After a long time, he came out, still holding the pipa and half covering his face.

When Bai Juyi wrote this sentence back then, I don't know if there was any hypocrisy in his heart that the pipa girl was pretentious?

Xu Qi'an felt that the girl called the red sleeve Oiran was quite pretentious, or she thought very highly of herself?

"The slave family is unwell, and after resting for a while, a few masters should not be surprised. ”

Drink a glass of wine as an apology, and there is no performance.

However, there are also dutiful officers who act as commanders and play the drinking order. Well, all the gongs present are performed, and the line is definitely not Yaling, it is fist strokes and dice shaking.

The smile on his face is too professional.... The waist pole has been upright, and the body is slightly stiff, which means that it has not really integrated into the atmosphere.... It's more taboo to have physical contact with drinkers.,Just now I touched my little hand.,There was disgust in my eyes....

Summary: Look down on warriors.

Xu Qi'an likes to observe people's micro-expressions and subtle movements. Because these details are a certain degree of refraction of the heart.

This is the occupational disease he left behind back then.

The performance of the red-sleeved girl reminded Xu Qi'an of the first time he saw the floating fragrance Oiran, and the famous Oiran of the teaching workshop that day was also such a polite and detached attitude in his heart.

It's just that Fuxiang's work ethic is higher, and the spicy performance is not obvious, and this red sleeve is a little naked.

Of course, the floating incense is the Oiran of the Beijing Teaching Division, where is the capital?

In addition to professional ethics, in terms of appearance, the red sleeves are naturally extremely beautiful, with the feminine and delicate temperament of Jiangnan women.

Talking always with "ah" and "what" and other ending sounds, soft and soft, it seems to be talking to a lover when I talk to anyone.

"Let's play a song for a few masters. Redsleeves smiled gently.

"The piano skills of the red-sleeved lady in the Yuzhou Teaching Workshop Division can be described as a must, come to our Yuzhou Teaching Division, you must listen to the piano sound of the red-sleeved lady. The official of the Caoyun Yamen praised at the moment.

It's like introducing the specialties of your hometown to a distinguished guest from afar.

After playing the song, the official of the Caoyun Yamen raised his wine glass with a smile: "A few adults, how is it?"

Song Tingfeng is an old fritter, hurriedly raised his glass, and took over the topic: "For example, the floating fragrance Oiran of the Beijing Teaching Workshop Division is not far behind." ”

There are still some gaps .... Xu Qi'an does not favor his own good-will, but purely evaluates from an objective point of view.

Fuxiang's piano skills are as superb as her ventriloquism.

"Is it the floating incense Oiran who is "sparse and sloping, the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon?" The eyes of the officials of the Caoyun Yamen lit up violently.

There is a long distance between Yuzhou and the capital, but this poem has been published for some time, and the correspondence between scholars has spread it to the Confucian forests of various states.

These two poems are widely circulated, and the popularity is higher than "Don't worry about the road ahead without knowing yourself, no one in the world knows you".

"Exactly. "Song Tingfeng said.

"It is rumored that the floating fragrance lady is a first-class beauty in the world. The official of the Caoyun Yamen asked expectantly.

This is the filter of fame, Fuxiang is the most famous prostitute in the capital, with such a halo on her head, in the eyes of men who are keen on Fengyue places, she is simply a goddess.

The red-sleeved lady's smile was slightly stiff, a little unhappy.

In her yard, discussing a big man in the same industry, and talking about it like this, she felt that she had no face.

Song Tingfeng didn't seem to notice the displeasure of the red-sleeved lady, he laughed twice, pointed at Xu Qi'an and said, "I'm going to ask him." ”

Xu Qi'an said lightly: "It's okay, among the beauties I've seen, I can rank in the top five." ”

When he said this, one beauty flashed in his mind: aunt, Lingyue, Huaiqing, Lin'an, national teacher, Chu Caiwei...

Do you say yes?

Everyone couldn't help but glance at Xu Qi'an a few times.

"It's really good at laughing, adults are really good at laughing. The official of the Caoyun Yamen laughed dryly.

"It's not a joke," the taciturn Zhu Guangxiao spoke, explaining to his colleagues: "The floating fragrance is his favor." ”

... The face of the official of the Caoyun Yamen almost collapsed, and he tried hard to manage his expression so that he did not laugh at it.

Fuxiang is his friend?The first prostitute in the dignified capital, will he take a fancy to a vulgar martial artist like you?

Why don't you say that the princess is your friend, why don't you say that the mysterious female national teacher is your friend.

However, bragging on the wine field belongs to basic exercises, and the officials who came to accompany the wine from Caoyun Yamen were disdainful, and they were still smiling on the surface.

Vulgar men .... The disdain in the eyes of the red-sleeved Oiran was no longer hidden, but she bowed her head and drank well, so that no one else could see it.

She doesn't like martial arts at all, she doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, she is very rude in her words and deeds, unlike a scholar, she is gentle and elegant, she recites poetry, and she is also polite to the women in the teaching department.

"I didn't expect the adult to have such a relationship with the floating fragrance lady, I don't know the adult's surname?" said the red sleeves half-seriously and half-mockingly.

The official of the Caoyun Yamen stared at her with reproachful eyes, and hurriedly picked up the wine glass: "Drink and drink." ”

This topic was brought over, and Song Tingfeng said with a smile: "Ning Yan, it's good that the boss didn't go to Yunzhou with him, otherwise he would categorically disagree with us to come to the Jiaofang Division for fun." ”

Xu Qi'an said: "This is not for fun, this is for sightseeing, the next time you ask, you will answer him like this." ”

Ning Yan, this should be his word... Red Sleeves glanced at Xu Qi'an a few times.

