The eldest grandson of the Red Chamber

"Brother Hua, it's fine for you and me. There are still two or three years left and right, but Brother Qing will go to Beijing for an exam after the turn of the year. There are only a few vacancies, so he won't play around." Ming Xu frowned, looking embarrassed "Brother Qing's wedding is approaching, so bringing someone to this kind of place will be condemned by conscience."

"Xiao Mingzi, what you said is biased. You just passed the provincial examination, so it's possible that your big brother Qing doesn't need to take a rest, even the old scalper who plows the land has no reason to loosen the soil every day. "Hua Zhang folded his fan into his palm, and winked at Ming Xu, "It's not that brother underestimated you, I'm afraid that the two of us together don't have the kindness of Qing Rong. If he doesn't go, you can control those women."

Qing Rong, who has been affected all the time, expressed helplessness, what did he say, is he that kind of person?

At this time, the trio of Ming, Qing, and Hua were standing on a street corner by a river in Yangzhou, surrounded by brightly decorated attic courtyards, and the faint voice could be heard, so it was self-evident where they were.

Yangzhou is not as famous as Nanjing, which was famous for the Qinhuai River in later generations, but it is also located in the south of the Yangtze River, and is famous for its skinny horses.

But it turned out that after reading the list that day, they broke up and went home, and reunited three days later at the Luming Banquet set up by the governor.There is really nothing to say about the banquet of a hundred people, probably how boring the banquet is, but according to the rules and etiquette, there was still trouble until the third watch.

After the hangover, the three of them didn't get up until dark. The long night was long and they didn't want to sleep. Ming Xu proposed to go on a night tour. Gusu City is not as good as Shengjing, and there is no curfew. It is also the first time that Ming Xu has the opportunity to visit Jiangnan Night market, looking at the night view of Yangzhou, can be described as full of expectations.

Naturally, the remaining two had nothing to do, and took advantage of the night wind in August to swim in the river.It just so happened that the sky was clear and the sky was clear, the sky was beautiful, and people were energetic. The three of them had a rare time of happiness, and it was pleasant to walk and chat together.

Then somehow, he stood here. If it wasn't for the night tour he proposed, Mingxu would almost suspect that Huazhang had calculated it. This guy would go in and enjoy it for a while. Increase your knowledge, so as not to suffer from inexperience in the future. If Huaiyang people are caught in the fairy dance, wouldn't it make people laugh out loud.

Mingxu doesn't know if the immortal dances or not, but at this moment he deeply feels that Hua Zhang has the potential to be a white lotus.

Although he knew it was fallacious, Ming Xu had no words to refute. He was just swimming according to his own instincts, so it didn't matter where he went.

"So that's why you still insist on holding a folding fan in autumn." Ming Xu glanced sideways at the folding fan Huazhang was holding for pretense, but he didn't know that it looked more innocent, and he could see that it was pretending to be natural. The girl greeted and sent off, I am afraid that she is a novice at a glance.

"What do you know, kid? It's suave. Girls in brothels like it." Hua Zhang brushed his hair on his shoulders.

"..." Although this guy is usually a little out of tune, isn't he a bit too free today? This is some kind of behavior of an ancient nouveau riche.

Qing Rong supported her forehead, shook her head helplessly, and walked towards an embroidery building on the left, as expected, she was familiar with the road.

The two hurriedly followed, Mingxu had some understanding of Qingrong's romantic temperament, and he was prepared for the fact that he might be a frequent visitor to the brothel, but Yangzhou is so big, there are pink bosom friends everywhere, That's a little more powerful.

Just after entering the door, a girl came up to greet her immediately. The woman in a light blue veil saw Qingrong who was leading the way, covered her lips with a handkerchief and smiled softly, "Where did the enemy come from? You are so handsome, please tell me which sister has this blessing, and I will call her." Mingxu entered the door and looked at the surrounding environment as quietly as possible, and turned slightly sideways after hearing this, the division of labor in the brothel here so clear.

"Miss said this, which of your sisters is blessed, shouldn't it be you who told me?" Before Qing Rong could speak, Hua Zhang next to her answered with a sideways smile, full of flamboyance.

