A few strands of green silk wrap around the arm, and a pillow leaves incense.

Shou Zhi smiled to himself and fell asleep. The clothes were folded and laid out on the side, and the swords and leather boots were even carefully wiped.

Dressed up and washed up in a hurry. Walking out of Changxuan in an orderly manner, the traces of last night's banquet have disappeared, and the entire courtyard has returned to its original quiet and tidy.

Lord Xuan prepares breakfast. A few plates of pickles, steamed grains and seasonal fruits, no meat, a pretty maid waiting by the side.

There are no complicated patterns, but it makes people feel very comfortable.

Brewing a cup of tea, the Xuan master Li Xueyi entered. The clothes are elegant and simple, just like the words.

"Where are all my friends?"

Waving his hand to signal the maid to retreat, Li Xueyi said, "Mr. Liang has left, leave a note before leaving, and ask me to hand it over to Mr." ”

Shou Xuan took a look, and there were only five words, "Fushan, Sijiao Mountain." ”

Li Xueyi raised her head slightly, "Mr. Leng is outside, do you want me to call him in?" ”

Orderly sighed.

Li Xueyi was about to leave, but turned around again, and said with a complaint: "The noble servant sat in the pavilion with a knife all night, and my sister had to accompany her, and she didn't sleep all night. ”

Out of the brave? Shou Xuan sighed slightly, "Lord Xueyixuan, that's not a servant, it's my soldier." ”

Servants and soldiers, Li Xueyi is a little ignorant, is there a difference? Since ancient times, being a soldier has been a lowly servant. Li Xueyi didn't know where the guests came from, and she hid her doubts in her heart.

When Leng Ying came in, his steps swayed slightly.

Shou Xuan put down the teacup and wanted to laugh a little, "Gongding was very fierce last night's battle." ”

Leng Ying smiled and arched his hand: "The lord of the country, the business with the Liang family has been negotiated." A total of 300 quintals of raw silk, 140 taels of silver per quintal, a total of 42,000 taels. ”

In the East Asian seas, this is a big deal.

"How much does the raw silk from Anpei, Geranza and Nagasaki sell for now?"

"The Zheng family's purchase price in Anping is also 140 taels, Gelanza is 160 taels, and Nagasaki is between 260 taels and 270 taels."

At the same price, the Liang family sold the raw silk to Shou Xiang, which saved a lot of freight and exempted the risk at sea.

The Japanese route was highly profitable, and due to the impact of the war in China, exports were drastically reduced, leading to an increasingly fierce competition between the Zheng family and the Dutch. The Dutch sent warships several times to intercept Zheng Fan's fleet in the Taiwan Strait, and Zheng Fan warned the Dutch through their connections in Japan. The frequent friction between the two families has led to other Chinese businessmen now going to Japan at great risk. In this case, merchants in Jiangsu and Zhejiang can generally only accept the purchase price of Zheng Fan. They were not in a position to contact Gelanza directly, and Zheng Fan's warships must have blocked the sea route from Zhejiang to Fujian.

Shou Xuan calculated the cost and sold it all to the Dutch, earning about 15 taels per load of raw silk, close to 5,000 taels of silver. Not much, but the risk is small.

"You hire a boat immediately, go to Chongming today, and then rush to Sijiao Mountain as soon as possible to complete this matter."

"Yes, sir."

"Use warships to transport raw silk back to Taiwan, and tell the Dutch, don't pay the bill with silver, we want food."

Tainan will not come up with close to 5,000 stone of grain reserves for trading, and the Dutch will also have to find a way to raise it.

Leng Ying was surprised: "The lord of the country, it is only used for food, we have a loss." ”

"Don't care about a small loss, you hurry up, we may have an emergency."

The cold should be cold, and he will retreat.

Shou Xuan sat down and rested for a while, then hung up his sword and walked out of Changxuan.

In front of him, there was a green field, and the maids were washing the tung and wiping the bamboo, and tidying up the flowers and plants in the courtyard. Last night, Liang Xiaobai said that Li Xueyi was sexually clean, which seems to be true.

