Fisherman's Song Dynasty

Now that he has returned to Bianjing, Xu Zizhen lives in Prince Kang's Mansion. On weekdays, Ono Bao'er can practice bows and knives in the school martial arts field in the Palace. All temporarily returned to calm.

The next day there was a drinking appointment with Master Yong, Xu Zizhen changed his clothes early and came to Xie Fuchun.

Without harassment, Xie Fuchun's business is very good. Even the girls and daughters-in-law from several prefectures come here by car to buy their favorite makeup powder, but the best seller is mascara, which has now become Xie Fuchun's signature. This is the only one in Bianjing and even the whole Song Dynasty, and others can't imitate it even if they want to.

Mo Lier was busy, Kou Qiaoyi was not in a hurry, Xu Zizhen moved a chair and sat aside, his eyes were sternly scanning the various female customers in the store. It was almost early summer, and the female customers who came to the store Most of them were wearing thin spring shirts, their fine figures could be seen at a glance, and Xu Zizhen stared straight at them with straight eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, a voice suddenly came from behind him: "What are you looking at?"

Xu Zizhen replied subconsciously: "Look at the girl." When he turned his head and saw Master Yong standing behind him at some point, he couldn't help laughing, "Why do you walk without making a sound?"

Master Yong stared and said: "Nonsense, you're so mad at me, why don't you pay attention to me? I didn't realize that you are actually a hungry ghost before."

Xu Zizhen said seriously: "Nonsense, am I that kind of person? I'm just observing the dressing style of women in the Song Dynasty today, and wondering if I should open a women's clothing store or something."

Master Yong looked contemptuous: "Ah bah! I dare not admit it when I'm lustful. I originally planned to betroth my daughter to you, but now I have to think about it."

Xu Zizhen's eyes lit up: "You still have a daughter? Measurements... Oh, how old are you?"

Master Yong turned around and left with a snort, Xu Zizhen hurriedly explained to Mo Lier and followed.

No matter what Xu Zizhen asked along the way, Master Yong never mentioned his daughter. Xu Zizhen actually didn't take it seriously, but he felt that Master Yong was like an old urchin, and it was fun to tease him about it.

After walking for more than half an hour, a quaint and spacious mansion appeared in front of my eyes. There was a red plaque in front of the door with two big golden characters on it - Jiang's Mansion.

There were many cars, horses and sedan chairs parked in front of the door, and the people coming and going were very lively. From the lantern hanging outside the door, we knew that the owner of the house was celebrating his birthday today.

When the two of them approached, an old man who looked like a housekeeper had already come up to meet him: "Yong..." Master Yong suddenly coughed dryly and gave him a sneaky wink. Are you here? The villain will take you in."

Master Yong waved his hand: "No need, I don't want to come back, just go in by myself."

The housekeeper glanced at Xu Zizhen indiscriminately, and said with an apologetic smile, "Then forgive the villain for his lack of courtesy, don't blame me."

Master Yong said carelessly: "What's the blame, I'm busy with you." After speaking, he walked in with Xu Zizhen familiar with the way.

After entering the door, he walked through a spacious courtyard, bypassed a long corridor, and finally came to a row of main rooms in the second entrance. Lord Yong looked around, as if he entered a side hall very carefully. Many people arrived, sitting and chatting in twos and threes, Master Yong found a corner to sit down, and turned his face to the dark place.

Xu Zizhen asked curiously, "What's the matter with you? It's like being a thief. Don't you know the owner very well?"

Master Yong glared at him: "What are you talking about, just wait for the drink."

Seeing that he was weird, Xu Zizhen couldn't question him, so he simply ignored him. Looking around, he found that although the house was a bit old, the eaves and ridges were made of high-quality glazed tiles, and the doors, windows and partitions were made of nanmu wood. , carved with various patterns, and the carvings are exquisite, which is definitely not the style that ordinary people can have.

After a while, the crowd gradually gathered, and the tables in the hall were all full, and several servants passed the wine and food around, and a boy stood by each table serving the food and wine.

Xu Zizhen couldn't help asking: "Master Yong, isn't the owner of this house simple?"

Master Yong rolled his eyes strangely: "I asked you to drink, why don't you care what Jane is doing?" He suddenly rolled his eyes when he said this, "I'll give you a question, how about it?"

Xu Zizhen was taken aback: "What kind of medicine do you sell in this gourd? Okay, let's draw the line."

Master Yong said rather angrily: "The owner of this house has a good relationship with me, but this old guy is too stingy by nature and has a lot of fine wine in the house, but he never refuses to drink enough for others. If you can let me drink to my heart's content today, I will How about thinking about my daughter?"

Just as they were talking, the boy at the table was already pouring wine from the wine jug. As expected, there was only half a glass in the wine cup in front of everyone. I will pour another half a cup.

Xu Zizhen almost laughed out loud, and thought for a while and said, "That's it? Small dishes, but it's agreed not to be lazy." After finishing speaking, he got up and picked a piece of dirt from the flower garden outside the door, and returned to Master Yong and said in a low voice , "Do you have any paper on you?"

Master Yong was puzzled, felt for his body, turned around and grabbed a man who looked like a scholar, and asked for a piece of paper from him. Xu Zizhen hid his hands under the table and wrapped the muddy garbage in the paper. Tuck it upright.

Master Yong was confused, and just about to ask a question, he saw Xu Zizhen tugging at the boy, and said in a low voice, "Brother, I may trouble you."

The little boy was stunned for a moment: "What's the matter, sir?"

Xu Zizhen stuffed the paper bag into his hand, and said: "My second uncle and I accidentally contracted a dirty disease, so we should not drink too much. Please help me when pouring wine, and pour as little as possible."

The little boy put the paper bag away calmly, with a clear expression on his face, and walked away with the jug in his hand.

Master Yong almost jumped up, grabbed Xu Zizhen's neck and gritted his teeth: "When did I get sick? What nonsense are you talking about?"

Xu Zizhen patted his hand and said with a chuckle: "Don't worry, anyway, I don't think there are many people here who know you. You can just let go and drink for a while."

Master Yong was startled: "What do you mean?"

Xu Zizhen smiled without saying a word, after a while the boy turned around, but with a stern face, as if someone owed him a few hundred taels of silver, he went back to the table and poured wine for the guests, but others still poured half a cup, but Yong The wine cup in front of Master and Xu Zizhen was filled to the brim, and the boy filled it up again as soon as they drank it all.

Someone next to him with better ears could vaguely hear him gritting his teeth and cursing in a low voice: "Dare to use mud against me, drink you to death! Drink you to death!"

Master Yong's eyes brightened, and he praised in a low voice: "Your boy is really a monkey spirit, can you come up with such a ghostly idea?"

Xu Zizhen let out a muffled laugh, picked up the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp: "Drink quickly, don't wait for that silly boy to recover."

"Oh, do it!"

"Hey, do it!"

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