Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 2093

[Chapter 2077 Weird Oiran]

Hearing this topic, everyone in the field applauded one after another. The Song Dynasty was prosperous and prosperous. Even if the average person is not very talented, he still has a vision. At a glance, he can see that this Hua Kui topic is ingenious.

The group of sons and brothers from the capital thought hard one by one. Although many of them are playful, but in a place where talents gather in Lin’an, they are all familiar with each other, but they are also a bit literary, not to mention that these people linger in the fireworks and willow alleys and many brothels. They all pursue literary talents, and they all have experience in similar things.

“Have it!” A young man stood up excitedly and handed the poem he had written to the maid, who soon opened the paper and read, “As soon as we go two or three miles, there are four or five homes in Yancun, and six in the pavilion. Seven seats, eighty or ninety flowers.”

“Okay!” I didn’t expect someone to make it so quickly, and a group of people couldn’t help but applaud. .

“This bastard.” The woman in yellow scolded suddenly.

Song Qingshu couldn’t help but be startled, and couldn’t help but say, “I see that the poems are doing very well.” The

woman in yellow snorted, ignoring him at all, and Xue Baochai who was standing beside him blushed and explained to him: “Baoyu, before Uncle urges you to read more books… This poem was written by Shao Yong, a poet of this dynasty, who, together with Zhou Dunyi, Zhang Zai, Cheng Hao, and Cheng Yi, is known as the ‘Five Sons of the Northern Song Dynasty’, and is a well-known scholar of Neo-Confucianism.”

“Really, Haha~” Song Qingshu couldn’t help his face heat up, thinking that it was no wonder the woman in yellow shirt wanted to be angry, Shao Yong was a sage of Jianshan Academy, but this person brought his poems to the brothel to compete for jealousy, which is simply insulting.

However, looking at the excitement of the group of people in the field, it seems that not many people know the origin of this poem, and it really is a group of playboys who only eat, drink and play.

Thinking of being despised by the woman in yellow shirt and Xue Baochai just now, Song Qingshu thought that she was fortunate to have the identity of Jia Baoyu, otherwise she would be embarrassed.

At this time, Xue Pan approached Xue Baochai and said, “Good sister, help my brother make a song. You know, I’m fine in fighting, but writing poems and lyrics is really hard for me.” People specially deal with this kind of situation in the brothel, but this time to Xixia, it is naturally impossible to bring those gunmen. When encountering such a problem, I was dumbfounded.

Xue Baochai snorted: “What kind of etiquette is this? No help!”

Song Qingshu laughed secretly, as her sister helped her brother chase prostitutes in the brothel, with Xue Baochai’s temperament, how could she be so embarrassed.

“Have it!” At this time, Lu Shidao threw the pen in his hand and handed over the written paper, and the maid took it and showed it to the Hua Kui, and read it out: “After a goodbye, the two are hanging on each other.

It’s just three or four .

Moon, who knows five or six years? The lyre has no intention to play, and the eight-line script cannot be passed on. The nine-stringed chain is broken, and the ten-mile pavilion is eager to see through. Hundred thoughts, thousands of thoughts, all helpless and resentful.”

“Okay!” Another applause Voice, it is difficult for everyone to distinguish this one from the one just now, which is better in writing, but this word is more, and most of it is more powerful. The key is that it also tells about the love between men and women, which seems more appropriate in today’s environment.

Lu Shisheng, who was on the side, smiled slightly, and also stood up: “I have it too…”

Someone had been sent to the back of the bead curtain, and the maid quickly read it out: “I can’t say a thousand words, I’m bored, and I rely on the railing. Look at the lone geese, in August and mid-autumn the moon is round and people are not round. In July and a half, burning candles and burning incense to ask the sky, in the dog days of June, everyone shakes my heart. The loquats in April are not yet yellow, and I want to be distracted by the mirror. In a hurry, the peach blossoms turn with the water in March. They are scattered and scattered, and the kite string is broken in February. Hey, Lang Ya Lang, I hope that in the next life, you will come to me for my daughter Man!”

“Okay, there are more words!”

“You two Master Lu are really talented!”

“The two brothers really took advantage of them, as long as one figured it out, the other could compare it to one.”

