Chapter 102: The Golden Post
Although Huayue Building is a place of wind and moon, it can be really elegant, as soon as you enter the door, there is a big white jade shadow wall, there is no clichΓ© painting of flowers and plants such as peony and peony, but a large bright moon out of the sea.
"The moon rises in the sea, and the end of the world is at this time", Xiao Yu looked at the bright moon picture, and couldn't help but chant two poems that he had learned in middle school textbooks in his previous life.
"Good sentence! Good sentence! A person came out from behind the shadow wall, stroking his palms and praising him.
"This little boy, I don't know if this verse is complete?" , Xiao Yu glanced at Murong Hua, and the other party was looking at her with surprise.
It's broken, it won't be exposed. Xiaoyu pretended to arch his hand and said: "This brother, I'm sorry, just now the kid saw the far-reaching artistic conception of this painting, and he forgot his feelings for a while, so he only has these two sentences!" β
The man said with regret: "Alas, if the little boy makes a whole poem, don't forget to tell me, good sentences, good sentences!" After speaking, he took out a golden invitation and handed it to Xiaoyu.
"...... this?" , Xiao Yu turned his face to look at Murong Hua, and Murong Hua bowed slightly to signal her to accept it.
The two walked through the shadow wall with the invitation, and Murong Hua chuckled without waiting for Xiaoyu to ask: "Thanks to you today, we can climb the Peony Tower!" Xiao Yu looked at Murong Hua puzzled, with a pair of clear black eyes as if he could speak.
Murong Hua continued: "That person just called himself a poet, and the bright moon picture on the shadow wall was painted by him. But after the painting was completed, the poem was never inscribed, and it is said that he did not expect a poem that could match this picture. Therefore, Huayuelou has set up a rule, all people who come to Huayuelou must compose poems on the spot according to the bright moon map, if the poet is approved, this person will send the corresponding level of invitation according to the quality of the poem. Today you get this gold sticker, you can climb the peony building, this peony building is where the oiran ladies of the flower moon building are located, I am ashamed, I have never been on the peony building! After speaking, Murong Huajun's face was slightly red.
Xiao Yu smiled: "You are not from the Central Plains, and it is normal that you can't compose poems, but I just chant casually, I don't want to win that person's eyes!" β
Murong Hua shook his head and said: "You don't look at the golden post, as far as I know, since the establishment of this rule, there are no more than five people who have won the golden post!" β
Xiao Yu asked narrowly: "Then you are honest, what kind of post do you get on weekdays?" β
Murong Hua glanced down at her and said, "I usually came with my classmates from Guozijian, but it is also a silver post!" Do you think I really come here a lot? β
He shook his head as he said and said, "If it wasn't for the invitation of my classmates, I wouldn't normally come." Xiaoyu pouted secretly, she didn't believe it!
"Well, what if you can't write a verse or don't get the man's approval?" , the curious baby continued.
"Then I can only sit in the hall, and the girl is just the most ordinary fan!"
Xiao Yu grinned and said, "Then I really want to see this peony building today!" Murong Hua glanced at her and shook his head helplessly.
When the two came to the hall, a middle-aged woman dressed in a big red saro, a hairpin and a jade-colored hibiscus, and a saw that the two were holding gold stickers, and their faces immediately smiled, and they stepped forward and said: "The two sons are really talented, and I haven't received a gold sticker for a long time in Huayuelou." However, although the two sons hold gold stickers, they have to give two taels of tea money when they go to my peony building! β
Murong Hua smiled slightly, reached out and touched a piece of silver and threw it to the woman: "The rest is a reward!" The middle-aged woman secretly weighed the ingot of silver for more than five taels, and suddenly a smile bloomed on her face, and she flattered her diligently.
Xiao Yu saw that the woman and Murong Hua were indeed unfamiliar, and she secretly rejoiced in her heart.
The woman twisted her waist to lead the way in front, swaying in a variety of styles, and the dark fragrance floating between the skirts and plackets was extraordinarily attractive. Xiao Yu curiously followed Murong Hua's side, looking around.
Huayue Building is very elegant, the tables and chairs inside are not interesting, not like the green building, but like the inner house of the big family. Xu is still early, there are no guests, the slaves encountered along the way are uniformly dressed and well-trained, and they are not noisy when they see the two of them coming to salute with their hands crossed.
The hall leads to a long corridor, and after passing through a long corridor, turning into an archway, you enter the garden. The garden is lush with plants and trees, and the flowers are splendid, as if spring came to this flower moon building in advance.
The little fish couldn't help but climb a branch of peach blossoms in his hand to take a closer look, only to find that the flowers and emerald green leaves in full bloom in this garden were actually cut with various colors of brocade, made into the shape of flowers and leaves tied to the branches, the craftsmanship is fine, vivid. Xiao Yu couldn't help but marvel at the luxury and ingenuity of this Huayue Building.
When the woman saw Xiaoyu stop and take a closer look, she covered her mouth and smiled: "The little boy thinks it's the first time to come to our Huayue Building, Huayue Building, Huayue Building, the bright moon rises in front of the building, and the flowers in the building are undefeated, which is named after it." Xiao Yu was stunned, pursed his lips and smiled, and did not answer.
Along the twists and turns of the stream in the garden not long ago, a towering high-rise rises from the ground, the upstairs hangs "peony building" three big characters, the front of the building is really planted with peonies, the peony flowers cut into brocade abound, the end is full of flowers, it is good-looking!
