Zhui Xu

13. Chapter 13 on the painting

The time is close to midnight, and the bustle of Jiangning City is gradually reaching its peak. The carriage is inserted from the Su Family and passes through a relatively small number of people. When approaching Wuyi Lane, the speed slowly drops.

Along the way, there are countless lively fires shaking outside the carriage. I opened the curtain and looked out. Even on the quiet road on weekdays, it was very lively. When I arrived at the commercial street near Wuyi Lane, I was on the road ahead. Seeing the crowds, the carriage is almost as difficult to move forward as a muddy rush. A team that dances with a dragon is coming from the other side. The young driver who drives the car has to park the carriage.

“Xiao Chan sister, the front is not good.”

The boy’s age is probably one or two years older than Xiao Chan, but she still calls her a sister. Although it seems that Xiao Chan is running around Ning Yi in the past few months, in fact, this little girl and her two sisters have been working under Su Tan Er for many years. Su Tan Er may be in the future. It is the three servant girls who are the most cronies of her family. Even the big and small deacons have to give them some face. This is why she can call the carriage with a little girl. The young man who just entered the Su Family and signed the deed for 20 years knows her identity. She is also respectful to her, and she is somewhat curious to look at this girl who seems to be younger than him.

“See, I am getting off here, you go back.” Xiao Chan opened the curtain and jumped out of the carriage, turned his head and smiled at him, then waved his hand. “Thank you.”

“I, my name is Dongzhu.” The boy drummed his courage and said his name with a little stuttering. Then he looked up. “There are too many people in front, I will send you over.”

“Dongzhu brother.” Xiao Chan smiled and thanked him. Then he waved and turned. “No, it’s okay.” Like a butterfly, the ran to the crowd, the little hand can still see the waves waving in the air. Then, then drowned in and disappeared.

Xiao Chan in Suzhou City has been visiting and going back and forth many times, and he is very familiar. If there is no extreme situation, the ability to socialize, do things, and deal with a little trouble, it seems that Xiao Chan, who is simply cute, actually It is much higher than the rural boy named Dongzhu. What’s more, this place where the crowds gather, I don’t think anyone will be embarrassed to go out and join in the fun of the little Young Lady. The second generation of the ancestors of the ancestors of the ancestors is indeed quite a lot, but it is not so easy to come across.

In the noisy voice, the crowd of people dancing through the dragon dance, the song of the broth in the next brothel, gathered in the sound of the boiling market, and soon, someone held a rice paper from the street. The head ran quickly: “Licang Poetry Club, Tang Yan Tang Young Master, new poetry, bamboo…” and then put the paper on the poem list in front of a shop, surrounded by crowds, one selling tea eggs and thousand The old man in the layer cake car smiled and avoided the crowd, Xiao Chan also quickly avoided the small cart, smiled and went up to watch the fun.

After a few words, Xiao Chan quickly followed the flow of people to the river at the end of the street. Wuyi Lane is not far from the street. The alley is narrow, but it is full of lively atmosphere. The crowd is crowded, and close to the river bank, you can already see the most lively Confucius Temple.

This riverside street is the brightest pearl in the entire city of Jiangning. The road is full of beautiful lanterns. The six boats of the Pu Park Poem Conference cruised on the Qinhuai river all night, but at this time, it will definitely be After this, Xiao Chan has experience in participating in the poetry association, so I will go straight here to wait. She went to the Jane Play Store, which was opened by Yu’s, and handed in the invitation. It was convenient and quick to call someone to stop a small boat. At this time, the magnificent Water Dragon Palace has already appeared far away. At one end of the Qinhuai river, against the backdrop of many paintings, it came towards this side.

The small boat near the river was approaching and leaving from time to time. The boat was then lightly deserted in the light of the light, and the huge flanks approaching the center of the river, the little Young Lady on the bow gently Hooking in front of him, looking up at the paintings that are gradually approaching, the lights on the painting lanterns gradually illuminate the little young lady’s cute head and micro-small face. The sound of music has been uploaded from the riverside. There is another song and dance in it that is close to the end, but she does not feel sorry. It is very good to come over and play. If I can learn a few songs here. … She remembers how Guye likes to listen to songs at night… Well, guye will be very happy.

In the paintings, the songs and dances were scattered, and then a warm applause sounded. Later, a boat coming from the shore sent the excellent poems that appeared in several big poetry meetings, and some added some praises and comments from everyone. . This poetry association cannot be a large group of people who have been sitting in poems and writing poems. In fact, since the beginning of the painting, there have been many programs. Listening to the songs and guessing the riddles to see the scenery, always give everyone an atmosphere, feelings, However, at this time, it is still the most critical stage of the event. Because it is said, although the carnival tonight will even be after the ugly time, that is, it will be past three in the morning, but in fact, after the time, the poetry will gradually become bleak.

