Lu Xiangjun, a native of Jiangdu, whose original name is unknown.
It is said that his father was a wealthy family in Jiangdu, and some said that his father was the secretary of Jiangdu. Regardless of the rumors, Lu Xiangjun once told people personally that his father died in the Jiangdu Rebellion.
She was still young at that time, and she went to Jiangling with her mother to avoid trouble, but ended up living in Zhangtai. It can be said that her life experience was quite miserable.
By the way, it is worth mentioning that during the war, people fled their homes and took refuge in the big cities. However, under the desperation of life, there were many porridge sellers and women sellers. Especially the Fireworks and Willow Alley housed many people whose families had been destroyed. Son.
Many wealthy families also took the opportunity to take in refugees as slaves and prostitutes when costs were lowest...
In other words, the war caused abnormal prosperity in some big cities. Chang'an and Jinyang were actually included in this list, but Luoyang and other places actually became the nests of bandits.
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Nowadays, the name of Jiangling's famous prostitute Lu Xiangjun is known to almost everyone in Jiangling City and even in Nan County, from high-ranking officials to peddlers.
Lu Xiangjun, who calls himself Fo Qian Ke, is also known as Wu Tao layman. He is proficient in writing and good at music. He is the author of "Jin Shu Ji", which has been circulated among Zhangtai. In the past two years, he has not only been worshiped by the women in brothels, but also made The nobles flocked to it.
Such a woman is undoubtedly one of Gangneung's treasures.
It was said that a nobleman wanted to admit her into the palace, but Lord Lu Xiang was unwilling and suffered a lot of persecution. In the end, Emperor Xiao Mian stopped her and the trouble was averted.
Some people even said that Zhang Xiu and her died because of what they had done...
These are all rumors and cannot be accurately determined, but it involves a political dispute between the powerful and powerful in the court, and it also involves a prostitute in a life-and-death situation. This shows how famous Lu Xiangjun is.
Cui Ke was naturally surprised that she could appear on the riverside.
Since ancient times, wine and sex have not separated families. Most people who are good at wine are addicted to beauty, and Cui Ke is no exception. It's just that he is a scholar and scholar who is better than sensuality, not one of those lechers who just want to offend beautiful women.
Literary men and famous prostitutes are the eternal topics in Jiangling and even the entire Jiangnan area, no matter before, now or in the future.
Lu Xiangjun is a typical Jiangnan woman, with fair skin, a full forehead, light eyebrows like leaves, and a pair of big eyes, which always seem to overflow with brilliance when she blinks.
What's even more different from ordinary people is that she is not tall, petite and exquisite, but her whole body is full of youthful vitality. She bounces around as she walks on the road, as if she is about to jump up at any time, like a cheerful deer. Look. It makes people happy.
Jiangnan women are well-educated and delicate, but when they come to her, they become more energetic and restless.
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The drizzle was continuous, and people came up to hold her an umbrella, but she avoided them with a smile. She just walked in the rain, curling up, and when she got closer, her clothes were slightly wet.
He bowed to the two people in Luzhong again and said in a loud and crisp voice, "The Lord has seen these two officials."
The two of them returned the greeting again. Although Xiao Lang was the master, he was very reserved. He was the official of Liang Dynasty, not anyone else. It was slightly inappropriate to meet a prostitute by the river. If he still behaved frivolously, he would not be the one to blame. A person's face is lost.
Cui Ke was also a high-ranking official, but he didn't care about that much. He waved his hand to invite guests, and his joy was beyond words.
"I had the honor to listen to a song at the Peach Fairy Party a few days ago, and I still feel the lingering sound. I didn't expect to be able to meet again today. How lucky is it? When the Peach Blossom Fairy arrives, the hall is filled with fragrance... It's a pity that this place is a bit simple and not fully welcoming. The courtesy of a guest is so negligent."
After saying that, he glared at Xiao Lang angrily. The corners of Xiao Lang's mouth twitched slightly, and he really wanted to kick this guy into the river.
Lu Xiangjun has a well-proportioned figure, but because of his stature, he always gives people a fleshy look. After hearing this, he laughed endlessly and said without any hesitation: "The officials are so complimentary, I am not an immortal.
, just a person in the dust...here, the river crosses, the mountains and rivers are covered by fog, a place where no hero can live, how can it be so simple?"
Although she is a prostitute, she is very courageous. Xiao Lang secretly nodded and said that he was well-deserved, mainly because the flattery was extremely comfortable.
Cui Ke seemed to have become the master, laughing and inviting the woman into the thatched cottage.
Lu Xiangjun sat down and looked around, looking at the wine and fish, and secretly thought in his heart that it was said in Jiangling that Master Xiao liked to eat fish and meat, and it was true.
It's just that in these days when wars are raging and many people are in danger, these two important officials of the court are still drinking and having fun. Although they are elegant, their behavior is really unacceptable.
If the heroes of Jiangzuo are like this, they will surely be harvested by others in the future... Humph, it is they who have no roots and no foundation, and are drifting in the world.
He was scornful in his heart, but showed no trace of it on his face. He drank a few glasses with Cui Ke in succession. A few wisps of blush gradually crept onto his face. It looked like the red tangerines that are abundant in Jiangling. He wanted to take a bite and see if it was right.
As sweet and juicy as a red orange.
She was not afraid of getting drunk, so she took the initiative to raise her glass and said: "Good times, good times, good wine and delicious food, distinguished friends sitting across from each other, discussing the rise and fall of the world, the two officials are in great spirits... The little girl entered here by mistake and disturbed people's purity. She should apologize.
