In September, the imperial capital is beautiful and sunny, the fragrance of osmanthus is still diffused in the air, and the light fragrance of chrysanthemums is masked.

Dong'er began to adapt to the role of hostess, and there were potted chrysanthemums in the courtyard, yellow, white, and purple, looking at the spirit in clusters. Taste tea, appreciate chrysanthemums, and live a leisurely life.

Jiang Anyi remembered that three years ago, he sang chrysanthemum poems on the Zhuowang Peak of Zechang Academy, offended the rich and noble children of the academy, and was regarded by Liu Yushan and others as a representative of the children of the poor family. Now that he is a member of the Beijing Rite Department, his family industry is making money day by day, and he can't match the word Hanmen, I don't know what Deng Shanchang and Liu Yushan think at this time. However, Jiang Anyi asked himself, although his family background has changed, he is still the heart of a poor student.

Dong'er sat on the other side and embroidered, raising her eyes to look at Jiang Anyi from time to time, easy to ask for priceless treasures, rare lovers, and able to get a satisfactory home, Dong'er was satisfied, and had already turned her resentment towards her father and brother into gratitude.

"I don't know how my brother is doing in the township exam this year, if he can pass the exam, he will enter Beijing next year to take the exam, I want him to bring his father and mother to Beijing together. Jiang Lang, do you say it's good? Dong'er stopped embroidering and looked at Jiang Anyi with big eyes and affection.

"The results of the township test will be sent to the Ministry of Rites, and I greeted Chen Langzhong from the Ministry of Rites, and he will tell me as soon as there is news." Jiang Anyi said with a smile: "If you want to be your father, no matter whether Brother Li is promoted or not, you can let your father and mother come to the capital first, anyway, our family has enough houses and more people." ”

Yu Qingle staggered in from outside, and greeted from afar: "Anyi, I have something to do with you." ”

Dong'er stood up, bowed from afar, and turned around and entered the house. Yu Qingle didn't pay attention to it, sat on the position where Dong'er was sitting just now, and said, "Anyi, it's rare recently, why don't you come to my house to play?" ”

After getting married, Jiang Anyi did go to Yufu less often, Yu Qingle was detained at home to study, and the number of times he came out was also less, and the two hadn't seen each other for half a month.

Without waiting for Jiang Anyi to explain, Yu Qingle took out a gilded invitation from his sleeve and said with a smile: "Good thing, Anyi, you have to thank me." ”

"Brother Qingle is getting married, congratulations, I will definitely have a big gift bag then." Jiang Anyi took the invitation and said with a smile in his mouth. He knew that Yu Qingle was going to get married next year, he had been very tightly restrained by Master Yu recently, Zhang Yuzhu was a pungent person, and there were not many good days for this Qingle brother to eat, drink and have fun.

The pale cyan sandalwood rice paper is fragrant, and the book "tender chrysanthemum is new color, fireworks are flourishing, and it is appropriate to listen to the rhyme, and the famous flowers are lightly tasted." Jingshi Zhangtai did hold an Oiran meeting on the shore of the light smoke water on September 17, the crowd competed for beauty, Douyan to set the name of the flower, win the Oiran, Jiang Zhuangyuan is a real celebrity from the amorous, when do not violate the good period, look forward to it. ”

It turned out to be the September competition for the name of the Qinglou in Beijing every year, Jiang Anyi once wrote a "Butterfly Love Flower" for Xiang'er in Manchun Courtyard, and later Yu Qingle grinded himself to write a "Butterfly Love Clothes" for Li'er, so he found himself to write the lyrics again. I have been criticized for being insulting to Sven in Qinglou's fortunate name, where do you dare to be contaminated again.

Seeing that Jiang Anyi shook his head without asking, Yu Qingle was a little dumbfounded, and said curtly: "How many people in Jingshi can't ask for this invitation card with lanterns, Anyi, you actually abandoned it." This, this, this, this is also too infuriating. Looking at Yu Qingle's grinning pain, he really wanted to strangle Jiang Anyi.

