Baoen Temple is located in the south of the capital. A short distance away is the Nanchang Yamen. Liu Ziguang and the guards first went to the Yamen to change into casual clothes, and then went into the city to drink. It was late at night, and the city gate had long been closed, but with the help of Nanchang's
Even with the waist card, they successfully opened the city gate and entered the city. They went to the bustling place and found a restaurant that was open day and night and went in to get drunk.
The hotel the guards chose is called "Xianping Zhengdian". It doesn't look luxurious in appearance, but it is of high quality. It occupies an excellent location by the Qinhuai River. The architectural format is slightly different from the surrounding restaurants, and it vaguely resembles Xin Bianjing Street.
The charm of going to a restaurant. Liu Ziguang often travels on business and is not very familiar with the market on both sides of the Qinhuai River. According to the guards, the owner of this restaurant is quite tasteful. He spent tens of thousands of taels of silver just to come up with the name of the restaurant and hired a Western chef.
The astronomical experts and the adults of Qintianjian spent a long time before they came up with the name Xianping. Of course, the specific advantages are not understandable to ordinary people.
Not everyone can enter the Xianping main store. Only friends wearing kerchiefs are welcome. Traffickers and nouveau riche are all declined. The guards seem to have discussed it in advance. They all wear long robes and kerchiefs, looking like gentlemen. Liu Ziguang is also the same.
They were also dressed as ordinary scribes, holding a folding fan in their hands. Five or six people looked like students from some academy. They went out for a walk in the middle of the night and walked to the entrance of the Xianping main store. Seeing that they were all well-dressed, the waiter welcomed them in politely.
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As soon as I entered, I realized that Xianping Zhengdian is different. There are also many girls here, but the girls are very noble. Not only do they claim to be entertainers but not their bodies, they even have the right to choose customers. In other brothels, the most important condition is wallet.
It doesn't matter if you have money or not, you can win the girl's favor even if you don't have any money in Xianping Zhengdian. As long as you are good at poetry and painting, rich in economics, handsome, and suave, not only can you get a good daughter's red from the store without spending a penny,
It can also be the guest of beauties. In short, this place is an outlier in the brothel world in Beijing, a paradise for pretty girls to eat soft rice.
Men's nature is always mean. The harder it is to get something, the more they want it. A girl from an ordinary brothel can sleep with her for money, but a girl from Xianping cannot be bought with money. This arouses the passion of the talented people in the capital.
They are eager to win, and they are all proud of being favored by Miss Xianping. Even if they can't have a romantic relationship, just sitting in the shop, reciting poems, drinking wine and listening to the piano is still very elegant. It is far better than going to some vulgar and troubled times.
A beautiful woman reaches a higher level.
It snowed tonight, and many talented people crawled out of their warm beds and rushed to the Xianping main store to join in the fun. Therefore, the store was very lively, with an attendance rate of 70 to 80%. Liu Ziguang and others found a table and ordered drinks and food.
After a while, Liu Ziguang waved his hands to several guards to go find their own fun. In addition to being highly skilled in martial arts, the Ouchi guards were also good-looking, well-educated, and well-educated. Therefore, this guy also had some market share in the store, and soon he was all
After finding the target and showing off his "talent and learning", Liu Ziguang was left alone sitting at the table drinking wine.
There is a roaring stove in the store, and it is as warm as spring, but the windows are open, and an arc lamp shines outside. In the light, you can see dancing snowflakes, but they are just snowflakes, but there are more than a dozen in the flower garden outside.
The cold plum trees are facing the wind and the snow is blowing. The dots of bright red are set off by the falling snow, which is really eye-catching. The talented people all praised the beauty of this scene, and some couldn't help but recite some famous lines praising the plum blossoms through the ages.
Beside the broken bridge outside the post office, I am lonely and without an owner. It is already dusk and I am alone and sad, and it is even more windy and rainy.
I have no intention of struggling for spring, and I will let all the flowers be jealous. It will fall into pieces and turn into mud and grind into dust, but only the fragrance will remain the same.
There are several plum trees in the corner, and Ling Han is blooming alone.
I knew it wasn't snow from afar, because there was a faint fragrance.
These were poems written by Lu You and Wang Anshi in the Song Dynasty, both of which reached the pinnacle of praising plum blossoms. Therefore, after these two poems were read out, no one in the entire hall dared to write any more poems. For a while, there was only the hum of talented people whispering to each other. No one heard a soft sigh from upstairs. After a while, a cute doll came out from upstairs, dressed as a boy. He was about thirteen or fourteen years old. He stood by the railing and said: "My husband has composed a new song." Please correct the words." Everyone immediately fell silent and listened to the baby read the words.
The doll should be a girl, with a voice as gentle as an oriole.
Jiang Meiyin
Qinmei dances in the east wind, rejecting the dust,
When Gu She comes, the shadow of the flying flower sword wanders alone under the moon.
In the previous life, I was planted next to the Yao Pond,
The neon song is cut, the leisure green is beautiful, and the feelings are expressed freely.