"It turns out that the masters are our new customers. It was my negligence. There are many Nunu sisters, all of whom have extraordinary looks and figures. So you might as well hold your eyes in person."

"You little hoof, you're blind. You won't recognize Mr. Qing if you don't come here for half a year." Suddenly they heard a laugh and scolded, and several people looked up in search of the sound, and saw a person with exquisite eyebrows and charming temperament on the stairs, about three years old. The woman in her teens was holding her waist, and was walking down with her skirt in her hand, shaking every step, with a very charming look.

As the woman approached, the young lady at the front desk shook her body slightly, stepped back silently with her head bowed, and stood still.

The woman stood in front of Qing Rong and turned around, "I just came here, but I really have a heart like iron."

Facing the suspicious eyes of the two friends above, Qing Rong folded her arms helplessly: "Mom, don't say that. I have been studying abroad for the past two years, and my whereabouts are uncertain. Why have you ever visited your place? Your words spread to my family, but in the future I can't see you anymore."

"It's not that I saw that you have a kind face, and the days are passing by without realizing it. When you said that, I just remembered that it has been two years. You are still the same as before, handsome and handsome." The mother in the building still spoke smoothly without any pause. "Forgot again? What's your name mother? Just call me Yu Niang."

Talking and laughing, he turned around and saw Mingxu and Huazhang beside Qingrong, he stepped forward and grabbed Mingxu's arm, "What a young man in his prime, the people brought by Mr. Qing are also very good, just look at him and Huazhang. Young Master Qing is not like that."

Unprepared, a delicate fragrance rushed into his nostrils, Mingxu wrinkled his nose a little uncomfortable, but didn't pull out his hands, he didn't know how to answer the words for a while, so he could only say: "Mom's absurd."

Mom suddenly laughed, "It really doesn't look like it."

"My brother is thin-skinned, please don't tease him, Yuniang. I will show them some beauties when they visit expensive places at night."

"This is easy. The girls in our building are all beautiful. I want to see that one and I will take it to pick one for the three young masters."

"These Yunniang arrangements are fine, why don't you take me to meet Yunniang first." Qing Rong said with a smile.

"It's Yunniang again, Young Master Qing hasn't heard from you for two years, this time it's Yunniang, she's really dedicated." Yuniang smiled and led to the second floor.

Hearing this, Mingxu felt a little weird, and glanced at Qingrong's expression, there was nothing wrong.Mother Yu Niang also seemed to be the only one who said such a sentence.

"Yu Niang only said whether she was allowed to see her or not"

"As soon as I come here, I will see our Huakui lady, that's the face you have, Mr. Qing." Yuniang turned her head and pointed, "Can't you see me?"

"How did Yuniang learn how to catch a sheep?" Qing Rong was a little surprised.

"Yuemo is that the hair of this wool is soft and firm, and the guest likes it." Yu Niang laughed at herself, obviously proud.

"Who is the sheep? I heard it all." Just as they were walking, they heard a voice from the escalator, and the first beauty leaned on the fence, overlooking a group of people.

The voice is clear, the posture is leisurely, and it is amazing.

It's not the same as the graceful beauty that Mingxu expected, even the accent has the crispness of a northerner.

"I haven't seen you in two years, don't come here without any problems." Qing Rong stopped and leaned against the side wall.

"I'm all right, but Dao Sijun makes me old." The beauty held her face with jade hands, and the smoke waved people, as if pitiful and resentful.

"Yunniang, please forgive me. You are upright and handsome. Could it be that our Yushengyan guests can't see you?" Qing Rong walked towards the beauty with a smile.

"It's just that you can talk. At my age, there is no elegance to speak of. It's just because of my age, I'm more transparent than that little girl with a screwdriver." Having said that, Ming Xu still noticed the crooked eyes of Yun Niang The arc is even worse.

"This young master has been looking at me, but he has something to say." Yunniang suddenly turned to Ming Xu.

"Young girl is stunning, I was the one to be rude." Ming Xu said as she walked up the last step.

