"If you like it, sir, next time I come, I will make a chrysanthemum banquet suitable for high-ranking people, accompanied by potpourri dew. It's a pity that Mr. came in the wrong season, not until the autumn is cool, you can't find chrysanthemums, and you can't brew potpourri dew. At the beginning of the autumn dew, the mountains and forests are sparse, the moon is white and the wind is clear, and the wind ......is clear," Ying Lian woke up from her longing and said: "Look at me talking like this, saying so many things that should not be said before the feast, I swept Mr. Yaxing." Mr. tasted it slowly, and I played a tune for Mr. Yoo's wine. After that, he took a tube of purple bamboo flute, held his breath quietly, and blew out an ancient song carefully.

Zhang Pu returned to the boat by the Chuihong Bridge, tossing and turning, unable to sleep for a long time, and for several years, I don't know what Xu Buddha looks like. I heard the rooster crowing all over the place, and then I fell asleep. In the haze, as if lying on the soft incense couch in the ten floors, Xu Buddha has set up a wine banquet, full of aroma, holding the pot handle, deep affection...... Zhu Ran woke up in shock, and saw that the sun in the east was already high, and coughed, Changsan hurriedly came in and said, "Master is awake, Miss Yang has been waiting for half an hour." ”

"Why don't you wake me up and teach people to wait."

Seeing the master's reprimand, Changsan said aggrievedly: "Miss Yang knows that the master is sleeping, so she won't be alarmed!" ”

Zhang Pu got up and rinsed his face, dressed up, and went out of the cabin to take a look, and saw Yang Yinglian dressed in fluttering clothes under the Weeping Hongqiao, standing under the willow tree, and kept looking at the boat. Zhang Pu stood at the bow of the boat and beckoned, and when Ying Lian saw it, he hurriedly taught the little servant to pick up the food box on the boat, and said: "Yesterday, my mother was not there, and I didn't entertain her. ”

Zhang Pu smiled: "Shouldn't you be testing my authenticity?" ”

The gentleman laughed. The maid was born late, and has always admired the style of Mr. Article, and today I met with fate, so I naturally refused to let it go. I went to the kitchen to adjust a few side dishes, and I asked Haihan for yesterday's rudeness. ”

"That's a big deal. You don't blame me for being a beautiful woman, I appreciate it. ”

The slave became more and more frightened. Sir, please wait at the bow of the boat, and let the maid set up the food and drinks. Yang Yinglian bent down into the cabin, glanced at the small wooden table in the cabin, came out and frowned: "How can you entertain guests with such pickles?" Little Fuzi, go back and get the green bamboo table. ”

Xiao Fuzi pointed to the distance and said, "Girl, someone has brought that table." ”

"Who is so attentive?" Yang Yinglian looked at the shore and saw a small sedan chair coming like a fly, and in the blink of an eye it reached the shore, the sedan curtain was raised, and the woman in the green jacket got down from the sedan chair, holding a bamboo table with a three-foot square body of turquoise in her arms, and gasped: "Sister, have you ever delayed use?" ”

"Sister Xiaoyu, you came just in time."

Xiao Yu took a handkerchief and wiped the fine sweat on her sideburns, and said with a smile: "My sister thinks that Mr. Zhang is such a distinguished guest, how can he use the tattered tables and chairs on the ship, seeing that this green bamboo table is still there, my sister must have left in a hurry, and forgot about it for a while, so she rushed over." Thankfully, nothing went wrong. ”

Changsan muttered, "Thank you, what world!" Thank you to my master for the sleepy bugs. If he hadn't slept for more than an hour, he would have eaten both tables. "Helped move into the cabin. Xiaoyu saw Zhang Pu standing at the bow of the boat, a light blue robe fluttering in the wind, and felt even more free, so she hurriedly stepped forward and respectfully saluted, and the three of them entered the cabin together. Xiaoyu put the brocade mat away, the three of them sat down according to the position of the guest of honor, and Ying Lian took out the delicacies in the red lacquer food box in turn, four cold and six hot, the delicacies were mixed and colorful.

