Chapter 52: Chapter 52: A family must be in good order

Chapter 52: Chapter 52: A family must be in good orderYingmei Pavilion is a place for entertaining guests on the first floor. The shoji door facing the courtyard is open, and a thin silk curtain is hung to block the cold wind.

More than a dozen guests sat in the wine house, drinking, laughing, and admiring plum blossoms.

There were blazing charcoal basins burning in the four corners of the wine house to dispel the winter cold.

A maid led Xu Qiyan in, and everyone turned their heads to look at the tall young man in the moon-white scholar's robe.

Xu Qiyan's mind flashed through the rules of the tea party described by Captain Wang. He tried to make his smile more polite and bowed to everyone:

"I am Yang Ling, a scholar from Changle County. I am polite to all my brothers."

Among the people present, there were both wealthy gentry in brocade clothes and students from the Imperial College; their status was neither high nor low.

Some people looked away without paying much attention, some looked at him, and some smiled back.

It seems that during the Beijing inspection, the officials of Dafeng were much more obedient and honest... In the past, with Miss Fuxiang's rank, this place would definitely be reserved... Xu Qi'an took a seat calmly, his eyes always glued to the courtesan who served as the "table attendant".

Her face was full of spring, her eyes were colorful, her fragrance was colorful, and her charm was natural.

This woman is very nice... Xu Qi'an, who had seen countless eyebrows, was also amazed. From the facial features alone, this courtesan is at the same level as my aunt, Xu Lingyue, and Chu Caiwei, each with their own unique features.

She is the kind of stunning beauty who can definitely amaze and side-eye men when walking on the street.

But in terms of temperament, this courtesan has the beauty and elegance of a lady from a noble family; in terms of clothing, she wears a gauze dress that women of this era dare not wear.

Her shoulders are half exposed, her neck is slender, and her bra is covered with a layer of powder gauze, and her cleavage is looming.

If there is a cleavage, it will be popular - there is a reason why she can be a courtesan. Miss Fuxiang acted as the host of the banquet, also known as the command officer. The command officer was responsible for hosting the drinking game and creating the atmosphere at the banquet. This job was usually done by a famous prostitute or a courtesan. Ordinary women could not do it because it required extremely high literary accomplishment.

This time, they were taking turns to say couplets. Couplets were couplets. On the left of Xu Qi'an was a middle-aged man wearing a light blue robe and jingling jewelry.

It happened to be his turn. The middle-aged man raised his glass and pondered for a long time, saying: "One point, two points, three points of ice-cold wine."

The courtesan raised the small flag at her hand and commented on the first couplet (flattering).

The smile on the middle-aged man's face widened, and he was quite pleased.

This is why the banquet had to have a famous prostitute with a deep literary background. Without some level, ordinary prostitutes could not flatter him even if they wanted to.

After the comment, the courtesan with a stunning appearance fell on Xu Qi'an with a pair of beautiful eyes.

Everyone at the banquet also looked at him.

I am not good at making couplets... it is difficult to make them neat... Xu Qi'an remained calm on the surface, but was secretly anxious in his heart.

He looked at the plum tree in the yard, and inspiration flashed. He deliberately drank a glass of wine, pretended to be free and unrestrained, and said aloud:

"Hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of plums in the twelfth lunar month."

"Great!" Everyone's eyes lit up, and when they looked at Xu Qi'an, their faces were more smiling.

It was considered to be an admission that he was qualified to compete for the courtesan and treated him as a player of the same level.

Fuxiang courtesan smiled and commented on Xu Qi'an's second couplet as usual (flattering).

The smile on her face was too professional... She stopped looking at me immediately after the comment... She sat a little stiffly, and only drank when she was persuaded to drink... Xu Qi'an observed the body language of the courtesan calmly.

Combining the knowledge of behavioral psychology, he concluded that the courtesan looked down on our level.

She has been patiently accompanying me.

At this time, the maid brought a man in. What a handsome young man, with fair skin, cool eyes, thin and red lips, delicate facial features, and a boyish and feminine appearance. Everyone in the room looked at him sideways, and even Fuxiang, the courtesan, showed surprise. She had not seen such a handsome young man very often.

After the young man dressed as a scholar entered the room, he glanced casually, and was stunned and froze in place.

Xu Qi'an's eyes twitched for a long time, and he said, "What a coincidence."

The handsome young man's mouth twitched, and he also said, "What a coincidence..."

"You two know each other." The middle-aged man in a light blue robe next to Xu Qi'an said in surprise.

More than knowing each other, he is my little brother... Xu Qi'an suppressed the shame and embarrassment that was overwhelming, and smiled calmly: "We have met a few times. I think Brother Xu still remembers Yang. We met in Changle County." Sёarch* The nôvelFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He deliberately gave his surname to remind Xu Xinnian to use a pseudonym.

This is the most basic anti-reconnaissance awareness.

Xu Xinnian lacked such awareness, but he was smart and immediately got what his cousin meant. He clasped his fists to everyone and said, "I am Xu Ping'an, a student from Changle

County."

After that, he sat down under the instruction of the maid.

