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Qin Huaihe, who had gradually returned to peace after experiencing the hustle and bustle, suddenly woke up again after the song "Flowers in the Backyard" was sung euphemistically.

This city that never sleeps, which has always been known for its pompousness, has never been explored into its deep connotation, and it is obvious that the Qinhuai River was originally a different scene twenty years ago, and perhaps the disaster of the great merchants of the year will make the Qinhuai River become such an exaggerated scene now.

Even if this ancient city has a history, the people living in Qinhuai don't have the energy to explore, isn't this a kind of sadness?

The current group of literati with lupine scarves are just a group of rich people in disguise, probably the sons of some county guards, or the heirs of those consortium families.

They all abandoned the beautifully decorated boats and chose the more modest canopy boats in a low-key manner.

Dozens of small boats are floating above Qinhuai, which is even more unique.

At the head of some small boats, there are children holding feather fans, in front of them is copper and aluminum incense burning charcoal to cook wine, every time the child instigates the banana fan in his hand, the furnace fire will flash and become scarlet, and gradually begin to appear The stove that begins to boil is also the smoke of the cigarette rises, and the aroma of wine is wafting on the entire Qinhuai River, with the rising sun of the rising sun, and on the narrow edge of the side of the boat, most of them will sit one or two sons and brothers who are not very vulgar in their clothes.

"It's just a boring person who wants to chant poems here to sell sour to win the favor of the women upstairs, most of these people don't have any real level, and the poems they recite are looking for someone to catch a knife and ghostwrite, and some are too lazy to trouble people, and they buy it directly from the street clerk, saying that it is an elegant thing, nothing more than vassal elegance and self-entertainment, but these people will all take advantage of the excitement and return with a bad mood, but so time has passed, and even the literati who came to chant poetry have changed a large number, and still no one can successfully meet the Shang Hou。 ”

In this regard, She Taohua has always scoffed, on the Qinhuai River, countless princes and nobles want to kiss Fangze with the woman upstairs, how can it be a poem that is forced together for the sake of gorgeous rhetoric?

Jiang Yangsheng couldn't help but touch his nose, obviously a little weak-hearted, a few years ago, he didn't often do these things that cost money to buy poems, and a flower is hundreds of thousands of taels, and the poems he bought were not solemnly recited in front of those beautiful Oiran sisters in the Qinglou, and then he was thrown away as a ball of waste paper, Jiang Yangsheng thought about it, he was no different from these vassal and elegant people before.

Even if they can't take a look at the face of the merchant queen, even if they recite aloud the poems they have made before the 'ninety-ninth floor', they can also regard this matter as a very good conversation when fox friends and dog friends are far apart.

"I don't think so. ”

Jiang Yangsheng stared at the awning boats that were shuttling on the river in an orderly manner but the hull swayed from side to side, and the small awning boats swayed and crossed vertically and horizontally, as if they were in the fields, but these rich and noble sons who were mostly dressed in fox fur and mink fur had to support the boat alone in order to show their cultural atmosphere, although they thought they were leading a generation of coquettishness, but they didn't know that this kind of ugly behavior made people disgusted.

Thinking about it, these literati are also quite desperate in order to take a look at the face of the Shang Queen.

At least some of those who can't row have also learned to row, although the skills have not yet been fully mastered, it can be seen that it is also a technical job for these literati to come out and play with Fengyue without reading.

Just as Jiang Yangsheng carefully looked at the surrounding boats, a canopy boat approached them, and Jiang Yangsheng, one of the two people standing at the bow of the boat, recognized it at a glance.

It was the Dongmen Zenyi who met tonight on Chen Butterfly's painting boat.

Jiang Yangsheng's brows wrinkled unconsciously, why did he meet him three times in one day, could it be that he did it deliberately?

This made Jiang Yangsheng have to think about it solemnly.

Because Dongmen Chanyi is the only person Jiang Yangsheng knows who makes him unable to figure it out, this son of the Dongmen family on the Qinhuai River seems to be very unsimple, although he always gives people a feeling of being honest with each other, but in the dark Jiang Yangsheng always feels that there is something hidden on this east gate, and he doesn't want to show it to the public.

"Brother Jiang, I didn't expect to meet again so soon. ”

Jiang Yangsheng smiled silently.

"Brother Dongmen is really elegant, and he will be boating on Qin Huai in the early hours of the morning. ”

The boat gradually approached the shore under the stroke of the East Gate Zen Yi, and there were two people on the small boat, one of them was a scholar dressed a little shabby, the scholar held a very ordinary brush in his hand, and the other hand was a stack of rice paper, standing behind the East Gate Zen Yi.

"It turns out that the Peach Blossom Girl is also here. ”

As soon as the boat landed, Dongmen Chanyi returned to She Taohua beside Jiang Yangsheng, and greeted him with a smile.

"This brother is called Wu Tai, a painter who has just made friends on the riverside. ”

Dongmen Zenichi introduced with a smile.

