Chapter 188
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He came out with a thousand calls, and half covered his face with the lute.
When Bai Juyi wrote this sentence at that time, he did not know whether there was any insinuation in his heart about Pipa girl's affectation?
Does Xu Qi'an feel that the lady Huakui, who is called Hongxiu, is very artificial or thinks highly of herself? The second half of the tea party was late. With a gentle smile, he held his glass and said, "I'm not feeling well. I've had a rest for a while. Don't blame the masters."
Drink a glass of wine as a gift, there is no performance.
However, there are also dutiful officials who play the role of drinking orders. Well, all the gongs were there. It was definitely not Yaling, but rowing and dice.
The smile on the face is too professional... The waist has been standing upright, and the body is slightly stiff, which shows that it has not really integrated into the atmosphere... It is taboo to have physical contact with drinkers. I touched my little hand just now, but I was disgusted in my eyes...
conclusion: I despise martial arts.
Xu Qian likes to observe people's Micro expressions and micro movements. Because these details are a certain degree of inner refraction.
This is the occupational disease that he left behind.
The performance of the girl with red sleeves reminds Xu Qian of the first time he met Huakui, who was famous for his teaching place Siyan on that day.
But Fuxiang's professional ethics is higher, and it is not so spicy. This red sleeve is a little naked.
Of course, Fuxiang is the chief of Jiaofang department in Beijing. Where is the capital? The gathering of high-ranking officials and dignitaries can not be compared with Yuzhou.
In addition to professional ethics, in terms of appearance, Hongxiu is naturally extremely beautiful, with the gentle and delicate temperament of Jiangnan women.
Always speaking with "ah" "it" and other ending, soft rururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururu.
"Let's play a song for some masters." She said with a gentle smile.
"The zither skill of lady Hongxiu is unique in Yuzhou Jiaofang department. When we come to Yuzhou Jiaofang department, we must listen to the zither of lady Hongxiu." The official of the water transport yamen immediately boasted.
It's like introducing local products to distinguished guests from afar.
After playing a tune, the official of the water transport yamen lifted his glass with a smile: "how about some adults?"
Song Tingfeng is a veteran. He raises his glass and takes over the topic: "for example, the Fuxiang Huakui of the Jiaofang department in the capital, it's no less to let him go."
Xu qixiang'an's pure preference is not an objective evaluation.
Fuxiang's piano skill is as excellent as her oral skill.
"Is it the Fuxiang Huakui with" thin shadow, clear water, dark fragrance floating at dusk " The eyes of the officials of the water transport yamen were bright.
There is a long way between Yuzhou and the capital, but it has been a long time since the poem was born. Letters between scholars spread it to scholars in various states.
These two poems are widely spread, and their popularity is higher than that of "don't worry about the way ahead without confidants, who in the world doesn't know the king".
"Exactly." The Song Dynasty is a popular custom.
"It's said that lady Fuxiang is the first-class beauty in the world." The official of water transport yamen asked expectantly.
This is the filter of fame. Fuxiang is the most famous prostitute in Beijing. With such a halo on her head, she is a goddess in the eyes of men who are keen on romantic places.
Red sleeve lady smile slightly stiff, some unhappy.
In her yard, she was so fond of talking about a magnate in the same industry that she felt she didn't have much face.
Song Tingfeng didn't seem to notice the displeasure of lady Hongxiu. He laughed strangely twice and pointed to Xu Qian and said, "I'm going to ask him."
Xu Qian light way: "OK, in the beauty I have seen, can row into the top five."
When he said this, a beautiful woman flashed in his mind: aunt, Lingyue, Huaiqing, Lin'an, Guoshi, Chu Caiwei...
is it true?
They couldn't help looking at Xu Qi'an.
"It's funny, my Lord." The official of water transport yamen said with a smile.
"It's not a joke," the silent Zhu Guangxiao said, explaining to his colleagues, "Fu Xiang is his friend."
... the officials of the water transport yamen almost didn't crack their faces. They managed their faces so hard that they didn't laugh.
Is Fuxiang his best friend? The first prostitute in the capital, will you take a fancy to such a vulgar warrior?
Why don't you say that the princess is your friend? Why don't you say that the mysterious woman national teacher is your friend.
However, boasting on the wine market belongs to jicao, and the officials from the water transport yamen who came to accompany the wine were disdained and still laughed on the surface.
