Chudi, the ancient city of Danyang.

This is the site of the earliest national capital of the Chu State, and later because the Chu State competed with other small countries for the land of Hanzhong, the capital was moved from Danyang to Ying.

Song Xiangfeng of the Qing Dynasty recorded in "Passing the Court Record: Chu Mane Xiongju Danyang Wu Wang Xiyingkao": King Wu of Chu followed and replaced Yun, and moved the capital to Yingcheng after defeat.

Danyang is located in the main transportation route, north of Qin, south of Baiyue, northwest and Wei and Han two kingdoms.

In the past, the Wu people sold jade salt to various countries in Shandong (east of Kushan Mountain) through this place to gather wealth in the world.

It was with his abundant financial resources that Wu Wangfucha raised a strong army of soldiers who could fight well, dominate the southern border, and suppress the Yue country.

Danyang has dense rivers and a dense water network. Fishing boats and merchant ships from all over the world shuttle back and forth, prosperous and lively.

Later generations have poems that record:

"Suzhenjiang Danyang Pavilion"

The temporary park is sunny and the weather is fine, and Danyang stays late.

Half of the window leaves the moonlight, and the bell is sent across the bank.

The river surrounds the Jinshan Temple, and the Yunsheng Iron Urn City.

The sails urge early, don't wait for the dark tide to calm down.

The hustle and bustle of this place can be seen from this.

Bai Zhi stood on the bow of the boat, looking at the scenery in the river.

At this time, it was already sunset, twilight. Hundreds of boats in the river are competing for the stream, and thousands of people are going home, each embarking on the way home.

After a busy day, the fishermen relied on the water to eat the water, and the boat to eat the boat, and the smoke slowly rose from the small boat, drifting to the sky, and the sunset intertwined.

In the distance, there was a bright and loud trumpet from the captain, startling a shoal of gulls and herons flying sideways in the reeds.

Wu Nong spoke softly, babbling and intoxicating, and the enthusiastic and beautiful Wu Di girl also opened her mouth and sang the most touching love song in the Book of Poetry.

"The so-called Luoxia and the lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water grows together in the sky, nothing more than that."

Seeing this situation, Bai Zhi couldn't help but admire.

"Little boy, let's eat."

The enthusiastic boatman, wearing a felt hat, shouted at the stern of the boat.

His face was old and weathered, but his eyes were exceptionally bright and clear, exuding vitality.

Uncle Boatman didn't know Bai Zhi's identity, but he had never seen such a richly dressed and handsome young man in his limited experience.

In his heart, he guessed that maybe it was a noble boy who stole the family's money and secretly ran out to travel around the world, but his movements did not stop.

He picked up the soup pot on the small tandoor and poured the delicious and tempting fish soup into the clay pot.

Bai Zhi walked through the cabin, came to the stern and sat down, and smiled and beckoned the boatman and uncle to sit down and have a meal together.

The boatman's swarthy face was a little cramped, and he was not sure of the temperament of the noble person in front of him, so he did not dare to sit down rashly.

Seeing this, Bai Zhi did not force it.

He took a sip of the fragrant and delicious fish soup, and laughed and joked about the boatman's uncle boating on the rivers and seas, and lived a leisurely life. He also asked him how much fish he caught every day and how his relatives were.

Xu saw that Bai Zhi was kind and gentle, and the uncle slowly let go of his timidity, he pulled an oar and sat under his buttocks.

While answering Bai Zhi's inquiry, he took out a bag of dry tobacco, and began to swallow clouds and spit.

The sun was slowly setting in the laughter of the two, and there was already a little twilight in the sky.

Bai Zhi took out a handful of coins and handed them to the boatman's uncle, and without waiting for him to refuse, he tapped his toes, turned into Feihong, and flew to the distant shore with the uncle's stunned expression.

"Obediently, I've bumped into the gods."

The uncle pinched his thigh hard, his eyes were distracted, and he couldn't stop muttering.

Bai Zhi, who was traveling far away, didn't know the shock in the boatman's uncle's heart, and he had already taken advantage of the night to enter the inner city of Danyang.

Along the way, Bai Zhi couldn't help but be surprised.

