What is "combing"?

If a Hongchen guest is fond of a little lady with braids, he spends a lot of money to hold a grand ceremony, and then stuffs some silver tickets into the collar of the bustard, and the first time the woman in the party picks up the guest and stays with her, it will be returned to the king, and this process is also called combing.

Qing Qi does not sell his art, most of them can recite poems and write right, and there are very few people who are proficient in calligraphy and painting, and talent is just an ornament, once it arouses the interest of the gold owner, it has no meaning.

Red Qi is more open-minded, selling art and body, not only has a beautiful appearance, but also proficient in chess, piano, calligraphy and painting, and can also meet the interests of guests, such as the "beauty tongue roll gun" unique skills, but also hand-to-hand.

Chen Yuzhi started Mr. Qinglou, his mouth gushed endlessly, and he told Xiao Zamao all the obscurity of these fireworks lands, thinking about when he was in Yangming Academy, Xiang Taifu was also like a river, hoping that every student in the next three halls could learn something, and now in general, Mr. Qingshan also hopes that Xiao Zamao can apply what he has learned, and come and go in the Qinglou like a leisurely court, don't let people look down.

Xiao Zamao sat aside, always a little unable to let go, he remembered what Qing Yi said, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that there was a Qing Qi, and said: "Then I will find a Qing Qi, not only appreciate the grace, but also not rude, so very good!"

"What a fart, Qingqi naturally wants to play the piano to help the fun, but Hongqi is also indispensable, you kid don't want to run!

Xiao Zamao was helpless, and some regretted saying that he wanted to visit the kiln that day, but he was at ease when he came, so he simply drank most of the pot of rice wine that Gui Gong had just served. Seeing this, Tsing Yi nodded and said with a smile: "That's right." ”

There was some movement outside the building, Chen Yuzhi opened the corner of the carved window and looked out...... I saw that the old bustard had a stack of silver tickets stuffed into his neckline, and the placket that was like tulle was overwhelmed, it was half hidden and half revealed, and now a snowfield has been exposed, and what kind of character is the old bustard, who has been in the Fengyue place for many years, what big scene has not been experienced, as long as it can make money, what about the spring?

She asked: "This uncle, it is not a problem for you to buy a small building with so many silver tickets, but there are still some guests in it, and I am afraid it will take some effort to clear the venue......

The man in brocade clothes looked like Chen Yuzhi was the same age, and his facial features were quite well-proportioned, although he couldn't talk about Yushu Linfeng, but it wouldn't make people annoyed. A jade belt around his waist is full of luxury, and the jade and green jade rings on it are embellished, one ring after another, Rao is Chen Yuzhi secretly admired, and sighed: "The landlord is old wealth!"

The man stared at the bustard and waved his hand, and said with a smile: "You will be mistaken, a guest in the building today, all the expenses are counted in my account, what does it mean to charter a venue alone, there are more people to be lively, isn't it?"

Tsing Yi steals music through the carved window, that guy has some accents, obviously not from Yangzhou, but his style is heroic and not domineering, which is a bit interesting. He was still distressed about the cost of this trip, but now it is different from the past, and it is always good to walk the rivers and lakes, but when he comes to the wrong, this is not a wasteful thing, and it is a fool to miss it.

Chen Yuzhi turned his head and sat down, and smiled at Xiao Zamao: "It's cheap for you, enjoy it for a while!"

The old bustard was obviously greeting the gold owner, the green shirt was happy, called the turtle father, and then put on a posture of a superior person, and said proudly: "A table of good wine and good dishes, the wine should be a taste of Huadiao wine, the dish should be vinegar fish Dongpo meat, and Longjing shrimp should not be missing!

Xiao Zamao was a little drunk, his feet were not shaking, and he was still looking forward to the little lady for a while, if they were delicate, this silver would not be a white flower, thinking of this, he asked: "Chen Yuzhi, where did you get so much silver?"

Tsing Yi spread his hands, shook his head and said, "I have a breeze on my sleeves, and I don't have any silver......"

