Chapter 789

She came out after being called many times, but she still covered her face with the pipa.

When Bai Juyi wrote this sentence, did he insinuate that the pipa girl was pretentious and pretentious?

Xu Qi 'an thought that the Top Courtesan Lady named Hong Xiu was pretentious, or did she think highly of herself? The tea waiter came late in the second half of the meal. He chuckled lightly and said while holding his wine glass,

"I'm not feeling well, so I took a rest for a while. Please don't mind me."

After drinking a glass of wine as an apology, she did not show anything else.

However, there were also conscientious people who played the drinking game. Well, there were all gongs, so they were not playing elegant drinking games. They were playing finger-guessing and dice.

The smile on her face was too professional … Her back was straight, and her body was slightly stiff, which showed that she did not really integrate into the atmosphere … She was more afraid of physical contact with drinkers. When I touched her little hand just now, there was disgust in her eyes …

Conclusion: She looked down on martial artists.

Xu Qi 'an liked to observe people's micro-expressions and subtle movements. Because these details were a reflection of the heart to a certain extent.

This was an occupational disease left by him in those years.

The performance of Miss Hong Xiu reminded Xu Qi 'an of the first time he met Fu Xiang, the famous Top Courtesan of the Musical House. She was polite on the surface, but alienated on the inside.

However, Fu Xiang's professional ethics were better, so she did not show it so obviously. But this Hong Xiu was a bit naked.

Of course, Fu Xiang was the Top Courtesan of the Musical House in the capital. What was the capital? High officials and dignitaries gathered here, which was incomparable to Yuzhou.

In addition to professional ethics, Hong Xiu was naturally very beautiful in appearance, with the gentle beauty and delicate temperament of Jiangnan women.

She always spoke with the ending sound of "ya" and "ni", which was soft and sweet. No matter who she talked to, she seemed to be talking to her lover.

"I'll play a song for you masters." Hong Xiu smiled gently.

"Lady Hong Xiu's zither skills are the best in the Musical House in Yuzhou. When you come to our Musical House in Yuzhou, you must listen to Lady Hong Xiu's zither music." The official of the Canal Transport Yamen immediately flattered.

It was like introducing the specialties of one's hometown to a distinguished guest from afar, saying whatever sounded nice.

After the song, the official of the Canal Transport Yamen smiled and picked up the wine cup, "What do you think, lords?"

Song Tingfeng was a wily old fox, so he quickly raised his cup and took over the topic, "For example, Top Courtesan Fu Xiang of the Musical House in the capital."

There was still a gap … Xu Qi 'an was not partial to his lover, but purely from an objective point of view.

Fu Xiang's zither skills were as good as her vocal skills.

"Is it the Floating Fragrance Courtesan Queen who wrote 'Sparse Shadow Slanting Across the Clear Water, Faint Fragrance Floating Under the Moonlight at Dusk'?" The eyes of the officials from the Transport Office suddenly lit up.

The distance between Yuzhou and the capital was long, but this poem had been around for a long time. The letters between the scholars had spread it to the Confucian community in every province.

These two lines spread far and wide. They were even more popular than "Don't worry about the road ahead without a bosom friend, who in the world doesn't know you".

"Fu." Lady.

"It's rumored that Lady Fu Xiang is an outstanding beauty, a top notch beauty in the world." The official from the Transport Office asked in anticipation.

This was the filter of fame. Fu Xiang was the most famous courtesan in the capital. In the eyes of men who were passionate about romance, she was a goddess.

Lady Hong Xiu's smile was slightly stiff, and she was a little unhappy.

She felt embarrassed to be discussing a big shot in the same industry in her courtyard. She was even talking about it so enthusiastically.

Song Tingfeng did not seem to notice Lady Hong Xiu's displeasure. He laughed strangely and pointed to Xu Qi 'an, saying, "You have to ask him."

Xu Qi 'an said lightly, "Not bad. Among the beauties I have seen, she can be in the top five."

As he said this, beauties flashed through his mind: Aunt, Lingyue, Huaiqing, Lin An, Master of Nation, Chu Caiwei …

Was it true?

The crowd could not help but look at Xu Qi 'an.

"You really know how to joke. Your Excellency, you really know how to joke." The official of the Canal Transport Yamen laughed dryly.

"I'm not joking." Zhu Guangxiao, who was a man of few words, explained for his colleague, "Fu Xiang is his lover."

The official of the Canal Transport Yamen almost collapsed. He tried hard to control his expression so that he would not laugh.

"Fu Xiang is his lover? "The number one courtesan in the capital will fall in love with a vulgar Warrior like you?

Why don't you say that the princess is your lover? Why don't you say that the mysterious female Master of Nation is your lover? "

However, bragging was a basic practice. The official of the Canal Transport Yamen who came to accompany them felt disdain in his heart, but he still smiled on the surface.

"Vulgar man …" The disdain in Lady Hong Xiu's eyes was not concealed, but she lowered her head and drank without letting others see.

She did not like Warrior at all. He did not know how to be tender to women. His words and actions were very rude. He was not like a scholar who was gentle and elegant, wrote poems, and treated the women in the Musical House politely.

"I didn't expect Your Excellency to have such a relationship with Lady Fu Xiang. May I know Your Excellency's name?" Lady Hong Xiu said half-seriously and half-sarcastically.

The official of the Canal Transport Yamen stared at her with a reproachful look and hurriedly picked up the cup. "Drink up."

