Chapter 1008

The wandering lane is very busy now. There are many people coming and going in the daytime, and none of them avoid it.

From time to time, you can hear the girl's giggling voice in the Jiuyan loft in the middle of the lane. The laughter is like a soft and fragrant cake mixed with honey. Just smelling it, you will be fascinated.

A little red is not far from qianxifang.

Green Yan looked at the number of scholar talents, and walked towards qianxifang as soon as he buried his head. Seeing so much, he could not help sighing. He said to his little sister, "do you think if our mother makes such a lottery, our business here will be prosperous?"

The little sister knew that her eyes were red. She smiled and nodded her forehead. She said angrily, "it's because we don't have business here. When did mom treat us badly? There's someone behind mom. Even if she sat on the cold bench for a year, she couldn't starve us."

"Yes." The green replied vaguely.

A little red aunt, who doesn't know that it's Fu's house to lean on the mountain, it's the lane that has fallen down, and a little red can stand steadily.

It's just that we are in the business of brothels, or we are looking forward to the guests like clouds. If there is a beautiful young man named Qing Jun as our guest, it's even more joyful.

Green Yan's eyes are red because of this. Just now she can see several handsome and talented men enter qianxifang. If these men leave one for her, she will not complain.

After watching the bustle outside the door for a while, the little sister pulled Lvyan to go back. As soon as they turned around, they saw a plain carriage rumbling past in front of them, and then stopped at the entrance of Qianxi square. The curtain of the car was lifted. Inside, two handsome young men got off one after another. But after them, there was a little Douding who was less than the waist of an adult man.

Green Yan was stunned. He pulled the sleeves of the little sister and asked, "am I wrong? Is that a child over there?"

The little sister rubbed her eyes, determined again and again, and finally nodded silently: "it's a child."

Two people are looking at the child, with two adults, a bookboy, into the qianxifang, very incredible.

"This qianxifang is for business, even for such a small child? What a beast! "

Green Yan has the heart indignant, the little sister pulls her, did not let her run past to make trouble, finally drags the person to drag back to the building.

I happened to see my mother coming out of the backyard.

Green Yan hurriedly pleaded: "Mom, we just saw that the customer who picked up the child in qianxifang, a good little child."

When xunhong was about to go out, he heard the opening words of Lvyan, and didn't respond: "it's someone else's business. What's your name?"

Green Yan rushed up and compared with his hands: "such a short child, only so short."

"I want to go out, you are not allowed to make trouble. What can I do for you?"

The little sister said nimbly: "understand, mother early to early back."

Xunhong sighed and didn't talk with them. He hurried into the carriage outside the door. The driver didn't ask where she was going, and rushed out.

When looking for the red to go far, green Yan is still thinking about it, he takes the little sister and secretly says something in her ear.

The little sister listened and was surprised: "are you crazy? It's all about making a living in a street. If you offend, it's your mother who's hard to do it. "

"Let's be quiet. Who knows it's us? Besides, don't you also wonder what kind of stunt that qianxifang has made? Poetry and painting conference, how to listen to how strange, has never seen poetry and painting conference do not do in the library, do in the brothel

"But we are all familiar faces, even if women dress up as men..."

"I have a way." Green Yan takes the little sister to the room.

On the other side, Qianxi square is full of people.

Ji Bing was put on the shelf by a duck. When he came in, he didn't notice anything. Only when he got in touch with countless strange eyes that looked at him, did he feel uneasy.

He looked around, trying to find the other three who came with him. His head was twisted, but he only saw black beans on his side, secretly holding two cakes and eating them like mice.

Ji Bing frowned and asked, "what about your son?"

Black bean pointed to the desk in front of him: "there."

Ji Bing looks at the murderer who killed his red snake ant. He is already in front of a couplet with the head of Heidou's family. He drinks tea and points to the long couplet, which is very agreeable.

Heidou said: "when my son was at home, he loved to participate in this kind of tea party poetry meeting. I didn't think of Qingzhou, but also met a like-minded person, Mr. Ji Xiaozi, who is Mr. Liu?"

"Enemy."

"What?" asked the black bean

"Nothing." Ji Bing looked around and asked, "what is this qianxifang? Why so many girls? "

Heidou looks away from the food in his hand, looks at the surrounding environment, looks around for a while, and is also curious: "it's not surprising that there are girls and girls in the poetry meeting. There are many talented women in our hometown who will attend such meetings, but either they dress up as men, or they wear feather hats, and they don't have girls here Cool, isn't it the difference between regions? "Ji Bing frowns.

Black beans again focused on eating, bit a piece of fruit and flowers, and asked Ji Bing, "the taste of pastry here is really good. Do you want to taste it, young master Ji?"

Ji Bing said no, thought about it, and walked towards Liu mo.

He went to Liu Mo and reached out to pull the other side's clothes. He wanted to tell the other side that he didn't like this place and wanted to go.

But Liu Mo felt nothing. He was talking and laughing with Nanyang beside him: "if you use" non "here, it's more appropriate than" no "according to brother Nan. Brother Nan's wisdom is brilliant, and Liu is not as good as he is."

"Where's brother Liu's words? Just now, brother Liu's words about the fisherman's boat are thousands of lines and thousands of lines. The same artistic conception is extraordinary. But listen to brother Liu's words and deeds. Brother Liu also loves Mr. Wang Yu's masterpiece."

"Exactly." Liu Mo found a confidant with an image: "Nan brother has also explored Mr. Wang Yu's works?"

"I dare not to explore, but the wording and artistic conception of the book are quite different from those of other great Confucians of the same era. One day, Nan was curious and read some of them, but he was fascinated."

"Mr. Wang Yu himself is happy and upright, not as thoughtful as most of the poets. Therefore, Liu is particularly fond of it. After all, if you can see the smile in the poem, your mood will be better."

"I see. It seems that nanmou needs to look for Mr. Wang Yu's works and study them thoroughly. Alas, the closer he is to the imperial examination, the more he feels..."

"Brother Nan is going to take part in this year's imperial examination?"

"Reading for decades is for this time. If it is successful, it will be glorious. If it is not, it will be..."

Liu Mo said: "brother Nan is rich in learning and has a profound idea. He will surely be able to win the title and shine in front of others."

Nanyang smiled: "then borrow brother Liu's auspicious words."

As they spoke, the topic got further and further away. Ji Bing looked at each other and didn't take care of him at all. He turned around and walked directly out of the building.