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Chapter 21 Twenty-four bridges bright moonlit night

Ning'er used to be too lazy, relying on her good looks, she has always been very lazy.

So my skills in playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting are all average, so I just tap the jade cup with bamboo chopsticks and sing with a clear tone, but it has a different flavor.

"The tears have not dried up even after singing through the Yangguan Pass. I have nothing left to do but eat. The water floating in the sky brings endless trees, and the rain clouds bury half of the mountain."

There are thousands of hatreds in the past and present, but only separation and separation are joys and sorrows? Before the storms and evils at the head of the river, it would be difficult to travel in the world."

After the song was sung, although there was no orchestral silk and bamboo accompaniment, the beauty's unique melodious low voice was actually very pleasant to listen to.

After hearing this, everyone shook their heads and clapped their hands in admiration. Others in the garden also cheered loudly.

Cai Jing and others had another feeling in their hearts, the dangers of the official career, so many years of ups and downs, the high-spiritedness when they were young, and the later efforts to make progress, the ups and downs came to their hearts, and they didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Young girl sings well and writes lyrics well. I dare to ask Miss Ning'er, who composed this song Partridge Sky?"

Ning'er felt guilty and secretly glanced at Yang Lin, who was sitting below. The latter smiled encouragingly, and then she mustered up the courage to say: "The prime minister has been awarded a bachelor's degree, and he is going to Bianliang because he has important national responsibilities. This little girl is temporarily

I express my feelings and hope that the Prime Minister will go here to serve the country and the people and fulfill his life ambitions."

Who is Cai Jing? He is an old man who has been in the officialdom for a few times. What's more, Ning'er is right under his nose and he has long seen the eye contact between Ning'er and Yang Lin.

It turned out to be Yang Wenyuan's handwriting. This poem is quite good, and it is enough to increase my reputation. This guy is serious. No wonder I heard that this poem has a clanking sound, and it doesn't look like it was written by a weak woman.

Cai Jing chuckled and nodded at Yang Lin. Their eyes met, and they understood each other tacitly. Looking at this Ning'er, her face is as beautiful as a child's, but her figure is enchanting, but her manners are dignified and generous. The mixture of various styles is simply poison for men.

The beauty's eyes kept peeking down the stage, and her tenderness was all about the young man.

Cai Jing still didn't understand why. He secretly laughed in his heart that this guy is not that big, but he is quite romantic. I will help you, the canary, with the east wind.

"Miss Ning'er is both talented and beautiful. I didn't expect that we in Yangzhou would have such a strange woman. I am very lucky to meet Miss Ning'er when I am about to leave office. It is worth drinking this cup."

Xu Fangheng, who was beside him, also stood up and praised: "That's it. Let's have a drink with Miss Ning'er." After saying that, he directly handed the cup he drank from to Ning'er.

This old pervert looked like a pig just now. He was so scared that Ning'er didn't even think about drinking or not drinking. Cai Jing came to the rescue and said: "Beauties can't drink strong liquor. Come on, give Miss Ning'er a glass of wine."

Use a jade rhinoceros horn cup."

Yang Lin was furious below. Firstly, Xu Fangheng had offended him twice, and secondly, Ning'er's adaptability was still too poor.

This old bastard will have to look good sooner or later.

Jin'er was very excited at the side. She didn't see Ning'er here today, so she said quietly: "Master, Ning'er will make us proud now."

Originally, all these things were expected, and there was still a slight flaw. Yang Lin was not too excited and said lightly: "What's the point of showing off in little Yangzhou? It's just a small test."

With this episode, it is nothing more than exaggerating the story of Cai Jing's promotion. It can be expected that this incident and this poem will spread all over the country for a long time in the future.

The most outstanding person on the Yangtze River was actually the girl Ning'er. This girl was bought by the guests on the first day she went out to accompany her, and her name had not yet spread.

A farewell word was widely sung among the literati, and people invited her to banquets, lake tours, and poetry gatherings. All these invitations were thrown into the Yang family's trash can.

Yangzhou was considered a small place at this time. The wars of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, with the power of the north and the south facing each other across the river, turned Yangzhou, a prosperous place in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, into a front line of war.

The war destroyed the prosperity here, and it has not yet completely recovered. Except for gatherings of this scale when Cai Jing left office, Yang Lin naturally refused to let Ning'er show up on other small occasions.

It was late at night and everyone was quiet. Only Yang Lin's study in the inner courtyard of the Yang Mansion was still lit by candlelight. Cai Jing had left office for seven days. The new magistrate was called Xu Caimao.

There is nothing left to do. Everything has been laid out before the provincial examination in Beijing, and we are just waiting for the spring of next year.

Ever since she was scolded, Ning'er has been worried about something, and she is always tossing and turning every night.

She could obviously rely on her husband and be redeemed, but she didn't like the feeling of being the leader of the court surrounded by people. After all, she was just a lazy little girl.

However, Yang Dalang did not give up the idea of ​​being a waiter at all. Instead, he kept training his manners and poetry. This made Ning'er feel uneasy. You must know that nowadays it is common for scholar-bureaucrats to send concubines to each other.

Is Lang thinking of giving himself away?

Thinking of this, Ning'er felt a panic in her heart. She decided to clarify the matter tonight. She got up, took out the gauze skirt and tied it, wearing a small short shirt. When she walked outside, she didn't see Yun Niang on the bed.

She stretched out her hand and touched it. She found that the bed was still warm. Thinking that she might have gone to relieve herself, Ning'er took a candlestick and lit it, opened the door and walked to Yang Lin's yard.

There were lights in the study, and it happened that Da Lang was still reading at night. Ning'er breathed a long sigh of relief and came to the door, only to see the door was ajar. Ning'er looked inside curiously.

Such a disgusting scene fell into Ning'er's eyes. How could she not know what they were doing? After all, Ning'er grew up in a brothel, and many of the older prostitutes there had no clue what they were talking about.

Dare to say anything.

With a bang, the candlestick fell to the ground. Yun Niang was startled and quickly got up and stood behind Yang Lin. Yang Lin said in a deep voice: "Who is it?"


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