Monument Yangmen

Chapter 55 Bianjing has been prosperous since ancient times
The spring breeze is ten miles, the wind and the scenery are bright.

In the city of Bianjing, flowers are blooming like brocades.

In the traveler's shop, passing merchants drank hot tea soup and talked nonsense; in the wine shop, there were all kinds of religions and cultures, whispering and passing news to each other;

As depicted in "A Picture of Shanghe During the Qingming Festival", the city of Bianjing is indeed prosperous.

Close to Yujie, looking around, there are brothels, painting pavilions and embroidered bead curtains everywhere.Gorgeously decorated limousines and carriages competed to park beside the street, and all kinds of vigorous famous horses and BMWs galloped on the royal street.

Yang Yansi and Cao Lin sat in the same carriage, lifted the curtain to watch the bustling scenery in Bianjing.

"When you raise your eyes, you can see the brothels and painting pavilions, and the beaded curtains of embroidered households. Carved cars compete in Tianjie, BMW competes in Yulu, the golden emeralds are dazzling, and Luo Qi is fragrant."

Yang Yansi sighed, which aroused Cao Lin's curiosity.

"Is this poetry? It doesn't look like it. Could it be a word that has just risen recently? You made it?"

Yang Yansi smiled lightly, "Yes, it's a word, but it's not written by me. I'm just picking up people's teeth."

Cao Lin savored the poem carefully and raised her head slightly.

"In just a few words, the prosperity of Bianjing is fully described. It's just that there is a little more fanfare and fame and fortune. It really doesn't look like you can make it."

Yang Yansi was a little surprised when he heard Cao Lin's words.

He hadn't expected that Cao Lin's cultural accomplishment was so high that she could quickly taste the artistic conception in this poem.

"Sister Cao, why do you think that this poem has a reputation for fame and fortune?"

Cao Lin seemed to guess what Yang Yansi was thinking, and gave him a sidelong glance.

"Your sister, I am not an ignorant woman. I have read a few books since I was a child, so I can naturally hear the powdery air and fame and fortune in this poem."

Yang Yansi was surprised.

To be honest, Yang Yansi couldn't help thinking of these two sentences after seeing the prosperity of Bianjing City, but he never thought about the deep meaning in these two sentences.

"I didn't expect my sister to be a talented woman, my younger brother is disrespectful."

Cao Lin covered her mouth and shook her head with a chuckle, "Qilang, you are getting more and more naughty."

The couple chatted and laughed, and arrived at the destination of the trip.

Under the service of the waiter, the carriage stopped, and the two got out of the carriage and stood side by side.

In front of me is an elegantly decorated three-story flower building with carved columns and painted columns, but the style is simple. Compared with the surrounding colorful buildings, it is more refined and more tranquil.

On the lintel of Hualou, there is a horizontal plaque with three large characters written on it.

Changlefang!
It has been nearly seven or eight days since Changle Square opened, and Yang Yansi, the owner, has never set foot here.

As soon as you enter the door, the first thing you see is a huge stage in the middle. The whole stage is built of mahogany. The mahogany is not painted with red lacquer, which retains the unique texture and woody fragrance of mahogany.

The stage is about one foot high, with short stairs on all sides.

The stage is covered with a thick layer of Persian wool blanket, on which various auspicious patterns are drawn.

In the middle of the stage, there is a table with teacups, paper fans, and gavels on the table.

An old man with a mustache, a thin figure, and a long gown was speaking eloquently on the stage.

"Speaking of which, Sun Houzi and Tang Seng have arrived in Gaolaozhuang..."

The words are correct, the accent is round, and the voice is full of emotion. The plot of Gao Laozhuang in a volume of "Journey to the West" is exciting.

The audience in the audience, one by one, sat on the simple sofa filled with goose feathers, listening intently, and the melon seeds and red dates in their hands fell to the ground unconsciously.

Yang Yansi and Cao Lin, led by a waiter in a short shirt, quietly arrived at a bar-like place near the door.

The "Journey to the West" told by the storyteller on the stage was obviously fascinating, and the beautiful shopkeeper at the counter was also engrossed in listening to it, and didn't notice any customers.

"This story called "Journey to the West" has been very popular in Bianjing recently. My little brother, who is incompetent, will come here to listen to it every day after he leaves his job.

Cao Lin was not angry because of the negligence of the shopkeeper of the beauty, but explained to Yang Yansi on the sidelines.

Yang Yansi smiled lightly, "The story that can make the whole Bian capital popular, naturally has its merits."

Cao Lin said unexpectedly: "You don't seem to have any interest in the story of the hot Bian capital?"

Yang Yansi shook his head slightly. This story was originally written by him, and he is quite familiar with "Journey to the West".Moreover, he has watched many performances in the form of film and television, so the storytelling naturally did not arouse his interest.

"If you like things to coax children, you can ask the storyteller to come to Cao's mansion later and tell you face to face."

Cao Lin rolled her eyes, "Hu Qiaozui is now considered a celebrity in Bianjing City, and there are countless dignitaries who have invited him to the mansion to tell stories, and it's my little girl's turn, no matter what."

Yang Yansi was a little surprised, and he didn't expect that the things he made casually to help Changlefang gain fame would actually create a star.

However, Yang Yansi couldn't tell the truth to Cao Lin, so he could only vaguely say: "There is always a chance... There is always a chance..."

"it is good!"

"reward!"

Just at this moment, there was a loud shout, and with the shout, there were countless rewards such as copper coins and jade articles.

It turned out that it was about the scene where Monkey King turned into Gao Cuilan and played with Zhu Bajie.

Countless tips landed on the ground, and Hu Qiao spit out auspicious words without money from his mouth.

It was at this time that the beauty shopkeeper realized that a customer had arrived.

Taking a closer look, I was a little dazed.

"Son..."

Rumeng was about to salute, but was stopped by Yang Yansi shaking his head.

"Two guest officers, upstairs please."

Ru Meng personally took Yang Yansi and Cao Lin upstairs.

Cao Lin followed behind Yang Yansi in surprise, and asked, "She knew that you booked that wing without asking you?"

Before Yang Yansi could answer, Rumeng obediently saved Yang Yansi from the siege.

"Miss, the young master is our distinguished guest here, and there is a separate wing for the young master."

Cao Lin asked suspiciously: "There is such a thing as a VIP? Didn't you stay at home all the time? When did you become a VIP here?"

Yang Yansi smiled and said: "It is precisely because I am a distinguished guest here that you invite people here. As for why I am a distinguished guest here, you will know when you go to the second floor."

The three went up to the second floor.

The decoration on the second floor is mainly in white. On the wooden sliding doors, there are portraits of Confucian saints, and they are all drawn with sketches.

The decoration on the second floor is in line with the temperament of scholars, and the waiters on the second floor are also dressed as scholars.

Seeing the sketch on the sliding door, Cao Lin finally understood why Yang Yansi was the distinguished guest here.

"You drew these for them? So they reserved a VIP spot for you?"

"Of course!"

　Thanks to 'Guess what I play' for the reward!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)