Chapter 51: Count me in
Said that this red peony is also an outlier, the length of the enchanting colorful, J is most popular to wear a bride-like red clothes, if a blooming flower, not sold to the Qinglou when and a scholar befriended, the scholar became famous after she abandoned, and then fell into the dust, so I like to be vassal, elegant, and do poetry right.
I heard that there is a female gentleman in the county who pretends to be high, meets friends with poems, and opens a teahouse, and the red peony heart is alive, and he has personally visited Xie Zhichun as a female gentleman, but the result can be imagined, and he was scolded by Xie Zhichun's maid for insulting words such as a dusty woman and shamelessness, and became a laughing stock for the good family girl and the dusty girl in Chaoyang County after tea and dinner.
Red Peony can't do anything with Xie Zhichun, but she also has a way to fight back, that is, since then, following Xie Zhichun's dress, her hair and jewelry are almost the same.
Xie Zhichun met friends with poems in Yajuyuan, meeting proud and natural literati and writers, and writing beautiful and pure comfort poems; Red Peony met guests with poems in Yixiang Building, meeting pretentious prostitutes and benefactors, and writing flirtatious poems about crispy, fragrant, and bone.
After Xie Zhichun heard this, he almost hanged himself, everyone knows that this red peony is a mortal enmity with Xie Zhichun, but the red peony did not scare off the benefactor, but it was like an aphid that smelled the smell of honey and followed the bee's buttocks, and the red peony saw the guests according to their personal likes and dislikes and the good and bad of the poems.
Mingyue suddenly became interested in this Xie Zhichun and Red Peony, with Red Peony being the most, it was outrageously despicable and cute.
Zhou Zhengren's words mean to buy out all the copyrights of Mingyue? Mingyue admired Zhou Zhengren's business acumen, cut off his own sales, and the source was all in his hands, but he forgot one thing, everything was in his head, whether to say it or not, to say more and say less, but to rely on his own likes and dislikes?
Mingyue nodded, her eyes shining with stars, and urged Zhou Zhengren to say: "Good cousin, just ask for a little bit, be fast!" The sooner the better!! ”
Zhou Zhengren finally snatched his purse, stretched out his hands, and asked Mingyue for nineteen copper plates, Mingyue shrugged her shoulders, and put the copper plate in her arms without blushing and heartbeat, and waved her hand arrogantly: "I gave your coachman twenty wen to look for you, you want to come back, and the extra one should be rewarded to you." ”
Zhou Zhengren's nose was crooked, where is this attitude of begging for people, it is clearly a scoundrel's behavior, I want to help Mingyue pull the strings, and I itch to know what poem Luo Gongzi used to pursue red peony, and how much silver did it sell? You can't run errands for nothing, right?
The two of them led the little black donkey, and hurried to Yixiangyuan, at this time it was a big day, and there were few benefactors in the green building, and the two and a donkey had just stopped at the door of the small building, and the turtle man straightened his neck to watch the excitement, and the prostitutes who did not sleep and rest pushed the window to watch, and they were all very surprised.
Zhou Zhengren saw that Mingyue's face was as usual, and he didn't show any embarrassment, and wanted to lead the little donkey into the golden hall with a swagger, and pulled the rope of the little donkey with a red face and said: "Mingyue, why are you leading the donkey in, can't we throw it outside?" Everybody's thinking of us as mandrill monsters. ”
Mingyue glared disapprerovingly and said, "If you have to throw it at the same end, I'd rather throw you down." ”
Zhou Zhengren's face turned green when he landed, and he said unrelentingly: "What end?" I don't care about the 'head', I'm talking about the 'individual', a tall, pure and pure person. ”
Mingyue was amused by Zhou Zhengren's serious attitude, it was really not good to bring the donkey directly in, and handed the donkey rope in his hand to an eleven or twelve-year-old little turtle beside him: "Go, good grass and good material will entertain this 'head' donkey; ”
The little turtle boy bowed his head and took the cute little donkey rope, playing with his heart, a happy smile, and he also liked the little donkey happily tied to the horse stone at the door on the left side of the Qinglou.
The little turtle public security paused the little donkey, turned around and led the two to a dark table on the left side of the lobby, pointed to a drunken man and said: "Luo Gongzi came to wait for the red peony girl early in the morning, and the red peony threw out his poems and refused to see each other, Luo Gongzi was a little angry and ate more wine." ”
Zhou Zhengren sat down at the table with a golden knife, asked people to clean up the leftovers, put them on the table again, and prepared to wait for Luo Gongzi to wake up while eating.
Mingyue didn't have time to wait, so she walked directly to Luo Gongzi's side and shouted into Luo Gongzi's ear: "The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, and the red peony girl is here!" ”
Luo Gongzi's ears jumped up all of a sudden, he wiped the saliva dripping with his sleeve, saw Zhou Zhengren and Mingyue with a blurred eyes, and said with an unhappy face: "Brother Zhou, where is the red peony girl, how is she so unreasonable." ”
Zhou Zhengren glared at Mingyue fiercely, smiled and lowered his voice: "Brother Luo, I thought twice about what you asked me for advice that day, and decided to help you, a friend, stick a knife in two elbows, but the younger brother has often come to Mr. Xie for tea recently, and he is overstretched, and he doesn't dare to tell his father the truth......
