Chapter 2 Willows on the Pond in Smoke, Peach Burning on Jinjiang Embankment
In the most luxurious private room on the third floor of Zuixiang Pavilion.
The melody is pleasant, the dancer is enchanting, and the gauze curtain is hazy, so uncomfortable.
Jiang Nan, who had left and returned, met a man wearing a navy blue embroidered Ruyi gown, a gold silk jade belt around his waist, a mountain silver fan in his hand, and a jade crown inlaid with rubies. Sitting in his arms was a beautiful lady, looking at the domineering rich man.
He nodded and bowed, and said with a flattering smile:
"Mr. Zhang, that guy is here, he can take on this job."
"There are many people tonight. The one who can come up with three pairs, upper, middle and lower, is guaranteed to win the favor of Xie Daru."
"In addition, in order to avoid a gap between several people competing for pairs, which will hurt the harmony."
"Tonight we have a new way of playing, but in the end we still follow the rules to one pair and two hundred taels."
There are many dandies in Huaiyang City who are not very talented and knowledgeable, and even more ignorant. They always give a thumbs up and admire the skills of this gunman Pinglefang.
When the handsome Zhang Xiuran heard this, he felt happy as he was not good at poetry.
Having been in Huaiyang City for almost a year, I have some understanding of the abilities of the strongest gunman in Ping Lefang.
Since I dare to say that I am favored by Xie Daru, it must not be without purpose.
Even if he doesn't come out on top, he will definitely be in the top ten and make a splash in front of others.
Zhang Xiuran tapped Jiang Nan with the silver fan in his hand and asked with great interest:
"Oh? What kind of gameplay?"
Jiang Nan stepped forward with a smile, held his hands and said:
"Please also ask Mr. Zhang to bring out all the cash and silver you have with you, not including gold, jade and jewelry."
"A little calculation shows that among the young masters, the one who brings the most cash tonight will have the best pair."
When Zhang Xiuran heard this, he raised his eyebrows and said with a playful smile:
"It's interesting. He's a smart guy. No one will be offended by this. Our winning or losing depends on luck, so we won't cause any trouble."
"This method is really wonderful. No wonder the gunman only cooperates with you."
As he spoke, Zhang Xiuran took out a stack of banknotes from his arms, picked up one and stuffed it between Mei Ji's snow peaks, teasing Mei Ji's face to flush, and said with a proud smile:
"Let me show you our strength. In addition, the results will come out soon, and other people who are familiar with me have been invited. I have a new way of playing."
"What a coincidence, the other four are all acquainted with you."
After Jiang Nan checked the banknotes in horror, he sighed:
"Master Zhang is really rich. I think you will win the jackpot today!"
"Hahahaha, if you can talk, you should be rewarded!"
A golden bean was thrown at Jiang Nan, causing Jiang Nan's monkey face to smile like a chrysanthemum.
This scene appeared again in the other four private rooms.
A quarter of an hour later.
Jiang Nan quickly slipped into the alley, handed the eighteen taels of silver and pen and paper to Ye Qing, and complained with a pout:
"Here, the old rules are, deduct the commission from the building, and the rest will be six for you and four for me."
"But Qing Xiaolang, this is a great opportunity to make money. Wouldn't it be better to let them bid?"
"Did you know that one of the young men brought 37,400 taels of silver notes, not to mention the other four rich young men from other places?"
"We really lost a lot of money, it really makes me heartbroken!"
Ye Qing smiled calmly, put away his money and picked up a pen to write, and reminded him:
"Thank you Daru here tonight. If the bidding starts, you will definitely get angry. Don't forget that these young men never regard people like us as human beings. You know better than me how many people like us die in Pinglefang every day."
"
Ye Qing put away his pen and shook the paper to dry the ink. Seeing Jiang Nan's dissatisfaction, he sighed and comforted:
"Right now, we can take money with peace of mind, and you have their favor, which is better than anything else."
Jiang Nan, who had a complicated expression on his face, took the paper, looked at Ye Qing's soft and handsome face, pursed his lips, and said with emotion:
"It would be great if we had your open-mindedness!"
"Hey, isn't it three pairs? Why did you write five pairs?"
A playful look appeared on Ye Qing's face:
"You said there are five of them in total. These two pairs are just joking. If you show those young masters, they will understand and I guess they will reward you."
"Remember to copy it from scratch and burn the original manuscript."
