Traveling through history leaving a name

Chapter 219 Xin Yaoqin

At this moment, while Zhang Qingfeng was pulling the erhu, he was paying attention to the surrounding situation.

He hasn't finished playing a song, but there are already people around him.

Soon, Zhang Qingfeng finished playing and stopped the erhu.

"Young man, you play the huqin really well." A middle-aged man said to Zhang Qingfeng. After speaking, he took out a few copper coins and prepared to put them in front of Zhang Qingfeng.

"Uncle, wait a minute, please take the money back, I'm not a jungler." Zhang Qingfeng said to the middle-aged man.

Jungle, it is the name of the Song Dynasty people for street performers.

"Ah? Oh!" Hearing Zhang Qingfeng's words, the middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, but then took the money back.

Since other people are not street performers, if you go to throw money at others, it is an insult to others.

Hearing Zhang Qingfeng's words, other people who were about to donate money also stopped paying.

"My lord, you are not a jungler, so what are you doing here?" Someone asked Zhang Qingfeng.

"I want to meet Mrs. Liu Yiyi." Zhang Qingfeng said to everyone, explaining his purpose in one sentence.

"You want to see Mrs. Yiyi? Do you want to drink flower wine with Mrs. Yiyi? I don't think you are rich." Someone teased and asked Zhang Qingfeng.

Drinking Huajiu means letting the prostitutes in brothels accompany you when eating and drinking, and the charges are very expensive.

According to historical records, the most expensive one was Chen Yuanyuan, a famous courtesan in the late Ming Dynasty. It cost five taels of silver to see her. This was not a private meeting, but when she was performing, many people met her together.

If you let her accompany you for a drink, it will cost you 150 taels of silver.

It is said that her redemption price is 3 taels of silver, which is simply a crazy price.Of course, she is just an exception.

Compared with her fellow Qinhuai Bayan Dong Xiaowan's redemption, she is insignificant, only less than one-tenth of her.

"I don't have money to drink flower wine, I just want to see Mrs. Yiyi, I have nothing else to ask for." Hearing about drinking flower wine, Zhang Qingfeng explained to everyone.

"I don't know if anyone here is from Diemeng Pavilion, can you pass it on to me?" Zhang Qingfeng asked everyone again.

"I'm from Diemeng Pavilion. Let me pass the message to Sister Yiyi for you." Suddenly, someone in the crowd said to Zhang Qingfeng.

Zhang Qingfeng followed the voice and saw that it was a charming woman about 30 years old.

"It's Yun Niang from Diemeng Pavilion." Someone recognized the woman's identity.

"Then thank you sister." Zhang Qingfeng quickly thanked the woman.

"I didn't help for nothing. If I help you, I hope you can play the huqin you just played later." The woman called Yun Niang said to Zhang Qingfeng.

"This is of course no problem, I agree." Zhang Qingfeng said to the woman.

"Then just wait, I'll come as soon as I go," under the watchful eyes of everyone, the woman quickly entered the Diemeng Pavilion.

At this time, everyone was waiting with Zhang Qingfeng, they were very curious whether Liu Yiyi would meet the young man in front of him.

Not long after, everyone saw that the woman who had entered the Diemeng Pavilion had returned, and she was accompanied by a thirteen or fourteen-year-old maid.

"This is sister Yiyi's maid, let her tell you." The woman said to Zhang Qingfeng.

"Thank you, sister, for passing on the message." Zhang Qingfeng nodded his thanks to the woman.

Then, he turned his gaze to the maid beside him.

"This little man, my wife said that if you want to see her, it's not enough to just play the huqin. Can you recite poems?" The little maid asked Zhang Qingfeng.

"Know a little." Zhang Qingfeng said to the maid.

"Well, here are some couplets written by my wife. If you can match them, you can meet my wife." The maid said to Zhang Qingfeng, and after speaking, she took out a few pieces of rice paper and handed them to Zhang Qingfeng.

On the rice paper was the couplet written by Liu Yiyi that the little maid said.

Zhang Qingfeng took the couplet and looked at the content on it, he was dumbfounded.

It is true that he memorized a lot of poems and couplets on the Internet, but if it is a couplet that he has not seen on the Internet, he will be a little confused.

Liu Yiyi's couplets can't be said to be of such a high level, Zhang Qingfeng can easily beat Liu Yiyi's couplets by finding a couplet from his memory.

Let him copy the couplets, he can copy them quickly and well, but it is really difficult for him to copy the couplets with real skills, you must know that he is a science student.

After reading it for a long time, Zhang Qingfeng could only sigh dejectedly, then returned the couplet to the little maid and said, "I'm not very learned, so I'm sorry."

Hearing Zhang Qingfeng's words, there was a burst of surprise from the crowd.Many people expressed their pity. If they could tell the truth, they would be able to meet Mrs. Yiyi alone. What a great opportunity.

It's just a pity, it seems that the young gentleman who plays a good huqin in front of him will never see Mrs. Yiyi.

Hearing that Zhang Qingfeng was sorry, the little maid also expressed regret and said: "Since you are not sorry, then there is nothing you can do. My little lady will not see you, so I can't break the rules."

"If that's the case, let's say I don't have this blessing." Zhang Qingfeng said to the little maid.

Immediately, he turned his gaze to the woman who helped him earlier, and said, "I promised you to play the huqin for you. Listen carefully."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Qingfeng found a place to sit down again, and played the erhu in his hand.

As Zhang Qingfeng played the erhu again, all the onlookers stopped making noise and listened to Zhang Qingfeng's erhu in silence.

A few minutes later, the erhu music was played, Zhang Qingfeng put away the piano, stood up and was about to leave.

"Little man, you play so well, please play again?" Someone begged Zhang Qingfeng.

"Sorry, I'm not a jungler, sorry." Zhang Qingfeng didn't intend to continue playing.

He plays a song in the bar, and every time he plays, he has to earn a lot of money. Here, he performs for passers-by for free, so he doesn't have that kind of leisure time.

Hearing what Zhang Qingfeng said, although the others were very sorry, they couldn't force it.

I'm not a jungler, and I don't want your money. It would be nice if I could listen to it twice for free.

"This young man, wait a moment."

Just when Zhang Qingfeng was about to leave, a crisp voice stopped Zhang Qingfeng.

Zhang Qingfeng looked in the direction of the voice, and saw that it was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl dressed as a maid.

This girl was not Liu Yiyi's little maid, when Zhang Qingfeng saw her, she was running out of a brothel opposite Diemeng Pavilion, panting.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Qingfeng asked the little maid.

"My little gentleman, my little lady would like to invite you to meet me." The little maid said to Zhang Qingfeng.

"Who is your little lady?" Zhang Qingfeng asked in surprise.

"My little lady is the lady of Cuiwei Pavilion." The little maid said quite proudly.

"Ms. Xin?" Zhang Qingfeng thought for a while, but he had never heard of this name.

"Xin Yao Qin Xin Mei Niang, she actually invited this young gentleman in front of her!" someone exclaimed.

Although Zhang Qingfeng had never heard of Lady Xin, many of the onlookers exclaimed.

"Who is Madam Xin?" Zhang Qingfeng asked the passerby who exclaimed.

"You don't even know Mrs. Xin? Mrs. Xin almost became an oiran last year." The man said to Zhang Qingfeng.

(End of this chapter)