The water of this small river is gentle, the hull is very stable, the moonlight is like water, and the wind sends bursts of frog chirping. This scene alone is indeed poetic. Ma Xianglan had already gone to the cabin to change her clothes, it was an extremely tight troll, clean and neat, and it also highlighted her seductive figure. Looking at the beauty under the moon, looking at the woman in the moonlight will add a few colors, not to mention that it is a beauty, which is more motivating.

Although there is wine and no food, Shao wine is sweet and mellow, but it is not difficult to enter the throat. What's more, there are beauties to accompany the wine, and it may not be much worse than the delicacies. Ma Xianglan has a good amount of wine, and his face does not change after drinking two bowls of wine in a row, Fan Jin has the blessing of the system, and he is also a wine tycoon in the world, this bit of wine can't put him down, but he just persuaded Ma Xianglan to say: "Drink slowly, drink too carefully." ”

"Cut, I, Ma Xianglan, want to be popular in Qinhuai, there are constant banquets every day, when did you see me drunk? Let me tell you, Ma Siniang's famous thousand cups are not poured, this little wine is nothing. Besides, when you men and women drink, don't you all expect her to get drunk? If I'm drunk, you should rejoice. ”

"You're too wronged by me, but I've always liked women to be sober. If you don't believe it, you go back and ask Wu'er. ”

Ma Xianglan poked at Fan Jinxu, "You men are like this, as soon as you see a woman, you have to ask for a bargain." I originally thought that Wu'er was a poor person, but now I see that she is edified, and when she meets a man like you, she didn't live in vain. After she returned to Jiangning, she told me a lot, saying how you love her, how you love her, and how you love her. This stupid girl, just gave herself to you so easily, you are fine, no money, let such a big beauty fall in love. Our line of people is good, we need a good man to take care of it, although Wu'er is a kung fu, but he is only a woman, and he can't do without the support of men. Be nice to her, or I wouldn't have agreed. ”

"That's natural. When my family affair is completed, I will welcome her through the door and give her a name. I know that there are some grievances Wu'er, with her talent, it is enough to be justified. It's just that...... I will find a way to make up for her in the future. ”

Hearing the word name, Ma Xianglan's body shook slightly, and then she raised the wine bowl and drank it all. Seeing that she went to serve wine again, Fan Jin hurriedly stopped: "Don't drink so urgently, you see how beautiful the moonlight is and how clear the water is." If you drink too much and vomit all over the place, you will spoil the scene. ”

"Phew! Do you want to let go of this little wine? Far from it! Besides, even if I'm drunk, I won't throw up. ”

"That's also good not to get drunk. I can see that you have something on your mind, do you want to say it, make yourself comfortable. ”

Ma Xianglan shook her head and said, "Come on!" We are a group of people who are dedicated to relieving men's worries, and we will not let men explain us. Unraveling comes and goes, and in the end it has to be unraveled to the bed. I can't be sorry for Wu'er, so I'm still drinking bars. Birthright...... Hello, what are you doing with this, it's a disappointment! ”

"Then I'll punish myself with a bowl, let's talk about something else, how was that pot of orchids last time?"

"You're dead when you're gone."

"How so? It was a good ...... at the time."

"It's very ordinary, flowers are like people, there is death and life, this is the most common thing. There are no thankless flowers in the world, and there are immortal people. You see, I'm fine today, maybe I'll die in a few days, I don't know. ”

Fan Jin looked at Ma Xianglan, "I think you still say what you want to say, you look like this...... Not good. At least the Ma Siniang I know shouldn't be like this. She is a heroine who is not inferior to her eyebrows, although she is in the party, she is chivalrous, I don't want to see your sad appearance. Tell me about it, if I can help, it's a definition. ”

Ma Xianglan raised the wine bowl and toasted Fan Jin for a night's wine, then suddenly stretched out her foot and kicked it at Fan Jin's leg. "Just tell me about it, don't talk nonsense to other Qinglou women. You are still young, you don't know enough, and you are careful that you have been deceived. You are now an official of the imperial court, how can you casually promise to help others, especially women like us, it is not worth it. Besides, I don't have much to say about me, I have to go to Suzhou several times a year, and Wu'er told you. Zhiden's life was not easy, and the family did not agree to let a woman like me enter the door, so he had to stumble down. The year before last, he took in a maid from the family, and the maid gave birth to a daughter for him, and then he contracted postpartum wind and died. When I went to Suzhou this year, I caught up with him...... took in a new concubine, and she was also the maid of the family. ”

As soon as the words began, they could not be stopped. She smiled bitterly, "Actually, I didn't think about what kind of scenery I wanted, I knew what my identity was, and I didn't deserve it." As long as he takes a sedan chair and carries me over, I can stop being Siniang and be Aunt Ma. I can drink and dance, and I'm not bad at teaching my husband and children, why would he rather take those little maids at home one by one than give me a chance. Is it because I'm from this background that I can't even compare to a maid? ”

There was a little crying in her voice, and she read in her mouth: "A leaf of orchid and an arrow flower, who is lonely at the end of the world?" Since it was written in the silver paper, it is not afraid of wind, cold and rain...... Yes, who pities being alone! It's a broken flower and a willow, who will cherish it! As he spoke, he lifted the wine jar and poured it down his throat, the wine flowed down the corners ......of his mouth and flowed through his neck and chest, and Fan Jin snatched the wine jar from her hand, and said, "You can't drink like this!" ”

"The old lady's own wine, you care about me!"

