Chapter 141 Shangyuan Poetry Club II

Today, on the shore of this mausoleum, next to this stage, it is obviously a grand event of entertainment performances. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But why is it called a poetry club? Of course, everyone takes what they need, and for ordinary people, they don't call tonight's event a poetry meeting, but rather a "Oiran conference" or something like that.

But those who read some books will call it the "Shangyuan Poetry Club". For the readers, the performances of these oiran prostitutes were merely entertainment.

Of course, this Oiran performance is obviously inseparable from poetry, this Oiran sings, but it is just a singing of lyrics, if any literati can write a good poem to this Oiran, it is more useful than how many flowers others send.

A song is famous all over the world, even the famous prostitute who got the most flowers today is just the insight of a businessman, although this name is big, he can't really be a clean person who can handle the shelf.

If you get a good poem from a talented person, it is the best capital that can elevate your status and take advantage of it, and literati and artists will also flock to it. Speaking of which, it is also the reason for the noble status of the literati.

Of course, the poetry of this genius was not given for nothing, and he also wanted to exchange for a self-recommended pillow.

This ice solution is not going to compete for the title of this oiran, but it did participate a few years ago. Now Xie Bingyu's status no longer needs to compete for any name in this Oiran Conference. It's already a height that others can't reach.

"Xie Yuangong, if I fancy which one in a while, you have to help me." Liu Xuliao said.

"Don't you know how to write poetry? Much better than mine in terms of momentum. Zhu Zhenguo joked with a smile.

"That... I'm just good at poetry, but the words are average... Ha ha... Liu Xuliao explained with a smile, obviously not really without a correct understanding of his literary talent.

"No, I don't help." Zhu Zhen's Chinese tone was slightly harsh, but he was just making fun of Liu Xuliao.

"Haha... Brother Liu Xian, if Zhenguo doesn't help you, I'll help you. Ouyang Wenfeng said with a smile on the side, knowing that it was a joke.

"Brother Ouyang is still angry, if Brother Ouyang takes a fancy to someone for a while, tell me, I'll go down there and buy dozens of hundreds of flowers and send them to you." Liu Xuliao is reciprocating the peach.

"No, no, no..." Ouyang Wenfeng refused with a smile, this Song Meixian has only arrived for a few days, and the two of them are at the moment when you and I are nong, but there is nothing else in the eyes of other women at this time.

"Brother Ouyang doesn't have to be polite to me, just that." Liu Xuliao thought in his heart that this Ouyang Wenfeng was just shy, according to him, when there was no eye edge, which woman was grass mustard, and when the eye edge came, it was in the middle of the picture at a glance. It's a matter of chance.

There are people on the stage one after another, Miss Su from this home, Wu Meiren from Xiaozhu.

"Xie Yuangong, what do you think of this woman? Should I do it? Although Liu Xuliao is also sixteen or seventeen years old, he is still in ignorance, he doesn't really know how to fall in love, and he doesn't really like anyone. Therefore, the temperament is to pick goods, probably because I don't understand what love is.

"Can't you ask me? How do I know if you like it or not? Zhu Zhenguo listened to the music freely, and looked at Ouyang Shimeng from time to time.

This Ouyang Shimeng also looked at Zhu Zhenguo from time to time, and more often watched this performance with peace of mind, this kind of Oiran appeared in turn, and it also had a colorful performance, she had never seen it, and she thought it was even more interesting.

After each Oiran is sung, there will be a roll call below, which lord or son will send how many flowers. After singing this Oiran, I also want to come down to thank the person who sent the flowers before, and I also remember the appearance, so as not to slack off in the future.

The flowers given to the Oiran cost five taels of silver, and the price of half an acre of paddy fields. Zhu Zhenguo couldn't help but think that when he first met Ouyang Wenfeng, a table of people in the Qingshan Teahouse felt that a few hundred Wen was too expensive to listen to a small song, but now this flower of five taels of silver can be accepted.

"Xie Yuangong, I'm going to make a move on this, I have to make a move on this." A new young lady surnamed Feng came up, only about fourteen years old, but she hadn't opened her mouth to sing, and Liu Xuliao couldn't sit still.

"You just have to do it." Zhu Zhenguo replied.

"Hurry up, two talented people, write a good word... This Liu Xuliao looked anxious.

"Last night the rain was sparse and the wind was blowing,

Heavy sleep does not kill alcohol.

Questionnaire curtain person,

But the begonias are still the same.

Did you know? Did you know?

It should be green, fat, red and thin. Zhu Zhenguo recited it as soon as he opened his mouth, it was a song "Like a Dream Order".

"Zhenguo is a great talent, I really admire." Ouyang Wenfeng was still thinking about it, but Zhu Zhenguo opened his mouth and recited it. I also admire it in my heart.

"The Shih Tzu I made before was used by this guy." Zhu Zhenguo picked up a pen and paper as he spoke, and he was afraid that if Liu Xuliao wrote a typo, it would be ugly.

"Thank you Xie Yuangong, I will also help you send flowers later." After speaking, Liu Xuliao took the blank paper and hurriedly went downstairs.

Ordinary literati, if they want to send poems to the Oiran on this stage, they don't need to run down by themselves, but they also have to grasp their identity and let the little girl in the building send it, and when the Oiran finishes singing, they will naturally come up to thank them. But it was Liu Xuliao who could take care of these things.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the young lady surnamed Feng to start singing this song "Like a Dream Order", which can be regarded as a good singing, mainly because the girl's voice is soft and she also sounds sad.

"Liu Xuliao, the son of Liu Shuai in Datong, send a hundred flowers." A few people in this private room also heard the loud roll call.

All of a sudden, all three of them burst out laughing. This Liu Xuliao even said directly that he was Liu Shuai's son, and he was also very good at showing off.

"This son of the Liu family is really bold, and his shot is five hundred taels." Ouyang Shimeng, who had been quietly watching the performance on the side, also spoke.

"This son is a wonderful man." Zhu Zhenguo responded.

After a while, this Liu Xuliao walked back, followed by the young lady surnamed Feng and a small servant.

"Let me introduce you, this is Zhu Zhenguo, Xie Yuangong of Dajiang, this is Ouyang Wenfeng, the son of Ouyang Zheng, the secretary of the Criminal Department, and the one in it is Ouyang Wenfeng's younger brother. This is Miss Feng from Wenhuayuan. Liu Xuliao took this Miss Feng directly to the private room. Introduction.

This Miss Feng also came up to see them one by one. After that, he didn't leave, but sat down in this private room, obviously this Liu Xuliao is a big tree for her, this Liu Xuliao is extremely noble, and he is "extraordinary". Other small trees and seedlings are nothing.

"Xie Yuangong, I also want to make a move on this." After Liu Xuliao brought this Miss Feng back, he didn't have any intimate words, but watched the performance on stage again.

Obviously, this Liu Xuliao is just curious, not open-minded, and doesn't know much about men and women, just for fun. (To be continued.) )