Chapter forty-ninth Poetry Holy Crown Head
Ye Tong's name is destined to be remembered by many people tonight. If Ye Tong does not commit a heinous crime in the county city, Fu Tianlong, the most powerful general in Zifu County, will be his strongest backer.
"It's dispersed." The conflict like a farce ended as the street returned to its usual liveliness.
Piaoxianglou.
The entire county town has the largest scale, the most famous and the largest number of girls. In the evening, it changed from the depression during the day, and it was crowded with people and was very lively.
"Brighouse?" Ye Tong stood outside the grand gate, looking at the scene of lights and colorful ribbons in the yard inside, smelling the smell of rouge and water powder, his steps stopped immediately.
Yaonu smiled dryly and said, "It's indeed a brothel."
Ye Tong was speechless. Although he still took steps, he muttered: "This Second Master Jin is really a mess. How old am I? He is still treating me in the brothel?"
At this time, Ye Tong put himself into the age of his previous life. It would be a joke if a hundred years old person walked around brothels.
"Ahem, young master, you are still young..."
Yaonu coughed twice, his old face turned red, and he seemed to be talking about himself?
Ye Tong glanced at the Jiushu in surprise, and then suddenly remembered that he was a young man now, but the Yaoshu looked old and old. He was probably taking all the mutterings he had just said, right?
"Haha!" Ye Tong laughed silently and said, "Yao Nu, if I remember correctly, it seems that there is Piaoxianglou in Hanshan City."
Yaonu said: "That's right, Piaoxianglou, Hanshancheng, is a branch, and this is the main store."
"Hey, you even know this?" Ye Tong came to a brothel for the first time, so he said: "Tell me about the situation of Piaoxiang Building! By the way, you should have been here when you were young, right?"
"I..." Yaonu was speechless. Although he was not a killer when he was young, he was also a regular visitor to the brothel. He assassinated the target and inquire about information. This is a good place.
The old face turned slightly red, and the Yaonu exhaled and said, "The girl brought by Piaoxianglou is divided into a Qing Gong and a Hong Gong. Qing Gong sells her skills but not her own. If she meets a man she likes, she can also pay gold and silver to redeem herself; Hong Gong is a soldier. If she stays until she is forty, she can get the contract for her body, or keep it here, or leave on her own, but it will be quite difficult to redeem her body."
“By the way.”
Yaonu seemed to have thought of something and continued: "The people in Zifu County are so handsome that even ordinary women will not go out of the door without going out. There are often young women who disguise themselves as men and come here to enjoy themselves. However, often such women will come to the priest to discuss skills. The old slave..."
Ye Tong smiled and said, "Why did you stop? Tell me about your glorious deeds! I'm quite curious!"
The medicine slave smiled embarrassedly and stopped talking.
The two walked through the courtyard in front and passed through the pavilions and towers, and a young and beautiful woman came up to him, but Ye Tong refused one by one.
Under the eaves.
Four or five beautiful women were laughing. When they saw Ye Tong, a woman chuckled and said, "Yun'er, your favorite young man is here again! Sisters are generous, and I will give it to you this time."
"Sisters are the best."
A woman called Yun'er laughed.
"Wait!" Another woman grabbed Yun'er's clothes, then pointed her chin back, and suddenly, everyone noticed that a handsome young man showed an unhappy look a few meters away.
Yun'er's expression changed slightly, but in a flash, she returned to her happy smile, and greeted the handsome young man, and said with a smirk: "Master Jin, what kind of wind did you blow today? Did you actually bring you?"
"Hmph, the level here is getting lower and lower, and all kinds of cats and dogs can come in." The handsome young man snorted coldly, looked at Ye Tong who was getting closer and closer, and moved his footsteps in front of him, scolding: "Which teenager are you? Are you supposed to come to this place?"
"What's wrong, why shouldn't I come?" Ye Tong looked at the young man who was a little confused, and an inexplicable look appeared in his eyes.
The handsome young man said coldly: "Get out, I don't study well at a young age. If I know which child you are, I will have to sue you at home."
Several women looked at each other and then smiled strangely.
Ye Tong asked, "Who are you?"
The handsome young man said proudly: "The Jin family, the Jin Shixue."
Jin Family?
Ye Tong didn't know if it was the Jin family where Jin Qiusheng was, so she didn't care much about it. She said calmly: "I haven't heard of it."
"You..." Jin Shixue was furious when he heard this.
Ye Tong asked lightly: "My old slave lives to be eighty years old, do you know why?"
Jin Shixue was stunned and frowned and asked, "Why?"
Ye Tong said lightly: "Because he never medds nostalgic."
"puff……"
"Hahaha……"
When the women around him heard this, they couldn't help laughing.
Ye Tong looked at his face and turned pale, and immediately walked around him and walked inside.
Jin Shixue was angry and wanted to teach Ye Tong a lesson, but felt the breath released by the medicine slave behind Ye Tong, his face changed slightly, and he held his anger in his heart.
Ye Tong had no intention of talking nonsense with the boring person, so he found a servant to inquire. When Ye Tong learned about the place where the banquet was held by Jin Qiusheng, he rushed over under the guidance of a girl.
"That's great, what a poem!"
"Young Master Yu is really worthy of being the first literati in Zifu County. He is very talented and knowledgeable. This poem has been spread. I am afraid that those literati and talented people in the imperial capital will feel inferior."
