If Wu Yujun also has a good ability, that is, no matter how late he was messing around outside the day before, he would be able to get up on time the next morning, and he could still keep up well when it was time to do things, of course, this was only a few hours in the morning, and when the sun rose and it was almost midday, this guy would completely wither.

Although it was in the south of the Yangtze River, the morning of early winter was still cold, wrapped in the wind on his body, Tang Cheng had to ride his horse straight to Xue Dong's residence in Yangzhou, and he was accompanied by Wu Yujun, who had just retired from the hangover and had bloodshot eyes.

When Xue Dong sent someone to send the famous thorn yesterday, it was too late, and Tang Cheng was taking a bath in the pool of Dulahe's house at that time, so he didn't go, and it was changed to this morning.

"Ah Cheng, oh, that house with a round dome is the Yangzhou Ancestral Hall you just asked about", Wu Yujun raised his horsewhip and pointed to a building on the side of the road, and then smiled evilly: "Ah Cheng, look to the left again, do you remember?" Last time, Zhou Lirong's dead ghost invited us for the first time when he was there, this square area is Pingkangfang in Yangzhou, hehe, Persian Hu is really interesting, our Buddhist temple and Taoist temple always have to be as far away from the Qinglou Goulan as possible, they are good, and there is no one to avoid it across a wall."

The city of the Tang Dynasty advocated centralized management, the most typical representative is Chang'an, the largest market is concentrated together, even the green buildings are concentrated in the same square area, so Chang'an City has more than 50,000 jì families gathered in Pingkangfang has become the most famous fireworks place in the world. Yangzhou is generally following Chang'an in urban planning, and the square area where the Happy Building is located is the red light district of Yangzhou.

Tang Cheng looked along the place pointed by Wu Yujun's horsewhip, and sure enough, he saw a house next door to the Happy Loufang District, the architectural style of this house was different from the surroundings, neither like the Islamic style he saw on TV in later generations, nor purely the ancient Roman style, but like a mixture of these two architectural styles.

After looking at it but not stopping too long, the two rode straight to Xue Dong's residence, which was not far from here.

I went early, but I stayed at Xue Dong for a short time.

When the two of them came out of Xue Dongfu, Wu Yujun's mouth was even more scolding, "Dog, who is this turtle son?" Ran to Yangzhou to charge the uncle, half of the tung oil! It's really open, turtle son! Let's gnaw on the dung."

Although Tang Cheng didn't scold, his face was so heavy that he could drip water, this Xue Dong was not a thing, he sent someone to give the thorn, and when the two of them came to visit in the morning, this guy who had spent all night drinking was hugged by Gao Lie and didn't even take a look at him, and only sent a housekeeper out to speak.

That's it, the so-called people gather like is really not false at all, the housekeeper dragged the same as 2580,000, skimming a mouthful of "official words", opening his mouth is how to wait, how my son-in-law is in the Yulin Army, how is the princess, after showing off, this guy even opened his mouth without showing any teeth to ask for half of the tung oil, the tone was just like ordering the servants to be subordinate, obviously did not see the "lowly status" Tang Cheng and the two in their eyes, and the posture of opening his mouth was to force the car and eat the horse.

"What's wrong with Yulin's personal guards, such a scourge in Chang'an City is one or two thousand, and the officials who are all big in bird shit are embarrassed to show off, Lao Tzu has not been to Chang'an, and this turtle son still doesn't know how the people in Chang'an City scold them for this group of scourges, I rì his ancestors are banban", his mouth was broken and scolded here, Wu Yujun turned his face and said: "Ah Cheng, what should I do about this?" ”。

"Cold salad! There will always be a time when this birdman eats deflated", Tang Cheng sneered, "Old Wu, I heard that Xue Birdman is infatuated with the new Oiran of Happy Building?" ”。

"Yes, this birdman is not only obsessed, but he is almost a mad dog, if it weren't for the hard foundation of Happy Building, this guy would have pounced on the overlord and made a bow. I don't look at him like that, if he is not talented, if he is not good-looking, can the seven-weaver girl look at him? Laugh at! ”。

"What kind of person is Nanori?".

"Excellent", as soon as it came to Qiweaving, Wu Yujun, who was still full of anger just now, suddenly had his eyes lit up, "This little lady can't say, anyway, men have to lose their souls when they see him, and they lose their souls when they see him, and they lose their souls once they see him, and they don't know where the fat man of Happy Lou found such a superlative, or is it a Qing man!" As he spoke, Wu Yujun couldn't wait to drool.

Seeing Wu Yujun's nymphomaniac, Tang Cheng didn't ask again, "You go back first, I'll go to Shugang", after finishing speaking, Tang Cheng grabbed the horse's belly and went straight to Zheng's mansion.