Ye Qing patted the banknotes in his arms and walked into the brightly lit alley with a springy smile while riding the still cold night wind, his steps brisk.
Jiang Nan was left holding the brush like a stick and copying the pairs.
After finishing copying with great effort, Jiang Nan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said sadly:
"It's terrible, we haven't learned to write. Every time I copy it, it's like killing me half of my life."
He hurriedly stuffed the original manuscript and his own copy into his arms and ran towards Zuixiang Pavilion.
But he didn't notice that a piece of paper fell to the ground and floated to the bustling street with the night wind.
In Zhang Xiuran's private room in Zuixiang Pavilion.
Five noble and distinguished young men gathered together, laughing and chatting constantly.
As soon as Jiang Nan entered the door, she was met with the expectant eyes of the five young masters.
He bowed and smiled flatteringly, first took out three pairs from his arms, and said to please:
"Young gentlemen, let's take a look at this low-class pair first."
"Let's see if you can get what you want."
The ugly, twisted handwriting was placed on the table in front of the five young masters.
hiss!
When they saw clearly what was written on it, all five young men gasped.
They all stood up and crowded in front of the paper.
Jiang Nan looked amused, and he cursed in his heart:
"We know you are excited, but there is no need to be so excited."
And the voices of praise from the five young masters were endless.
"Hiss, Deng Shen Village Temple Bell, I think this is very good, why did you order it to be inferior?"
"Yes, this is already extremely neat. How could you be so inferior? Take out the others quickly!"
Jiang Nan smiled and took out another pair: "Gentlemen, this is an average pair."
Zhang Xiuran pursed his lips tightly and exclaimed:
"No wonder this is a middle-class pair. The beacon sale of desert willows has a more far-reaching intention."
"This is a metaphor for Monan Prefecture's resistance to the Southern Barbarians. It's really high!"
"Quickly, take out the superior pair and let us see how absolute it is!"
Jiang Nan was overjoyed and took out a piece of paper under the expectant eyes of the five people.
Even more exaggerated exclamations sounded in the private room.
“Smoke Lock Pond Willow!!!”
"It's neat. It's too neat. It's incomparable to Xie Daru's Tao Burning Jinjiang Embankment!"
"When this pair comes out, they will definitely be the top pick tonight."
"My dear, these three pairs, upper, middle and lower, are all top-notch in my eyes. It's impossible to judge them at all!"
.......
People kept praising him, and Jiang Nan's smile became thicker and her eyes showed pride.
Ye Qing is his brother, and what belongs to Ye Qing belongs to him.
Look, these young masters praise Ye Qing, they are praising him!
Jiang Nan, who was groveling, could not help but straighten up his waist.
Zhang Xiuran tapped the silver fan in his palm and praised: "As expected of him, as long as he takes over the job, what he brings out will definitely be called Huaiyang City..."
Speaking of this, Zhang Xiuran said categorically: "No, the whole Shenqi City will be amazed."
The other four people nodded in agreement.
Jiang Nan originally wanted to take out two free playful pairs.
Now it seems that it must be sold to someone else.
This is all money!
Chu Xi, the second son of Jinling's tycoon businessman, who was covered in dazzling treasures and looked like a walking treasure trove, couldn't wait to pick up the inferior 'Deng Shen Village Temple Bell', grinned at the crowd and said:
Guan Zizai, who had a mustache and looked elegant and elegant, bowed his hands to everyone and left happily.
"Everyone, please take the first step. Once you win Xie Daru's favor, and there is hope for spring, let's have a good time over wine!"
Zhang Xiuran took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and with a bright light in his eyes, he picked up the 'Smoke Lock Pond Willow' but it was as steady as a rock.
"Brother Zhang, aren't you going yet?"
"Brother Zhang, go quickly, this is a good time to gain fame."
Facing the urging of the other two people.
Zhang Xiuran's eyes were bright and he shook his head decisively:
"No rush, just wait! Of course, the most important thing should be left at the end!"
Wait for those two people to heat up the scene.
When the whole building is filled with cheers.
He, Zhang Xiuran, stood out from the crowd and became the most eye-catching one!
Afterwards, the three people immediately came to the window curtain, looking forward to the next scene through the gauze.
Boom!
The sound of gongs and drums.
There was an instant silence in the Zuixiang Pavilion where people were singing and dancing.