Li Xueyi sat alone in the pavilion without makeup, stroking the strings, and did not move when she saw that she was in order.

Qin, the artifact of Chinese ancient music.

Since it is an artifact, ordinary people must not be able to play it well, and ordinary people can't appreciate it. Qin has long been a legend in the Ming Dynasty.

Seeing Shou Xuan smiling strangely, Li Xueyi asked casually, "Mr. also knows the piano?" ”

"I don't understand, I don't understand," Shou Xuan hurriedly said: "I'm a rough person, where can I understand the piano." ”

Li Xueyi nodded slightly, which was in line with the impression left on them by last night's order.

"Mr. Liang has asked me to live as long as I want."

When Li Xiangzhen said this, the impatience in his tone could no longer be concealed. Like most Qin Huai celebrities, she preferred to receive literati.

The piano and orchid were both prepared for the scholars, and it was not her intention to let such rough people as Shou Xuan live in. The power of the Liang family is something that Li Xueyi and his fake mother can't refuse. Li Xueyi has made a plan in her heart, even if she is reluctant to share the pillow, she will never match it, and she doesn't even want to paint makeup.

Seeing Li Xueyi adjusting the strings alone, Shou Xuan walked away and visited the courtyard. Lin Izuyong kept watch in the pavilion all night, and Shou Xuan planned to wait for him to rest before leaving, not thinking about how long he would stay here.

There are many literati calligraphy and paintings hanging in the corridor, and Shou Xu saw many familiar names in them, such as Wu Meicun, Yang Longyou, Sun Lin, Hou Chaozong, Fang Yizhi and so on. After savoring the order for a while, the literary style of the celebrities and scholars is naturally excellent. In the corner, there is also a work by the Xuan master himself, and he smiled in order.

Lin Chuyong woke up from sleep, and Shou Xian was about to say goodbye to his master, but the fake mother handed in a name post.

Open it and take a look, "Waiter Sun Kexian worships." ”

Sun Linyue kept the order, and gathered here in the evening.

It seems that I can't leave today.

Shou ordered to accept the name post and asked the false mother, "Where did the girl who accompanied me last night go?" ”

"Mr. is asking Miss Song Yalan? She is not from my hospital, Mr. Liang asked him to accompany her last night. ”

"Then let her come tonight." Shou Xiang is not interested in Li Xiangzhen, and it is troublesome to change people.

"Oh, sir, that's going to be tough." The false mother looked at the order carefully, "Yalan, she left crying this morning, and when she left, she said that she would close the door and thank the guests. ”

Shou Zhi was speechless.

Minghime does have some privileges in the song, and within a certain range, you can choose your own guests. Li Xiang is really like this, except for the gentry and powerful people who can't be provoked, she usually only receives two or three confidants, and only when she receives confidants will her true feelings be revealed.

Seeing that Shouxu's face was ugly, the fake mother's eyes rolled, "Unless Mr. asks Lord Sun to come forward and invite, things may take a turn for the better." ”

Sun Lin? He's not a big official.

"Oh, sir, I don't know. Master Sun is a famous lover in the song. He first liked a girl named Wang Yue in Zhushi, but she was taken away by the powerful family. The official of the powerful family took Wang Yue to Huaixi to take office, but he was beheaded by the thief, and the family died, and Wang Yue was not spared. This incident made Master Sun depressed for a long time, until he met Ge Ruifang......"

It's okay to keep order, just listen to this fake mother talk about Sun Lin's gossip. He was interested in another person in the gossip, Tongcheng Fang Yizhi. Sun Lin's brother-in-law, the head of the four sons of the Restoration Society. The world is called Chen Zhenhui, Hou Fangyu, Fang Yizhi, and Mao Xiang, which is actually unreasonable. When the other three were still drunk with Qin Huai Yingyue, Fang Yizhi won the Jinshi early, ordered the Shujishi, and entered the thoroughfare for the promotion of civil officials in the Ming Dynasty.

