Chapter 21: Return to the Drunken Dream Building

"When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace...... This song is so beautiful, why did it come out of such a lowly fireworks willow alley? ”

Although the world's poetry and songs, although they often rise and rhyme, and end with the end, most of them pay attention to some themes and occasions.

Ordinary friends farewell, poet occasions, nostalgia for the past and the present, frontier military service, and expressing the pride or ambition in their hearts are the poets who admire. The sage of ancient history, the great scenery of heaven and earth, and the place where thoughts are surging are the best choices for poetry to burst out.

And the fireworks and willow alleys, sad self-grievances, and flat-headed people are despised by the world.

Everyone in the world often cherishes feathers and will not be willing to fall, how can there be any wonderful works that fall into the world? Not to mention the location of the warbler Yanyan.

Even if you really take a step back, you need to be self-conscious, and the singing in the teaching department can often be let go, and the other Qinglou hooks are unbearable.

As an institution subordinate to the Ministry of Rites, one of the functions of the Department of Religion is to prepare court ceremonies. But this thing is not important to people in the outside world.

For ordinary people, the real positioning of the Teaching Workshop Division is the official imperial Qinglou.

Most of the general Qinglou hooks are abducted and coaxed to deceive people's girls, and their postures are uneven, and the higher-end needs cannot be met.

But for those officials and scholars, if there is no elegant thing to do foreplay, the things behind will be too boring.

Most of the women who were displaced in the teaching department were official eunuchs who had their homes raided, at least they had to be the wives and daughters of merchants.

These people often have received systematic cultural education, and they have certain attainments in poetry and songs, poems, books, rituals, music, piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine and tea, and most of the women who have fallen from such powerful families are extremely good.

Even some young masters who are familiar with the books of the sages are often willing to talk to these women, and then have a good time.

If you have a certain ability in the Teaching Workshop Division, you can also choose the person who will receive the guests by yourself.

Like the Oiran Nange of the Jiaofang Division at this time, he can have a spring night with her if he is not rich.

Of course, you can't do without money.

The second-class catcher of Jingzhao Mansion lingered in the Jiaofang Division for three days a few days ago, and the fifty taels of silver on his body consumed one chime, which can be seen.

As for having money, it depends on other backgrounds.

"That's a good word, but I don't know why it's only half of it?"

On the flower boat of the Teaching Workshop Division, a woman in black gauze leaned against the window and asked the little sisters who served beside her.

"It is said that it came out of the drunken dream building, and there is only half of it. The old bustard in that building asked a few people to continue writing, but it didn't help. Sister is interested? ”

"If he can pick up the upper and lower halves, it's not impossible."

The flower boat swaying in the water has not been able to get on for a long time.

The lord of the Ministry of Rites and the head of the Department of Teaching Workshops didn't care too much, and let the owner of the flower boat choose by himself.

Anyway, as long as the boat is still parked on the water, there will be an endless stream of people visiting. I don't want the Spring Festival to be a time, I just hope to see the red face.

Kyoto Castle West Ward, a small house.

Chen Liu did not go to Guixianglou to eat, but went to buy some furniture and came back.

Just as he was cleaning the house, someone knocked on Chen Liu's door.

"Is Gongzi Chen at home?"

When I opened the door, I saw that it was a small man with a lewd body.

He looked at Chen Liu with a flattering face and asked:

"Is Gongzi Chen free? Our mother has invited you to go to the Drunken Dream Building to talk about things. ”

Speaking of Zuimenglou, Chen Liu remembered that this person was also one of the several turtle males he had seen that day, and it was estimated that he was calling to run errands.

"What?"

"Mom said to wait until you arrive, talk slowly."

In fact, after thinking about it, the only connection between them is Evian, who he saved.

Chen Liu felt that it should be the same thing, but it was a little unreasonable to rush over like this.

The old bustard didn't know that he had five hundred taels, and he wouldn't take the initiative to push the girl out of the building.

Things were strange, but Chen Liu thought about it and said to the little guy:

"This afternoon, I'll be over."

"Gotta you."

The little guy didn't stay too long, walked on his short legs, and quickly ran back to the Drunken Dream Tower.

It didn't take long for Chen Liu to close the door and walk towards Guixiang Building.

No matter what the old bustard has to think about, it would be much better to find a few friends to suppress the field.

Over there, the banquet is also opening.

Although the cost is really not small, the dishes are also very generous.

Steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose, braised pig, braised chicken, braised duck, sauced chicken bacon, Songhua tripe...... The name of the dish came up and was divided into four tables.

The heroic Uncle Zhang Chun wants to live a rich life today.

As for what's left tomorrow, does it matter?

"Uncle doesn't care."

The colleagues around him also fanned the flames one by one, shouting and cheering.

"Look at Zhang Tou, obviously carried away by five hundred taels, a typical nouveau riche look."

A few little catchers chatted casually, and their words were full of worries about Zhang Chun's state, but look at their actions...... The feeling of heartbeat is really a heart attack, and several people spin faster than anyone else.

A few of them are talking about this kind of topic, and the older ones are talking about something more mature.

"The girls of the Church Division are really good-looking!"

Zhang Chun sat on the first seat and talked exaggeratedly, and said with emotion.