The main reason is because most of the elderly, or middle-aged people with poor health – most of the poets are poor – at most, it is the time to meet. After this time, the spirit can not support, basically arrived. When I go home. In the literary world, the nature that can be named is still these people. Tonight, if you want to be famous and want to get attention, these people’s views are the highlight. And when they leave, the rest is the game of true talented beauty. When the girl gets into the child, she can become the theme, which is equivalent to a grand party. Although in the age of the wind, this thing can indeed be set. The name of Shangfeng Ya, but the meaning is already as important as before. The name and beauty are chosen for most men of this era, and they will choose the name first.

So at this time, all kinds of good poetry have come out one after another. In fact, the best ones have been passed in front. There are several poems in the moon tonight, and Su Tan Er has also copied a few On the plain white paper in front of her, at this time, she was talking softly to a neighboring Wufu son-in-law.

She is also a poetry, although she is not good at this, but the poet is like a modern star in this era, which girl’s heart does not have a little romantic mind. She is not good at it, so the poetry is more like the higher, the feeling that a certain talent in the face of the crowd is naturally also let her heart.

Of course, this is only part of the spiritual pursuit of life, just like many modern MMs like Andy Lau. Although she likes it, she will not show too much in Pingsuli, and her own husband Ning Yi should not be able to read poetry. From the time she saw the “Three-Floating Bibi Pool”, she became clear, and he I am also frank, but this is actually indifferent.

After a while, Xiao Chan came along with a woman who led the way.

“Is the public sleeping?”

“Well, I fell asleep.”

“Juan’er Apricot is there, how about letting them squeeze the mat?”

“Okay, Miss, I am gone… Miss Wu San is good.”

After the ceremony with the nearby Wufu son-in-law, Xiao Chan ran to the direction of two little gimmicks beside him. At this time, Juan’er sat with apricot at a short table. A kind of exquisite melon and fruit food, Xiao Chan sat in the middle, and the three hoes were hagged and huddled together.

Not far away, Su Tan Er and Nawu’s son-in-law got up and walked around. A gathering like this is usually separated by a male guest and a female, and there is a screen partition between them, but of course it is not strict. Pu Park Poem Conference is not all the big lady who is not married by Yunying, but the couple who come with their family, although they are separated, the people are slightly observing etiquette, but walking around, the husband and wife can always When I met, Su Tan Er accompanied the Uighur son-in-law to the light on the side of the ship and the other party’s husband came over. Wufu is doing the biggest cloth line of Jiangning. Both sides have known each other before. They have a few words and talk about the cloth. Su Tan Er wants to avoid letting their husband and wife talk about the intimate words. And the other young Masters also shook the folding fan. They wore a bachelor’s headscarf, replaced the merchant’s clothing, and dressed as a student. At this time, the evening wind blew, and it seemed quite a bit of a fan-wool towel—hey, Folding fan style.

Xue Jin had some limelight tonight, only to write a poem of Haoyue, which was sung by everyone, and was one of the most poems of Pu Park Poem Conference tonight. At this time, the man in Wufu arched his hand and smiled. “Xue Xiong is a great talent. I am afraid that I will be favored by Miss Qi Lan tonight. I am very grateful.”

That Qi Lan is the name of Qin Huai in the past few years. The art of selling is not selling, and it is called a talented person. It has something to do with the family, so I can get her this time. She will choose a few songs that she likes at night, and of course she also has a preparation program, but the few poems she chooses to sing are often the most popular in a certain stage of the poetry.

The operation is complicated, not purely talent, but talent can indeed determine the majority. Xue Jin’s poetry itself is good, and the family background is also there, so it is very likely to be regarded as a finale, and if he is favored here, then For months, I was afraid that I could get close to the opportunity of Miss Qi Lan. I was invited to a feast or talk about poetry and essays. This is a very good thing, and if I can get the Miss Qi Lan further, I broke it. Her body is in the room, which proves the ultimate achievement of his man’s charm.

Qinhuai river has been around for hundreds of years. This kind of story is a popular topic every year, and it is a popular topic in a long or short time. Men are naturally out of the limelight in such a topic, and then they report it. The name, people will also envy you are a romantic talent, the name is loud and a few points.

At this time, people were praised, and Xue Jin was a modest one. The next girl in Wufu also smiled and said: “Master Xue’s poetry, concubine’s also touched it.” Su Tan Er also liked the poem, and praised it. sentence. In fact, the flower sedan chair people, for the familiar, such as the Wu Family woman, such as Su Tan Er, understand that the other poetry is mostly bought from a famous person.