Fang Yizhi served as an official in the capital, and withstood Li Chuang's torture, and the wound was not surrendered, let alone captured. Taking advantage of the defeat of Li Chuangshan Customs, he escaped from the capital and returned to Nanjing all the way, which is simply a legendary story. Because of political disagreements, Ma Shiying did not use him, but among the people, Fang Yizhi's voice was very high.

Shou orderly turned around and strode to Li Xueyi, "Help me write a reply." ”

"Yay?" Li Xueyi only met an illiterate person, and the look of boredom on his face could not be concealed.

"Chen Shou order." No prefix to claim yourself.

Li Xueyi pursed her lips, she knew Yang Tinghe's story. But Yang Tinghe was the first assistant of the Second Dynasty, and he casually claimed that he would not say anything and no one would say no. Under normal circumstances, the name post either calls itself a waiter and is used for peers; Either born later, for elders; The protégé is the master and the apprentice. Li Xueyi was only orderly, illiterate, and ignorant, so she wrote patiently.

There are two meanings of order, one is to ask Fang Yizhi.

Li Xueyi's small mouth opened into an "oh" word. Fang Yizhi wandered Qinhuai with Sun Lin when he was young, when Li Xueyi was still young, but he had only heard of it. Since he was admitted to the Jinshi, Fang Yizhi has never entered Nanqu again, and after returning from Beijing, his temperament has changed greatly, and he heard that the prodigal son of Qin Huai has disappeared.

Stories have become legends. Fang Yizhi is the kind of guest that Li Xueyi likes to receive, the banner figure of the Restoration Society. Could it be that this illiterate man in front of him can really move him?

Second, get Song Huixiang.

Here it is again, Li Xueyi is a little resentful, what happened to her sister last night made her feel unfair.

A few strokes are written. Shou Xuan handed the reply to the fake mother, "Please tell Sun Kexian, I will wait for him here." ”

……

Today is settled here with dinner.

Each hospital in Qinhuai brings three meals, and even the quality of the catering is also one of the signboards of each hospital.

It's still a few beds and meals. With Sun Lin coming forward, Song Huixiang still came even if he was unwilling, and he still sat beside Shou Order.

Sun Lin naturally took Ge Ruifang with him, Fang Yizhi didn't choose anyone, and Li Xueyi took the initiative to accompany him.

Afraid of touching Fang Yizhi's sad affairs, Sun Lin never talked about the war, only talked about Qin Huai Fengyue.

Shou Xuan glanced at Ge Ruifang a few times, her face was slightly yellow, and her eyebrows were like distant mountains. It's not beautiful, but it has a temperament that is different from ordinary women.

Li Xueyi saw that she was staring at other people's women in order, and secretly said in her heart, rude.

Song Huixiang opened her lips lightly, "Sister Ruifang was originally the daughter of the general's family, and her father made a mistake before she fell into the dust." ”

This seems to be the first time Shou Xian has listened to Song Huixiang's speech, and his voice is quite good.

Sun Lin is one of Li Xueyi's few confidants, and Shou Xian can obviously feel that she is more enthusiastic than last night. Joy is self-receiving, people persuade you, and even obey the order. In order to adjust the atmosphere, Li Xueyi took the initiative to stand up with the record, which is a game of drinking. The game of drinking in the Ming Dynasty will not be orderly at all, and it will be a complete failure. But he drank until the glass was dry, and drank it when he lost.

When three or four people drink together, the atmosphere is often the most harmonious, and it is even better to have a beautiful woman to accompany them. Several people laughed, and even Fang Yizhi, who had always been very serious, had a smile on his face behind him.

Li Xueyi drank to the fullest, and told the maid to bring the piano in, "I'll play a song for you." ”

A wry smile appeared on Shou Order's face, I can't hide from it tonight. Drinking with two literati is not the same as yesterday.

