Chapter 427: Killing the Sharp Spirit of Jiangnan's Genius
Meixiang Building is one of the famous buildings by the Qinhuai River, and the girls in it are all versatile, and there are a few stunning people who are even more talented, and they are not selling their bodies.
Like the building where Zhu Cihong is located, it is a place where famous people in the south of the Yangtze River chant poems and discuss knowledge, and it has the role of a social and cultural place.
There are also dignitaries, wealthy businessmen and wealthy guests who come here mainly to socialize and meet the needs of cultural life, not just to meet the needs of the body.
Of course, the scholars occasionally looked at the beauties while doing their studies, and they preferred to oppose the obscene poems of the girls here rather than the poetry of the same surname.
I don't know what the old bustard of this Meixianglou has behind the scenes, and he got a lot of relatives of the prisoners from the teaching department, and after her training, all the girls have become proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and they are all delicate and delicate, which is very hooked the soul of those scholars.
For the scholars and talents of the Ming Dynasty, it is not difficult to play with the girl, as long as there is a talent and fame, there are naturally large landlords to send money to sponsor, and it is no problem to come to the Qinhuai River for a night.
Scholars have had some self-sustained identities since ancient times, and they have to play high-end goods when they play, and it is difficult for them to look at those rouge vulgar fans in ordinary Qinglou, the most important thing is to share a daughter with ordinary people, this stab, that stab, it is too undignified to read people!
Therefore, the scholars in Jiangnan like to come to high-end places such as the backyard of Meixianglou, even if they know that these girls can't see it, they are willing to take out the silver, and they like to enjoy it.
In Zhu Cihong's words, it is a cheap skin, licking a dog!
"Li Xiangjun is here!"
With the shout of an unknown scholar, everyone turned their heads to look in unison, only to see a woman holding a pipa quietly walking into the vacant space on the north side of the second floor.
Zhu Cihong also turned his head to look at it, at first glance, it was like a classical lady's picture, the woman's plain clothes were like snow, elegant makeup, although the woman's face could not be seen clearly through the curtain, but the figure was rhymed, and the looming face, like a bright moon and clear light illuminated the entire Meixianglou.
Zhu Cihong said secretly, Li Xiangjun, one of the eight Yanans of Qinhuai, really lived up to his reputation, just his demeanor and temperament were already elegant.
In Qinhuai Bayan, although Li Xiangjun's appearance and talent are not ranked first, she ranks first in Qinhuai Bayan, and the reason why she is famous is mainly because of her loyalty to love and noble patriotism.
The reason why Qin Huai Bayan became famous in later generations was that in addition to their appearance, they left behind many literary and artistic masterpieces, and maintained their national integrity when their family and country were in danger.
Several young generals around Zhu Cihong were already ready to move, all of them stretched out their heads and stared intently, only Wu Zhong was the most calm, no matter whether the other party was beautiful or ugly, it had nothing to do with him for a long time.
Although the scholars of the Restoration Society pretended to be serious on the surface, they actually couldn't hold it back in their hearts, and Hou Fangyu was the most heartfelt, he made a noise and played a folding fan painted with peach blossoms, and fanned it lightly a few times, wanting to attract Li Xiangjun's attention.
Li Xiangjun was seventeen years old, she didn't speak, but just made a soft blessing to everyone through the curtain, and began to sit down and open the pipa to play and sing.
Li Xiangjun has learned the art of artists since he was a child, and he is proficient in music, rhythm and poetry, silk and bamboo pipa, especially good at southern music, with a mellow singing voice, which is deeply admired by travelers from all over the world.
At this time, she played and sang the best "Pipa Xing", and her singing voice was sweet, which attracted the admiration of the young scholars present.
Fang Yizhi couldn't help but admire: "The string is very compatible, the bitterness and happiness are wrong, but the teacher can be the law, but it is unreachable, Miss Li Xiang is really a talented girl!" ”
Hou Fangyu also shook his head and said: "Miss Li Xiang's piano skills are superb, her voice is round and sweet, I can't wait to listen to it every day!" ”
Li Xiangjun, also known as Li Xiang, is the treasure of Meixianglou's town, and she doesn't sing easily with people on weekdays, if it weren't for Li Xiangjun's stepmother Li Zhenli and Fang Yizhi have a close personal relationship, she wouldn't sing easily in front of so many people.