Luo Gongzi generously untied the purse on his waist, slapped it on the table and said: "Brother Zhou is good to say, as long as you can get the favor of Red Peony, everything is easy to talk about." ”
Mingyue saw that the two of them had obviously arrived at the Qinglou, and they were still playing with their mouths to kill time, and said straight to the point: "My son-in-law is embarrassed to say, I will come to you and you, and I will let you make an appointment with the red peony girl every day before the moon, and the clouds and rain in Wushan will be good." ”
Zhou Zhengren's face turned blue, is there such a straightforward woman? Fortunately, he was wearing a man's ragged clothes, and his face was yellow, otherwise he would be even more embarrassed.
Mingyue was afraid that Luo Gongzi would regret it, so she quickly put the silver in her arms, and said to Zhou Zhengren: "Childe, you are embarrassed to say these love poems, I have written them down, to help you convey to Luo Gongzi, you go to the thatched house quickly, refreshing, clear the stomach and intestines are healthier." ”
Zhou Zhengren's face turned green again, is this crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, unloading the mill and killing the donkey? No, it's better to treat the donkey than to him, is it to unload the mill to kill him, let the donkey go, and sell it to him just as promised, and the words he collected from it were thrown aside so quickly? Zhou Zhengren had an idea in his heart, and thought to himself, if he doesn't get benefits from Mingyue, he will be sure to take care of Luo Gongzi here, depending on the degree of Luo Gongzi's generosity, his Xie Yin can't be too shabby, enough for him to go to Yajuyuan to taste tea and see the real Xie Zhichun.
Zhou Zhengren's face was unhappy, he glared at Yin Mingyue, and his body had obediently walked towards the thatched house, to 'get out' of the 'Gong' he didn't have at all, and to clear his stomach.
Mingyue sat down calmly, grabbed a chicken leg left on the plate, unceremoniously held it in her arms, and asked Luo Gongzi: "Luo Gongzi, has the red peony girl ever had a skin-to-skin relationship with you?" ”
Luo Gongzi nodded weakly, last time he bought a love poem from a poor scholar, although not outstanding, but barely passed the first level, and a few scholars at the same time watched the red peony wave cursive, in the tasting process, the red peony's long hair was blown by the wind outside the window, the wisps swept through Luo Gongzi's nose, the fragrance was lingering, teasing the heart, the taste, so that he is still unforgettable, every midnight dream, haunting the dream.
Listening to Luo Gongzi's blushing face, Mingyue rolled her eyes speechlessly, and if she was swept by her hair, she was considered a skin-to-skin kiss, wouldn't she become a "human-do-but-husband"? It's a joke.
Mingyue disagreed, and said with a smile on her face: "Master Luo, I will make your silver worthwhile, not only to chant poetry to help fun, but also to add boudoir-room interest, so that you can taste the ten fragrances of the red peony girl in ten days, and you have to taste what you want." These ten incense are ten poems, one poem and one incense, and finally end with the word 'incense', ten incense that is, tongue, mouth, hands, feet, etc., step by step, interesting, and contrasting with each other. ”
Mingyue is obviously the essence of the five thousand years of culture that has been stolen, in line with the doctrine of taking, Xiao Guanyin's famous "Ten Fragrance Words" is used very thoroughly, this poem "step by step-----", first comfort, then flirtation, and finally it can be said to be lust - love.
Mingyue asked Gui Gong to take the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, she litigated, Luo Gongzi wrote, and heard Mingyue say, "The green silk is seven feet long, and it is the same as the home decoration." When he didn't know how to sleep on the pillow, he felt the fragrance of green clouds" (incense), Luo Gongzi was fascinated, and obviously thought of the fragrance of red peony;
Hearing Mingyue say, "The red silk is strong, and the white jade light is light." When I tried to open my chest and probe, Yubi trembled and fragrant" (uh, what kind of incense, dear officials understand it themselves), the long-experienced Luo Gongzi's face was as red as a red apple, his right hand trembled like an electric shock, and the words in his book were thick and thin, completely out of order, like a young man who did not know anything about love;
When the last incense (oh, what kind of incense, dear ones can only understand but not speak), Luo Gongzi, who has always seen the world, blushed like a little lady who had just been sent into the cave room and covered with a red hijab, and he was at a loss, and the best wolf pen fell on the table, and his eyes were flustered.
Where is Mingyue willing to stay, just take the silver and run away, where to care about Zhou Zhengren who is squatting in the thatched house and Luo Gongzi, who is enthusiastic, led the little donkey to the mouth of the alley, opened Luo Gongzi's purse, counted happily, counted and found that there were only fifteen taels of silver, plus copper plates, but fifteen twenty-nine dollars, there is still a difference of five taels of silver!! ”
Thinking of Huan Huan that girl's timid eyes and shrunken body, Mingyue felt that her heart was like a big bluestone, and she couldn't go smoothly for a long time.
One person and one donkey, walked to the Xu family with apprehension, and saw from a distance that it was still crowded, so it was not lively.
When he got closer, he was a little timid, and he was hesitating to walk, a familiar tall figure, was holding a purse to take silver, to buy an ordinary wooden hairpin, the wooden hairpin was only three cents, he took out five taels of silver, the old woman who sold the hairpin was embarrassed, the man loved the wooden hairpin very much, and threw the five taels of silver to the stall, thinking that if he couldn't find the silver, forget it.
The silver ingot's face was dark, no longer bright, but it was like the black and shiny eyes of the happy little girl, which made Mingyue's eyes hurt and her heart hurt even more.
The ghost envoy walked over like a god, took out three pennies and handed it to the old woman, and said, "Mother-in-law, I bought this hairpin." ”