The young man in Zuixiang Pavilion sang: "At the beginning of the year and in the new year, the young master has lit up the temple bells in the village and burned the peaches on the Jinjiang River embankment. Thanks to the great Confucian for commenting, good! You all, be honored!"
"What? That idiot Chu Chuxi actually made such a good match? Are you kidding me?"
"Deng Shen Village Temple Bell has a good artistic conception and complements the Tao Ran Jin River Embankment. No wonder it works so well!"
"..."
Zhang Xiuran and the other three raised their mouths, listening to the shocked cheers in the attic, their eyes could not conceal their pride.
Boom!
The gongs and drums sound again!
The boy in Zuixiang Pavilion rubbed his neck, blushed and shouted:
"Guan Zizai, Mr. Guan, has beaconed the willow trees in Mocheng, and burned the peach trees on the Jinjiang embankment. Thank you, the great scholar, for your comment. It's excellent! You should be cheered!"
Everyone who was still in shock was dumbfounded when they heard this.
"Guan Zizai, the direct son of Jiangzhou Guan Sima, is awesome, really awesome, he has a rich family background!"
"Are you kidding me? I know Guan Zizai's handwriting is better, but he definitely won't be able to do this. He must have found a gunman!"
"This couple depicts Monan's courage and tenacity in resisting the southern barbarians. It's really good. Mr. Guan is really passionate about serving the country!"
"..."
Two good couples in succession made the Zuixiang Pavilion noisy and the atmosphere reached its peak.
The cheers and doubts floated outside Zuixiang Pavilion, attracting countless pedestrians to swarm in.
Countless people looked at Chun Xixi and Guan Zizai, who were smiling from ear to ear on the stage and kept offering their hands to everyone in the audience, with expressions of reverence, envy, jealousy, or surprise in their eyes.
Zhang Xiuran straightened his clothes and took a deep breath again. He was about to appear next.
Showing your face in front of everyone and winning applause is more enjoyable than playing with girls!
Now we have the momentum of the first two pairs.
The following cheers and praises will definitely blow up this drunken loft.
"Brother Zhang, it's up to you!"
"Brother Zhang, I won't come home until I'm drunk tonight!"
The other two young masters respectfully bowed their hands to Zhang Xiuran.
Zhang Xiuran smiled and nodded, turned around and took two steps.
Boom!
The gong sounds again!
The boy from Zuixiang Pavilion, with his face flushed, shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Young Master Dan Dan has smoked the willows in the pond, and the peaches are burning on the Jinjiang embankment. Thanks to the great Confucian commentator, it is excellent!"
"Everyone, if you lock the willow in the pond with smoke, you will be honored!"
In an instant, the whole hall burst into cheers that could overthrow the Zuixiang Pavilion.
"Excellent, it turns out to be excellent. After many years, this is the first excellent one rated by Xie Daru!"
"Amazing, really amazing. Mr. Shan Dan is truly one of the four great talents in Huaiyang. From now on he will be the top of the four great talents in Huaiyang."
"Brother Shan, I'm going to take it down tonight, why not!"
"Once this pairing comes together, Mr. Shan will definitely become one of the four great talents of Shenqi."
"Hey, it's really enviable. With this pair, maybe they can leave their name in the literary world!"
"..."
Zhang Xiuran trembled all over and froze in place.
The body that was originally boiling with blood felt as if it had fallen into an ice cave, and the eyes were filled with disbelief and a trance.
The two young men in front of the window curtain were also shocked and speechless.
"Yansuo Pochiliu, this, this is obviously the right match for Brother Zhang!"
"What? What is going on? Brother Zhang, look!"
Zhang Xiuran's face was gloomy, his back molars gritted loudly, and he quickly walked to the window curtain.
Look at the elegant young man who proudly takes the stage among the compliments.
Look at the five newly hung characters in the center of the dance floor.
Listen to the piercing cheers and congratulations in the attic.
He spent his money and bought the pair in vain as someone else's wedding dress.
All the glory that should have belonged to him belonged to others.
Anger filled Zhang Xiuran's chest, and his cold, selective eyes fell on Jiang Nan, who had a stiff expression.
He was so angry that he laughed back, his smile was evil and wild, he folded his silver fan and smiled weakly at Jiang Nan:
"Haha, it's interesting, Jiang Nan, you actually made fun of me!"
