Chapter Two Hundred and Three: Chu Pavilion

After crossing the Wende Bridge, walking along the Qinhuai River, you can hear the laughter and laughter everywhere on the bank, and the Hanoi painting boats are dizzying one after another.

Here's the national ......, though. Well, it may also be the largest and highest-grade place in the world at present, and there will never be a scene of a girl waving a handkerchief at the door to greet customers.

Even because of the guards in short clothes behind him, Qian Yuan is not very popular, here is not more important than Beijing, not more important than the southeast coast of money, here is the value of the merry talent, what is important is the wonderful poems that can be sung.

Qian Yuan has only plagiarized two articles in his life, and he still has some inventory in his memory, but he will never waste it here.

"It's a lot more crowded than in the morning." Zhang San muttered on the side.

The fan in Qian Yuan's hand patted this guy's shoulder, "Silly, it's a good deal in the middle of the night, and I don't get up until around lunch...... Yang Wen, huh? ”

Yang Wen looked around vigilantly, too lazy to care, since the Songmingshan incident, he had made up his mind that as long as his young master had the ability to cause trouble, as long as he went out, no matter where he was, there should be no less than twenty guards around him.

"It's a nice place, it's a bit of style." Qian Yuan stopped and looked at the small building not far away with interest.

Compared with other Chu Pavilions, it seems a lot more plain here, no brilliance, no silk bamboo, no noise, and it is very maverick.

I turned around and asked, this time I only brought a few dozen taels of silver, and it was not enough to make a tea round, so Qian Yuan sent someone back to get the silver, and went into the small building by himself.

Sweeping left and right, there was only one small hall in the lobby on the first floor, and the rest of the place was divided into a small room, except for two or three women who were obviously in charge, there were no young and beautiful women in sight.

"This is the first time this boy has come?" A woman in a green dress greeted her with a smile, "Her face is very raw." ”

"It's only been more than 20 days since I left my hometown, and there are still few people with faces?"

"Childe doesn't know, the people we entertain here are all regular customers." The woman in the green dress said with a smile.

"Regulars?" Qian Yuan shook his hand, "It's indeed the first time I've come, what rules?" ”

"Now there's only one left." The woman in the green dress took a few books casually, "What is the Childe Benjing?" ”

Qian Yuan's eyes widened, why did he come to the Qinglou to play and do questions!?

"Childe also said just now, it will only take more than 20 days to leave the hometown." The woman in the green dress covered her mouth and smiled: "Other times, Qin Huai talks about poetry, but only at this moment can he enter the paper and break the question." ”

This is a special feature, and it's still a triennial seasonal selling point, which is really good!

"Don't underestimate the child, if the girl in the building is a man, not to mention lifting people and entering the army, it is not difficult to show off." The woman in the green dress said proudly: "Just yesterday, the youngest son of Wei Guogong returned disappointed. ”

Those who do this work are all sharp-eyed, and they have long seen the twenty guards behind Qian Yuan, all of them have solemn expressions, and they are watching and listening to all directions, so they naturally want to find a way to put their heads in front of them.

No matter how big Nanjing City is, it can still be bigger than Wei Guogong who garrisoned Nanjing, and the whole Nanjing knows that the most favored person in the Wei Guogong Mansion is his youngest son Xu Bangning.

As he was talking, a young man with oily hair and a powdery face walked into the small building with a folding fan, and the servants around him pushed the Qian family's guards away, and scolded a few words in his mouth.

The guards knew that there were many bigwigs in Nanjing City, and they didn't plan to cause trouble, but those servants were too arrogant, and one of the guards retreated a little slower, and they were actually kicked in their hearts.

Zhang San's eyes widened, his hand slanted, and the servant immediately fell out, which was regarded as stabbing the hornet's nest, and more than a dozen servants surrounded him and scolded and punched and kicked, and the crowd of onlookers was almost instantaneous.

Yang Wen was still slightly restrained, but a few guards didn't hold back, and when they moved their hands on both sides, the servants were almost crushed at the touch of a button, and they were beaten all over the ground looking for teeth.

Qian Yuan was really speechless, and spread his hands at Yang Wen's stall, this time it was not my fault.

Yang Wen was also speechless, how could the young master always encounter all kinds of messy troubles when he went out, looking at this appearance, it was not small on the other side.

"Hey, little grandfather, don't make a fuss here," the woman in the green dress caught up and grabbed the young man's arm, "Wait for the girl to come out...... Don't expect me to say a few nice words. ”

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived, this is Xu Bangning, the youngest son of the Duke of Wei, who has been favored since he was a child.

It is precisely because he has been pampered since he was a child that the whole of Nanjing has to let him, and it is even more common to fight and make trouble, but now he can't be beaten and beaten...... Xu Bangning naturally couldn't hold it on his face.

"Hit, hit, hit me!"

