At the time of unitary, the rain gradually stopped, and the majestic Nanjing City finally appeared in the sight of Yang Muyun and his party under the leadership of He Qixiu, everyone entered the outer city from the Gaoqiao Gate, and slowed down the horse pace, about half an hour later, everyone entered the inner city of Nanjing from the Zhengyang Gate.

Jinyi Weinan commanded the envoy Yamen on the west side of the Chengtian Gate, the main gate of the imperial city, adjacent to the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies. Since it was late, the group went to the post house to rest first. As soon as he entered the post house, He Qixiu made a military order, during his stay in Nanjing, he and two personal guards went out to do errands, Yang Muyun and nine other guards stayed in the post house, during the stay period, ten people can go out during the day, and must return to the post house to rest before the evening hour, and the violator will be heavily punished with thirty sticks. After that, He Qixiu hurriedly led the two guards out.

Yang Muyun and the other nine guards lived in five rooms, and Yang Muyun lived with a small banner, his name was Han Ting, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a slightly dark face and a rather burly figure. He looked at Yang Muyun curiously: "Little brother, how old are you?" Yang Muyun smiled: "Fifteen years old." Han Tingqi said: "It's only fifteen!" You wouldn't be a flag too, would you? Yang Muyun was angry and funny, holding the brass waist card in front of him and shaking it, Han Qi smiled: "I said, it should all be small flags that come out with the hundred households." Then he said, "My name is Han Qi, what about you, little brother?" ”

"My name is Yang Muyun, Brother Han, the younger brother has just joined Jinyiwei not long ago, and I don't understand a lot of things, so I have to ask Brother Han more!"

"Well, Brother Yang, you really opened my eyes, I can become a little flag officer of the Jinyi Guard at the age of fifteen, unless you rely on the blessing of your ancestors, it is really rare."

"Brother Han said with a smile, little brother, I am just a white Ding in Huzhou, where did I come from to be blessed by my ancestors!"

"That Brother Yang is really capable, you must know that my brother joined Jinyiwei at the age of sixteen, and it took me ten years to become a small flag."

"Brother Han, you said that we should all need to do something to follow the hundred households to Nandu!" Yang Muyun changed the topic.

"What to do, hehe, eat, sleep, if you don't want to stay here during the day, go out to the kiln, play with women, as long as you rush back here before the time."

"That's it! So what do you want so many of us to do? ”

"Brother Yang, this is hundreds of miles from Huzhou to the south! We're only responsible for protecting adults along the way, but what about when we get to Nandu? Unless there are special circumstances, the rest will be busy by the hundred households. Otherwise, it would be too inconvenient for adults to take a large group of us wherever we go. ”

"Little brother understands, Brother Han, why did you say that the Lord of the Hundred Households came to this Nandu?"

Han Qi's eyes flashed, and he approached him and lowered his voice: "Brother Yang, you don't know, our Jinyi Weinan Town Fu Si is stationed in Hangzhou Thousand Households Lu Zhonglu is about to be transferred to the North Town Fu Division of the capital to serve as the deputy commander, how many pairs of eyes will be staring at the position of these thousand households as soon as the position of this thousand households is vacant, our Lord He has been working in this hundred households for six years, can you hurry up and come to Nandu to carry out activities and strive for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." ”

"How did Brother Han know about such a big matter?"

"My brother-in-law is the test hundred households next to Lord He, as soon as Lord He is promoted, he is a hundred households, can he not care about this matter?"

Looking at Yang Muyun's stunned appearance, Han Qi smiled and said: "Brother Yang, in short, Lord He is going to be busy here for a while, and tomorrow Brother will take you to Lehehe, you know, this girl from Nandu!" That's ......," he said, barely dripping his mouth.

Yang Muyun thought in his heart: "It seems that this trip is not a big deal, the lady asked me to bring her something, what the girls like, it should be some rouge gouache, pearl jewelry or something, I'll take a look tomorrow, by the way, Su Yue and Ning Xin followed me, and their ...... are indispensable."

The next day, Yang Muyun excused himself to stay in the post house and sleep. Han Qi was not reluctant, and went out with his peers to have fun.

Yang Muyun opened the package that Zhou Mengnan asked Ning Xin to hand over to him, there were several robes made of good lake silk in it, and there was an envelope, and when he opened the envelope, there were ten silver tickets of one hundred taels, all stamped with plum blossom stamps, and the back was written shops that could exchange silver.

Yang Muyun changed into an autumn-colored cardigan robe, took all the silver tickets, and left the post house.

Nanjing City as the old capital of the Six Dynasties, since ancient times has been a prosperous place, Zhu Yuanzhang in the sixteenth year of the Yuan Dynasty after conquering Nanjing, has been more than 90 years, although his son Zhu Di moved the capital to Beijing. But as a companion capital, the prosperity is still undiminished. The city is crisscrossed by markets and shops.

