Da Bong fights more people

When Hongxiu heard this, his complexion brightened immediately, and he said happily: "Serve the young masters with wine, let them wait for a while."

After finishing speaking, she hurriedly urged the servant girl: "Please wait for me to change clothes, and take the most beautiful gold-woven skirt."

Mr. Wei is the nephew of the magistrate of Yuzhou. He is a scholar who has read poetry and books.

After changing into a beautiful Luo skirt, wearing a jade hairpin and a golden step on her head, the well-dressed Hongxiu came to the wine room and greeted gracefully: "Hongxiu has met some young masters."

She naturally sat next to Mr. Wei in white robe, a young scholar, pointing out the world, writing passionately, this is the environment she likes.

Every time at this time, I am very envious of the No. 1 prostitute in the capital who has never met, but is like a thunderbolt.

How lucky is it to meet a student with outstanding talents and receive poems from him, which will last forever.

"A few adults from the capital came here just now, they seem to be watchers," Hongxiu poured wine for Mr. Wei while chatting about it, and said with a smile:

"Someone actually said that the Floating Fragrance Oiran in the capital is his best friend."

The scholars present laughed, "This is really interesting, how could Miss Fuxiang fall in love with a vulgar martial artist?"

"Brother Wei went to the capital half a month ago, did you go to see the demeanor of Fuxiang Huakui?"

"I'm ashamed and ashamed. I've played tea circle three times, but I've only seen Floating Fragrance Huakui once." The white-robed Mr. Wei showed his obsession when he said this:

"Dark fragrance floating in the moon and dusk... People are as their name suggests, they are all over the country and all over the city."

A young master immediately asked, "Does Fuxiang Oiran have a good friend?"

Mr. Wei suddenly said: "I remembered something. When I was playing tea round that day, I was chatting with the guests at the table. He said that Fuxiang had not received customers for a long time. See Fangrong.

But ah, there is a person who frequently goes in and out of Yingmei Xiaoge... Well, Fuxiang's yard is called Yingmei Xiaoge.It is said that this person is Fuxiang's lover. "

The hearts of the young masters who were present were moved: "The poet who wrote the song "Dark Fragrance Floating Moon Dusk"?"

Young Master Wei sighed, "Who else is there besides him?"

After a pause, he looked around at everyone, and said in a tone of sharing secrets: "This person's identity is extraordinary. This poem has been widely circulated, and everyone knows about it, but why is the poet not well-known, or even unknown? Talk about it. Don't you think it's strange?"

This aroused everyone's curiosity, and they all speculated: "Your identity is sensitive, so you can't talk to others?"

The red-sleeved oiran listened with sparkling eyes, and she was the one who was most curious about the identity of the poet.That is a talented person who can make the daughter of Jiaofangsi completely reborn.

After a moment of discussion among his companions, Mr. Wei pressed his hand, and the scene suddenly fell silent.

He shook his head and said, "Because that person's real identity is a watchman, not a scholar."

"It's so?!" Everyone was shocked, and suddenly realized.

No wonder Rulin didn't publicize the identity of the poet at all, and tacitly chose to forget that he was a watchman, not a scholar.

Beating people... The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention, and the red sleeve has a heart, and it sank suddenly.

She opened her mouth and said in a shy voice, "Call, what's your name?"

Mr. Wei glanced sideways at the beauty, and said, "Xu Qi'an, the name is Ning Yan."

Clang... The wine glass fell on the table, then slid to the ground and shattered.

Everyone looked at Hongxiu one after another. This beauty's face was pale and her eyes were dull, like a lifeless paper flower.

Just as she was at a loss, Hongxiu suddenly lay down on the table, mournfully and painfully, crying pear blossoms with rain, crying heartbroken, her body trembling.

PS: I finally rushed out a chapter. I don’t have time to check the typos carefully. I will post it first, and everyone will help catch the bugs.

Chapter 187 An old man from Qingzhou?

Everyone's fortune is different, if you miss it, you will miss it, and no matter how much you regret it, it will be irreversible.

Missing the red-sleeved lady who became popular, crying out of breath, it may take several days to comprehend this truth, and then self-adjust in a long period of depression.

The red-sleeve oiran cried like this, so she had no choice but to withdraw from the tea circle. Mr. Wei and the others were worthy of being educated scholars, instead of complaining, they comforted Hong-sleeve to rest.

After seeing off the red sleeves, Mr. Wei and others continued to drink. A place like Jiaofangsi is a place for socializing and socializing.

The presence of a beauty is the icing on the cake, and it doesn't matter if she isn't there.Men should drink and drink, and chat.

"Just now, didn't you say that there were watchmen coming to play tea circle?" Mr. Wei thought of this detail, and asked the maid beside him:

"Just now the red-sleeved lady said that some of them claimed that Floating Fragrance was his best friend?"

"It seems so." said the servant girl.

Mr. Wei had a vague guess in his heart, stopped drinking, and stared at the servant girl solemnly: "Then... what is the name of the gong?"

"My lord, I don't know." The servant girl shook her head, thinking that I don't care about it.

The other sons and brothers are all smart people, thinking of the abnormality of the red-sleeved lady just now, they were taken aback: "Then, then Xu Ningyan came to Yuzhou?"

The case of Gang Yunshi just happened today, and it hasn't been spread in Yuzhou yet. Among this group of students, only Mr. Wei has an official background, but it will take a day or two to know these things.

"Tomorrow, you can go to the station to have a look. If the watchman lives in the station, he must pay a visit."

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station!

The carriage slowed down and stopped outside the post station.

Governor Zhang got off the carriage with a serious face, and returned to the station with Jiang Lvzhong who was accompanying him.It was already a full moon night.

Governor Zhang glanced at the stables a little far away, only a few horses tied there, entered the post station, asked the postmen, and found out that almost all the watchmen were fooling around outside and did not come back to the post station.

Governor Zhang, who was already in a heavy heart, said angrily: "Absurd, I am waiting for the emperor's life, how can I be so slack and greedy for pleasure."

Jiang Lvzhong smiled and said, "They have been holding back on the boat for so many days, and it's only natural for them to relax. The governor is fine, and it doesn't matter what happens to the others."

The two went upstairs, and in the dark corridor came a guy in shorts, hugging his shoulders in the cold, shivering.

Jiang Luzhong has night vision ability, staring at the person coming, wondering: "What kind of moth are you doing?"

"I just took a shower, a cold shower."

Xu Qi'an, who didn't stay overnight at Jiaofang Division, answered.

"Then?"

"This is the south." He said something without thinking, and suddenly sighed: "Find the feeling of the past...Governor Jiang Jinluo and Zhang are back. The others have gone to stay in the Jiaofang Division."

Governor Zhang nodded, and went into his room on his own.