The tea round is over.

The red-sleeved Oiran left early, and then, there was no sound.

The fact that she didn't leave the guest for tea meant that she didn't take a fancy to the watchman present.

"I don't know how to lift!" said a watchman in a deep voice.

The officials of the Caoyun Yamen were a little embarrassed, and they were quite annoyed in their hearts, not for the watchmen, but for the red sleeves.

It's just that the Teaching Workshop Division is not under the control of the Caoyun Yamen, and the red sleeves, as one of the six Oirans of the Yuzhou Teaching Division, don't need to look at the face of the Caoyun Yamen to live.

Song Tingfeng waved his hand indifferently: "It's okay, it's okay, then let's move on to the next one?"

Xu Qi'an agrees with Lao Song's approach, the abalone that is eaten is not fresh, and the melon that is twisted is not sweet.

The group left the courtyard, Song Tingfeng and the three of them turned to the river, and then under the cover of night, they stood on the bank to solve the distended bladder.

Song Tingfeng: 8==D

Zhu Guangxiao: 8==D

Xu Qi'an: 8====D

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In the charcoal burning bedroom, Red Sleeves took a sip of hangover tea, sat in front of the dresser, and let the maid who pushed the door in knead her shoulders.

"Lady, they're gone. The maid chuckled and said, "He actually said that the first prostitute in the capital was his favorite, and even the slaves could see that he was talking big." ”

Red Sleeves pursed his lips and said lightly: "Wufu is like this, vulgar and unbearable. ”

After a short break, a maid knocked on the door and said outside: "Lady, Master Wei took his classmates to charter the venue." ”

When Red Sleeves heard this, his face suddenly brightened, and he said happily: "Serve wine to the sons and let them wait for a while." ”

After speaking, he hurriedly urged the maid: "Wait for me to change my clothes and take the most beautiful gold woven skirt." ”

Wei Gongzi is the nephew of the prefect of Yuzhou, a talent who reads poetry and books, a talent, and is gentle and elegant.

After changing into a beautiful Luo skirt, wearing a hosta and a golden step, the red sleeves dressed up came to the wine room, and Ying Ying gave a salute: "The red sleeves have seen a few sons." ”

She naturally sat next to the white-robed Wei Gongzi, a young scholar, pointing out the country and impassioned words, this is the environment she likes.

Every now and then, I envy the first prostitute in the capital who has never met, but is like thunder.

What a blessing it is to meet a talented student and receive a poem from him, which will be famous for generations.

"A few adults from the capital just came, it seems that they are beating the watchman," Fu Xiang poured wine for Wei Gongzi while chatting about this matter, and said with a smile:

"Some people actually say that the floating fragrance of the Oiran in the capital is his favorite. ”

The readers in the audience laughed, "This is really funny, how can the floating fragrance lady fall in love with the vulgar martial artist." ”

"Brother Wei went to the capital half a month ago, did you go to see the style of the floating fragrance Oiran?"

"I'm ashamed, I've been around the tea three times, and I've only seen the floating fragrance Oiran once. When the white-robed Wei Gongzi said this, he showed a look of obsession:

"Dark incense floating moon dusk.... People are as their name suggests, and they are all over the country. ”

A boy immediately asked, "Is there a good fragrance Oiran?"

Wei Gongzi suddenly said: "I remembered something, when I played tea around that day, I chatted with the guests on the table, he said that Fuxiang has long stopped picking up guests, and there is an endless stream of guests playing tea around every day, just to see the beauty."

But ah, there is a person who frequently frequents the Shadow Plum Pavilion... Well, the courtyard of the floating incense is called the Shadow Plum Pavilion. It is said that this person is the good friend of Fuxiang. ”

The sons and buddies present were moved: "The poet of the song "Dark Fragrance Floating Moon Dusk"?"

Wei Gongzi sighed with emotion: "Who else is there besides him?"

After a pause, he looked around at the crowd and said in a tone of sharing secrets, "This person is extraordinary. This poem is widely circulated, and everyone knows it in Dafeng Confucianism, but why is the poet not famous, and no one even talks about it. Don't you think it's weird?"

This aroused everyone's curiosity, and they speculated: "The identity is sensitive, can't talk to people?"

The red-sleeved Oiran listened with sparkling eyes, and she was the most curious about the identity of the poet. That's a talented man who can transform the women of the Church Division.

After a moment of gossip and discussion among his companions, Wei Gongzi pressed his hand, and the scene suddenly calmed down.

He shook his head and said, "Because the real identity of that person is a watchman, not a scholar." ”

"Is that so?!" everyone was shocked, and then suddenly they were shocked.

It is no wonder that Rulin did not promote the identity of the poet at all, and tacitly chose to forget, it turned out to be a watchman, not a reader.

Beat the watchman... The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention, and the red sleeves have a heart, and they sink to the ground.

She opened her mouth and said in an astringent voice, "Call, what's your name?"

Wei Gongzi glanced sideways at the beauty and said, "Xu Qi'an, the word is Ningyan." ”

Bang dang... The glass slammed on the table, then slid to the floor and shattered.

Everyone looked at the red sleeves, and the beauty was pale and pale, and her eyes were dull, like a lifeless paper flower.

was at a loss, the red sleeves suddenly fell on the table, the pain of sorrow, the crying pear blossoms brought rain, the crying was heartbroken, and the body trembled.

PS: Finally got out of a chapter.,There's no time to double-check for typos.,Send it up first.,Let's help catch insects.。