Vulgar man... The disdain in the eyes of red sleeve flower Kui has not been covered up, but she is very good to drink, did not let other people see.
She didn't like Wufu at all. She didn't know how to pity Xiangyu at all. She was rude in speaking and doing things. She was not like a scholar. She was gentle and polite. She wrote poems and was polite to the women in the Department.
"I didn't expect you to have such a relationship with Fu Xiang. I don't know your name?" Red sleeve half serious half sarcastic said.The officials of the water transport yamen gave her a look of reproach and hastily lifted the glass: "drink and drink."
This topic has passed, song Tingfeng said with a smile: "Ningyan, fortunately, the leader did not go to Yunzhou with us, otherwise he would not agree that we would come to Jiaofang to have fun."
Xu Qi'an said: "this is not for pleasure, this is for pleasure. Next time the leader asks, you can answer him like this."
Ning Yan, this should be his word... Red sleeve looked at Xu Qi'an.
The tea party is over.
Red sleeve flower Kui leaves the table ahead of time, then, there is no sound.
She didn't leave the guest for tea, which means she didn't like the watchman.
"I don't appreciate it!" Said one of the watchmen.
The officials of the water transport yamen were embarrassed and annoyed, not at the watchmen, but at Hongxiu.
But the Department of Jiaofang doesn't belong to the water transport Yamen. As one of the six Huakui of the Department of Jiaofang in Yuzhou, Hongxiu doesn't need to look at the face of the water transport Yamen.
Song Tingfeng didn't care much about waving his hand: "no harm, no harm, then we'll go on to the next one?"
Xu Qi'an agreed with the practice of the old song dynasty. He insisted that the abalone he ate was not fresh, and the fruit he forced was not sweet.
The party left the yard, song Tingfeng turned to the river, and then the night cover, they stand on the bank to solve the bladder expansion.
Song Tingfeng: 8 = = d
ZHU Guangxiao: 8 = = d
Xu Qian: 8 = = = d
...
in the charcoal burning bedroom, Hong Xiu took a sip of Jiejiu tea, sat in front of the dresser and asked the maid who pushed the door to knead her shoulder.
"Lady, they're gone." The servant girl said with a light smile: "it's said that Fuxiang, the first prostitute in the capital, is his best friend. Even Nu Nu can see that she's talking big."
Red sleeve pie pie pie mouth, light way: "Wu Fu is such, vulgar unbearable."
After a short rest, a servant girl knocked on the door and said: "lady, Mr. Wei is taking his classmates to make a reservation."
Red tea a listen, face suddenly bright up, happy Zizi way: "to the childe on wine, let them wait a moment."
Finish saying, hasten servant girl: "serve me to change clothes quickly, take that most beautiful gold to weave Luo skirt."
Mr. Wei is the nephew of Yuzhou Prefecture magistrate. He is a scholar who is full of poetry and books. He has a good appearance and is gentle.
After changing into a beautiful Luo skirt, wearing a jade hairpin and Jin Buyao, red sleeves came to the wine room in full dress, Ying Ying saluted: "red sleeves have seen several CHILDES."
She naturally sat beside the white robed Prince Wei, a young scholar, guiding the country and writing passionately. This is the environment she likes.
At this time, I envy the first prostitute I have never met.
This is how lucky to meet a talented student, and get his poems, immortal.
"Just now there are some adults in the capital. They seem to be watchmen," Fu Xiang said with a smile as he poured wine for Mr. Wei and talked about it:
"someone said that Fu Xiang Huakui in the capital was his best friend."
The readers in the audience laughed, "this is really interesting. How can lady Fuxiang take a fancy to the vulgar Wufu?"
"Brother Wei went to the capital half a month ago. Did you see the elegant demeanor of Fuxiang Huakui?"
"I'm ashamed. I've been to Chawei three times, and I've only seen Fuxiang Huakui once." Mr. Wei, who is in white robe, shows his obsession:
"the dark fragrance floats in the evening of the moon... A person is as beautiful as his name."
A young man immediately asked, "is there a friend in Fuxiang Huakui?"
Every day, Wei Fangzi came to the tea table to chat with the guests, and he said, "when I met the guests at the tea table, I couldn't help talking.
