There are gentlemen in the Three Kingdoms

The later Qinhuai River was called Huai River in this era. According to legend, Qin Shihuang visited Moling in Kuaiji in the east, and there was "wangqi" in this place. Longzangpu entered the Yangtze River in the north to break it.

Due to all the mistakes, it has created a beautiful scenery near both sides of the Huai River.

The so-called fireworks go down to Yangzhou in March. With such natural beauty as the basis, the potters are committed to developing the painting, singing and dancing industry on the Huai River, but they are just taking advantage of the trend.

He even planned to add some other items in the future, such as boat gambling, on the basis of singing and dancing.

Of course, the target is not ordinary people.

In the eyes of pottery merchants, only Xuzhou and Jiangnan gentry are worthy of consumption.

Still dissatisfied with you?

In the south of the Yangtze River, the boat itself is a very important carrier tool, and although the Huai River painting boat was conceived here hundreds of years later, it has always had a strong pen and ink charm in the history of the south of the Yangtze River.

The sentimental pipa of "the east boat and the west boat are quiet and silent", the arrogance and lust of "there is no prime minister in the court, and there is a flat seal on the lake", all kinds of joys and sorrows, romantic and interesting stories of all dynasties have been staged in this small boat.

The potters just advanced these things a bit.

When I came to the pier of the Huai River Painting Boat, I saw a sea of ​​people, rich merchants and gentry dandies gathered.

Before it was time for the boat to sail at night, these hungry wolf-like children of the wealthy family came here impatiently waiting, and the pottery merchant expressed deep contempt for them.

It seems that whether it is troubled times or Qingping, this kind of high-style romantic business can definitely attract these noble children who have started to decay from the bottom of their bones.

At this time, on the grass by the pier, a familiar figure came into the eyes of the potter.

It's You Luzi, the school official of the school affairs office.

Beside him, there are several other school officials from the school office.

They should have come with Guo Jia.

The pottery merchant led Li Tong towards them, and when he got closer, he could vaguely hear their conversation.

"Boss Guo said that he came to Huafang to collect the latest information. Why did he get on the girl's boat and not come out?"

A school official smiled wretchedly while teasing.

"Does it need to be said? How can someone who is in charge of such a good job not do some stealthy things? Do you know what Mr. Guo's nickname is? A prodigal son! How can a prodigal son not be a butterfly?"

Another school official sighed helplessly: "The same person is different, he is stealing fish in the boat, and we are still here to guard him. It's so flamboyant! Our boss Guo is in charge of this, and Yanfu is really not shallow."

Everyone was chirping, but You Luzi was the only one who remained rigid and righteous.

Hearing what these people said, You Luzi immediately showed dissatisfaction, and said angrily: "Don't chew the root of Mr. Guo's tongue behind your back!"

Seeing that You Luzi was angry, several school officials dared not speak any more.

It seems that this school official You has great trust in the character of Principal Guo.

"Even if it's the real thing, don't chew it indiscriminately." You Luzi added righteously.

All school affairs: ""

At this moment, several people suddenly heard a light cough behind them.

"uh-huh!"

Everyone hurriedly turned their heads, and when they saw who was coming, their expressions suddenly changed.

"Your Majesty!?"

The potter stretched out a finger, gently covered his lips, and made a "hush" sound.

He glanced around, then raised his eyebrows at the trembling school staff, and said in a low voice, "Which ship is your Master Guo on?"

None of the school officials dared to say anything, only You Luzi stretched out his hand quietly as a gesture of invitation to the potter.

The pottery merchant secretly shook his head as he followed him.

Guo Jia, the prodigal son, was too worried. Zhang Zhongjing had already checked his pulse at the beginning, explaining that his physical condition was extremely bad, with kidney yin deficiency, kidney yang deficiency, spleen deficiency, and stomach deficiency. To make his health better, the potter also specially tried a way to ban his alcohol, and asked Zhang Zhongjing to check his pulse occasionally and prescribe medicine to maintain his health.

Everyone else was getting angry for him, but who would have thought that Brother Prodigal would act as if nothing had happened, taking advantage of his position to come here to fool around, doesn't he know that he is hypocritical?

He was arguing all day long for an increase in his monthly salary, but he probably spent his money on this kind of place on weekdays.

And do all the girls who paint boats have no eyes?If such a sick person dies on the boat and makes a lot of bad things later, who will clean their buttocks for them?

When we were young, the potter and you donkey came to a boat docked downstream. The boat left the port and anchored at a quiet river source. good place to go.

You Luzi held up the token of the school affairs office, signaled the boatman to get out of the way, and then protected the potter and Li Tong to get on the boat.

When they came to the door of the elegantly decorated painting boat, they heard the sound of piano music suddenly coming from inside, which was also mixed with Guo Jia's cappella.

"There are beauties, and I will never forget them when I see them. But there are beauties, they are not in the east wall. May words be worthy of virtue, and hand in hand. I will not fly, and I will perish"

Chapter 3 The Prodigal Son and Little Scumbag

When Lu Bu was defeated in Shouyang Mountain, the potter had heard Guo Jia playing the piano and reciting, but he had never heard the song he sang today.

After listening to a few words, he couldn't figure out why, so the potter looked at Li Tong behind him suspiciously, and asked, "What song?"

Li Tong smiled hesitantly, with a strange look on his face.

"Hey, it's Feng Qiuhuang who can't see that Mr. Guo is so elegant. The melody of the song just now and the harmony of the voice are enough to show that Mr. Guo is a veteran among the flowers. So-and-so really underestimated him before."

The pottery merchant snorted, not knowing whether to praise him or scold him.

Judging by Li Tong's expression, the song Guo Jia sang and played should be the standard for flirting with girls in this era.

Do you want to learn a lesson when you look back?

At this moment, in the cabin, after playing and singing a song called Feng Qiuhuang, the sound of the song stopped suddenly.

But listening to a charming female voice in the cabin, it can almost make people's bones crisp.

"Mr. Feng Qiuhuang's song is actually the most sympathetic song I have ever heard in my life. I am really talented."

Immediately afterwards, a long "cough" sound was suddenly heard, which seemed to be Guo Jia's voice.

"I played this song for seven years, but it was a pity that I couldn't follow people's wishes. No one could understand it. Until I met a girl, you, Guo Mou, wandered for half a life. I still keep playing it. It's rare to meet a bosom friend. Now I meet a girl, and my wish is enough."

The pottery merchant and Li Tong were outside the cabin with goose bumps all over their bodies.

That charming voice sounded: "Sir, do you value my concubine so much?"

Guo Jia's voice suddenly became a little lonely: "So what if you value it, so what if you don't value it? After all, it's just a day of falling flowers, no matter how difficult it is to continue."