Win the Ding 1617

ps: Here comes the cool plot.Look at the faces of some two great talents!

So what, a monthly pass?

"The sound of the lights and the shadows stretch for ten miles, and the singing girl plays with the turbid waves on a flower boat."

The Qinhuai River in the sound of oars and lights seems to be full of rich and hungry fragrance, full of fragrant and ambiguous flavors since it got this name.Qinhuai, which is ten miles away, has been a famous hometown of romance in history.

The Qinhuai River in Nanjing City originates from Tongji Gate, but it is beautiful in the Confucius Temple.The river water here is not clean, it is a little black. As far as the river water is concerned, it has nothing to do with beauty.But between Confucius Temple, Deyuetai, Wende Bridge, Shiba Street, Bird Clothes Lane, Zhuque Bridge, Qinhuai people's houses and long corridors, it looks beautiful somehow.Residential houses and restaurants on both sides of the strait are one after another, and the docks are next to each other. The morning bells and evening drums are noisy.Although he is said to be poor in culture and rich in martial arts, how many scholars who can come to Nanjing Gongyuan to take the exam are like Fan Jin in their families?Even if the family background is average, it is necessary to have a poor family and a rich life. Bring more money and make friends with seniors of the same age.This group of literati who have completed the Stereotype Examination, have money and leisure, have always regarded themselves as romantic and talented, and once they are free, one can imagine their hearts.

The sound of lights and shadows, smoke and mist, and white walls and green tiles are irresistible temptations.On the one hand, there is a man with money in his waist who pretends to be romantic, and on the other hand, a woman who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting, with a smoky lock on Chunshan's eyes, and the next one can be imagined.Countless stories have arisen from this.

The ancients said that the gold powder of the Six Dynasties is the Qinhuai River for ten miles.Almost all of it is here.The river here is no more than 20 meters wide, and the bridges are one after another.Every brothel in a family, when the lights are on, there will be scenes of willow heads making appointments after dusk on the moon.The sound of singing and dancing with silk strings is endless, and the sound of poetry and singing is endless.

Compared with such a place, the Lichun Courtyard where Wei Xiaobao grew up is the gap between a roadside stall and a five-star hotel.

On the south bank of the Qinhuai River, a small and exquisite red building hangs a plaque of Meixiang Building.On a painting boat in the river, brightly lit, a group of gorgeously dressed and personable scholars.Shaking the fan.Waiting for the beauty to come.

This exquisitely decorated boat can accommodate 40 to [-] people, and it is the best place for a night tour of the Qinhuai River.All the boatmen on the boat were selected strong men.Cleaned up neatly.The neat blue trousers and jacket had a very wide belt tied around the waist.There are calico leggings on the legs.

"Brother Nian, I wonder if there is a chance to meet the beautiful woman today?"

Hou Fangyu, a Fushe talent from Shangqiu, Henan, waved his folding fan with anticipation in his eyes.From time to time, she glanced at the gauze curtains behind the glass windows upstairs in Meixiang from the corner of her eye.

From the day he arrived in Nanjing, Hou Fangyu stayed at the Confucius Temple, and spent every day with his friends Chen Dingsheng, Wu Ci When writing poems and drinking wine at the end, I often stroke the scroll and sigh to myself, "I have studied in a different place, but I have not achieved fame, and my hometown is far away. What's more, it is hard to find a beautiful woman, and a good relationship has not yet been established." The gold and silver donated by Zuo Liangyu can naturally spend a lot of money.

As the saying goes, sisters love money and beauty, and Hou Fangyu happened to meet several conditions in the so-called pan donkey and Deng Xiaoxian by the official Ximen Qing.With money, leisure, status and reputation, how can such a good young man not be famous on the Qinhuai River?

On this day, Hou Fangyu and his good friend Yang Longyou came here, and the sisters of Qia Qinglou were holding a box meeting (a custom of prostitution in Nanjing in the Ming Dynasty, which was held around Qingming every year, and those with excellent sex skills competed for several days). The famous woman Li Xiangjun was outstanding, and Hou Fangyu fell in love at first sight.

Yang Longyou had been hanging out on the Qinhuai River for a long time and was used to helping out, so he saw the clue and tried his best to match him up.