Zhang Pu saw it, most of whom he had never seen before, and asked in surprise: "What kind of banquet is this?" ”

"This is a flower dish prepared by the maid according to the "Meal Recipe"." Ying Lian pointed out one by one: "The four cools are spring flowers, gorse, magnolia flowers, and roses. The six heats are apricot blossoms, peach blossoms, peony flowers, rose flowers, lilies, and jasmine flowers. ”

"Flowers have been used in ancient times, but they have never been seen with their own eyes. Qu Zi's "Lisao" said: Drink the fall of Mulan in the morning, and eat the fall of autumn chrysanthemum in the evening. "Nine Chapters: Ode to Cherishment" also said: Sowing Jiangli and Zi Juxi, I hope that spring will be fragrant. Today, when I saw the girl's flowers, I realized that the ancients were true. If all the flowers in the world can be eaten, what a gorgeous feast! Zhang Pu was amazed.

Xiaoyu said: "For this table of flowers, my sister was busy for most of the night, and I got up early this morning, went to pick a basket full of flowers, and was busy for more than half an hour to select and wash, and I don't have to bother so much with two or three tables of banquets." ”

"I'm tired." Zhang Pu smiled, and Ying Lian thanked him: "The mother is not here, and the daughter is doing her job, which is within her duty, how dare you deserve the word labor." ”

Xiaoyu grinned and said: "After my sister knew that Mr. was Xizhang, she was restless all night, what she admired since she was a child was a gentleman full of poetry and books, how could she think of almost offending Mr. ......"

Zhang Pu saw that Ying Lian's face was becoming more and more embarrassed, and hurriedly interrupted: "It's easy to know each other when you meet by chance, it's normal for people to be wary when you meet in Pingshui, it's always good for your girl to be careful." ”

Seeing that Zhang Pu was kind and friendly, Xiaoyu was unrestrained and lively, clapping his hands and laughing: "Oh! I have an idea, if my husband goes to a strange place again, he can write two big words on his chest, and others will naturally not know it. ”

Zhang Pu laughed, "Didn't everyone who saw me say that I was crazy?" Ying Lian also laughed, reached out and twisted it on Xiao Yu's arm, and said, "You sharp-mouthed girl!" is so open-mouthed, it is a loss that Mr. is very generous, otherwise it will be difficult for my sister to atone for her sins even if she makes a lifetime of flowers for Mr. ”

"Does my sister want to cook for my husband for the rest of her life?" Xiao Yu was so happy that she almost bent down and laughed, "Then, do you want to be paid?" ”

Ying Lian was embarrassed for a while, her face was red with shame, she glared at her fiercely, and asked, "Do you want to die?" Such nonsense! ”

"You said you were going to do it for the rest of your life, why did you ask me instead?" Xiaoyu's mouth was unrelenting, and Ying Lian hurriedly stuffed a muffin into her mouth. Seeing that she was embarrassed, Zhang Pu hurriedly changed the topic and asked, "Who made the "Meal Recipe" you said just now, is it actually an unheard of rare book secret?" ”

"Where is the secret of rare books, but pick up people's teeth and wisdom, from the Song Dynasty Lin Hong's "Mountain Family Qing Offering", I Chao Gao Lian's "Zunsheng Eight Notes, Drinking and Serving Food Notes", Wang Xiangjin's "Qunfang Spectrum" contained in the compilation of flower dishes, slightly changed, it became this book. It's just fun to relieve boredom, and you can't get into the hall of elegance. ”

Zhang Pu thought that these dishes were just her momentary interest, but she didn't want to have a background, he was very knowledgeable in his life, but most of them belonged to the classics and historical texts, and those articles that played with elegance had never been touched, seeing that she was young, and her reading was extremely mixed, she had both a little admiration and a little regret in her heart, and sighed: "Look at such exquisite flowers, colorful, and gorgeous, even if you don't see the shadow girl, it can also be speculated that it must be from the hands of a wonderful person who is blue and wise." Such a rare and elegant feast, feasting on a big meal, inevitably some burning the qin and boiling cranes, I really can't bear to eat it. ”

Ying Lian was still young after all, and he didn't hear the melancholy in his words, but thought that he had a heart of pity and cherishment, and raised his cobs to persuade: "There are four flowers in Jiangnan that bloom often, which are inexhaustible and inexhaustible. It would be a pity if it was allowed to open and fall on its own and turn into spring mud, so it would be better to fill Mr. Fill's belly full of poems and books. Mr. chant a few more words between the flowers, and they will get their place! Mr. saw that this cold dish was called spring, which was made by soaking the spring flowers in hot soup and mixing them with sauce and vinegar; This is called Kanaya Zangjiao, which is to soak gorse in hot soup and mix it with sugar, oil and vinegar; This name is called the spring garden, which is based on magnolia flowers, dotted with peach blossoms and apricot blossoms...... These six hot dishes are peach blossom mandarin fish, moon shrimp, peony white fungus, lily vegetables, and jasmine tofu...... There are also plum porridge, vine flower cakes, acacia flower cakes, ......"

