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Chapter 209

 The group of people went up to the second floor and were led into a spacious box. After everyone gave in, they finally took their seats.

Wei Chen looked at the decoration in the box. It was indeed elegant and clean. Whether it was furniture or doors, windows and walls, you could see the pattern of calamus everywhere.

I wonder if the patterns of each private room are unique. If this is the case, then this restaurant must have spent a lot of money and thought on them.

At this time, the waiter in the waiting room in the building came up with some cold fruits and hot tea.

Before the cup of tea was finished, several pots of sifted wine were brought in, and the aroma of wine overflowed in the box.

Zhao Zongquan introduced it to Wei Chen: "This is brewed by Guanying Winery in Zhongzhou. One is Meishou and the other is Hezhi. Meishou has a strong taste and strong stamina, which means getting older and stronger; Hezhi has a sweet and moist taste.

Just like the imperial edict of Tianlin, the lower official didn’t know how good the Lord was in drinking, so he served both kinds.”

Wei Chen smiled and waved his hand and said: "I am from Youyang, Jiangning. I am used to drinking local fruit wine, so it would be better if it is lighter."

"Then take the peace decree!"

Zhao Zongquan and Wei Chen drank the light Hezhi wine, while Gu Tingye and Zhao Ceying drank the strong Meishou wine.



After a few glasses of wine, everyone relaxed a lot. Wei Chen did not put on any pretense of being an official and treated Zhao Zongquan and his son with gentle words. In addition, Gu Tingye made jokes next to him from time to time, and the atmosphere in the box was quite pleasant.

Harmony.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door outside the box. Gu Tingye jumped over and opened the door, only to see a geisha appearing in front of everyone, followed by a little maid holding a pipa.

The geisha's appearance is a bit mediocre, her clothes are mainly plain, and she looks to be at least thirty-five or sixty-six years old.

It would be strange for such an official social event to not be accompanied by a singing girl, and Wei Chen had already been mentally prepared for this.

However, Wei Chen still has two jealous people at home, and they accidentally overturned it. Now, such an old and beautiful singer is exactly what he wants.

Gu Tingye, on the other hand, had been hanging out among the major Qin and Chu houses in Bianjing since he was a child. He had such a high vision that he couldn't help but be disappointed when he saw that the singing girls invited by Zhao Zongquan and his son were so mediocre.

Zhao Ceying on the side quickly explained: "This is Chen Siniang. She is famous in the state for playing the bent-neck pipa. Even in Bianjing, there are not many people who can compete with her. You two will know it as soon as you hear it."<

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Gu Tingye was suddenly surprised when he heard this. Since ancient times, singing and dancing girls have been unable to have both sex and talent. This Chen Siniang is a bit inferior in appearance, but she can still make a living. I guess her pipa skills must be very good.

However, when Zhao Ceying said that there were not many people in Bianjing who could compete with Chen Siniang, Gu Tingye didn't believe it.

Chen Siniang entered the box, saluted everyone, and without saying much, sat down on the embroidered pier aside, took the pipa from the hand of the maid, and with a flick of her hand, the light music filled the box, "ding ding dong dong,"

Just like pearls falling on a jade plate.

Zhao Zongquan toasted Wei Chen to the tune and said in a low voice: "This Chen Siniang's pipa is extremely superb, comparable to that of Kang Kunlun, a famous figure in the Tang Dynasty. He was also the leader of Fan Lou in the past. At the birthday banquet of Han University, he also specially played

I invited her to go. But time is not forgiving, new people replace old ones, and Chen Siniang ended up living in Yuzhou after many twists and turns."

Zhao Zongquan held up his wine glass and talked to himself for a while. However, Wei Chen didn't respond at all. He just closed his eyes slightly and patted his thigh gently with one hand to the rhythm of the music, with a look of confusion on his face.

Dan smile, obviously already intoxicated.

Zhao Zongquan couldn't help but laugh when he saw this. This Lord Zhizhou is really a wonderful person.

