Civil servants of the Tang Dynasty

Tang Cheng got up and moved his wrists and walked to the book table, and asked, "What poem does the girl want? There must be a restriction on the content. In addition, it must be explained clearly whether it is a Yuefu or a verse, or a quatrain or a song line."

Ever seen someone like Tang Cheng since Qizhi's debut?Seeing him like this, he didn't say anything angrily, "I like Liu Tingzhi's "The Pulsatilla of Sadness" the most, you just follow this."

"Songs of Falling Blossoms! Alright," Tang Cheng, who walked to the desk, opened all the windows in front of him, looking at the bustling Yangzhou outside, while his mind turned sharply.

"Sister, is it really he who sang the song Qingshan Faintly Away from Water?" Qizhi's angry voice came from behind him.

Seeing Qizhi's deflated and angry look, Guan Guanli was inexplicably happy, not because of the top title, but Qizhi's beauty made Guan Guan, who is also a woman, unavoidably jealous, "Isn't it just As for him, sister can still use this matter to fool you? How can you fool me if you want to?".

"It doesn't look like it to me, no matter whether it's in the present or in the book, who is not gentle as jade among talented scholars and poets? It's just him...huh!".

When Guan Guan heard that he was about to speak, he saw Tang Cheng by the window suddenly turned his head, "Is this what you want to use at the spring flower festival next year?".

"Yeah, why, no way!" Qizhi replied as if she had taken gunpowder.

Tang Cheng ignored her when he heard the words, and after he was sure, he drew a pen and wrote at the desk. After a while, he got up and put down the pen and ink, "It's done."

"So fast, how fooling people!", Qizhi walked, and deliberately recited the first few lines of "Dai Bei Pulsatilla", "Peach and plum blossoms in the east of Luoyang City, who will fly around? Luoyang daughter cherishes color , sitting on the fallen flowers and sighing, the color of the flowers will change this year, who will be there when the flowers bloom next year?" The underlying meaning is to remind Tang Cheng how high her standards are.

She was fighting on this side, and curious Guan Guan was much faster than her. Just when Qizhi was about to recite, the voice of Guan Guan came from the other side: "Sister, if you don't want this song, sister But put it away."

Hearing that Guan Guan's voice was wrong, Qi Zhi also collected the poems, walked a few steps to the desk, and when she looked down, what was written on the white rice paper was a seven-character song "Song of Drinking Wine under Flowers".

When she was watching, Guan Guan, who was still unsatisfied after reading it once, began to sing softly to the tune:

Ninety springs throw the shuttle, drink wine and sing before the flowers; how long can the flowers bloom on the branches?How many lives can there be in this world?

Yesterday's flowers are better than today's, and today's flowers are turned into autumn grass; the people who lived before the flowers were last year, and last year's people are older than this year.

Another flower blooms today, who will come to know tomorrow?Will the flowers bloom today next year?Who knows next year?

The weather is unpredictable and windy, and the personnel are difficult to measure and there are many disputes; the weather and personnel are inconsistent, so don't pay the spring to the water?

Good flowers are hard to plant but do not bloom long, young people are easy to grow old and do not come back again; life is not drunk before flowers, and life with flowers laughing is also dull!

The same seven-character song line; the same technique of "seeing the flowers to bloom";This song "Drinking Wine under the Flowers" is too similar to the "Sorrowful Pulsatilla" that Qizhi just sang, although this song is not like "the flowers are similar every year, but people are different every year". Fortunately, it does not have the sadness and depression of "only watching the singing and dancing places in ancient times, but watching the birds and birds at dusk".

What a lively place Yangzhou Flower Fair is, it is inappropriate to sing the sad song of birds and birds at dusk in such a lively place. The good thing about Tang Cheng’s song is that at the end, "Life is not drunk with flowers, but life is also dull when flowers laugh." ", in the face of the streamer that is very easy to throw people away, enjoy yourself in time before getting drunk, but is there anything more in line with the purpose of Qinglou than this kind of poem?