Li Xiyang was anxious, because he didn't have a few copper plates in his pocket, no matter what, it was always not okay to eat the overlord meal, he hurriedly stood up, and said anxiously: "I don't have a few taels of silver, hurry up and tell the turtle prince not to serve the food...... Why don't we leave?"

Looking at Xiao Zamao's incoherent appearance, Qingshan laughed heartily and said: "Don't worry, there is a big villain, you want to find as many little ladies as you want today, it's okay, and you always want a few glasses of old wine for a while." ”

Facts have proved that there is a pot of wine between Taoists and men, and Xiao Zamao smiled at this time, and said: "There are still such beautiful things in the world?

After half a burnt incense, a table of side dishes is steaming, ten women enter the room, five sit on the round stool and stroke the piano to help the fun, five wandering wrecks around the small miscellaneous hair, one by one toast and rub the oil, this Taoist brother is also chic, more important thing is that he is dressed in a robe, the girls have never seen it, looking at its demeanor, it is obviously a chick, these weathered little ladies are like hungry wolves, and the small miscellaneous hair is reduced to a piece of gluttonous meat. The gentlemen on the side showed a smile, Chen Yuzhi was happy, eating side dishes and drinking Huadiao wine.

This rice wine is a little special, maybe it is in winter, there are strips of fine ginger shreds cut in the flower carving, after heating the wine fragrant, drinking into the belly to warm people's hearts, the heated rice wine is even more intoxicating, Chen Yuzhi is a little greedy for a cup, looking at the small miscellaneous hair is squeezed in a ball of joy, he shook his head.

A few Qingqi piano skills are mediocre, I don't know whether they are absent-minded or stupid, and they frequently throw flattering glances at the green shirt...... Chen Yuzhi took a zither piano with drunkenness, and after sitting down, he cocked Erlang's legs and played with it indiscriminately, causing the rest of the Qingqi to loosen the strings, and then another solo sounded, and the sound was pleasant.

Qing Qi looked at the green shirts infatuatedly, and saw many men come to chant poems against them, but they had never seen Fuqin, let alone such an ethereal sound, although they had never heard this song, but they all admired it in an instant. Chen Yuzhi has grown like a girl since he was a child, when his mother was still in the world, he always taught himself the way of piano sound, and over time he had some attainments, since he brought Qingluo back to the palace from Xiaoliuzhi Lane, he has not touched the strings again, and he thought that he must not let others know about it, and he was afraid that it would ruin the reputation of the ninth prince This song, but it is already a thing or a person, today's old boatman speaks clearly, he is like him at this time, he has been separated for a long time, he misses it, Tsing Yi thinks about many people, but he will never see it again, but there is only one person.

"Qingluo, in the courtyard of the palace in the future, the prince will definitely play a song for you......"

The color of the piano gradually rises and falls, mixed with affection, the already ethereal string sound echoes in the Xiaoxiang Building, after the lyricism of the green shirt is exhausted, the unjust head of the green jade ring has arrived in the room, and there is a spring bustard behind him. The man was the first to applaud and said with a smile: "This little brother has good piano skills, which really makes Gu admire!"

Seeing the arrival of the God of Wealth, the green shirt took away the desolation, left the old bustard, and sat down on the table with the man in his arms. Chen Yuzhi picked up the wine jug, lightly drew a line with his sword fingers, and the technique was extremely fast, which was jaw-dropping, he handed the wine jug that was divided into two to the man in half, and said with a smile: "Wouldn't it be nice to have a thousand cups of wine for a confidant, so simply come to the upper half of the pot!"

The man surnamed Gu had never seen such a romantic person, so he actually folded the pot and drank the flower carving, and laughed: "I have made up your friend!"

Chen Yuzhi grinned, didn't say much, drank with him to the bottom, and then threw it back, breaking half of the wine jug. Li Xiyang was three on the left and two on the right, hugging the five little ladies, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he kept burping, muttering: "Get an axe in front of the Taoist master, and there is still some heat missing!"

The robe was drunk, and he raised the arm that raised his hand to shake the pavilion that day, and said with a drunken smile: "Brother Gu, hiccup...... I also toast you with a pot of wine, come on, come on!"