Yang Muyun came to the area of Jubaomen, where the shops and workshops are lined up one after another, the tourists are weaving, on the Qinhuai River, the painting boat is everywhere, and the tactful singing voice comes from time to time in the boat, which is moving. He came to a shop called Yonghe Buzhuang, took out a silver ticket, and when the shopkeeper saw it, he immediately accepted the silver ticket and asked the bookkeeper to pay him a hundred taels of silver.

Yang Muyun got out of the shop and didn't know where to go. He didn't buy anything for women, so he had to look at the places where women gathered. In a place where warblers and swallows and female porridge and porridge are all shops selling rouge gouache and jewelry and jade bracelets. He was about to take a casual look, when he suddenly found that he could not take a step, because almost all the people who walked here were women, and a pair of sparkling eyes floated towards him, some seductive, some surprised, some mocking...... It's all focused on this handsome little minister. It's really unbearable to be stared at like this, but it's no wonder that people are staring at him. A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy comes to see a woman's household things, what do you make the family think. Isn't it a pervert?

A woman twisting the waist of a water snake and dressed in a charming dress came to Yang Muyun with a fan in her hand.

"Yo, little minister, what do you want? Come to my sister and see if there's anything you need? After speaking, he shook a fan at him.

The rich smell of pollen almost didn't make Yang Muyun choke.

"Don't come here!" Yang Muyun turned around and ran away. A coquettish laugh erupted from behind.

"Yo, I didn't expect it to be a chick!"

Running away, Yang Muyun stopped, and felt annoyed in his heart: "What does the lady want, I want some objects for women!" How can I, a big man, go to that kind of place? Standing up straight, looking at the crowd around him, he sighed secretly in his heart: "I can't go to the place where the women go anymore, so it's better to go back to the post house first and then make a plan." ”

Walking along the Qinhuai River, the boats in the river are cruising back and forth in the river, and the bow of the boat is hung with big red colored balls and red lanterns. Everywhere in the boat, women with beaded hair and flowery clothes looked at the railing, and saw the noble sons dressed in chic clothes on the shore. frequently sent a string of confusing autumn waves.

Yang Muyun was dumbfounded, worthy of the fireworks of the Six Dynasties, the land of drunken gold, and the concentration of ordinary people had already been consumed by these pink moth eyebrows, and there was nothing left. At this time, an old man on the shore looked at him with a smile: "Childe, isn't it lonely to patrol here alone, why don't you get on the boat and let the little old man take you to a place to play?" ”

Hmph, at such an old age, he still came here to be a broker, Yang Muyun was about to refuse, when suddenly he saw the old man's eyes light up: "Yo, Song Gongzi, you are here, and Jiang Gongzi, Zhang Gongzi, you are ......" A noble boy in a purple robe with a round face hurriedly interrupted him: "Old Deng Tou'er, hurry up, catch up with the flower boat in front of me." The old man sighed and said to Yang Muyun: "This son ......"

"What nonsense? Let's get on board first, hurry up! After speaking, he pulled Yang Muyun's sleeve and pulled him onto the old man's Wupeng boat, and the two noblemen who followed him also hurriedly got on the boat.

Yang Muyun couldn't help laughing, he didn't know each other, and he didn't care if people wanted to or not, so he pulled and pulled, this Song Gongzi's temperament was really anxious.

The boat sailed, and Song Gongzi let out a sigh of relief: "It's really dangerous, I was almost locked up at home and couldn't get out." A slender boy in a green robe sighed: "Alas! I broke my leg when I ran, but I still didn't catch up. The third son, who was wearing a lotus-colored robe and had a Chinese face, threw a silver ingot to the old man: "Old Deng Tou'er, catch up with the flower boat in front, this silver is all yours." ”

The old man agreed, and accelerated the speed of the paddle.

The three of them introduced each other to Yang Muyun on the boat, the boy with the round face of the purple cannon was called Song Ping, the thin boy in the green robe was called Jiang Wenying, and the man with a Chinese face was called Zhang Tianhe, and Yang Muyun also informed his name.

Song Ping shook the folding fan in his hand: "I didn't expect Yang Gongzi to know about this grand event of the National Color Pavilion Contest in Huzhou, and he is really a good guest in the Qinglou." ”

Zhang Tianhe pouted and said: "What's so strange about this, this national color pavilion is the first popular brothel in Nandu, not to mention in Nandu, even Yangzhou, Suzhou, and Hangzhou generation of dignitaries, literati and ink writers are famous and moved, and it is not unusual for Yang Gongzi to know." ”

Jiang Wenying sighed: "It's a great luck that we were able to come out of the house, but it's a pity that Brother Chengfeng, before he left the house, he was discovered and dragged back by the old man of their family." ”

Song Ping laughed: "He can't go by himself, but he can't complain about others, but it's a pity that the hundred taels of silver have been lost." The quota is occupied, but people can't go, and the money will not be returned. Anyway, their Chen family is not short of this hundred taels of silver. ”

Yang Muyun was confused when he heard it, but he probably heard that these gentlemen made an appointment to go to the Qinglou Flower Boat, but due to the obstruction of the elders in the family, it turned out late, and one of them had not been able to come out.