No matter in terms of requirements, personal hobbies, or theme, this song is tailor-made for Qizhi. Even if she wants to say something bad, she really can't say it out of her heart.

Standing quietly in front of the desk for a long time, it took enough time to read word by word three times before Qizhi stretched out her hand to carefully roll up the poem with dried ink, "Sister Guan Guan, You have to keep it a secret for me."

After hiding the document in his sleeve, the naturally seductive Qizhi went straight to the brocade bench not far from Tang Cheng and sat down, stared at him with wide eyes, and said angrily, "Tell me, what do you want me to do? ".

Chapter 1 Thirty Why do good things have to be done like this?

When Guan Guan sent Tang Cheng out of the Happy Building, he smiled and blamed him and said: "Ah Cheng, you have a good temper! Last time when I was in Jinzhou, Yingwan praised you a lot, why don't you let me let you go today?" , the number one red aunt is used to being told that she is always a bit petty, and Qizhi is not bad."

"I didn't do it on purpose, but I just don't like her self-righteousness, she just leaves without saying a word, and she leaves without embarrassment. Why has she ever cared about other people's feelings? She is purely spoiled, and she doesn't understand a basic truth at all."

"what?".

"Respect is mutual, she is human, and I am human!".

This is the first time Guan Guan has heard of such words. For a while, he feels that it makes sense, and at the same time, he feels that something is wrong. We are all human, and people can be the same!

Tang Cheng didn't realize that his casual words had confused Guan Guan, and he continued as he walked down: "Guan Guan, there is something I wanted to tell you when I was in Jinzhou last time, but I was in a hurry Unfortunately, when you left, I didn't even know it when I was in the yamen."

"Well, tell me," Guan Guan answered casually, still thinking about what happened just now, whether people can be the same as people, she has never thought about it, and she really can't figure it out.On the other hand, Tang Cheng figured out the answer from what Tang Cheng said just now.

It has been three or four years since she debuted, and she can’t count how many people Guan Guan has met in the past three or four years. Among these people, there have been people who moved her heart, and there have also been times when she got along with people who felt particularly joyful, but Guan Guan has always been I don't understand what's wrong with me, why I feel special joy when I see Tang Chengcheng, the joy of closeness from the heart.When she went upstairs just now, she also attributed this to "Fate Law", but after hearing the sentence just now, she really wanted to understand the reason.

It turns out that this is not the predestined relationship that the eminent monks in the temple said at all, but respect. Tang Cheng seldom talks about it, but he really respects it.It turns out that in his heart, people are the same, at least between himself and him!

"I want to help you redeem your life." Tang Cheng had thought about this a long time ago, so he said it smoothly, "I'm doing a job now, but after a while, I'll be able to make some money. I don't know how much, but The money to redeem your body should be enough; as for your identity in the Yamen, there is also a solution, Guan Guan, what do you think?".

"Ah, what did you say?" Guan Guan was taken aback for a moment, and then his mind exploded, "Redemption?".

"Well, Redemption, this place is too complicated, it's not good to stay here all the time, if you want to do something after Redemption comes out, let's discuss it later."

Guan Guan didn't speak for a long time, and walked silently. After his mood calmed down, the two of them had already arrived at the entrance on the first floor. "It would be best if I can redeem myself. As for the money for redeeming myself, I have saved some private houses over the past few years..." .

"Okay, it's fine if you have this idea, and don't worry about the rest." After speaking, Tang Cheng raised his hand, "Okay, don't send it away, I'm leaving."

"Ah Cheng...thank you...", Guan Guan smiled, "Whether it works or not, I thank you."

"Thank you, Jinzhou Thousands of Miles, you have worked hard and got nothing. Have I ever thanked you?" He replied with a smile, and Tang Cheng waved his hand and went out.

"Master, let's go, come again!" After seeing off the guests, Wei Yue, the tortoise at the door, looked back at Guan Guan who was smiling brightly inside the door, and said to himself: "This little official is a good trick! Let Aunt Hong from the third floor deliver it in person."

