Chapter 40: A Young Man by the Creek

(Thanks to the leadership and the country, the next chapter will come out before 12 o'clock)

Although Jane's family has become Aunt Jane, since the other party finally gave such a mention, Ning Que naturally would not pretend to be stupid with refusal, he did not forget his true purpose of searching for the traces of the Qinglou in Anli on the Great Wall, and a young man from the hoard was able to visit the best Qinglou in Chang'an like a VIP, and he was very content with this kind of treatment.

Walking down the stairs from the west wing, behind the building is a very flat grass, from the lawn between the stone road through a white and pink wall, there is a stream appeared under the starry sky, there are several small courtyards scattered on both sides of the stream, faintly there is singing mixed with the melodious and neutral silk and bamboo sound, I think it is those Maiko who are preparing for the celebration in the palace.

The personal maid was already in a bad mood after being reprimanded, and at this time, she looked at Ning Que looking around with her hands behind her back, she really looked like a tourist visiting scenic spots, and her face was even more frosty, and she said mockingly: "I don't know what happened to everyone Jian today, they are so kind to you, a poor sour." You are obviously a scholar, but you don't know how to refuse politely, yes, if you are so poor and sour like this, you still have to go to the building, someone's face must be extremely thick. ”

Since he was said to be extremely thick-skinned, of course Ning Que had to show his thick-skinned appearance, as if he didn't understand the sarcasm between the words of the little maid at all, and responded gently: "Since that young man is willing to entertain, I can't stop his interest, this kind of matter between men, it's complicated to say, but it's actually very simple." ”

"It's just a boy, and he brags about what a man. The little maid sneered: "It's okay to be invited to drink a few glasses of wine, but you even have to spend money on behalf of others, he is not related to you, how can you get that hand." ”

Hearing the words of the boy and the man, Ning Que couldn't help but think of the scene when he first met Li Yu in the Weicheng courtyard, when Li Yu was not a princess but a little maidservant, and there was a little maidservant girl talking about these things tonight. How many days have passed since that image, how does it feel like it was years ago?

The maidservant had returned to the deep palace, and countless officials and people were excited and busy for her return, and she also came to Chang'an, and then began to visit the Qinglou very inexplicably, and heard the tunes specially arranged to welcome her back, thinking of this section, he couldn't help laughing.

"What's so funny?" the little maid scolded with a frown.

Ning Que spread out his hands and said that he didn't have any opinions, he just wanted to inquire about those things at this time, and he didn't want to quarrel with this little maid and waste this rare opportunity to visit the Qinglou.

Knowing that the red-sleeved song and dance was in the heart of the dignitaries, he vaguely felt that the place where the imperial historian Zhang Yiqi was looking for joy should be here, because only here is it enough to β–‘β–‘β–‘ and level enough.

It was not appropriate to pretend to be stupid or naΓ―ve, and he began to tell some gossip and interesting things that happened in the border city, believing that these stories with the smell of rough wind and sand were very attractive to the little maid next to him, who lived in the fat powder pile all day long, but had heard many legends of the border soldiers.

Ning Que has always had a very good means to deal with the role of a servant, which has nothing to do with Her Royal Highness the princess who is far away in the deep palace, but because over the years, there has always been a little maid who likes to laugh and is the most indifferent by his side. Even Sang Sang, the world's best cold-faced maid, was obedient to him - of course, this is just his self-perception, and it may not be the truth - it is not a problem to deal with the little maid of Jane's family, and she can be caught.

Sure enough, after walking only a few steps by the stream, the little maid smiled, and excitedly began to exchange gossip and interesting things in their respective industries with Ning Que, Ning Que understood why the song and dance troupe still had to do Fengyue work, and knew who was the most popular among the beautiful girls in the backyard, who was wrapped, and who was the biggest official in the court.

The more beautiful girls there are, the easier it is to make money by being beautiful, because this method is very easy, and the input-output ratio is really amazing, you must know that the proportion of the oiran who goes out in the red sleeves is really high to become the concubines of high-ranking officials in various countries, and the money in this life is enough, and there is a good home in the end, who doesn't want to?

When Jane founded the Red Sleeve Move, why didn't she want to be a clean singing and dancing company, but she just wanted to survive in a male-dominated world, and how could the seemingly highly respected singing and dancing company resist the pressure of the princes and nobles of various countries and even the royal family?

The flowers and trees by the stream are in full bloom, the starlight is reflected in the murmuring water waves and is broken into countless pieces, the world behind the white pink wall looks so clean and graceful, Ning Que walks under the starlight, like a poet, but looking at such a clean scenery, he doesn't feel too much relaxed feeling.

A little boy, there can be no troubles.

Ning Que thought about the gossip words of the little maid for a while, shook his head and threw the love in his mind into the stream, roaming along the stream, and occasionally met a beautiful girl walking between the stone paths, so he turned sideways slightly and politely gave way, showing a very personable demeanor.

As mentioned earlier, the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy scholar will be dressed up as a calm bearing, which will always make people feel a little funny, but fortunately, the ugly person is funny and annoying, but if the funny is added to the immaturity, it becomes cute.

After entering Chang'an City, it is much more convenient to take a bath than Weicheng, his slightly curly black hair, which was dirty and oily when he was plugged on the side, has already been washed by Sangsang's small hands and is extremely clean and refreshing, coupled with not handsome but clean enough eyebrows and eyes, it naturally has a clear taste.

Especially the hot and sour noodles sold by the stall at the end of Linsi Lane are really delicious, and a few thin slices of beef slices are scalded in the soup is even more delicious.

The girls who had been courteously given way looked back at him curiously, and when they saw that he was born childish and clean, they liked it a little, and when someone found out that it was the teenager in the building who was laughed at, they couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh. The girls had seen many strange stories in the building, but it was the first time that the Jane family had ordered someone to take a teenager around the building, and everyone was curious and excited, so they surrounded Ning Que and refused to let him go.

The little maid was squeezed outside a group of warblers and Yanyan, looking inside with annoyance, her heart was full of frustration that her own toys were snatched away by the big sisters, and she angrily crossed her waist and moved Jane's family out, and roared like a little tigress: "Don't harm other people's children, this young man is a scholar who wants to take the academy exam, and he is still ...... What, are you willing to seal that big red envelope?

"Yo yo yo, look at our little grass in a hurry, my sisters just look at this young man strangely, borrowed to play, why are you in a hurry? ”

A series of voices that spoke quickly but slightly hoarse sounded, the crowd of girls from all families was differentiated, and a charming and dazzling woman walked over with a light lotus step, only to see that this woman was about two years old, her figure was extremely plump, and the waist of her arms exposed outside the gauze skirt was really round and jade, and she walked swaggeringly, as if she could swing out of the water.

She had a small face, so she covered all the fat and flesh on her body, and she didn't feel the slightest bloat or even charming and plump, and she wonderfully revealed a delicate jasper taste.

Seeing this woman, Ning Que's eyes suddenly lit up, and he silently shouted in his heart: It's her!