Sun Yuan is also lucky, his seat is one step away from the front, and he can clearly see the performance in front.

After only hearing the sound of the piano for a while, a few dancers appeared, and for a while, the water sleeves fluttered, and the dance music was melodious, which dazzled people.

This is probably the encore before the official competition between Gu Hengbo and Shao Yuren, and everyone didn't care about eating and drinking at the moment, and at the same time their eyes fell on the dancer and whispered a comment.

Most of the scholars spoke elegantly, and many allusions were used, some of which Sun Yuan understood, while others were confused. But I can probably still understand something, what a certain woman's chest is as straight as freshly peeled chicken head, which really makes people's hearts move; A certain woman has a pair of pigeon milk, which is really high-quality.

Sun Yuan was amused when he heard it, when he fought hard to participate in the county examination in the past, he also longed for the elegant life taste of the Ming Dynasty scholars. Now it seems that in fact, everyone is the same as ordinary Riba people, they are also laymen, but they speak more elegantly, and the content is not the same.

The appearance of the singers and dancers made the atmosphere of the night banquet gradually warm.

There was a crisp cloud board, and the dancers who were dancing just now flicked their sleeves at the same time, and then divided into two teams and retreated. In the wind brought up by the sleeves, there seems to be a sweet and heavy smell of fat powder.

"Good!" At this time, not only the scholars, but even Yang Yipeng, Hou Chaozong and others couldn't help but cheer.

The dance of this group of women just now was really good, and even Sun Yuan couldn't help but nod secretly. However, his mind was on Gu Hengbo, who was about to appear, and on the new poem she was about to sing.

When the cheering stopped, suddenly, a petite and soft body suddenly walked out, deliberately waving at the crowd with a thick voice, and babbling a long opening statement.

Sun Yuan was caught off guard for a while, but was taken aback, and immediately woke up: Isn't this what drama singing is all about, it's just that this person's voice dragged on for too long, and his middle breath was quite sufficient, and there was a hint of Peking Opera singing in later generations. However, Peking Opera did not come from Anhui.

At the same time, Sun Yuan looked over again, only to find that the person who appeared just now was wearing a literati Confucian robe, but his face was like a crown of jade, his waist was slender, and there was no Adam's apple under his chin, so he was actually a woman dressed as a man.

"Could it be that this person is Gu Hengbo?" Sun Yuan was surprised and couldn't help but ask.

"Okay, what a Gu Meiniang who is the first in Nanqu!" The crowd cheered loudly.

Sure enough, it's Gu Hengbo, another historical celebrity!

Although Sun Yuan had been mentally prepared, he still felt very excited now, and hurriedly set his eyes on Gu Hengbo.

At this glance, he shook his head unconsciously: This is also a prostitute?

The woman in front of him was about 1.5 meters tall, very thin, with a very flat chest, and the Confucian robe was worn on him, and there were almost no ups and downs. Of course, the skin is still very fair, and the facial features are also upright.

But poor milk is unforgivable, to be honest, this woman can also see the face, other places are not at the same level as Shaoyu people, and I don't know how she became famous, it's really strange and sad!

However, this woman has a good voice, singing tactfully and mourningly, and the new poem is a new work by Hou Chaozong:

Long-time guests stay home,

Stay a little bit behind!

Queqiao starry night,

When the moon sinks in the Yanguan.

The heavens are rejoicing,

The world is parting.

Shadow of the Sunny River,

Autumn moves from elm branches.

……

When you listen to this poem, you don't need to ask, it is naturally written about the day of Qixi Festival, when a woman and her lover had a private meeting, and they had to endure the pain of parting until the day of dawn.

In Sun Yuan's opinion, the quality of this poem is also acceptable, not to mention the scholar who Gu Hengbo is dating his lover, singing quietly, interpreting the trace of reluctance and infinite melancholy to ten.

Before the song was finished, at the door, when Gu Hengbo relaxed his sleeves and stopped singing, there were already cheers.

"Good Nanqu first, good Hou Fangyu!"

Hou Chaozong won a full house, although he was still sitting there calmly, but he couldn't help but have a hint of triumph on his face.

As for Yang Yipeng, he glanced at Yang Ze even more provocatively, and laughed: "The poems of the Fang Domain are really the masterpieces of my Chongzhen Dynasty's poetry circle." Coupled with Gu Mei's singing and dancing, it's really, it's a perfect match, wonderful! ”

Everyone agreed.

Governor Yang's provocation, Yang Ze naturally knew about it, but he was not angry, he only smiled slightly and touched his chin.

After pausing for a moment, when the music was over, Gu Hengbo began to sing again, and learned the scholar's figure-eight steps, and stomped slowly in front.

At this time, the banquet finally reached its climax, and almost everyone stared intently at Gu Hengbo's feet.

Kuang Chaoren, who was beside Sun Yuan, swallowed a mouthful of saliva loudly and muttered, "I have long heard that Gu Mei's arch is slender, his waist is light, and he has a pair of small feet. Xiaosheng longs for it, and today I finally saw it, and I saw ......"

When Sun Yuan looked at it, his cold hair stood up: Damn, it's ******, this is a foot? This sister is clearly a zongzi.

That's right, it's really small, probably only a palm long, and I don't know what's so beautiful about this kind of deformed foot, how can it attract everyone to be fascinated?

