[Lu Xiaofeng + Sword Three] Great battle!former love
Chapter 4 The Embroidered Thief Chapter 1 7 Xiufang
The light boat is short and the West Lake is good, the green water is meandering, the green grass is long, and the faint music and music are everywhere.
Ouyang Xiu's mulberry picking perfectly depicts the beauty of West Lake in Hangzhou, like a picture scroll, spread and dyed layer by layer.
Ruyun Tower, which means that customers come like clouds, is a famous restaurant in Hangzhou. The storyteller in the building is also famous in Hangzhou. Many people come here admiringly. What is being said in the building is exactly what has been raging in Hangzhou during this time. Characters - clear and shallow sleeves.
"If you want to talk about this lady, she can really be called the number one maiko in the court. It is said that she is also a daughter of a family with a prominent background, but when she was five years old, her ancestors committed a crime and entered the teaching workshop. Maid Mei is talented and intelligent, and she has become a master of art at the age of ten. Even the master of Jiaofang and Yushengyan, who is a song "Qipan Wu", is full of praise. Since she was 12 years old, she has performed in front of the imperial court.
"Ms. Mei is best at swords. Let's say that the last time she performed on stage was when Goryeo visited this year. The emperor held a state banquet and invited Mrs. Mei to dance. She was dressed in a pink dance dress with golden jewelry and accessories intertwined. , turning left and right, the hem of the clothes fluttering, like a flying butterfly wearing flowers, and suddenly saw her throwing the sword tens of feet into the air, and when it fell, it was as fast as lightning. The sheath firmly caught the long sword, and the "sword was completely removed" in one hand. All the people present were astonished as heaven and man.
"Today the admiral compares her to Aunt Gongsun in Tang Dynasty. Even Prince Pingnan's son privately wants to get rid of her citizenship."
The storyteller's voice is quite particular about the pauses. Although the content is not true or false, it also attracts people to look for some fun.
"However, as far as I know, the lady is still happy."
"Also left the capital and arrived at our place."
There was a noisy conversation in the audience, and the storyteller didn't take it seriously. When the voices in the audience became quieter, he began to speak again: "You must know that King Xiang has a dream, the goddess is ruthless, and the beauty has a heart, so he rejected King Pingnan."
"Even King Pingnan doesn't like her. Who is her lover?"
"It's just a dancing girl, maybe she can compare to Ouyang Qing."
His Majesty was discussing again, especially when he talked about Ouyang Qing, a generation of famous prostitutes, the atmosphere became even more heated.
The storyteller's face was mysterious, and his voice was very low, but he was not covered by the noisy voices in the building. The people in the audience stopped involuntarily and listened to him continue to say: "What Miss Mei is looking at is—— Your Majesty. Today, His Majesty is very troublesome for the sake of harmony between brothers. Therefore, my wife invited me to go down to Hangzhou, and wished to spend my whole life in this beautiful place. His Majesty took pity on him, so he gave his wife the music workshop next to the West Lake Palace, which is today's seven Xiufang."
"Haha, who knows if the little emperor wants to spend time with his old lover when he goes to the Hangzhou palace!"
In a corner of the Ruyun Tower sat a young girl and a young girl. The girl's back was facing the crowd. She couldn't see her appearance, but her figure was also very good.
"Master," Ye Zhiqing was still just a seven-year-old girl, but she was born smart and understood what the storyteller was talking about, "They slandered you and Your Majesty so much..."
She took a sip of her tea and put it down again. Her movements were light and soft, elegant and unaffected. It could be seen that she had been trained in strict etiquette since she was a child: "Qingqing, you know why I want you to follow me?" Are you going to Hangzhou?"
Ye Zhiqing lowered her head, didn't look at Qingqian, but just shook her head.
"Anzhi Tinglan, Yu Yu Qingqing," Mei Qingqian touched Ye Zhiqing's head, "This is my uncle's name. I have many disciples in my teaching workshop, but I only named you, not because you are an orphan In terms of dancing talent, you are not as good as Rouge, and in terms of piano skills, you are not as good as Qiwu, but they are all inferior to you in one thing. You are born smart, resourceful, and mature. Be proud or not."
Mei Qingqian looked at the low head and the red ear tips faintly visible between the drooping hair, and smiled, and the depression in her heart was also released a little.
These rumors are just the simplest. In the future, Qixiufang will encounter many disputes.
No one knows how much expectation and sustenance Mei Qingqian has in the name Ye Zhiqing, just like how much obsession Mei Qingqian has for the word Qixiufang, how long she has been working for it, and given up What.
Mei Qingqian has always felt that she is alone in this world, only the three words Qixiufang can remind herself who you are, where you come from, and what you want to do.
Mei Qingqian can't say what her feelings for Ye Zhiqing are, that is the child she saw growing up since she was a child, smart, caring, precocious and sensible, but she is calculating her life and cultivating her to be what she wants--memory Among them, the owner of Qixiufang, who has picturesque features, is as gentle as jade, is exquisite in appearance, well socialized, sharp and decisive.
