A long-bearded old man wearing a turban and a light blue robe was lying on the windowsill. He was a bit flustered when he heard the people below call him a bastard. When he looked at Fu Bao again, he thought it was a student of Wansong Academy. He immediately became courageous. He glared and scolded, "Bastard, you dare to be rude to the teacher?"
It turned out that Zhang Fubao usually wore a Daoist robe, so when she changed into ordinary clothes, she chose plain and neutral clothes to wear. Today, she was wearing a Daoist robe. This Daoist robe wasn't a Daoist robe, but a type of Han clothing, somewhat similar to a Daoist robe. Zhang Fubao didn't put on any makeup. Her face was bare, and her long hair was tied up. At this time, after being splashed by the water, she was dripping wet. She really looked like a handsome young man.
When Zhang Fu Bao heard the old man's rudeness, she pointed her halberd at him and shouted, "You rude and unreasonable old thing, get down here, or else this Young Lady will flatten your Wansong Academy!"
This sentence was really impressive. As expected of someone who had been in Jianghu, she had the air of a hoodlum.
When the old man heard this, he immediately shrank back. Emperor Zhengde clapped his hands and praised, "Good, I … really good, I support you!"
As soon as Zhang Fu Bao heard that the old Emperor was backing her up, she couldn't help but pinch her waist in satisfaction. Immediately after, she made a 'pei pei' sound and said, "What kind of water is this? Why is it so smelly?"
Yang Ling held back his laughter and walked to her side. He handed her a handkerchief and said, "Wipe yourself first. A girl should act like a girl."
Zhang Fubao glared at him fiercely, but she obediently grabbed the handkerchief and wiped her face.
At this time, an old man ran out of the building. He looked at her up and down in surprise and said, "You … you're not a student of the academy?"
Zhang Fubao angrily said, "I'm a student of Longhu Academy, not Wansong Academy!"
When the old man heard this, he was surprised and said, "Longhu Academy? When did it open? Why haven't I heard of it? "
Zhang Fubao raised his nose and said, "This academy has been open for two thousand years. If you haven't heard of it, then you're just ignorant. To think that your family's Mr. Kong Qiu even paid his respects to my family's Old Master. Now that the South Zhang and the North Kong are in conflict, my family is not necessarily inferior to your Confucian family. "
When the old man heard this, he understood that it was the Zhang family of Mount Longhu that had arrived. The Taoists worshipped the Three Pure Ones Patriarchs. Among them, Taishang Laojun was his father. Confucius once asked his father for advice, so Fu Bao said that.
The Zhang family of Longhu Mountain was a big family with a lot of assets. The Taoist master Zhang and his sister weren't the only ones. It was just that they were the direct descendants of the Taoist Master's branch, so their status was the most important. There were still many members of the Longhu Sect that traveled around the world.
When the old man heard that she was from Mount Longhu, he couldn't help but laugh awkwardly and said, "I was wondering why a lady like you was dressed neither male nor female. So you're from the Zhang family of Mount Longhu. Sorry for my disrespect."
When Yang Ling heard this, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. From the old man's tone, it sounded like women from the Zhang family of Mount Longhu should dress neither male nor female. In the end, he even said sorry for his disrespect. This was clearly an apology, but when he said it, it was really asking for a beating.
Zhang Fubao's anger surged and he said angrily, "How can you be so rude? What kind of water is this? How dare you pour it on me? It's fine if you don't apologize, but you dare to scold me? "
The old man winked and said with a smile, "Those who don't know can't be blamed. Lady, don't be angry. This old man thought you were a student in the academy. If a student insults a teacher, shouldn't he be scolded? Hehe. As for this water … it's not dirty water. This old man planted some flowers on the windowsill and a bucket of water outside the window. In order to fatten it up, this old man even ate a few beans. "
"Hmm …" The old man sniffed her body and said, "It's really a bit smelly."
"You … you …" Zhang Fubao was so angry that she was about to cry. Although she didn't dress up well, she was still a girl who loved cleanliness. Now that fermented bean water was poured on her and her whole body stank, how could she not be ashamed and angry?