Zhang Pu listened to her flowing water price, such as a number of treasures, like a fairy who sucks wind and drinks dew, elegant and refined, without a trace of earthly fireworks, can't help but praise again and again, secretly thinking that Qinglou is not a good place, this woman is talented and intelligent, plus **, over time, it must be a character who is a momentary figure, otherwise it is a pity to be mistaken by the wind and dust for a long time? Looking at the smile of the shadow like a flower, she felt pity, and without waiting for her to finish, she asked: "Xu Fo's color art was once good at it, and many sons and grandsons threw a lot of silver, but she didn't find the next one and stayed in the homecoming courtyard." What has she taught you over the years? ”

Without waiting for Ying Pian to speak, Xiao Yu hurriedly replied: "Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, my sister doesn't know how to do it, especially the poems she writes, and everyone who sees it is rewarded." Sister, quickly recite a few songs to my husband. ”

Ying Lian took out a few pages from her sleeve, and said to Zhang Pu shyly: "The letter pen graffiti, the broom is self-cherished, it is not enough to enter the eyes of the Fang family, and it can only be used for Mr. ”

Zhang Pu took the poem gently, a line of juanxiu Xiao Kai is charming, take thirteen lines of jade board, and mixed with Yu Shinan, Chu Suiliang's brushwork, iron-fisted silver hook, not like a little woman's doing, the first title is "Yongzhu":

Refuse to bloom and not take advantage of it,

Xiao Xiao's shadow fell on the edge of the inkstone pool.

A branch of leaves is despised by Hugh,

He once lived in the famous mountain and proud seven sages.

Zhang Pu couldn't help but be impressed by her, this woman really has ambition. Look at the second poem, which is also a poem, but it is a plum blossom:

The color is also desolate and the shadow is lonely,

The ink marks are faint and withered.

Who is the confidant of the thousand autumns,

Do you still earn a teacher and fall into a dream?

It seems to have the meaning of worshipping the door wall, and I looked at the back one, but it was an ancient song, and his life experience drifted away by chanting Yang Huadao:

Yang Hua flew away to tears, and Yang Hua flew away to rest.

Poor willow flower, endure to enter the south house.

It is not difficult for Yang Hua to go to the heart, when will the Nanjia knot be returned?

Yang Baihua didn't hate, flew into the boudoir,

But when I hated Yang Hua at the beginning, I didn't hug Yang Hua in the phoenix nest.

But love is affectionate and more knotted, and I wish to have the strength to know the spring breeze.

Yang Hua went to dusk and left.

Sad spring and sad autumn, since ancient times, not to mention a woman who is nearly twenty-eight years old, some lingering sentimentality is inevitable, Zhang Pu didn't think much about it, but he was extremely appreciative of those beautiful words, and said with a smile: "Ying Pian, your poems are talented, and they are really not allowed to shave their eyebrows." I came back this time, to clean up the social affairs, there are a lot of paperwork and trivial matters, the third long reading is not much, can not be counted, really need a clever and clever person, if you are willing to follow me, not afraid of complicated, and when your mother comes back, I will give some money and you will get out of the class, how about going to Taicang with me? ”

"How could I not want to, sir? I can't do big things, but I can't do anything wrong except to serve the pen and ink! There are many heroes and heroes in the Restoration Society, I have long admired ......" At this point, Ying Pian's complexion changed sharply, and he was as white as dead wood in an instant, with tears in his eyes, and shook his head and said: "The servant is afraid that the heart is weak, what a noble person is the gentleman, how can the servant climb high?" The kindness of the gentleman will be unforgettable for a lifetime...... Woo--woo--" she whimpered.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Dare to be invited by the gentleman, do you cry with joy? Otherwise, you can't bear your mother, you can't bear the sisters, in fact, Taicang is not far from Shengze, and it is very convenient to go back and forth......" Xiaoyu saw her crying sadly, and hurriedly persuaded her.

Zhang Pu also said: "If you are reluctant to them, I will not be reluctant." ”

"Sir----" Shadow Ren raised her teary eyes, "I'm not unwilling...... Good sister, you don't know the pain in my sister's heart, my sister is an unclean person, if I go with my husband, I can't say that I will tarnish my husband's reputation, if I don't go with my husband, and I will blow my husband's good intentions, it will also go against my wishes, I am in a dilemma, my sister's life is so bitter! Bowing her head and crying, Xiaoyu listened, wow, hugged her and cried. Zhang Pu didn't know which sentence annoyed the two, and he couldn't figure it out for a while, Rao was the leader of Shilin with thousands of people, but he felt helpless in the face of the two little girls crying bitterly.