Well, there's a person called Xiaoying in and out of Meige. It is said that this man is Fu Xiang's best friend. "
In the presence of the childe brothers heart: "that song" fragrance floating on the dusk "as a poet?"
Mr. Wei sighed: "who else is there besides him?"
After a pause, he looked around the crowd and said in a secret sharing tone: "this person is very special. This poem is widely spread, and it is well known to all scholars. But why is the poet not well-known or even talked about. Aren't you surprised? "
This aroused people's curiosity, and they all guessed: "identity sensitive, can't talk with people?"
She is the most curious about the poet's identity. That is a talent who can transform the woman of Jiaofang department.
After a moment of discussion, Mr. Wei pressed his hand, and the scene became quiet.
He shook his head and said, "because the real identity of that man is a watchman, not a scholar."
"How could that be?" The crowd was shocked, and suddenly it came to light.
No wonder the scholars didn't publicize the poet's identity at all. They tacitly chose to forget that he was a watchman instead of a scholar.Watchman... The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention, the tea a heart, sank down suddenly.
She opened her mouth and said in an astringent voice, "what's her name?"
Prince Wei looked at the beauty and said, "Xu Qi'an, the word Ning banquet."
Bang dang... The glass fell on the table, then slipped to the ground and broke.
Everyone looked at the tea, the beauty face white, eyes dull, like a lifeless paper flower.
Is at a loss, tea suddenly to the table a prone, sad pain up, crying pear with rain, crying heartbroken, the body Susu tremble.
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He came out with a thousand calls, and half covered his face with the lute.
When Bai Juyi wrote this sentence at that time, he did not know whether there was any insinuation in his heart about Pipa girl's affectation?
Does Xu Qi'an feel that the lady Huakui, who is called Hongxiu, is very artificial or thinks highly of herself? The second half of the tea party was late. With a gentle smile, he held his glass and said, "I'm not feeling well. I've had a rest for a while. Don't blame the masters."
Drink a glass of wine as a gift, there is no performance.
However, there are also dutiful officials who play the role of drinking orders. Well, all the gongs were there. It was definitely not Yaling, but rowing and dice.
The smile on the face is too professional... The waist has been standing upright, and the body is slightly stiff, which shows that it has not really integrated into the atmosphere... It is taboo to have physical contact with drinkers. I touched my little hand just now, but I was disgusted in my eyes...
conclusion: I despise martial arts.
Xu Qian likes to observe people's Micro expressions and micro movements. Because these details are a certain degree of inner refraction.
This is the occupational disease that he left behind.
The performance of the girl with red sleeves reminds Xu Qian of the first time he met Huakui, who was famous for his teaching place Siyan on that day.
But Fuxiang's professional ethics is higher, and it is not so spicy. This red sleeve is a little naked.
Of course, Fuxiang is the chief of Jiaofang department in Beijing. Where is the capital? The gathering of high-ranking officials and dignitaries can not be compared with Yuzhou.
In addition to professional ethics, in terms of appearance, Hongxiu is naturally extremely beautiful, with the gentle and delicate temperament of Jiangnan women.
Always speaking with "ah" "it" and other ending, soft rururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururu.
"Let's play a song for some masters." She said with a gentle smile.
"The zither skill of lady Hongxiu is unique in Yuzhou Jiaofang department. When we come to Yuzhou Jiaofang department, we must listen to the zither of lady Hongxiu." The official of the water transport yamen immediately boasted.
It's like introducing local products to distinguished guests from afar.
After playing a tune, the official of the water transport yamen lifted his glass with a smile: "how about some adults?"
Song Tingfeng is a veteran. He raises his glass and takes over the topic: "for example, the Fuxiang Huakui of the Jiaofang department in the capital, it's no less to let him go."
Xu qixiang'an's pure preference is not an objective evaluation.
Fuxiang's piano skill is as excellent as her oral skill.
"Is it the Fuxiang Huakui with" thin shadow, clear water, dark fragrance floating at dusk " The eyes of the officials of the water transport yamen were bright.
There is a long way between Yuzhou and the capital, but it has been a long time since the poem was born. Letters between scholars spread it to scholars in various states.
These two poems are widely spread, and their popularity is higher than that of "don't worry about the way ahead without confidants, who in the world doesn't know the king".
"Exactly." The Song Dynasty is a popular custom.
