Litchi spring warm Xijiang

Litchi spring warm Xijiang

Author: red furnace fermented wine

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The story of the official lady and the leading singer.

The story of the rich flower in the world and the camellia outside the fence.

No matter how it started, in those tender years with you, still immersed in your dangerous soul.

There is no abuse in this article, the overall warm and healing route must be he

Content tags: A wealthy family meets fate and has a special liking

Search keywords: Protagonist: Gu Zezhi, Wanliang (Fu Wanliang)┃Supporting actor: Gu Yangling┃Others:

Chapter One

The sound is like a murmuring jade spring, and the color is like a crimson begonia.

If this poem is uttered, everyone in the powerful circle of Jiangcheng will definitely know it.This poem is about Wanliang, the leading singer of Feihualou, the most magnificent song and dance workshop in Jiangcheng.

Wan Liang, who lost her reading since she was a child, was sent to the music workshop by her uncle who adopted her to learn how to play and sing when she was a little older. When she was 11 years old, a famous Shu Celan from Feihualou saw her good-looking and unique voice, so she recruited her to teach/teach her personally.Her original name was not Wanliang, but Wanniang. Celan thought this name was too vulgar, so she asked her to change her name to Wanliang.As the top brand of Feihualou, Celan's vision is naturally not bad.Wanliang was trained as a teacher at the age of 14, and she amazed the audience when she played and sang for the first time. In addition, she is cold by nature and not good at talking. Those princes and grandchildren who are used to flattery and seduction naturally flock to her.

In this way, Wanliang became the gold medal singer of Feihualou.A thousand pieces of gold are easy to scatter, but one is hard to find.

Since then, she has been playing and singing like this and living a regular life. She doesn't feel happy or sad.She has been bullied at her uncle's house since she was a child, and she has the worst food and clothing, and she has experienced all kinds of hardships.Now the days are rich, but I don’t really like the grand and romantic life. I just sing and sing when I have nothing to do, so I look out the window and see the boatman shaking the oar beside the small building. Floating to the not-too-distant distance.

The year Wanliang turned 16 was the third month of warm spring.

At the invitation of the prefect of Jiangcheng, she went to the Liushang Party in Xinli River, where she played and sang for the honored guests on the boat.Xinli River, as its name suggests, the evening sun spread evenly on the river surface, glowing with the halo of Xiangfei, just like a beauty with Xinli's cheeks.

Wan Liang sat in the inner room of the painting boat, fiddled with the mahogany pipa casually.She looked at the waves of the Xinli River outside the painting boat, lying warmly in the setting sun, still warm.

"Miss Wanliang," the young girl's voice came from outside the room, "the eunuch told you to go over, and if you say yes, sing the song "Moon on the West River"."

"Okay, I'll go now." She answered, straightened her skirt, picked up the tuned pipa and walked out.

When everyone saw Wanliang, they all gasped in amazement, saying that the prefect of Jiangcheng had such a great face.

"Everyone came here for me, Zhao, how could Zhao neglect you all?" The eunuch replied with a smile, "This Wanliang girl is one of the most famous sisters in Jiangcheng. On the other hand, Miss Wanliang is here to help you enjoy the fun today, everyone must enjoy it to the fullest!"

Everyone agreed with the prefect one after another, but their eyes unconsciously moved towards Wanliang.

"Okay, let's sing." The prefect said to Wan Liang.

Wan Liang found a low carved stool on the stage and sat down, stroking the strings of the qin: "The world is a big dream, and life has been cool in autumn. At night, the wind leaves the corridor..."

She raised her eyes lightly, looked at the audience in the audience, and then focused her eyes on the pipa again when she was not in use: "The wind and leaves are already singing in the corridor at night. Look at the brows and temples. Wine cheap often worries that there are few customers, but the moon is brighter." Haunted by clouds. Who will share the lonely light during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Looking north sadly..."

Since ancient times, literati and inkmen have always had a kind of lofty spirit in their bones. Whether they admit it or not, they always carry a kind of arrogance of self-admiration.Therefore, in this Xinli River, the beauties' cool posture and lingling singing voice all catered to them.

After the song, Wan Liang bowed and stepped off the stage without saying a word, and the spectators even more sighed that this is a beautiful person like a lotus.

It was at this time that Gu Yangling fell in love with this girl.

Gu Yangling has always claimed to be a good young man who has admired countless beauties, and he does have this qualification.He was born as a legitimate son, talented, intelligent, and good-looking, and he was loved by his parents since he was a child. At the age of 16, when he was in the middle school, he read a book and played around.When I first arrived in Jiangcheng this time, I was invited by the eunuch to attend the meeting.I felt bored during the banquet, but I never thought that the prefect invited a beautiful woman to sing.

Seeing Wanliang, he was really amazed.This woman's color is like the Xinli River under the rouge light, with crow feathers on her temples, her figure is slender and soft, especially her pair of eyes, like an ancient well in a deep courtyard in late autumn, cool and soul-stirring, her pipa sound is like jade beads falling into a plate, her singing voice Like the sound of lingling water.Outside the window, there are peach blossoms planted on the bank of the Xinli River, which is really "the two love each other with all the famous flowers".

