Chapter 17

"I'm lucky to have participated in a Yalan meeting. The liuniang of Qi family is really charming." Another literati shook a folding fan and sighed.

The white scribe took back his eyes and asked, "Qi liuniang, the first beauty in Suzhou?"

As soon as the first beauty was written, several literati immediately got together. The words were nothing more than praise for her appearance. Two other people wrote poems. After a crowd applauded, they went to find the young man and took some paper and pens. They planned to write them down and send them to the Yalan meeting which is being held upstairs. Maybe they will be invited there!

Ran Yan's appreciation of poetry is limited. At present, there are no more than 20 poems of Tang and Song Dynasty, including "weeding the grass at noon". Therefore, compared with the atmosphere of literature and art, ran Yan is more interested in the dark plum drink in front of him.

There are Fufang drink, Guiyin, Taohua drink in spring, cheese drink and Wumei drink in summer. The drinks in Sui and Tang Dynasties pay attention to color, aroma and taste, and drink different varieties according to the season. They are pure natural and green without pollution.

People in Chang'an prefer cheese juice, but most southerners don't like the strange smell of cheese, and prefer drinks like plum wine.

Ran Yan took a sip. The sour and sweet plum juice was in the mouth, and the mouth was full of saliva. I didn't know how to make and preserve it. It had a cool feeling. It was the most suitable drink in summer.

The dishes continued to go on and on. The dishes in Jiangsu and Zhejiang were light and tasteless, salty and sweet, which ran Yan didn't like. In addition, she had a poor appetite in summer, so ran Yan ate very little.

Xu Shi Ya LAN sheduo was a gathering of literati, so there was no noise even in the hall downstairs. At most, he only talked about current affairs, chanting wind and praising elegance.

"Who is the masterpiece of" preface to beauty "just now? Ladies, please A clear voice sounded on the stairs.

All of a sudden, the voice stopped in the hall. All the people looked at the woman standing on the stairs. She was wearing a light green flowered skirt with flowing flowers and a bun. She was about 15 or 16 years old. She had a good appearance. Although she was dressed as a maid servant, she had an extraordinary bearing. It was obvious that she came from a famous family. Everyone looked at each other and was invited by Yalan Hui. What a face!

"It's my book." Sitting next door to ran Yan, the white scribe stood up and bowed his hands. With a faint smile on his face, his demeanor was biased, and he was a talented man. He was totally helpless in praising the beautiful woman's coveted description.

With a faint smile on the maid's face, he nodded slightly, "husband, please follow me."

Ran Yan raised her eyebrows slightly. She didn't know poetry, but she often said that the style was just like a person. Looking at the appearance of a white scribe, you can imagine that his poems were either flattered by flowers or flattered by every means. Such a level can be seen by the noble girls of the Yalan society, which shows their appreciation level

The Tang Dynasty is a flourishing era of poetry. What is the reason why poetry just began to rise in Zhenguan period? Ran Yan thought.

"Brother Wenjing is really lucky!" Sighed the man at the table with the scribe in white.

The crowd was filled with grief, bitterness or admiration.

Ran Yan also ate almost, then called the waiter to check out and leave.

At this time, the people in the hall were unable to participate in the Yalan meeting, so their attention was focused on ran Yan who just came out of the hall. Especially, the late green did not bring a pair of Li Xie, a pair of Danfeng eyes, a Qiong nose and rich lips. She was very good, which attracted many people's interest.

The eyes of those red fruits let the night green fire move upward, but she also has a sense of propriety. This is not the Chuang Tzu of Ran's house. She can't help but swallow a stomach of sultry and walk out with ran Yan.

The evening green was distracted for a while, and did not bump into people when they arrived at the door.

Bang!

"Blind?" Waiting for the evening green to apologize, the man slapped his face in the evening green white.

The loud sound not only made the night green, but also made a group of scribes in the hall also cover for a moment.

