Gu Hengbo moved into the courtyard like a fairy, and made a slight blessing to the many guests in the stands, but did not stay in the courtyard for long, but accompanied by two maids, he entered a private room covered by a curtain from the stairs on the other side.

Although it was only a brief appearance, it had already fascinated these young talents around Yang Yingqian. Even though Yang Yingqian had seen so many stars in later generations, he had a moment of distraction.

"I didn't expect to hear Miss Meisheng singing today, which is really a blessing for Brother Yang Xian!" Zhan Haozhi patted Yang Yingqian's shoulder on the side and said with a look of enjoyment.

Yang Yingqian couldn't help but feel strange, it turned out that an oiran like Gu Hengbo had the right to choose guests, and it was limited to singing songs and talking about poetry, as for the rest, don't even think about it.

However, in order to make use of Gu Hengbo's golden signboard, Wanqinglou will also let Gu Hengbo sing a few tunes in the private room with a gauze curtain from time to time.

Unexpectedly, although I couldn't see Gu Hengbo's face, the business of Wanqinglou was better, and in Yang Yingqian's view, this was also the business operation mode of hunger marketing commonly used in later generations.

At this time, the red lips opened lightly, and the voice was like a clear spring, trickling. Crisp and bright, but tactful and soft, listening to the ear, refreshing people's hearts. A burst of Wu Nong's soft words came out from behind the gauze curtain and penetrated into everyone's ears, as if making people's bones a little lighter.

Yang Yingqian listened carefully, and there was a bit of the tune of Suzhou Pingtan in later generations, which was indeed very pleasant, but for Yang Yingqian, who had listened to electronic music all over the world, he just felt that Gu Hengbo's voice was indeed pleasant and moving, but it was not as fascinated as a few people around him.

"What an elegant thing it would be to sit across from Miss Meisheng and talk about poetry and songs!"

Zhan Haozhi held his face with his left hand and tobacco in his right hand, looking addicted to it.

"That's not simple, Miss Meisheng has always loved poetry, as long as you write a poem and ask someone to hand it in, maybe Miss Meisheng will ask you to have a long talk opposite you." Xie Shangzheng on the side urged a narrow road.

"It's useless, I don't know how many poems I've written, it's all mud cows into the sea! The eyebrow girl's eyes are high! Qin Liulang, who had been drinking alcohol on the side, let out a long sigh, and his mood seemed to be a little low.

Seeing that Qin Liulang's mood was not high, Cao Run, who was sitting on the main seat, wanted to liven up the atmosphere, so he proposed.

"I see that all the young talents present here today are better than this, you each write a poem, and I will ask someone to hand it to Miss Meisheng, to see which virtuous brother is lucky enough to win the favor of the girl, and it may be the guest of the Meisheng girl!"

Hearing this, Xie Shangzheng on the side also coaxed: "Cousin's proposal is good, I think we have all written it, and it should be a drinking order!" ”

After Xie Shangzheng's instigation, Hong Anlan and Zhan Haozhi couldn't help but be a little moved, after all, they were all young people with strong blood, and at that moment Xie Shangzheng called the miscellaneous servants outside the door to ask for pen and ink.

Seeing these talented people composing poems on the spot, Yang Yingqian was really a little stunned in his heart, although he practiced calligraphy for a few days when he was a child, but his level was not comparable to those present.

But these are all people present, only he is a hereditary official position, if he doesn't write, he will inevitably look a little timid, Yang Yingqian's mind turned quickly, thinking about how to deal with it.

Soon, the handyman brought several sets of pen, ink, paper, and inkstones in front of everyone.

Xie Shangzheng and Hong Anlan first wrote on the paper with great interest, Yang Yingqian smiled bitterly, and could only write a poem on the paper, but Qin Liulang and Chen Zilong never started writing, just silently drinking alcohol.

In less than a cup of tea, everyone wrote it, and Xie Shangzheng folded his poem in half with a narrow smile: "Today there is a good wine to accompany me, and my poem will be favored by Meisheng girl!" ”

Everyone just smiled and folded their poems in half one after another, but Cao Run did not participate in this elegant thing, but just called the handyman on the side, handed him a piece of silver, and asked him to send everyone's poems to the private room where Gu Hengbo was.

After the miscellaneous servants left, everyone was about to talk about it, but Zhan Haozhi sighed.

"Why didn't Rokuro and Zilong make poems?"

After Zhan Hao said it, everyone realized that the paper and pen in front of Qin Liulang and Chen Zilong had indeed not been touched.

Xie Shangzheng laughed on the side: "Liulang is afraid that he has been rejected too many times by Miss Meisheng recently, and he is disheartened." It's just that why doesn't Zilong make a song? I remember your pen was quite sharp! ”

At this moment, Chen Zilong, who hadn't spoken much since the beginning of the fight, sighed, let out a strong breath of wine, and put the wine glass heavily on the table with a muffled "bang".

"Now that the Tartars have invaded the border, the land of Liaodong has been lost, and tens of thousands of Ming soldiers are bleeding on the front line. There are traitors above the temple who intend to cause trouble to the court, and I don't think about how to worry about the king, but I am still indulging in wine here, how can this be worthy of the court's cultivation of us for many years........"