Chang San came in when he heard the sound and sneered: "I think I know that my old man doesn't have many officials, so I can't bear to sing every night for a while, and I regret it." If you want to covet money, why do you run around......"

With a "snap", Changsan didn't finish his words, and he had already slapped him in the face. Xiao Yu scolded angrily: "You idiot who only knows how to eat and sleep, what kind of tongue are you chewing in the blue sky and day!" My sister remembered her miserable life experience, and couldn't help crying, saying that she regretted it or not? ”

"What background?" Changsan covered his hot cheeks and said, "Is there anything to say, how can you be so ruthless!" If you knock out your teeth, can you afford to pay for them? Your teeth are so small, put them in my mouth, even if you exchange two for one, I will also suffer. ”

"Are you going to take advantage of me, which one will put a tooth in your mouth?" Xiao Yu was about to fight, Chang San hurriedly jumped out of the cabin, Xiao Yu was reluctant, and the two ran outside the cabin to entangle. Zhang Pu saw that the two of them had gone, and said softly: "Yang Huafei went to tears, and Yang Huafei went to rest." Poor willow flower, endure to enter the south house. The poems are sad and sad, not like moaning without illness, but like there are hidden feelings that are difficult to speak. It seems that you must have had a heartbreaking experience, but I only regarded it as a sad work, and I didn't see the samadhi in it, and I was reckless. ”

"It's not that Mr. is reckless, it's that my life experience is too miserable." Ying Lian sobbed: "I, my real name is Yunjuan, my ancestral home is Jiaxing, my mother died early, my father lost gambling money, sold me to prostitution, and transferred me to Shengze Homecoming, my mother taught me to read poems and fill in the lyrics, practice piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, the days are very leisurely and happy, I don't want to be thirteen years old, I came to the home of a big person, it is Wujiang people, surnamed Zhou Mingdao, Dao Deng, once a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion, he wants to find a personal maid for the old mother, and he fell in love with me at a glance......" She let out a long breath, took out a champa and wiped her eyes, and ate a sip of tea, Gradually calmed down, his tone was still sad, and he burst into tears without saying a few words, "I followed Zhou Dao to Wujiang, he is a son of a family, his family is rich, and he has been a pavilion elder, a large house, and a large collection of books. The old lady loved me very much, and Zhou Daodeng saw that I was clever and often taught me to write lyrics and poems...... I originally thought that this is how I would live my life, and it would be a blessing not to marry. But, who would have thought that the well-dressed beast would take advantage of his mother's nap to trick me into the study...... I cried to the old lady, and he begged the old lady to reward me with me and make him a concubine under the pretext that he was old and childless...... I thought at the time that Zhou Fu was a poet after all, although he was old enough to be a grandfather, after all, he could be relied on, and it was better than leaning on the door to laugh and meet those worldly sons who were angry and freshly dressed, and he accepted his fate. Where did I think that the wives and concubines of the Zhou Mansion were in groups, and they were jealous and noisy every day, and they all wanted to have a son, and they naturally didn't have to worry about it in the second half of their lives. When they saw that Zhou Daodeng changed my name to Ying Lian, they put their minds on me, and chanted poems in my room all day long, where can they tolerate it! But they drunk me and threw me into the wood-house, and accused me of fornicating with a slave...... The old thief was on fire for a while, and he didn't care about it, and he gave me a cruel leather whip, so that there was not a trace of embarrassment on my body. If it weren't for the fact that the old lady couldn't stand it and persuaded him to stop, alas! I'm afraid I've become a lonely ghost...... I had no choice but to return to my home. Fortunately, my mother didn't dislike it and took me in...... I threw myself into my mother's arms that day, and tears were pouring down my face, much more than I did today. Shadow smiled bitterly with tears in her eyes.

