He had walked in front of Yinggeyuan several times, but he never knew what it was like inside. He felt that this place should be a fairyland on earth, and it was definitely not comparable to places like Wanhua Tower, Anqingju, and Yuxian Tea House.
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But after walking around the front yard twice, Yan Anming felt a little disappointed.
Isn't this just a big mansion?
He is the cousin of the Grand Master. What kind of house have you never seen?
If my guess is correct, there are so many beautiful girls in this house, they should have some talents in playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and they are greeting the guests in the carved building.
Looking at the crowds in the front yard, I don’t know how many customers these girls have to serve every day. Maybe the first one leaves and the next one comes. Isn’t this a dirty place like the Dehua team?
Yan Anming frowned and lost interest. Suddenly, a waiter came up to greet him: "Sir, please take a look at your ticket!"
After checking that the ticket was indeed correct, the waiter smiled and said: "It was our butler's turn to greet you, but there are too many guests tonight. I will take you to whichever courtyard you like."
"Which courtyard?" Yan Anming really didn't know how to answer.
I have heard from my brother's friends before that the Yingge Yuan has a music academy, a poetry academy, an academy, and a chess academy.
Yan Anming was born into a wealthy family, and he knew a little bit about things like poetry, calligraphy, and music, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't have any skills that he could use.
If you want to talk about poetry, I can recite two such bad songs. When it comes to listening to music, I also remember a lot of popular songs in the city. When it comes to playing chess, I occasionally accompany others to play two games.
If you show off your family wealth here, won't you be ridiculed by others?
Let's go to the academy, Yan Anming's handwriting is quite neat.
The waiter led the way through the front yard and into the academy. Yan Anming became nervous.
Twelve carved towers are neatly arranged, and in each tower, guests hold pens and ink, writing on the spot.
After all, it is a place where scholars come. I am afraid that my two strokes of handwriting will be clumsy. That’s all. I will write a few words at a time, look around, and leave quickly. This place makes people feel uncomfortable. It is better to go to Wanhua.
We ordered a table of wine and food and found two ladies to keep us company.
While thinking about it, the waiter asked: "Which pavilion do you like?"
"Just find a place to write and take a look."
The waiter nodded and said, "Then let's go to Huihan Pavilion."
Huihan Pavilion is the largest attic in the entire Yingge Courtyard. It has a large foundation and high floors. Standing in front of the building, Yan Anming felt even more cramped.
After entering the main hall on the first floor, Yan Anming relaxed a lot.
There are quite a few acquaintances here.
Zhou Lang, who opened the fragrant medicine shop, wrote four words with his pen - the clothes are fragrant.
A woman looked at it for a long time and said with a smile: "Erlang is so tall and tall, which makes me intimidated when he first sews, but there is tenderness between the lines."
Zhou Zuorang said with a naive smile: "I am a bit crude, but I am more meticulous about the fragrance than your daughter's family. These four words have condensed half of my life's efforts."
Yan Anming sneered from the side.
To talk about half a lifetime's hard work, to talk about being more meticulous than your daughter's house, haven't you just spent half your life selling fragrant medicine?
Zhou Zhoulang's business is not small. He has four shops in the capital. Yan Anming has been to all of them. He doesn't have much ink in his belly. These four words are hung everywhere in the shop: The clothes are fragrant...
He can only use these four words.
Uh, he also brought some fragrant medicine?
Zhou Erlang took out a brocade bag from his arms and poured out two grains of sandalwood.
"Girl, smell it."
The girl took the sandalwood, smelled it, blushed and said, "It smells so good, it's really refreshing."
Zhou Erlang lowered his head and said, "That's all I have."
Yan Anming snorted, "You only have this little skill."
Such a handsome girl wants to fool someone with just two sandalwood sticks? What do you think? This is Yinggeyuan!
The girl tugged at Zhou Lang's lapel and said softly: "I also like sandalwood, but this incense is not mixed well. If I go to my room and let you burn a furnace of sandalwood, I hope you can
Erlang is generous with his advice."
Zhou Zhoulang said with a smile: "Young lady is too modest. I am a vulgar person, how dare I give any advice..."
The girl grabbed Erlang's hand and said shyly: "Erlang, come with me."
The two went upstairs.
It’s time to go upstairs!
Such a handsome girl went upstairs with just two broken sandalwood?
Yinggeyuan is nothing more than that. If I had known I would bring some medicinal herbs here!
