Chapter Ninety-One: Listen to the Music

The clear sunlight of spring falls from the gap in the shade of the trees, paving a pool of rippling, and the guests who are familiar with each other in the side hall get together to chat, and the topics they chat about go down to national affairs to wives and concubines at home, and they are harmonious and lively.

At this time, there was a soft sound of music on the water, and the wisps of spring light were beautiful.

Everyone chatting in the side hall stopped listening attentively, only to hear someone sing tactfully, "Dreaming back to Yingxiao, the chaotic years are all over, and people are standing in a small courtyard and a deep courtyard..."

A small boat slowly rowed in the depths of the rockery pool, and on the boat stood a girl in a pink embroidered shirt with a stand-up collar, she rolled her sleeves and babbled and sang, and the hair ornament on her head shone in the sun, like the rippling water.

It attracted everyone's attention for a while.

"Xiaolai looks at the broken plum pass, and the makeup is remnant." Lu Xun couldn't help but sing along, and his whole body was immersed in this song.

After this fold was sung, the boat rowed out of everyone's sight along the water.

"It's a good song." Lu Xun was in a trance for a long time before he recovered from the song, and there were not a few people who felt the same way as him.

This song has also been heard in Jiang Banxia, which is the most fashionable Kunqu opera garden dream, reflecting today's flower viewing banquet is the most appropriate.

"Yin Ge boss is a big deal." The people next to him praised: "This singing, this gesture, it should be the opera troupe from Suzhou." ”

"The troupe of Suzhou, it's hard to come to Kyoto."

For a while, everyone in the side hall turned the topic to this song one after another, but Jiang Banxia's sight was blocked by Xie Fei, who suddenly appeared.

"Yo, little cousin, why are you here too." Xie Fei looked left and right, and said with some surprise: "Do you also want to come to see each other?" ”

"What do you see?" Lu Xun's face was full of confusion.

"Looking for a daughter-in-law." Xie Fei took out a palm-sized note from his sleeve, and he flicked his hand proudly: "This is my cheats." ”

The note in Xie Fei's hand was densely filled with names and official positions, and there were even thin annotations next to it!

"How do you feel like you're here to arrest someone?" Lu Xun was confused by Xie Fei's posture of facing the enemy.

"Nonsense, catch someone on a big day." Xie Fei stuffed the note back again, he took the tea served by the servant on the side and ate it: "My father said that I must marry a wife this year, so I will see if there is a girl who can catch my eye today." ”

"If there is, it's decided." Xie Fei's tone was very casual.

"What a coincidence!" Lu Xun smiled and said: "Sister Man'er has been looking for someone recently, if you are my good brother, you will marry her, and I will be your brother-in-law in the future." ”

"Go, go, go." Xie Fei shook his fan and said, "I don't dare to marry your family, I still want to live for two more years." ”

Jiang Banxia said with interest: "What kind of little county king is you looking for?" ”

"Simple." Xie Fei shook his head and said: "Young, beautiful, and not noble-born, these are the three points." ”

"Don't be noble?" Jiang Banxia was puzzled: "Why? ”

"Hey, our family has become the king of the county." Xie Fei lowered his voice: "If you combine with a powerful person, you will inevitably be suspicious." ”

The idea of the Xie Jun Wang family is very simple, that is, to avoid and minimize the sense of existence in the government and the opposition, so that they can break free from the whirlpool of politics and politics.

"This is the rule of our family, otherwise how can it survive until now." Xie Fei said disapprerovingly: "My mother still sells tofu on the street, and I don't have any requirements for marrying a wife, I can be from any background, as long as she is a good girl." ”

"Then you're in the wrong place today." Lu Xun pointed to the decoration of the carved beams and paintings in the side hall and said: "The people who come to enjoy the flowers today are either rich or expensive, and there are also those like us who are not close to each other. ”

"You kid, you want to demolish me." Xie Fei sighed.

The two of them immediately quarreled, and no one would let anyone in their mouths, and when they were having fun, Xie Fei suddenly bumped Jiang Banxia's shoulder.

"Look! Over there. He stared at the corridor.

Jiang Banxia followed Xie Fei's line of sight, and a young man in green clothes walked across the corridor, looking quite familiar.

Xie Fei's eyes were full of ridicule, and he got up and walked towards the young man in Tsing Yi: "Yang Juren, we meet again." ”

Yang Juren? Jiang Banxia finally remembered where he had seen this person, and Yang Juren was not the one who was stopped and humiliated by the eunuchs in the Yingke Building that day.

"You can't call Yang Juren now." The person next to him smiled: "You want to call Yang Zhuangyuan." ”

"Yang Zhuangyuan?" Xie Fei thought about it for a long time, and finally remembered that the first champion in this year's palace examination seemed to be surnamed Yang, and he didn't care too much about what it was called.

Jiang Banxia's gaze stayed on that person, if there was no mistake, this new champion should be called Yang Yiqing.

Putting people and things on the table, she couldn't help but look at Yang Yiqing again.

"King Xie Xiaojun, Jiang Xiaoqi." Yang Yiqing returned the salute one by one, and the last time the guest house was grew, thanks to the siege of these two people.

"Congratulations." Xie Feiman congratulated: "Congratulations to Brother Yang for the title of the gold list." ”

Yang Yiqing was quite polite: "Rejoice and rejoice." ”

Several people sat down in the side hall again.

It stands to reason that Yang Yiqing should be full of joy when he won the champion, but his low mood was depressed between his eyebrows, and he was not happy at all, but full of anxiety.

...

On the opposite side of the rockery is the resting place of the female guests, and the door is also removed like the side hall, but in order to facilitate the female dependents, a veil is added.

The veil swings with the wind, which has a special taste.

Lu Man and her close friends gathered together, covered her mouth and whispered, when she looked up, she saw a woman in a moon-white shirt standing alone by the pool, just from the back she felt very graceful and seductive.

"See what?" Lu Man's little sister stretched out her hand and shook it in front of her eyes: "So distracted? ”

"Why is that sister over there alone?" Lu Man said casually.

A few noble ladies glanced at it and immediately said with disdain: "Who else could it be, that is the famous Zhou Fuxin." ”

Afraid that Lu Man wouldn't understand, they added: "It's the one who married the eunuch." ”

Zhou Fuxin's name was jealous among the nobles of Kyoto for the first ten years, but later her name was more like something dirty, and she had to take a bite when she mentioned it.

"If I were her, I would hang myself with a rope." One of the noble girls rolled her eyes and said, "Live to discredit the family." ”

"That's right, how can she have a face to live."

“......”

Zhou Fuxin's position was not far from these noble women, not to mention that they did not deliberately hide their words, and she listened to all these heart-wrenching words.

However, how could she ever care, Zhou Fuxin laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Sister, try this." Zhou Fuxue came running with a cup of tea with a lot of honey: "I asked people to put a lot of honey on purpose, it must taste very sweet." ”

Zhou Fuxin took the tea, and she touched her little sister's fleshy face: "Thank you Fuxue." ”

"Sister, what's polite." Zhou Fuxue smiled: "I heard what those bad women said just now. ”

"If they want to say it, let them say it, and we can't drop two pieces of meat if they say two words." Zhou Fuxin hugged her little sister's shoulder: "There's no need to argue. ”

Zhou Fuxue hugged Zhou Fuxin's waist tightly, and she raised her face with an innocent smile: "But, they really deserve to die." ”