When he came out of Zheng's mansion after lunch at noon, there were already three more servants on horseback behind Tang Cheng, these three people were brought by Zheng Lingyi from Chang'an, in case of need, the distant clansmen were called Xingdi, because these three people were also easy to call, Zheng Wu, Zheng Qi, Zheng Jiu.

When he looked up at the sky, Tang Cheng gave a few words to Zheng Wu, who was led by the three of them, and then turned the reins of his horse and went straight to the Happy Building.

After a night of noise and early morning silence, the happy building just after noon was just waking up, and even the turtle man who was guarding the door was a little unlucky.

"This little Xianggong is also too anxious", Turtle Gong Wei Yue saw Tang Cheng who got off the horse at the door, and greeted him with a snicker, "Childe, are you going to go around, listen to the song or call the girl?" ”。

"I want to meet Miss Qizhi", Tang Cheng's words made the smile on Wei Yue's face swallow half of it immediately, "I still want to see Miss Qizhi."

Gui Gong scolded in his heart, but he still tried his best to make a smile on his face, "Childe doesn't know, this Qizhi girl ......."

At this moment, a surprised voice sounded in the door of the building: "Ah Cheng, are you here to find me?" When the person arrived, Guan Guan, who was about to visit the incense powder shop with a personal mustache, walked out of the door with a smile, "Why did you get to Yangzhou, this is the difference between the front and back, if you know that you are also coming, when rì also happens to be together."

"I also made a temporary decision", Tang Cheng greeted him with a smile, "It's you, I didn't know if I left when I left, I still went home and listened to Yingjun to know."

"If you have Ying to send me, it's not good to delay your business all the time. Let's go, talk in the building! Guan Guan, who was smiling, turned around and instructed the turtle prince: "Wei Yue, please inform the water room, give me the best montale stone flower in the room, this day is also strangely cold, and the three pulp will also come to two ou."

Who is this person, he still wants to drink Monttop Stone Flower and Sanle Pulp, this is the best thing in tea and wine! The turtle prince Wei Yue muttered in his heart, but he nodded with a smile on his face, who let Guan Guan is on fire now, there are so many aunts in the Happy Building, and there are only eight people who can live on the third floor.

When he walked past Wei Yue, Tang Cheng handed over a two-pass ticket, this is the rule, he doesn't care about himself, he can't let this turtle underestimate Guan Guan.

Looking at the flying ticket in his hand, the smiling face of Turtle Gong Wei Yue finally became a little real, "The stairs have just been picked up, and they are a little slippery, so be careful of your step!" ”。

"When I was in Jinzhou, my brother and sister were well entertained, Ah Cheng, don't be polite, there are friends who are still so polite", Guan Guan smiled very crisply after seeing Tang Cheng, and asked him to sit down in his room on the third floor, and asked: "Ah Cheng, what's the matter today."

Seeing Guan Guan like this, Tang Cheng didn't say any more polite words, and said directly: "I want to see Miss Qizhi."

"You want to see Nanori?" Guan Guan was stunned for a moment, and then when he smiled, there was already a hint of self-harm on his face, "How can you be, Ah Cheng, you are also from Mu Qiyan?" ”。

"There is always curiosity", Tang Cheng took the montex stone flower sent by the girl, blew the tea brew on it and said: "But it's just curiosity, mainly because I want to see if I can ask her for help."

"This girl is red and purple now, it's not easy to see her, I'm afraid it's even more difficult to ask her for help", after hearing this, Guan Guan's face was relieved.

"Just try, if you don't succeed, it's just that", after all, it is such an important matter, Tang Cheng will not pin the capital on a Jì family who has never met, Zheng Wu and their side have already made other preparations according to his arrangement.

"Okay, it's good if you have this idea", Guan Guan in the Qinglou was very well-behaved, and he didn't ask what was the matter, "I'll go upstairs to see if this girl has gotten up, and I finally have a little friendship with her, so it's no problem just to see her."

Guan Guan went out, Tang Cheng stood up and paced to the window to look at the street scene outside, then looked down and noticed the words on the bookcase by the window.

The green mountains are faint and the water is far away, the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn, and these fourteen words are written on a spread of rice paper, and there is a blank space in the back, obviously, this is an unfinished poem.

Seeing these two poems, Tang Cheng naturally remembered the night of the bright moon, the Guan Guan under the night of the bright moon, Zheng Lingyi, and the Yangzhou style of that night.

Leaning over to pick up the pen, Tang Cheng dipped the thick ink in the inkstone, and then continued the book on the blank rice paper, filling up the last two sentences.

