By the Jinshui River, under the willow tree, next to the big stone, Chen Yan leaned on the boulder, sat on the ground, looked at the scenery of early autumn, the pedestrians coming and going, the painting boat in the river, it was really enjoyable, but there was something missing, if you came to drink a little wine like this, and then come to the root of the smoke, it would feel extraordinary!

In the distance, a three-storey painting boat slowly came along the water, carved beams and painted buildings, the end is gorgeous and abnormal, a huge banner hangs down on it, five big characters are written on it, and the spring breeze and rain are exposed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Chen Yan pouted, this is really swaggering. However, looking at this formation, the scale of this spring wind and rain will not be too small, after all, these three-story painting boats are not everywhere. At this time, there were also many onlookers standing by the river, and there were many discussions. Where Chen Yan sat and listened for a while, he understood that he dared to love what kind of Oiran Contest was going to be held in this spring breeze and rain open building, this is to do publicity! It's a bit interesting, it seems that the people of this era are also very advanced, and this marketing method is very good.

After the three-storey painting boat sailed away, it was followed by several smaller two-story painting boats, which also hung a huge banner with four words: "Hundred gold for words." ”

The literary style of the Great Song Dynasty is prosperous, and the most well-known is naturally our Liu San, who "fills in the words by order", has changed. This person is uninhibited, and he writes mostly lingering and sympathetic words, which is very popular with the women of Qinglou. Chen Yan remembered that Liu Sanbian was poor in his later years, and when he died, it was those women who raised money for burial. A good poem can definitely make an oiran popular, so these Qinglou Chu Pavilion will do everything possible to find those so-called romantic talents to write lyrics for their own girls.

Since the death of Liu San, there has been a short vacuum in the ranks of the top lyricists of the Great Song Dynasty, you must know that Su Shi and Qin Guan and other well-known great writers in later generations have not yet stepped onto the stage of history!

Chen Yan lowered his head and counted his fingers, a hundred gold, that is, one hundred taels of gold, one thousand taels of silver, and one thousand copper coins, I went to it, these Qinglou really made a lot of money in order to make their own girls popular! You must know that this thousand copper coins will be converted into soft sister coins in later generations at least 200,000, and in Bianliang City, a place where prices are relatively high, 1,000 copper coins are enough to buy a good courtyard.

Thinking of this, Chen Yan couldn't help but mutter, "Or I'll try it?" Then he shook his head again, laughing at himself, just his two brushes, except for plagiarism, what kind of literary brilliance! Besides, he rejects plagiarism from the bottom of his heart. A gentleman loves money and takes it in the right way!

Sitting until it was getting dark, Chen Yan got up, patted the dirt and grass clippings on his body, and planned to go home to get some food, then go to bed early, and continue to go out of the stall tomorrow.

In the private room on the third floor of Yangquan Restaurant on the other side of the river, a woman in a fiery red suit stood in front of the window, looked at Chen Yan not far away, got up, and then slowly walked away. Behind her, a girl in the costume of a maid stood and said softly, "Miss, you have been watching this for a long time. ”

The woman in the power suit stood without moving, and said slowly: "Cui'er, what do you think of this person?" ”

Cui'er walked over with a smile, stood beside her, and said, "This is a matter set by the old lady, and the maid doesn't dare to talk about it." ”

The woman in the suit reached out and poked her head and said, "You're clever." Ming'er asked people to try again, didn't he like that kind of place, and Miss Ben would fulfill him. ”

Cui'er smiled bitterly when she heard this, and said in her heart Chen Qicheng, Chen Qicheng, you guy will ask for more blessings, and you won't look at who my young lady is?!

Nothing happened overnight.

Early the next morning, Chen Yan got up as usual to wash and do push-ups, then went out with a bookcase on his back, came to the willow tree and began to set up a stall. Na Zhi waited for a morning and didn't have any business, seeing that it was almost noon, Chen Yan planned to close the stall and go home to rest and rest, anyway, he still had more than 100 yuan in his pocket, and he couldn't starve.

"You wrote the pair on the tofu shop?" A figure stood at the table and said coldly.

Chen Yan raised his eyes and saw a man in brocade standing there, with a round face, a round nose, a round body, and a folding fan in his hand, but he couldn't see the appearance of Sven. In the words of later generations, this guy is a typical fat round, rich second generation, and at first glance, he is the feeling of getting rich, stupid and rich.

"That's exactly what I'm doing." Chen Yan knew that business was coming.

"Oh, you call, call, Chen Qicheng, that's good! It's up to you, go to the spring breeze and rain with my son at night, as long as you can give my son a long face, it's easy to say that the money is good, this is a fixed money. After Tu Feiyuan finished speaking, he threw down a string of copper coins, his face was full of arrogance, this son is rich, what's wrong?!

Chen Yan looked at it, and his eyes suddenly lit up, big deal, this string of copper coins is enough to be consistent, although I don't like this style of soil, but it is also good to meet such a big man, the most important thing is that you can also go to the spring breeze and rain to see the building for a long time.

He's not Megumi Yanagishita, and he doesn't plan to do ascetic for the rest of his life, his sexual orientation is normal. I was a single dog in my previous life, so I can't be like this in this life, right?! Even if you can't marry a beautiful woman, it's okay to open meat. Just ask a normal man in this world, he doesn't expect any three wives and four concubines in his heart, it was unrealistic before, but now it's okay, this is the Great Song Dynasty! Don't talk about your three wives and four concubines, just a little more, as long as you can settle evenly, it's not a problem!

"Dare to ask how to call Childe in the next place?"

Tu Feiyuan snorted and said, "My son's surname is Zhu Pingchuan, Xingba, you can call me Eighth Gongzi." Ben Gongzi still has something to go first, you will wait here for Ben Gongzi tonight. ”

Zhu Ba, I'm still a celebrity! But at this time, "Journey to the West" doesn't seem to be available yet!

Looking at Zhu Pingchuan's thick back, Chen Yan couldn't help but sigh, this guy really shouldn't be called Bagongzi, how good it is to be called Bajie, it is easy to understand, and it is very vivid. Anyway, this money has always been earned by itself, hey, this little life is getting more and more nourishing!

This spring breeze and rain is located on the fruit street, it is the famous Qing Lou Chu Pavilion in Bianliang City, and there is one of the eight beautiful scenery of this Bianliang City nearby, the bright moon of the state bridge. If you go straight along Guozi Street and cross Yiqiao Street, you can see the famous Kaifeng Mansion and Yushitai.

"Bajie, oh, no, Bagongzi, how far is it?" Chen Yan asked breathlessly.

Zhu Pingchuan's somewhat impatient voice came from inside the ox cart: "It's almost there!" Chen Da, what a lot of work, you have asked this three times. You're not annoying, but I'm still annoying! ”

This Chen Da's name was given to him by Bajie, originally Chen Yan refused, what kind of name is this, like a cat and a dog on the street, but Bajie said, since your kid is the scholar of this son tonight, this name is naturally unbearable, otherwise how to highlight the handsomeness of this son!

For Qian'er's sake, he endured it!

Chen Yan followed the ox cart, scolding in his heart, you are a dead fat man, you are a dead man, you dare to love you are sitting in the car, Lao Tzu has been gone for almost an hour!

After walking for another quarter of an hour, Chen Yan followed the ox cart across the Tianhan Bridge, and finally saw the signboard of the spring breeze and rain in the distance.