Yan Anming was full of confidence and looked around for the girl, but saw an acquaintance again.
Isn't this Mr. Zhu, the shopkeeper of Zhu Skull Teahouse?
Shopkeeper Zhu is Lu Yanyou.
He was also writing, but instead of writing with ink, he was writing with tea.
There were seven teacups on the table. Shopkeeper Zhu picked up the teapot and ordered some tea one by one.
The tea soup was rolling and showing various patterns. Several girls gathered around and cheered continuously.
"Look, this looks like a peony."
"This is a kingfisher. Look at the wings, they are still flapping."
"Come on, come on, this is beautiful, this is a cloud, and there are raindrops under the cloud."
Yan Anming sighed and thought to himself: "This girl from Yinggeyuan is so ignorant. She's just teasing and playing, how can she make such a fuss?"
Are these girls really surprised?
of course not.
Their class in Yinggeyuan is not high. They are not second-class book inspectors or third-class doctorate writers. They are the lowest-class servant girls.
But even the servant girl has knowledge far beyond that of ordinary women.
What kind of sandalwood have they not used? What kind of tea art have they not seen?
The reason for showing such surprise is to highlight the talent of the guest.
If the girls from Yinggeyuan rely solely on their beauty, how can they stand proudly in Daxuan?
What retains men is not only their beauty, but more importantly, their body, which should make men feel that they are unique.
Shopkeeper Zhu gave each of the girls a cup of tea, and there was one cup left. He dipped it in to write. Before he could take up the pen, Yan Anming came forward to say hello: "Shopkeeper Zhu, you are from the Flower Teahouse. The girls in the teahouse are not enough for you.
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Lu Yanyou cupped his fists and saluted, "Shopkeeper Yan, I'm here to learn my skills. Go back and teach my tea doctors."
"How to teach? Should I teach you step by step, or..."
Lu Yanyou lowered his voice and said: "Shopkeeper Yan, this is a place for gentlemen. Go find the girl you like. Don't lose your dignity here."
Yan Anming snorted coldly and thought about where he could be of use.
There was a girl in front, holding her forehead and sitting next to the desk, she seemed a little dizzy...
Yan Anming quickly stepped forward to check the girl's pulse.
He was a medicine practitioner and had some medical skills. After diagnosing her pulse, he found that the girl just suffered from cold.
I didn’t bring the medicinal materials, so it’s not appropriate to write the prescription now, but where can I ask people to get the medicine?
Fortunately, he carried a pack of Ningshen Powder with him, washed it down with a glass of water, and gave it to the girl to drink.
Ningshen Powder is a unique medicine from the Yan Family Medicine Store. It has miraculous effects on headaches and dizziness. After taking it, after taking a short rest, the girl suddenly felt refreshed. She looked at Yan Anming and said, "My guest is really a miracle doctor. Only for this moment."
But it doesn’t hurt at all.”
Yan Anming waved his hands repeatedly and said: "Young lady is overly praised, she is just an ordinary person."
The girl thought for a moment and said: "This medicine is refreshing when taken. It must be composed of Angelica dahuricae, Fengfeng, Kudzu root and licorice."
Yan Anming was startled: "Does the girl understand pharmacology?"
The girl lowered her head and said: "I have had a headache since I was a child. Once it attacks, the pain is unbearable. I have taken countless decoctions and medicines, which can be regarded as a cure for a long-term illness."
Yan Anming sighed: "I also have a headache, so I always carry this medicine with me."
The girl looked at Yan Anming and said: "It's a blessing from God for me to meet a guest official. The sooner we meet, the sooner we meet, the less suffering I will suffer."
While talking, the girl looked at Yan Anming pitifully.
Yan Anming has seen countless beauties, but this woman's bright eyes have always held her soul.
Yan Anming's cheeks turned red, and he lowered his head and said, "The girl is a little weak. I know a little bit about the massage method. If you don't mind, I would like to help you with some conditioning."
The girl looked delighted and said, "Is this my humble concubine really so blessed?"
Yan Anming smiled and said: "I don't know what to call the girl."
"My concubine's name is Chunjuan. I don't know where I have been lucky enough to meet such a caring and considerate husband like you."
"Miss Chunjuan, then I will..."
The girl held Yan Anming's hand: "Mr. Lang, follow me..."
Chunjuan led Yan Anming upstairs. It took two days for him to come down.
