Self-cultivation of a geisha

It is the time when it is warm and cold, and the land in the south of the Yangtze River is drizzle, like silk and smoke.

Liuzhou City is still bustling with people shouting from vendors, literati sitting in teahouses chatting and laughing happily, all kinds of beauties can't wait to take off their heavy winter clothes, put on light satin gauze, and walk lightly, laughing.

In the Yanfang Pavilion of the Yayun Pavilion, the tea in the teacup has been completely cooled, but the faint tea fragrance has not dissipated.

I saw a young man, frowning, staring at the drawing in front of the case for a long time, when he was about to pick up a brush to add a few touches of color to the dead branches in the painting, a man walked into the room, and the man said: "Sir, someone is here. "

The young man's frowning brows instantly relaxed, he raised his head and glanced at the man, even shaking the bright red satin hanging from his left earlobe, rolled up his sleeves and put the painting into the roll, saying leisurely, "Very good."

The man answered "Yes", and then retreated out as quietly as when he came.

On the ceiling of the hall of the Yayun Pavilion, there are zithers and zithers, and wonderful people.

The young man walked to the front hall, called the maid, and asked, "Where did Xu Zuo go?"

Before the maid had time to answer, she saw a tall man rushing in at the door, and he came before he could make a sound: "here, here, hey, the time is about the same, the little one went out to buy some things, sir, look at you look……"

As he spoke, he sat down unceremoniously, and threw a bag embroidered with two big red mandarin ducks on the desk.

The young man stared at the burden inexplicably: "This..."

"Ah, sir, let me tell you, the Yayun Hall has become very famous in the past two years, and many princes and nobles have come from the capital to see the elegant dance of the gentleman. I went to the street to buy some rouge and water powder a few days ago. Yes, there is a daughter who claims to be so-and-so..."

Before the words were finished, the young man was impatient: "Mr. Sanya will perform on stage in three days..."

"Yeah, I know, I know, let this news out, the more people know the better, sir, don't worry, take care of me."

Before Xu Zuo could finish speaking, the young man left quickly, caressing his temples with throbbing veins.

Everyone knows everyone, Mr. Sanya, the so-called Sanya means extremely elegant writing, extremely elegant life, and extremely elegant dancing.

However, few people have witnessed Mr. Sanya's dance.

As soon as the news got out, within three days, people continued to send invitations, hoping to meet Mr. Sanya and save a good seat for themselves.

Xu Zuo was so busy these two days that he was summoned to the banquet hall on the morning of the third day. The young man held a ochre-colored invitation card between his fingers, and Xu Zuo took it with both hands. Send the post to Mr. Zhao's residence together, and say..."

"I just said that I heard that Mr. Zhao's birthday is today, so I specially invite all members of the Zhao family to come to the Yayun Hall to watch the performance, so as to cheer for Mr. Zhao."

The young man smiled slightly and waved his hand to make him retreat.

Mr. Zhao's romantic affairs, he has heard a little bit, including his unique hobbies, and knows a little bit. Mr. Sanya pinched the bright red satin on his left ear, and said to himself: "I'm not afraid that you won't come, I'm afraid you won't come ..."

The Zhao Mansion was a lively scene of lights and festoons.

Mr. Zhao stood on the right side of the door. When a carriage stopped in front of the door, he rushed up to greet him. The servant swiftly moved the gift out of the carriage. Rong Su got off the carriage and bowed slightly: "Congratulations to Mr. Zhao, I wish Mr. Zhao a happy life." Corning."

Mr. Zhao hurriedly returned the gift: "Hahaha thanks to the great love of the Sixth Prince, it is rare that the Sixth Prince still remembers the official's birthday, the official is really grateful"

Rong Su's face was indifferent: "Master Zhao, what's the matter? My mother has always been on good terms with Mrs. Zhao, so it's only natural to come to pay my respects."

Master Zhao even claimed "yes" and invited the Sixth Prince into the mansion.

Just at this time, the family member came to report: "My lord, the Sixth Prince, the Yayun Hall came to congratulate me, and sent an invitation card. I will invite my lord and the Sixth Prince to watch the performance later."

Mr. Zhao showed embarrassment, and glared at the boy: "Go, go, what is the identity of the prince, how can he go to that kind of hooked place?"

Rong Su glanced at him: "I heard that there is an elegant rhyme hall in Liuzhou City that is very popular among the people, and literati and scholars also like to go there to recite poems, compose and drink tea. "

He looked back at Xu Zuo who was still bowing his head in front of the door, and continued: "Master Zhao, why didn't I let this king Zhan Zhanguang follow and see?"

Master Zhao's expression softened a bit: "Yes, it would be great if the prince is willing to go."

Rong Su waved his hand and strode into the mansion.

Xu Zuo originally thought that he would need to spend more time talking, but he didn't expect that the Sixth Prince would like to join in the fun, so he happily went back to recover his life.

Mr. Sanya was dressed in white and was drawing with a brush. His light eyebrows were still slightly frowned. It was still the dead branch with a few more dead leaves. He dipped some cinnabar to add more color to the dead branches and leaves Some vitality.

"Sir, it's done."

Mr. Sanya hooked his lips and smiled.

It was rare for Xu Zuo to be serious: "It's just that sir, I don't understand why the prince agreed so simply."

"Master Zhao's hobbies are rarely known to anyone. Even Mrs. Zhao is kept in the dark. If we go to visit with such a big fanfare, everyone will only think that we want to climb high and make a living here."

Mr. Sanya put down the pen, and a mess of black hair fell to the table following his movements. He took a plain white hairband and tied it loosely in a knot.

"Only Mr. Zhao knows that the actors in our museum are all men. Of course, inviting him is not as simple as watching the show. The prince is also a transparent person and knows Mr. Zhao's nature. Mr. Zhao has been domineering and defrauding the people all these years. , it's time to beat him..."

Xu Zuo nodded, and continued down the road: "Oh... two years ago, the Empress Dowager passed away, and the whole country mourned. The old man Zhao couldn't hold a big banquet, and the people dared not speak out against him. Sir, this is what you want To vent your anger on behalf of the people?"

Mr. said nothing.

Xu Zuo couldn't get an answer, he raised his eyes and peeked, and saw that the gentleman's face was calm, knowing that he had slipped his words, he covered his mouth and backed away.

After a while, he sneaked back with the bag embroidered with big red mandarin ducks, and placed the items in the bag neatly on the table.

Seeing his cautious appearance, the gentleman couldn't help but smile.

Flashing out of the room, Xu Zuo breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly a person appeared in front of him, only to hear the man say: "The problem of talking too much, change it."

Xu Zuo took a sharp step back, leaning his back against the door rail: "You, you, you... you scared me to death!!!"

"I have to ask you to do me a favor tomorrow." The man remained expressionless, not feeling that he had really frightened him.

Xu Zuo raised a pair of beautiful black and white eyes to look at him: "Of course, right, you say, sir, please do something, brother will definitely do it."

The man gritted his teeth: "Believe it or not, I'll beat you up?"

Xu Zuo scratched his stubble-covered chin: "Just beat me up, fuck/I can think about it..."

Xu You turned his head away, took a deep breath, Xu Zuo knew that it was easy for Xu You to make trouble, so he let it go and waited for orders.

When he learned what his husband asked him to do, his face turned green.