Although it is a border city of Chudi, its prosperity and liveliness are not inferior to Xinzheng.

may not be as luxurious and lascivious as Xinzheng Hao, but it has a bit of the wealth and beauty of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

The neat and spacious streets are lined with people, and even though it is evening, there is not the slightest darkness.

The attics on both sides are full of colorful lanterns, reflecting the night sky as bright as day.

There are many street vendors on the side of the road, and it is very lively.

In the distance, there are also tricksters who take advantage of the crowd to perform their tricks, which attracts passers-by to exclaim and applaud.

The sound of selling, bargaining, the sound of the bustard soliciting customers, the sound is in the ears;

The food is fragrant, the rouge is fragrant, the body fragrance of the twenty-eight girl, and the fragrance is gusting.

Bai Zhi climbed high and looked into the distance, looking at the vision in front of him, and his heart was indescribably happy.

Maybe there is no transportation to travel to the North Sea in the past life, and there is no portable advanced communication technology, but who can say that this is not a beautiful era?

The wisdom of the ancestors does not deceive me.

Xinzheng, South Korea is the most prosperous and rich place in the world, and there are many extravagant people in the city, and Zilanxuan is a famous gold cave in the seven countries.

But in the past four years or so, Bai Zhiyi has always been worried about his own fate and has to work hard day and night to practice martial arts; Second, as a low-level killer, he doesn't have enough time and freedom to wander around the city.

Therefore, Bai Zhi only has a vague impression of the prosperity of Xinzheng.

Now he is out of the cage and back to nature. Looking at the prospect again, it was interesting.

"Nothing to do today, tick the bar and listen to the music"!

The boy crossed over and went straight to the largest song and dance studio in the city.

The word Qinglou originally referred to luxurious and exquisite houses, and sometimes it was used as a good name for wealthy families, but later it became synonymous with brothels.

"Jin Shu Lu Yun Biography": "Open the Zhu Gate in the south, look at the Qinglou in the north". Shao Yu's "Plugged Girl": "The rich girl of the Qinglou is born with a master." In the Southern Liang Dynasty, the first sentence of Liu Miao's poem "Ten Thousand Mountains Fierce Mulberry People" said: "The concubine is not worried, and the end is the Qinglou".

However, in the pre-Qin period, the Qinglou culture was far less developed than that of later generations.

Most of the music and dance clubs in various countries are Qing people, who linger among the dignitaries and dignitaries with their singing and dancing talents, and if they are valued by the nobles, they will take out a large amount of money to buy them home and play them carefully.

The songs and dances of the Seven Kingdoms, with Zhao Dance being the most famous.

Fei Xue Pavilion danced Lingbo Feiyan is famous all over the world and is known as the world's best art.

I heard that the absurd and deaf Zhao Wangyan married a prostitute who could sing and dance as the queen, I don't know if this advocate can dance Lingbo Feiyan.

Bai Zhi sat in the private room on the second floor of the Ming Fang Pavilion, his eyes were gloomy, he was playing with a bronze wine lord in his hand, and his thoughts were scattered into the distance.

"Miss Wanyan, Miss Wanyan is coming out."

There was a loud commotion outside the Warm Pavilion, which disrupted Bai Zhi's scattered thoughts.

He looked sideways out the window to see how stunning the top card was.

"Miss Wanyan only came to the Yingfang Pavilion a month ago, and in just over half a month, she has become a well-known leader of the group." The maid behind him, Bihe, said with envy.

"Oh?"

Bai Zhi looked back at the maid's delicate and beautiful face, and saw that she was only twelve or thirteen years old, and her eyes were shy and timid, so he couldn't help but tease:

"I've also seen the world, don't bluff me, you little girl, but I don't know what kind of fairy this beautiful girl is, worthy of such praise from a little beauty like you."

The girl was praised, and suddenly Xia Fei's cheeks flew up, and she responded with a loud voice: "The little boy himself looks at it, and the girl is about to start dancing." ”

Bai Zhi saw her face full of shame and hated to run away, and felt very cute in his heart, but he couldn't bear to continue to laugh.

Hearing the sound of color in his ears, he turned his head and prepared to admire the dance of this famous Oiran to see if it was worthy of her great fame.

But he never thought that this turn almost shocked his jaw.

The dancer on the stage was snow-skinned and graceful, but his face was extremely familiar, quietly prying his deep memory palace.