romantic flower

() Song Yi rarely wandered outside the gate of the Zhao Mansion this night, which made some servants of the Zhao Mansion, who were originally annoyed by this, feel a little uncomfortable.

In the Xiaofan Building, the lanterns were flickering, and amidst the laughter, the fragrance of rouge and face powder permeated the entire Xiaofan Building.The taste of the world of mortals is probably such a place of fireworks in the hearts of romantic talents.

The lights are dim, whether it is lonely or lofty.Ning Shishi was leaning lazily on the window sill, looking at the bustling lights of Wanjia outside the window, he couldn't help but let out a faint sigh.

"Sister, Young Master Jiangcheng has been waiting in the private room for a while, do you want to go over now?" A young girl in plain clothes walked over and said softly, lest her voice be too loud to frighten this jade-like beauty. <Water-like sentimental eyes, straightened up and said, "I'm going now, take me there."

The little maid responded and led the way ahead.

Most of the women in the brothel have a bad reputation in the eyes of common people.But in fact, in this era, most of the real talented women come from brothels. In order for these women to have a skill that can please scholars and scholars, most of them actually rely on selling art rather than selling themselves. For a girl who is talented in literature and poetry, the price will naturally be higher.

Whether it is Du Qingyan or Ning Shishi, for any oiran who can be on the first floor, the so-called appearance is not the most important thing, what is important is to have a unique skill in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. In the end, he gained great reputation and support among scholars and scholars.

The boss of the brothel and the procuress probably know that using these as gimmicks can catch the hearts of some people, so usually the most expensive woman in the brothel is the one who is most likely not to sell herself, because only her innocence is still there, then she value will be higher.It's not surprising that brothel girls like Du Qingyan and Ning Shishi have dedicated maids to serve them.

After lightly knocking on the door twice, the little maid pushed the door open, Ning Shishi then walked into the somewhat quiet private room, the young master Jingcheng who had changed into a wide-sleeved brocade gown was still very handsome, handsome and gentle.Seeing Ning Shishi walk in, Jiang Cheng's eyes flashed a look of amazement, he got up and said politely, "It's a great honor for Miss Shishi to sit with Jiang alone."

"Young Master Jiang, you are too polite. Shi Shi is a prostitute, how dare you be so kind. I just don't know what happened to the matter that Young Master Jiang inquired about?" Ning Shishi returned the salute before sitting down on the seat opposite the capital, with a face on his face. There is a graceful and glamorous smile on the face.

When Jiang Cheng heard that Ning Shishi had asked him about that matter as soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately asked suspiciously, "Ms. Shi Shi, why is she so obsessed with the servant of the Wang family? Could it be that she was really attracted by the talent of that down-and-out Tanhualang?" Are you moved?"

Master Ning replied with a slightly distressed expression, "Young Master Jiang, forgot, it will be the day when several buildings in Bianzhou City will win the title of Oiran together soon? Although Master may not like these false names, mother always treats Master The teacher cares a lot, and if he can’t come out on top, I’m afraid that his mother will be unhappy. The teacher also saw that Tan Hualang is really amazingly talented, so he thought that it would be great if he could get close to him and ask him some poems. You also need to know that he won't help the girls in other buildings so you can feel at ease. Will Mr. Jiang make fun of Shi Shi for being so vain?"

Jiang Cheng suddenly realized something, patted his forehead and said, "So that's the case, Jiang was confused, and even forgot the important matter of choosing the lady of Bianzhou City in the golden autumn, Miss Shi Shi, please forgive me. As To make an apology, Jiang still told Miss Shishi about Song Yi's identity!"

Ning Shishi looked forward to it with a smile on his face, and then it was naturally Jiang Cheng who told him what he had found out about Song Yi, which made Ning Shishi slightly distracted.

