Happy Little Scholar

"Six days have passed..."

Xiaohuan sat in the yard, clasping his fingers and mumbling to himself out of habit.

The uncle and the second young lady have been walking for six full days, so they should be almost in the capital.

Yesterday, the Lantern Festival had passed, and the lady took her to see the lanterns on the street. When she came back, she bought some beautiful ones to hang in her room.

If my uncle is here, I definitely don’t have to spend money to buy them. The man selling lanterns said that as long as he guesses which lantern riddle is correct, he can take the lanterns back. My uncle is very good at guessing lantern riddles, and he will definitely lose money by guessing them.

There was some noise outside. I heard it in the yard just now. It seemed that Uncle Fang and the others went to visit the brothel while the aunt was away yesterday. When they came out, they were caught on the spot by the aunts who came back from the temple. There was a row in the house all night yesterday and it was so early in the morning. Yes, you can see the broom raised high in the yard next door.

A figure suddenly jumped in from outside the door. Lao Fang made a silent gesture to Xiao Huan and whispered: "I'm hiding here, don't tell your aunt."

With that said, the whole person quickly dodged into the storage room.

Xiao Huan sighed, how could Uncle Fang, such an honest person, like to go to such unorthodox places?

Facing Aunt Fang who was chasing in from outside, she nodded towards the storage room and lay down on the rocking chair. It felt very comfortable as it swayed. No wonder my uncle used to like to lie on it the most.

There was a scream from inside the room, and a figure jumped out from inside, rolling and crawling out of the yard. Aunt Fang's family carried a broom and hurriedly chased after him.

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In the yard next to Ruyifang, several long tables are put together, with a huge canvas spread on them. A woman wearing a clumsy skirt with a wooden hairpin stuck randomly on her head is holding a paintbrush, and the tip of the pen is swimming on the canvas. , the painting in front of me has been mostly completed, and the scenery is lifelike. A tall tower stands on an isolated mountain, and a huge wave thousands of feet high sweeps in from the front, seeming to submerge the entire mountain.

This is a scene from the most popular play "The Legend of White Snake" in recent days, called "Water Floods the Golden Mountain". The mountain peaks seem to be growing out of the canvas. The water is so powerful that it is extremely shocking when viewed from a distance.

Wan Ruoqing walked out of the room, shook his head and said, "You should be able to keep your composure. There are people outside who are willing to pay three thousand taels of silver just to see you. Even a portrait can be sold for more than a hundred taels." , why bother working so hard for a few dozen pennies.”

"It's different." After standing for a long time, Zeng Zuimo twisted his aching waist and said, "I don't care, you promised to take me in anyway, you can't go back on your word now."

"Your fame has now spread beyond Qing'an Prefecture. Everyone knows about the Goddess of Luoshui. "Beauty Song" and "Luo Shen Fu" have been copied by countless people. It is said that the paper prices in Qing'an Prefecture are higher than before. Out of 10%.”

Wan Ruoqing looked at her and said teasingly. "Who would have thought that the "Fairy of Yaochi" and "Goddess of Luoshui" known to everyone in Qing'an Prefecture would actually be such a scoundrel."

"What the Goddess of Luoshui, it's not all his fault!" Zeng Zuimo's face showed a trace of shame and annoyance. Every time she heard others read these verses, she couldn't help but think of the scene of "frank conversation" with him that night. .

As soon as "Luo Shen Fu" came out, her fame became even greater than before. The fact that the most talented person in Qing'an Prefecture made an eternal poem for a beauty became a good story. There is no ordinary woman who does not envy her. Ci Fu will definitely be passed down, and every time someone mentions it in future generations, Zeng Zuimo's name will also appear together. She has truly become a celebrity through the ages...

But she just wants to live an ordinary life from now on. After one incident, this wish can only become a luxury. She has to cover her face when going out, worrying about being recognized. What else can she say?

And the culprit who caused all this is still living happily.

"If you don't like it, you might as well give me that poetry album." Wan Ruoqing looked at her and said with a smile: "I'm afraid you won't be able to part with it. Without that poetry album, our "Luoshui Goddess" will not be able to bear it anymore." There’s nothing to hold on to and giggle at every night.”