"I guess you're thinking about my age." When everyone entered the door, the lady Hua Kui turned to Ming Xu with a sweet smile: "You might as well talk about it."

Uh, Mingxu is dumb, really perceptive, he really thinks so, in the situation where the girl is already welcoming guests at the age of twelve or thirteen, the lady of the oiran will not be too old.But this one in front of him is obviously an exception.

The girl in the flower building is no matter how talented she is, if her appearance is not amazing, the guests will not buy it, let alone the oiran lady, with Yunniang's appearance, it is really rare, besides, she should have read the book, and her temperament is very .

"I can't guess the girl's age, most of them are?" Ming Xu walked to the round table and sat down, raised his head and supported his forehead.

Yun Niang immediately covered her lips and smiled, walked to the opposite side and sat down, "I see that you are not very old, but you have a flattering mouth. With this appearance, I'm afraid he is another gentleman."

"I'm different from Brother Qing." Ming Xu shook his head, looked away, and fiddled with the teacup in his palm.

Yunniang lowered her head to hide the fading smile on her lips, stopped answering his words, and turned to greet Huazhang: "What's the name of this young master? But it's the first time you're here?"

Huazhang is not calm about the performance of Mingxu Fengyue's regular customers, this is obviously the first time for this guy, why is he so stable?Suddenly being greeted, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to salute, and said in a slightly swift tone: "You are welcome, my surname is Hua, you can call me whatever you want, it is a coincidence that Qing Rong and I met our oiran lady."

"Ah", Qing Rong raised his forehead, these two sighed silently, put down the tea in his hand, "Yun Niang, I have been away for two years, but there is no good wine?"

"How could it not be, it's brewed every autumn, and you're the only one who comes here to look for wine, but you have saved a lot." Yunniang covered her lips and smiled, she was full of elegance. "I'll get it."

When Yunniang brought home-brewed wine, her mother brought a few girls into the door, and the beauties who still had charm leaned on the door with arms folded: "These are newcomers to our building, and they are excellent in singing, singing and dancing. Son, I thought to myself that the three young masters couldn't be more elegant, so I brought them here to teach you how to appreciate them."

Yu Niang pointed at the girls standing in a row, "They all look so delicate and timid, young masters, look at them?"

"You can see it."

"That's good, the girls treat you carefully." Yu Niang ordered, but she left quickly.

Mom closed the door and left, and there was a moment of silence in the room.Ming Xu watched as the new girls bowed their knees and bowed to the guests, and then dispersed, sitting on the ground in the open space in front of the table.

"Is there any song you want to hear, my lord?" The girl sitting in the middle hugged her pipa and whispered softly.

Her voice was clear and shallow, as if she was asking, or talking to herself.

"There is no song that you want to listen to. The girl plays the one you want to play. If you don't want to, you don't have to play it." Ming Xu looked at the girl's slightly lowered eyebrows across the table and said this sentence.

Several people in the room looked at him when they heard the words, but no one spoke.

The girl holding the pipa slightly raised her head and glanced at Mingxu when she heard this, she didn't answer, she just hung her head and fiddled with the strings in her hand.

Ming Xu has studied piano skills intermittently with Mr. Xu for two years at Lanting Academy, and met many piano masters when he went out to visit, and even he himself can be regarded as a small success.

It can't be said that there is no one-size-fits-all instrument, but most of them are interlinked.As soon as the girl plucked the strings, she told Mingxu to straighten her body with only three or two beeps, but she didn't hear what the tune was, probably it was composed by herself.

The melody gradually deepens, like still water flowing deep, or flat without waves.In the end, he was out of tune with this room filled with dark fragrance.

The girls who were following behind were also a little dazed, froze for a moment, and then quickly followed.

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never believe that such a song came from a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old. It's really crazy." Qing Rong stopped talking with Yun Niang after Ming Xu said something shocking, and looked sideways. Stand up and listen carefully.

"With time, everyone will be successful."

Ming Xu nodded, it is indeed rare, this girl's pipa has entered the stage of skill, she should have practiced it since she was a child.