Tickets are given for free, but they are only for people to come in and take a look.
After entering the attic, the amount of money that should be given should not be less than one tael.
Let me ask how much you spent in these two days?
The one hundred taels of silver he carried on the carriage was spent neatly, and he even asked the attendant to go back to the medicine shop to pay more than one hundred taels during the trip.
Feeling distressed?
is a bit.
But less than two days after returning home, Yan Anming went to Yinggeyuan again.
There were things there that he couldn't part with, things that he couldn't buy anywhere else.
There are three courtyards, three pavilions, four pavilions, and six floors. Under the Ministry of Rites, there are sixteen teaching halls, which are full of guests every night.
But what about the rules of the seminary? Isn’t it necessary to take an exam to join the cabinet?
Xu Zhiqiong changed the rules and lowered the threshold, regardless of status, in order to squeeze the money out of the pockets of these wealthy businessmen.
Businessmen are more willing to spend money than nobles, especially when they encounter the good things they really want but cannot have.
The girls in Jiaofang are the beauty they cannot have.
The sixteen classrooms have a daily income of up to 30,000 taels, 20% of which is given to the girls, 10% is subsidized to the classrooms, and the remaining 70% is collected into the treasury, with a daily income of 20,000 taels.
Looking at the account book, and then at the white money, Emperor Changle felt a lot more at ease, and his tone was finally relieved...
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Fuzhou, Luohuai County, Yisha Village.
Late at night, an old man and an old woman were sharing a piece of cake to eat.
The pancake is only about the size of a palm, divided into two pieces, enough for one person to take two bites.
A couple stood beside the two old people. The woman was carrying a backpack on her back, and there was a three-year-old boy in the backpack.
The boy looked at the cake, bit his lip, and cried.
He was hungry, he cried, he also wanted to eat, he reached out to the old man for it.
The young woman scolded the child with tears in her eyes.
The old woman couldn't bear it, so she left a mouthful and gave it to the child.
The old man saved a bite and gave it to the old woman.
The young man cried: "Dad, mother..."
The old man asked the young man to be silent.
After eating the pancakes, the old man helped the old woman up and gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go!"
A family of five walked towards the entrance of the village.
The road at the entrance of the village was blocked by a fence more than seven feet high. Next to the fence stood four chatting officials.
The old man grabbed the old woman's hand and trembled for a moment. The old couple rushed over first, followed closely by the couple holding the child.
The chatting officer shouted: "What are you doing? Are you asking for death?"
The old man and the old woman rushed towards the fence. When the two officials saw this, they picked up their spears and stabbed them!
The old man stood in front of the old woman, with two bloody holes poked in his stomach. He clutched the officer's spear, gave his last breath, and rushed forward.
The old woman held the old man's back and rushed to the fence desperately.
The young man jumped out and started fighting with another official.
The young woman carried the child on her back, stepped on the backs of the two old men, and climbed up the fence.
This old couple had no intention of living, they just wanted to be a ladder.
The young woman was about to climb over the fence.
An officer slashed the woman's leg with a sword.
The woman's hamstrings were cut off and she was about to be torn off by the officer as she was unable to use any strength.
The woman threw the child with the basket on her back over the fence.
"Run! Run!" the woman shouted at the top of her lungs.
The child climbed out of the basket and sat on the ground crying.
An officer jumped out from the fence, raised his saber, and chopped off the child's head.
Before the blade fell, a red light suddenly appeared, and an iron hook more than three inches long shot out from the lantern pole and hooked it on the official's chin.
"Ah, ah, ah..."
The iron hook passed through the lower jaw, and the hook point came out of the mouth.
The officer opened his mouth and looked at Xu Zhiqiong in front of him.
Xu Zhiqiong pulled the lantern, tore off the entire chin, turned around and opened the official's cover with a knife.
The official fell down and his brains flowed all over the floor.
The remaining three officers ran away, and one officer blew the horn.
Xu Zhiqiong jumped forward and killed two officers one by one with his sword. The remaining officer lost his horn and knelt down to beg for mercy.
Xu Zhiqiong used the iron hook on the lantern to hook the official's chin and asked: "Where is your county magistrate?"
The officer pointed to the distance, on the rural road, the lights flickered, and a large number of officers heard the sound of the horn and rushed over.
Xu Zhiqiong shouted loudly: "Lantern holder, hold the lantern!"