Chapter 354

After paying for the tea, he entered the courtyard. There were seven or eight guests sitting in the room, drinking tea and chatting.

Six dancers dressed in colorful clothes danced gracefully in thin gauze dresses, twisting their slender waists and plump buttocks.

Xu Qi 'an scanned the room. He did not see the lady who appeared to be a lady from a wealthy family and the lady who was coquettishly in bed.

The tea was not just a drinking game. There were also performances such as listening to music and watching dances. And the lady did not always appear to accompany the guests.

Similarly, the guests also needed "free space." Although the drinking game was interesting, it was not conducive to private communication.

Some of the guests came in pairs to drink and bond with other women. At this time, they needed a little freedom to express themselves.

The three sat down. Song Tingfeng shrugged and smiled. "It seems that Miss Fu Xiang does not plan to accompany the guests tonight."

Xu Qi 'an asked, "Why do you say so?"

Song Tingfeng explained, "The time for the tea is limited. Usually, a group of guests will stay here for two hours at most. They will either continue to the next table or leave.

"And if you want to have a good time, it will take about two hours."

In other words, our group will not play the drinking game, so of course Fu Xiang will not appear … Why do you know the rules of the Musical House so well? You must have come here a lot … Xu Qi 'an nodded, indicating that he had learned something new.

After a dance, the dancers took a short break.

A young man in a light green scholar's robe stood up, raised his cup, and looked around. "Is Young Master Yang Ling here?"

He asked three times in a row, but no one answered. He sat down in disappointment.

At the next table, a middle-aged man dressed like a rich man asked curiously, "Brother, who is this Yang Ling?"

"Sparse shadow slanting across the clear water, faint fragrance floating in the moonlight." The young man in the light green scholar's robe slightly raised his chin. "Have you heard of it?"

"A little." The middle-aged man thought for a moment.

"Of course, once this poem was written, it was called the best poem of all time by the scholars. Even people like you should have heard of it. " The young man in the scholar's robe proudly raised his head. "Only we scholars can make such a beautiful poem."

The middle-aged man was puzzled. "Then why are you looking for someone here?"

As the two of them conversed, the customers around them also stopped chatting and listened attentively.

"Because this song was sung in the Shadow Plum Pavilion. This poem was given to Miss Floating Fragrance by Young Master Yang Ling. Using the plum as a metaphor for a person, it is truly a beautiful thought."

"No wonder the Shadow Plum Pavilion has so many guests recently, and no wonder Miss Fu Xiang never shows up."

"Yes, I heard that Miss Fu Xiang rarely entertains guests."

"Sparse shadows slanting across the clear and shallow waters, a faint fragrance floating in the moonlight at dusk … What a beautiful poem. I really want to meet Lady Floating Fragrance and that scholar."

Hearing this, the young man in the light cyan robe sighed and said, "That Young Master Yang only appeared in the Musical House once, and then there was no news from him. The Imperial College sent someone to the Changle County School to look for him, but he was not found."

"There's actually such a strange thing!" Everyone was shocked.

The young man in the light blue scholarly robe said helplessly, "I come to the Shadow Plum Pavilion every day just to wait for him. It's not just me, all the students in Beijing want to be friends with him. "

Song Tingfeng clicked his tongue and said, "This is great, Lady Fuxiang is no longer a woman we can covet."

Song Tingfeng said, "Now, Miss Fu Xiang is no longer a woman we can covet."

Does this count as me driving up the price of AC unknowingly? Xu Qi'an lowered his head and drank his tea guiltily.

Song Tingfeng looked at his new colleague and said, "Unfortunately, you are good at solving cases, but not good at writing poems. If you could write a beautiful poem like Yang Ling, Miss Fu Xiang would be willing to pay for it."

Xu Qi 'an realized something. "You're paying for it?!

"You say that the rumors about the love affair between a prostitute and a poor scholar are fabricated out of thin air? If a poor scholar could occasionally write a beautiful poem and give it to a prostitute, her value would soar. This was a mutually beneficial thing, and those young and famous scholars were even more so the targets of the prostitutes' flattery.

