Xu Jianping was already drunk at this time, and he heard someone calling him in a daze, so he stood up tremblingly, raised the wine jug in his hand, and gestured, "Everyone, take a step ahead and drink as much as you want." With that, he drank all the shochu in the jug, threw the jug in his hand, and stumbled towards the stairs......

"Drink together, have fun!"

Walking to the second floor, leaning on the railing, several girls stopped and stood, whispering to each other, and even came forward and quipped: "Yo, Master Xu, if you don't have fun on the third floor, you can come to the second floor to sit, the slave family will leave you the door tonight, congratulations!" ”

Xu Jianping raised his eyes to look, but the girl with a face like condensed fat, white skin and red lips leaned over, and whispered in her ear and said: "The concubine's name is Begonia, and the son's search for a begonia flower is the concubine's room." ”

Xu Jianping felt the softness of his chest, and looked down, a deep ravine, which made people forget to return.

"Ahem."

On the third floor, the girl in yellow coughed heavily, and her big eyes were very dissatisfied.

Xu Jianping hurriedly pushed away the begonia girl in front of him, and said something in his mouth: "I can't help it, I can't help it, the begonia flower is it......"

"Begonia girl, so anxious, a certain surname is Xu, why don't you leave a door tonight!" The do-good man downstairs quipped at the second floor.

"Oh, Master Xu, you are not afraid that you will not be able to go back to the house tomorrow......" Miss Begonia leaned over, and the chair smiled at the downstairs on the wooden guardrail, full of style.

"Hahahaha!"

In the noise of everyone, Xu Jianping staggered to the third floor on the wooden stairs.

"Xu Gongzi, please come inside" The yellow-clothed maid looked at Xu Jianping's naked upper body, strong muscles, and a flush on her face, and thought to herself: "If Miss follows her, then I have to accompany the attendant!" ”

The little maid pushed open the door with a red face and motioned for Xu Jianping to enter.

Xu Jianping walked into the house and looked around, there was a sandalwood square table in the middle of the room, a yellowish plain silk was placed on the table, an inkstone was placed next to it, and a few brushes were inserted in the pen holder. In a porcelain pot by the window is a delicate pearl plum. Turning his head, there was a dresser that the daughters in the boudoir had, on which was placed a diamond bronze mirror with a brocade sleeve and a jewelry box with red lacquer carved plum blossoms, as well as a gold-inlaid treasure flower and phoenix crown and a string of rare inverted rosaries, which seemed to secretly indicate that the owner of the room was not an ordinary woman.

Picking up the beaded curtain worn by Yingluo, on one side is the bed, and the sandalwood shelf is hung with a lilac gauze tent, and the whole room looks simple and elegant.

"Xu Gongzi, please wait a moment, the concubine will change her clothes, and come out in a moment"

I saw a pleasant sound coming from behind the tent.

After half a ring, I saw a woman in a violet placket waist and sleeved long skirt walked out, folding her waist to take a slight step, showing her wrist in the light yarn, and a pair of peach blossom eyes looked at Xu Jianping's direction in a daze, as if she was intoxicated, looking so pitiful, it can be described as a pear blossom spring with rain.

When he walked up to Xu Jianping, Xu Jianping instantly felt dizzy. Unconsciously said:

There is no beauty in the autumn, pleasing to the eye is a beauty, the country and the city are beautiful, and the world is shocked.

When Concubine Xiaoxiang heard this, her whole face also blushed, "Xu Gongzi Liao praised, the little woman really deserves it." ”

At this time, three maids walked in with all kinds of items needed for the gift of hairpipes, including clear water, Luopa, and hairpipes, "The auspicious time has arrived, and the ceremony begins." ”

Xu Jianping knew what was going on today, and he was very sober in a moment, and then put on his scholarly shirt properly, washed his hands with water, straightened out his whole body, and nodded with a straight face.

Concubine Xiaoxiang walked to the window and sat on the futon. Xu Jianping walked up to him and chanted a greeting in a loud voice:

"On the auspicious day of the month, the first Canadian dollar is served. Abandon your young ambitions, and become virtuous. Shou Kao Weiqi, Jieer Jingfu. ”

Then he knelt on the ground and combed his hair for Concubine Xiaoxiang...... (You can search for specific etiquette)

Less, the ceremony is over. The girls brought in some more drinks, placed them on the table, and slowly withdrew.

Concubine Xiaoxiang stood up, clasped her hands, placed her left waist side, and leaned over slightly, "Thank you, son." ”

"It's okay" Xu Jianping sat on the long table, looking at the rice paper spread in front of the table, the ink had not dried, and it was the poem written by Xu Jianping tonight.

"You like poetry?"

Concubine Xiaoxiang also sat down and filled Xu Jianping with wine, "The concubine came here at the age of ten, and since she was a child, under the leadership of her sisters, she has learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, if you don't like it, wouldn't it be strange." ”

Xu Jianping looked at the beauty opposite, "Are you ten years old" also sighed secretly in his heart, how unfortunate he has been since ancient times, and he is also a person with a story.

"What song does the son want to hear" I saw Concubine Xiaoxiang take out a pipa from the side and put it on her lap.

"It's the first time I've come here in this life, and I don't know what song it is" Xu Jianping is also sincere, and he really doesn't know the song.

"That concubine plays a few songs at will, and she has the right to be in love today." After saying that, he plucked the pipa in his hand.

A chord sounded, as crisp as flowing water, under the fingers of the concubine, like knocking on the window on a rainy night, like flowing water caressing the heart.

No wonder it is said: a piece of acacia wood, the sound contains ancient Saiqiu. Who makes the pipa, and the long pluck is goodbye. The pipa is indeed the most popular instrument.

Xu Jianping sat and listened to a few songs, holding a wine glass to himself, taking a sip and drinking one sip.

Thinking of Old Man Zhang, thinking of his parents, and thinking of his newborn brother, he cried for a while, was also drunk, and muttered in his mouth: "We are all fallen people at the end of the world, why should we have met before!" ”

After that, he fell asleep on the table.

Concubine Xiaoxiang looked at Xu Jianping on the table, her bright eyes were full of thoughts, she stretched out her hand, stroked Xu Jianping's slightly immature face, and rubbed the black mole between her eyebrows with her fingers in curiosity.

"Am I so unattractive? Ling'er, come in."

After speaking, Concubine Xiaoxiang put away the pipa and called the maid outside the door just now.

"Come and take a hand and help Xu Gongzi to lie on the bed!"

Ling'er girl helped Xu Jianping up with a ruddy face, "Miss, do you need me to sleep together?" ”

"You little girl, what nonsense!"

"I'm not talking nonsense, those maids on the second floor will accompany their master to sleep together."

"Tear your little mouth again, get out of here."

Concubine Xiaoxiang deliberately said angrily.

The next morning,

With the departure of many literati, the poems written by Xu Jianping tonight spread all over the country overnight, and the Han literary world was even named as a poet immortal, and the list of people in the world directly listed it as the top of the list.

However, our protagonist is slipping out of the back of Xiaoxiang Pavilion at the moment.

"Dog's day, don't drink next time......"

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