"The wine is yours, and the body is yours. If you drink like this, your body will collapse. ”

"Old woman, who cares if she doesn't collapse or not? When women like us are popular, naturally some people praise them, once they are not popular, that's the case, some old friends sell face, and sometimes when they meet new debutants, they don't take us seriously. In this world, there are always many people who like the new and hate the old, and young is the best. That little girl is fourteen years old this year, and she looks very ugly, and she is rude, just because young men like it. He stayed with me for a day, and in the evening he would go back to pamper the little concubine. You may not believe it, these days we are together just to play in the mountains and rivers, talk about articles, calligraphy and painting, he is a little older, he does not dare to use his strength indiscriminately, and he has to keep his strength to deal with the little lady at home, and refuses to plough my barren land that is destined to bear no fruit. Hehe, many years of friendship, but it can't be worth youth. Therefore, men are like wine, the older they get, the more mellow they become, and women are like fruits, if they are not picked after the year, they will rot. ”

She may drink a good amount of alcohol on weekdays, but at this time, it seems that she is already a little drunk. Fan Jin said to Ma Xianglan:

"It's hard to drink without alcohol, there is no wine and no food, so it's not a way to drink like this. Let's have some fun. ”

Ma Xianglan glanced at him, "Oh? Looking for fun? Yes, men drink with women and listen to women, but in the end, it's not all for fun? Anyway, it's just you and me here, and you're a big man, you can do whatever you want, I can only be at your mercy. Say, what do you want to have fun with? ”

"Fang Cai Siniang gave me a dance, I like it very much. I'm singing a song now to relieve Siniang's boredom. ”

Ma Xianglan said: "On weekdays, when men ask us to accompany us, we sing songs for men, and few men can sing songs to us, especially the old man." I know you're good at writing and drawing, but are you also good at singing? Well, I'll hear about it. As he spoke, he had adjusted his sitting posture slightly, holding his chin with both hands, and looking at Fan Jin.

Those who can be an Oiran have been rigorously trained in every move, and every movement is very beautiful. But at this time, Ma Xianglan was excited and drunk, but she lost her former demeanor, this action was done more casually, and she couldn't see much beauty. But it is this kind of action without performance that makes Fan Jin feel more cute.

Fan Jin patted the side of the boat with his hand, his throat turned slightly, and he sang in a female voice: "Thinking about the past and feeling sad, I divided the mandarin duck into two parts, and finally I was drunk or sick, and I sat in the smoke cage until the ,...... of Ming."

Although he was born in an old student, he also has the ability to reverse strings. Now with the support of the system, the level of performing Tsing Yi is not inferior to those grandmaster-like figures. According to the classification of opera, Peking Opera belongs to the Huabu Random Play, and the words and phrases are not as elegant as the Kunqu Opera popular in the Ming Dynasty. But this paragraph in the dream of returning to spring belongs to a very meaningful fold, the words and sentences are particularly elegant, and more importantly, Ma Xianglan's mood at this time is very compatible, and every sentence seems to be tailor-made for it.

Especially when Fan Jin sang, "After all, men are lucky, and the word mistaken is fame; The sweet words are so good, who knows that they are all fake kindness", Ma Xianglan's inner emotions have also been urged to the peak, and two lines of tears slowly flowed out of her eyes.

The tune is weird, the lyrics are novel, and the sentence pattern does not belong to any of the word cards known to Ma Xianglan. You must know that although she is a Qinglou woman, the people who come and go are all famous and talented, no matter how miserable Wang Zhideng is, he is also a famous man in the southeast. She has no shortage of knowledge when she interacts with these people, and if she has not heard of a word card, it can only prove that it does not exist.

In other words, this is not an existing word in a song, but a new word that Fan Jin wrote temporarily for her? And it's writing, not filling. Even the lyrics with the melody were all improvised by him? How good is he at learning, and how hard he is to himself, so that he is willing to do these things?

Ma Xianglan naturally didn't know that no matter how evil Fan Jin was, he didn't have such a big ability, and he just plagiarized the dramas of later generations. If Fan Jin was a white ding, she might still think that this was a Cantonese minor, but she didn't know it. A man who is a second-class legend and has a song with world-class painting skills sings it, and it is natural to think that it is his temporary creation.

Ma Xianglan, who has traveled for many years and prides herself on being well-informed, has already been a man of ten thousand years, and she does not touch the grass. Except for Wang Zhideng, she will not use her true feelings for a man, and she will not be hurt. But at this time, when I thought of the man in front of me who was ten years younger than me, he had a bright future and a good reputation in the southeast. If you want a woman, even if it is a well-known woman, you may be attracted by it and be willing to untie your shirt. Compared with them, what is a woman of her age?