After Jiangcheng finished telling all the news he knew, Ning Shishi let out a long sigh and said, "In a few days, Mr. Dou Wei will hold an activity to meet friends through poetry on the painting boat by the Liang River. I don't know that the Wang family's Will Qianjin bring the ghostly Mr. Song Yi to appear, if not, can Mr. Jiang invite some of them, and if Shi Shi can get the opportunity to be taught by Mr. Song Yi, I will be very grateful to Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Cheng's heart has long been moved by Ning Shishi, seeing her frowns and smiles have aroused his emotions, and now he heard her ask for his help, how could he refuse to agree, and immediately agreed, patted his chest coolly, It also has the romantic momentum of a scholar.

Afterwards, there will be some drinking and talking, laughing and discussing poems, with Ning Shishi, a talented and beautiful woman, drinking and talking at the same table, Jiang Cheng enjoys it.

That night, Song Yi really had a good night's sleep, which may be the effect of calming the mind after calming down.

At dawn, Song Yi naturally woke up following the biological clock, and after getting up, he washed up.In fact, this era is slightly better than the ancient times that Song Yi knew. At least toothbrushes still have bristles instead of willow branches, and there is already white paper instead of writing on cloth slips.

There was no breakfast after washing, Song Yi subconsciously went to the stables to feed the horses, but only after running out did he find that he had already lived in the yard of the guard.

The surroundings were quiet and desolate, except for the four young nurses who stood at the gates of the two courtyards and greeted Song Yi with a smile.There is a big difference from the early morning in the Miscellaneous Housekeeper's Courtyard. According to this hour, the Miscellaneous Household's Courtyard is already busy and noisy, and everyone is busy doing their own things.

"Brother Zhang, where is the leader Wang Wu?" Song Yi walked up to a young nurse who was kind to him and asked suspiciously.

"Brother Wang, how can you get up so early, Xiao Song! I don't think you know the specific scope of work for returning our nurses?" The man named Zhang Lu said with a smile, and then patted Song Yi on the shoulder kindly After explaining to Song Yi, Song Yi suddenly realized.

It turned out that the job of the nursing home servant was too similar to the job of the caravan bodyguard and driver in the previous life.Generally, there will be someone on duty among the servants of the nursing home. As long as the master's family members are in charge of going out, someone will immediately notify the nursing home on duty, and then make specific arrangements for which servants will follow which master to leave the house. Responsible for driving.Therefore, the servant of the nursing home must be someone who can drive a car with some brute force, otherwise, it is not just someone who can enter the backyard of this wealthy mansion, let alone sleep until three poles in the morning without waking up. I can get a generous salary of twenty copper coins every month.

After Song Yi thanked Zhang Lu for explaining this to himself, he thought that he had already gotten up anyway, and that he must learn equestrian skills, so he simply went out of the yard of the nurse, and headed towards him to feed and wash the horses. Butt's pens go.

The horse pen has a wide view and can accommodate a horse galloping around, which is about the same size as the track and field in the previous life.It is conceivable how much status the Wangfu family occupies in this city.

Ding Lao Fan, an old man in the stables, is humming an unknown song with a green weed in his mouth, and is re-saddling the horse that has been unsaddled and rested last night, and preparing for today's day. If someone needs a horse to go out of the house, they can quickly prepare it. This is Lao Fan's experience over the years.

"Old Fan! Lao Fan! Good morning!" Song Yi greeted Lao Fan while jogging, with a sunny face.

Old Fan with the weeds in his mouth turned his head and saw Song Yi running over, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he said angrily, "You are lucky, you have only been working for a few days, and you ran to become a nurse I, Lao Fan, have been a servant all my life, but I am still a servant until now, people are better than others..."

"Hey! Don't pretend, Lao Fan. I see that everyone in the house is very respectful to you, and I heard a big sister in Huanyifang say that it's just that you don't want to, otherwise you will The salary is more lucrative than most of the servants in the house, and I can buy a house in the city for the elderly." Song Yi said with a smile, it is written on his face that I am a sensible person, you old fan, don't fool me.

Lao Fan chuckled and didn't refute. He just cast a slanted glance at the sunny Song Yi and asked, "A few days ago, he was still lifeless with a look of bitterness and hatred. He hasn't been a nursing home for a day. Se is completely different, it seems that this horse pen is really not a good place! Then why are you back again?"