"I don't know who you are talking about, but I have to take out that prayer lantern every two days..." Zeng Zuimo's pretty face turned red, but she retorted without any loss at all.

An imperceptible hint of envy appeared in Wan Ruoqing's eyes, and she changed the subject and said, "The top ten oirans on Yuan Yue Night have been selected. Don't you want to know who this year's oirans are?"

"Who else could it be? The battle for Kui is more intense, but it is just a battle between Lu Qiaoqiao and Liu Yiyi. Liu Yiyi wants to use a few businessmen to overwhelm Lu Qiaoqiao, who is supported by Qing'an talents. , I'm afraid it won't be that easy, there's not much hope of getting Kui, and as for the others - they're probably just old faces," Zeng Zuimo added a few more strokes to the canvas and said nonchalantly.

Wan Ruoqing nodded and said: "Indeed, Liu Yiyi lost to Lu Qiaoqiao by a narrow margin in the end, and could only be ranked second. In addition to the two of them, there are four other famous oirans from last year. , Qunyuyuan is missing you and has Chen Miaomiao. Although you are only at the bottom, but with your reputation, Qunyuyuan will not suffer any big losses this time. "

There is a sentence that Wan Ruoqing did not say. Although Lu Qiaoqiao is the leader this year, in terms of popularity, she is still far behind Zui Mo. If she had not redeemed herself, even if she did nothing, she would still be stable. Guaranteed to get the position of leader.

There was a knock on the door behind him, and Wan Ruoqing walked over. After opening the door, he couldn't help but be slightly startled when he saw the person coming.

"Zui Mo, why are you doing this!" A voice that contained too many emotions suddenly sounded. The Madam of Qunyu Courtyard ran into the yard and looked at Zeng Zui Mo, who was dressed in common clothes and didn't even have a decent ornament on his body, and burst into tears. It fell down with a bang.

"Mom, why are you here?"

Zeng Zuimo was shocked. He looked back and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that no one was following him.

The old bustard grabbed her hand and said excitedly: "Zui Mo, come back with me. What's wrong with Qun Yuyuan? There are good food and drinks, even if I just enshrine you like my ancestors." ------This is a life that is meant to be blessed, so why do we have to endure such hardships?”

Seeing the old bustard's face full of tears and looking distressed, Zeng Zuimo was a little amused and said: "Mom, you don't have to persuade me. Now that I'm out, I won't go back... By the way, remember to pick out younger ginger in the future, Lao Ginger is too spicy for your eyes, you can’t stand it..."

The method of wiping her eyes with old ginger to induce tears was taught to her by her mother herself. She wanted to use this method to win sympathy, but she was using the wrong person.

Hearing her words, the old bustard simply wiped away his tears and sighed: "Oh, you heartless, mother, I didn't provide you with food or drink. Now that my wings are hardened, the little Qunyuyuan There is no room for the Goddess of Luoshui..."

"You really don't plan to go back?" After complaining for a while, the madam asked tentatively for the last time.

"I won't go back." Zeng Zuimo smiled and said with great certainty.

A trace of anger appeared on the face of the old bustard, and he turned around and walked outside. As he walked, he said: "Okay, the child is old and I can't keep it anymore. I just hope you don't forget the sisters in the courtyard. If you have a chance, , if you support them more, you can repay me."

When she came this time, she didn't originally think of inviting Zui Mo back. Although she was no longer in Qunyu Courtyard, her fame had soared, which also made Qunyu Courtyard famous. Business has been very good these days. If she hadn't been so heartless before and instead favored Chen Miaomiao, she would have been able to get more benefits even if she couldn't invite her back. But now, she can only hope that Zui Mo will miss her old relationship and help the people in the building more. The girl also helped her in disguise.

"Finally walked out." Seeing the bustard disappear, Zeng Zuimo felt relaxed for no reason.

"We're finally here!" Looking at the city wall, which was much taller and more majestic than Qing'an City, Li Yi let out a long breath and felt relaxed.