It was almost midnight, and the bustle in Jiangning City was gradually reaching its peak. The carriage crossed from the Su Mansion and passed through a road with relatively few people. When approaching Wuyi Lane, the speed slowly slowed down.
Along the way, there were countless lively firelights swaying outside the carriage. Opening the curtain and looking outside, even the usually quiet road was very lively at this time. When we arrived at the commercial street near Wuyi Lane, there were only a few people on the road ahead.
Seeing the crowds of people, the carriage seemed to be stuck in a quagmire and it was difficult to move forward. A procession with a dragon dancing was coming from the other side beating gongs and drums, so the young coachman had no choice but to park the carriage next to it.
"Sister Xiaochan, it's going to be hard ahead."
This boy is probably one or two years older than Xiaochan, but he still calls her sister. Although it seems that Xiaochan is just running around with Ning Yi in the past few months, in fact this little girl
She and her other two sisters have been training under Su Tan'er for many years. Su Tan'er may be in charge of the Su family in the future. Her three most trusted maids, even the big and small deacons, have to give
This is why she, a little girl, can call a carriage. This young man who signed a 20-year contract of betrayal shortly after entering the Su Mansion knew her identity to some extent and treated her respectfully.
He looked at this girl who looked younger than him with some curiosity.
"See, I'll get off the car right here. You can go back." Xiaochan opened the curtain and came out, jumped out of the carriage, turned to smile at him, and then waved, "Thank you."
"My, my name is Dongzhu." The young man gathered up his courage and stuttered out his name, then raised his head and said, "There are too many people in front of me, I will send you there."
"Brother Dongzhu." Xiaochan smiled and bowed to thank, then waved and turned around, "No, it's okay." She ran towards the crowd like a butterfly, and she could still see a few waving in the air with her little hands.
down, then submerged in it and disappeared.
Xiao Chan has walked back and forth in Suzhou city many times and is very familiar with her. Regardless of the extreme situation, in terms of social interaction, handling of affairs, and ability to deal with minor troubles, the seemingly innocent and cute Xiao Chan is actually
He is much taller than the rural boy named Dongzhu. What's more, in such a crowded place, no one would embarrass a little girl who comes out to go shopping and join in the fun. There are indeed many dandy second generation hooligans and bullies these days.
But it's not really that easy to come across.
The noisy sounds jumped through the crowds of people dancing dragons, and faint singing came from a nearby brothel, which merged into the boiling sound of the market. After a while, someone also held a piece of rice paper and walked from the street.
The head quickly came over: "Lichuan Poetry Society, Tang Yu and Tang Gongzi's new poems chanting bamboo..." Then he posted the paper on the poetry list in front of a shop. There were crowds of people around, one pushing tea eggs and thousand layers.
The old man driving the cake cart smiled and avoided the crowd. Xiaochan also quickly avoided the cart and followed behind with a smile to watch the excitement.
After reading a few words, Xiaochan quickly followed the flow of people to the river at the other end of the street. Wuyi Lane is not far from this street. The alley is relatively narrow, but it is also full of lively atmosphere and bright lights.
It was bright and crowded with people, and close to the river bank, you could already see the most lively Confucius Temple.
This riverside street is the brightest pearl in the entire Jiangning City. The road is full of exquisite lanterns. The Puyuan Poetry Club's six-boat cruise on the Qinhuai River all night long, but at this time, they will definitely pass by.
Here, Xiao Chan had experience in participating in poetry gatherings, so she ran directly here to wait. She found a curio shop run by Pu's family on the side of the road and handed in the invitation, and the other party quickly called someone to stop a boat.
The small boat, and at this time, the magnificent Dragon Palace on the Water had also appeared at one end of the Qinhuai River in the distance, and was heading this way against the backdrop of many painted boats.
Small boats on the river approached and sailed away from time to time. This small boat then left the shore lightly amid the lights and rowed towards the huge boat approaching in the middle of the river. The little girl on the bow gently hooked her fingers with her hands.
