Chapter 33 Silver One Hundred Taels

Chen Siwei finished all the three fans in one bite, and the man took the fan upstairs. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The info teahouse was suddenly full of people, and these four poems were immediately recorded, and they were all rushed to copy.

A woman in a pink gauze dress parted the crowd, walked up to Chen Siwei and said lightly, "The little girl Meiji is polite." ”

Chen Siwei was silent, it was better to talk less about returning the courtesy of a woman, although he was only fourteen years old, he still understood the difference between men and women.

It's not like Da Niu who straightened his eyes when he saw Mei Ji, and his saliva almost flowed out, and he couldn't help but say, "The young lady is really beautiful." ”

Mei Ji didn't pay attention to Da Niu, but directly took out a silver ticket of one hundred taels and said to Chen Siwei: "The little girl is committed to picking up (pronounced xié) Fanglou, playing the piano and making music for a living, and wants to sing a lyric. ”

She put the silver ticket on the table and gently pushed it towards Chen Siwei: "The capital of the pen, I hope to smile." ”

Mei Ji was born in Qing. The building is very dignified, and there is no smoke and flattery. The person is very good-looking, has a very good figure, and has a very good voice.

Most of the literati have some sour and rotten problems, and I heard that Mei Ji was born in Qing. Lou refused to make poems for her. It is impossible for courtesans to sing only the words they compose, they pay for poems to sing.

It's just that this kind of thing is done quietly, and no one wants others to know that the lyrics and songs sung in the brothel are their own hands.

When even someone laughed out loud: "How can a huge pen such as a rafter (pronounced chuán) be inscribed with a tick column?" It's delusional. ”

"The boss buys poems, and the fireworks woman also comes to buy poems, which is really insulting."

"In the end, the prostitute is generous, and the shot is so generous, it seems that fat powder is more expensive than poetry and books, it is really the world trend."

“……”

The reason why Mei Ji took out a hundred taels of silver at once was to see that Chen Siwei was short of money, and no matter how backbone a person was, he had to eat, and he was naturally short-lived.

She didn't expect those onlookers to be so bad, they said this clearly to prevent Chen Siwei from selling poems to her. Mei Ji is angry and anxious, but her background is her hard injury, and her mouth grows under other people's noses, can she care what others say?

Chen Siwei didn't expect that it was just a courtesan who wanted to buy his poems, why did it cause an uproar? Does this have anything to do with them?

Chen Siwei picked up the paperweight and pressed the silver ticket of one hundred taels, and smiled faintly: "Sister, wait a minute, Xiaosheng writes a poem if my sister likes it, and the silver goods are good, if my sister doesn't like it, I want ten copper plates, two to pay the store to the paper and ink, and eight are my hard-earned money." ”

"Qiao Xiaoxiang can't be like this, what kind of gentleman is talking about with her as a fireworks girl? Only you will suffer. ”

"That is, you can't spend fat powder money if you starve to death, if you earn her money, you will be bad for the rest of your life."

Chen Siwei didn't understand, are these onlookers born cheap? When these people saw that he had a hundred taels of silver, they jumped out to stop him, as if he had insulted his ancestors by selling poems to courtesans.

He was still barefoot, so why didn't a gentleman come forward and buy him a pair of socks? Whether to earn this money or not is up to Chen Siwei to decide, he doesn't think that this money can't be earned, let alone how gentlemanly they are.

Chen Siwei looked at everyone with a sheep in his hand, and opened his mouth calmly: "Xiaosheng thinks that a gentleman is virtuous, but he looks at how he behaves, and it has nothing to do with others. It is not to speak the way of a gentleman to those who think they are gentlemen, and not to speak the way of a gentleman to those who think they are not gentlemen. ”

Is it a gentleman who wants to see how you act, where is there a 'fireworks girl' so you don't have to talk about the gentleman's reasoning?

The corners of Chen Siwei's mouth were slanted, and he continued without concealing his contempt: "You can't spend money on starving to death, it's really elegant." I'm a layman, but I know that food and clothing require money, and I don't know what kind of money is divided into fat powder money and water money. ”

Chen Siwei looked up at Mei Ji: "I don't know if my sister needs money for food and clothing?" If you buy rice, don't you charge money for rice grains? If you drink tea, don't you want money in the tea house? ”

His eyes moved from Mei Ji to everyone, and Chen Siwei asked: "Dare to ask everyone, why is it that she alone buys my poems, and I can't sell them?" ”

Everybody doesn't spend money, prostitutes. How many women starved to death since prostitutes. The women are all bright and charming, which shows that there are many people in this world who have a lot of money for flowers, why did Chen Siwei sell a poem and it was like breaking the rules?

In the final analysis, it is not because Chen Siwei's poem is about to be sold for a hundred taels of silver, which makes people jealous and red-eyed. Those four breathtaking fan poems have already aroused people's jealousy.

Now naturally no one wants to see him get a hundred taels of silver smoothly, there is no other way, and it is also enjoyable to say a few words of gossip and disgusting people.

"At a young age, he was mercenary and didn't distinguish between wheat and wheat, so is this worth it?"

"It's really a young time (pronounced liǎo), big may not be good, this doll has no future."

“……”

Chen Siwei had no intention of fighting with them, he wrote down: "If life is only as it was first seen"

"The beginning sentence is mediocre and tasteless."

"I can write 100 poems like this out of ten copper plates."

"The words are loud, it turned out to be this idea, how can such a sentence that is not even spoken in a peaceful way be called poetry?"

"Poetry and charm, such a vernacular is really the same as chewing wax is not as good as water."

“……”

Only then did he write seven words, which attracted more than 70 sentences of criticism. Chen Siwei snorted coldly, and without words, he slowly dipped in ink, he didn't believe that no one knew how to appreciate Nalan's words.

Even though there are many talented people in the Great Song Dynasty, how many of them can be as famous as Nalan Rongruo? In addition to the willow bank of the wind and the waning moon of the willow field, probably only Su Dongpo, who went to the east of the river, can compete with one of them.

"The beginning of the sentence is not necessarily high." Mei Ji finally couldn't help but speak: "My family washes the trees by the inkstone pond, and the beginning sentence is also mediocre, and the flowers bloom with light ink marks, but it is a stroke of genius." ”

Mei Ji believes that this Qiao Ge'er will not write her a smooth mouth casually, in this case, if you don't steam steamed buns, you have to steam your breath.

Chen Siwei wrote the second sentence: "What is the autumn wind sad painting fan? ”

"Wonderful! With this sentence, this poem has a taste. ”

"That's good, it depends on what happens later."

“……”

Chen Siwei wrote in one go: "Waiting for idle changes but the hearts of the people, but the people of the people are changeable." ”

"Wonderful! Such a subtle sentence has been passed down through the ages, and a hundred taels of silver are still sold cheaply. ”

“……”

Next, Chen Siwei also wrote out the next four sentences: "Lishan language is half a night, and the tears and rain are not complaining." How is Bo Xing Jinyilang, who wishes on the same day. ”

Seeing that Chen Siwei put down the pen, Mei Ji picked up the poem and read it from beginning to end, and gently blessed Chen Siwei: "Thank you, Brother Qiao." ”

Chen Siwei took out the silver ticket, raised his hand and handed it to Xu Ping: "Buy a set of shoes and socks with me." ”