At this time, Hou Fangyu was 21 years old, and his father Hou Xun was the Minister of the Household Department. Although he was imprisoned at this time, he was one of the leaders of the Donglin Party (a patriotic political group in the late Ming Dynasty?), and he was respected by scholars in Jiangnan. when.And Hou Fangyu himself is also the backbone of Fushe, and his poems and essays have become famous all over the world. He is one of the so-called four sons of Fushe. (Huh? It seems that whatever it is called or something, there is no good result. Everyone makes up their own minds.)

Li Xiangjun earned a young age, only 16 years old, gentle and slender, shy and shy, with a short body, smooth and beautiful skin, handsome and graceful.

Li Xiangjun, who was listed as one of the Eight Beauties of Qinhuai by later generations, was already famous on both sides of the Qinhuai River because of her outstanding beauty and outstanding temperament.

Although Hou Fangyu had Zuo Liangyu to pay for it, he couldn't afford such an expense.So, I came up with a workaround.

Today, I invited Qian Qianyi, the senior of Donglin, to come and sing poems with all the beauties on the Qinhuai River, which is also an elegant event of moving down the river.

"Brother Nian, please don't worry. From what I know about Li Ji, both her mother and her are quite heroic. It can be said that she promises a thousand gold. Since I have promised to sing with Qian Shilang's poems and essays, I will definitely attend."

Yang Longyou, who once painted a portrait of Li Xiangjun with a wonderful brush painting, and named her "Xiangjun" after the phrase "Lan has a country fragrance, and people are obsessed with it" in "Zuo Zhuan", naturally knows a lot about this mother and daughter.

While they were talking, there was a fluttering sound of flute upstairs, the two looked up, and saw a silhouette of a beautiful woman fluttering in the building, the sound of the flute was like the wind whistling in the clouds.The person making Xiao is Li Xiangjun who is dressing up. Seeing the beautiful woman in front of him, Hou Fangyu emotionally took off the fan pendant he was wearing and threw it upwards. The pendant passed the window screen and fell into Xiangjun's arms.

"Good! Good! Brother Nian is really good!"

"Brother Yang, why did you say that? The student lost his temper for a while, and was annoyed by the abrupt beauty, why did Brother Yang praise him so loudly?"

"Brother Hou, I don't know, this Miss Li, because of her petite and exquisite figure, is loved by people as the incense fan pendant. Today, Brother Hou gave the fan pendant as a gift, isn't it just a good name for a beautiful lady?"

Xiangjun blushed and smiled shyly.And standing aside at this time, 24-year-old mother Li Zhenli (seeing something wrong again!) then took Xiangjun's ice gauze sweat towel, and took a bunch from the ice tray from the coffee table with glass panels For the cherries, wrap the cherries in a sweat towel.Throw it downstairs.

This scene aroused applause from many people around Hou Fangyu, and the beauties favored it, not to mention a bunch of cherries wrapped in a sweat towel, even a dropped stone should be treasured and put away as a treasure.

"Senior brother is indeed a young talent. He can be so favored by beautiful women."

In front of the painting boat, Qian Qianyi, who was surrounded by a dozen talented scholars from the river like stars holding the moon, twirled his beard that was combed to the flesh, and praised Hou Fangyu with a smile on his old face.

After a while, Li Xiangjun dressed neatly, accompanied by Li Zhenli and several maids, came down from the stairs shyly and timidly, and came to the door like a weak wind supporting willows.

Qian Qianyi, Hou Fangyu, Yang Longyou and others could not help but light up.Assume that he will go forward to greet him.

"Is this where Miss Li Xiangjun's boudoir is?"

Several galloped horses came.The leading rider reined in the horse and jumped off the horse. He came to Li Zhenli in a few steps, clasped his fists and asked in salute.

"Don't dare to be, my lord?"

Li Zhenli was polite to the visitor.A pair of eyes looked up and down the visitor.She does business on this river.Every day, I see countless people of all colors.He also developed a pair of piercing eyes, and he can tell what kind of person he is at a glance.Those people are scholars, those people are officials.Those are gangsters, and those are wealthy businessmen.

However, these people in front of them are completely different.

People are like tigers and horses like dragons.

These six words are her evaluation of the knights in front of her.Not to mention the beautiful, tall-framed war horse, the saddle on the horse's back is definitely not affordable by ordinary people.What's more, these knights in front of them openly walked in the market with sabers and swords, and some of them carried short-fired guns on their backs.A ochre-red calfskin pouch hangs on the chest.

