By the way, Zhu Zhishan ran away for Na Bohu in a row. His legs were about to break, his mouth was about to break, and his tongue was about to chew. It took almost half a month. Finally, the marriage of the three families and the four beauties was decided.
Hey! It’s not that Tang Yin has already established the conditions. The son he will be adopted by these three families in the future. Shouldn’t he be married immediately? Why would it take half a month?
It turned out that Zhu Yunming's greed for money was not changed, and he couldn't do much good for Tang Yin, the iron cockerel, so he thought about it and went to the woman's house. He gave some questions at the end of the marriage, and then contributed his own clever answers. This way, the elders of the women who had never married their daughter all thought that Zhu Zhishan Zhu Jieyuan was how old he was. As expected, he worked well and had thoughtful ideas. He promised to prepare generous media etiquette on the day of the wedding. Thank him very much.
Tang Yin knew that Zhu Zhishan was playing tricks, but as long as the marriage was successful, and the woman's mansion was willing to do so, he would make money with this fellow villager's friend through his happy events.
After finally making up the marriage between the three families, the Nin Jiukong also returned to the customs and sent him to Suzhou to accompany Zhu Jieyuan's wife. Then the marriage of the Ma Xiangguo Mansion suddenly popped up, which was even easier. Zhu Jieyuan had just arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion. Ma Wenbin had already greeted him. The two of them asked him to sit down in Zhizheng Hall. After the servants presented the incense tea, before Zhu Jieyuan could open the golden mouth, Ma Wenbin took out a long list, saying that this was a dowry.
Then he secretly pushed a note, saying that he was going to give Zhu Zhishan a matchmaker. When Zhishan saw the number of silver, he trembled, and his hands trembled. The other family passed by Zhishan with a 3-inch tongue that was so stupid that he had only taken advantage of the richest Luo Mansion to 400 taels, and the rest were only 300 taels. Two hundred taels. When he arrived at the Ma Xiangguo Mansion, he had already made a thousand taels before he could start talking. This was really easy to make money!
Then Ma Wenbin approached Zhuzhishan again, with a deer-headed and rat-eyed look on his head, and asked him to go back and plead with Tang Yin. From now on, he would be a family. He asked the royal spy Tang Jieyuan to give up his hands and let him go. He would definitely make a mistake in the future.
Zhu Zhishan is also a person who knows things. Although he doesn't know what a royal spy is, he also believes that this quirky Tang Bohu must have done some weird tricks on this unscrupulous young man, so he made him as well as a turtle grandson. So he said in a vague way that he would be his own people in the future, so how could he be separated from each other again? So the two of them laughed and perfunctorily, and they became the marriage.
After completing five matchmaking work, and the nuns are in a secular position to act in marriage, Zhu Zhishan is in a very relaxed mood. While Bo Hu is still headless, he searches for beautiful women everywhere, so he starts to travel around Jinling. After returning from a daily trip, he meets Bo Hu at his residence, and asks Bo Hu about having nothing all day long, and he can't help but laugh at Bo Hu as the last of his strength, why is he getting more and more bored
It's strange that after half a month, I couldn't see the beauty on the road, and even the virgin wind-facing chicken under my crotch, like I was suffering from chicken plague or avian flu, I was always soft and didn't move at all. I looked at Bo Hu. The more I looked for beauty, I felt that he had a burnout disease, and maybe he had lost his appetite for the yellow virginity and had no reaction, so I invited Bo Hu to the outside of Nanjing to visit the Qinhuai Fengyue.
In fact, it is possible to say that it is burnout. After successively accepting the first, second, third, fourth, and fifth beautiful girl in Nanjing, how could that ordinary woman get into the eyes? As for the problem under the crotch, it is because the original Yuanyang is empty. After collecting six high-quality virgins, Yuanyin has already been seven or eight points full after practicing Yuanyang, so the power of the virgin's sensing becomes increasingly weak. At this time, only the virgin will be able to automatically sense and raise its head.
It is said that the Qinhuai River outside Jinling City was a Ming Dynasty, and it was prosperous for a time. The Six Dynasties gold powder was known as green windows and red doors. It lived on the shore and was like a fire dragon. It was known as the Qinhuai Lanternship, the world's number one. This area has food, play and attention. It is a place that all kinds of people in all walks of life have liked since ancient times.
Bohu saw that nothing was accomplished in the past half month, and was helpless. Originally, because of the warning from Taoist Master Shao Yuanjie, he did not dare to go to Huajie Liuxiang to meet Yingying in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion. He didn't want to go, but Zhishan emphasized that going to the Qinhuai River to appreciate the sound of oars and lights, and remembering the golden powder of the Six Dynasties was also an elegant thing, so he agreed to visit the Qinhuai River with this interesting Zhu Ahuzi.
At dusk that day, Bo Hu and Zhishan came to the Qinhuai River Pan; these two talented men in Suzhou have been experiencing the Qinhuai scenery for the first time. They hired a seven-legged boy to board the boat when the sun sets in the west and the bright moon rises in the east. They swayed the boat on the river surface, so they oared and appreciated the taste of the golden powder of the Six Dynasties and the peach blossoms historic sites.
The boats in the Qinhuai River are better than those in Hangzhou West Lake, and the boats in Yangzhou West Lake. If these boats are not bulky, they are simple and cramped. They are not as interesting as boats in the Qinhuai River.
