Dafeng's Night Squad

71 Strange information (1)

After paying the money for the tea stall, he entered the courtyard. There were seven or eight guests sitting in the room with the burning charcoal, drinking tea and chatting. They were in a good mood.

6 dancers in colorful clothes were wearing thin silk dresses, dancing gracefully, twisting their slender waists and full buttocks.

Xu Qi ‘an looked around, but did not see the courtesan who was a lady from a wealthy family outside but a coquettish courtesan in bed.

The tea gathering wasn’t just about drinking, there were also programs such as listening to music and watching dances. And courtesan ladies didn’t always appear to accompany guests.

At the same time, the guests also needed ” free space. drinking games were interesting, but not conducive to private communication.

Some guests had come in groups to drink and bond. At this time, they needed some freedom and let them play on their own.

The three of them took their seats. Song tingfeng shrugged and smiled with his eyes narrowed. it seems that miss floating fragrance doesn’t intend to accompany the guests tonight.

“Why do you say so?” Xu Qi ‘an asked.

there’s a time limit for the tea gathering, ” song tingfeng explained. usually, a group of guests can only stay here for two hours at most. They’ll either continue to the next table or leave.

And if the drinking token wants to have fun, it will take about two hours.”

In other words, we’re not playing drinking games this time, so of course, floating fragrance won’t appear ... Why do you know the rules of the Imperial Academy so well? you must have visited quite a lot ... Xu Qi ‘an nodded, indicating that he had learned something new.

After the dance, the dancers took a short break.

A young man in a light green Confucian robe stood up, raised his cup, and looked around. “Is young master Yang Ling around?”

He asked three times in a row, but no one answered. He sat down in disappointment.

At the next table, a middle-aged man dressed like a rich man asked curiously, “”Brother, who is this Yang Ling?”

“The water is clear and shallow, and the fragrance floats on the moon at dusk.” The young man in the light green Confucian robe raised his chin slightly. “Have you heard of it?”

“I have some impression.” The middle-aged man dressed like a rich man recalled for a moment.

“Of course, the moment this poem was written, it was called the most beautiful poem in history. Even you people should have heard of it. ” The young man in the Confucian robe raised his head proudly. “A good line that only US scholars can come up with.”

The middle-aged man dressed like a rich man was puzzled, “”Then why is young master looking for someone here?”

As the two of them conversed, the customers at the side also stopped talking and listened.

that’s because this masterpiece was created in the Ying Mei Pavilion. This poem was given to miss Fu Xiang by young master Yang Ling. Using the plum tree as a metaphor for a person, bringing out the beauty of each other. It’s truly a beautiful thought.

“No wonder yingmei Pavilion has so many benefactors recently, no wonder Lady fuxiang never shows up.”

that’s right. I heard that miss floating fragrance has stopped accompanying guests.

the water is clear and shallow, and the fragrance is floating in the evening ... What a beautiful poem. I really want to meet young lady Fu Xiang and that talented scholar.”

Hearing this, the young man in the light green Confucian robe sighed, “” that young master yang only appeared once at the academy square, and there was no news of him after that. the directorate sent people to changle county school to find him, but they couldn’t find him. ”

“There’s such a strange thing!” Everyone was shocked.

The young man in the light green Confucian robe said helplessly, “”I come to the yingmei Pavilion every day just to wait for him. It’s not just me, all the students in the capital want to make friends with him.”

“This is great, lady floating fragrance is no longer a woman we can covet,” song tingfeng clicked his tongue.

Zhu guangxiao also sighed.

Is this considered raising the AC price imperceptibly ... Xu Qian lowered his head and drank his tea, feeling guilty.

Song tingfeng looked at his new colleague and said, ” it’s a pity that you’re good at solving cases, but not good at writing poems. If you could be like Yang Ling and write an ancient poem, miss Fu Xiang would be willing to pay for it.

pay?! Xu Qi ‘an found the spot.

“The rumors about the love affairs between a prostitute and a poor scholar are fabricated? The poor scholar could occasionally come up with a good sentence for a prostitute, and her value would rise greatly. This was a mutually beneficial thing, and those young and famous scholars were the targets of flattery from the prostitutes.

“Don’t talk about not wanting silver, I’m even willing to pay for it. Yun Lu Academy’s layman Zi Yang was a talented poet back then. After he became the top scorer, he stayed in the Imperial Academy for three months and didn’t even pay a single silver.” Song tingfeng said.

Zhu guangxiao nodded in affirmation.

Song tingfeng realized that his new colleague was dumbfounded. It was as if he had received a great shock, but it was also as if he had heard some exciting news. Even his breathing was rapid.

A maidservant who was serving the guests left the table in a hurry. After staring at Xu Qi ‘an for a few seconds, she looked ecstatic. She left the guests and ran out of the room, not caring about her image.

Not long after, a well-dressed courtesan’s wife appeared. Her long dress dragged on the ground, and the gorgeous jewelry in her black hair and her beautiful face reflected each other.

The thickness of the dress was just right. It didn’t look bloated, but highlighted the exquisite and curvy mature figure.It wouldn’t make people feel that he was acting coquettishly.

Xu Qi ‘an was obviously more particular about her dressing than when they first met. She didn’t look like a courtesan of the Academy, but rather a social butterfly with a certain status and a well-known beauty.

Lady Fu Xiang’s beautiful eyes swept across the guests and stopped on Xu Qi ‘an.

“Eh, Fu Xiang looked at me just now.” Song tingfeng was slightly shocked.

Zhu guangxiao glanced at him, straightened his back, and said, unconvinced, “”They’re looking at me.”

After greeting the guest, Fu Xiang said in a soft voice, “”Let’s Dance together to liven up the mood for the guests.”