When Yang Ling saw this situation, he quickly stepped forward and said, "Old man, we are tourists from other places. We heard that Wansong Academy's scenery is beautiful, so we came to take a look. Uh … old man, can you find a place for her … uh, for my sister to bathe and change clothes?"
"Sister? Who is his sister? Shameless and likes to pretend to be someone else's brother. "Zhang Fubao glared at him. She also didn't like him.
When the old man saw this young man's graceful manner and extraordinary temperament, he quickly returned the greeting and said solemnly, "Ah, this old man is Zhang Chongzhong, a teacher of the academy. This matter is my fault. Please go upstairs, uh … this old man has a bathing room upstairs. Bring some mountain spring water and boil it. "
"Zhang Chongzhong?" Yang Ling thought this old man always looked funny. When he was serious, the corners of his mouth would curl up. It was a natural smiling face. He felt it was a little familiar. When he heard the name, he thought for a moment and couldn't help but smile, "I wonder if old man knows Zhang Duoqi from the Tai 'an Academy?"
"Uh? Duoqi? That is my brother. And this young man is? "
"Oh, I have traveled around the world. I once went to Mount Tai and got to know Old Man Zhang. So we became friends despite the difference in age." Yang Ling wanted to laugh. Zhang Duoqi was a humorous person. He didn't expect his brother to be the same. But these two brothers were both in the education field. They were so good teachers … But if he were a student, he would like to have such a teacher.
Zhang Chongzhong knew his brother's temperament was similar to his. They didn't care about background or age when making friends. They talked for a while and Yang Ling said it word for word. Zhang Chongzhong had no reason not to believe him. He was overjoyed and quickly led them into the house.
Zhang Fubao was furious, but now that her clothes were wet and sticking to her body, her beautiful feminine curves were slowly revealed. How could she dare to stand there and let the students who had heard the news look at her? She could only swallow her anger and follow the old man into the building.
These people came out to play and didn't bring any clothes with them. The bodyguards who came out with them only knew how to wield their swords. They were good at killing people, but how could they buy women's clothes?
Yang Ling just said half of asking Jiang Bin to buy women's clothes. He saw Jiang Bin's toad eyes bulging and sweat almost dripping down. Yang Ling had to look at Xiang 'er and said, "If it really doesn't work, I'll have to trouble you to make a trip. Fortunately, there are all kinds of shops not far from the ridge …"
Xiang 'er stared at him and said, "I … I only know how to wear, I don't know how to buy."
Yang Ling was stunned. Only then did he realize that this girl was also a master of clothes and food. Without a nanny, she was a greenhouse flower who didn't even know how to wash a handkerchief. If he asked her to buy something … Yang Ling laughed dryly and said, "Then, you guys sit here for a while. I'll go make a trip."
Yang Ling was good at buying clothes. He was very familiar with women's underwear and underwear. He had wives and concubines at home. They were tall and short, fat and thin, each with their own style. When did Yang Ling not go out to pick out exquisite clothes for his beloved women? He had memorized all of their measurements.
With a comparison, he had a plan in mind. Just now, when Zhang Fubao was wrapped in wet clothes, he had a sneaky look at her. He knew how high her breasts were, how slender her waist was, and how perky her buttocks were. The clothes inside and outside were all well-fitting, and the styles and colors were very fresh.
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By the time he came back leisurely with a pile of clothes, Zhang Fubao had already washed herself in the bathroom seven or eight times. Her delicate skin was almost peeled off, but she still felt that her body smelled bad. She was still there scrubbing.
There were a few masters from Shaolin among the bodyguards. At this time, they finally showed their skills. They displayed their water-lifting skills. Two water buckets of about a hundred pounds were carried in their hands as if they were flying. Several big men came and went. Old Master Zhang was amazed and said, "Mount Longhu is really a place with crouching tigers and hidden dragons."
Yongfu and the others were princesses, so it was not convenient for them to be together with outsiders. Fortunately, the old man's house had three rooms. The outermost room was the guest room, the middle room was the study, and the innermost room was the bedroom and the bathroom next door. Several women waited in the study while Old Master Zhang accompanied Zhengde in the guest room.
