Volume 1 Chapter 141 Xiangqin River
Although Jinling City is not an important place for soldiers and is not a transportation hub, its prosperity is especially superior to that of the national capital.
Without him, just because there is a Xiangqin River in Jinling City, there are 12 Xiangqin boats on the river, which are famous in Banzhou.
The Xiangqin River is just an inner city river in Jinling City, the river area is not wide, and the water flow is calm and waveless. The 12 boats, which are famous in the land of Banzhou, are veritable "flower boats". As early as two hundred years ago, Jinling City had the saying of Xiangqin Twelve Boats. On these twelve ferries, there is a Qing woman who is both beautiful and artistic, and there is a maid and a boat, that's all.
It's just that the girl on this ferry boat must not only have a stunning appearance, but also have excellent music and rhythm skills.
The Jinling City of the Southern Huai Kingdom has always been a trend of ritual music, and the teaching workshop division and the ritual music division in the city are two or three hundred years old brand. Even if the dynasty has changed in battle, it has never broken its educational heritage. And every three years, Jinling City will select twelve top Qing people who are both excellent in color and art as the people who sit in the twelve boats. With this unique feature, Jinling City has also become a place where literati and scholars flock to it, and the twelve Qing people were also given the nickname of "Xiangqin Twelve Hairpins" by a famous poet more than 100 years ago, which has been praised to this day.
The Xiangqin River under the moonlight is sparkling, reflecting the bright moon and clear light. The dense pleasure boats are mighty and swaying along the river, quite with the momentum of thousands of sails competing for the ferry and hundreds of boats competing for the current. The boat was brightly lit, even overshadowing the clear moonlight.
The boat's voices are boiling, the silk and bamboo are melodious, and occasionally the literati maniacs who are drunk to the heart stand by the railing, and they are arrogant.
At the forefront is the famous Xiangqin Twelve Boats.
Sitting in these twelve boats, all of them are nobles and clan tyrants. After all, those who want to sit in these cabins will either spend a lot of money and come out on top with a crowd of high rollers. Either they are talented and have won the favor of the ship's Qingqi and take the initiative to recruit them into the cabin.
In a plain flat boat on the river, two white-clothed men sat side by side.
The beautiful woman in a plain white dress frowned slightly, looked at the surrounding scene and said softly: "I heard Zhu Yuan say how the scenery on the Xiangqin River is before, but I was really disappointed after coming in person. ”
The white-clothed young man beside him looked up at the stars in the sky, a warm smile on his face, and he looked leisurely.
"If it is Zhu Yuan and other people who like to be lively, the breeze and moon here, the melodious silk and bamboo, the poetry of the literati and scholars, and the artists of the Qing Dynasty stroke the qin and drums, it is indeed a good scenery. It's just that Jinran has a list of temperaments, and you prefer to be demure, so you naturally don't like this scene. ”
Zhuo Yuming lowered his head, looked at Shu Jinran, who had found a lame excuse to change into a skirt, and said with a smile.
Regarding Zhuo Yuming's double standard words, Shu Jinran just snorted, and then asked, "Then do you like this kind of lively scene or quiet venue?"
"As long as there is a place where Jinran is, I naturally like it. Without you, even the wonders of heaven and earth would be boring in my eyes. ”
Recently, I have carefully reviewed the "wise sayings" that the senior brother said in my memory, and Zhuo Yuming at this time is no longer the Wuxia Ameng. If you compare it with the realm of cultivation, at this time, he is at least a land immortal realm.
As for the senior brother, that is not the proper peak of heaven and man can't run! The jade-faced little Langjun of Yunshang City, the noble son of Fuyao Prefecture is not a waste of fame.
I especially remember that one year, the senior brother was scarred and was chased by a female sword fairy from the Earth Immortal Realm and fled to Cloud City. After having to come forward in person, Qi Lianshan originally planned to bow his head and make amends with the female sword immortal, who let his own disciple provoke others.
didn't expect that the female sword fairy was respectful to Qi Lianshan, and she looked like a junior in a salute, which made the cloud mall dumbfounded.
In the end, he just left a sentence "I hope that the seniors will be slightly restrained by Jun Qi, the juniors are a little rude today, and they will come to the door to apologize to the seniors another day", the female sword fairy actually flew away from Yunshang City with some cheeks slightly red. It was a shy appearance of a daughter-in-law who had not passed the door and bumped into her in-laws in advance, but this kind of appearance appeared on the body of a female sword immortal in the Earth Immortal Realm, which really made everyone in Cloud City a little difficult to accept.
Originally, all the disciples thought that the face-damaging master would inevitably be furious, but after Qi Lianshan finished dealing with the sword immortal, he just fell beside the senior disciple with a gloomy face.
The Cloud Upper City Sect Master, who had gray temples but was still magnificent, gently patted his disciple's shoulder, and his tone was full of mixed emotions.
"Jun Qi, you are already at the top of the avenue, and you are not as good as you as a teacher. ”
Later, the elder brother was very close to the brothers, and he had another nickname.
The pinnacle of the avenue.
Whether it is an ordinary woman in the secular market or an ethereal fairy cultivating on the mountain, there is no woman in the world who does not like to listen to such a sweet and obedient word.
Just to understate two sentences, the killing power is simply greater than that of the sword cultivator's natal flying sword, and the female martial artist seems to have been hit by the sword cultivator's flying sword, and her pretty face is flushed. A slender jade hand did not forget to quietly pinch the man's waist underneath as a punishment for his light words.
"Yo, this sister is so handsome, I wonder if I can come to Xiao Wang's boat for a drink?"
In the midst of the beautiful atmosphere between the two, an untimely playful voice sounded.
The two turned their heads to see a huge pleasure boat with extravagant decorations sailing on the side.
The ship is carved with gold and jade, and the paintings are varied. There were two rows of black-armored guards with hanging swords standing along the side, one by one, looking forward to it, and the wind was full of majesty.
A very young man in a brocade robe was holding a woman in thin clothes and heavy makeup in his arms, holding a golden wine bottle in his other hand, and was looking at Shu Jinran in a white dress with a bright smile. Apparently the one who spoke just now.
Behind the young man stood several maids holding gold plates, with melons, fruits, and wines on them, ready for the young man to enjoy.
Beside him, five or six people in Confucian shirts, armor, or brocade clothes also cast their eyes on the small boat with the eyes of the young man. Several people had different expressions on their faces, some were pitying, some were playful, some were contemptuous, and no one spoke, just quietly watching how a pair of young men and women on the boat responded.
Shu Jinran stared at the boy who opened his mouth for a long time, and suddenly let go of his already clenched fist, just turned his head and looked at Zhuo Yuming with a smile. A weak woman with lowered eyebrows and eyes, as if she was handing over the power of life and death to the man beside her.
Zhuo Yuming met her eyes, and he didn't know what she was thinking.
At the moment, he scratched his nose and looked at the young boy brother who was either a wealthy lord or a princess of Huang Zi, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
In the moonlight, a touch of blue light lit up.
As the cyan light flickered, the luxurious pleasure boat that the noble son had erected cracked through it and broke into two. The people on board panicked and screamed.