"Not to mention free money, they would be willing to pay for it. Hermit Zi Yang of the Yunlu Academy was quite talented in poetry. After he became the top scholar, he stayed in the Musical House for three months and didn't pay a penny, "Song Tingfeng said.

Zhu Guangxiao nodded and gave his affirmation.

Song Tingfeng noticed that his new colleague was dumbfounded. It was as if he had received a great shock, but it was also as if he had heard exciting news. His breathing quickened.

A maid who served the guests left the table in a hurry and stared at Xu Qi'an for a few seconds. Then she showed a look of ecstasy and ran out of the room without caring about her image.

Not long after, the splendidly dressed Courtesan Lady appeared. Her long skirt dragged on the ground, and the gorgeous jewelry in between her fine black hair complemented her beautiful face.

The thickness of the dress was just right. It didn't look bloated and accentuated her curvaceous and mature figure. It also didn't make people feel that she was showing off.

Compared to the first time Xu Qi 'an saw her, she was obviously more particular about her clothes. She was not like the Oiran Lady of the Musical House, but a social butterfly with a certain status and reputation.

Lady Fu Xiang's beautiful eyes swept across the guests, pausing on Xu Qi 'an for a moment.

"Hey, Fu Xiang just looked at me." Song Tingfeng was slightly shocked.

Zhu Guangxiao glanced at him, straightened his back, and said unconvinced, "She just looked at me."

After bowing to the guests, Floating Incense said in a soft voice, "This servant will dance with you, to add to the fun of the guests."

The guests were very surprised. They didn't expect that the most popular Oiran of the Musical House would show up.

The sharp-minded guests thought more deeply. Fu Xiang was known to be excellent in zither and poetry, but she was not famous for her dance. Why did she dance today?

"With such a figure, it would be great if she could dance a song for me …" Xu Qi'an enjoyed the beautiful dance while imagining.

After the song, Fu Xiang drank a glass of wine and left with a red face.

Song Tingfeng said with a smile, "It's worth it."

Zhu Guangxiao nodded.

Song Tingfeng picked up his glass and motioned to Xu Qi'an. "Miss Fu Xiang seldom dances, but she often plays zither. You just came to the Musical House, and you can see her dance. The money is worth it."

Xu Qi'an raised his glass and said, "It would be great if I could stay in her room tonight."

Song Tingfeng laughed.

Zhu Guangxiao shook his head slightly.

As soon as Song Tingfeng finished laughing, he saw a maid come over and said, "Young Master Yang, my wife invites you to have tea in the room."

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao looked at Xu Qi'an blankly, and their faces were a little stiff.

Xu Qi'an patted him on the shoulder. "See you at the gate of the courtyard at five o 'clock tomorrow."

"Clang …" The scholar in a light cyan robe suddenly stood up from the table, showing a shocked and ecstatic look, and shouted, "Young Master Yang, are you Yang Ling? Are you Yang Ling? Brother Yang, Brother Yang … I'm Du Ying … "

Xu Qi'an stopped, cupped his hands to him, and left with the maid.

"Yang Ling …" All the drinkers in the room widened their eyes, and several scholars in scholar robes were ecstatic.

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao looked at each other silently. "???"

…

In the bedroom that was as warm as spring, there was a bathtub behind the screen.

Xu Qi'an soaked in the hot water covered with flower petals and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Xiang, who was wearing a light gauze and had fair skin and an outstanding figure, knelt by the bathtub and rubbed his body with her soft hands.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and you've become more and more handsome," the Top Courtesan Maiden admired Xu Qi'an's strong body, and her bright eyes could hardly move away.

Before, Xu Qi'an had handsome features and was not bad. Today, they met again. Although his appearance had not changed, he gave people an indescribable temperament.

"As long as you like it, my change is worth it." Xu Qi'an raised his eyebrows.

Fu Xiang blushed, feeling a little bashful and happy.