The small miscellaneous hair shook the flower carving in the pot, and the turbid yellow wine hung three feet in front of the person, motionless. Li Xiyang hiccuped and reminisced, and then shook his head three times, and the three-foot flower carving was divided into three parts, wetting the cheeks and clothes of the three people like a copper basin splashing water, and the little miscellaneous hair was happy, and said vaguely: "Why is it raining......"

The man surnamed Gu was not angry, but praised his robe, saying that his methods were amazing and he poured good wine......

The old bustard clinged to the green shirt, constantly grinding behind him, Chen Yuzhi sat indifferently like a mountain, letting her scratch her head and make a gesture, this is what he thinks Hongchen should look like.

After a long time, the God of Wealth was drunk and said, "Chen ...... Chen Xiaojiu, I'll tell you a secret, you are not allowed to laugh!"

The green shirt, who was alias Chen Xiaojiu, nodded vigorously, threw a peanut into his mouth, and said: "If you don't laugh, whoever laughs is a grandson!"

"Actually, my name is ...... Gu Youcai, a little cat!"

The name of this rich man is really unique, Chen Yuzhi couldn't help but smile, coughed to cover up, and said: "Brother Cai, don't worry, I will keep it secret!"

The two talked very happily, although they did not talk about the background and details of their family background, but they both treated people with sincerity, and they met confidants or confidants for a long time, this is the attraction of the rivers and lakes, the green shirts were not very happy, and they pulled Gu Youcai and Xiao Zamao to the eaves, and then turned back and forth a few times, and carried the flower carving and the red girl to the roof, the little ladies were so frightened that they trembled, Chen Yu said: "Don't worry, with me here, you can't fall if you want to, and enjoy the moon with peace of mind." ”

At this time, in winter, the night was bitingly cold, and the girls had no choice but to keep drinking to keep warm, and snuggled in the arms of the God of Wealth and Xiao Zamao. The roof of Xiaoxiang is not high, but you can also see the bright moon in a small river, at this time there are still many cruise ships, the candles in the river are shining, the God of Wealth hugged the little lady and asked: "Chen Xiaojiu, are you from Sioux City?"

"No, I'm looking for an old friend with Little Miscellaneous Hair. ”

"It's such a coincidence, I'm also here to look for someone, and I heard that there is wine and beauty in Xiaoxiang Building, so I came to be interested!"

The cold wind blew on his face, the wine gradually dissipated, Qingshan raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Since Brother Cai is holding a beautiful woman at this time, how about drinking a few more pots of Huadiao?"

Gu Youcai straightened his spine, and didn't forget to hug the red man and rub it, and said proudly: "I have vowed to become the second wine saint since I was a child, what's wrong with drinking some Huadiao, little meaning!"

Qingshan laughed more than when he heard this, there have been many saints since ancient times, literature, poetry, calligraphy, paintings, medicines, soldiers, and swords, and the list is endless, this is still left out of the three saints, who is not good at learning this guy, but he went to learn Tao Tianming, which aroused a trace of doubt, he asked: "Brother Cai, why do you want to become a wine saint?"

"I'm not afraid of your jokes, brother, my father is a Qingzhou businessman, and the land in his hand is more than half a state, and he has been used to eating and drinking since he was a child, and he can't suffer anything, but it's just a good sip of wine, you say I don't go to the wine saint, who else can I find......"

Semi-state title deeds...... This proper reincarnation of the God of Wealth, it's just that Tao Tianming has a very different style of acting, Gu Youcai is afraid that it will be difficult to get his wish, and the meeting is fate, Qingshan said: "Our trip is to find Tao Tianming, if Brother Cai doesn't mind, how about walking all the way?"

The two hit it off, but he shouted with his index finger: "Chen Xiaojiu, don't call the name of the wine saint, you should respect it somewhat!"

Chen Yuzhi laughed, if he knew that he was shouting Wine Saint Lao Tao, he didn't know if his jaw would drop in shock. The rich man went down to the eaves, estimated that he went to the clouds and rain with a few little ladies, and the little miscellaneous hair fell asleep with the pot of old wine, and missed the night without spending money.