Song Yi looked at Lao Fan with a dumbfounded look and said, "Miss told you that I'm going to be the servant of the Nursing Academy. Didn't I tell you that I will learn equestrianism from you in the future?"

"This is really not there!" Lao Fan quickly smashed the weed stalk in his mouth a few times, letting the sweet juice flow down his throat and into his body.This is a method he uniquely discovered, because as he gets older, he will be too hungry to do work without breakfast. Once Lao Fan was hungry and accidentally pulled a weed from the root of the wall and chewed it in his mouth. Unexpectedly, he regained some strength, and from then on, Lao Fan would subconsciously hold one of these weed stalks in his mouth every morning.

Song Yi took a serious look at Lao Fan's face, he didn't look like he was lying, he scratched his head and said flatteringly, "Maybe Miss forgot, then Lao Fan, can you teach me horsemanship?"

Lao Fan glanced at Song Yi with a look that Song Yi had never seen before, and said flatly, "You really want to practice equestrianism? Are you sure?"

Song Yi was a little hairy from being stared at by Lao Fan, but he still nodded firmly and said yes.

"Did you see that ugly horse? Look? I'm talking about that horse with dysentery...!" Lao Fan said, pointing to a somewhat emaciated old horse with ugly dysentery.

"I see, what's the matter?" Song Yi asked blankly.

"Start with him, you ride it first today, and when you stop falling off the horse, I will teach you horsemanship." Lao Fan said lightly, chewing the grass stalk in his mouth a few times casually.

"Can you change to a better horse? For example, that one!" Song Yi said with a fawning smile, pointing to a handsome white horse with flying mane and shiny fur.

"I think you are beautiful, if the master sees it, I will be too hungry to walk around!" Lao Fan let out his nose and snorted coldly.

"Then can something else be done?" Song Yi begged with a bitter face.

"There's nothing to discuss!" Lao Fan straightened his face, and Song Yi lowered his head, knowing that there must be nothing to discuss.

alas...

ouch...

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In the stables, this morning, the roar of a steed and a scream of pain came from time to time.

While adding fodder and water to the hungry horses according to the time sequence he remembered, Lao Fan turned his head from time to time to look at the young man who was thrown from the horse or was thrown away from time to time, with a playful smile on his face , The deep vicissitudes are hidden in the wrinkles.

I don’t know how long it has passed, the sun was in the sky, and Lao Fan was half lying on a pile of hay under the shed while enjoying the cool and watching Song Yi fall back and forth gloatingly. Climbing down from the top, it doesn't look half old.

In the distance, a pretty girl in a dark red dress trotted towards this side.

"Miss, if you have anything to do, just ask the servants to tell Lao Fan, why did you come here in person!" Lao Fan smiled as falsely as a blooming chrysanthemum.

"I'm here to find him!" Wang Su frowned slightly, looking at Song Yi in the distance who was being thrown off by an ugly horse from time to time like a monkey.Then I walked into some and shouted at Song Yi, "Hey! Someone asked you, there is a poetry meeting that invites you to participate, will you go?"

"No!" Song Yi groaned angrily without turning his head back, making Wang Su slightly taken aback.

Song Yi really lost his temper. An old man can't handle an ugly and old horse. This makes Lao Fan, who has been watching jokes, think of himself as a man!Song Yi is now stubbornly fighting with the old horse who also lost his temper. He doesn't care whether he can do poetry or not, so he just refuses it casually.

"I heard that Miss Shishi from Xiaofan Building invited you, are you really not going?" Wang Su said with a raised tone.

"Ouch..." Song Yi was once again inadvertently thrown off by the old horse, then turned his head angrily and said to Wang Su, "What kind of lion, lion, tiger and tiger poetry club, what poetry club will I go to by myself, Isn't it embarrassing? Don't go!"

Only now did Wang Su see clearly Song Yi's bruised nose and swollen face. He was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing uncontrollably.

This smile is really like a flash in the pan, charming and charming!Even Lao Fan, who was familiar with Wang Su, was slightly in a daze.