The east wind does not come, the catkins in March do not fly, the cherry blossoms are white, the peach blossoms are red, the grass is green, and even the wind has a faint earthy smell, this is a season of heart turmoil.

Walking is an indispensable activity in Ningzhou, appreciating flowers, tasting wine, bringing a few first-class singing women to sing the piano and singing, and then a few literati and ink writers chanting poems against each other, it is also a unique taste.

It is said that last year's famous poem "Beauty's Death" was from Ningzhou's Youth Club, and this morning it has been sung, it is said that the literati in the capital are full of praise, one of the sentences "The wind is still green in the green mountains, where is the beauty in the sunset?" "It's wonderful.

It is said that businessmen are ruthless, the drama is meaningless, businessmen have money, they naturally think of the product, and vassal elegance is naturally indispensable.

The morning light tore through the night, and when the first rays of sunlight shone on the earth, three carriages stopped in front of the Yefu Gate early.

Crossing the two gardens, Ye Junsheng got up early for today, and began to fiddle with himself in front of the bronze mirror on the third watch.

At this moment, his two bundles of ear hair are matched with white clothes, the shallow stubble has been shaved several times, his face is a little less sad, a little more energetic, smiling slightly, he looks a lot younger, and he looks a little dignified with his usual solemn and solemn makeup.

He fiddled with a paper fan and posed several times, then turned to stare at the little guy next to him and asked, "How is it?" Sir, do I look like a scholar today? I can't let others say that Madame is a flower stuck in my pile of cow dung. ”

The little guy next to him was already full of sycophants in his stomach, and he opened his mouth to come: "Master, your Yushu is pressed by the wind and begonias, and you are suave Sai Pan'an, not only like a scholar, but also a great talent, you see that you are dressed in white with the wind, two strands of green silk hanging behind your ears, with your blurry eyes, tall posture, majestic figure, don't say anything else, as long as you go anywhere, you don't need to move your little fingers, Mrs. has been fascinated by you..."

Before he finished speaking, a subordinate outside walked in: "Master, according to your instructions, the literati is Jiang Sheng of Ningzhou Academy, and the Qin Music Song and Dance is invited to Lan Hui'er, the Oiran of Yishuifang last year."

Everyone has arrived at the door, when do you think it will leave? ”

Ye Junsheng looked at the small courtyard in the east, with a look of anticipation: "Don't worry, don't worry." ”

Xiao Si beside him looked incredulous, as if he hadn't digested what this subordinate said, and paused for a while before stammering: "But... But Jiang Sheng, the first genius in Ningzhou? Is it Jiang Sheng, who made "The Death of a Beauty" last year? And last year's song of Buddha according to the name of Yishui moved Lan Hui'er in Ningzhou? ”

The subordinate in front of him nodded: "Yes, it's them." ”

"Wow... The old man has made a bloody investment this time. The little guy jumped up excitedly, and hurriedly shook Ye Junsheng's arm: "Master, this is going to take down Mrs. in one fell swoop, if I were Mrs., I would definitely be moved to cry!" ”

He said, hurriedly went around the house a few more times, found a silk scarf and raised it in his hand: "Master, silk scarf... Silk scarf, if Madame is moved to cry in a while, you can wipe her tears..."

Xu is this little guy can always make Ye Junsheng happy, and he is quite favored in front of Ye Junsheng, so he is a lot less restrained.

Ye Junsheng smiled and glanced at him: "If you give me a smooth tone again, I won't take you to today's outing." ”

"Don't... Don't! The little guy was taken aback: "Jiang Sheng is my idol, Lan Hui'er, Lan Hui'er..."

When he said this, his face turned red, and he began to become shy.

"Haha..."This scene made Ye Junsheng laugh again.

The sun was rising, and the fat girl in the small courtyard on the edge of the east courtyard was so anxious that she stomped her feet: "Madam, please, you can go!" Don't you know, our Ningzhou City is a rare event, every year in addition to the Mid-Autumn Festival and Lantern Festival, this outing is the most lively.

It is said that this year, the master has invested a lot of money, and invited the first genius in Ningzhou and the Oiran of Yishuifang to help our Ye family, and this time the Ye family will definitely be in the limelight..."

"If you don't go, if you don't go, you won't go, if you are long-winded, I won't want you anymore." Qiao Yue's attitude was resolute, no matter what the fat girl said, she just didn't want to.

has been singing with the Chai couple for three years, and Qiao Yue's most annoying thing is that others treat her as a monkey, and finally she doesn't have to sing, and she has to participate in a youth club.

Thinking that there would be a lot of people participating, Qiao Yue was reluctant in her heart, not that she had to sing, but this kind of atmosphere with many people made Qiao Yue feel uncomfortable, as if she already had a psychological shadow for this so-called gathering.

The subordinates have already come over to urge three times, and Ye Junsheng even looked like he was looking through the autumn water, leaning at the door and stretching his neck to look inside.

The fat girl was helpless and sighed: "Master, please don't move Mrs., she said... She said that the fat girl would go for her, and it would be good to come back and tell her. ”

Ye Junsheng was looking forward to it, and he was expecting this spring party to have some sparks with Qiao Yue, but Qiao Yue didn't participate directly, and he was very disappointed.

The little smile that took a lot of effort for the little guy to make up fell back in an instant, and then with a melancholy face, he shook his head in frustration: "Let's go, it's not too early." ”

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"Madame said that when the master comes back, she will play a song for the master, so that the master can compare whether the lady plays better or the Oiran better!"

"Oh? Is this why you didn't come to participate? Ha ha... It's my lord, I don't understand the amorous feelings, and I misunderstood Mrs., but let Lan Hui'er go back, and you will invite Mrs. again? ”

"Hehe, Madam said again, if you let Lan Hui'er go back, the song played especially for you will be gone."

"Haha... Madame doesn't leak! ”

With the sound of talking, the three carriages gradually moved away, and the group happily went in the direction of Zhiyun Mountain.

Qiao Yue hid behind, and looked at her brain for a long time before daring to come out of her small courtyard.

Xu is poor and afraid, although Qiao Yue has lost her memory, but she still has a character in her bones about making money or something, although the Ye family is rich, it is never her own, and she is not so at ease when she spends it.

Ningzhou City University, these days Qiao Yue in addition to fishing, selling fish, in fact, also a lot of shopping, singing is not a human thing, Qiao Yue thought of all these years to see people's faces, but also forced to smile, there was a burst of disgust in her heart.

Walking through most of Ningzhou City, an alley closer to the north gate looks quieter, you can open a restaurant here, and the Ye family will definitely not find it.

Qiao Yue thought so in her heart, touched her pocket, and felt a bitterness in her heart, the damn father and mother didn't leave a big son for herself, and she had to rely on selling fish to open a food shop, I really don't know when it will be.

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