At this moment, with a bright smile, Guan Guan, who watched Tang Cheng go away, suddenly burst into tears without warning. Seeing this scene, Wei Guigong turned his face away as if someone had been scalded, and walked towards Tang Cheng's back quietly lit up Thumbs up, "What a little official, you look tender, but this method...high, really high!".

About an hour after Tang Cheng returned to the inn, Zheng Wu also came back, following Zheng Lingyi's instructions and addressing him: "The person you told me to look for has been found, do you want to meet now?".

"I have a ready-made better candidate here, but this person is useless..." At this point, Tang Cheng thought about it again, "Fifth brother, tell me, what's the situation with this person."

"This man is also a Persian, but he believes in the Assyrianism in the Cross Temple, oh, that is what we call Nestorianism. He just came to Yangzhou from Guangzhou two months ago. Not many Persians know him locally. People are smart enough."

"Well, how is this person's tongue? Is it locked or not?" Seeing that Zheng Wu was a little dazed, Tang Cheng explained with a smile: "It means that his mouth is not strict."

"He was miserable in Yangzhou. He originally wanted to go to the Lion Country to join his relatives, but it was delayed until now because of insufficient boat money. I have already made an agreement with him. The seventh and ninth brothers will personally send him on board after finishing the work tonight."

"Okay! Brother Wu has done a good job. I'll take him with me tonight, but the current plan has changed. I'll just follow my instructions on what exactly I want him to do. People, I'm gone."

When the sun was setting, Tang Cheng, who was eating, received a report from Zheng Jiu, who was waiting for him, "Xue Dong went out to the happy building."

Tang Cheng nodded, and after finishing the Diaohu rice in front of him, he woke up Wu Yujun who was sleeping soundly, and the two rode their horses straight to the happy building.

In the night, the square area where the happy building is located is really brightly lit with lanterns and crowded with tourists. On the attics facing the street on both sides, prostitutes in various brothels whose names cannot be used are standing on the railing with heavy makeup, waving various colors of mandarin ducks in their hands. The brocade handkerchief is frequently displayed to the tourists on the long street. The visitors in small groups downstairs walk slowly, admiring and appreciating the colors of the prostitutes’ houses upstairs on both sides by the bright lanterns. Standing still downstairs, I reached out to greet the brocade handkerchief floating down from upstairs.Immediately, a smiling Mr. Gui came forward to welcome the guests, following the names embroidered on the brocade handkerchief, leading the guests into the building to search for them.

At that time, the night was getting dark, and it was the time when it was lively. This area where the brothels in Yangzhou gathered was really like a fire, and the street was full of fragrance. There were more than a thousand costumed prostitutes smiling and waving upstairs on both sides of the entrance. ?The sound of Yingying and Yanyu is like the endless sea tide at night, coming waxy and waxy.

Being in such an environment, Tang Cheng finally understood what a spectacular sight "riding on a horse against an inclined bridge, full of red-sleeve tricks" is.

As soon as Wu Yujun, who was still a little dazed, stepped onto Huajie, sniffled his nose, he immediately cheered up. He reached out and patted Tang Cheng's shoulder while riding on the horse. ? Let's go, brother will take you to see Yangzhou Fengyue."

Yangzhou Fengyue No. [-] Happy Building is at the time when it is full of flowers and bustling, and the huge hall is full of people. Tang Chengjian led the two of them in, but it was no longer the turtle man at noon.

"Tonight is the flower party of this building, two honored guests, wait here for a moment, all the girls in this building will perform one by one later to determine the ownership of the oiran tonight, if you are satisfied, please remember I live under a nickname, and I have my own arrangements after the performance." Although I have come here once, the last time it was reserved by Zhou Lirong. Tang Cheng has never seen these procedures, so he didn't let Wu Yujun interrupt, and listened carefully to Mr. Gui's explanation, "If What if the two of us fall in love with one person at the same time?"