"It's said that lady Fuxiang is the first-class beauty in the world." The official of water transport yamen asked expectantly.
This is the filter of fame. Fuxiang is the most famous prostitute in Beijing. With such a halo on her head, she is a goddess in the eyes of men who are keen on romantic places.
Red sleeve lady smile slightly stiff, some unhappy.
In her yard, she was so fond of talking about a magnate in the same industry that she felt she didn't have much face.
Song Tingfeng didn't seem to notice the displeasure of lady Hongxiu. He laughed strangely twice and pointed to Xu Qian and said, "I'm going to ask him."
Xu Qian light way: "OK, in the beauty I have seen, can row into the top five."
When he said this, a beautiful woman flashed in his mind: aunt, Lingyue, Huaiqing, Lin'an, Guoshi, Chu Caiwei...
is it true?
They couldn't help looking at Xu Qi'an.
"It's funny, my Lord." The official of water transport yamen said with a smile.
"It's not a joke," the silent Zhu Guangxiao said, explaining to his colleagues, "Fu Xiang is his friend."
... the officials of the water transport yamen almost didn't crack their faces. They managed their faces so hard that they didn't laugh.
Is Fuxiang his best friend? The first prostitute in the capital, will you take a fancy to such a vulgar warrior?
Why don't you say that the princess is your friend? Why don't you say that the mysterious woman national teacher is your friend.
However, boasting on the wine market belongs to jicao, and the officials from the water transport yamen who came to accompany the wine were disdained and still laughed on the surface.
Vulgar man... The disdain in the eyes of red sleeve flower Kui has not been covered up, but she is very good to drink, did not let other people see.
She didn't like Wufu at all. She didn't know how to pity Xiangyu at all. She was rude in speaking and doing things. She was not like a scholar. She was gentle and polite. She wrote poems and was polite to the women in the Department.
"I didn't expect you to have such a relationship with Fu Xiang. I don't know your name?" Red sleeve half serious half sarcastic said.The officials of the water transport yamen gave her a look of reproach and hastily lifted the glass: "drink and drink."
This topic has passed, song Tingfeng said with a smile: "Ningyan, fortunately, the leader did not go to Yunzhou with us, otherwise he would not agree that we would come to Jiaofang to have fun."
Xu Qi'an said: "this is not for pleasure, this is for pleasure. Next time the leader asks, you can answer him like this."
Ning Yan, this should be his word... Red sleeve looked at Xu Qi'an.
The tea party is over.
Red sleeve flower Kui leaves the table ahead of time, then, there is no sound.
She didn't leave the guest for tea, which means she didn't like the watchman.
"I don't appreciate it!" Said one of the watchmen.
The officials of the water transport yamen were embarrassed and annoyed, not at the watchmen, but at Hongxiu.
But the Department of Jiaofang doesn't belong to the water transport Yamen. As one of the six Huakui of the Department of Jiaofang in Yuzhou, Hongxiu doesn't need to look at the face of the water transport Yamen.
Song Tingfeng didn't care much about waving his hand: "no harm, no harm, then we'll go on to the next one?"
Xu Qi'an agreed with the practice of the old song dynasty. He insisted that the abalone he ate was not fresh, and the fruit he forced was not sweet.
The party left the yard, song Tingfeng turned to the river, and then the night cover, they stand on the bank to solve the bladder expansion.
Song Tingfeng: 8 = = d
ZHU Guangxiao: 8 = = d
Xu Qian: 8 = = = d
...
in the charcoal burning bedroom, Hong Xiu took a sip of Jiejiu tea, sat in front of the dresser and asked the maid who pushed the door to knead her shoulder.
"Lady, they're gone." The servant girl said with a light smile: "it's said that Fuxiang, the first prostitute in the capital, is his best friend. Even Nu Nu can see that she's talking big."
Red sleeve pie pie pie mouth, light way: "Wu Fu is such, vulgar unbearable."
After a short rest, a servant girl knocked on the door and said: "lady, Mr. Wei is taking his classmates to make a reservation."
Red tea a listen, face suddenly bright up, happy Zizi way: "to the childe on wine, let them wait a moment."
Finish saying, hasten servant girl: "serve me to change clothes quickly, take that most beautiful gold to weave Luo skirt."
Mr. Wei is the nephew of Yuzhou Prefecture magistrate. He is a scholar who is full of poetry and books. He has a good appearance and is gentle.