Jiang Yangsheng also smiled.

She Taohua was not particularly disgusted with Dongmen Chanyi, so she smiled and nodded, at least on the surface, Dongmen was much more polite than those pampered and arrogant Qin Huai Dajuni.

"Brother Dongmen is boating on Qinhuai so early, is there something good?"

Jiang Yangsheng asked knowingly.

"Didn't Miss She mention it to Brother Jiang?"

Jiang Yangsheng shook his head.

"Brother Jiang, ~~~~~ you listen?"

Dongmen Zenyi stretched out a finger and pointed to the towering 'Ninety-Nine Floor' behind him.

"Can Brother Jiang hear that tune?"

Jiang Yangsheng nodded and said, "I heard this song just now, it's ethereal and extraordinary, and it's not an exaggeration to call it heavenly." ”

"Haha, that's it, this song should only exist in the sky, it's rare to hear it in the world, does Brother Jiang know who is singing behind this song?"

"Since this ethereal voice came from the 'Ninety-Nine Floor', the person singing the tune must be one of the three beauties of Qin Huai. Just now walking on the riverside Peach Blossom mentioned to me that the name of this song is called "Flowers in the Garden", and I vaguely heard that there is a very subtle sentence in this lyrics, that is, this sentence "The merchant girl does not know the hatred of the country, and she still sings "The Flower of the Garden" across the river. ”

"Yes, Brother Jiang is right, the world says that you can know the true meaning of 'Golden House, Yan Ruyu' when you climb the Tongque Tower in the capital; you can understand what it means to 'dare not speak loudly, afraid of the people in the sky'; Climb the 'Ninety-ninth Floor' of the Qinhuai River to be able to truly understand what it means to 'rely on the sky and the sea to see countless flowers, flowing water and high mountains', 'Ninety-nine Floor' is really the most dazzling place of the Qinhuai River, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is drunk and forget to return to heaven and earth. People in the world know a sentence, it is difficult to have 'ninety-nine floors in the south, there is Gyeonggi Tongjak Terrace in the north', Tongquetai is the place where the golden house of the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the previous generation is hidden, it is rumored that there are countless beauties in Tongquetai, and there are good things to comment on the world's beauties There are fifty, so they make a 'beauty spectrum', this beauty spectrum on the calligraphy and painting of the world's beauties fifty, and Tongque Taizhong is living in as many as thirteen, and the Shang Hou is located in the 'beauty spectrum' on the list of eyes, which shows the gold content of this beauty spectrum. ”

There are three famous prostitutes on the ninety-ninth floor of the Qinhuai River, and these three are the mainstays of the entire Qinhuai River.

Three well-known Oiran!

The beauty of the big businessmen is incredible, the exotic style of She Youji is unique, the little flower is as soft as a boneless, and the three women who have made countless people reverie for half their lives live in the 'ninety-nine floor' on the bank of the Qinhuai River.

"Although boating on the Qinhuai River early in the morning is undoubtedly a vulgar thing, it is also a great blessing to be able to hear the Shang Hou singing voice. Why don't you get on the boat and have a fun together. ”

Jiang Yangsheng just wanted to refuse, but he couldn't find any reason to prevaricate for a while, so he could only give up and walk on the canopy boat with She Taohua.

There were four people sitting in the small canopy boat, Dongmen Zenyi was holding the boat at the bow of the boat, and the shabby painter called Wutai was sitting at the end, and She Taohua was bored and stretched out a pair of bare feet to stretch out under the river to play in the water.

"I also met Brother Wu Tai, who is a painter and has been painting in Qinhuai River for a generation. ”

Jiang Yangsheng nodded, and looked at the eyes of Dongmen Chanyi, only to see Wu Tai, who was dressed very shabby and looked very shabby, with his back to everyone and staring at the river at the stern of the boat.

As if feeling Jiang Yangsheng's gaze, Wu Tai turned his head and smiled at Jiang Yangsheng.

"Of course, Brother Jiang, don't get me wrong, neither of us is going to see the Empress Shang's face, it's just that Brother Wu Tai wants to catch the exam and paint for others to raise money for himself. ”

Jiang Yangsheng smiled and signaled to Dongmen Zenyi that he had not misunderstood.

"Brother Jiang, Wu Tai's painting is very good, otherwise you will let him paint a portrait, and it will be a good business. ”

Dongmen Zenyi said with great interest.

And Wu Tai on the side heard these words, and a pair of depressed eyes suddenly glowed.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, the only way for the poor scholars to get rid of the poor fate that plagued them was to take the official career, of course, except for Beilai, who was a 'poor soldier', most of the students as long as they could be beheaded in the imperial examination, and then enter the officialdom with a little caution, they would definitely ask for the status quo of poverty, but it is a pity that this road is extremely difficult compared to the carp jumping over the dragon gate, not to mention that there are not many wild carp to the road.

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