Prince of Song Dynasty

Chapter 417 Xiangyuelou

Therefore, Yu Daoxiang only breathed a sigh of relief after carefully inspecting Ye Chen's dantian, and said nothing more.

Yu Qingyan had two dark circles under her eyes. Last night, she eavesdropped outside all night, always thinking about what Ye Chen would do with Yu Daoxiang, but apart from the voice at the beginning, there was There was no more sound, but it made her think about it all night, so she couldn't sleep all night.

On the contrary, Yu Daoxiang had a solid and rare good sleep. After breakfast, she said: "I also have some things to do. I will stay in Jiangnan for more than a month. During this time, you will After finishing your work, Yu Qingyan will go to Khitan with me."

Ye Chen frowned slightly, two months was a little tight, but he didn't say anything.Although Yu Qingyan didn't want to be separated from Ye Chen, she knew that the reason why she went to Khitan to treat the Khitan Emperor was because she gave Ye Chen back the Taiyi Mantra for treating his dantian.In addition, Yu Daoxiang has saved her life, so she will not have any objections.However, she had a small thought in her heart—wondering whether Yu Daoxiang would live here after more than a month in the south of the Yangtze River.If Yu Daoxiang sneaked into Chen's mansion to sleep with Ye Chen every night, wouldn't she be unable to share the same room and bed with Ye Chen?

Ye Chen, as usual, came out from the side door of the Chen Mansion, and after watching the weird old man practicing boxing in the Baquan Martial Arts Hall, he went for a walk by the Qinhuai River.

If someone could touch Ye Chen's body at this time, they would find that his body was shaking very slightly in a very wonderful rhythm.If the old man in the depths of the Baquan Martial Arts Gym saw this scene, he would probably be shocked and terrified.

At this time, Jinling City had returned to its usual prosperity. It was only after noon that day that what happened at the Liu Fang poetry meeting last night was mixed with other news about the poems and gradually spread widely. Under the circumstances, it also began to cause continuous shock and waves in Jinling City in the next few days, and as time deepened, it continued to expand.
The weather in Jinling City was clear for about two days, and then began to turn cloudy. Walking on the streets by the Qinhuai River, the slightly cold autumn wind swayed the fallen leaves on the streets, which also added a bit of bleakness to the once noisy city .

Of course, in the eyes of most people, Jinling City is still the same as usual, and it should be like this in autumn. The water color on the river is clear, and the painting boats are still the same. , the wind rolled up the fallen leaves nearby, and then they swirled and fell on the water surface, sinking and floating to the distance with the waves.There are all kinds of pedestrians, carriages and horses, small sedan chairs in green clothes, and pawns in the city. Wide streets and narrow alleys, long bluestone steps, and wooden bridges cross the slightly narrow river. Where the water flow is slightly slow, you can see women walking The scene of starching and washing clothes on the stone steps, chatting and laughing, far away, there is a banquet in a tea house, and the fragrance of the wine shop.

Most people are still busy with their lives. Of course, since they are used to it, it is only a part of life.If you have to stop for a while, or go to a teahouse, or take a break on the side of the road, and occasionally bring up interesting rumors recently, it is probably indispensable to have a few poetry meetings last night, and among them, the most frequently mentioned ones are probably The birth of the poem "Qin Huai Night Mooring" and the extremely high comments made by Liu Jinyu, the servant of the household department, on this poem at the Liu Fang Poetry Contest.

Starting from the dispute between the Chen family brothers and Zhang Qian, the cause and the result, coupled with Chen Qing's background, suspense climaxes, tragic twists and turns.The so-called drama must meet these conditions. If it is just a poem written by a certain talented person, people will be tired of hearing it if it is just a poem written by a certain talented person. Favor, the drama needs to be added a bit, and this "Qinhuai Night Mooring" has done more in this respect. People like good poems and stories like this. Now, when the girls come out, they must also listen to the song "Qinhuai Night Mooring" and comment on its beauty.

As for the information about the author of this poem, it also spread out along with this poem.

Chen Fu, Chen Qing, Ning Zhongshu, former Wuyue scholar, are nephews of Chen Guangyuan.

In addition, on the second day after this poem came out, Liu Zongyang of the Liu family visited Chen Qing in person, and hired Chen Qing as a guest teacher for several third-generation youngsters of the Liu family with a high salary of one hundred taels of silver per month.The so-called teacher Ke Qing is actually just a name.

Of course, with Chen Qing's identity in mind, Ye Chen's status in the Chen family has naturally undergone some major changes.Whether it's to dilute some of the Chen family's merchant families, or because of Ye Chen, the Chen family and Liu's super rich merchants have social relations.Ye Chen unintentionally brought great benefits and benefits to the Chen family.However, Ye Chen didn't care about these trivial matters. He borrowed Chen Qing's name, and he would naturally think of some ways afterwards not only to prevent the Chen family from being implicated, but also to give the Chen family some compensation.