"The two distinguished guests are good friends when they come together. If they overlap with other guests, it will be considered as adding makeup. If the girls on the stage are satisfied with the honored guest, they will explain it."

After listening to Tang Cheng, he smiled and waved Mr. Gui away. "Adding makeup" refers to money. The so-called flower fair tonight is actually a copy of the auction in later generations, and the one with the highest price will get it.Looking up at the guests around who were drinking with wine, Tang Cheng really admired the management methods of the owner of Happy Building.

Alcohol, sex, wealth, and energy, the four things that can stimulate men the most are perfectly integrated in a flower party in such a way, it is difficult for Happy Building to make money.

Wu Yujun ordered Sanle Porridge, Tang Cheng ordered Yu'er Wine, and the two sipped for a while, then heard the sound of flower drums, all the rooms above the second floor of the Happy Building were opened at the same time, and dozens of beauties in costumes were gently supported by the maids. Walk along the specific wooden ladder on the right to the back of the hall in the hall.

Although it is late autumn and early winter, there is no coolness in the bustling Happy Building. These dozens of prostitutes listed on the flower list are also dressed lightly, and the low-cut palace clothes set off patches of snow-white and greasy skin. , the flicking skirt outlines a section of plump and graceful figure.The name of the prostitutes can be listed in the happy building. Although these prostitutes are in different poses and with different expressions, they are all beautiful. This time, they come here in their golden costumes. Against the background of the lanterns, they are really beautiful like immortals, attracting people's hearts.

As soon as dozens of famous flowers appeared, the already lively flower hall was filled with enthusiasm, and many regular guests shouted upwards with wine glasses in their hands. Suddenly, the whole happy building was really a group of demons dancing wildly, and the sound wave urged the heavens.

Amidst the roaring sound, when all the prostitutes had arrived at Kuitai, they heard the flower drum beating again. Amidst the sound of the flower drum, the door of the only room on the fourth floor, the highest floor of the Happy Building, opened. Qizhi, who was wearing a peony-sprinkled gold dress, walked out slowly, and the gold threads inlaid in the dress reflected the golden brilliance under the bright light. Now it is simply compelling!

"Fairy, what a goblin!" Tang Cheng lowered his head after looking at her for a few times. This girl is so seductive. When he stared at her, it seemed that the fire in his heart was ignited all of a sudden. Strange, it is said that people who travel through time will see many beautiful women in the later life, how can this be the case?

After hearing a sudden wave of applause from his side that almost knocked the roof over, Tang Cheng understood the reason, the atmosphere, and the most important thing here. The difference is just as big for a singer's live concert.

Humans can't be inflamed, and the blood will become hot when inflamed.

After being distracted for a while, Tang Chengcheng began to look for Xue Dong in the hall. This guy was easy to find, because he was the one who applauded the most, and he didn't think standing on the ground was enough, so he jumped onto the stool.

Seeing this scene, Tang Cheng laughed from the bottom of his heart, go crazy, the crazier the better, the more crazy you are, the less rational you will be. However, in such an atmosphere, for a person who is called "a good man in the history books" For the personal guard of Habayashi, how much rationality is there, only God knows!

Ren Xia is angry!Pooh, literati just like sour, secretive spring and autumn brushwork. In fact, it's just that the later generations are brave and ruthless.

Apart from Xue Dong, there were a few people in the hall who yelled the loudest. Tang Cheng heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the young man with deep eyes and high nose among them. The appearance of his father Du Rah is really [-]% similar.

Why!Dullah, old fox, in order to lead you to the right path, I even have to keep an eye on your son's visits to brothels. It really breaks my heart, shit!

Tang Chengyuan wanted to find another Persian to use, but in the afternoon he found out that Du Rah's son was also one of the most fiercely chased people under the Qizhi skirt, so don't worry!

After finding the two main targets, Tang Cheng let go of his mind and looked up at Qizhi who was walking up to the Kuitai to thank her. As the oiran of this building, this is the treatment that only she can enjoy.