Since when the rì Zhongshu eight-point regular script has been similar, Tang Cheng has been following the guidance of the old master Yan, continuing to practice Zhong Kai, and gradually has some of his own experience in the god-like, this time suddenly has the meaning of writing with a pen, purely under the intention, although the last two sentences and fourteen characters are still rigorous eight-point Kai in the skeleton chapter, but when the pen is overlooked at the overall situation, you can see a little bit of flying and agile elegance under the strict law.

The article is made by nature, and the magic hand is even good. Not only the article, but also this calligraphy, Tang Chengshi didn't expect that he could have such a satisfactory performance between the occasional mention of the pen, and when he looked down carefully, he was quite self-satisfied.

"Good words, good poems!".

"Guan Guan has passed the reputation", after answering a sentence, Tang Cheng realized that something was wrong, this person's voice was not Guan Guan at all, and when he turned his head past, he felt that his eyes suddenly lit up, so that he stopped for a while before he spoke, "Seven Weaver Girl? ”。

There are always some people in this world who are different, such as the seven weaves in front of them, in a nutshell, she is too gorgeous, glamorous to the extent of dazzling, there are many kinds of women's beauty, or dignified, or pure, etc., etc., and the biggest of the seven weaves, or the only feature is bewitching, that is an indescribable feeling, if according to the standards of the network in later generations, she is a typical, veritable monstrous water-level beauty.

After seeing me, Tang Cheng understood why she could become the top brand of Happy Building, and it was really not surprising at all.

Nanori nodded and raised his eyebrows and smiled, the kind of smart charm became more and more seductive, "You are the one who recited this poem on the twenty-four bridges?" ”。

Tang Cheng couldn't answer these words, smiled, put down the pen, turned around and took a few steps back to the brocade stool just now.

A woman who is too beautiful will bring a sense of oppression to those who are close to her, and Tang Cheng doesn't like this feeling of oppression very much.

Seeing that Tang Cheng had retreated, Guan Guan, who had followed up, pursed his lips and smiled, raised his eyebrows and threw a mocking glance at Qizhi.

Tang Cheng didn't notice this, and after turning around and sitting down, he smiled and met Qizhi's gaze and said, "I heard that Xue Duwei from Beijing admires the girl very much?" ”。

"What, the matter you asked me for help has something to do with him, and you want to go through his door?" , Nanori did not hide her disdain, "It's a pity that poem", she said in her mouth, people were about to go out, but they were stopped by Guan Guan who was standing on the side, "Sister Qiori, Ah Cheng didn't say that he wanted to go through his door, you always have to let someone finish speaking."

This little girl is purely spoiled, Tang Cheng is also disappointed when he sees her like this, it seems that this trick is useless. Because of such thoughts, Tang Cheng's voice faded, "It's related to Xue Duwei, but it's not a door, if the girl doesn't want to, it's okay."

"Take a look, I'll just say it", Guan Guan persuaded Qizhi while throwing a glance at Tang Cheng, blaming him for talking too facelessly, after all, he was the top aunt of Happy Lou who was red and purple, which was unusual.

"Okay, if I want to help you do it, you will exchange the poem for it", since the official selection of the brand, Qizhi rìrì was coaxed to offer, He had been snubbed by Tang Cheng, "This poem is what I want to use at the Ming Chun Flower Party, if you can satisfy me, I will help you, none of us owe anyone", when it came to the end, Qizhi was obviously angry.

From the beginning of the later generations, Tang Chengcheng didn't like the kind of self-righteous Ren xìng woman, it didn't matter about her appearance, she didn't like it, she didn't like it. Because she didn't say a few obedient words to coax as Guan Guan indicated, she coaxed her xìngzi, maybe she coaxed herself, but she would be looked down upon, isn't this a crime?

Tang Cheng likes a lot of things, but he never includes being cheap.

Tang Cheng only replied with two words, "fair".

Seeing that the two of them were like this, Guan Guan Suo no longer persuaded him, so it was good to make a deal with the power of the gong and the drum in front of him. At that time, the women in the Qinglou sang poems, good poems are hard to find, good poems are hard to find, but if you can really find a good poem that suits you, you can be as famous as Guan Guan in the middle of October. Most of the jì Jiaping rì sing are famous songs, you sing and I sing it will not show special, often at a certain time, such as fighting songs, when the flower party will pay a lot of money to find a local well-known literati to make a new voice. From this point of view, the request made by Qizhi is a transaction with Tang Cheng.

Tang Cheng got up and moved his wrist to the bookcase, and asked, "What kind of poem does the girl want?" There must always be a limit on the content, and it must be clear whether it is a music house or a poem, or a quatrain, or a song line."

Since the debut of the seven weavers, have you ever seen someone like Tang Cheng? Seeing him like this, he didn't fight anywhere, "I like Liu Tingzhi's "Generational Sadness Pulsatilla" the most, you follow this one."

