Chapter 12 100 Jinling Poetry Battles (1)
Jiang Yun said a lot, and finally said the words "I participate", Beigong Boyu let go of the hand holding Jiang Yun's thigh with a reluctant expression, and stood up by himself, his eyes full of joy.
"Many of the scholars on the riverbank have not scared you so much, but today you are afraid of this because of a woman?" Jiang Yun looked at Beigong Boyu and became a little curious about the crazy girl he was talking about.
"Brother Yun, I'm really not joking." Beigong Boyu looked sad, "Fat man, I have been in the flower field for sixteen years, and it can be said that I have seen all the large and small bathing scenes in Lin'an, if you don't believe it, you can inquire, as long as you report my name of Beigong Boyu, they will definitely be frightened!" ”
"Still not..."Jiang Yun hurriedly waved his hand, if he really went to find someone to ask, if he didn't get it, he would be regarded as a fellow party of this fat man, and it would be slight to send it to the government.
"But that crazy girl isn't ordinary." Beigong Boyu evoked some painful memories, "I clearly remember when I was ten years old, I went to her house to take a peek... When I was watching the maid take a bath, none of the housekeepers noticed me, so I went to the maid's apartment, and was about to observe, but she did not know when she appeared behind me, and then shouted to catch the thief, and even held a dagger in her hand. Have you ever seen a ten-year-old woman with a dagger..? ”
"I tried all my strength to escape from her, and then she stabbed my father and I was beaten again."
Beigong Boyu was in pain, "Brother Yun, you have to help me, if she appears in the poetry club at that time, I will have to rely on you." If it were the three of us, we wouldn't be afraid of them. ”
After Beigong Boyu continued to talk a little about the poetry meeting, Mo Yinian sent him out, turned around and asked, "Childe, do we really want to participate in the poetry meeting?" ”
"It's okay, the distance between Jinling and Lin'an is closer, so we have the right to rest for a few days. The son of the Beigong family personally invited him, and we can't talk about it if we don't go, just show our faces. ”
"Let's go, the two of us should also go and straighten up, otherwise I'm afraid that we will be laughed at by those young ladies at that time."
Mo Yinian nodded and followed Jiang Yun to Jinling City.
Jinling because of the merchants come and go a lot, there are four market squares, respectively in the southeast and northwest four corners of the city, all are close to the city gate, there are inland rivers in front of the city square, the painting boat light boat is not stopped. The inn operated by the Beigong family is the largest inn in the city, located in the most prosperous East Market, that is, along the Qinhuai River.
The two inquired along the way, and learned that most of the ready-to-wear shops in Dongshi were located across the bridge from the Qinhuai River. Jiang Yun walked forward slowly, and when many young ladies in silk dresses passed by them, there was a lot of disdain in their eyes, as if they were saying that they looked gray and dirty in coarse cotton clothes, and they were very unbearable. Even those pretty maids walked away from afar, for fear of getting closer to them.
There is a painting boat in the river, the flags are densely covered, the hook carving is complicated and exquisite, a white-faced boy stands on the bow of the boat, gently shakes the paper fan, the ring of white jade on the waist, more a little bit of luxury.
The daughters of Jiang Yun and Mo Yinian who were disdainful of Jiang Yun saw this person, but they were full of peach blossoms, and their eyes were full of twisting.
"Isn't that Su Mingyuan, a talented man from Lin'an? Oh my God, he was born white and handsome..."
"He must have come to participate in the Jinling Poetry Club, last year he ranked second, and this year the son of Zhan went to Beijing as an official, and he is the top of the poetry club!" Miss Qianjin has a spring on her face and secretly sends autumn waves
"It is said that this year, Oiran Peony will choose the top of the list as the guest of honor!" A scholar said, with envy on his face, "The peony flower is dead, and it is also romantic to be a ghost..."
Hearing this, those ladies took a sip one after another, ignored these scholars, and walked away quickly.
Su Mingyuan stood at the bow of the boat, the moon-white scholar's clothes fluttered slightly, with long sleeves fluttering, looking at the young ladies who were standing and looking at him from afar, he was proud, and his heart was a little more comfortable. He is determined to win the top spot in the poetry club this time, and this year there is still one less surnamed Zhan, isn't it easy to catch?
Under the high spirits, the mood was quite comfortable, and after a glance, I saw two people in coarse cotton clothes walking slowly on the bluestone brick road, ignoring themselves in the slightest.
"Dressed and numb, walking like two dogs." Su Mingyuan said, a sneer on his face.
Su Mingyuan deliberately raised his voice, the painting boat was not far from Jiang Yun and Mo Yinian, and these two sentences clearly reached the ears of Miss Shizi and the two of them along the way.
Those scholars followed Su Mingyuan's gaze, and saw the two people who were wearing slightly shabby clothes and looked very poor, and their eyes were a little more sarcastic. And those daughters covered their mouths and chuckled, laughing without saying a word.
Mo Yinian heard it most sincerely, and was about to go up to ask for an explanation, but was held down steadily by a pair of big hands.
Jiang Yun smiled and shook his head, these sour people like to say something and let them say it, these rumors have not been less in the sixteen years, if he pays attention to them, he is afraid that he will be busy to death.