When Tang Cheng saw Qizhi, Qizhi's eyes just swept across the area where he was sitting, and he didn't know if it was an illusion. Tang Cheng felt that Qizhi, who was smiling very coquettishly, was clearly depressed when he saw him. She turned her face down and stared back at him fiercely. The time was too short, and when Tang Cheng wanted to ask for proof, the girl's eyes had moved to another part of the hall, and her poppy-like smile returned to her face.

When Qizhi also got off the stage, the maids behind the stage who gently helped the master down flew out like sparrows snatching food, and scattered all over the hall to look for their master's regular customers. Needless to say, this is Foreshadowing for the master's face and money bag.

Those acquaintances were laughing and stroking the girl while laughing and nodding, drinking, lusting and wealth, what we are comparing is now!

After traveling for more than a year, this is the first time Tang Cheng has felt such a vivid Tang Dynasty Goulan. When he was watching with great interest the fat man groping around on the girl, a voice sounded beside him, "Tang son".

"En!" Tang Cheng turned around, but he knew the girl in Tsing Yi standing beside him, and she was serving Guan Guan personally.

"Okay, Ah Cheng, the real person doesn't show his face, we all have acquaintances here." In Wu Yujun's weird cry, the little girl in Tsing Yi leaned over to Tang Cheng's ear because she thought the noise in the hall was too loud, "My girl asked Let me ask, do you have any good poems?"

It seems that the hot scene in front of him also aroused Guan Guan's desire to win.

For Guan Guan, this kind of oiran battle is probably rare. After Tang Cheng lowered his head and thought for a while, he whispered a few words to the little girl in Tsing Yi, and Wu Yujun pushed him with a smirk. As soon as it was crooked, it got close to the arms of the little servant girl in Tsing Yi.

This kind of scene has been experienced many times, and the pretty girl with a few pockmarks on her face didn't have any unexpected expression. She grabbed Tang Cheng firmly on her chest, lowered her head and continued to listen to Tang Cheng's remaining words. Finish the next sentence.

"My lord, sit still." Xiao Mazi, who memorized the poem, smiled and turned around like a swallow wearing flowers.

As soon as Xiao Mazi left, Wu Yujun asked repeatedly: "Who? Who is it?".

"This little girl is quite interesting, she's still a maid, Tang Cheng, you didn't ask him to push you?" Seeing that Tang Cheng didn't say anything, Wu Yujun stood up with teeth and claws ready to ask.

As soon as he stood up here, Tang Cheng quickly pushed him away, and Wu Yujun, who was caught by the brocade stool and lost his center of gravity, fell straight into the fat man's arms, just in time to smash the fat man's salty pig's hand.

The fat man was big enough and had a good attitude when having fun. Not only was he not annoyed, but he laughed along with Tang Cheng.

"The imperial concubine is drunk, how about it, have fun!" When Tang Cheng asked this sentence with a smile, the flower drum on the Kuitai stage sounded, and the performance officially began.

Amidst Wu Yujun's laughing and cursing, Tang Cheng noticed that Qizhi's personal maid also came out behind Kuitai.

He had seen this maid in the closed room in the afternoon, and the other acquainted guests had known each other for a long time, and when he noticed that this maid had also come out, there was a sudden commotion in the hall.

"Isn't that Qizhi's maid? Why did she come out?"

"It's the silver bottle! Could it be... Qizhi also has a crush on her."

"Umar, it's Umar who sucks!", the voice was heartbroken.

"I……"

Yin Ping came to Umar's side under everyone's attention, bowed his head and said something.

Qizhi started to work!

Chapter 131 If you are capable, don't go, rabbit

Tang Cheng turned his gaze to Xue Dong, and without accident, he saw a gloomy face.

Singing and dancing gracefully, the performances on the stage were going on, Tang Cheng didn't pay much attention to them at the beginning, but he watched them slowly, so that he became obsessed and addicted to it.