So, he sent his servants to send the blooming epiphyllum to Feihua Tower every day—it should be said every night, and the next day, the flower would naturally wither.

When Wanliang saw the flower, she didn't pay much attention to it, she just waved her hand and asked someone to carry it to the yard.The more indifferent he was, the more Mr. Gu's fighting spirit was aroused. It didn't take long for the precious epiphyllum to disappear in the garden of Gu's mansion.

Gu Yangling didn't care about this, but Mrs. Gu was not happy about it.

She sent her servants to check Epiphyllum's whereabouts, and she immediately became angry: "Nonsense! You son of a bitch, you actually do such infamous things!"

After saying that, she called Gu Zezhi.As for why she didn't blame Gu Yangling - that's the treasure in her heart, how could she be willing to really blame him?

Gu Zezhi heard a servant say that his wife told her to come over, and he understood something in his heart - this person has always been in the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, and has always looked down on her, the late wife's daughter, only when he met her precious son. Only then will she be called to discuss.

Gu Zezhi tightened her concubine-like skirt, and followed the girl to the main room.

She has always been too lazy to be serious with this stepmother. Although the new wife has always looked down on her, she dare not really hold back anything.After all, if there is a rumor that the stepmother is abusing the daughter-in-law of the noble family of the Gu family, then she will not be able to deal with herself.

"Coming?" Mrs. Gu raised a pair of affectionate phoenix eyes, and looked at Gu Zezhi in front of her.Although she hated this daughter-in-law, she had to admit that only by treating her better would she be able to help Gu Yangling in the future.Because Gu Zezhi is really the Luoyang flower in Wang Sungongzi's heart - her face is like Wodan, her hair is like splashed ink, and she has a bright appearance of "the rich and noble flower in the world". Good card.

"Yes," Gu Zezhi raised the corners of his lips, "I don't know what mother wants to tell Zezhi?"

"It's not a big deal." She sipped her tea and said with a smile, "Sit down and don't rush to talk."

Gu Zezhi nodded obediently and sat down.

When Mrs. Gu was about to speak, her face flushed slightly: "It's still your brother, hey, this kid, for some reason, has become obsessed with the top card of Feihualou again..."

"Oh?" Gu Zezhi looked at Mrs. Gu in front of her with a funny face.

When Mrs. Gu mentioned the number one card of Feihualou, she suddenly became angry: "The number one card of Feihualou is such a low-grade thing that he came to provoke my Yang Ling, but he didn't keep his eyes open!"

Gu Zezhi lowered his head and tugged at the corners of his mouth in disdain, thinking that he should keep his eyes open for this card.

"Tell me, Zezhi, what can I do with such a lowly thing! If someone who cares about my son hears about it, how much impact will it have on his official career!"

"Mother, the number one character in Feihualou is an actress, not the prodigal sister you said. Looking at this, I don't necessarily intend to seduce you!"

"Then you mean," Mrs. Gu raised her eyes and looked at Gu Zezhi coldly, "This is your brother who is addicted to sensuality and has nothing to do?"

Gu Zezhi raised his left eyebrow and hooked the corner of his lips: "How dare Zezhi? How could brother be such a person?"

"Hmph," Mrs. Gu said coldly, "A few days ago, the prefect of Jiangzhou painted a boat for a feast, and then he made things and showed off in an elegant place. It's not just your brother who is fascinated!"

"Yes, then," Gu Zezhi raised his eyebrows, squinting at Mrs. Gu who was surrounded by pearls and greenery, "according to what mother sees, what should I do?"

"I'll leave it to you," Mrs. Gu's tone softened slightly, "I know you have a lot of friends and are different from ordinary boudoir girls. You try to find a way to see her doing something and take her to another courtyard Go, I will teach myself a lesson."

"I'm afraid..." Gu Zezhi showed embarrassment.

"Hmph, what you tried to find last time, the title deed of my natal shop is yours!" She frowned impatiently.

Gu Zezhi smiled: "My mother will kill me if she says so, Zezhi will do her best."

Mrs. Gu waved her hand impatiently, signaling Gu Zezhi to back down.

Gu Zezhi leaned over and saluted, then pulled back her skirt and walked out slowly.

"Miss," Xia Shen beside Gu Zezhi tilted his head and asked in a low voice, "This new wife's methods are extraordinary, if that woman falls into her hands..."

Gu Zezhi lowered his eyes, smiled lightly and said, "Do you think I'm totally disregarding right and wrong? I only agreed to her to bring this person, but I never said I would let her handle it. I will protect that person comprehensively when the time comes." , but she has to give me this shop, isn't it the best of both worlds?"

"Miss is a good planner. Just now, this servant just felt that Miss Wanliang really doesn't look like that foxy girl." Xia Shen said with a smile.

"Your name is Wanliang?" Gu Zezhi thought for a moment, then revealed a little understanding, "It seems that what I said just now is not bad, she is indeed a pure actress. Is she the one who composed the song "Xijiang Moon"?"

"Exactly. That's why the servant said, such a pure lady, I'm afraid she won't like Mr. Gu much... a romantic young man who has read all the beauties."

Gu Zezhi raised a crescent eyebrow, and looked at Xia Shen with a smile: "You really know how to praise people.