…

This time, Song Qingshu didn’t dare to applaud rashly. His first reaction was to look at the girl in yellow and Xue Baochai.

The woman in the yellow shirt ignored him as always, but Xue Baochai couldn’t help but smile when he saw his staring expression: “This is Zhuo Wenjun’s “Poem of Resentment”, although he didn’t write it himself, but he used it here to express to the courtesan Love, but it is also appropriate.”

Xue Pan couldn’t help scolding: “Bah, what, it’s not sincere to go to a prostitute.”

Hearing his vulgar language, Xue Baochai couldn’t help but smile, and the woman in yellow also looked at it with disgust. Glancing at him, Song Qingshu felt that he was cute and innocent.

Xue Pan’s voice was not deliberately lowered, and the Lu brothers in the distance also heard it, each with a dark face, stood up and cupped his hands to him: “I have heard that the son of the Xue family is talented, I wonder if you can write an article to open our eyes. .”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a snicker in the field, what level of Duba Wang, they are all from Lin’an, how could they not know?

“I…I…” Being surrounded by a group of people, and even faintly feeling that the oiran was staring at him, Xue Pan couldn’t help blushing.

Xue Baochai frowned slightly, took out a piece of paper and said, “Master Xue’s is ready.” Of course she didn’t want to help her brother pick up girls, but she didn’t want the face of the Xue family to be ripped off, so she hesitated and came out to help. brother.

The maid took it and read it out: “Nineteenth moon is an eight-point circle, seven geniuses and six madmen, five watch four drum chickens and three sings, embrace February one pillow and sleep.”

Xue Baochai could not do anything, his brother’s urination Everyone knows that if you use Taiwen crepe sentences, everyone knows that he did not write it, so he uses this limerick, which is more his style.

Xue Pan immediately swept away the slump and applauded himself: “Okay!”

The rest of the people secretly despised, and there was only a sparse applause, but Xue Pan didn’t care about these, and bowed his hands in return salutes, while muttering: “I won the prize.”

Xue Baochai covered his eyes with his hands, feeling really embarrassed.

“One big Qiao and two Xiao Qiao, three inches of golden lotus and four inches of waist. Apply five, six or seven points of powder, and make up 80 or 90 percent.” Soon someone made it. Although the semantics are a bit vulgar, it is still in the brothel. This kind of environment, on the contrary, has attracted the unanimous praise of many men.

At this time, Lu Shisheng suddenly said: “I don’t know what Master Jia can do?” Hearing his words, a group of people looked at Song Qingshu with complicated expressions.

A few months ago, Jia Baoyu was definitely the leader of their group of sons, and no one dared to offend him, but now that Jia Sidao is dead and the Jia family is declining, they naturally have no scruples.

Thinking of the flattery they had given to him in the past, all of these people were not very happy, and they were happy to see him make a fool of himself.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly, but he didn’t take it to heart at all. UU Kanshu www.sonicmtl.com wrote an article and handed it out. Not to mention Xue Baochai, even the woman in yellow looked at it curiously, but after seeing what he wrote, The expressions of the two women were suddenly extremely strange:

“One piece is two pieces, three pieces, four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven pieces, eight pieces, nine pieces, ten pieces, eleven pieces, twelve, thirteen, and fourteen pieces.

” However, Xue Baochai felt that it was even more embarrassing than his brother’s embarrassment just now, thinking that he would really urge Baoyu to read more when he was free in the future.

Song Qingshu didn’t care, anyway, he wasn’t interested in this Hua Kui or anything, not to mention the one who lost Jia Baoyu, what’s the matter with him Song Qingshu?

After the maid got the bead curtain, there was a chuckle inside, obviously the Hua Kui was also amused, Song Qingshu shrugged, took a sip of tea nonchalantly, and waited to be eliminated directly.

Who knew that a beautiful voice sounded inside: “A piece of two pieces, three or four pieces, five, six, seven, eight or ninety pieces. There are thousands of pieces and countless pieces. When you fly into the plum blossoms, you can’t see them. This poem is unique. Jia Gongzi is very literary.”

Song Qingshu almost spit out a sip of tea, and Xue Baochai and the woman in the yellow shirt looked at him with extremely strange eyes.

[End of this Chapter]