I will give you ample food and clothing, and a great reputation, and you will be my lifelong hope, okay?
"You are my first disciple, and you are their senior sister. I will protect Qixiu and Yifang in the future, and these rumors are just trivial setbacks. The more you pay attention to it, the more people will believe it." Mei Qingqian also deliberately brought Ye Zhiqing to see the Jianghu market this time. Ye Zhiqing grew up in the Jiaofang.
"Then what should I do?" Ye Zhiqing was a little puzzled. She was born and raised in the Jiaofang. Although there were competitions and rumors in the Jiaofang, it was not like in Jianghu, which involved a wide range of rumors.
"When a more compelling gossip attracts others, others will not talk about another gossip. However, it should not be more important to remember that when you have enough strength, others dare not talk about you casually It's gone." Qingqian had a proud smile, she didn't smile often, her facial features were slightly darker, glamorous, not to be played with, and when she smiled, she instantly had a sense of grace and luxury when a peony bloomed in midsummer.
After a long time, when Ye Zhiqing seemed to have a hint of understanding on her face, she stood up with Qingqian, put on the veiled hat, paid the money, turned her head and nodded to Ye Zhiqing, signaling to go back.
In the carriage, Ye Zhiqing didn't pull the window and ask this and that like she did when she came here. Instead, she was a little depressed and serious, her sleeves were clear and her heart softened, she was just a child: "I brought the original Jiaofang The children and the adopted ones, are they okay?"
"Everything is fine, Ran Le likes this place very much, and runs around in the workshop every day," Ye Zhiqing said, and the sisters in the workshop also became happy, and then changed her voice, "It's just that... Baoshang is not very happy."
"Wu Chang was originally the master of Jiaofang's focus on cultivating the next leader. It's always a bit uncomfortable to be taken away by me. If it's not possible, we can send her back. You don't have to think too much," Qingqian pinched Ye Zhiqing and said The baby fat that has not subsided, pretending to be sad, "I have become a little old woman, how can I take you out."
"Master!"
"Master, a letter from the capital."
Mei Qingqian had just entered the workshop when she was stopped by someone. She waved her hand to signal Ye Zhiqing to go and play with her sisters, and then she took the letter. After reading it, her eyes burst into excitement.
The letter reads——
"The embroidered thief committed a crime in the Pingnan Palace. Long live is very angry. My lady will go there with a token to help Jin Qing solve the case. Hurry up!"
Ouyang Xiu's mulberry picking perfectly depicts the beauty of West Lake in Hangzhou, like a picture scroll, spread and dyed layer by layer.
Ruyun Tower, which means that customers come like clouds, is a famous restaurant in Hangzhou. The storyteller in the building is also famous in Hangzhou. Many people come here admiringly. What is being said in the building is exactly what has been raging in Hangzhou during this time. Characters - clear and shallow sleeves.
"If you want to talk about this lady, she can really be called the number one maiko in the court. It is said that she is also a daughter of a family with a prominent background, but when she was five years old, her ancestors committed a crime and entered the teaching workshop. Maid Mei is talented and intelligent, and she has become a master of art at the age of ten. Even the master of Jiaofang and Yushengyan, who is a song "Qipan Wu", is full of praise. Since she was 12 years old, she has performed in front of the imperial court.
"Ms. Mei is best at swords. Let's say that the last time she performed on stage was when Goryeo visited this year. The emperor held a state banquet and invited Mrs. Mei to dance. She was dressed in a pink dance dress with golden jewelry and accessories intertwined. , turning left and right, the hem of the clothes fluttering, like a flying butterfly wearing flowers, and suddenly saw her throwing the sword tens of feet into the air, and when it fell, it was as fast as lightning. The sheath firmly caught the long sword, and the "sword was completely removed" in one hand. All the people present were astonished as heaven and man.
"Today the admiral compares her to Aunt Gongsun in Tang Dynasty. Even Prince Pingnan's son privately wants to get rid of her citizenship."
The storyteller's voice is quite particular about the pauses. Although the content is not true or false, it also attracts people to look for some fun.
"However, as far as I know, the lady is still happy."
"Also left the capital and arrived at our place."
There was a noisy conversation in the audience, and the storyteller didn't take it seriously. When the voices in the audience became quieter, he began to speak again: "You must know that King Xiang has a dream, the goddess is ruthless, and the beauty has a heart, so he rejected King Pingnan."
"Even King Pingnan doesn't like her. Who is her lover?"
"It's just a dancing girl, maybe she can compare to Ouyang Qing."
His Majesty was discussing again, especially when he talked about Ouyang Qing, a generation of famous prostitutes, the atmosphere became even more heated.
