There are three, six or nine grades of thin horses. The more advanced the thin horses are, the more things they know, and their talent and beauty coexist.
Caiying looks good, but is only a thin horse of fourth grade. There is no doubt that she is a flower vase.
Such vases that only have looks but no talent, some are called "meat horses".
As the name suggests, it has no other use than playing with flesh and blood. When people grow old, they often end up miserable.
"You still have to learn a craft at a young age. One year will not take two years, and two years will not take four years. As long as you persevere, you will always get ahead. You have to understand that a person is not as good as a thousand days, and a person is not as good as a flower.
Hundred-day red, skin and flesh alone cannot last long.”
Wang Xu asked Caiying to step aside, then looked at a girl of thirteen or fourteen years old, and asked: "What is your name and what are your specialties?"
"My name is Liuli. She is good at musical instruments, especially the drum, harp, and fou." Liuli lowered her head and looked at him secretly from the corner of her eye.
Meeting Wang Xu's gaze, Liuli quickly moved away, as if she was afraid that he would find out.
"Drum and harp, beat the fou!"
Wang Xu nodded slightly. The harp and the fou are ancient percussion instruments.
Historical Records: "Biographies of Lian Po and Lin Xiangru".
In 279 BC, the King of Qin sent an envoy to meet the King of Zhao in Mianchi, in the name of promoting friendship between the two countries, but in fact he wanted to blackmail the King of Zhao.
At the banquet, King Qin drank a lot of wine and got very drunk. He wanted to humiliate King Zhao and said, "I heard that King Zhao likes music and is a master of musical instruments. I wonder if there is a chance to hear King Zhao's performance."
?”
The State of Zhao was weaker than the State of Qin. Facing the aggressive King of Qin, the King of Zhao did not dare to disobey, so he stepped forward and played a zither.
After listening to the music, the King of Qin waved his hand and asked the censor to write: "On a certain year, month and day, the King of Qin and the King of Zhao had a banquet, and the King of Zhao ordered the king to play the harp."
The King of Qin and the King of Zhao are actually princes, and their status is equal in name. Writing this story in the history books in an orderly tone is undoubtedly an insult to King Zhao.
Lin Xiangru, who had followed King Zhao, stood up calmly when he heard it and invited King Qin: "King Zhao heard that King Qin was good at serving Qin, and he also asked King Qin to strike the fou for entertainment."
Of course the King of Qin refused and became furious and ordered Lin Xiangru to retreat.
Lin Xiangru knelt down and asked again, but the King of Qin still refused to hit the fou. Lin Xiangru said, "You will humiliate your ministers to death. If the King of Qin refuses to hit the fou, within five steps, Xiangru will only be able to take five steps with blood splattered on him."
King Qin had no choice but to pick up the drumstick and tap lightly on the fou.
Lin Xiangru respectfully stepped back and said to the censor of Zhao: "On a certain year, month and day, the King of Zhao played the harp for the King of Qin, and the King of Qin played the fou for the King of Zhao."
The two musical instruments, the harp and the fou, are rare among the people. Most of the people who know how to play these instruments are musicians from aristocratic families.
Wang Xu asked again, and sure enough, Liuli, who was good at musical instruments, was one level higher than Caiying and was a third-class thin horse.
This kind of skinny horse is enough to marry a scholar and become a concubine. It is also the number one in the Qin Tower and Chu Pavilion.
During the Northern Song Dynasty, Su Dongpo liked to raise singers, and he had more than 20 concubines who stood out from the singers. They made their lives happy by singing music and poems together.
"What about you, what is your name and what talents do you have?"
Wang Xu asked Liuli to step aside, and then asked a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, with the appearance of a luoli and the body of a royal sister.
The girl leaned forward, her eyes seemed to be able to enchant the soul, and she said sweetly: "My family is called Xianxian, I am good at singing and dancing, and I also know some poetry and articles."
Immortals obviously know more, especially poems and articles, which is the standard for becoming a first-class thin horse.
No matter how beautiful you are or how talented you are, as long as you are not proficient in writing, you will not be able to be a first-class thin horse.
On the other hand, even if you are average-looking and don’t have any talents, as long as you are proficient in poetry and articles, there will be scholars flocking to you.
Xianxian only has a brief understanding of poetry and articles, not a proficient one. It seems that he is a sacrifice to a second-class thin horse.
A thin horse of this level can also be a little oiran on a smaller-scale boat.
If you marry into an official family, you can recite poems against your husband, and you will never be like Wang Xifeng in Dream of Red Mansions. How many things do you know about being scolded as a scholar?
The embroiderer brought the immortals back and obviously cultivated them as green leaves.
If you are tired during a talent show, the immortal can also help support the scene, allowing the embroiderer to have time to drink water and rest, without letting people leave disappointed, just like the guest singers invited by celebrities to hold concerts
.
I asked around all the way, and found out that those who can sing, those who are good at dancing, those who can play musical instruments, those who can tell stories, and those who can hook up with younger brothers, all of them are versatile.
There are hundreds of people present, enough to support the normal operation of a boat or hold a large-scale song and dance performance.
"Yes, the embroiderer is pretty good at handling things. Once the frame is put up, we can start work once we have a ship."
Wang Xu was very satisfied. After all, it was getting closer and closer to Enke. Scholars from all over Yangzhou were rushing here. The boat painting should be done sooner rather than later.
"Master, are you up?"
Hearing the noise below, Xiu Niang walked out of the room.
Wang Xu was in a happy mood, with a rare kind face, and said softly: "Where is Ning Qing?"
The embroiderer replied: "I listened to the young master's instructions. He left yesterday afternoon. He should be working at some dock now."
In Wang Xu's script, Ning Qing is an important part, and she has to perform a bitter love scene with the embroiderer.
In a love story, of course, the more cruel the better, the role he assigned to Ning Qing was that of the embroiderer's childhood sweetheart, and the two of them had already been in love.
Unfortunately, a natural disaster separated the two of them.
Many years later, the embroiderer became the oiran and Ning Qing became the dock coolie. The two met by chance by the river.
One is a famous prostitute admired by thousands of people, and the other is a humble coolie. Ning Qing wants to recognize each other but dare not, so she can only get drunk at the dock all day long until she is met by Wang Xu.
"Yes, when I first met Ning Qing, I knew he was a motivated person. If this scene is performed well, I won't treat you badly."
Wang Xu said that until he wants the horse to run, he has to feed the horse, which is very profound.
The embroiderer's face was filled with joy. The men all learned arts and crafts and sold them to the emperor's family. The same could be said for women.
The embroiderer only wanted to be a master, and Wang Xu was her bamboo pole, so how could she not care enough to climb up?
Seeing the joy on the embroiderer's face, Wang Xu secretly nodded. He was not afraid that the embroiderer would be greedy, but that she would not be greedy.
If the embroiderer didn't have the character to bow down to five buckets of rice, I wouldn't dare ask her to act in this scene, otherwise what would happen if the performance failed.
"Come here, you can do this later"
Wang Xu called Xiu Niang to his side and whispered for a moment.
The embroiderer nodded repeatedly after hearing this. After a while, surprise appeared in her eyes: "Master, are you sure?"
"Sure, let's do it quickly."
Wang Xu waved his hand impatiently, signaling the embroiderer not to delay.
The embroiderer nodded heavily, called to the little sisters around her, and said loudly: "Sisters, let's go!"
Wang Xu watched the embroiderer go away, with the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "The first step in marketing, a small advertisement!"