Chapter 42: Bian Yujing
Li Chuan was a little surprised when he saw the girl who came in.
He had seen this girl, the last time he left Jinling in a hurry, he saw this girl, when this girl sang on a bridge outside Jinling City, but he didn't expect that a few months later, she would be left in the Qinglou.
Wan Youqing always paid attention to his expression, and when he saw this, he asked, "Brother Li, do you know this girl?" ”
Li Chuan shook his head and said, "I don't know each other, but I've met once." ”
Wan Youqing was surprised, but he couldn't figure out whether he knew or didn't know this person who had met once.
When the girl heard the words of the two, she couldn't help but glance at Li Chuan, her eyes full of doubt.
Obviously, this girl has no impression of Li Chuan.
The old bustard smiled and said, "Yujing, play a song for the two masters!" ”
The girl was very reserved, not like a woman in the Qinglou, she said a blessing to the two, and sat down at the bottom, and a maid put the piano on the table, and the girl tried to play the tone, and immediately plucked the strings and sang.
The sound of the piano is clear, like the tinkling of spring water, and has a taste that knocks on people's heartstrings.
Li Chuan actually had a familiar feeling, and it wasn't until he repeated it for the second time that he remembered what kind of song it was.
Plum blossom three lanes, one of the top ten famous songs of Chinese guqin.
The girl's piano skills are very good, the melody is smooth and beautiful, the rhythm is bright, it seems to bring people's feelings into the song, the tune is fresh and lively, and it seems to play the temperament of plum blossoms and the noble quality of progress.
At the end of the song, the aftermath seems to linger in my ears.
Wan Youqing's face was intoxicated, and he didn't know what he was intoxicated with.
No matter how good the song is, he is a businessman, and he is not a musician, what can he taste.
Li Chuan estimated that most of this goods were pretending to be forced, and changing the elegant statement was to be vassal.
In this special era, vassal elegance seems to have become a fashion trend.
The bustard was very knowledgeable, and after saying a few pleasant words, he withdrew.
There were Li Chuan and Wan Youqing left in the wing, as well as a few women from Yingying Yanyan.
There were two young girls sitting next to Wan Youqing, who looked very quiet, and discussing poetry and songs with Wan Youqing was another fashion. In the Ming Dynasty, poetry and poetry can be said to be the highest fashion trend, not only businessmen will be sought after, even the girls in the Qinglou will regard it as elegant, study hard, and strive to become a cultural person.
Here, if you don't know some poetry, even if you are a relative of the emperor, that is, a straw bag, even these girls in the Qinglou can't look at it. If you are a poet, even if you are a poor scholar, you will still be welcomed.
This is the culture of the Ming Dynasty, a deformed culture.
However, Li Chuan was surprised that the two girls had a lot of ink in their stomachs, and their poetry attainments were much stronger than Wan Youqing, a copper-smelling businessman.
The girl who sat next to Li Chuan and played the piano was very reserved and did not take the initiative to speak.
Wan Youqing's eyes swept over the girl playing the piano from time to time, and there seemed to be something inexplicable in her eyes.
Li Chuan looked at it a few times, but didn't find anything special about this girl, so he was a little puzzled in his heart.
The aesthetic concept of this ancients is really different, the thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl's hair has not yet grown, and she is really not very attractive to him, a modern person, even if this girl is really not bad, but she is still just a girl.
Wan Youqing observed for a while, and saw that Li Chuan was still indifferent, so he couldn't help it, so he said: "Brother Li, the Yujing girl is both talented and beautiful, and it is difficult for idlers to see each other, how can you be willing to waste it on this good night?" ”
Li Chuan didn't say anything, but he was pondering the name Bian Yujing in his heart.
It's a familiar name, but I can't remember where I've heard it.
It wasn't until Wan Youqing and a girl mentioned Chen Yuanyuan that they suddenly remembered where they had heard this name.
Qin Huai Bayan!
It turned out to be one of Qin Huai's eight Yan.
Li Chuan suddenly became a little interested, and looked sideways at the girl beside him.
To be honest, a teenage girl, even if there is any peerless elegance, I really can't see it, at least it will take another four or five years to see a little bit of appearance, but now, this is a junior high school girl who hasn't grown all her hair.
However, although the little girl is small, she has a reserve and calmness that does not match her age.
After sitting for a while, Li Chuan felt uncomfortable, and the atmosphere here made him feel uncomfortable.
Especially the girl next to him didn't take the initiative to talk to him, so he didn't know what to talk about with an underage girl.
Wan Youqing looked at the eight roads and saw that he was very uncomfortable, so he said to Bian Yujing: "Miss Yujing, the person sitting next to you is a first-class talent in Jiangyin, if you can please him, you will naturally have benefits." ”
Bian Yujing looked at Li Chuan and asked reservedly, "I don't know what kind of knowledge Li Gongzi is good at?" ”
Li Chuan was a little embarrassed, he had a fart of knowledge, he couldn't even write well with a brush, and the excerpts for Emperor Chongzhen were written in the vernacular, so he had to respond casually: "I'm just a businessman, and I don't have a few taels of ink in my stomach." ”
Bian Yujing was stunned, and Wan Youqing almost squirted out a mouthful of old wine.
I said brother, aren't you a scholar, why don't you even want to be a scholar.
Those who read come to Qinhuai River, which one is not to show off their literary talents, in order to win the favor of beauties.
But you're so good that you admit to being a straw bag, which is really ......
Bian Yujing stopped talking again, they all said that talents are matched with beautiful women, this is the characteristic and mainstream of this era, talented women can only have common topics with talented people, Bian Yujing is a talented woman, and only those talented people with literary talents can have a common language.
As for a businessman like Li Chuan, who has no ink, she doesn't have much interest.
Li Chuan was even more awkward, and he regretted that he followed Wan Youqing to Qinhuai River to look for flowers and ask willows.
I was even more puzzled in my heart, this Ming Qinglou woman is too high, she can't order poetry and songs, and she will be looked down upon by these Qinglou women, although women like Bian Yujing are only a few, not all Qinglou women have a talent like Bian Yujing, such a high force, but it still makes him a little depressed, and he just wants to leave quickly.
After a while, the bustard came in again.
The bustard's mother smiled and said, "Two masters, there is a distinguished guest who wants to invite Yujing over. ”
Wan Youqing asked quietly: "Which distinguished guest, Wan Mou wants to see it." ”
The bustard's mother looked embarrassed and hesitated for a long time before revealing the identity of the distinguished guest: "It's a presumptuous son." ”
Wan Youqing sank his face and said unhappily: "Mao Gongzi is a distinguished guest, aren't we honored guests?" Besides, everything has to be first come and come first, Liu's mother did this, didn't she think that the surname Wan was easier to bully than Mao Gongzi? ”
Li Chuan was surprised, Wan Youqing didn't dare to be angry with an old bustard, it seems that the background of this flower building is very extraordinary!
"No, no, Master Wan, you misunderstood."
The bustard's mother smiled on her face, but she didn't have much fear.
Li Chuan looked at him coldly and didn't interject.
Bian Yujing has a calm face, as if this matter has nothing to do with her.