And these few people did not have the arrogance and rudeness of the servants of the wealthy families that are common in Nanjing City, but they could see a strong murderous aura in their brows, expressions and behaviors, the kind of murderous aura that only people who have survived a hundred battles have.

"This, I don't know what to call your majesty?"

Seeing that someone ordered his subordinates to take a few brocade pouches from the saddle, and when he opened them, there were more than a dozen large oriental pearls inside, as well as emeralds, lapis lazuli, emeralds, etc., which were so colorful that they immediately changed the splendid lights on the river. was overshadowed.

"My generation's name is not worth mentioning. My Patriarch has admired Miss Xiangjun for a long time, and he came here today to pay a special visit. He ordered me to offer some meager things to show Miss Xiangjun a moment."

The visitor spoke very politely, but there was no doubt in his tone.

As he spoke, a name card was handed to Li Zhenli.

In order to have time to take the heavy invitation, Li Zhenli stretched out a pair of hands beside her and snatched the invitation.

"Du! You rough warrior, don't you know that this river has always been a place where scholars and beauties discuss poetry, painting, playing the zither and playing the flute? Those who only know how to wield a knife and sword have no choice but to go to Lichun Garden." Kind of place! You can come to this kind of place too?!"

With Qian Qianyi and Hou Fangyu present, Yang Longyou felt that his waist was very hard. He couldn't think of anyone in Nanjing who could offend the leader of Donglin and the young master of Fushe at the same time.Dare to provoke the huge forces behind them?

Taking a hasty look at the greeting card, Yang Longyou threw the greeting card on the ground, "Don't wait for Mr. to speak, if you are sensible, hurry up!"

Li Zhenli could see clearly under the light, the humble and polite expression of the visitor suddenly became ferocious, but in a blink of an eye it became much calmer again.

"You, pick up my lord's greeting card for me, and go back with me to apologize to my lord. My lord is drinking with some distinguished guests today, so I won't punish you with death."

"Go!" Hearing this, not only Yang Longyou laughed, but Hou Fangyu, who was cleaning up his clothes to win the favor of Li Xiangjun and others, also laughed contemptuously.

Is there any noble person in Nanjing city that they don't know?Which official Xungui raised such a group of country bumpkins in his family?

"Crack!" Yang Longyou rushed forward, knocked the man's shoulder with the folding fan in his hand, and made a metallic sound. Hearing this sound, Li Zhenli yelled in her heart that she was not good!The person who came was wearing a brocade robe, but he was wearing armor inside!

"Tell your master, and those distinguished guests. Just say that the young master beat you today. Now I want to accompany a few seniors to swim in the Qinhuai River together. If you have something to do, come to this river to find me!"

Yang Longyou still had such a confident tone, Hou Fangyu, Qian Qianyi and others behind him just waved their folding fans and watched this scene with a smile.

"Cang lang lang!" Someone in the rider drew his waist knife and was about to attack, but was stopped by the leader. "Nanjing City. Don't make mistakes! Go back and tell the lord that someone here is rude!"

A few boatmen supported the pennies in their hands, and the boat slowly left the pier. Looking at the figures galloping away on the street paved with bluestone slabs, Qian Qianyi's heart suddenly moved.

"Brother Yang Shi, just now did you see clearly who is written on the visitor's name card?"

"Reporting to Mr. Mu Zhai, just now I saw that this group of rough people dared to be rude to a beautiful woman. The students were angry for a while, and they never saw it clearly. It seems that some kind of Weiru is worshiped. Is there any adult in Nanzhili who calls him this name? Number?"

Yang Longyou laughed dryly.

However, Qian Qianyi couldn't help laughing.Tasting these two words in my mouth, I vaguely remember seeing them there, but I can't remember them eagerly.

"Today is really a good time and beautiful scenery." A member of the Fushe pointed out the scenery on the Qinhuai River excitedly, "Usually, there are boats here like weaving, and the sound of silk strings and zithers are intertwined. It’s because of Miss Xiangjun’s light that this place is so clean today!”

really.The painting boats and boats on the Qinhuai River that usually covered almost the entire surface of the river did not know where they were going at this time.

A gust of wind carried a few shouts from the shore.

"The Cao Gang is doing business, and there are distinguished guests here! Everyone who is sensible, let the river channel out!"

Dozens of men in Tsing Yi, brandishing short knives and iron rulers, kept shouting and clamoring on both sides of the bank.