After changing into a beautiful Luo skirt, wearing a jade hairpin and Jin Buyao, red sleeves came to the wine room in full dress, Ying Ying saluted: "red sleeves have seen several CHILDES."
She naturally sat beside the white robed Prince Wei, a young scholar, guiding the country and writing passionately. This is the environment she likes.
At this time, I envy the first prostitute I have never met.
This is how lucky to meet a talented student, and get his poems, immortal.
"Just now there are some adults in the capital. They seem to be watchmen," Fu Xiang said with a smile as he poured wine for Mr. Wei and talked about it:
"someone said that Fu Xiang Huakui in the capital was his best friend."
The readers in the audience laughed, "this is really interesting. How can lady Fuxiang take a fancy to the vulgar Wufu?"
"Brother Wei went to the capital half a month ago. Did you see the elegant demeanor of Fuxiang Huakui?"
"I'm ashamed. I've been to Chawei three times, and I've only seen Fuxiang Huakui once." Mr. Wei, who is in white robe, shows his obsession:
"the dark fragrance floats in the evening of the moon... A person is as beautiful as his name."
A young man immediately asked, "is there a friend in Fuxiang Huakui?"
Every day, Wei Fangzi came to the tea table to chat with the guests, and he said, "when I met the guests at the tea table, I couldn't help talking.
Well, there's a person called Xiaoying in and out of Meige. It is said that this man is Fu Xiang's best friend. "
In the presence of the childe brothers heart: "that song" fragrance floating on the dusk "as a poet?"
Mr. Wei sighed: "who else is there besides him?"
After a pause, he looked around the crowd and said in a secret sharing tone: "this person is very special. This poem is widely spread, and it is well known to all scholars. But why is the poet not well-known or even talked about. Aren't you surprised? "
This aroused people's curiosity, and they all guessed: "identity sensitive, can't talk with people?"
She is the most curious about the poet's identity. That is a talent who can transform the woman of Jiaofang department.
After a moment of discussion, Mr. Wei pressed his hand, and the scene became quiet.
He shook his head and said, "because the real identity of that man is a watchman, not a scholar."
"How could that be?" The crowd was shocked, and suddenly it came to light.
No wonder the scholars didn't publicize the poet's identity at all. They tacitly chose to forget that he was a watchman instead of a scholar.Watchman... The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention, the tea a heart, sank down suddenly.
She opened her mouth and said in an astringent voice, "what's her name?"
Prince Wei looked at the beauty and said, "Xu Qi'an, the word Ning banquet."
Bang dang... The glass fell on the table, then slipped to the ground and broke.
Everyone looked at the tea, the beauty face white, eyes dull, like a lifeless paper flower.
Is at a loss, tea suddenly to the table a prone, sad pain up, crying pear with rain, crying heartbroken, the body Susu tremble.
PS: I finally got a chapter out. I don't have time to check the wrong words carefully. I'll send it first. Let's help catch the insects.
He came out with a thousand calls, and half covered his face with the lute. When Bai Juyi wrote this sentence at that time, he did not know whether there was any insinuation in his heart about Pipa girl's affectation? Does Xu Qi'an feel that the lady Huakui, who is called Hongxiu, is very artificial or thinks highly of herself? The second half of the tea party was late. With a gentle smile, he held his glass and said, "I'm not feeling well. I've had a rest for a while. Don't blame the masters." Drink a glass of wine as a gift, there is no performance. However, there are also dutiful officials who play the role of drinking orders. Well, all the gongs were there. It was definitely not Yaling, but rowing and dice. The smile on the face is too professional... The waist has been standing upright, and the body is slightly stiff, which shows that it has not really integrated into the atmosphere... It is taboo to have physical contact with drinkers. I touched my little hand just now, but I was disgusted in my eyes... conclusion: I despise martial arts. Xu Qian likes to observe people's Micro expressions and micro movements. Because these details are a certain degree of inner refraction. This is the occupational disease that he left behind. The performance of the girl with red sleeves reminds Xu Qian of the first time he met Huakui, who was famous for his teaching place Siyan on that day. But Fuxiang's professional ethics is higher, and it is not so spicy. This red sleeve is a little naked. Of course, Fuxiang is the chief of Jiaofang department