"The song of falling flowers! Okay", Tang Cheng, who walked to the side of the bookcase, opened all the windows in front of him, and looked at the prosperity of Yangzhou outside, and his mind turned sharply.

"Sister, is that song of green mountains and hidden water really chanting?" , the sound of the seven weaving air bulging came from behind itself.

Seeing Nanori's angry appearance, Guan was inexplicably a little happy, not for the title of the top brand, but for the beauty of Qiori, which made Guan Guan, who was also a woman, inevitably jealous, "Isn't it him, can my sister still use this to fool you?" How do you want to fool the past? ”。

"I don't look like it, whether it's written in the current or in the book, but who is not as gentle as jade among talented poets? Just him...... Hum! ”。

When Guan Guan heard that Yan was about to speak, he saw Tang Cheng by the window suddenly turn his head, "This is what you want to use at the Spring Flower Meeting?" ”。

"yes, what, no!" , Nanori replied as if he had taken gunpowder.

Tang Cheng ignored her when he heard this, and after he was sure, he wrote with the help of the pen, and after a while, he put the pen and ink when he got up, "Okay."

"So fast, fooling people!" , Qizhi walked and deliberately chanted the first few sentences of "Generations of Sorrowful Pulsatilla", "Peach and plum flowers in the east of Luoyang City, who is flying around?" Luoyang's daughter cherishes her face, sits and sighs when she sees the falling flowers, this year's flowers fall and her face changes, who is there next year? The underlying meaning is to remind Tang Cheng how high her standards are.

She was fighting on this side, and the curious Guan Guan was much faster than her, and when Qizhi was still trying to chant, Guan Guan's voice over there had already come: "Sister, if you don't want this song, my sister will put it away."

Listening to Guan Guan's voice, Qizhi also received the poem, took a few steps to the bookcase, and when he looked down, what was written on the white rice paper was a seven-word song "Drinking Wine Song under the Flowers".

When she was watching here, Guan Guan, who was still unsatisfied after reading it, had already sung a cappella in a chorus to the tune:

Ninety spring light throws a shuttle, drinking wine and singing before flowers; How many hours can the flowers bloom on the branches? What can life be in the world?

Yesterday's flowers are better than today's, and today's flowers fall into autumn grass; The person before the flower is last year's body, and last year's person is older than this year.

Today, the rì flower blooms another branch, and the bright rì comes to know who it is? Will the flowers bloom next year? Who knows today and next year?

The weather is unpredictable, windy and windy, and the personnel is difficult and unpredictable; The time and personnel are not even, don't pay the spring light?

Good flowers are difficult to grow and do not bloom, and young people are easy to grow old and do not come back; Life is not drunk before flowers, and life is also stupid!

The same seven words and deeds; The same "see the flowers" technique; It is also difficult to write that flowers are always blooming, and youth is fleeting; The same language is as clear as words, without allusions. This "Song of Drinking Wine under Flowers" is simply too similar to the "Generations of Sorrowful Pulsatilla" that Nanori just chanted, although this song does not have the famous sentence of "The flowers are similar every year, and the people are different every year", but it is fortunate that it does not have the sadness and depression of "but look at the ancient singing and dancing, but watch the birds and birds sad at dusk".

Yangzhou Flower Festival is so lively, in such a lively occasion to sing the twilight birds and birds are naturally out of place, Tang Cheng's song is good at the end of the "life is not drunk before the flowers, the flower laughs and the life is also stay", in the face of the streamer that is very easy to throw people, drunk before the flowers, and have fun in time, but there is more than such a poem that is more in line with the theme of the Qinglou?

This song is simply tailor-made for Nanori in terms of requirements, personal hobbies, and themes, and Rao is that she wants to say a bad word, but she is really sorry to say it.

Standing quietly in front of the bookcase for a long time, even after reading it word by word was enough time to read it three times, Qizhi reached out and carefully rolled up the poem where the ink had dried, "Sister Guan Guan, you have to keep it secret for me".

After putting the scroll in his sleeve and hiding it, Qizhi, who was born with a bewitching character, walked straight to the brocade stool not far in front of Tang Cheng and sat down, stared at him with wide eyes, and said angrily: "Say, what do you want me to do?" ”。

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PS: Starting today, adjust the update time, if there are no special accidents, the future update will be placed between 8 and 9 o'clock in the evening, and I am really embarrassed to let book friends wait until the early hours of the morning.

Another: Recently, the monthly pass has hardly moved, and the recommendation is also available, and the book review area is also full of beads. But looking at the ancient singing and dancing place, only the birds are sad at dusk!

It's so silent! Please, book friends, no matter what tickets you have, if you give a few tickets, it's a sound! %>_

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