She said with a resentful expression, "You only know how to say nice things to deceive me. Young Master clearly looks down on me."

How could there be a man who could hug her for an entire night and do nothing?

When the Top Courtesan Maiden woke up the next day, she had great doubts about her own charm.

"I was more tired that day …" Xu Qi'an thought to himself. This sounded like the excuse of a man in his forties or fifties.

He immediately changed the topic and asked, "Are you cold?"

The Top Courtesan Maiden immediately nodded and said pitifully, "Cold ~ ~"

"If you're cold, then let's bathe together." Xu Qi'an pulled her into the bathtub.

Thump …

She screamed, caught off guard.

Fu Xiang lay in Xu Qi'an's arms and said coquettishly, "You're so annoying."

She sat on Xu Qi'an's stomach and hooked her arms around his neck. She chatted casually, asking him for advice on poetry.

Xu Qi'an might not be a good poet, but he had memorized many poems. When he occasionally said a few, it would cause the Top Courtesan Maiden to blush in excitement.

"Right, has Young Master Yang heard that Assistant Minister Zhou has been removed from office and exiled?"

Her seemingly casual words caused Xu Qi'an to feel wary.

"I've heard, it seems that he was impeached by the Marquis of Might Wu," Xu Qi'an said.

The Top Courtesan Maiden raised her charming and affectionate face and stared at him. She said with a light smile, "It seems that Young Master Zhou did not give up and kidnapped the shu daughter of the Marquis of Might Wu."

"That's why they say that beauty is a bone scraper," Xu Qi'an said with surprise and emotion.

As an experienced investigator, no one could easily get information out of him. However, Fu Xiang might have become suspicious.

How could there be such a coincidence? That day, they had just finished talking about the past, and Zhou Li really did act against the shu daughter of the Marquis of Might Wu … en, it might not be suspicion, but it was definitely curiosity.

I have to increase this woman's good opinion of me, and have her lean towards me from the bottom of her heart, so that she wouldn't speak of me to some official one day … …

"Just now, when I saw Miss dance, my heart was suddenly moved, and I heard a few lines … …" Xu Qi'an hugged the beautiful woman's shoulder and recited, "The cloudy hair at the temples is broken, the blood-colored silk dress is stained with wine. This year is a year of laughter and light, the autumn moon and spring breeze await us to pass leisurely."

This year is a year of laughter and light, the autumn moon and spring breeze await us to pass leisurely … … The Top Courtesan Maiden's eyes were filled with tears as she sobbed in a low voice, "Is Young Master poking at this servant's heart? Young Master is so cruel."

After bathing, the two lay down on a grand brocade couch. Xu Qi'an flipped through the album of paintings placed next to the pillow.

The Top Courtesan Maiden's brown eyes were as black and moist as a deer in the forest. A beautiful pink rose on her face. She was bashful and timid, but she also had an attitude that allowed her master to do as he pleased.

She had an exquisite appearance, a voluptuous figure, and flawless skin. She was like a jade beauty.

"What do you mean?" Xu Qi'an glanced at her and raised the album in his hand.

Fu Xiang pursed her lips and did not dare to answer.

"Do you really think I'm a virgin who needs to be educated?" Xu Qi'an sneered and threw away the album.

That night, the Top Courtesan Maiden's bed was rocked until midnight.

…

The next day at dawn, Xu Qi'an dressed himself with the help of a slightly haggard beauty, had breakfast, and bid farewell to the affectionate Fu Xiang.

When the chief maid who served Fu Xiang looked at him this morning, the adoration in her eyes made Xu Qi'an very proud.

Walking out of the courtyard of the Yingmei Pavilion, he saw his two energetic colleagues at the door.

"Sure enough, they didn't ask me for money … Alas, I really don't want to be a freeloader, but the beauty is too kind …" Xu Qi'an said in a light tone, "Good morning, you two."

The three left the alley of the Musical House side by side. Before parting, Song Tingfeng narrowed his eyes and could not help but ask, "Miss Fu Xiang … how did she taste?"

