"Misty Rain Tower? Where is that place? Who is Uncle Su?" Xiang Xiaotian came up from behind and shouted.
The boatman said with a smile: "Gentlemen, follow this road until you reach the cross slope in front. You will know when you get there. If Uncle Su has nothing to do, you should think of another way."
Chen Mengsheng thanked the boatman and walked forward on the wide bluestone road with Xiang Xiaotian and the others. Anqing Mansion is indeed a big place. It's almost time to turn on the lights. There are many pubs on both sides of the road and the traffic is dizzying. Behind the cross slope stands a tower.
There is a high courtyard. A pair of white jade animals as tall as two people are carved into auspicious animals standing on the left and right sides of the gate. On the red lacquer gate plaque, a big Chinese character "Su" is written with flying dragons and phoenixes.
Xiang Xiaotian couldn't help but admired: "He is really a great first officer. Only the Pang family of Yangzhou Prefecture can rival such a wealthy family."
Chen Mengsheng nodded and went over and knocked on the door. Soon a young man in green clothes and a black hat came out and opened the door. He asked, "Who is here? What's the matter?"
Chen Mengsheng saw that the young man's face was clear and his expression was refined. He cupped his hands and said, "People who are passing by from other places come here to pay a visit to Uncle Su."
The boy smiled and said: "Guests, please wait a moment while I wait for you to deal with me, sir. If it rains heavily, please go to the corridor to take shelter. The Su family in Anqing Mansion is based on benevolence and righteousness, and they will never let you stand outside in the rain."
It's raining." The boy turned sideways to let Chen Mengsheng and the four of them enter the corridor of the concierge, then hurried inside to report back.
Shangguan Yanran closed her umbrella, looked into the corridor from a distance and said with a smile: "Senior brother, look at it. There are hanging corners on the four eaves of the corridor that collect rainwater and drain water. It really rains like mist in the dusk."
Qi Ying was also surprised and said: "No wonder it is called the Misty Rain Tower. The rain is filled with water and mist, and it looks like there are endless layers of mist and rain."
"Haha, those are the rich people who have too much money and no place to use it, so they come up with such tricks that are of no use. If I just grow some vegetables and raise some chickens and ducks here, what happens when I encounter this kind of thing?
There's no need to go out in such a bad weather." Xiang Xiaotian was gesticulating in the corridor and criticizing the flowers and plants outside the corridor. Shangguan Yanran and Qi Ying simply gave him a blank stare.
The young man came over and said, "My master has invited some of you to the living room for tea. He will be here soon. Please follow me, and walk slowly and be careful of slippery roads." The young man led Chen Mengsheng and four others into the living room and then exited.
Yes, a maid will serve you fragrant tea.
Shangguan Yanran looked at several cursive calligraphy and paintings in the living room, and suddenly she raised her eyebrows and exclaimed: "Eh?...Huh?...Ah!"
Chen Mengsheng asked hurriedly: "Yanran, what's wrong with you?"
"Girl, you can't scare us. Did you see a ghost when you were so startled?" Xiang Xiaotian asked strangely.
Shangguan Yanran said in surprise: "Brother, this Uncle Su is not a simple man. I guess he is related to Layman Dongpo, a bachelor of Longtuge. Brother, you see here are all calligraphy and paintings of Layman Dongpo. Poems of Layman Dongpo
Wang Yang is very clear and expressive, and he likes to paint dead trees and strange rocks."
Xiang Xiaotian took a breath and said: "Girl, the Dongpo layman you are talking about is Su Shi and Su Dongpo from the father and son Sansu in the second year of Jiayou. In the second year of Yuanfeng, he was used by Li Ding and others to compose poems in Huzhou Prefecture.
The one who satirized the new law and almost had Song Shenzong beheaded?"
Shangguan Yanran nodded and said: "If it weren't for the Wutai Poetry Case, Dongpo layman was demoted to Huangzhou Tuanlian Deputy Envoy, he would not have written these "Former Chibi Ode", "Later Chibi Ode" and "Nian Nujiao"
·Chibi Nostalgic" This is an eternal quatrain. The river goes eastward, and the waves are washed away, and the romantic figures of the ages. To the west of the fortress, the way of humanity is, Chibi, the Zhou Lang of the Three Kingdoms. Rocks and clouds collapse, turbulent waves break the shore, and thousands of piles of snow are rolled up.