Did you mix my name with my second uncle's name... Xu Qian'an used drinking to cover up his inner complaints.

The drinking game continued. After a while, the maid led two more people in. The one on the left was handsome, wearing a sky-blue thick robe, a jade pendant hanging from his waist, and a green jade hairpin to tie his hair. He was a young man with a handsome appearance. The one on the right was tall and sturdy, with a square face and attractive facial features. He was dressed like a rich man, and he exuded a sturdy aura that was very different from that of a merchant or a student.

This tall middle-aged man stepped into the tea room, glanced casually, and suddenly froze,

and then petrified.

Xu Qi'an: "...."

Xu Xinnian: "...."

The maid found that the guest did not follow, turned her head, and said softly: "Master,

please come this way."

"Ah... Oh..." Xu Pingzhi went into the wine house with a stiff face.

Xu Xinnian and Xu Qi'an straightened their backs silently.

After Uncle Xu sat down, the three of them tacitly did not look at each other, and kept a

serious sitting posture, watching their eyes and noses and their noses.

Didn't the two bastards say they didn't have time... It's okay to say goodbye to the old, after all, I know a little about his true thoughts... Ning Yan never goes to brothels... Didn't Uncle say he was on duty tonight... Every time I had a conflict with my aunt, he said that

it was a blessing to marry such a beautiful wife in this life, and he didn't want to scold my aunt... Bah, he went out to whore.

Didn't my eldest brother never go to brothels... I said why my robe was missing, bah, shameless. Didn't Daddy say that he loved Mom so much that he never went to places of

prostitution...

The inner drama of the three people was far more colorful than the stiff expressions.

Xu Qiyan felt that the most embarrassing thing in his life had been added. That was when he went out to have sex, he met his second uncle and his younger brother.

Oh my god, I am also socially dead...

On second thought, it was not just me who died, so I felt much better.

The drinking game continued. Xu Xinnian responded fairly well, after all, he was a scholar, while Xu Qiyan looked at his state and sometimes could not match up, so he could only be punished with wine. Xu Pingzhi did not drink from beginning to end, and was despised by

everyone.

The second uncle was really clueless. You have never studied, why are you here to join in the fun? You can sleep with the courtesan whenever you want? Xu Qiyan complained in his heart. Daddy really wasted money... Xu Xinnian also complained in his heart.

Both of them were a little anxious because their performance was mediocre and they did not

win the favor of the courtesan. Xu Xinnian, who looked good, was gradually ignored by the courtesan because he was too conventional.

The worst thing was that there was a strong competitor on the field - the handsome young man in a sky-blue thick robe.

He was born in the Imperial College and was quite talented. Although he came to the table a little late, he took the limelight with his outstanding talent, making the courtesan laugh from

time to time.

The young man in the sky-blue robe picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said loudly: "This time, why not let me take the lead."

Everyone had no objection, and the courtesan Fuxiang smiled and said: "Please, Mr. Zhao."

Mr. Zhao looked around at everyone and said: "Pine leaves, bamboo leaves, leaves, green." "It's actually a double-word couplet." Someone at the table was surprised.

"Pine leaves, bamboo leaves, leaves, green... wonderful, wonderful, I am ashamed of

myself."

"Brother Zhao is talented, worthy of being a scholar from the Imperial College."

After a round of fighting, everyone was able to match.

Mr. Zhao smiled faintly and looked arrogant.

Miss Fuxiang's eyes sparkled as she gazed at Mr. Zhao.

Judging from her expression and subtle movements, the courtesan had a good impression of

this man surnamed Zhao and admired his talent very much... Xu Qian'an frowned and turned

his head to look at Xu Xinnian.

The latter happened to see that the two brothers had a sad look between their brows. Originally, according to Xu Xinnian's idea, the eldest brother who was good at poetry should

be like a fish in water in the Jiaofangsi. Unexpectedly, after half a day, the drinking game and couplets were played one after another, but there was no poetry.

In fact, poetry has always been a bit cold in the Jiaofangsi tea party. In the past two hundred

years, there have been very few excellent poems, and scholars are not good at writing poems

and lyrics.

When playing tea, you will naturally avoid those you are not good at.

The quality of the guests present tonight was uneven, and it was difficult to just make

couplets. Fuxiang, the courtesan, was kind and virtuous, and deliberately did not mention poetry, so as not to embarrass the guests.

At this time, Fuxiang, the courtesan, stood up, bowed, and said softly: "I am a little tired, so I

will leave first, and you can drink slowly."

This tea party was over. Next, if the courtesan lady took a fancy to someone, she would let the maid keep him and

bring him into the house.

If she did not take a fancy to someone, the maid would send the guest away and then start the

next round of tea party.

Everyone was waiting with anticipation and anxiety. Time passed little by little. After half an

incense stick, a maid came and said in a delicate voice:

"My wife invites Mr. Zhao to come in for tea."

The guests shook their heads with regret and sighed, and some smiled and congratulated Mr.

Zhao.

Mr. Zhao smiled and looked like a winner.

Now, the three men of the Xu family could no longer sit still.