The taciturn Zhu Guangxiao also looked over.

Xu Qi'an looked ahead, with a little bit of arrogance and a little bit of ruffian, and raised the corner of his mouth. "That girl … is very smooth!"

…

He bought a few bolts of silk in the inner city, rented a carriage, and rushed back to the Xu Mansion.

The second Uncle Xu asked for a leave today and stayed at home to wait for his news. Xu Xinnian also did not study and was not in the mood.

It was not until Xu Qi'an asked the servants to carry the silk back that the whole family felt relieved.

Xu Qi'an did not explain too much, pointed to the silk, and said with a smile, "It's for aunt and sisters to make clothes."

The aunt was holding back her anger, raised her snow-white and sharp chin, and snorted.

The little bean pulled his trousers and tried to climb up, and said, "Big brother, big brother, I saw sister secretly hiding and crying yesterday."

The oval-faced Xu Lingyue blushed.

In front of the family, it was not good to be too intimate, so Xu Qi'an smiled at the beautiful girl, and then kicked the little bean in the air like a shuttlecock, and reached out to hold him.

Auntie was startled, while the little bean burst into heartless laughter.

The second uncle was stunned. "You have stepped into the Lianqi Realm."

After getting the affirmation from Xu Qi'an, the second uncle showed a gratified smile like an old father.

In the study, Xu Qi'an briefly explained to the second uncle and Erlang what had happened.

Both father and son felt a lingering fear.

Xu Xinnian looked at his cousin. "Why did Princess Royal send someone to follow you?"

"I also want to know …" Xu Qi'an gave a guess. "Maybe I was the only outsider in the academy that day?"

The Princess Royal was also in the academy on the day the anomaly happened in the Second Saint Academy, so it was impossible for her not to pay attention to this matter. In this case, it was reasonable for her to monitor the only outsider that day.

Xu Xinnian said in a low voice, "Princess Royal is very scheming. Not only did she study in Yunlu Academy for many years, but she also has a half master-disciple relationship with Wei Yuan. Her chess skills are superb, and she recommended you to be the night watchman. It was definitely not a casual decision on a whim.

"Big brother, if she summons you in the future, don't be surprised. Remember to be careful and treat her with caution."

Xu Qi'an said, "Okay."

The fact that the prideful Xu Cijiu regarded her with such importance and fear meant that the First Princess was not a simple person.

After Xu Xinnian finished speaking, he suddenly raised his chin and said, "I have stepped into the Body Cultivation Realm."

I have also become a Scholarly Rank Eight expert!

Xu Qi'an was pleasantly surprised. "What's so special about the Body Cultivation Realm Confucian scholars?"

The corner of Xu Xinnian's mouth rose. "Where is righteousness, even if there are millions of people, I will still go forward."

In that instant, Xu Qi'an's heart surged with lofty sentiments, and he burst forth with the courage to face an army of thousands alone.

This indescribable courage lasted for a quarter of an hour before it slowly dissipated.

"Body cultivation is a process of sharpening one's courage. A Confucian scholar of this realm has every word and action that people believe. For example, Big Brother felt that what I said just now was reasonable, so he unconsciously did as I said. In the future, when I enter the imperial court and become an official, I won't lose to you in solving cases. "

No, I rely on my own ability, while you rely on cheating! Xu Qi'an thought.

This is equivalent to a courage buff, the embryonic form of the Verbal Compliance Law … Xu Qi'an's eyes brightened, and he exchanged a glance with his second uncle. The former said, "Cijiu, Big Brother has treated you well …"

"Scram!" Xu Xinnian didn't wait for him to finish and left in a huff.

Vulgar Warrior.

… …

Xu Qi'an returned to his small courtyard and took a nap.

Suddenly, he inexplicably woke up. The source of his alarm was the small jade mirror hidden under his pillow.

A line of small words appeared on the surface of the jade mirror.

[Jiu: Where are you?]