The country is picturesque, and there are so many heroes at one time! I think back to the time of Gong Jin, when Xiao Qiao got married for the first time, with a majestic appearance. She wore a feather fan and silk scarf, and while talking and laughing, the oars and oars disappeared into ashes. My homeland is wandering, and I am so sentimental that I should laugh at me. I was born early, and the world is like a dream.
One statue returns the moon over the river."
Shangguan Yanran was lost in thought while reading the poems on the wall. Applause suddenly came from the back hall behind her. Chen Mengsheng and others looked back and saw a tall middle-aged man stroking his beard and smiling.
"What the girl is reading is exactly the handwriting left by my grandfather. However, in his later years, my grandfather still liked the poem "Jiangchengzi" written by his first wife Wang Fu the most." The middle-aged man pointed to a calligraphy and painting in the center of the hall.
road.
Shangguan Yanran leaned forward and saluted: "The little girl is so arrogant. Uncle, don't blame me. How can it be that ten years of life and death are so uncertain that people can forget them? I wonder who you are, uncle?"
"Haha, I am the nephew of Su Shi's youngest son Su Guo, who is also Su Zhongfan. What's wrong with those who don't know? Why did you come to me?" Su Zhongfan looked at everyone with a smile.
Chen Mengsheng bowed and said: "We wanted to go to Chuzhou Mansion, but the boatman said that we can only go there if we come to Uncle Su, so we came to disturb us."
Su Zhongfan frowned and said: "Why are you going to Chuzhou Mansion? The Jin people have taken over Shandong there?" Chen Mengsheng couldn't say that he went to Shandong to find the soul of a dead ghost. It would make people suspicious if he said it.
Shangguan Yanran saw Chen Mengsheng's troubled look and smiled and said: "Because my senior brother is entrusted by others to rush to Linzi to fulfill his last wish, even if it is occupied by the Jin people, he cannot break his trust. I hope Uncle Su can
Give us a ride, we'd be very grateful. Just tell us how much money you need."
Su Zhongfan laughed loudly and said: "Okay, you are indeed a man of trust. I do have some foundation in Anqing Mansion. I will send a dog to take you to Chuzhou Mansion tomorrow. Don't go and pick up money and other common things. I have always respected and kept my word.
Dear man of your promise, come, there is a banquet in the back hall and I want to have a good drink with these friends..."
While drinking and drinking, Su Zhongfan called his wife and two sons. Taking advantage of the wine, Su Zhongfan praised: "This is Zhuo Jing Wen Su'e. My wife is the most talented woman in Jiangzhou. She is capable of playing chess, calligraphy, and painting."
Even if he is not good at singing and writing poems, he is still unparalleled..."
Mrs. Wen said with half shame and half anger: "Master, you are drunk, why don't you go back to your room to rest early. Don't talk nonsense in front of the guests." While speaking, Mrs. Wen ordered the servants to hold the drunken
Su Zhongfan went back to his room.
Mrs. Wen turned around and said to Chen Mengsheng: "My master is too drunk and has made everyone laugh. I asked two dogs to accompany the distinguished guests, and I left first." Chen Mengsheng and others quickly stood up and saluted Mrs. Wen off. In the back hall
Su Zhongfan's two sons frequently toasted to Chen Mengsheng and Xiang Xiaotian. As he spoke, Chen Mengsheng learned that the eldest of the two tall men was called Su Zhaoyun ### and Su Zhaohe. Su Zhaoyun was actually the same age as Chen Mengsheng. Tomorrow, Su Zhaoyun would sail out of the ship in person.
Send Chen Mengsheng and his party to the Chujiang Mansion. After three rounds of drinks, they got ready the day after tomorrow. The two young masters of the Su family left Chen Mengsheng and the four of them to stay overnight at the house, saving Chen Mengsheng from having to come back tomorrow.