Hearing this sound, several boatmen on the boat stopped holding the bamboo wormwood in their hands.

"That boat in the river is still not pulling over! Can't you hear us?"

"Laiyuantou! I'm Bai Laowu, this is the boat of Miss Meixianglou Xiangjun, damn it, you guys who are so screwed up, don't you want to see whose boat it is?"

The head of the boatman responded nonchalantly to the question on the shore. In his opinion, it must be that some big boss in the gang wants to invite a certain nobleman to come to the river to drink and listen to music.

"The boat of Meixianglou!? Haha! The gang leader is looking for the boat of Meixianglou! Stop and don't move!" the leader of the Cao Gang called Lai Yuantou on the shore shouted with a bit of ecstasy.

Hearing that he was helping the master to find the boat for Meixianglou, the fifth old man dared not move.In his capacity, he was thrown into the Yangtze River to plant lotus by the guild leader, probably no one would dare to say no.

In the cabin, a group of young and old talents could hear the conversation clearly. The Nanjing mandarin of the two was so loud that they couldn't even pretend to be deaf and dumb.

Li Zhenli frowned, and looked at Yang Longyou who was trembling like jelly with hateful eyes.Things that are not enough to succeed and fail to succeed!If it wasn't for you destroying someone's famous post, with our social skills, we would have dealt with it no matter what, why is this embarrassing situation at this time?

Who is the Cao Gang?A group of knight-errants!Because of the transportation of grain, the government turned a blind eye to many of their actions.If they become angry from embarrassment and make a fuss, how can they do business on the Qinhuai River by resorting to tricks?

Li Zhenli has read Three Words Two Pai compiled by Feng Menglong, in which the story of the oil seller monopolizing the oiran is the most impressive because it is the story of their industry practitioners.In it, the oiran lady was taken to the boat on the West Lake by brutal means by the young official, and her shoes and socks were stripped off and thrown on the shore. This episode left the deepest impression on her.

"No matter how many princes and grandchildren you have befriended in the past, it is useless at this time!"

Bai Laowu hurriedly commanded his subordinates to stop the painting boat in the river, dropped the anchor, put down the penny in their hands, and waited for the big bosses of the Cao Gang and the distinguished guests they wanted to entertain.

A team of lanterns and torches came galloping from the direction of the Fifth Army Commander's Mansion. Hundreds of strong men also dressed in blue trousers and jackets led in front, shouting and cursing unceasingly, signaling people on both sides of the road to get out of the way.

Which of the people who make a living on the Qinhuai River is not transparent?Seeing such a style, he had already stood in the shadow of the lamp, got out of the way, and waited to watch the play.

Behind hundreds of men from the Cao Gang, with the sound of hooves, four or five hundred cavalrymen galloped along the banks of the Qinhuai River and crossed the Wende Bridge. A section of the river is firmly locked.Seeing that the section of the river between the two bridges was controlled, the cavalry gave an order, and the two cavalry turned their horses and stood proudly facing the river.

As the cavalry blocked the road, nearly a thousand infantry came rumbling, and the sound of armor and equipment colliding could be heard endlessly, but no words were uttered.Seeing the arrival of the soldiers, the small shops that usually opened their doors for business all closed their doors and put on the boards, leaving a gap in the door to watch the movement outside.

These more than a thousand soldiers followed the road that the cavalry had just crossed, and deployed defenses in sections, and set up four French cannons on the two stone bridges.The muzzle of the black hole points to this lonely painting boat in the middle of the river.

"not good!"

Seeing the actions of this group of soldiers, Qian Qianyi beat his forehead annoyed with the folding fan drawn by Wang Mian, one of the four Yuan masters.

"Brother Yang, you have caused a catastrophe!"

"Mr. Muzhai, save me!"

Seeing this style of acting, Yang Longyou knew something was wrong. He knew that he was unintentionally offending a certain big boss in Nanjing City in order to show off for Hou Fangyu. Officials have never had such a strong team.

"The one you threw into the muddy water was Li Weiru's famous post! With his vicious methods against scholars, brother, you should be lucky!"

"Li Weiru? The one who was recently canonized as Uncle Ning Yuan? It is said that he killed several Jiannu princes in the first battle? Beheaded tens of thousands?" After hearing this, Li Xiangjun not only did not panic, but was a little excited. (To be continued..)