Song Tingfeng smiled and said, "Ning Yan, fortunately, the boss did not go to Yunzhou with us. Otherwise, he would definitely not agree to let us seek pleasure in the Musical House."

Xu Qi 'an said, "This is not seeking pleasure, but sightseeing. Next time the boss asks, you answer him like this."

"Ning Yan, this should be his name …" Lady Hong Xiu glanced at Xu Qi 'an.

The tea party was over.

Lady Hong Xiu left the table in advance, and then there was no sound.

She did not ask the guest to stay for tea, which meant that she did not like the night watchman present.

"You don't know how to appreciate favors!" A night watchman said in a deep voice.

The official of the Canal Transport Yamen was a little embarrassed and quite angry, not for the night watchman, but for Hong Xiu.

However, the Musical House was not under the control of the Canal Transport Yamen. As one of the six Top Courtesans of the Musical House in Yuzhou, Hong Xiu did not need to live under the Canal Transport Yamen's control.

Song Tingfeng waved his hand indifferently. "It doesn't matter. Then shall we continue to the next game?"

Xu Qi 'an agreed with Elder Song's approach. A forced abalone is not fresh, and a forced melon is not sweet.

They left the courtyard, and Song Tingfeng and the other two turned to the river. Under the cover of the night, they stood on the bank to relieve the swelling of their bladders.

Song Tingfeng: 8 = = D

Zhu Guangxiao: 8 = = D

Xu Qi 'an: 8 = = = D

…

In the bedroom with charcoal burning, Hong Xiu took a sip of hangover tea, sat in front of the dressing table, and let the maid who pushed the door in massage her shoulders.

"Honey, they are gone." The maid chuckled and said, "He even said that the number one prostitute in the capital, Fuxiang, is his lover. Even I can see that he is talking big."

Hong Xiu curled her lips and said lightly, "Warrior is like this, vulgar and unbearable."

After resting for a while, a maidservant knocked on the door and said from outside, "Wife, Young Master Wei has taken his classmates to book the whole place."

When Hong Xiu heard this, her face suddenly became bright and beautiful. She said happily, "Serve the wine to the childes and let them wait for a moment."

As soon as she finished speaking, she hurriedly urged the maidservants, "Quick, help me change my clothes and take out the most beautiful golden silk dress."

Young Master Wei was the nephew of the prefectural magistrate of Yu Province. He was a scholar who was well-read. He was handsome, cultured and refined.

After changing into a beautiful dress, wearing a jade hairpin and a gold buyao, Hong Xiu, dressed up, came to the wine room and saluted, "Hong Xiu greets the childes."

She naturally sat beside the white-robed Duke Wei. A young scholar who talked about the country and wrote passionately, this was the environment she liked.

Every time at this time, she would be extremely envious of the number one prostitute in the capital whom she had never met before.

How lucky was she to be able to meet such an outstanding scholar and receive his poem, which would be immortalized for generations to come?

"A few officials from the capital came just now. They seemed to be night watchmen." Hong Xiu poured wine for Duke Wei and talked about this matter. She said with a smile, "Someone actually said that the capital's top courtesan, Fuxiang, is his lover."

The scholars at the table laughed, "This is really interesting. How could Lady Fuxiang like the vulgar Warrior?"

"Brother Wei went to the capital half a month ago. Did you see the charm of Fuxiang's top courtesan?"

"I am ashamed. I went to the tea party three times and only saw Fuxiang's top courtesan once." The white-robed Duke Wei said until here and showed an infatuated look,

"Faint fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon … She is just like her name, beautiful."

A young master immediately asked, "Does Fuxiang's top courtesan have a lover?"

Duke Wei suddenly said, "I remember something. That day at the tea party, I chatted with a guest at the table. He said that Fuxiang had long stopped receiving guests. Every day, there was an endless stream of guests coming to the tea party just to see her.

"But, there is a person who frequently goes in and out of the Shadow Plum Pavilion … Well, Fuxiang's courtyard is called the Shadow Plum Pavilion. It is said that this person is Fuxiang's lover. "

The young masters present were moved, "The poet of the poem 'Faint fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon'?"

Duke Wei sighed, "Who else could it be?"

After a pause, he looked around at the crowd and said in a tone as if he was sharing a secret, "This person's identity is extraordinary. This poem is widely circulated and everyone in the Daibun Society knows about it. But why is the poet unknown and no one even talks about him? Don't you find it strange? "

This aroused everyone's curiosity, and they all guessed, "His identity is sensitive, and he can't tell others?"

The red-sleeved Otaku listened on with sparkling eyes. She was the most curious about the poet's identity. He was a talent who could make the women of the Musical House reborn.

After waiting for a while, Duke Wei pressed his hand, and the scene suddenly quieted down.

He shook his head and said, "Because the real identity of that person is a night watchman, not a scholar."

"Is that so?!" Everyone was shocked, and then immediately understood.

No wonder the scholars did not publicize the identity of the poet and tacitly chose to forget it. It turned out that he was a night watchman, not a scholar.

A night watchman … The speaker had no intention, but the listener had an intention. Hong Xiu's heart suddenly sank.

She opened her mouth and said bitterly, "What, what's his name?"

Duke Wei glanced at the beauty and said, "Xu Qi'an, courtesy name Ning Yan."

Clang … The wine glass fell on the table, then slid to the ground and broke.

Everyone looked at Hong Xiu. The beauty's face was pale, and her eyes were dull, like a lifeless paper flower.

When they were at a loss, Hong Xiu suddenly leaned on the table and cried in pain. She cried so sadly that her body trembled.