"Cut the moon shadow and leaves sway, and my heart is filled with thoughts on the love of the former residence. I miss my family and miss my relatives in the moon, I miss you in seconds!"
"I feel ashamed of myself!"
The hall with ribbons wrapped around and the fragrance of literature is very lively. Young talents with graceful temperament and extraordinary conversation are surrounded by a young man with a handsome and elegant style, and are praised very much. Even the dozen or so young men gathered here are filled with brilliant colors.
Ye Tong, who happened to pass by outside, heard the sighs inside, and felt funny in his heart. The brothels are full of elegant and charming events, which is a place where literati and poets linger. Many famous poems and works on Earth in ancient times were from brothels.
"I guess the ten thousand taels of blue gold will eventually be obtained by Mr. Yu. I am so envious!" Another sigh came from the hall.
Hearing this sentence, Ye Tong couldn't help but pause.
Ten thousand taels of blue gold? Ten thousand taels of blue silver?
Behind him, Jin Shixue followed Ye Tong and found where Ye Tong stopped. He immediately showed a look of contempt. He looked at the lively scene inside and sneered: "The most powerful young talents in the entire county town gathered here to collect poetry and challenge the head of the poetic saint in Zifu County. Are you young and want to join in the fun?"
Ye Tong didn't care about collecting poems, nor did he care about the Poetry Saint's crown. What he just heard was ten thousand taels of blue gold, so he asked: "Will you get the Poetry Saint's crown?"
Jin Shixue said naturally: "Of course there are rewards, and it is 10,000 taels of blue gold. If I weren't good at writing poems and inscriptions, this crown must have fallen on my head."
Ye Tong's eyes lit up and he asked, "Just write a poem inside and you can participate in the challenge?"
Jin Shixue said contemptuously: "Although this is the case, you should save money!"
When Ye Tong heard this, he became interested. He was very poor now, and all his money was only enough to be the simplest food, clothing, housing and transportation. If he wrote a poem casually and earned 10,000 taels of blue gold, he would naturally not hesitate. He ignored Jin Shixue's sarcasm and walked in.
"Give it aside." There were a hundred people in the hall, and the innermost side was even more crowded. Ye Tong was unwilling to push others, so he could only speak.
Although there were many people in the hall, it was still very quiet. As soon as Ye Tong said this, many people suddenly saw that a young man with an extraordinary temperament looked at Ye Tong and smiled: "Is there a little brother here to write poetry?"
Ye Tong asked, "If you get the crown of the Poetry, can you really get 10,000 taels of blue gold?"
The entire hall suddenly fell into a dead silence.
"Hahaha……"
After the silence, everyone burst into laughter, as if they were amused by a young man's attempt to win the head of the Saint of Poetry. Even the dozen beautiful young men couldn't help laughing and covered their mouths and chuckled.
There are a few people who can come here to recite poems and write poems with the right ones who can like the ten thousand taels of blue gold. What they want is reputation and the number of poems is the crown of the saints, which is not comparable to that of a few ten thousand taels of blue gold.
Jin Shixue laughed the most and said, "Little guy, if you don't have ink in your stomach, don't just fill in the numbers, so you can save yourself laughing in public."
"Brush, ink, paper and inkstone." Ye Tong ignored it and said in a deep voice.
A young man in a blue dress stood up from the chair with a smile and said, "Since my little brother wants to write a poem, come to my sister! If you can write a good poem today, I am willing to drink three drinks with you."
Ye Tong walked over and said, "Forget it if you drink three cups. I am underage and drinking is harmful to my body. As long as I can guarantee that the poems I wrote are more powerful than the crowd, just give me the ten thousand taels of blue gold."
As he spoke, Ye Tong stopped at the table, lifted the pen and spread the paper dipped ink, the pen was like a dragon and a snake, and the brush was splashing ink, and the vigorous and powerful words were written like flowing water. Those people around him could touch the words, and when they saw the words on the white paper, their eyes suddenly lit up.
"Good word!"
"Is this the case for calligraphy masters?"
"The dragons and phoenixes dance, vigorous and powerful. Without decades of immersion in calligraphy, how could you write such calligraphy?"
"Who is this young man? Let's not talk about the poems, just this master-level calligraphy is ashamed! It's amazing, really amazing!"
Ye Tong finished it in one go, then put down his pen and said, "Just just heard outside that someone looked at the moon and missed his homesickness. Then I also wrote a poem that suits the situation. I hope you can comment."
“Not qualified!”
"Not qualified!"
The young man closest to Ye Tong stared at the poem in front of him and murmured.
Ye Tong glanced at her, turned to look at Jin Shixuewen and said, "When will the evaluation result be over?"
Jin Shixue said: "Two days later."
When Ye Tong heard this, a hint of disappointment appeared in his eyes. He could only earn 10,000 taels of blue gold in two days. Where can he get the best now?
therefore.
He was unwilling to stay for a long time again, so he squeezed out of the crowd and disappeared outside the hall with the medicine slave.
"Water tune song head"?
"When will the bright moon come? I will ask the blue sky with wine."
"Good sentences, good sentences, continue reading..."
"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has phases and waxing, and this matter is difficult to be complete in ancient times."
"I hope people will live long and share the beauty of the moon with thousands of miles away."
As the poem was fixed to the wall, the eyes were filled with colorful colors, and they were all immersed in the artistic conception of the poem, and the entire hall became silent.
"This poem... is ancient and elegant, unheard of!"
Chapter completed!