Listening to the two men's words, Yunniang, who was sitting beside her, smiled inexplicably, and lowered her head as if to sigh softly: It took time, but it's a pity that there is no time.

"What's Yunniang laughing at?" Huazhang noticed the sarcasm in the corner of the lady Huakui's eyes.

"About laughing at the fact that the new generation is better than the old?" Yun Niang rested her chin on her palm, and blinked at Hua Zhang, showing a bit of a naive look.

"Tsk." Huazhang fell back on the chair, crossed his legs and raised his legs, staring at Yunniang, as if seeing her for the first time.

"What are you laughing at, son?"

"About the laughing beauty laughing at me?"

"My lord is joking, why don't you just listen to the piano."

So listen to the piano, after two songs, it's midnight when you're full of wine and food.

……

The three of them left the bustling pavilion and roamed the streets, the night breeze blowing away a little bit of alcohol.

"I see how much love and righteousness you have for that oiran lady, why don't you take it with you?" Huazhang put his hand on Qing Rong's shoulders and joked, "As the saying goes, Hongxiu Tianxiang reads at night, Xie Yuanlang and the oiran Ma'am, it's a good story to spread, isn't it?" He seemed to have forgotten that his friend's wedding was approaching.

"In my opinion, if Elder Brother Qing is a lady with some friendship, he will bring it with him. I'm afraid it will make a lot of smoke." After this experience, Ming Xu finally understood that Qing Rong might be the one in the romantic field. Regular customers, sleeping flowers and sleeping willows outside.

"Where is it so easy? If you want to take it away, you have to ask the girl if she wants it?" Qing Rong broke off the Huazhang, speaking and smiling so ordinary that people couldn't see the true meaning.

"Are you unwilling?" Hua Zhang took a step back, surprised.

"But there is a lover?" Ming Xu was also a little surprised, guessing.

"Brother Hua and Brother Ming, what do you think of the smoke coming out of the jade this night?" Qing Rong asked instead.

"The rules are good." Huazhang touched his chin.Thinking about it carefully, isn't it just the rules, the girls in the building are silent like a brothel, and what they say and do is like a businessman.

Ming Xu is silent, the word "rules" is definitely not a compliment for a brothel, but what he said is true, to be honest, he may have had too high expectations for this brothel, and now he feels a sense of disappointment.

"Yunniang and the others are all official prostitutes, and they are born as ladies, how can the rules be bad." Qing Rong smiled.

The pink industry in the south of the Yangtze River is well developed. Not only do they have distinct brothel specifications, they also clearly distinguish between official prostitutes and private prostitutes. Like other places, private prostitutes are in the majority. As for the famous Yangzhou skinny horse, it is even rarer. It is easy to spread that most of the officials are secretly kept in other courtyards in case of need, and it is not common to see them.

"Is this the reason why you and that oiran lady?" Official prostitutes can't be redeemed easily.

"It's just one of them. My friend doesn't know that Yunniang was originally a woman. After she lost her husband, she lived alone in a nunnery. Later, she suffered misfortune and fell to this point." Qing Rong sighed, "When she became the oiran herself, she said that she would no longer allow others. , unwilling to be redeemed, I will never be another housewife in this life, but a girl for the rest of my life."

It's not an ordinary story, the two of Minghua were a little silent when they heard it for the first time.

"Aren't you a woman?" Ming Xu said silently.

"It can be regarded as seeking benevolence and gaining benevolence. Yunniang is probably the most calm person in that official building, so she claims to be "just a few years older"."

Qingrong felt that Yunniang's Hua Kui was well-deserved, and her thoroughness was achieved through a thorough understanding of the world of mortals, which ordinary people cannot match, so she should be sought after.

"Maybe Yunniang is not her real name?" Huazhang asked suddenly.

"Indeed, it's not her real name. But I don't know her real name either." Qing Rong remembered that she had asked this before, when that girl who was still a bit wise and courageous said with red eyes that Yunniang was the one who got her name for herself. , to remind myself that I was also a cloud.

But in the end it is different, Wuqing is the most romantic, her face has not changed, but her heart is old.