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On the square table, the red candles were beeping and burning, and the candlelight shone on Gu Hengbo's crystal clear face.

She was originally born in a civilian family, but her family was poor, her parents bought her into the Qinglou, and the old bustard saw her outstanding appearance, and invited celebrities to teach her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child.

She also did not live up to the bustard's expectations for her, and when she grew up, she not only had a peerless appearance, but also was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she had become a Qinhuai Oiran in 28 years.

The bustard specially set up a separate show building in the backyard for her, and she named the show building Meilou. After that, she changed her real name Gu Mei to Hengbo, as if she wanted to say goodbye to her previous life.

It's just that, although it is sought after by thousands of celebrities, the Meilou where she lives is full of people every day, but how many people really understand her heart?

Just like these poems on the table, these self-proclaimed talented poets want to sit down with her and discuss poetry, but she knows very well what they have in mind.

Gu Hengbo was bored flipping through the pile of poems in front of her, every time she finished singing in the front hall, she always had to look at these poems when she returned to the Meilou where she lived, maybe as a pastime, maybe she wanted to find someone who could understand her in this pile of papers......

For a moment, Gu Hengbo's eyes seemed to light up instantly, and she pulled out one from the pile of poems in front of her.

The words are a little ugly, but these ugly words are connected together, but she can't take her eyes off the paper anymore.

It's a poem.

If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan. Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old hearts are changeable. Lishan said that it was half a night away, and the tears and rain did not complain. How is it like Bo Xing Jinyilang, who wishes to be on the same day......

The atmosphere in the private room on the second floor of Wanqing Building dropped to freezing point after Chen Zilong said those words, and everyone was silent, not knowing what they were thinking.

Yang Yingqian found that this Brother Chen Zilong was really a little angry with the young man, and he couldn't help but feel a little interested in him at the moment.

Chen Zilong didn't mean to finish, picked up the wine jug on the table and drank it cleanly, and after drinking, he threw the wine jug aside and wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

"The country has been raising soldiers for 300 years, and the righteousness of the war is today!"

Chen Zilong was indeed a little drunk, and saw him stand up and step on the brocade stool with one foot.

"Give me 10,000 people, and I promise to solve the border trouble in eastern Liaodong within a year, recover the Kaiyuan Tieling Guards, and behead the head of the wild boar skin under the sword and inherit it to the front of the emperor!"

Saying that, Chen Zilong laughed a little maniacally.

Zhan Haozhi and Hong Anlan on the side hurriedly got up and grabbed Chen Zilong.

"Zilong, Zilong, you're drunk!"

Chen Zilong slapped the hands of the two: "I'm not drunk, this year's Enke brothers must be in high school, and then I will wait for everyone to be in the court, and I can fight with the princes of the court and those eunuchs, and return my government to Qingming!" ”

As soon as Chen Zilong's words came out, Cao Run, who was sitting in everyone, finally couldn't help it, and hurriedly asked Xie Shangzheng and a few people to forcibly press Chen Zilong and pour him a few cups of tea.

Although Nanjing was far away from the imperial court, some turmoil still reached here, and the new emperor ascended the throne and favored Wei Zhongxian. Wei Zhongxian and his henchmen were arrogant, interfering in the government's politics, and there was a faint trend of cholera in the dynasty.

Factory guards are all over the two capitals and thirteen provinces, which can be said to be pervasive, in case Chen Zilong's drunken words reach Wei Zhongxian's ears, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not affect his future career.

After being poured two large bowls of tea, Chen Zilong suddenly quieted down, his eyes half-squinted as if he was about to fall asleep.

Cao Run saw that the atmosphere was a little dull, and hurriedly snorted: "Zilong is afraid that he has eaten too much wine and food, and he is talking nonsense!" ”

Chen Zilong, although he is reckless and impulsive, is a scholarly person, but he does have a heart to serve the country, and after some tempering, he may not be able to become a pillar of the country, and then Yang Yingqian smiled faintly.

"Brother Zilong is also a heartfelt word, the heart of serving the country, let me wait for shame, if he can serve the Ming Dynasty with Brother Zilong in the future, it should be a great luck in life!" Hearing Yang Yingqian's words, Zhan Haozhi and others spoke out one after another.

Because Chen Zilong was already drunk like mud, everyone couldn't continue to drink, and before the time came, everyone said goodbye to each other at the door of the evening building, and made an appointment to meet again another day.

Cao Run originally wanted Yang Yingqian to take his carriage back together, but Yang Yingqian felt that he had drunk too much tonight, so he declined Cao Run's kindness and walked back with Sun Dayong.

Sun Dayong and Liu Daniu didn't drink alcohol tonight because of their duties to guard Yang Yingqian, so they went downstairs early and waited at the door.

"It's over, I really can't stand the environment here, it's smoky, I really don't know what's good about this kind of place, these talented people are all vying to come, and I don't think I'm so handsome!"

Liu Daniu's brainless sentence made Yang Yingqian smile bitterly, this ramming is really incomprehensible, and he will leave with the two of them.

"Young Master Yang, please stay, my young lady invites Young Master to enter the building for a ........"

The three of them were about to leave, and a pretty little girl chased out from the evening building and called out a few people........