When Yang Ling arrived, he handed the clothes to Xiang 'er and asked her to send them to the bathroom. Then he went back to the outer room. Old Master Zhang had been chatting with Zheng De for a long time. If Old Master Zhang really thought that Yang Ling was the young girl's brother, then he would naturally be a member of Dragon Tiger Mountain. Therefore, when he saw Zheng De return, he hurriedly apologized.
Yang Ling said with a smile, "It was us who came to the Academy to disturb you. It was unintentional. Why do you have to apologize again and again?"
The old man laughed dryly and said, "I was drinking tea by the window when I heard you telling a story downstairs. Was it based on the story of Liang Shanbo and his wife who came here to be officials in the Eastern Jin Dynasty? It was a good performance. I didn't pay attention at first, but later I found it interesting. After listening to your story, I wanted to see what kind of person it was, so I hurriedly opened the window and … Haha, I'm really sorry. "
Only then did Yang Ling realize that it was the trouble caused by his story. Emperor Zhengde laughed and said, "Old Master Zhang is also interested in this kind of love story?"
Zhang Chongzhong laughed and said, "So what if I'm old? I'm old, but my heart must not be old. " He casually hummed, "Even if my teeth fall out, my mouth is crooked, my leg is lame, and my hand is broken, I will still walk on the road of fireworks …"
A Daoist teacher actually … Although it meant that the middle period was the most open, with the least amount of decay and winter heat. When Yang Ling went to Jiangnan, he even heard that a gifted scholar held a 'Banquet of a Hundred Prostitutes' for his birthday and invited a hundred enchanting prostitutes. It could be said to be shocking. But this teacher was after all a professor hired by Wansong Academy. How could he be so open when talking about love? Wasn't it too serious for the professor to be called a beast transformation?
Old Master Zhang laughed and said, "This is a song from Guan Hanqing's' A Spray of Flowers: Don't Accept Old Age '. I like it very much. When I have nothing to do, I write a Kunqu opera. Today, I was fortunate enough to hear this moving story, so I have the intention to write it into an opera for the troupe to perform. "
Yang Ling was not in the mood to find out whether the story of the Butterfly Lovers spread because of this. He was now somewhat curious about Old Master Zhang's words because he remembered that when he was still in school, his teacher used Guan Hanqing's words to describe himself in the class "Dou E's Injustice", "I am a copper pea that can't be steamed, boiled, beaten, flattened, or fried."
By extension, he said that he was virtuous and skillful, that he was as firm as iron, that he was like a copper pea, that he did not yield to the corrupt forces of evil. How did he become an old man in Old Master Zhang's mouth?
Seeing that Miss Fu Bao still did not come out no matter how many times he called her, Yang Ling thought that he was idle and decided to ask Old Master Zhang for advice.
After listening to Yang Ling's words, Old Master Zhang convulsed with laughter and said, "Young master, you are still young after all. I guess you don't understand what copper pea means in the slang of the Yuan Dynasty? Haha, the so-called copper pea refers to the old brothel patrons who wander around the brothels and have a lot of fun.
Old Master Ji Zhai (Guan Hanqing) was a great poet in the Yuan Dynasty. At the same time, he was also an expert in seducing women, visiting prostitutes, and drinking wine. The songs he wrote were based on different dynasties. For example, the "Dou E's Injustice" was based on the story of the 'filial wife of the East Sea' in the Han Dynasty. It said that he was talented but unrecognized, cynical, and full of complaints. But to say that he was not afraid of violence and intended to expose the tyranny of the Yuan Dynasty? It can't be. Speaking of which, after Old Master Ji Zhai became famous, he still got to know many powerful people in the Yuan Dynasty. "
Seeing that Yang Ling was being embarrassed, Zhengde also gloated without any sense of loyalty.
Rubbing his nose, Yang Ling did not say anything. "How could I forget that the teachers like to raise the good characters in history infinitely high. They keep raising them according to the modern moral standards and make them into perfect examples. In the end, they become saints and don't even look like human beings.