The most lively places on the Qinhuai River are the Confucius Temple and Gongyuan. Across the river are the many brothels and Chu Pavilions. It was only after noon, and these places have not yet opened, but those who should get up have already woken up. , If you walk through the street below, you can also see some women sitting upstairs or leaning on the railings alone, or chatting and playing, and there is a faint sound of bamboo and bamboo coming from the inner courtyard wall.

In the backyard, Bi Qiaoer and several girls chirped and took out the pamphlet that contained the Qinhuai Night Mooring, read it word by word, hummed the tune, and compiled the poem into a tune.

"I heard that Mr. Liu will hold a literary conference in our Xiangyue Tower later, so Chen Qing seems to be participating."

"Really! Really! I heard that Chen Qing's appearance can only be considered above average, but those eyes are extremely bright, very bright."

"I didn't see anyone at the Liu Fang Poetry Meeting a few days ago. Today I must see what a talented person who can write such a good poem as "Qinhuai Night Mooring" looks like."

Chattering chattering chattering chatter chatter chatter chatter chatter chatter, the girl below you talk about the origin and background of the poem, discussing the young scholar who wrote "Qinhuai Night Mooring", and soon under the leadership of Bi Qiaoer, compiled this poem into Very beautiful song.

"It's a pity that Chen Qing's family was killed by our Huaxia Weifu. There is a deadly feud between them. No matter how talented he is, he is my enemy." Bi Qiaoer thought to himself.But on the surface, after listening to everyone's narration, he smiled and said: "In this case, the songs of "Qinhuai Night Mooring", should all the younger sisters know?"

"We followed suit, but in some places we played badly"

"Well, it's okay to learn the tune. There are a few places in the song "Qinhuai Night Mooring". The lyrics can actually be changed a little bit. Let's explain"

Saying so, several girls returned to sit in front of the piano, Bi Qiaoer glanced around, and pressed her fingers on the strings of the Yaoqin. rise.

"Official willows move the autumn leaves, Qinhuai has twilight tide, who cares for the wandering far away, the heart is shaking"

The curling sound of the piano sounded from the room, and the performance of many people, most of them were not familiar with it, it should have been a bit chaotic, but among the sounds of the piano, the most clear and beautiful one was steady. The ground is walking with the tune, although the voices are all the same size, but the sound of the piano completely assimilates the rest of the music in terms of artistic conception.Afterwards, the soft and beautiful voice also brought everyone's singing. If there are guests who are proficient in this way, they may find that this music and singing skills are actually better than those in the Southern Tang Palace who are responsible for singing national songs. The singers who lead Li Yu's poems are not inferior in the slightest.

This voice is exactly the voice of Bi Qiaoer, the courtesan of Xiangyue Tower. Sometimes it is lively and brisk, and sometimes it is like flowing water like a bell, making people feel peaceful and comfortable. When the music sounds like this.

"Sister Qiaoer's singing skills are still so good"

Or admire or envy.Not long after, the lessons inside were finally over, and the rest was the girls' own practice.

The sunset is gorgeous, but the streetscape is still bright.

When the carriage passed through the streets of Jinling, the sun was shining from the western sky, pedestrians in boats and brocade clothes strolled leisurely by the side of the road, mixed with yellow and emaciated beggars, and occasionally Jianghu people with swords, holding cloth banners The pilgrim travels as a doctor, and the farmer who carries the burden walks with his head bowed.

The willow trees near the Qinhuai River had yellow leaves and swayed in the wind. When the sycamore leaves fluttered and rolled over the eaves above the road, the boatman of the black awning boat supported the wormwood and let the boat move forward quickly along the river.

Ye Chen looked at the black-covered boat for a while, and forcibly memorized a series of more than a dozen hand gestures made by a passenger on the bow with his right hand, and then translated them into words in his mind based on the sign language written by the Intelligence Department.

The boat and the carriage on the shore drove side by side for a while, the carriage turned onto the stone bridge, the boat passed under the bridge, and parted ways with the carriage at the corner of the waterway ahead.

Although Jinling does not have as many waterways as Hangzhou, there is never a shortage of small bridges and flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River.

The carriage passed through a short street and stopped suddenly, waiting for a gorgeous carriage surrounded by more than 20 guards in fresh clothes and angry horses to pass by.

"This is the carriage of Lord Zeng, Shangshu of the Ministry of War. I heard that Lord Zeng has been very close to the National Teacher recently." When the carriage stopped, Liu Zongyang, who was sitting opposite Ye Chen, said softly, showing how knowledgeable and well-informed he was. , Ye Chen naturally showed a look of surprise at the right time, and said some words of admiration.Now that Ye Chen is the guest teacher of the Liu family's children, in Liu Zongyang's eyes he is considered half of himself, so he can naturally say some things.

"Does Uncle Liu Shi seem to know a lot about these big figures in the court?"

(End of this chapter)