But for such an old woman as himself, he put so much effort into making music and lyrics on the spot to make himself happy. Even in his most popular years, there was such a young and handsome five-grade master who was so diligent, and he should naturally untie the belt and spend the night with him.

All she could do was feel her heart pounding, her face feverish, and her ears ringing. I seem to have returned to more than ten years ago, and I am still the red-crowned Qin Huai's Ma Xianglan, and the face of the man in front of me has become blurred, one will be Fan Jin, and the other will be Wang Zhideng.

Fan Jin had already closed his mouth at this time, and smiled at Ma Xianglan: "Siniang thinks that this song is still in the ear?" ”

"Foot ...... Enough is enough. Ma Xianglan's sleeves quickly swept across her face, and she was grateful for the dim light in her heart, which was enough to hide her expression. She forced a laugh and said: "Master Fan has a bearded eyebrows, but he sings a female voice vividly, and the girls in our courtyard are not as good as you." ”

"That's natural, if I put on a woman's costume and learn dance from Siniang, I can be a substitute for you in the future."

"It's disrespectful to say this...... Ma Xianglan shook her feet and said: "The eldest lord is an official of the imperial court, and we are women who operate cheap business, nothing more than lowly slaves and maids who relieve the boredom of the eldest lord." Everyone is a person of two worlds, in the past you were a talent, we are a cousin, and it is nothing for everyone to make friends. In the future, if you are the master, it will be difficult to be friends with us again, and there should be a demarcation between the government and the people. Today is Siniang's confusion, I shouldn't have pulled you on the boat, I'll send you down! ”

As she spoke, she walked, when suddenly there was a shock, and the person almost fell into the water. Fan Jin was agile and helped her, just wanted to reprimand, but didn't want Ma Xianglan to be lying on the side of the boat and vomiting.

The heart is churning, the wine is rising, the hard work of this wine is already full of sweat on the forehead. Fan Jin patted her back lightly to relieve her drinking, and after a while, she shook her head and said, "A hundred years of Taoism was mourned, and this time it was broken." You have a transformation, you can see Ma Siniang's ugly man, you are the second, the first is Bogu. When he went to take the fame test, I drank with Xuedao for him, and that was the first time he was drunk, and this was the second time. ”

Fan Jin said: "Although it is summer, but the wind is strong on the ship, we have something to say back to the cabin." If you drink too much, I'll give it to you. ”

Ma Xianglan knew that it was very inappropriate for a lonely man and a widow to enter the cabin at the moment. And a man who writes and sings songs for himself, if he really gets into the cabin with himself, it is impossible for him to come out like this. Originally, with her background, it was not a matter if she really lingered with a man overnight, and even Wang Zhideng would not mind.

It's just that Fan Jin's position in her heart at this time has reached a very important position, which is different from those benefactors who act on the spot. At this time, she always felt that if she really did it, she couldn't see this relationship as a transaction in her heart. I thought about refusing, but the devil formed by the drunkenness repeatedly urged her to agree in my mind. At the moment of the battle between heaven and man, Fan Jin had already helped her to walk into the cabin.

The cabin was pitch black, and a man and woman walked in, most likely to say something. Ma Xianglan knew that the most important thing she should do at this time was to drive this man away, or make it clear to him that he was not allowed to really do anything. But...... If this is the case, the relationship between the two will stop here, and it will be difficult to advance in the future.

For her, the ideal relationship with Fan Jin is what it is now, only being a confidant and nothing else. However, the setback in Suzhou, coupled with the urge of alcohol and the dream of returning to spring, made her lose her former reason, and the hand that pushed out became a pull, and the two almost rolled into the cabin.

Fan Jin put his arm around Ma Xianglan with one hand to prevent her from being injured, and with the other hand he touched the fire fold, and said in his mouth: "Siniang, in this cabin, isn't there any ready-made clothes?" In this way, after a while, I will change into a daughter's clothes and dance for you, and you will be happy with this dance, and you will not be able to take care of the troubles. As a person, you must remember to be happy, and you can't find yourself unhappy, let alone the difference between the government and the people. In front of you, I am me, not an official, just a friend of yours. The official can't dance in his daughter's clothes to show you, and there is nothing wrong with friends......"

His hand had already touched the fire fold at this time, but before he could fight, Ma Xianglan had already snatched the fire fold first and threw it into the corner. Then he stuffed a small piece of silver into Fan Jin's hand.

Fan Jin wondered, "What are you doing with the silver?" ”

"You said you would like to be friends with me? Are you willing to show me a dance in women's clothes to make me happy? ”

"Yes! Then you have to light the lamp first, or you won't be able to see it. ”

"There's no need to dance, didn't you say, you're very good at pretending to be a woman, then just pretend to be thorough, you pretend to be a woman, I pretend to be a man......"

Ma Xianglan said with a smile, "The woman took the man's silver, what do you say you should do!" I don't want to watch Fan Niangzi dance, I just want Fan Niangzi to accompany me......"

As soon as the words fell, Ma Xianglan's body wrapped around like a snake, and she hugged Fan Jin's face with both hands and kissed it. The water rippled, the hull swayed slightly, and the whispers floated out of the cabin, adding boundless vitality to this silent world.