Xiao Yu looked up at this building and couldn't help but be surprised: "This building is really tall enough!" β
The woman said with honor: "This is specially made by our host, but it is the first one in the capital!" βγ Although he knew that the proprietor behind this Huayue Building was Yue Gongzi, Xiao Yu never thought that this Huayue Building would have such a scale.
The woman stopped downstairs, and then gently pulled a string of golden bells hanging in front of the building, and as the bell rang softly, a round-faced girl poked her head out from the second floor and looked at the three people: "Hua Niang, how can anyone get the gold sticker today?" β
Hua Niang beckoned: "Xiao Tao, don't let you girls prepare, these two sons are here with gold posts today!" The little peach glanced at the two of them a few times, and then turned his head and went into the second floor.
After a while, Xiao Tao had already gone downstairs and said, "The red apricot girl invited the two sons to taste tea upstairs!" β
Hua Niang smiled and leaned in front of Xiaoyu and Murong Hua and said, "Two sons, the concubine will leave first, you guys have fun!" After speaking, a pair of charming eyes squinted at Murong Hua, with a unique mature charm.
Murong Hua touched the half-hung money from his sleeve and threw it to Hua Niang and said, "Mother Lao has led the way for my two brothers, and with this money, my mother will go buy some wine to drink!" β
When Hua Niang saw Murong Hua coming to the road, she was even more smiling, and before leaving, she gently leaned into Murong Hua's ear and said a few words, while saying that her eyes still looked at Xiaoyu from time to time.
After Hua Niang left, Xiao Yu curiously approached Murong Hua's side and whispered, "What did that woman tell you in the end just now, looking mysterious?" β
Murong Hua glanced at Xiao Yu and said in a low voice: "She can see that you are a woman!" Xiaoyu blushed when she brushed the ground, and Murong Hua was secretly amused when she saw her looking weak-hearted.
When the woman left, she also said: "Good son, what does this little girl mean by having no breasts and no ass, come to my sister when I have time another day, and my sister will introduce you to a few good ones!" But Murong Hua didn't dare to tell Xiao Yu the truth, with this little girl's temperament, he was afraid that he would not have good fruit to eat when he was angry.
While the two were talking, they had followed Xiao Tao to the second floor, and in the middle of the second floor was an open room, which was no different from everyone's beautiful study.
A woman with a charming face was sitting in front of the piano case, her long hair was draped, and she wore a white hosta diagonally in a fallen horse bun, wearing a gold-sprinkled silk gown of Concubine Yang, and a tulle on the ground, which was completely different from the glamorous and charming state at the Lan Kwai Fong celebration that day, and was quite pitiful.
When Hong Xing saw the two of them coming in, she stood up, her posture was graceful and elegant, and her layers of gauze clothes lined her body with a slender and slender posture.
"Hongxing has seen the two sons, but I don't know what to call the two sons?" Hong Xingfu asked.
Murong Hua arched his hand and said: "Red apricot girl, my surname is Hua, this is my brother, my brothers first arrived in the capital, and they heard that the girl in Huayue Building is like a flower and the moon, so they came to open their eyes!" β
Seeing that Murong Hua was talking interestingly, Hong Xing couldn't help but laugh and said: "Hua Gongzi said that he was joking, Guan Gongzi was dressed and talked, he must be a person who has read poetry and books and seen extraordinary knowledge, how can Huayuelou say that it is eye-opening, I am afraid that the little girl will be ugly in front of Gongzi today!" She smiled and said softly, which was very comfortable to listen to.
Hongxing let the two of them sit in front of the table of the eight immortals in the center of the open xuan, and then boiled water to cook tea, and after the two tasted a cup of tea, Fang said: "Today, I heard that the two sons got the gold sticker, and asked the sons to say the poems made in front of the building to let the little woman feast her ears. β
Xiao Yu said with a smile: "The red apricot girl has won the award, my son is just a whim, and he chanted a few sentences casually, but I didn't expect that person to give the gold post!" β
Hongxing heard that Xiaoyu won the golden post, and her eyes were even more brilliant, she looked at Xiaoyu again and again, and sighed: "If it is really a hero out of a young man, the little boy can win the golden post at a young age, and the future will be limitless!" Immediately, Hong Xing called Xing'er to take the four treasures of the study and asked Xiao Yu to write the sentence he chanted at that time.
Xiao Yu took the pen and groaned slightly, deliberately writing the words harder, and then transcribed the poems on the paper.
"The moon rises in the sea, and the end of the world is at this time", Hongxing read softly on the side, "The little boy is really a good sentence, I don't know if there are other sentences?" Sure enough, Hongxing also asked.
Xiao Yu shook his head and said: "These two sentences were also inspired by the bright moon picture at the gate just now, and there are no other verses!" β
Hongxing said regretfully: "That little boy must make up the following verses when he is empty, Hongxing is very much looking forward to seeing the little boy's masterpiece!" Xiaoyu secretly scolded himself: What else to make up, I remember these two sentences, how can I make up?
The two chatted with Hongxing over tea, Xiaoyu was not proficient in poetry and writing, but fortunately, Murong Huatong was ancient and modern, and he chatted with Hongxing quite speculatively.
Chatting excitedly, Hongxing also improvised while playing the pipa while singing these two poems of Xiaoyu, the jade fingers were lightly plucked, the singing voice was lightly opened, and the warbler was chirping, and the Xiaoyu was fascinated by listening to it.
This Oiran is an Oiran, it is really different, it is like a spring breeze in dealing with people, and it is elegant and insightful, and it is definitely an out-and-out big star in his previous life!