The storyteller's face was mysterious, and his voice was very low, but he was not covered by the noisy voices in the building. The people in the audience stopped involuntarily and listened to him continue to say: "What Miss Mei is looking at is—— Your Majesty. Today, His Majesty is very troublesome for the sake of harmony between brothers. Therefore, my wife invited me to go down to Hangzhou, and wished to spend my whole life in this beautiful place. His Majesty took pity on him, so he gave his wife the music workshop next to the West Lake Palace, which is today's seven Xiufang."
"Haha, who knows if the little emperor wants to spend time with his old lover when he goes to the Hangzhou palace!"
In a corner of the Ruyun Tower sat a young girl and a young girl. The girl's back was facing the crowd. She couldn't see her appearance, but her figure was also very good.
"Master," Ye Zhiqing was still just a seven-year-old girl, but she was born smart and understood what the storyteller was talking about, "They slandered you and Your Majesty so much..."
She took a sip of her tea and put it down again. Her movements were light and soft, elegant and unaffected. It could be seen that she had been trained in strict etiquette since she was a child: "Qingqing, you know why I want you to follow me?" Are you going to Hangzhou?"
Ye Zhiqing lowered her head, didn't look at Qingqian, but just shook her head.
"Anzhi Tinglan, Yu Yu Qingqing," Mei Qingqian touched Ye Zhiqing's head, "This is my uncle's name. I have many disciples in my teaching workshop, but I only named you, not because you are an orphan In terms of dancing talent, you are not as good as Rouge, and in terms of piano skills, you are not as good as Qiwu, but they are all inferior to you in one thing. You are born smart, resourceful, and mature. Be proud or not."
Mei Qingqian looked at the low head and the red ear tips faintly visible between the drooping hair, and smiled, and the depression in her heart was also released a little.
These rumors are just the simplest. In the future, Qixiufang will encounter many disputes.
No one knows how much expectation and sustenance Mei Qingqian has in the name Ye Zhiqing, just like how much obsession Mei Qingqian has for the word Qixiufang, how long she has been working for it, and given up What.
Mei Qingqian has always felt that she is alone in this world, only the three words Qixiufang can remind herself who you are, where you come from, and what you want to do.
Mei Qingqian can't say what her feelings for Ye Zhiqing are, that is the child she saw growing up since she was a child, smart, caring, precocious and sensible, but she is calculating her life and cultivating her to be what she wants--memory Among them, the owner of Qixiufang, who has picturesque features, is as gentle as jade, is exquisite in appearance, well socialized, sharp and decisive.
I will give you ample food and clothing, and a great reputation, and you will be my lifelong hope, okay?
"You are my first disciple, and you are their senior sister. I will protect Qixiu and Yifang in the future, and these rumors are just trivial setbacks. The more you pay attention to it, the more people will believe it." Mei Qingqian also deliberately brought Ye Zhiqing to see the Jianghu market this time. Ye Zhiqing grew up in the Jiaofang.
"Then what should I do?" Ye Zhiqing was a little puzzled. She was born and raised in the Jiaofang. Although there were competitions and rumors in the Jiaofang, it was not like in Jianghu, which involved a wide range of rumors.
"When a more compelling gossip attracts others, others will not talk about another gossip. However, it should not be more important to remember that when you have enough strength, others dare not talk about you casually It's gone." Qingqian had a proud smile, she didn't smile often, her facial features were slightly darker, glamorous, not to be played with, and when she smiled, she instantly had a sense of grace and luxury when a peony bloomed in midsummer.
After a long time, when Ye Zhiqing seemed to have a hint of understanding on her face, she stood up with Qingqian, put on the veiled hat, paid the money, turned her head and nodded to Ye Zhiqing, signaling to go back.
In the carriage, Ye Zhiqing didn't pull the window and ask this and that like she did when she came here. Instead, she was a little depressed and serious, her sleeves were clear and her heart softened, she was just a child: "I brought the original Jiaofang The children and the adopted ones, are they okay?"
"Everything is fine, Ran Le likes this place very much, and runs around in the workshop every day," Ye Zhiqing said, and the sisters in the workshop also became happy, and then changed her voice, "It's just that... Baoshang is not very happy."
"Wu Chang was originally the master of Jiaofang's focus on cultivating the next leader. It's always a bit uncomfortable to be taken away by me. If it's not possible, we can send her back. You don't have to think too much," Qingqian pinched Ye Zhiqing and said The baby fat that has not subsided, pretending to be sad, "I have become a little old woman, how can I take you out."
"Master!"
"Master, a letter from the capital."
Mei Qingqian had just entered the workshop when she was stopped by someone. She waved her hand to signal Ye Zhiqing to go and play with her sisters, and then she took the letter. After reading it, her eyes burst into excitement.
The letter reads——
"The embroidered thief committed a crime in the Pingnan Palace. Long live is very angry. My lady will go there with a token to help Jin Qing solve the case. Hurry up!"
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