Who separated Baochai for no reason?
The cold heroes fall, the jade branches break;
A wisp of fragrant soul leaves the mortal world and the cloud path opens.
I can't bear to listen to three tricks, but I'm even more afraid of crossing the mountain!
A night of lovesickness finally penetrates the bones,
Gusu Terrace, fragrant snow sea, thousands of miles of white.
After reading a poem, everyone downstairs applauded and praised it. They praised the poem for being extraordinary and exemplary. For a while, flattering words could be heard endlessly. At this time, another soft sigh came from upstairs. This time Liu Ziguang heard it. , but he didn’t take it seriously and still sat at the table eating wine.
The female doll listened to a few instructions behind her, and then said: "Sir, whoever can write a good poem praising plum blossoms can go upstairs to enjoy the snow and drink with him."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone immediately became excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood. They all bowed their heads in deep thought. After a while, several poems came out, but they were all general works with nothing new. They only heard the third sigh coming from upstairs. , and then a voice whispered: "Is it possible that after the four young masters from Jiangnan died, there is no one in this huge capital who truly understands the meaning of plum blossoms?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the man behind the crowd who had been sitting quietly and drinking suddenly stood up and read a divination aloud.
Wind and rain send spring home,
Blizzard welcomes spring.
It’s already a cliff with hundreds of feet of ice,
There are still pretty flowers and branches.
Beauty doesn’t fight for spring,
Just report the coming of spring.
When the mountain flowers are in full bloom,
She laughed in the bush.
That person was Liu Ziguang. He was already drunk at this time. Although his alcohol capacity was extremely high, it did not mean that alcohol would not affect his mood. The performances of these sour men stimulated his performance. Fortunately, he still had some in his stomach. This guy has been showing off as a martial artist in the past few years and has never had the opportunity to show off the few presidential poems he has mastered. Today he just has such an opportunity. This limelight will not go to waste, so the old man secretly cursed mlgbd, stood up and said this The first piece of fortune-telling was plagiarized. Yongmei recited it.
After reciting the lyrics, Liu Ziguang continued to sit down and drink, pretending to be cool, without looking at everyone. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all showed contempt and started to comment.
"What the hell, the battle is not neat."
"This poem is really vulgar. It's not an exaggeration to call it a limerick."
"Yes, Brother Nian, it's eight hundred times worse than the one you just composed."
But the sound of a wine glass falling to the ground was heard from upstairs, and then the female doll said: "My husband invites this guest to go upstairs to enjoy the snow and drink together."
Liu Ziguangxin said that you, the owner of a brothel, pretended to be a big clove of garlic and invited me to drink together. He didn't know how to do it. He raised his fist and said, "Thank you, it's fine downstairs, so I won't go up to bother you."
Everyone was shocked. This guy was so shameless. However, everyone present was a scholar and there were no ruffians, so they only expressed their indignation verbally, and no one came to pick a fight.
Liu Ziguang's reaction surprised the people upstairs. After a moment, Liu Ziguang only smelled a refreshing fragrance, and then he saw an extra person next to him. He was dressed in white and had a smile like a flower. He was holding a white jade fan bone in his hands.
She was wearing a folding fan and was looking at him with a smile. The two small dimples added a touch of playfulness to her dignified face. Although she was wearing men's clothing, she could not hide the turbulence on her chest. She was obviously a beauty disguised as a man. This beauty was not a young girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.
, but a big girl in her early twenties, with a long face and body, exuding the charm of a mature woman. She is dressed in scholar's men's clothing, and has a more heroic and elegant look. She is really a mature woman with temperament.
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"Since ancient times, plum blossoms have been a theme that has been chanted by literati for thousands of years. However, "Bu Suanzi? Ode to Plum Blossoms", which you used contrary to its meaning, is indeed very different from traditional plum blossoms. It is not about sadness, but laughter.
It is not aloofness, but the integrity and pride of the literati. A poem about plum blossoms has the power to sweep away the sadness, decadence, and reclusiveness of the literati, and create a new landscape and new atmosphere. It is really breathtaking and heart-warming.
"The mature woman did not say hello to Liu Ziguang, but made a comment. Then she picked up the wine bottle on the table and helped Liu Ziguang pour it. She filled up her own jade cup, picked it up and said, "Brother, for your own good.
The words should be clear and clear."
Liu Ziguang couldn't figure out where she came from, but she was so honorable that she came down to toast him. It was a little unreasonable to pretend to be pretentious, so he picked up the wine glass and said, "You're showing off your humiliation. I saw that there are fewer and fewer true gentlemen in the world, so I did this."
The words are just careless, without so much profound meaning."
The two drank a drink together, and the mature woman said: "It's noisy here, could you please move upstairs to talk." Seeing Liu Ziguang's slight hesitation, she added: "Why, are you afraid that I'll eat you down here?" After saying this, she smiled.
When he smiled, his dimples appeared again, and he was indescribably charming. Liu Ziguang stopped being pretentious and said, "It is better to obey orders than to be respectful."