Just like what Edison had said, 'Genius is 1% inspiration and 99% perspiration'. Back then, when a certain someone heard this from his teacher, his body was also shaken up like a tiger! Later, I found out that there was another sentence after 'Love Adults', 'But the 1% inspiration is the most important, more important than the 99% perspiration.' Damn, I cut off half of the sentence and the whole meaning is out of shape. "
Yang Ling laughed dryly. Knowing that he was ashamed, he bravely put on a bashful face and deliberately interrupted, "Master Zhang is a teacher from the Wansong Academy. Since you like to compose, do you usually go to the brothels?"
"Ah! The old man almost forgot, now that you mention the brothel, I remember. "Zhang Chongzhong's eyes brightened." You are my brother's close friend, "he said," You are not an outsider. The old man wanted to ask you, do you know any local officials? "
Yang Ling smiled and said, "Does Master Zhang have something to ask of me?"
"Yes. Now that you mention the brothels, I remember something. If you know any local officials, please don't be stingy …" Before the word 'help' left his mouth, he suddenly heard Princess Yongfu's exclamation from the inner room, "Ah! Sister Fu Bao, you look so beautiful when you're dressed up? "
"Hehe, Bao 'er, look at your bright eyes and rosy skin. Aiya, I really want to take a bite!" This was Tang Yixian's voice.
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk …" This sound was like a chicken sucking on rice. It should be Xiang 'er and Yongchun. These two girls have thin lips and small mouths. They should be faster when they' peck '.
Zhang Fubao rarely wore clothes that were too feminine. Especially as he grew older, he always wore unisex clothes. Yang Ling always picked beautiful clothes for young girls. Dressed like this, Fu Bao felt awkward and became even more embarrassed after being praised by them.
Zhang Fubao was pushed out of the study by Xiang 'er and Yongchun. Yang Ling's eyes brightened. The girl in front of him was tall and thin. She had an oval face, two bright eyes and a sharp chin. Her beautiful hair was tied up simply behind her head. She had a sense of elegance.
She wore a light red short blouse that was embroidered with golden muslin and shaped like a persimmon. It was decorated with twining lotus flowers. Her shoulders and sleeves were embroidered with golden clouds. She had a white silk collar and white silk sleeves, which set off her snow-white oval face and a pair of slender white hands.
Because she was tall and thin, her waist was astonishingly thin. She wore a pomegranate flower water-patterned skirt. When she walked, the skirt folds moved rhythmically. The Xiang Shui skirt dragged eight autumn steps. Every step she took made her look extremely bashful.
Fu Bao was tall and thin. Her neck was as elegant as a swan. Yang Ling bought her a string of small pearl necklaces and two long chain clip earrings decorated with pearls. Originally, Fu Bao did not want to wear jewelry, but Xiang 'er forced him to wear it for her. As she walked, the glittering and translucent necklace and the pearls under her ears swayed. She came slowly and shyly. She was really very charming.
Old Master Zhang was flabbergasted. He did not dare to believe that such a graceful and beautiful woman with such temperament was the girl who cut a sorry figure and huffed and puffed like a tigress with her hands on her waist.
Fu Bao's temperament was different from the princesses, but she was not necessarily more beautiful than them. However, she was not someone who dressed up. After taking a bath, she suddenly put on a gorgeous dress and dressed up a little. It was inevitable that she would be stunned.
Fu Bao felt very uncomfortable. What made her uncomfortable was not only the overly feminine dress and the stunned gazes of others, but also the fragrance powder. It was the top-grade fragrance powder of Jin Ling's Qixia Lane. If it were not for the fact that her body still smelled bad, she would never have used it. The powder felt very comfortable and smooth on her skin, emitting a faint and quiet fragrance of fragrant grass.
When Fu Bao smelled the fragrance on her body, she felt even more uncomfortable. It was as if she would be laughed at if others smelled it. However, this set of clothes, the simple jewelry, and the fragrance of the powder clearly matched her very well. An imperial concubine and three princesses were all full of praise for it.
Fu Bao, who had never been praised as a girl since she was a child, felt shy and embarrassed, but also inexplicably satisfied and happy. The girl's nature, which had almost been completely indifferent to her, was slowly awakening in her heart.
