the wind is high at night, when you drink and have fun.

……

Xie Xiang looked at the bustling streets, the extravagant hook bar, and had to sigh that although it was ancient. But pastime is also indispensable, and it is more open.

After listening to the gossip and songs, I walked out of the gate of Miaoyin Garden, and walked and watched all the way. The streets here are relatively neatly built, with various storefronts scattered on both sides of the street. From the innermost Miaoyin Garden, it is lined up one after another, and it is the Piaoxiang Pavilion with ten miles of fragrance, and then there is the Luofang Courtyard on the street.

These three places occupy one side of the street, and on the other side of the street are a number of smaller shops and the like.

The streets were full of people, and there were some small vendors walking, holding up their objects and selling them from time to time. More are some well-dressed literati children, who came out of the Piaoxiang Pavilion full of wine and food, and stumbled around the girl they knew, and entered the Luofang Courtyard in a blink of an eye, indescribably extravagant.

Looking at this peaceful scene with some playfulness, Xie Xiang sneered and sighed a little in his heart.

The Ming Dynasty had been at peace for too many years at this time, and the soldiers were in ruins. The unevenness of the border passes has not attracted the attention of the rulers, and those border soldiers who threw their heads and spilled their blood cannot attract the slightest attention from these drunken people in the interior.

They are still immersed in the prosperity of Yongle, and they are still dreaming of a powerful empire, but they don't know that the process of history has sounded the death knell for this once powerful dynasty, and they have also thoughtfully prepared countless gravediggers for it to go forward and hold a vigorous burial campaign.

It all shows that there will be no China after death, and there will be no China after Yashan. However, the demise of the Ming Dynasty is not doomed, the rich can not be more than three generations, several generations of mediocre kings and even faint monarchs have been in power for a long time, even if there is Zhongxing, it is still exhausted, and there is no power to return to the sky.

The shortcomings and limitations of the monarchy doomed all dynasties to the same end, the only difference was who would end them.

Thinking of this, looking at the red light and green shadow in front of him, Xie Xiang's expression was a little dazed, but those countless people with lofty ideals were willing to sacrifice everything for such a decadent empire. Even if it is his own father, if he says that it is for the sake of the family and the country, he will not frown and go to death if he thinks about it.