A few people were talking, only to hear the old man say, "A few sons, it's almost time to get close to the big ship in front." ”

Yang Muyun looked up and saw that the Wupeng boat was gradually approaching a two-story boat, which was larger than the hull of other flower boats, but the boat was moving quite slowly, and the hull was covered with red colors. There was also a burst of silk and bamboo wind music on the boat, and Song Ping and the three of them stood up, ready to board the big boat as soon as they leaned in.

Yang Muyun also stood up, but bowed his hand and said, "The three sons are invited." ”

Song Pingqi said: "Young Master Yang, don't you go up with us?" ”

Yang Muyun glanced at Song Ping, and said in his heart: This Song Gongzi is inexplicable, who said that I was going to get on the flower boat with you, this person is really wishful thinking. ”

Zhang Tianhe said with a smile: "This is Brother Song's fault, I have never heard Yang Gongzi himself say that he wants to join us!" ”

Song Ping knocked on the door of his head with a fan, and suddenly realized: "Oops! I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Yang Gongzi, it turned out that I was in a hurry for a while, don't be surprised. ”

Yang Muyun smiled: "Where is it, Song Gongzi, don't blame those who don't know." ”

Jiang Wenying glanced at Yang Muyun and said with a smile: "Brother Song, you see, Brother Chengfeng failed to join us, but you got involved with Yang Gongzi, isn't this the will of heaven?" ”

Song Ping rolled his eyes when he heard this: "Wow, anyway, the entry money of one hundred taels of silver per person has already been paid, so it's better to give this opportunity to Yang Gongzi!" ”

As he was talking, the Upong boat and the building boat had already made a collision touch.

Song Ping grabbed Yang Muyun's sleeve: "Yang Gongzi is welcome, this opportunity is not something anyone can grab, you know, the beauties in this national color pavilion are ......" Before the words were finished, his saliva flowed, "Three of them, especially my Nandu Oiran, it would be a lifelong regret not to go to see it!" ”

At this time, a voice came from the big boat: "May I ask if it is Song Gongzi, Jiang Gongzi, Zhang Gongzi and Chen Gongzi?" ”

Song Pingtou didn't reply: "Exactly, but Chen Gongzi didn't come for something, so Yang Gongzi came for him." ”

Yang Muyun was shocked: "Song Gongzi, how can you ......?"

Before he finished speaking, Song Ping interrupted him with a laugh: "Young Master Yang, go and be lively, give me face......"

The sound of silk and bamboo pipe music and the cheers of the guests came from the second floor.

Yang Muyun was helplessly dragged up to the second floor by Song Ping, and he had been pulled and pulled by him since he first met him, and he really felt tired of dying in his heart.

"Song Gongzi, you don't have to pull me, I'll just go upstairs with you."

The second floor is full, and judging from the clothes, it is either a wealthy son or a wealthy businessman. Only a table near the window was empty, and the four of them hurriedly went over to sit down, and their own maids came up to serve fragrant tea.

Although there are many distinguished guests upstairs, they are silent.

The four of them looked ahead, only to see that in front of them was a semi-circular stage, covered with red cloth, and in the heart-stirring silk and bamboo wind music, a group of young girls with graceful postures danced like colorful butterflies. I saw their jade arms waving lightly, and the long sleeves like clouds and water flew between the carved beams and paintings like countless delicate petals, exuding bursts of refreshing floral fragrance. Gradually, those charming "petals" gathered together, suddenly and suddenly, like blooming buds, in the rain of flowers, a fairy-like girl in red, like a hollow valley orchid appeared, with her light and graceful, fluttering like a fairy dance, wide sleeves open and close to cover, but also set off her wonderful posture.

What makes people feel unpleasant is that she always has her back to the distinguished guests in the hall, hanging up a greedy appetite, after a graceful dance, the delicate body of the girl in red like water slowly softened backwards, and everyone was like a rooster who was choked by the neck, stretching her neck and waiting for the beauty jade neck to fall, so that they could see the beauty's peerless face. In the midst of a lamentation, everyone clearly saw that under the girl's beautiful eyes like the morning star, there was a veil as thin as the morning mist.

Yang Muyun clearly saw that some of the guests had green tendons bulging on their hands, and they couldn't wait to step forward and tear off the veil. The sound of the silk and bamboo wind music slowly stopped, and in a sound of regret, the girl in red slowly retreated behind the curtain. As she turned her delicate body and was about to retreat into the background, a red shadow flew towards the guest seats.

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