"Hehe, I randomly picked it up. Hmm … it seems to fit me." Yang Ling stood up and smiled. Zhang Fubao could not help but smile sweetly in return. As soon as the smile bloomed, she immediately restrained it. She had never smiled like this before. It felt very strange to smile like this, especially in front of him.
Fu Bao did not have the courage to persist under everyone's gaze. She hurriedly said somewhat bashfully, "I … it seems not very appropriate. I need to go back and tidy up."
After Fu Bao finished speaking, she hurriedly fled back to the inner room, causing Yongfu and the others to snicker.
She hurriedly ran into the inner room and closed the door. Zhang Fubao leaned against the door and panted. She pressed her hand on her chest, her heart pounding.
"Do I really look beautiful when I dress like this?" Although she was very shy, this thought could not help but float in her mind.
The close-fitting clothes were made of fine cotton. They were soft, close-fitting, and could absorb sweat. The outer clothes were made of silk. They were smooth, breathable, and elegant.
"That guy really knows how to pick clothes. Not only does it match me, even the size is just right." Zhang Fubao could not help but think, "The close-fitting clothes, panties … they were all chosen by him. He … he touched them all?"
At the thought of this, Zhang Fubao felt as if there was a big hand gently sliding over his body. His chest, thighs, and even his buttocks were all covered with small beads …
The amorous Fu Bao walked to the side of the bathtub. She poked her head out of the water to examine her face. A peach blossom leaped out of the water. She carefully scrutinized … scrutinized … those curved eyebrows, those hazy eyes, that straight nose …
She had bright eyes and white teeth. Her eyebrows were shrouded in smoke. She was as faint as a painting. She had always been too lazy to dress up. She did not even look at herself in the mirror. She panicked when she realized that her eyebrows and complexion were clearly the face of a red phoenix. Little Fu Bao was stunned.
The beauty in the water swayed in the ripples. Her face fluctuated slightly. It was as if another her was looking at her in the water with a smile!
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Zhang Chongduo was telling Yang Ling and Zhengde what he wanted to ask for help. It turned out that Zhang Chongduo liked to write some plays in his free time for the actors to sing. Some of the songs were perfected and performed for the public to see and were very popular. So he had now become a scriptwriter specially hired by an opera troupe.
At that time, Jiangnan was in the lead. Some opera troupes already had female actors. Of course, most of these people were the wives of the actors. They were influenced by what they saw and saw. Sometimes they would respond to emergencies and save the scene. Gradually, they officially appeared on stage.
The brothel that Zhang Chongduo was hired at was called "Tian Sheng Xiu". There was a female actor called Xiao Chun Yan. She was beautiful and enchanting. She was the wife of a clown in the opera troupe nicknamed "Fake Infatuation".
Although this person was not tall, although ugly, he was very good, especially when it came to playing crazy and silly characters. He was the pillar of the opera troupe. As long as a man had the ability, even if he was a three-inch nail, how difficult would it be to marry a beautiful wife?
At that time, the opera troupe did not arrange the repertoire in advance. Instead, they sang along with the guests. Once, Chi Budian had a drink with a few friends backstage. While he was happy, he was asked to perform a martial arts play on stage. Chi Budian drank a little too much and declined to the troupe leader. But at that time, the person who asked him to sing was a powerful figure in the local area. Coupled with a group of hooligans, the troupe leader was helpless.
Chi Budian had no choice but to go on stage to perform. In the end, when he was performing on a high platform built with four chairs, he felt dizzy and his back landed on the ground before his feet did. This caused him to vomit blood. When he rushed back to check, he found out that his back was also broken and he became a cripple.
If it was an ordinary woman at the Xiao Chun Banquet, she could only wash her face with tears and close the door to pass the day. But after all, she needed to rehearse frequently and go on stage. There were many opportunities for her to come and go with men. She was also a young and beautiful woman who attracted people's sympathy. How could no one miss her?