After the song was over, Li Xiangjun was about to leave, which immediately caused the howls of a group of young scholars: "Miss Li Xiang, don't go, let's do another song!" ”
Hou Fangyu was also anxious, and immediately stretched out his hand and said, "Girl, stay!" ”
Li Xiangjun was stunned, turned his head, gently stroked the bead curtain, glanced at him with beautiful eyes, and said coquettishly: "What's the matter with the son?" ”
When the beauty looked at it, Hou Fangyu's heart moved, and he felt that he was about to float, so he hurriedly said: "In Hou Fangyu in Jinling, is the girl willing to talk about poetry and lyrics with Xia and learn repertoire?" ”
As soon as these words came out, they immediately caused the young scholars of the Restoration Society to secretly snort, secretly saying that Hou Gongzi really has no one else, and he still wants to oppose Li Xiangjun's obscene poetry alone.
The attraction of the beauty is too great, and everyone is not willing to be lonely, vying to give a speech, and the atmosphere in the building suddenly ignites.
Li Xiangjun's willow eyebrows furrowed slightly, obviously unwilling, but she saw that so many people were so fanatical, she didn't dare to refuse rashly in person, for fear that her stepmother would be difficult.
Li Xiangjun looked at her stepmother Li Zhenli on the side, wanting to ask for her help.
Li Zhenli is only nine years older than Li Xiangjun, and she is righteous and bold and elegant, so most of the guests of Meixianglou are literati and honest and loyal ministers.
Li Zhenli understood, came to the front of the stage, and said with a smile like a flower: "Since everyone came to Meixianglou, I will not refute the face of all the talents, my family Xianger loves poetry since childhood, you may wish to chant a poem on the spot, the topic is not limited, if which talent is the most brilliant, you can learn poetry with Xiang'er alone, how about it?" ”
"Good!" All the talented people immediately applauded, talents, didn't they just rely on literature to hook up with girls? This is the ability to take care of your own house!
", ruthless!" Li Shaoyou scolded in a low voice, depressed, this is not giving himself a chance at all!
Since Sun Yingyuan married Chen Yuanyuan, the generals of the Tianwu Army are envious, and Mao Yuanyi married two famous prostitutes of Qinhuai as concubines in his early years, and his life is quite nourishing, which makes a group of generals want to be one of the eight Yans in the entire Qinhuai.
Not only the generals of the Tianwu Army want to ask for one, but the talented people in Jiangnan, and even the nobles of Nanjing all want to make one, among them, Zhu Guobi, the Marquis of Funing, has sent people to Kou's house on Chaoku Street many times to find the most beautiful Kou Baimen in Qin Huai Bayan, and wants to marry him.
Li Shaoyou was very deflated, turned his head to look at Zhao Jinglin beside him, and saw that this marksman looked at Li Xiangjun who was caressing the bead curtain with a dull expression, obviously deeply attracted by the beauty.
Li Shaoyou stabbed him and said, "Brother Zhao, if you like it, you will go to chant poetry, and if you are the most brilliant, you will have the opportunity to go to her boudoir to socialize alone!" ”
Zhao Jinglin came back to his senses, his face was slightly red, and he was a little embarrassed.
Zhu Cihong smiled faintly and said: "If you want to, go for it, who wants to go to war and kill the sharpness of these Jiangnan talents?" ”
Li Shaoyou smiled and said, "Your Highness, aren't you difficult for us?" When it comes to war, the talents here are not as good as me, but if we talk about this on-the-spot poetry, how can we do it! ”
Zhu Cihong snorted lightly and said, "Now do you know the benefits of me letting you study more?" Not even a sister! ”
Li Shaoyou smiled, and then chatted with Xu Sheng there, no longer caring about this Laoshizi's poetry.
The talented people in Meixiang Lou paced back and forth one by one, wanting to compose poems in seven steps, and they were a blockbuster, but the difficulty was too fucking high, and no one made it for a while, and even the four sons of Jinling, who were eight years old, were also groaning, looking for artistic conception.
glanced at Li Xiangjun on the stage again, Zhao Jinglin was unwilling, scratching his ears and cheeks, wanting to recite a poem to capture the heart of the beauty, but there were not a few drops of ink in his stomach.
Although he is behind the gate, he has been practicing martial arts and reading military books since he was a child, although he knows a basket of big characters, and can recite a few Tang and Song poems, but he can't chant poems on the spot like a genius.
Zhu Cihong looked at his appearance, immediately smiled, and said, "Bring a pen!" ”