In front of him, he raised his head and looked at the painting boat that was getting closer. The light from the lanterns on the painting boat gradually illuminated the little girl's cute bun and slightly yearning face. The sound of music spread from the river, and there was another wave inside.
The song and dance was probably coming to an end, but she didn't feel regretful at all. It was actually good to be able to come and play. If she could learn a few songs here...she remembered how her uncle liked to listen to music at night...
Well, my uncle will be very happy.
The singing and dancing dispersed in the boat, and then there was warm applause. Later, a boat came from the shore and brought up several outstanding poems that appeared in the big poetry meeting, and some also added some praises and comments from everyone.
.The poetry club cannot be a large group of people sitting around reading and writing poems all the time. In fact, there have been many programs since the sailing boat set sail, such as listening to lyrics, listening to music, guessing lantern riddles, watching the scenery, etc., always giving everyone atmosphere and insights.
, but at this time, we have finally entered the most critical stage of this event. Because speaking of it, although tonight's carnival will even last until after midnight, that is, after three o'clock in the morning, in fact, after midnight, the poetry meeting
It will gradually become desolate.
The main reason is that most of the elderly or middle-aged people with poor health - most poets are in poor health - can only party until this time at most. After this time, they can no longer support themselves mentally, and basically all have arrived
When I go home. In the literary world, these people are naturally the ones who have a certain reputation. If you want to be famous and get attention tonight, the opinions of these people are the highlight. And after they leave, the remaining ones are the real talents.
The game of beauties can only become a theme after picking up girls when you are young, which is equivalent to a grand gathering of prostitutes. Although in this era when prostitutes are common, this matter can indeed be given a fancy name, but the meaning has been lost.
So important, fame and beauty are given to most men in this era to choose, and they will choose to be famous first.
Therefore, by this time, all kinds of good poems have been published one after another. In fact, some of the best ones have been passed on before. There are some poems about the moon that are amazing tonight, and Su Tan'er also copied a few.
On the plain white paper in front of her, she was chatting softly with a female family member of the Wu family whom she knew next to her.
In fact, she also loves poetry. Although she is not good at it, poets are like modern stars in this era. Which girl does not have a little bit of romantic thoughts in her heart. She is not good at it, so she is not good at poetry.
She was even more fond of him, and the feeling of a certain talented man showing off his literary talents in front of everyone naturally made her heart move.
Of course, this is just a part of the spiritual pursuit in life, just like many people in modern times like Andy Lau. Although she likes it, she usually doesn't show it too much, and her husband Ning Yi is probably not very good at poetry. From the looks of it
After singing the song "Three lotus roots float on the green pond and the raft can be thought of by Ai", she understood clearly. Besides, he also confessed it himself, but this actually didn't matter.
After a while, Xiaochan also came over with a maid who was leading the way.
"Has your husband gone to bed?"
"Well, let's go to sleep."
"Juan'er and Xing'er are there, how about letting them put on a cushion and squeeze in?"
"Okay, Miss, I'm coming over... Hello, Miss Wu San."
After bowing to the female family members of Wu Mansion next to her, Xiao Chan trotted towards the direction where two little girls were waving. At this time, Juan'er and Xing'er were sitting together in front of a short table, which was filled with various kinds of things.
Xiaochan sat in the middle of the exquisite melons and fruits, and the three girls huddled together laughing and joking.
Not far away, Su Tan'er and the female family members of the Nawu Mansion got up and walked around. In gatherings like this, the male guests and the female family members are usually separated, with screens separating them, but of course it is not strict. The people invited by the Puyuan Poetry Club are not
They are all Yunying's unmarried eldest ladies, and they are basically couples who come with their families. Although they are separated by some distance, everyone observes a little etiquette, but walking around, the husband and wife can always meet and talk. Su Tan'er is accompanying them.
