Updated: 2013-09-19

ps: I hope that people will last a long time, thousands of miles together! It's the Mid-Autumn Festival again, I wish you all a happy holiday. I was going to add it today, but I thought that I should leave more time for you to spend with your family, so I won't add more, and I'll save it for another day of the week!

After Huang Ying finished speaking, the green onion plucked the pipa with her thin fingers. Her skills are superb, there is a kind of pearl and jade sound ringing, Huang Ying and the sound of the pipa lightly opened her red lips, and the beautiful voice instantly floated out.

The sound of the pipa is like a big bead and a small bead falling on a jade plate, and the voice of the yellow warbler is crisp and ethereal, but it has some ghostly emotions. Song Yi couldn't help but immerse himself in this sad voice.

In this era, there is no Empress Li, and naturally no one will really know that the person who wrote this poem is actually a lost king. Huang Ying's voice is really tactful and changeable, and the transition between delicate and desolate sadness is delicate, but it does not make people feel that crying is ugly.

After singing the song "Crying in the Dark Night", Huang Ying was still stirring the pipa strings, and she changed her tune style and sang it again, but it was another beautiful feeling of unrequited love for a woman under the moon.

After the song, the atmosphere on the field paused slightly, and then Dou Niande suddenly high-fived and praised the wonderful, and Wang Kuanglu seemed to have just woken up from the beautiful notes.

"Wonderful! Wonderful words, good songs, it is really wonderful to be able to enjoy such an atmosphere with Kuang Lu Gong today! Ha Lu Ha" Dou Nian De Ha Lu Ha Da Lu said with a smile.

Wang Kuanglu also praised with a smile, it was the first time he heard Huang Ying's voice was true, and he was a little shocked.

This dinner took about an hour or so. After Wang Kuanglu and Dou Niande waved off Huang Ying, they began to ask Song Yilai about some of the ideas and details of the new ship. Wang Kuanglu is barely half a craftsman who knows how to build ships, while Dou Niande doesn't know anything, but Song Yi's explanation and analysis are extremely simple, and even Dou Niande understands it after listening to it. The two praised Song Yi for being a talent, and Dou Niande even sighed with regret that if Song Yi hadn't been reused in Wang Kuanglu's mansion, he would definitely put such talents into the public gate as an errand for clerical staff.

Of course, the words after drinking may not be taken seriously. Wang Kuanglu and Dou Niande were really happy, and they persuaded each other to drink freely, but Song Yi was more like a guest accompanying the two. In this banquet, who is the host and who is the guest is actually very vague.

After drinking, Dou Niande and Wang Kuanglu were slightly drunk before saying goodbye, and the joy on their faces was overflowing. After going downstairs, Song Yi couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief in his heart! From beginning to end, because the interest was too high, Dou Niande and Wang Kuanglu even neglected to ask the basic question of Song Yi's life experience.

Wang Fu was already waiting for the carriage downstairs, and the steward of the Zhizhou Mansion had already helped Dou Niande to get into the carriage and leave the Zhizhou Mansion first. After Song Yi and Wang Fu helped Dou Niande into the carriage, Wang Fu drove the carriage slowly towards the palace.

The night is gloomy, but there is a silver moon hanging in the air, which casts a graceful glow on the earth. There are dealers carrying rock sugar gourds full of rock sugar gourds and mallets shouted a few times, thinking that after selling the only few strings of rock sugar gourds left after the most slugging, they will go home to eat the meals left by their own mothers, and the sky in the distance is even a little reddish, and the direction is in the red and pink land on the edge of the Liang River. In contrast to the bustle, the shops on both sides of the street are closed, except for the occasional dim lantern or two outside the shop with dim lights lit.

What Song Yi didn't know was that on such a night, in the restaurant, on the Qinglou painting boat, the central characters and topics of the conversation were all around him. If in the past, the name of Mingyue Lou Tanhualang was only circulated among the merry scholars who often went to the brothel of Qinglou, then from this night on, the whole Bianzhou City was discussing the matter of being invited into the palace by Wang Kuanglu as a gentleman's gift.

In the Mingyue Building, Bao Ma greeted the past prostitutes with a distracted heart, and occasionally showed a smile to the guests, in fact, her heart was already disturbed by these people talking about Song Yi, but in the end it could only turn into a long sigh.

In Xiaofanlou, because the date of the Golden Autumn Oiran Contest is approaching, Master Ning is the top brand of Xiaofanlou, and naturally there are more merry scholars who come to this Xiaofan Building during this time to see the peerless Master Ning.

Master Ning doesn't mean that whoever wants to see it can see it, only some wealthy people who can afford a high price can spend a lot of money to invite Master Ning to sit at the same table and sing a song or something, if you want to be a guest of a flower like Master Ning, only silver is probably not enough. Most of the scholars who are not wealthy are still counting on a wealthy man who spends money to invite Master Ning to dance, so that they can have a chance to enjoy Master Ning together.