After taking a breath, Yu Qingle began to persuade Jiang Anyi, "Every year, the Oiran Club is a grand event in Beijing, and the guests on the table are King Keming, the Duke of Shenguo, the bachelors of the Jixian Palace, officials from various ministries in the court, as well as Jiang Zuo Weng Li Jinxian and other famous people. ”

"Will the scholars of the Jixian Hall and the officials of the court also participate in the Oiran Society? Are they not afraid of impeachment in the imperial history? Jiang Anyi asked in surprise.

Yu Qingle glanced at Jiang Anyi with disdain, and said with a smile: "Anyi was originally afraid of being impeached by the imperial history, I thought you were really a saint and was not moved." In the past two hundred years, Emperor Zhao and Emperor Xuan were both happy with the law, and there were tens of thousands of prostitutes in Yongchang. Although today's son advocates frugality, the trend is difficult to get rid of for a while. The imperial capital Oiran will attract celebrities from all over the world to gather in Yongchang, celebrities and prostitutes, talented and beautiful people will spread good stories every year, and the people who come to the party are like a carp crossing the river, and there are countless people. ”

Jiang Anyi glanced at Yu Qingle strangely, such a beautiful thing Yu Qingle should ask his fox friends and dog friends to attend the meeting together, how could he think of himself?

Yu Qingle's old face turned red and told the truth. Manchun Courtyard is a famous green building in Beijing, last year it was even more irritated because Xiang'er won the reputation of the lotus, and this year Li'er got Jiang Anyi's new word, and also wanted to win the name of the flower. Yu Qingle often boasted that he was in love with Jiang Anyi in the Manchun Courtyard, and during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Jiang Anyi shined with a song "When will the bright moon be there", and even the word Weng Li Jinxian also sighed that when he avoided the limelight, Jiang Anyi had a tendency to change from a small word fairy in the south of the Yangtze River to a big Zheng word fairy.

Qinglou is inseparable from lyrics and songs, so the old bustard of Manchun Courtyard asked Yu Qingle to bring an invitation to Jiang Anyi, so that Jiang Anyi could cheer for Manchun Lou, and of course Yu Qingle could also enter the room by the way. If Jiang Anyi didn't go to the meeting, wouldn't Yu Qingle's opportunity be wasted.

Yu Qingle also introduced the red girls in each building, courtyard and hall, whose singing and dancing are like fairies, whose Xiao blows like crying like a complaint, and whose singing voice lingers around the beam for three days. Yu Qingle talked about these things like a few treasures, and Jiang Anyi's heart was itching, and he immediately agreed to participate in the meeting.

Yu Qingle jumped up happily, and then said in a low voice: "Anyi, you must come to my house on the sixteenth, otherwise I won't be able to come out." ”

Jiang Anyi looked at him with a blank look, and he was not funny, so he simply said: "If you call Brother Yucheng too, then Master Yu will have nothing to say, and Sister Yuzhu will not be able to talk about you." ”

On September 16, Huaiyuanfang became crowded, and tonight the Oiran meeting was held in the market square on the shore of the light smoke lake in Huaiyuanfang. Fortunately, Fang Ding has experience, and he has been restricted since Shen Shi, and Jingzhao Mansion has sent officials to help maintain order, and Yin Gao Yizhi of Jingzhao Mansion will also have fun with the people and attend tonight's elegant meeting.

Jiang Anyi and the others' carriage arrived at the gate of the fang and did not let them in, there were too many people who came today, and Yu Qingle didn't even change a few signs, so he had to come back angrily.

Leave the car in the courtyard, Jiang Anyi, Zhang Yucheng and the Yu brothers walked into the workshop, the closer to the square, the more noisy it felt, the coming and going are scribe shirts, the old and young are all flower admirers, the petals are like blooming flowers, attracting the wandering bees and butterflies everywhere.