The female family members of Wufu walked to the side of the boat and looked at the lights on the shore, and the husband of the other party also came over. Wufu was doing the largest cloth shop in Jiangning, and both parties had known each other before. They exchanged a few words and talked about cloth.
Su Tan'er originally wanted to avoid suspicion by letting the couple talk about their intimate words. A short distance away, Xue Jin and several other young masters also came over waving folding fans. They wore bachelor's headscarves and changed into merchant-like clothes, becoming students.
Dressing up, when the evening breeze blows, it seems to be quite a bit like a feather fan scarf - oh, a folding fan scarf style.
Xue Jin was a bit in the limelight tonight. He had just written a poem about the moon, which was sung by everyone. It was one of the most outstanding poems at the Puyuan Poetry Festival tonight. At this time, the man from Wu Mansion came over and bowed his head.
He cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Brother Xue is such a talented person. I'm afraid he will be favored by Miss Qilan tonight. I'm very happy and congratulated."
Qilan is one of the most famous prostitutes in the Qinhuai area in recent years. She is known as a prostitute who is both talented and beautiful. She has some relationship with the Pu family, so she can be invited this time. She will choose the poem she likes and sing it in the evening.
Of course she has prepared several songs, but the few poems she chooses to sing are often the ones that attract the most attention at a certain stage of the poetry show.
The operation here is complicated. It is not just talent that determines everything, but talent can indeed determine the majority. Xue Jin's poems are good in themselves and he has a good family background, so there is a high possibility that he will be regarded as the finale. If he is favored here, then he will be the winner.
In the next few months, I am afraid that I will have the opportunity to get close to Miss Qilan, and be invited to a banquet or discuss poetry and essays. This is a very public thing, and if I can further get hold of Miss Qilan, it will be broken.
The fact that her body is in the room is even more proof of the ultimate achievement of his masculine charm.
The Qinhuai River has been flowing for hundreds of years. Stories like this happen every year, and they can become popular topics for a long or short time. In such topics, men naturally steal the limelight, and then they are reported
With your name, people will also envy you for being a talented and romantic person, and your reputation is somewhat resounding.
Being praised at this time, Xue Jin was very humble. The female family member of the Wu Mansion next to him also smiled and said: "I was a little moved after hearing Mr. Xue's poems." Su Tan'er also liked the poems and started to praise them.
A few words. In fact, people who are really familiar with the people carrying people in the sedan chair, such as this woman from the Wu family, such as Su Tan'er, will understand that most of the poems of the other party are bought from a certain famous artist to make them popular.
Xue Jin smiled happily and gave a few words of humility. The two sides talked for a while, and then Xue Jin said: "It's a pity that Brother Ning didn't come here. Otherwise, seeing such a grand occasion, there will definitely be something good..."
Su Tan'er frowned. Several people seemed to be talking happily here. As the host, a middle-aged man from the Pu family also came over. This man was the younger brother of the head of the Pu family, named Puyang Yu.
, he had won the imperial examination in his early years, and he also had some talents. He himself was always traveling around to entertain people. At this time, he interrupted the topic with a smile and asked what everyone was talking about. Xue Jin explained that Su Tan'er's husband Ning Ning
Ning Yi was originally planning to come, but it was a pity that he caught wind and cold in the past few days, otherwise Ning Yi would be so talented and so on.
"I see that's not necessarily the case. I heard that even though Ning Yi has studied for several years, he is just a mediocre person. It doesn't matter whether he comes or not." A person from behind said.
Xue Jin turned around with a smile: "Brother Feng, please don't talk nonsense. I've seen Brother Ning's demeanor and demeanor. The Su family has been searching for thousands of times, and they just chose Brother Ning..."
Su Tan'er's husband Ning Yi is not very talented. People from Wufu who have some friendship with Su Tan'er know that. Therefore, although Ning Yi's health was also asked during the conversation, it did not involve poetry and literary talent.
