It's not love the dust,

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Flowers fall and bloom from time,

The total Lai Dong monarch.

If you go, you must go,

How do you live?

Wait until the mountain flowers are full of heads,

Don't ask where the slave is.

A painting boat sails into Taihu Lake, and whenever the sunset shines, the ethereal singing and empty piano sound are transmitted into Huzhou City.

The people of Huzhou are still shrouded in the fear of monsters eating people, and the gentlemen in the city are all excited. A news spread wildly among them, "Yan Youfang, a famous prostitute in Jinling, has come to Taihu Lake!" One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

Yan Youfang's original name was Zhou Rui, and she was the only daughter of the Zhou family, a big merchant in Jinling. Mrs. Zhou is not good at business, and she is not ladylike, so she hired a black-hearted shopkeeper to take care of the business. This shopkeeper falsified accounts and filled his pockets, and in just two years, he completely eroded the huge foundation of the Zhou family, and instead owed a lot of debts. Mrs. Zhou hanged herself in a fit of rage, leaving Zhou Rui, who was thirteen or fourteen years old, with a debt on her back.

Zhou Rui had a strong temperament, sold himself to the Qinglou of Qinhuai River, and changed his name to Yan Youfang to repay his debts with a smile.

Because Yan Youfang is good at playing the piano, playing chess, singing and dancing, his words are more semantic and fresh, especially the man with eyebrows, and soon became famous in the Qinhuai River. Talented people from all over the world rushed to Jinling to deliver poems, and the gentlemen spent a lot of money just to see her and listen to a piano song.

However, in half a year, Yan Youfang became the leader of the Jinling fireworks, and the dignitaries and princes and sons of the princes vied for it. It is said that in order to beg her for a word, the Jinling city guard specially ordered the yamen to retry the case of the Zhou family being deceived and sent the black-hearted shopkeeper to prison.

Although the revenge was avenged and Wanguan's family wealth was recovered, Yan Youfang was already a lowly citizen. She has a strong temperament, so she bought a painting boat and wandered between the three mountains and five mountains, and met friends with poetry and music everywhere, becoming a strange woman in the Han Dynasty, it is said that even the emperor Liu Xiu had heard of Yan Youfang's deeds, and once said in court "I don't see Yan Sijue, I regret it", which made Yan Youfang's reputation even louder.

The song "Fortune Operator" that came out of Taihu Lake was made by Yan Youfang when she first debuted, expressing the voice of thousands of dusty women, leading the fashion of Qinglou for a while, and many celebrities were willing to avoid her because of this song.

In the "Yuejun Building" in Huzhou City, two robes sit opposite each other, one is dressed in white and wins snow, holding a folding fan, and the book on the fan is Yan Youfang's "fortune operator", and the other is wearing a green coat and playing with a jade Ruyi in his hand.

The man in Tsing Yi raised his glass and said: "Brother Zhezhong has always admired Fairy Yan, why didn't she come to Taihu Lake instead of visiting?"

The man in white shook his fan lightly and said, "I, Shen Zhezhong, naturally won't miss the opportunity to meet Fairy Yan, but I had to "fast" for three days before to be considered a sudden beauty. ”

The man in Tsing Yi said disdainfully in his heart: "Your eldest son Shen is mixed in the Qinglou Chu Pavilion every day, and the so-called fasting is just not going to the Qinglou!" said in his mouth: "I heard that the second child of Captain Li's family went to visit Yan Youfang yesterday, and went out early today. ”

Shen Zhezhong didn't care and said: "Yan Youfang has traveled all over the three mountains and five mountains, what kind of man has not seen it? Li Shi will definitely return in vain." ”

The man in Tsing Yi smiled slightly, but he no longer spoke, his father and Li Shi's father were both lieutenants, and they were both subordinates of Huzhou General Shen Kuo, and Shen Zhezhong was Shen Kuo's only son. Today he has planted the cause, and in the coming day it will sprout in the center of Shen and Zhejiang, and bear fruit that satisfies him.

Yan Youfang's painting boat in Taihu Lake floats with the waves, and there is a sailor building boat on the side of the painting boat. A grim-faced man stood at the bow of the sailor's ship, directing the soldiers to drive away all the rest of the ships that tried to get close to the boat.

This man is Li Shi, the second son of the captain of Huzhou, he was shocked when he saw Yan Youfang yesterday, if it weren't for the stern warning of his father who was the captain, he would have used force to snatch Yan Youfang into the house.

Although Li Shi took every precaution, he didn't expect that at this time, there was a man sitting opposite Yan Youfang and drinking fragrant tea, otherwise he would have commanded the navy to forcibly board the painting boat.

The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes.

Success or failure turns empty.

The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.

On the white-haired fisherman river, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.

A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet.

How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking.

Yan Youfang gently recited this famous "Linjiang Immortal" in her mouth, and her eyes exuded a strange look: "As soon as Brother Zhang Dao's words came out, the world's poems were overshadowed, and Youfang worshipped them. ”

Zhang Muxian smiled bitterly: "I have already said that this "Linjiang Immortal" was not done by Zhang, Miss Yan misunderstood. “

Yan Youfang handed a cup of fragrant tea to Zhang Muxian, and said softly: "Brother Dao has no intention of doing anything in the world, and he doesn't care about some reputation in the world, so he lied that someone else did it." Youfang thinks she is well-read, and the poems that circulate today are also carefully collected, and if this word is done by others, Youfang will definitely hear it. ”

Zhang Muxian said in his heart: "This poem was written by later generations, although you are well-versed in ancient and modern times, you are wrong. ”

Yan Youfang saw that Zhang Muxian was silent, thinking that he had acquiesced, and sighed: "The world is vying for fame and fortune, only the Taoist is beyond the mortal, like an immortal falling into the world, can write such a sentence without the smell of fireworks." ”

Zhang Muxian said in his heart: "I'm afraid this matter will get darker and darker." He changed the topic and said: "I didn't expect Miss Yan to be so famous, and I am afraid that the news of the girl's coming to Huzhou has already been heard in the streets." ”

Yan Youfang's expression darkened, like a flower losing its color, "If possible, Youfang would rather not have this kind of reputation, dress and hairpin, and live in seclusion in the mountains." ”

When the mountain flowers are full of heads, don't ask where the slave returns.

Zhang Muxian was able to taste the yearning for ordinary life from her singing, and when she saw her sad at this time, she comforted: "There is no distinction between high and low people's professions, girls don't have to be arrogant, if they are put in thousands of years, a good woman like you who comes out of the sludge and is not stained will definitely be sought after by thousands of people and become a superstar?"

Yan Youfang was stunned and sighed: "Out of the sludge without staining? If Brother Dao is willing to stand up and write a few poems, he will be sought after by tens of thousands of people! What is a superstar?"

Zhang Muxian explained: "A star is a person who is as famous as a girl, who is sought after by thousands of people like stars in the sky, and has a higher status than the emperor in some countries!"

Yan Youfang couldn't help but be fascinated leisurely: "Will this be the case in thousands of years? Is there such a beautiful era? I really want to see what it looks like!"

Zhang Muxian naturally thought of the market economy and society in the later generations, and everything was centered on money, and he said in his heart: "If you go to such a materialistic society, you may be very disappointed." ”

For a moment, both of them fell into their own memories, and the painting boat suddenly fell silent.