Yu Qingle was especially angry that the carriage had lost face because it didn't enter the workshop, and pointed to a convoy of seven or eight carriages and said indignantly: "These damn fangding dogs look down on people, how can these carriages be put in, hey, the second one is the incense car of the girl Xiaoxiao of Dingfang Pavilion, who is she coming with?" ”

The fifteenth moon is sixteen round, although it is not the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moonlight is still bright and cold as water. Red lights are hung along the lakeside, singing and laughing everywhere, the lights are reflected on the water, covering the brilliance of the moon, the protagonist of tonight is not Chang'e Moon Rabbit, but the delicate and beautiful lady in the world. Yu Qingle was like a fish in water, calling friends in the crowd, seeing his brother-in-law's eyes shining, Zhang Yucheng shook his head helplessly, very worried about his sister-in-law.

The stage of the performance is set in the middle of the square, and the surrounding flowers bloom like flower petals around the stage is the main field of each green building, and those celebrities and distinguished guests sit in front of the green building that invited them. Yu Qingle took Jiang Anyi to appear in front of the color shed of Manchun Courtyard, the old bustard smiled from ear to ear, can please move this great god, Manchun Courtyard Li'er has a much greater chance of winning another flower name this year, Huancai Pavilion is coaxing, isn't it just to invite Li Shiweng to write lyrics for Duo'er, we have Jiang Zhuangyuan, no worse than Li Shiweng.

The space is limited, there are only more than ten tables and chairs in each Qinglou, and there are already eight adults sitting, Jiang Anyi looked at it, and he didn't know it, but he saw that there were more businessmen dressed up. Jiang Anyi and the four of them were crowded at a table, with melon seeds, fruits and tea on the table, chatting while sipping, which was also comfortable.

As soon as the time arrived, the gong struck three times, and the whole square gradually quieted down, and the Oiran meeting began.

The opening scene is Bixuanju's Qiong Mei blowing the flute, the sound of the flute is clear, resounding in the night sky, the moonlight in autumn is a little bleak by the sound of the flute. Nearly 10,000 people were silent, listening intently to the sound of heaven, the aftermath was lingering, and the moonlight was long.

When Qiong Mei got up and was blessed, everyone woke up from the dream, and the applause was like thunder. There were four maids carrying silver plates in their hands, and they came around and stood a little in front of each of the sheds. Yu Qingle explained on the side: "This is to the lottery, whoever wants to feel good will be rewarded, according to the number of lottery heads to determine the name of the twelve flowers, the most is naturally the Oiran." ”

It turned out that it was not for nothing, it cost money, Jiang Anyi glared at Yu Qingle angrily, and was fooled by this kid again. The maid came to the color shed of the Manchun Courtyard with a silver plate, someone in the seat got up and voted for the silver ticket ingots in the silver plate, Jiang Anyi's eyes were sharp, the plate was full of yellow and white things, and the value was no less than five hundred taels, and the four maids were at least two thousand taels together.

Since he came, he didn't feel good about his hands, Jiang Anyi took out ten taels of silver tickets, and was snatched by Yu Qingle before he got up, and said with a smile: "Anyi, I'll reward you for you." He came to the maid with the silver ticket, and smiled for a while before returning to his seat.

The maid sent the silver plate to the table, and there was a special person counting it, and soon Bixuan Juqiongmei's color head was calculated, and it was three thousand two hundred taels of silver. Jiang Anyi secretly exclaimed that his official residence was six grades, and a year's Yulu was converted into more than 80 taels of silver, and a Qinglou woman could be worth her 40 years of Yulu with a song of Qingxiao, which couldn't help but make people angry.

Next, the beauties of each Qinglou took turns to perform on stage, singing or dancing, each with its own characteristics, and the more than 100 taels of silver that Jiang Anyi carried unconsciously scattered a light. It's the turn of the Manchun Courtyard to play, and before the show, the girl went to the color shed to worship, and the meaning is self-evident.

When passing by Jiang Anyi's side, Li'er stood still and said in a delicate voice: "Gongzi Jiang, do you want to know the whereabouts of Senior Sister Xinfei, and I hope that Gongzi will help you later." ”