Yes, watching each other's performance at this time, the two people from the Wu family naturally understood Xue Jin's thoughts. Xue Jin used to pursue Su Tan'er and came to propose marriage to no avail. He used some resentment and resorted to tricks. To be honest, the performance was
There is no technical content, but the effect will not be compromised. If you continue to talk like this, there will be a rumor in these small circles tomorrow that Su Tan'er married a loser. The Wu family woman gave her husband a wink and wanted him to
After a short cut, the man saw it, but he hesitated for a moment and didn't know what he was thinking. Su Tan'er smiled and was about to speak, when Xiao Chan appeared from beside her.
"Yes, my uncle is very good at writing poems." She was having a fight with Juan'er Xing'er while eating. She was holding a piece of pastry and tried to repeat the magic trick Ning Yi taught her, but she missed it and the pastry fell to the ground. Then three
People also noticed the situation here. Juan'er and Xing'er said that the young master of the Xue family had bad intentions. Chan'er thought about it and came closer at this time, "My uncle even wrote a poem tonight."
As soon as the little girl said this, Xue Jin over there and Su Tan'er over there were stunned. After a while, Xue Jin laughed: "Oh, Brother Ning also has a masterpiece? That's great, I just want to share it with everyone.
Let’s take a look.”
He looked surprised and magnanimous, but in fact he was already laughing in his heart. He had already asked about Ning Yi's talent. After reading so many years, he could write poetry, but what would it look like when written?
It’s hard to say. At this time, I just thought that Xiao Chan didn’t understand appreciation. If I had looked at the situation before, there might have been a few people gossiping, but it wouldn’t mean much in fact. But if I really took out a poor poem for everyone to “evaluate”
"If you know what effect it will have, then it is completely confirmed.
"Well, okay." Xiao Chan nodded, took out the folded paper from his clothes, and babbled, "My uncle felt uncomfortable at night and wanted to hear Xiao Chan sing, so Xiao Chan
I took a book of poems and asked my uncle to choose one. But he said he didn’t like them very much, so he wrote one by himself. Well, this is it, and Xiaochan copied it..."
I didn't like them all, so I wrote one myself... The tone was so loud that Su Tan'er and Puyang Yu next to her frowned. Only Xue Jin smiled brighter and more sincerely. Xiaochan said,
The paper was handed over to Su Tan'er, who had a doubtful expression on her face. Su Tan'er looked at the rice paper to make sure there were words on it, then looked at Xiaochan, and then officially turned it back to the rice paper. She opened her lips lightly and silently read it while reading.
word.
Halfway through the recitation, the speed of opening the lips slowed down, but the look in the eyes gradually became more complicated. Finally, he settled on it, looked at Xiaochan again, and then returned to continue reciting the poem on the paper silently.
Xue Jin smiled, stretched his neck and looked around. Although he couldn't see it, he was still very happy...
What's the use of reciting silently? Anyway, you still have to show it to everyone. Then I can just recite it for you, ha!
He thought happily, as if the prank was successful.
After a moment, a large firework rose from the side of the ship, and amid the magnificent flames, Su Tan'er handed over the words.
"Please comment from Puyang Shishu..."
Puyang Yu had already seen the clues, and nodded and smiled at this time. He was very fond of Miss Su's family who seemed to be weak but was actually not inferior to her husband. It was normal even if a husband with little talent and knowledge was married into the family. On the contrary,
Xue Jinmeng Lang was mean and unpleasant, so he decided that even if the poem was not good, he would still say a few nice words to smooth things over. He took the poem, looked down at it, and was already thinking about what kind of evaluation he should use.
Fireworks were rising, and others were waiting for his first comment. Xue Jin smiled elegantly, courteously and courteously. Su Tan'er glanced at him, then her eyes fell back on the paper in Puyang Yu's hand, and she bit her lower lip gently.
As the flame flickers on and off, the eyes are complicated and difficult to describe...
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