In the eyes of the scholars, the qin is the respect of elegance. Pipa and erhu are mostly obscene and vulgar songs, although everyone also likes to listen to them, but the forced grid is much worse than the qin.

Song Huixiang Yingying stood up, took out a handle of Dong Xiao, and saluted with wisdom, "I have heard for a long time that Mr. Mizhi is good at Xiao, can Yulan ask Mr. Mizhi to play a song with my sister?" ”

Shou Xuan secretly gave her a thumbs up. It is said that artistic achievements are made in comments, but this will not be a concert, and it is best for a few brothers to have fun.

In Li Xueyi's expectant eyes, Fang Yizhi took Zhu Xiao and caressed it for a long time.

"Good!" Shou Zhi took the lead in applauding him.

A smile appeared on the corner of Fang Yizhi's mouth, Li Xueyi made a tone, and Fang Yizhi quickly picked it up.

Song Huixiang: This is a very smart approach. Although the style of the piano is extremely high, the music is so high. There is no standardized musical notation, there is no universal inheritance of skills, it all depends on personal comprehension.

For thousands of years, China has endowed the qin with elements that go far beyond the instrument. In fact, few people can understand the connotation of the sound of the qin, so there is a saying that the qin is pleasing to oneself and pleasing one's heart. state of mind, which has risen to the height of philosophy and culture.

Shou Xian couldn't help but read out Liu Changqing's "Listening to the Piano"

On the seven strings, listen to the pine wind and cold.

Although the ancient tune is self-love, many people today do not play.

Song Huixiang covered her lips with her hands, with a look of surprise. Shou Xiang smiled, took her hand, and only struggled slightly, and let it go.

The piano has a wide range and a simple timbre, but the tone is not continuous, and one note is pushed backwards, all relying on the aftertaste. Unless it's really the legendary Boyazi period, it's really hard to appreciate.

It is difficult to play the piano, and it is even more difficult for a woman to play the piano. Playing the piano needs to be powerful, and even men can't play it well, let alone women. Therefore, Song Huixiang asked Fang Yizhi to play an ensemble with Xiao, and Xiao could make a continuous sound, filling the gap in the sound of the piano, so that the music could be continuously advanced backwards, which was more conducive to appreciation.

After the song was played, the wine lord was raised in order, "Congratulations for the two." ”

Fang relieved his worries with wisdom, and Sun Lin was the happiest. In order to solve Fang Yizhi, Sun Lin tried many methods, but to no avail. Today, it is still a plan for river defense, and the warships that guard the order are very important, so Fang Yizhi is invited.

Li Xueyi said with a smile, "Please invite my sister Yalan to play a song too, her zither is a must in the song." ”

Several maidservants carried the kite into the chamber. The piano is small, one person can hold it, and the zither is large, and several people have to lift it.

Song Huixiang gently saluted everyone. Tie up the ends of your hair and wear tortoiseshell nails on your fingertips.

Beginning with the gorgeous grinding of strings, the sound of the zither sounds, like war music. The temperament of the kite player changed instantly, and the watery eyes were sharp. Looking at his face throughout the whole process, with a smile and a shake of his head, Hui Xiang was full of heroism.

The piano pleases itself, and the piano style is high. The ancients said that when you wash the zither and flute ears, the qin is a palace-level elegant music, and the most high-end people in Qinhuai are friends with the qin.

The label of the Zheng is Qinlou Chu Pavilion, which is pleasant. Although the scholars loved to listen, most of them were ashamed to associate with the lower ranks.

But the Zheng is still stronger than the pipa erhu, with some cultural attributes.

The piano note is low, and the zither note is high-pitched and exciting. Shou Xiang loves Zhengyin more, he is a little drunk, and Bai Juyi's poems blurt out.

Chu craftsman is ingenious, and Qin Zheng has a good sound.

If you can benefit one side, how can you be a straight double gold.

The jade pillar adjusts the beard, and the vermilion string is dyed deeply.

Will teach the witch to get it, and not moving is Zen r