After a year, she became the lover of Zhu Chengbi, an actor in the opera troupe who specialized in singing Xiao Sheng. The two of them flirted with each other on stage and flew together off stage. They only hid it from Chi Budian, who was paralyzed on the bed. Not to mention the opera troupe, even many people who often came to watch the opera knew about it. Sometimes when they saw the two of them performing together on stage, they would make some dirty jokes off stage. The two of them did not care.
How could Chi Budian not really hear a little bit of gossip backstage? But with his current appearance, he could only rely on the Xiao Chun Banquet to support him. He could not even get off the ground and could only lie on the bed all day. What else could he do? He could only cry in his stomach.
When Zhengde heard this, he had already guessed a few things. He raised his eyebrows and said angrily, "Could it be that this adulterous couple thought that Chi Budian was an eyesore and actually plotted to kill him?"
Zhang Chongzhong sighed and said, "After two months, this Chi Budian really died suddenly. Although he was a cripple when he was alive, and everyone thought that he was an eyesore, but dead is still a life. His death was also very strange. The troupe leader did not dare to hide it and immediately reported it to the authorities. Speaking of suspects, is there anyone more suspicious than the Xiao Chun Banquet and Zhu Chengbi? These two people were put in prison. "
Zhengde snorted and said, "Shouldn't this kind of adulterous couple be killed? What does Teacher want us to do? Could it be that the authorities have accepted bribes and perverted the law to indulge them? Don't worry, I really do know a few officials. I will definitely tell them to investigate carefully! "
Zhang Chongzhong was stunned and said with a wry smile, "Gongzi has misunderstood. Speaking of this, this old man is familiar with this Zhu Chengbi, the Xiao Chun Banquet, and that Chi Budian. It is not easy for a poor family to live a hard life. Chi Budian did not fall to his death, the Xiao Chun Banquet was not allowed to change his marriage, and he still had to wait on him every day.
Her heart wasn't bad, and that Zhu Chengbi didn't need to be mentioned. He was someone who was afraid of a mouse and would tremble when he killed a chicken. How would he dare to kill someone? It was true that the two of them had an affair, but they would never think of harming the cripple and marrying him. As a matter of fact, they have been locked up for three months and still could not be convicted.
That matter of theirs … Ai, even the authorities could not do anything about it. They were cheated by the people who beat them up. It was their own bad luck, and now they could only accept it. The people who beat them up were a piece of meat that made people feel helpless. Once they got involved, they could only accept their bad luck.
But the people who beat them up could not get anything from them, and now they came to blackmail the 'Tianxiu' troupe. Hundreds of people depend on this troupe to make a living. It is not that the troupe leader has never reported to the officials, but it is useless and cannot be provoked. Now that the troupe is about to close down, if the two of you know an official, can ask this official to come out and make peace, and let the troupe leader of 'Tianxiu' hold a banquet, invite the leader of the beat to a drink, give a gift, and let them go. "
"What … what do you mean by beating them up?" Zhengde asked inexplicably.
Yang Ling vaguely understood: The people bleed, the officials make peace, and invite the leader of the black gang to a drink? Why does it sound like a scene from some anti-corruption film? As Hangzhou became more prosperous and gradually became an international commercial metropolis, the darkness hidden under the light actually grew so fast?
Zhang Chongzhong knew that they were outsiders and also his brother's friends, so he did not have any scruples and told them everything he knew. These things with blood and tears happened in ancient times, and also in modern times. The more prosperous a place was, the more it happened.
Yang Ling listened silently, and also felt that it was very difficult to clean up these social tumors. Even if he was allowed to govern in Hangzhou, he was afraid that he would have to beat a mosquito with a heavy hammer, and there was no way to use it.
Yang Ling listened to the strange stories that Zhang Chongzhong told, and was holding his knees and sighing. He had never heard of Emperor Zhengde, who watched the common people suffer, and even the law could not do anything about it, but he was already angry. He slammed the table, and the cups and plates clattered.
Yang Ling and Zhang Chongzhong looked at him in surprise, and saw that Zhengde's face was red, and his eyes were full of power. He said with a murderous look, "Punishment cannot punish a crime, and the law cannot overcome evil. What kind of world is this? In troubled times, severe punishment is used. Kill! "
The fight against the underworld in Hangzhou was about to begin …
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