At this time, the night was dark and the wind was high, and the flower carving had no taste, and it had become a habit for the green shirt to see the moon and think about people, and he sighed for a long time......

People are in the rivers and lakes.

Through the wind and frost, the ups and downs of the jade roller blind.

It is like the watery years, and it is even more hateful in front of people.

The daughter made the jade and folded the wine jug, drunk and looked at the moon, and lost her name.

Sigh today, the ten-mile oblique bridge reflects the shadow, changing and welcome.

After three poles, the green shirt and Taoist robe tasted the grass outside the building, and the old bustard peeled the orange and handed it to the other party's mouth, with a look in his eyes that he couldn't wait to cross it.

Gu Youcai walked out with his waist in his hands, smiled wryly, and said, "The little lady has tried some tricks that I haven't seen before...... I accidentally flashed my waist. ”

This guy pulled three red men to share the bed last night, and there was a problem if he didn't flash his waist, Chen Yuzhi glanced at the little miscellaneous hair, and quipped: "How is it, do you regret that you didn't grasp the good time last night?"

Li Xiyang took a sip of tea into his mouth, almost choked, stunned, and said righteously: "This is for Hongchen to refine his heart, how can he have thoughts of regret and nostalgia!"

Qingshan raised the corners of his mouth, took the orange from the affectionate old bustard, and said brokenly: "Hmph, daffodils don't bloom." ”

Li Xiyang asked, "What do you mean?"

The old bustard and Gu Youcai were also very curious, Chen Yuzhi swallowed the orange petals and said with a smile: "Pretend to be garlic!"

Everyone laughed non-stop, and the cheeks of the little miscellaneous hair were red, as if someone had pierced their hearts. Lord Wealth waved his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Zamao, it's okay, how about I wrap up another game for you today?"

Li Xiyang hesitated a little, couldn't help but tease, and walked out of the Xiaoxiang small building. Chen Yuzhi smiled and said, "Brother Cai, let's get down to business, have you found any traces of the wine saint?"

"I've already sent someone out to find out the news, I heard that the Wine Saint and the Book Saint both appeared in Sioux City a few days ago, it shouldn't be far, we can wait for news here." ”

Qingshan had nothing to do, and read the classics sent by Wu Jianxiang again, and went to the shop to buy some yellow paper and cinnabar, wanting to study it in his spare time.

Xiao Zamao walked in the small streets of Sioux City, his heart was quiet again, and he laughed at himself: "Sure enough, that kind of fireworks place is still not suitable for me." ”

Li Xiyang's mood was a little disordered, the rouge aroma of those little ladies last night was still lingering on the tip of his nose, he hung his head and was inextricably linked, and he didn't look at the road or people.

"Ouch......"

The shoulders touched, and there was a soft fragrance that hit the robe, and then he turned his back to the sky, rubbed his shoulders and pouted, Li Xiyang was stunned.

The woman was dressed in a green gauze suit, and the butterfly hosta on her long hair was extremely elegant, but the girl was more charming than the hosta, and the little miscellaneous hair stretched out her arm, wanting to pull the woman up, and said: "Girl, I'm really sorry, I didn't look at the road just now, you didn't fall, right?"

The woman raised her hand, waved away the palm of the little miscellaneous hair, stood up and patted the dust, and said: "Stinky Taoist, you don't have long eyes when you walk, open it for me!" Hmph, the world is going down, and today's monks and Taoists are not good goods......

The woman is a little delicate, a few points stronger than Ye Wanwan, for some reason she hates the Taoist priest and the monk so much, and left the side street with a scolding, Li Xiyang looked at the woman's back in place, as if fate fell from the sky, but it was fleeting, and the sense of loss appeared in her heart for the first time, which was quite unspeakable.

Then turn your head, I wanted to return to Xiaoxiang Tower, but I saw a tower standing by the river, the vajra on the top was shining, and the Tibetan scripture pavilion was as high as the waist of the tower...... It was originally a pure place for Buddhism, but the dead air broke through the sky.

Li Xiyang frowned, and then jumped towards the ancient temple, his robe and hair fluttering, restoring the original appearance of the little miscellaneous hair.