Xue Jin smiled happily, and he gave a few words to the two sides. The two sides talked a little, and Xue Jindao said: “It’s a pity that Ning Xiong has never come, otherwise seeing such a grand occasion, there will be a good life…”

Su Tan Er licked his eyebrows. A few people seem to be happy here. The middle-aged man who is a master of the host family has also come over. This person is the younger brother of the family, named Yu Yangyu, who has also been in the early years. It also has some talents. He himself walked around to entertain everyone. At this time, he smiled and inserted the topic and asked everyone what he was saying. Xue Jin confessed that Su Tan Er’s Xiang Ning Yi was originally prepared, but it happened to be infected in these few days. It’s a pity that the wind is cold, otherwise it’s like Ning Yi talent.

“I don’t think it is necessary. I heard that Ning Yi has read a few years of books, but it is just a mediocrity. It is the same whether he comes or not.”

Xue Jin smiled and turned back: “Feng brother, you don’t want to talk about it, Ning Xiong style, I also saw it, Su Family has a lot to find, only to choose Ning brother…”

Su Tan Er’s husband, Ning Yi, is not very talented. The Wufu people who have a relationship with Su Tan Er know that they are only talking. Although they also ask about Ning Yi’s body, they do not involve poetry and talents. At this time, watching the other party’s performance, Wu Family’s two people naturally understand Xue Jin’s thoughts. Xue Jin had pursued Su Tan Er before, and he had no choice but to use some grievances. To be honest, the performance is not technical, but the effect will not be discounted. If you continue to say this, you will not be able to make these small circles tomorrow. After a moment of Su Tan Er’s revenge on the waste, the Wu Family woman gave the minister a look, and wanted him to cut it a bit. The man saw it, but hesitated for a moment and didn’t know what he was thinking. Su Tan Er smiled and asked to speak. She came out from Xiao Chan next to her.

“Yeah, guye wrote poetry very well.” She was originally eating with Juan’er apricot, holding a piece of cake and planning to repeat Ning Yi to teach her magic but wearing a help, the pastry also fell to the ground, then The trio also noticed the situation here. Juan’er April said that the Young Master of the Xue family was not good, and when they thought about it, they came back at this time. “Guye wrote poetry tonight.”

Xiao Shantou’s words came out. Xue Jin and Su Tan Er here both stunned. After a while, Xue Jincai laughed: “Oh, is Ning’s brother also a big man? It’s so good, just come out with everyone. Watching it.”

He was surprised and open-minded. In fact, he had already laughed in his heart. What did Ning Yi learn? He had already inquired about it. After reading books for so many years, poetry can be written, but what it will become like, then it can be Hard to say, this time only thought that Xiao Chan did not appreciate. If you take the situation before, there may be a few people who gossip about gossip, but it doesn’t really make much sense. But if you take a bad poem to really give you a “review”, what effect will it be? It is.

“Well, okay.” Xiao Chan nodded, licking the folded paper from the clothes and licking it. “Guye is uncomfortable at night and wants to listen to Xiao Chan singing, so Xiao Chan I took a poetry book and asked Guye to choose one. But Guye said that those don’t like it very much, so I wrote one myself, oh, this one, Xiao Chan copied it…”

Those didn’t like it very much, so I wrote one myself… The tone was so big, Su Tan Er and the next Xiangyang Yu frowned, only Xue Jin smiled more brilliantly and more sincerely. Xiao Chan said that he handed the paper to Su Tan Er, whose face was undecided. Su Tan Er looked at the rice paper and determined that there was a word and looked at Xiao Chan. Then he officially turned back to the rice paper, and his lips were light. Look at the side and silently read the words above.

Halfway through, the speed of the lips was slowed down, and the eyes in the eyes were gradually complicated. Finally, I decided to look at it. I looked at Xiao Chan and returned to continue to meditate on the poems on the paper. Xue Jin smiled and stretched his neck and looked at the probe. Although he couldn’t see it, he was still very happy…

What is the use of meditation, anyway, you still have to show it to everyone, then I will help you read it, ha!

As if the prank was successful, he thought happily.

For a moment, the fireworks of the canopy rose from the side of the hull, and Su Tan Er handed the word out in the magnificent flame.

“Please comment on Yuyang Shishu…”

Yan Yangyu already saw the clue, and nodded and smiled. For Su Family, who seems to be weak and actually does not let the eyebrows, he is very fond of him. Even if he is married to a husband who has no talents to learn, it is commonplace. On the contrary, Xue Jin Menglang is mean and unpleasant, and now decides even if Poetry is not good, but also say a few good words, try to round the field. He took the poems and looked down. He was already thinking about what kind of evaluation should be used.

The fireworks rose, others waited for his first comment, Xue Jinruya smiled, gentle and courteous. Su Tan Er glanced at him, his eyes falling back on the paper basket in the hands of Xiang Yangyu, gently biting his lower lip.

When the flames are extinguished, the dawn is complicated and difficult to say…

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