Spring Breeze Lane.

An Jing came to Zhou Xianming's door.

"Knock knock!"

"Who?"

"Mr. Zhou, it's me Anjing."

An Jing shouted softly.

"Squeak!"

As the door opened, Zhou Xianming, who saw that his face was still a little bruised, poked his head out, then glanced around, and urged: "Doctor Xiao An, come in." ”

An Jing approached the room and couldn't help but say, "Who are you?" ”

Where does Zhou Xianming look like he is infected with wind and cold?

It's clear that he was beaten!

"Hey!"

Zhou Xianming sighed heavily and said, "You can find a place to sit." ”

"It's... And a place to sit? An Jing looked around.

Zhou Xianming's home is not big, the house he lives in is rented from a dental merchant, only about 20 square meters, and the facilities in the house are also extremely simple, a table, a few chairs, and a big bed, and a stove in the corner.

The room was very messy, with brushes on the table, inkstones, especially the stove in the corner, bowls and pans everywhere, and there seemed to be some rice porridge in the pot.

The only thing that is neatly arranged is a bookshelf on the west side, which is full of books.

"What the hell is going on?" An Jing said strangely, could it be that Zhou Xianming owed a debt before, and now someone else has come to collect the debt?

"I don't know, and I don't know what has happened to me."

Zhou Xianming sat on the chair and sighed: "Doctor Xiaoan, don't ask about some things." ”

The black-clothed man who came that night was by no means ordinary, and it was not something that a helpless doctor or scholar could handle.

"You haven't eaten yet, have you?" An Jing asked, looking at the messy stove room.

"Forget it, I'm not hungry." Zhou Xianming waved his hand, and then thought of something, "Doctor Xiao'an, I know that you are a benevolent doctor, can you help me heal?" ”

An Jing smiled and said, "You just have some skin injuries, and you can go to my house with me to give you some bruising medicine." ”

"No, no, no."

Zhou Xianming hurriedly waved his hand, "Doctor Xiaoan, I'm not talking about this skin injury. ”

"Not a skin injury?" An Jing frowned, could it be that Zhou Xianming still had internal injuries this week? I didn't even see it.

"I'm sick."

Zhou Xianming lowered his head and coughed dryly.

"Lovesickness?"

"Yes, since the last time I saw the girl from the moon in the painting boat, I can't help myself, I can't sleep at night, I can't eat and sleep, and my mind is full of her shadow."

"Then how can I heal you?"

"Dr. Xiao An, I want to listen to the music."

An Jing was stunned, he didn't expect Zhou Xianming to be so thick-skinned that he directly let him take him to be merry.

In his impression, Zhou Xianming is a very timid scholar, but when he talks about listening to music, he immediately feels like a different person, and his eyes are still shining.

"You're a reader."

"What's wrong with the reader?"

Zhou Xianming stood up and said righteously: "Isn't it natural for my generation of scholars to listen to music?" It's because of reading that I have to go to the fence to listen to music, if I don't save these stumbling girls, how will I save my family and country in the future? ”

It's because of the reader that he has to go to the hook bar to listen to the music.

Seeing that Zhou Xianming said so impassionedly, An Jingdu was shocked in his heart, is there such a statement?

"Dr. Xiao An, are you going?"

"Go!"

..........

On the Yuzhou River.

At the beginning of the lanterns, the lights on both sides of the river are shining, countless painting boats on the Yuzhou River float along, and the wonderful courtesans in the painting boats are holding wine, and the silk and bamboo are playing and singing endlessly.

"Dr. Xiao An, have you ever been to the painting boat of this Red Pavilion before?" Zhou Xianming stood on the bow of the boat, dressed in white, holding a folding fan in his hand, looking like a human dog.

Beside him, the boatman rowed towards the painting boat in the middle of the river.

"No, I've never been to a place like this." An Jing shook his head and said, "This is the first time I've come to this place of luxury. ”

"Dr. Xiao An's wife is as beautiful as a fairy, sinking fish and geese, and it is normal to dislike the vulgar fans here."

Zhou Xianming nodded in understanding, and then said with a yearning expression: "But Miss Liyue is different, she is a lotus flower that comes out of the mud and is not stained." ”

What's the difference, it's just the price of the chips.

An Jing rolled his eyes.

In a short time, the bow of the boat was already in front of the Red Pavilion Painting Boat.

I saw that the painting boat was gorgeously decorated, exquisite, rippling water waves, the sound of warblers and swallows came from time to time in the painting boat, endlessly, an old bustard with heavy makeup was warmly receiving the guests

"Yo, isn't this Dr. Xiao An?"

The bustard's eyes lit up when he saw An Jing, "You haven't been here for a long time, the girls miss you." ”

Zhou Xianming: ".......??" ”

Haven't you been here before?

Aren't you here for the first time?

An Jingyi said righteously: "Mother Zhao, you can't talk nonsense, I have never been to this kind of place." ”

"Yes, yes, Dr. Xiao An has never been here."

The old bustard smiled and beckoned An Jing and Zhou Xianming into the painting boat.

An Jing took out a tael of silver from his arms, and he had to pay a seat fee when he entered the painting boat, one person asked for five hundred coins, and the two of them were exactly one or two silver.

It's all his hard-earned money.

In the past, when he was short of money, he would borrow some from wealthy businessmen in Yuzhou, but he rarely sold it recently, so this two pieces of silver were the consultation fees that Han Wenxin gave him a few days ago.

In the center of the painting boat, there is a woman playing the guqin, the woman is delicate, wearing a light gauze, curvy and graceful, if the shadow is even more exciting, below are dozens of seats, most of the seats are already full of people.

Most of them in this painting boat are Qingqi, who only play and sing, and are not responsible for picking up customers, but if the guests are willing to spend a lot of money to win the hearts of these women, they will naturally accept customers, and it all depends on people's skills.

An Jing and Zhou Xianming found a seat and sat down.

"That's the Moon Girl."

Looking at the woman on the stage, a touch of intoxication appeared in Zhou Xianming's eyes.

The sound of the piano is crisp and pleasant.

"The sound of the piano is really good." An Jing nodded.

At this time, a delicate maid walked up with two pots of wine, "Two sons, please use it slowly." ”

"Thank you."

An Jing took out a tael of silver from his bosom again.

In this boat, the wine and the women have to pay, and it is very expensive.

One tael of silver is equivalent to a thousand yuan, and three yuan is a string of sugar gourds, and this thousand dollars can buy three hundred strings of sugar gourds........

When the maid took An Jing's silver, her fingers lightly swiped An Jing's palm, "Little girl Manyue, the son has memorized it." ”

Saying that, a pair of charming eyes glowed with spring light, there are not many guests who are so good-looking and generous.

"Okay."

An Jing bowed slightly, the wind was light and the clouds were light, and the waves were not alarmed.

Seeing that An Jing didn't say anything, Manyue was slightly disappointed in her heart, but she still retreated obediently.

And Zhou Xianming on the side stared at Liyue above with his eyes, his face flushed, as if he was fascinated.