Seeing that Sun Yuan didn't think so, Kuang Chao was greatly dissatisfied, and glared at Sun Yuan: "At the beginning, you have a high opinion." ”

This is people's unique aesthetic taste, and Sun Yuan didn't bother to argue with him, so he only said: "Gao Jian can't talk about it, I just think that Gu Hengbo is a little thinner and wears men's clothes, but Xiaosheng doesn't like it." ”

Kuang Chaoren shook his head: "No, no, no, the little brother thinks that this woman has a taste when she is thin and small, and she can directly hold it in her arms and caress her carefully." And Gu Hengbo really looks good in men's clothes, you are also a Rugao scribe, haven't you heard that Gu Mei has always been heroic and uninhibited, showing people in men's clothes, and others call her brother Mei when they see her. ”

"Such a woman is really respectful and loved, and ah!" Kuang Chao's mouth flowed out: "The famous scholar Huang Daozhou tasted that there was a prostitute in his eyes, and he boasted that there was no prostitute in his heart. So, the two hugged each other naked and slept all night. Gu Mei's uninhibited etiquette and morality, and the style of a righteous man and a gentleman in Zodiac Zhou, are impressive. ”

"That's right." Everyone in the banquet was also in awe.

Sun Yuan took a breath of cold air: Is this okay?

"Good story, good story!" After hearing this story, everyone was wonderful, admired, envious, jealous and hateful. Judging by their expressions, it is estimated that the latter is the majority.

There are even people who are leisurely fascinated, thinking that if I were the zodiac week that night, but they don't know what a beautiful scenery it is. That's a beautiful woman in her arms, and a naked bird!

"Good story, this is also counted?" Sun Yuan suddenly felt a little ridiculous, and he was impulsive in his heart, and couldn't help but say: "I don't believe that Huang Daozhou and Gu Hengbo have been stripped naked and hugged all night, and nothing has happened, this is unreasonable." "Indeed, this is not scientific, anyway, if he is in this situation, even if this Gu Hengbo is not to his liking, he will not be able to maintain it.

"Why is it unreasonable?" Someone glanced at Sun Yuan dissatisfiedly.

Sun Yuan didn't realize that something was wrong in other people's eyes, and said with a smile: "There is a good saying, there must be a demon when things go wrong." It's hard to say that this Gu Hengbo deliberately set up this game with the zodiac in order to become famous. And this zodiac week is like this, he can sit on his reputation as a moral master, and he can be favored by beauties, why not? ”

"Presumptuous!" Immediately, a scholar Tie Qing scolded with a blue face: "Huang Youxuan's calligraphy and painting are the first in the pavilion, the article is the first in the country, the character is the first in the sea, and his knowledge is directly Zhou and Confucius, which is the first in ancient and modern times." I am the first moral everyone, who are you, who are you, who actually spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. You yourself are full of male thieves and prostitutes, and you look at others as filthy, but in fact you are a villain. ”

"By the way, I seem to have seen you little man somewhere. It's like ...... in the teahouse that day."

"Bastard thing!"

For a while, the scholars in the audience glared at Sun Yuan, and even Kuang Chaoren, who was unusually affectionate to Sun Yuan before, was also disdainful and moved his chair to the side.

Sun Yuan was also very annoyed, and was about to speak, when Gu Hengbo's new poem had been sung, and everyone applauded.

All of them were so excited that their faces turned red.

Yang Yipeng and Hou Fangyu looked at each other and smiled, and they both saw the color in each other's eyes.

No matter how you look at it, Gu Hengbo has won this scene, with such a wonderful performance, everyone doesn't care so much about what kind of performance Shaoyu people will have next.

Gu Hengbo learned the man's posture and waved at everyone, and everyone got up and saluted back.

After the ceremony, Gu Hengbo strode to Hou Chaozong's side, sat aside, and talked to Hou Daming.

With this trouble just now, Sun Yuan had nowhere to vent the anger in his heart, so he had to sit down sullenly and bow his head to drink. After a long time, he calmed down and smiled bitterly: Everyone here today is a high-ranking official and a scholar in Fengyang City, and it can be said that they are the ruling class of the Ming Dynasty. But now that the state affairs are so erosive, these people are poetry and wine, talking about women's small feet and color arts, but they don't know that the pain of losing the country is in the future, and a big change is tomorrow.

Although my Sun Yuan is not from the Ming Dynasty, he is a good man, and he will inevitably be aggrieved when he mixes with these wastes all day long. If the Ming Dynasty wants to rely on this group of people to save the sky, is it possible, is it possible?

Suddenly, Sun Yuan had a strong desire to leave this Fengyang and return to Rugao as soon as possible.

Now he has more than 100 taels of gold in his hand, and he is a millionaire. With money in hand, the family should have no food and clothing. Not only that, but you can also get an official position, and finally an officer who can lead the troops.

I have money, food, and soldiers, and no matter where I go in the future, I can tightly manipulate my fate.

What's the use of being a scholar?

Poetry and wine are happy, romantic and Qinhuai, in the end, it is just a fan painted with peach blossoms.

The front can't block the iron hooves of the Qing soldiers, and the back can't stop Li Chuang's flashing broadsword.

Look closely at the flower, but it is the blood of the dead slaves.