"Rice bucket, rice bucket, go call someone!"

"Shame on me, call someone for me!" Xu Bangning glared at Qian Yuan angrily, "Where did you come from, I thought you were Huating Qian Zhancai!" ”

Qian Yuan was stunned for a moment, and the woman in the green dress on the side explained in a low voice, and now the messy rumors are spreading in Nanjing City.

One of the most marketable rumors is: Huating Qian Yuan has studied art in Shaolin Temple in Putian since he was a child, and he has the ability to go up the mountain to fight tigers, go to the sea to catch turtles, and slaughter more than 100 Japanese robbers overnight.

The corners of Qian Yuan's eyes are almost crooked, last time he said that I was from Dabao'en Temple, and now I am replaced by Putian Shaolin Temple, so I am not a monk!

This Xu Bangning was not intimidated, seeing that his family was about to lose, he actually wanted to pounce and go down in person, but the action was only halfway, but the collar was dragged back by someone.

"It's a big fight here, and I'm afraid the reputation is not good." Qian Yuan smiled and sorted out the collar of this guy, "Don't talk about winning or losing, no one in this Qinhuai River will look forward to you coming in the future, why don't you take a look?" ”

To tell the truth, Qian Yuan is really not afraid of Wei Guogong, one is a noble with no real power, and the other is a promising student.

Of course, the most important thing is that the Japanese invaders pointed directly at Nanjing, and Xu Pengju, the Duke of Wei who was in charge of the garrison of Nanjing, was too timid to go to war, Qian Yuan returned to Nanjing from the Taiping Mansion, and Xu Pengju personally greeted him, and a few days ago he also specially posted a post to invite him as a guest.

Xu Bangning glanced at it, and the woman in the green dress in the corner was making a bitter face.

"Okay, leave a font size, and Ming'er will find time to put it right!" This Xu Bangning is also fourteen or fifteen years old, and he wants to make a heroic appearance, which makes Qian Yuan laugh again and again.

"No, no, no, no......" Qian Yuan shook his hand while holding back a smile, "Ming'er, where can you find a hard hand, you say I'm stupid and still right with you?" ”

Xu Bangning was stunned for a moment, touched the back of his head, thought about it, and suddenly asked, "Then what should I do?" ”

"You ask me?"

"Your people beat my people, and they have to let the master out of this breath!"

"Why don't we get it right?"

"Phew, you're a head taller than me, you're stupid!"

"That's either...... In the future, the left and the left will meet, and then compare with each other? ”

Xu Bangning rolled his eyes, this is fooling people.

"It just so happens that there is only Jiyun left in the brand today, why don't you two compare them?" The woman in the green dress came up.

"That's a good idea." Xu Bangning said in a big way: "The master has read the Four Books and Five Classics in the house for two months!" ”

I read the Four Books and the Five Classics for two months...... Tsk, that's long enough.

The woman in the green dress flipped through the books, and before she could remember the question, a cold voice came.

"The people are enough, the gentleman is not enough, please solve the problem."

Xu Bangning's face changed, and he immediately put on a smile, "Miss Jiyun......"

"Please solve the problem."

Qian Yuan turned his head to take a closer look, this woman has a bee waist and long legs, and her figure is very hot, but her face is like cold frost, with a cold and autumn temperament, with a thousand styles in contrast, but with a bookish atmosphere, which is full of temptation.

"Uh......" Qian Yuan unconsciously burped, which was obviously very much in line with his appetite.

"I'm sorry." Qian Yuan smiled apologetically at Xu Bangning, it didn't matter originally, but now it does.

"The people are rich from below, and the king is rich from above." Qian Yuan said loudly.

The girl pondered for a while, nodded slowly, gave a slight salute, and went upstairs by herself.

"Childe, please." The woman in the green dress whispered and swept Xu Bangning with an ugly face out of the corner of her eye.

"Don't be discouraged." Qian Yuan patted Xu Bangning on the shoulder, "If you study for another ten or eight years, there will always be a chance." ”

Xu Bangning was thinking about whether to cheat, anyway, it was not the first time, when suddenly his eyes lit up, and he beckoned and shouted: "Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao, this way!" ”

The person who came was a stout man, who looked like a military attachΓ©, trotted over, bent down and respectfully.

After only listening to two sentences, the man looked at Qian Yuan a few times, couldn't help but step back, and carefully looked at Yang Wen, Zhang San and others outside the door, and couldn't help blurting out, "Your Excellency is Mr. Qian of Huating?" ”

Qian Yuan recognized this person, it was the personal general of Xu Pengju, the Duke of Wei, who was beside him, and nodded with a smile.

Xu Bangning swallowed his saliva, his face changed again and again, didn't he say that Huating Qian Yuan was three feet tall, his waist was as thick as a pillar, and his strength was infinite? Diagram of the Avenue of the Heavens