But when they arrived at the Xiaofan Building, the merry scholars never dreamed that Master Ning was busy with something at the moment, and in their hearts, Master Ning should be hiding in the room doing embroidery or painting flowers and birds. And what made no one think was that Master Ning was doing something in the room at the moment that would make anyone who saw it would have nosebleeds, except for Song Yi, of course.

The red candle overflowed with pink tears, in exchange for a flickering light. The doors and windows of Master Ning's room were closed, and a faint woman's aroma filled the entire room, and what made people's blood swell was a kind of snorting and gasping sound coming from the room at this moment.

Master Ning's face was crimson, fragrant sweat was slightly dripping, she twisted her body, like a bewitching beauty snake, her slender waist twisted delicately, the crisp breasts tightly wrapped under the red long skirt were undulating, and her buttocks were swaying from time to time with seductive arcs.

In any era, Yan Wu can undoubtedly attract the attention of men, not to mention Master Ning, who is wearing a red dress at the moment, although she only exposes a small touch of snow-white skin on her chest, but the light of some sweat stains on it is enough to cause fatal temptation to men.

Master Ning always felt that the dance that Song Yi taught him was a bit debauched and immoral, even if she herself was a woman in a green building. But even if he felt so, Master Ning couldn't stop getting up since he danced this dance. Because every time after dancing this dance, Master Ning will have some indulgent pleasure spread throughout his body when he looks at himself who is as delicate as a flower in the bronze mirror. And with her thoughts, of course, she can know that Song Yi is actually right, such a dance, even she is a little ashamed, not to mention those sullen scholars and scholars?

In the mansion of the royal family, the lights are bright. The carriage stopped at the wide gate, Song Yi got out of the car first, and then helped the half-drunk Wang Kuanglu into the house with Wang Fu.

After entering the mansion, there was naturally no Song Yi's business, and the rest of the things were the busy scope of the maids. Song Yi walked to the courtyard of the nurse, and then went to his room to get his clothes and go to take a bath. At this time, Wang Wu happened to enter the family courtyard

The sky was slightly bright, and Song Yi had just gotten up, and suddenly a man from the palace hurriedly came to inform Song Yi that someone was looking for him, and his face was not only panicked, but also a little strange.

Song Yi walked out of the mansion suspiciously, only to find that the slender Master Ning lifted the curtain of the carriage with a straight face, and after seeing Song Yi, he snorted coldly, "Come up!" ”

"I don't seem to be doing well." Song Yi showed a somewhat embarrassed look, he thought that he hadn't started work yet, and he was going to leave with a Qinglou Oiran early in the morning, which was really inappropriate.

"Don't worry! If there is something, I will beg Gongzi Jiangcheng to help you intercede with the master's family. Master Ning said coldly.

Song Yi hesitantly looked at his door at the gate of the palace with a strange expression, thinking that if he didn't go with Master Ning, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing if Master Ning had any disputes with him at this door. I had no choice but to lift my feet and get into the carriage with the smell of fat powder in Master Ning's carriage.

After Song Yi got into the car, the horseman who was driving by Xiao Fanlou waved his whip, and the carriage began to move slowly.

"If there is anything that must come to this palace early in the morning to look for me. You know, this kind of practice is not good for me. Song Yi said with a slightly unhappy face.

"Humph! You're still blaming me? Why don't you say the good things you did yourself? Master Ning snorted coldly and spoke.

"A good thing? I don't seem to be in the city lately, so why did I offend you? Song Yi asked confusedly.

"Pretend that you continue to pretend," Master Ning frowned at his delicate eyebrows and said with a disdainful sneer.

"I don't have time to mess around with you, if you have something, just say it, if there is nothing important, I'll get off. Don't forget, I'm just the housekeeper of the palace, not the master, and I don't have time to mess around with you! Song Yi was slightly annoyed.

"Yo, you still pretend to be nothing, what is this" Master Ning snorted angrily and waved his hand and threw a blank piece of paper towards Song Yi.

Song Yi took the blank paper and looked at a little poem of his own beauty.

"Go up to the West Building alone without a word! This, how could you have it? Song Yi was slightly surprised, isn't this the song "Crying in the Dark Night" that he wrote in the Drunken Immortal Residence last night?

"Humph! Aren't you going to explain? You promised me to help me win the crown of the Oiran, but what did you mean by writing such a poem for Huang Ying? Do you know that Lu Dao is now circulating all over the city with this poem and the interesting story between you and Huang Ying. You're really angry with me," Master Ning said, his face turned slightly crimson with anger, and he had a unique coquettish style.

Song Yi suddenly realized that Master Ning was actually fighting with the yellow warbler because of such a trivial matter.

"Did you just come to me early in the morning because of this little thing?" Song Yi opened his mouth with a smile and a smile.

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