The Su family has many guest rooms anyway, but when Su Zhaohe took Chen Mengsheng into the guest room, he said in a confused manner: "Sir, if you hear any strange noises at night, please don't panic. Just sleep peacefully..."
Chen Mengsheng didn't understand and asked: "Second Young Master, why do you say this?"
Su Zhaoyun laughed and said: "Sir, please don't pay attention to the drunken words of my second brother. It's getting late and we have to rush out tomorrow morning. Everyone, go and have a rest. If you need anything, just call the maid outside the guest room."
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Su Zhaoyun took Su Zhaohe and hurried away, leaving Chen Mengsheng and the other four in a daze. They asked the maids around them, but they all had no idea. Xiang Xiaotian coughed lightly and said,
Chen Mengsheng said: "Brother, I think there is something strange here!"
Chen Mengsheng waited for the maid to go away and then said: "It's not that their brothers are weird, but that Mrs. Wen who was at the dinner just now was weird. I saw an unspeakable look between her eyebrows, but I don't know what it is for?
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Shangguan Yanran pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Senior brother, I just saw you staring at Mrs. Wen. I thought Mrs. Wen's charm had mesmerized you!"
Qi Ying also sighed: "If Mrs. Wen could be twenty years younger, she would definitely be a stunning beauty with a smile that could captivate anyone."
Chen Mengsheng said in embarrassment: "Where have you gotten this into? I only see her because she has a secretive spirit. It doesn't matter what she looks like. Yanran, you have really wronged me..."
"Brother, don't explain. To explain another woman in front of a woman is to cover up. Mrs. Wen is beautiful. She has a dignified manner, bright eyes and white teeth, and she looks at the cleverness in her gestures...Brother, why don't you look at it?
Don’t admit the debt?”
Qi Ying's face turned sulky and she said: "Haha, you are looking at them very carefully. Sister Yanran, don't worry about them anymore. Let's go into the room and rest!"
"Okay, let them take their time to see it! Hehe..." Shangguan Yanran stuck out her tongue at Xiang Xiaotian, and pulled Qi Ying into the guest room.
Xiang Xiaotian looked at Chen Mengsheng and said: "Brother, I... I am provoking someone..."
Chen Mengsheng shook his head with a wry smile and entered the guest room next to Shangguan Yanran. Xiang Xiaotian entered the room, put down the Overlord Bow he was carrying, washed his face and said: "Brother, do you think Su Zhongfan is trying to harm us? His childhood son
What's the strange noise you're talking about?"
Chen Mengsheng packed up his baggage and said: "Su Zhongfan, who has a great and famous family, will definitely not have the intention of harming his life for the sake of wealth. I don't understand what Su Zhaohe said about the strange voices! I even controlled the dream method in Hulu Town.
I have heard the sound of collecting the Dharma, but I wonder if there are any weirder sounds in the world?"
Xiang Xiaotian lay down on the bed after washing up, and said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter what he says, let's get up and go on our way when we wake up."
Chen Mengsheng smiled and said nothing, and sat cross-legged and fell into meditation. After being raped by Zang Laosan in Hulu Town, Chen Mengsheng became extra cautious in unfamiliar places, closing his eyes and paying attention to all the disturbances...
It was past three o'clock at night, and Xiang Xiaotian in the room was already snoring like thunder. Intermittent singing sounds penetrated into Chen Mengsheng's ears like goose feathers. If he listened closely, someone should be playing the pipa and singing. Who was it?
Why are you playing the pipa so late? Could it be that Mrs. Wen has the habit of playing the pipa and singing songs in the middle of the night? Chen Mengsheng deliberately did not listen to the sound, but the pipa played was filled with resentment and heartbreak, as if it was an indescribable human suffering, and it seemed to be right.
People miss each other and whisper...
Chen Mengsheng had only heard someone playing the pipa in a painted boat in Yangzhou Prefecture, and he knew nothing about music. Since he was disturbed by the sound of the pipa and couldn't feel at ease, he might as well go out for a walk to relax...