in Beijing. Where is the capital? The gathering of high-ranking officials and dignitaries can not be compared with Yuzhou. In addition to professional ethics, in terms of appearance, Hongxiu is naturally extremely beautiful, with the gentle and delicate temperament of Jiangnan women. Always speaking with "ah" "it" and other ending, soft rururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururururu. "Let's play a song for some masters." She said with a gentle smile. "The zither skill of lady Hongxiu is unique in Yuzhou Jiaofang department. When we come to Yuzhou Jiaofang department, we must listen to the zither of lady Hongxiu." The official of the water transport yamen immediately boasted. It's like introducing local products to distinguished guests from afar. After playing a tune, the official of the water transport yamen lifted his glass with a smile: "how about some adults?" Song Tingfeng is a veteran. He raises his glass and takes over the topic: "for example, the Fuxiang Huakui of the Jiaofang department in the capital, it's no less to let him go." Xu qixiang'an's pure preference is not an objective evaluation. Fuxiang's piano skill is as excellent as her oral skill. "Is it the Fuxiang Huakui with" thin shadow, clear water, dark fragrance floating at dusk " The eyes of the officials of the water transport yamen were bright. There is a long way between Yuzhou and the capital, but it has been a long time since the poem was born. Letters between scholars spread it to scholars in various states. These two poems are widely spread, and their popularity is higher than that of "don't worry about the way ahead without confidants, who in the world doesn't know the king". "Exactly." The Song Dynasty is a popular custom. "It's said that lady Fuxiang is the first-class beauty in the world." The official of water transport yamen asked expectantly. This is the filter of fame. Fuxiang is the most famous prostitute in Beijing. With such a halo on her head, she is a goddess in the eyes of men who are keen on romantic places. Red sleeve lady smile slightly stiff, some unhappy. In her yard, she was so fond of talking about a magnate in the same industry that she felt she didn't have much face. Song Tingfeng didn't seem to notice the displeasure of lady Hongxiu. He laughed strangely twice and pointed to Xu Qian and said, "I'm going to ask him." Xu Qian light way: "OK, in the beauty I have seen, can row into the top five." When he said this, a beautiful woman flashed in his mind: aunt, Lingyue, Huaiqing, Lin'an, Guoshi, Chu Caiwei... is it true? They couldn't help looking at Xu Qi'an. "It's funny, my Lord." The official of water transport yamen said with a smile. "It's not a joke," the silent Zhu Guangxiao said, explaining to his colleagues, "Fu Xiang is his friend." ... the officials of the water transport yamen almost didn't crack their faces. They managed their faces so hard that they didn't laugh. Is Fuxiang his best friend? The first prostitute in the capital, will you take a fancy to such a vulgar warrior? Why don't you say that the princess is your friend? Why don't you say that the mysterious woman national teacher is your friend. However, boasting on the wine market belongs to jicao, and the officials from the water transport yamen who came to accompany the wine were disdained and still laughed on the surface. Vulgar man... The disdain in the eyes of red sleeve flower Kui has not been covered up, but she is very good to drink, did not let other people see. She didn't like Wufu at all. She didn't know how to pity Xiangyu at all. She was rude in speaking and doing things. She was not like a scholar. She was gentle and polite. She wrote poems and was polite to the women in the Department. "I didn't expect you to have such a relationship with Fu Xiang. I don't know your name?" Red sleeve half serious half sarcastic said.The officials of the water transport yamen gave her a look of reproach and hastily lifted the glass: "drink and drink." This topic has passed, song Tingfeng said with a smile: "Ningyan, fortunately, the leader did not go to Yunzhou with us, otherwise he would not agree that we would come to Jiaofang to have fun." Xu Qi'an said: "this is not for pleasure, this is for pleasure. Next time the leader asks, you can answer him like this." Ning Yan, this should be his word... Red sleeve looked at Xu Qi'an. The tea party is over. Red sleeve flower Kui leaves the table ahead of time, then, there is no sound. She didn't leave the guest for tea, which means she didn't like the watchman. "I don't appreciate it!" Said one of the watchmen. The officials of the water transport yamen were embarrassed and annoyed, not at the watchmen, but at Hongxiu. But the Department of Jiaofang doesn't belong to