Yalanshe is a favorite gathering place for scholars. Those who don't understand elegance feel rotten. They don't want to come here, and the poor can't afford to come here. Therefore, the atmosphere in the shop is always harmonious. At first sight, people can't adapt to vulgar words.

"I don't check for a moment, please forgive me!" Night green dark scold oneself not long eye, hastily kneel down to make amends to that angry childe.

There are so many dignitaries in the city that three or five of them can be photographed with one slap. Even if Wanlv has the courage, he does not dare to make trouble for ran Yan.

Ran Yan walked in front of her. She was surprised to see a young man in blue, wide sleeves, straight train and brocade robe. She was angry and unreasonable. She had to admit that he was a rare beautiful man, but ran Yan never appreciated the beauty.

Looking at the late green side of the cheek high swelling, ran Yan lip cold jump out of two words, "scum!"

A man who can't help beating a woman is not a scum, but even a beast.

"What are you talking about?" The man in the robe is furious and grabs ran Yan's skirt with one hand and drags her to her.

The evening green was in a hurry. He ran up from the ground and pulled the man's hand. "If you are angry, just rush to me. Don't move my wife!"

Night Green's strength, where to rival a man, that blue muscle burst out of the hand, dead grasp ran Yan's lapel, motionless.The people in the hall also thought that the man was too much, but they all recognized that this man was the legitimate son of Qin Shangzuo, Qin Musheng. In the morning, it was reported that he had killed a man in the colorful embroidery hall, and then swaggered around in the afternoon. It can be seen that his backer is tough, so no one dares to be the second Han Lang Jun. The hall is quiet.

Ran Yan Leng hum a, word by word way, "Tu gave birth to a pair of leather bags, angry only know to sprinkle on women, not scum is what? Who offends you, who makes you angry, who dares to revenge, will only sprinkle fire on the side, not scum

Every sentence is sonorous and loud, which is more embarrassing than a loud slap in the face.

Qin Musheng felt that he had been very unlucky recently. His family had been courting him and told him that he was going to die. In the morning, he just beat up the boy of Han family. However, he was killed. Although it was found out that he died of poisoning, he was so depressed that he came out to have a drink and go to sulk. He was scolded by a little girl.

"What kind of woman are you?" Qin Musheng was so angry that he suppressed his anger and asked in a cold voice.

This sentence suddenly reminds Wanlv that the ran family is one of the most famous families in Suzhou city. Even if ran Yan is not favored, she is also a legitimate daughter. She says, "we are the ranfu in the east of the city. You should let go of it!"

"Ranfu in the east of the city?"

Before Qin Musheng had spoken, a voice on the second floor raised his voice and asked.

Ran Yan sighs in her heart. It's really a narrow enemy's road. This voice, which is eight degrees higher than normal people, is not ran Meiyu and who is it?

"Let me go." Ran Yan's voice is light, but it makes people feel oppressive.

Qin Mu Sheng finally felt that it was out of style to carry a woman's Lapel like this, so he also released his hand.

On the second floor, there are more than ten Huashang women, all of whom are wearing power plants, and slowly come down from the stairs.

One of them, a girl with red breast length and Ru skirt, goes to Qin Musheng and ran Yan. She catches a glimpse of the evening green. She is a little stunned. She turns to ran Yan immediately. She is surprised. Those who were half dead a few days ago can run around today?

Thinking of that day, ran Meiyu's chest was filled with anger, and her pair of butterfly hairpin was pawned by ran Yan. After being discovered by other noble women, she was severely ridiculed. She said that her life was hard enough to live as jewelry. Today's great opportunity, if you don't pull back a game, she will not be ran Meiyu!

"It's seventeen Niang! You are really predestined with Qin Silang. This is the only way to say that you are intimate, and you will meet each other. " Ran Meiyu is sincere in cracking down on ran Yan.

Qin Silang is a dandy. It is well known in the city that he sleeps all day long. For women, it is not a good destination.

As soon as ran Meiyu says this, Qin Musheng and ran Yan are stunned at the same time and can't help looking at each other.

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