Qianqi Lake

In the evening, the ox carts arrive at the shore one by one, and then sent by the boat to the lake painting boat, come and go, very lively, the breeze rolls the fragrance of flowers in the face, all are well-dressed readers, many of them show their intoxication.

"The night scene of a thousand chess pieces has started since then. ”

Often, at this time, the captain of the small boat can get a lot of rewards in one night, although they are lowly and have very poisonous eyes, they can distinguish which ones are the scholars with swollen faces and fat people, and which ones are the sons of good births, even if they are dressed deliberately to conceal their identity, they can also see one or two.

No, Wang Lao Er just took his eldest son to row a boat to send two lifters on the boat, passing by was an old acquaintance who was doing this business, and he caught a glimpse of the old thing carrying a young man on the boat, looking at the clothes, looking at the folding fan, and immediately understood that it was a son.

"It's not those old people who only eat tofu and vegetables. ”

Although the lifting people are not poor, but leaving their hometown to arrive in Beijing, the capital is not easy, and it costs a lot, and many people dare not waste it, and this person is obviously not, a rich man.

I also knew that there might be a reward for a while, and Wang Lao Er was a little envious.

"Dog stuff, and he got a high roller again...... Huh!"

Just thinking about it, Wang Lao Er suddenly raised his head and stared, the words stopped, and the surprise in his eyes swelled, it turned out to be a little bird shadow flying, and in a blink of an eye, it was a gray pigeon, but the volume was more than double that of an ordinary pigeon.

"Grey dove. Wang Lao Er muttered, took it quietly, took a note at his feet, and opened it to see that there were only a few words.

"Go back, let's go to the shore and wait for someone. Wang Lao Er immediately said, saying that he threw a small fish over, and the gray pigeon bit it and swallowed it immediately.

Then it spread its wings and flew up, and it was not afraid that there would be many harrier eagles in the capital, and it would disappear in a blink of an eye.

"Daddy, there's an errand up there?" asked the eldest son in a low voice.

"Not bad. Wang Lao Er kept silent, and when the boat arrived at the shore, he looked around, and he didn't wait for much time, and when his eyes turned, Wang Lao Er's eyes lit up.

Three people came up on the embankment, in front of them were two literati, one was wearing a lifting costume, and in his hand was a sandalwood folding fan with a Han jade pendant!

Holding an umbrella for young people is a middle-aged man, with a bookish face, at least a showman, followed by a handsome man, who looks not like a scholar, but more like a kung fu entourage.

This is not only rich, but also powerful, and it seems to be the goal.

Wang Laoer's eyes fell on the young man in front of him again, even if he was a big boss, he still felt that he was trimming his eyebrows, and secretly thought: "The woman in the painting boat has seen it, and she is afraid that she is willing to stick it upside down." ”

Wang Lao Er looked at it, and the three of them had already arrived, and they hurriedly greeted the three of them, and smiled: "Childe, are you going to attend the cultural meeting?"

"Exactly. Su Ziji, who was asked by Wang Laoer, glanced at several painting boats in the middle of the lake and said, "You still have to bother to drive us over." ”

"Ouch, childe, the villain can't afford to be tired, this is what the villain should do, please get on the boat." Wang Lao Er hurriedly bowed and said.

These boats are already related to the painting boat in Qianqi Lake, even if they don't raise a reward, as long as they carry passengers and pull sheep, they will give silver money at the end of the day.

The boat can accommodate five or six people, except for the father and son of the boat, it can just accommodate three people from Su Ziji, all three of them are aware of water, and they are naturally not afraid of capsizing, but even so, Bo Yan and Yedao people have no intention of looking at the surrounding scenery, and they are a little vigilant, standing around Su Ziji.

Wang Lao Er looked at Yirin, and immediately signaled to his son: "Be careful, it's a nobleman." ”

Su Ziji stood at the bow of the boat, at this time the slightest rain fell, in this weather, not only is not cool, but the cool silk is very useful on the face, at this time the sun is setting, the night is getting deeper, and the boats have been lit with watermelon lanterns, slowly sailing in the breeze and drizzle.

Not far away is the lotus, although it is not clear during the day, but whether it is the embankment or the painting boat on the lake, there are lanterns hung, the drizzle is obliquely down, and it is only slightly wet and the hair is wet, so as not to affect the scenery of people, and even look at it in the painting boat, such a light rain night scene, it is more provoking Lingsi.

A clear shade covered with green moss, and the boat outside the crystal curtain opened.

The west wind blew the hibiscus dew, and only the autumn fragrance sat down.

A gentle singing voice, floating on the misty lake, can still listen to the laughter inside, Su Ziji stood on the bow of the boat, the evening breeze swept the hem of his clothes, and the tide of thought fluctuated.

"The so-called glamorous sound, that's it, it's really a prosperous scene. ”

If it is an ordinary official, maybe he still thinks that "the merchant girl does not know the hatred of the country, and she still sings the flower of the backyard across the river", but Su Zi's way of politics is level 16, and he naturally knows that most of the country's decline and failure are related to the system, and the small half lies in the king, so what does it have to do with the merchant girl?

The merchant girl sings, the dancer spins, it is her duty, it is her way to make a living, why do you need to ask?

"It's just that this country is picturesque, who is the master of ups and downs?"

"It depends on Wenxin's ability to carve dragons. ”

Su Ziji was thoughtful, passing by the painting boat, the smallest cabin can accommodate dozens of people, the large three floors, the sound of singing and piano, constantly coming from the painting boat.

Qianqi Lake Cultural Meeting, held on the largest painting boat, close to the close, you can see the three-story painting boat carved beams and columns, not to mention, there is a corridor around the painting boat, you can look at it by the railing.

The carved hollow wooden windows, some of them are pushed open, some are half-opened, and the sound of the piano comes from inside, for example, after a few painting boats, it is more luxurious, and this song is also coming out here, which shows that even if it is the same singer, the singer invited here is also more advanced.

"Childe, it's here. Wang Lao Er rowed the boat to the side of the painting boat, with its own ladder, and the three of them went up the stairs, and the people inside had already greeted them: "Three, please come inside." ”

There is no need for Su Ziji to command, the wild Taoist people threw a small piece of broken silver to Wang Lao Er, and the three of them got on the painting boat, and saw Wang Lao Er take it, and when Su Ziji went in, he made a sign language.

When the greeting guy saw it, his eyes lit up, and he shouted loudly: "The VIP is here, everyone is waiting for you!"

This shout was a little loud, but there was no problem with the content, and the wild Taoist glanced back and smiled: "The painting boat is really enthusiastic." ”

Just said, I found that there were a lot of people inside, when Su Ziji looked at it, dozens of people were sitting downstairs, groups of three or five, all of them were lifting people, there were not many talents, some were already drunk, and some were writing poems.

There is no singer on the ground floor, but there are on the second and third floors, whether it is up or down, it is all self-convenient, and no one stops it.

The difference is that the ground floor can allow people who don't know each other to chat and chat, and the second and third floors can make it convenient for some familiar people to discuss.

Su Ziji and the three of them went in, and their identities were just droplets falling into the sea, but they had outstanding temperament and attracted people's attention, but everyone was just having fun, just at a glance.

The wild Daoist was still vigilant, looked around, and whispered: "Childe, I'll go around first." ”

Su Ziji nodded, and the wild Daoist walked away.

Bo Yan has been following Su Ziji, almost not leaving an inch, because many people have brought an entourage this time, and it is also not a noticeable thing for Su Ziji to follow Bo Yan.