After a while, the song ended, and Chen Siniang bowed and stepped back. Gu Tingye was so excited that he high-fived him repeatedly and drank down the strong wine in the glass in front of him.

Zhao Ceying also had a drink, and then laughed and said: "Brother Gu, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Gu Tingye nodded vigorously: "A clear rhyme, leisurely and ethereal, it makes people feel like drinking fairy wine. Gu is really here today!"

At this time, Wei Chen, who had been listening with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes, looked at Zhao Zongquan, and asked with a smile: "Zhao Tuanlian, is there any paper and pen here?"

When Zhao Zongquan heard this, he immediately became energetic and asked for paper and pen. Don't you understand what this meant? Wei Chen was going to write it off on the spot!

Zhao Ceying's eyes on the side are also full of expectations. He is actually not very interested in literature. He only likes Wei Chen's "Chen Qing Biao". The heart of serving the country with fists and fists between the lines is very suitable for him.
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Now that Wei Chen is going to have a new work come out, in front of him, how can Zhao Ceying not be excited?

I just don’t know whether Mr. Xingyun, whom the world calls him, wants to write poetry or lyrics this time. Should he use today’s banquet as the theme or Chen Siniang’s pipa as the theme?

Or is it based on our father and son?

Zhao Ceying stood beside Wei Chen nervously, his mind full of random thoughts, while Gu Tingye continued to sit and drink like an old man, with a calm look on his face.

He has been following Wei Chen around outside the city since yesterday, so he naturally knows what Wei Chen has been busy with these past two days.

After Wei Chen asked for paper and pen, Zhao Zongquan immediately called the restaurant manager, cleared a table, took pen, ink, paper and inkstone and placed them in front of Wei Chen.

Wei Chen picked up the ink ingot and started grinding the ink with his own hands. After a while, the ink ingot melted. Wei Chen turned his head to look at Gu Tingye and asked with a smile: "Zhong Huai, are there any spirits?"

"That's natural!"

Gu Tingye held up the flask containing Meishou wine with one hand and threw it towards Wei Chen lightly.

Wei Chen took the wine bottle and shook it. He felt that it was full of wine, and his expression suddenly became unnatural.

You Gu Er, is it easy for me to pretend to be cool? You are deliberately trying to tear me down!

However, the atmosphere has been set up here, and Wei Chen can only bite the bullet.

So Wei Chen raised the wine bottle, raised his head and poured it into his mouth. Although it was a bit inaccurate, most of the wine spilled on the ground and collar, but it has to be said that Wei Chen raised the bottle and took a swig.

His posture is indeed extremely free and easy.

Zhao Zongquan and Zhao Ceying on the side were heartbroken when they saw this scene.

With this magnanimity alone, he is worthy of being regarded as a literary master of the time. Today is really an eye-opener!

After squandering the wine in the jug, Wei Chen put the jug on the table and swiped it boldly to his mouth with his hand. Then he never looked at anyone, as if there was nothing in the world, and he took advantage of the wine to dip his pen in the ink.

, pour all the literary thoughts accumulated in your chest onto the paper.

"In the sixth year of God's blessing, I moved to the left to be the governor of Yuzhou. Sixty miles southwest of the state, there is a town called the God of God in the chaotic mountains. There is earth, and the pottery can be used as magnet. The glaze is colorless and extremely beautiful. It is called Jun porcelain.

People in the state say: One color enters the kiln, and many colors emerge from the kiln. I deeply believe this, so I wrote this article to record it.

The quality of the pearl is worthy of reference, and the patterns of flowers and birds are vivid. It is as red as the rosy clouds after the rain, and the fire is even slightly roasted. There are thousands of red cherry blossoms, and the plate is full of amber for brilliance. The blue and white glaze conveys the fire atmosphere, and the pattern

Just like an eel's blood cracking its ice skin. After the rain, the sky and blue clouds break the virginity. This color represents the future..."


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