the water transport Yamen. As one of the six Huakui of the Department of Jiaofang in Yuzhou, Hongxiu doesn't need to look at the face of the water transport Yamen. Song Tingfeng didn't care much about waving his hand: "no harm, no harm, then we'll go on to the next one?" Xu Qi'an agreed with the practice of the old song dynasty. He insisted that the abalone he ate was not fresh, and the fruit he forced was not sweet. The party left the yard, song Tingfeng turned to the river, and then the night cover, they stand on the bank to solve the bladder expansion. Song Tingfeng: 8 = = d ZHU Guangxiao: 8 = = d Xu Qian: 8 = = = d ... in the charcoal burning bedroom, Hong Xiu took a sip of Jiejiu tea, sat in front of the dresser and asked the maid who pushed the door to knead her shoulder. "Lady, they're gone." The servant girl said with a light smile: "it's said that Fuxiang, the first prostitute in the capital, is his best friend. Even Nu Nu can see that she's talking big." Red sleeve pie pie pie mouth, light way: "Wu Fu is such, vulgar unbearable." After a short rest, a servant girl knocked on the door and said: "lady, Mr. Wei is taking his classmates to make a reservation." Red tea a listen, face suddenly bright up, happy Zizi way: "to the childe on wine, let them wait a moment." Finish saying, hasten servant girl: "serve me to change clothes quickly, take that most beautiful gold to weave Luo skirt." Mr. Wei is the nephew of Yuzhou Prefecture magistrate. He is a scholar who is full of poetry and books. He has a good appearance and is gentle. After changing into a beautiful Luo skirt, wearing a jade hairpin and Jin Buyao, red sleeves came to the wine room in full dress, Ying Ying saluted: "red sleeves have seen several CHILDES." She naturally sat beside the white robed Prince Wei, a young scholar, guiding the country and writing passionately. This is the environment she likes. At this time, I envy the first prostitute I have never met. This is how lucky to meet a talented student, and get his poems, immortal. "Just now there are some adults in the capital. They seem to be watchmen," Fu Xiang said with a smile as he poured wine for Mr. Wei and talked about it: "someone said that Fu Xiang Huakui in the capital was his best friend." The readers in the audience laughed, "this is really interesting. How can lady Fuxiang take a fancy to the vulgar Wufu?" "Brother Wei went to the capital half a month ago. Did you see the elegant demeanor of Fuxiang Huakui?" "I'm ashamed. I've been to Chawei three times, and I've only seen Fuxiang Huakui once." Mr. Wei, who is in white robe, shows his obsession: "the dark fragrance floats in the evening of the moon... A person is as beautiful as his name." A young man immediately asked, "is there a friend in Fuxiang Huakui?" Every day, Wei Fangzi came to the tea table to chat with the guests, and he said, "when I met the guests at the tea table, I couldn't help talking. Well, there's a person called Xiaoying in and out of Meige. It is said that this man is Fu Xiang's best friend. " In the presence of the childe brothers heart: "that song" fragrance floating on the dusk "as a poet?" Mr. Wei sighed: "who else is there besides him?" After a pause, he looked around the crowd and said in a secret sharing tone: "this person is very special. This poem is widely spread, and it is well known to all scholars. But why is the poet not well-known or even talked about. Aren't you surprised? " This aroused people's curiosity, and they all guessed: "identity sensitive, can't talk with people?" She is the most curious about the poet's identity. That is a talent who can transform the woman of Jiaofang department. After a moment of discussion, Mr. Wei pressed his hand, and the scene became quiet. He shook his head and said, "because the real identity of that man is a watchman, not a scholar." "How could that be?" The crowd was shocked, and suddenly it came to light. No wonder the scholars didn't publicize the poet's identity at all. They tacitly chose to forget that he was a watchman instead of a scholar.Watchman... The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention, the tea a heart, sank down suddenly. She opened her mouth and said in an astringent voice, "what's her name?" Prince Wei looked at the beauty and said, "Xu Qi'an, the word Ning banquet." Bang dang... The glass fell on the table, then slipped to the ground and broke. Everyone looked at the tea, the beauty face white, eyes dull, like a lifeless paper flower. Is at a loss, tea suddenly to the table a prone, sad pain up, crying pear with rain, crying heartbroken, the body Susu tremble. PS: I finally got a chapter out. I don't have time to check the wrong words carefully. I'll send it first. Let's help catch the insects.