Invite you two to drink this cup to the full, and the young lady will present a song to accompany the wine and food."
The three of them raised their glasses to each other and drank. Xiao Lang finished drinking and said, "Don't listen to the loud music for now. There is a painting here. Let's invite the Five Peach Masters to come and comment on it."
As he spoke, he waved to his servant to bring a scroll and placed it in front of Mr. Lu Xiang.
Lu Xiangjun smiled brightly, lowered his head, grabbed the scroll and rubbed it for a long time, then raised his head and said with a smile: "Li Keqing is so stingy. I have begged her many times, but she never asked her to draw a sparrow for me. Today I got my wish, but
I would like to express my gratitude to the Xiao Ge Department."
As his eyes flashed, he almost couldn't control Xiao Lang's palace. He thought to himself twice, "Beauty is a disaster, and the ancients would never deceive me."
Cui Ke was sore over there. You, Master Xiao, looked serious, but secretly not only hid Li Keqing's paintings, but also used them to invite Lu Xiangjun. What a good trick.
Li Keqing was also one of the famous courtesans in Jiangling, and her reputation was no worse than that of Lu Xiangjun. She was skilled in calligraphy and painting, and studied under Yang Jue, a great Jiangnan painter.
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She was much older than Lu Xiangjun, and she became famous earlier than Lu Xiangjun. A few years ago, she married Wang Ju, the Minister of Civil Affairs, and was deeply favored. She was a model for women in brothels at that time.
Unfortunately, Wang Ju died of illness not long after. Wang Ju's relatives kicked Li Keqing out of the house because he was from a brothel, so Li Keqing returned to his old business and continues to this day.
Cui Ke actually had two paintings by Li Keqing hidden in his home, but he still looked at the scroll in Lu Xiangjun's hand with envy, so he smiled and said: "Why don't you open it and take a look, I don't know if the painting will be improved."
Lu Xiangjun hugged the scroll tightly, and said with a smile as if he was afraid that others would snatch it away: "Forget it, this place is damp, wouldn't it be a pity if it got dirty?"
Xiao Lang and Xiao Lang couldn't help but smile when they saw her like this. Just now she had praised this place as being like flowers, but now she disliked the dampness. Women are indeed fickle, and this has been the case since ancient times.
Lu Xiangjun played with it a few times, and she came here to meet her because of the benefits promised by Xiao Lang. Otherwise, she would not have come to the river to enjoy the breeze when nothing happened. As for the internal history order, Shangshu Zuo
She didn't care much about the official title of the Prime Minister.
The dignitaries she met in Jiangling were almost as good as those who had crossed the river. In fact, the more important they were like Xiao Lang and Cui Ke, the easier it was to deal with them. The most annoying thing was that those who had official positions, big or small, would entangle with you regardless of their face.
It's really hard to pass up.
She is more open-minded than Li Keqing. She will never marry a member of a wealthy family. She may live a miserable life while looking at the scenery. With their background, who can really protect them from the wind and rain?
Of course, she would not neglect these two high-ranking officials. She put the painting down reluctantly and thanked Xiao Lang again for his generosity.
As Li Keqing grew older and experienced many ups and downs, she either understood the value of rare things or was too lazy to write. Anyway, there were fewer and fewer paintings, leaving people like her who really loved them nowhere to be found.
Now that I have received a favor from someone, I naturally want to repay it. After saying a few words of thanks, I got up and walked to the Yao Qin that had been placed. I closed my eyes and calmed down. After a long time, I gently fiddled with the strings a few times, adjusted the strings slightly, and placed my hands on the Qin.
Up, look straight ahead with both eyes.
At this time, her temperament had changed drastically. Before, she was chatting and laughing with others, and she was almost like a good friend for many years. She showed some charm from time to time, which could always attract the attention of two men.
But when she sat by the piano, she became dignified, focused, sincere and solemn, as if she were a distinguished guest.
So Cui Ke stopped drinking, and Xiao Lang stopped eating his fish fillets. They both sat up straight and listened carefully... Their respect for art and their own cultivation were clearly revealed at this moment.
What the nobles of Kansai, who are like wolves and tigers, lack is this leisurely elegance...
"Both of you are elegant people, but this is a shame for the country gentleman. I went on an outing a few days ago and walked in the valley. I felt something in my heart, and then I heard a song. I don't know if it will reach the ears of the Fang family. If it is not played well,
, please also invite two Yazheng."
After finishing speaking, he gently raised his hand and plucked the strings...
The tinkling sound of the piano gradually flowed into the thatched cottage, the tone was soothing, and it made people quiet like magic. At this time, it seemed that there was only the sound of the piano, and the river wind was still sounding, gradually becoming one.
The sound of the piano became more and more ethereal. Xiao Lang and Cui Ke listened quietly, as if they had smelled the fragrance of flowers, grass, and soil, and seemed to hear the chirping of birds and the gurgling streams passing by them.
The notes are beating happily, expressing joy and washing the human spirit, making people slowly become more thorough and isolated from the mundane world.
After an unknown amount of time, the sound of the piano gradually died out, and the last note echoed in the thatched cottage with an aftertaste...
The thatched cottage became quiet, but there still seemed to be something lingering in it. Lu Xiangjun slowly retracted his hands and bowed down to bow. The person he was bowing to was not a distinguished person, but the Yao Qin in front of her.
With such a heart, it's no wonder she can play such a tune.