The poems are bold or graceful, almost all of which are well-known in the history of literature. For Tang Cheng, who majored in ancient literature in later generations, all these are simply magnificent. When creating these, the first purpose is to sing for the soundtrack, just like the popular songs of later generations, a song includes two parts: lyrics and composition.It's just that with the passage of time, the tune was lost, so what future generations see is only the cold words.

Now, what Tang Cheng sees is the original version, the original version that truly integrates the lyrics, and these prostitutes who make a living on this, after years of professional training, are no worse than those singers of later generations in terms of musical skills, even Much stronger than most third-rate singers.

As for the dance, it's soft dance, healthy dance, green waist, or Hu Xuan. The more you listen to it, the more Tang Cheng becomes addicted to it. This is a living fossil of culture, a real "audio-visual feast"!

Why!Although the society is developing rapidly, in the brothel and Goulan industry, compared with the predecessors 300 years ago, the gap in overall quality between the "ladies" of later generations is as high as heaven and as low as underground.In the final analysis, it is still not professional enough!

Finally, after a soft dance of "Green Waist" like ripples in the lake, Guan Guan walked onto the stage. Unlike the prostitutes in front of her, she neither brought a musician nor a dancer, and just stood alone holding a pipa. up.

This completely different style attracted everyone's attention, and the original chatter and laughter in the hall gradually quieted down. It must be something to hold on to such an action on the stage.

Guan Guan stood for a while, and when the hall was completely quiet, he dialed with five fingers, and a series of pipa sounds came out. In the lazy sound of pipa like a river in spring, Guan Guan's lazy voice rose. Sing and sing:

The Luotuo rivers and lakes carry wine, the waist is slender and the palm is light.Dreaming of Yangzhou once in ten years, won the fame of the brothel!

The prodigal son, the rivers and lakes, wine, brothels, famous flowers, almost every image is an eternal dream in a man's heart.

Lose yourself in Jianghu wine, intoxicated by the fragrance of beauty!

Yangzhou in the Tang Dynasty was prosperous like a dream, but its temperament was full of romantic style, so strong that it made "every foreigner who came to Yangzhou look like a prostitute". What is romantic, this is Really Merry!People who are addicted to brothels every day, especially Yangzhou people, who doesn't claim to be romantic?

This is a wonderful song that captures the essence of Yangzhou customs. Almost every pleasure seeker feels that what they want to say most in their hearts is sung by Guan Guan. Waiting for her to repeat, there was an explosion of applause in the hall, and the momentum was even stronger than Qizhi's appearance just now.

"Good poems, really fucking good poems, when it comes to my brother's heart, it's better than her moonlit night at 24 bridges," Wu Yujun grabbed the wine pot and poured it all down, screaming hoarsely amidst the loud applause He yelled at Tang Cheng: "Ten years of dreaming of Yangzhou, won the fame of the brothel! Ah Cheng, this is Yangzhou, the real Yangzhou, this is the life I want, a good man should be like this!".

At this point, Guan Guan couldn't sing any more, and when she bowed to thank the audience, she looked at Tang Cheng with an extraordinarily bright smile.

After a long time, the whole hall was quiet again, but as the second round of Guan Guan continued, the atmosphere became hot again. When the last third round was held, the joy-seekers in the audience were holding the wine cup together. They sang along with Guan Guan. In fact, "singing" is really a bit reluctant. They are basically roaring, showing their wealth and aura in the roaring, and venting the instinctive desire of men in the roaring.

In the past year, for the first time, the Happy Presale Show has reached its climax before Qizhi has even appeared on stage. At this moment, Guan Guan is the goddess of Wushan in the hearts of these pleasure-seekers!

At this moment, Guan Guan, who debuted for three or four years, has reached the pinnacle of his career!

At this moment, Guan Guan, who has always been criticized for not being plump enough, is dazzling and unrivaled!

When Guan Guan thanked her for leaving the stage amidst endless applause, Tang Cheng clearly saw her teardrops without regrets when she turned around!