"What do you mean? Tell us about it. ”

"How so...... The front is convex and backward, the skin is tender and the flesh is tender, the skin is white, the one is tender, the one is breathtaking, and the breath that comes out of the mouth is sweet! One word! Moistening! Two words, very moist! Three words, especially moist! ”

The crowd was amazed, and a few of the younger ones asked him.

"Zhangtou, can you explain it to us? Didn't understand. ”

Zhang Chun did not answer him directly, but gestured up and down with both hands, shook between his waist, and opened his hands as far as he could at his chest.

The old drivers were meaningful, but a few cubs who had never entered the hook fence still didn't understand, and they also felt that this avenue was not enough for outsiders, and they didn't explain it to a few people.

"Boss, I heard that there is an Oiran in the sect department, and I heard that it is said that the fish and geese are sinking and the moon is shy of the flowers, and the country and the city are overwhelmed...... Has the boss ever her? ”

Zhang Chun pretended to hesitate, and then slowly spit out his words:

"Then Miss Nange's flower boat stopped beside me and invited me to board, if I wasn't in a hurry to go back to the yamen, I would definitely have to spend the Spring Festival with Miss Nange!"

A few of the little cubs believed it and worshiped it.

The old fritters who know a little bit already know that Zhang Chun is starting to brag.

That Oiran Nange has even refused to explore the flowers, and will sleep with a little catcher in Jingzhao Mansion?

But everyone also tacitly knows that they will not pierce this cowhide.

After all, in life, if you can't even blow a cowhide, what's the point?

Chen Liu stood outside the door, a little hesitant to go in and spoil Zhang Chun's interest.

But the next moment, he didn't have to worry.

Because he was scared out of the heart attack again.

"Lord Bai Jiu, don't be so ghostly! I'm really going to be scared to death by you. ”

Finally stabilized his breathing and heartbeat, and resisted the urge to draw a knife and hack him to death.

"They said they had to knock on the door when they entered, and they didn't say hello when they teleported!"

Bai Jiu straightened his neck and glanced into the box.

Looking at the scenery of Zhang Chun in front of the front desk, it was also funny.

As for whether his behavior would make Chen Liu speechless for a while, he didn't know.

"Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge."

Chen Liu comforted himself like this, and was about to ask Bai Jiu why he came here, when he suddenly noticed that Bai Jiu didn't bring that lightning rod today.

So he pointed to the white nine heads.

Rarely, Bai Jiu was a little indignant.

"I should have listened to you in the first place. Unexpectedly, the third senior brother has a fat head and big ears, and he looks honest, but he is a complete liar! ”

Bai Jiu directly told Chen Liu about the true effect of the lightning rod that the supervisor had told them yesterday, and the fact that everyone had attacked Muqiu's room together.

The group stopped him at the last moment when Mu Qian tried to escape, and then there was a lot of fat beatings.

"Teacher Jian Zheng finally asked us to hang the third senior brother outside the Star Picking Tower for three days and three nights."

Bai Jiu said this, feeling a little happy in his heart.

Although the supervisor is the common "enemy" of Qin Tianjian, this kind of two-faced and three-sworded Erwuzai is even more infuriating!

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Chen Liu was already able to imagine the scene of Senior Brother Bai Jiusan's death outside the Star Picking Buildingβ€”take the time to take a look at this performance art.

After chatting about this, Chen Liu asked Bai Jiu again why he suddenly came here.

He pointed to the paper bag in his hand, which contained some pastries from Guixianglou.

"Seventh Senior Sister wants it. What about you? What are you doing? ”

"I was looking for Brother Zhang to accompany me on a trip, but now I see how much he blows...... It's so much fun that I still don't want to disturb his interest. ”

"Then you're looking for me? I just can't sleep, I'm very idle! ”

"Lord Supervisor hasn't removed the aura for you yet?"

"Master said when to enter the fourth grade, take it off yourself."

"Then your eyelids won't dry?" - Do you need eye drops?

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In the end, Chen Liu still asked Bai Jiu to accompany him to Zuimenglou.

Originally, they planned to go directly to the gate of the Drunken Dream Building, but Bai Jiu suddenly seemed to feel something and landed next to a muddy pool in the backyard of the Drunken Dream Building.

The mud pond was stinking and the water was so black that the corpses of some rats and other things were rotting inside, and no one cleaned them up.

"Well, this thing is very good."

Bai Jiu squatted beside the mud pool, no matter what the smell was, and looked directly at a lotus leaf that came out of the muddy water in front of him.

The lotus leaves are still very small, and if you don't look closely, you can't tell them apart in this environment.

Chen Liu saw Bai Jiu squatting there and walked over.

He knew the lotus leaf.

It was a glimmering lotus seed that he found when he took Evian away that day.

He buried the lotus seeds in the mud at that time, and not long after, they actually grew.

The lotus leaf also seemed to sense Chen Liu's arrival, and it shook it, not much floating, but it seemed to be able to feel spirituality.

Bai Jiu glanced at Chen Liu and said to him:

"Looks like this thing has something to do with you!" - Chen Liu thought he was going to say that this treasure was related to me. In that case, he'd have to say goodbye, please stay.