"Zhou Daodeng, I've heard a little. This person's name is Nianxi, which is Wujiang's surname. He selected the cabinet ministers because of the current emperor's golden Ou Bu, and was summoned to the cabinet with the book of the Ministry of Rites, pedantic and talentless, and returned to his hometown in the first month of the second year of Chongzhen, and wrote books for his own pleasure. This person is filial and has no great evil. It's just bitter for you. Zhang Pu couldn't help but think of Qin Xiang Li Si's sigh: "The sage of people is like a mouse, and they are in their own ears!" "The situation of the rats in the granary and the rats in the latrine can be said to be very different, the former is fat and has no worries about food and clothing, and the latter is hungry and frightened, and the shadow is pitiful at such a young age, such as in the rich and noble people's house is the time when the coquettish cheering slave drinks the maid, but now it is like a poplar flower drifting, wandering without roots. Zhang Pu's heart was sour, knowing that it was inconvenient to help, if she was brought to Taicang, needless to say, it would be ridiculous and offensive to people, even if the people in the Restoration Society knew her origin, it may not be compatible, and now that the Restoration Society has just seen a big improvement, she shouldn't have made a mistake for her, thinking of this, she was no longer reluctant, and asked a little abruptly: "What are your plans in the future?" ”

Ying said with pity: "The resentment in my heart is depressed, I am humble and lonely, and I can't go to the Zhou Mansion to seek justice, I wanted to make a name for the concubine of the Prime Minister's Palace, buy a painting boat to wander in the south of the Yangtze River, and also shame the face of the old thief." It's just that doing so is inevitably a bit vicious, and it's hard to make a decision. ”

"Your experience is different, self-proclaimed, but it is also true, and others can't help it. When we met for the first time, although I was pitiful, I was powerless. You take flowers as the appearance, birds as the sound, the moon as the god, the willow as the state, the jade as the bone, the ice and snow as the skin, the autumn water as the posture, and the poetry as the heart. There are a lot of talented people in our society, calling friends to accompany you, lingering in the mountains and rivers, setting up a wine party, poetry and writing, if you intend to fulfill the appointment to go to the banquet, pay and sing in harmony, you will be able to make your reputation far and wide, and it is not difficult to choose a satisfactory son-in-law. ”

Ying Lian listened to it with great admiration, and said gratefully: "To be able to travel with the heroes of the Restoration Society, even if you die, this life is not in vain." ”

Zhang Pu looked at Ying Lian's red and swollen eyes, and muttered softly: "This farewell, I don't know when we will meet again." I am ready to prepare for the reunion of the resumption of the Society, and I will send you a letter when the time comes. ”

"Such a grand event, the north and south of the river must have traveled in the past, and I can see many celebrities of the Restoration Society at once, and I can't ask for it, so there is no reason not to go!" Ying Lian glanced at Zhang Pu, looking at the smoke and water in the distance through the bow of the boat, and the canal waterway winding southward, unable to see the end, and a sense of steep separation. The spring grass is green, the spring water is rippling, send Jun Nanpu, how is the injury? He asked in a low voice, "Sir, don't you wait for your mother to come back and see each other?" ”

"Don't wait. There are a lot of people and rhymes in the grand event of Mei Gong, poems and texts are sung, and the mountains and rivers linger, if you want to have fun, you are afraid that it will not be possible without ten days and a half months. Besides, I am also visiting by the way, and everything is according to fate, and I can't force it. I met you today, enough to have fun, why should I see her? ”

"Mr. He will come back in the future, but I can send a letter to the third chief, and I can also fix a decent banquet reception, I won't be in such a hurry, I'm really embarrassed."

"Such a flowery, elegant and abnormal, it is the only time I have seen it in my life, I don't know how to thank it!"

"If you like it, sir, next time I come, I will make a chrysanthemum banquet suitable for high-ranking people, accompanied by potpourri dew. It's a pity that Mr. came in the wrong season, not until the autumn is cool, you can't find chrysanthemums, and you can't brew potpourri dew. At the beginning of the autumn dew, the mountains and forests are sparse, the moon is white and the wind is clear, and the wind ......is clear," Ying Lian woke up from her longing and said: "Look at me talking like this, saying so many things that should not be said before the feast, I swept Mr. Yaxing." Mr. tasted it slowly, and I played a tune for Mr. Yoo's wine. After that, he took a tube of purple bamboo flute, held his breath quietly, and blew out an ancient song carefully. The sound of the flute is sometimes quiet and mellow, sometimes lingering and melancholy, drifting with the wind, endlessly. Zhang Pu stared at the ten fingers like spring bamboo shoots flying up and down like petals, and heard that it was Li Houzhu's "Seeing Joy", his face showed a mixture of sadness and joy, and whispered with the flute: "Lin Hua thanked Chunhong, too hurried." Helplessly, the cold rain and the wind came at night. Rouge tears, leaving people drunk, when is it heavy? Since people grow and hate water, they grow up. The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and Ying Lian's face was already full of tears.