Mo Yinian glared at Su Mingyuan fiercely, which made Su Mingyuan even more angry, how dare this little white Ding treat me with such eyes?
Jiang Yun didn't realize it, this indifferent attitude reflected Su Mingyuan's aggressiveness, but he fell behind.
Entering the ready-to-wear shop, the shopkeeper chose two clothes for the two. Jiang Yun faded the torn coarse cotton clothes and put on a blue and blue robe, the bridge of his nose was high and erect, his eyes were bright, and the sturdy body that he had practiced outside the plug all the year round was a little more heroic, and he looked heroic, a good young man.
Mo Yinian also has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and after changing his dress, he looks very energetic, and there is a heroic spirit between his eyebrows.
After the two changed their clothes, they also attracted the surprise of the shopkeeper, "Childe is really a god." ”
After paying the store's money, the two walked out of the store, and the women passing by around couldn't help but look at the two, especially Jiang Yun, who had been training on the battlefield for many years, and had more momentum on his body, which made the ladies take a few more looks.
Su Mingyuan's anger in his heart was not gone, and when he walked out of the painting boat, the paper fan shook lightly, and he stood on the bow of the painting boat again, ready to feel the eyes of everyone. Who knew that after standing for a while, except for the breeze blowing through the long sleeves, he did not feel the hot gaze. So he looked towards the shore, but saw two graceful sons, whose bearings were far beyond him, and made him fall down.
He wondered why these two people looked so familiar, so he looked closely and found that it was actually the two people who were dressed in coarse cloth and cotton clothes.
Jiang Yun felt Su Mingyuan's gaze, smiled at him, and ignored it and slowly walked along the Qinhuai River.
Su Mingyuan felt that he was directly ignored by this Jiang Yun, and he was a little more annoyed in his heart, turned his head and snorted, and ordered the boatman to speed up and leave this place as soon as possible.
And there are a lot of boats in front of Su Mingyuan's painting boat, most of which are vendors selling all kinds of food
One of the vendors was clumsy, dressed in a cloth coat with many patches sewn, and carrying a copper coin that had been sold for dozens of dollars in exchange for citrus fruits, and a three-year-old child on the boat was looking curiously outside, his bulging face full of joy.
The peddler smiled at the curious look of his child, touched the money containing the copper coin, and thought that he would buy him a rattle, so he propped the boat on the other side, but did not notice that a painting boat came speeding by.
"Be careful!" The people on the shore who noticed the situation shouted in alarm.
That Su Mingyuan was also panicked, and hurriedly shouted, "Stop!" ”
The boatman immediately retracted the long oars, but the speed of the painting boat was not small, and for a moment it was difficult to stop, and rushed towards the peddler's light boat!
When the peddler heard the exclamation, he turned his head to look, only to see a magnificent two-story painting boat appear in front of him, and the next moment it was slammed into his light boat.
The light boat could not bear such a collision, and the whole body of the boat shook violently, and it flipped over in an instant.
The pedestrians around them were shouting or covering their mouths, and their faces were full of horror.
Jiang Yun secretly said that it was not good, he didn't care too much, and flew directly into the water.
Now there are all kinds of objects floating on the water, such as orange fruits, wood chips, cabins and other objects, Jiang Yun took a deep breath, leaned over and dived into his hands, marched a few steps, and found that there was a person in front of him with his eyes closed and constantly falling.
Jiang Yun hurriedly swam forward, and took the man's arm and dragged him to the water. The man's body looked quite heavy in the water, Jiang Yun gritted his teeth, dragged it hard, and finally dragged the person to the surface of the water. Jiang Yun carried the person to the surface of the water, and after some rescue, the man took a few mouthfuls of water and came to his senses.
His eyes slowly opened, but the next moment he didn't care about anything, he wanted to jump into the river.
Jiang Yun and Mo Yinian hurriedly pulled it, the rickety peddler's eyes were red, and tears kept falling, "My child is still in the water!" ”
"What?!" Jiang Yun was shocked when he heard this, and told Mo Yinian to take care of the hawker, but he jumped into the water again.
Jiang Yun swam along the place where the debris was the most, took a deep breath, and dived into the water again.
There were a lot of debris in the water, and Jiang Yun had to look for the trace of the child while pushing aside the debris. He looked around, and finally saw a child who looked to be two or three years old not far away.
At this time, the child lost consciousness, his body did not move, his eyes were closed, and purple bruises even appeared in some places.
Jiang Yun's brows tightened, I'm afraid this kid won't last long! He hurriedly leaned over and swam over with all his strength, holding the child tightly in his hands, and frantically lifting the child out of the water.
As soon as he came out of the water, Jiang Yun did not hesitate at all, and rushed to the shore with his child.
"Where is the hospital? Say it! Jiang Yun's eyes widened angrily and shouted loudly.
The people around were stunned at first, but then quickly pointed in a direction. Jiang Yun rushed over like a tiger.
The people on both sides of the Qinhuai River saw a man who was wet and had red pupils and was like a beast running desperately.
"Don't die!" Jiang Yun gritted his teeth and ran wildly with his child in his arms.