The Qinhuai River boat can be divided into two sizes:
The large ship hatch is wide, and can accommodate twenty or thirty people. The inside is decorated with calligraphy and paintings and smooth mahogany furniture. The table is embedded with white jade and stone-faced panes, which make people feel soft and delicate. The panes are covered with exquisite paper cuts. When the light is exposed, they are also quite pleasant to the eyes. Many beautiful prostitutes play the piano, play the flute, sing and dance.
The small boat is called Qizi. Although the scale is not as large as a large boat, the light blue railings and the cabin are empty and sufficient to be the best part of people's emotions. It has a curved roof on it. There are several railings on both sides, two or three vine recliners lying on it. You can chat, look far, and look at the river houses on both sides. There are naturally recliners on the large boat, so it feels more elegant on the boat.
There are lights hanging under the roof in front of the cabin; the lights on each boat are as bright as the lights, the colored tassels are thick, and the brightness is different. However, at least you are always the ones that can be returned to you. When the night is low, lights are lighted on all boats. The yellow halo is reflected from the lanterns, illuminating a hazy mist. In the dark water waves, wisps of bright ripples are raised and the lights are dizzy. The melodious flute rhyme and the squeaking sound of the huqin finally recognize the Qinhuai River as green as the wine.
Between this thin mist and ripples, listen to the sound of the sloping oars entering the water leisurely, who can not be introduced to his own reverie? Bohu felt in love and recalled a few months ago, a few days ago, the bushes of walking horses and flowers on the bank of the Shrimp West Lake in Yangzhou, chasing each other every night. At that time, it was so wild and unrestrained, the women of the wind and dust were all competing to throw themselves into their arms. When there were too many people, they had to draw numbers to queue up. Now, it was for the Yuanyin gossip plan. They were forced to be the thief who steals fragrance and jade first, and then they wanted to find someone to propose marriage to be the good son-in-law who keeps their duties. In the future, they had to guard their beautiful wife and concubines as new good men. Ah! Life is really impermanent.
There are many singing girls on the Qinhuai River who are engaged in singing. Whether they sell themselves depends on the guests. They ride in the seven-piece and dress up in a colorful manner. Under the lights in front of the cabin, they naturally lure the guests in a slight manner.
Musicians and others hid in the cabin and each boat of singing girls; when it was dark, they kept traveling outside the Dazhong Bridge and kept doing business.
No matter the boats or moored boats, the guys on the boats who were on board stepped into the passenger ships from time to time, and asked the guests to order a few with the spread songs. Bohu and Zhu Shan ordered one or two songs accordingly, but they felt that they were singing ordinary and gave some rewards at will.
Not long after, the boat swept to Dazhong Bridge. The bridge has three arches, all of which are very wide, like three gates. The boats walking under the bridge are very small in size, the bridge bricks are intact, the project is extremely solid, the broad bridge is lined with wooden wall houses, magnificently painted, and there are streets in the middle. At this time, the lights are bright and prosperous.
The boatman saw that Bo Hu and the other two ordered some songs. He thought that the two guests loved to listen to music, so he suggested going to Dazhong Bridge and go to two or three tea-drinking boats in front of him. The girls there really sang well. They sang big songs and other songs every afternoon. There was a time in the evening. Zhushan was particularly enthusiastic about the fun. He clapped his hands and said he would go there.
The closer you get there, the more tempting singing, the more you can see, the more you can see the wonderful sounds that make people cross the Dazhong Bridge, and you will reach the Qinhuai River where the lights and moon shine and the music and music are all night. This is the true face of the Qinhuai River.
The boatman bent the largest one and a half of the luxury pleasure boats near the shore. The cabin was divided into three levels. The middle level was the place where distinguished guests listened to music, the lower level was the place where ordinary tourists listened to music, and the upper level was the place where singing girls sang from afar. Under the bright lights, you can see a very beautiful figure from afar. The upper body was wearing a pink jacket and a light blue long skirt. I heard the prostitute singing the tune of the blue shirt from afar. On the side, there was a piano player holding the huqin music in her hand. She sang loudly and roundly. After a song, the lingering soundtrack was still in the ears, which made people listen and yearn for them. The two of them didn't expect that they could appreciate such a clear song here!
Even though I didn't expect it, it was the virgin wind-facing chicken under Bohu's crotch. He actually pointed to the pleasure boat ahead in the Qinhuai wind and moon. The wind-facing chicken rippled with the waves of Qixizi, like a compass, stubbornly pointed to the top of the pleasure boat, and there was an excellent virgin on it? It seemed that I had to visit it carefully. Under the cover of the night, Mr. Zhu did not pay attention to the indecentness of Xiao Tang, and only focused on using myopia eyes. He tried his best to see the singing girl in the pleasure boat. So Bohu first put the wind-facing chicken abilities and then ordered the boatman to moor Qixizi to the painting boat.
After the singing girl sang a song, someone came to bring tea next to her and sat aside for a rest. She saw two friends moving the side to the center of the cabin, and arranged a Yaoqin on it. I guess the next program is playing the piano.
The guests in the tea boat are talking and talking and laughing
The snack seller shouted loudly, and the whole neighborhood sounded like a vocal voice was in the bustling season. I saw the singing girl standing up again and surprised Bo Hu tonight. How could this singing girl look so kind? Her every move and every move was so friendly and familiar. Isn’t this a long time ago Miss Li Chuanhong, the pink makeup garden for four or five months?
At this moment, the boatman who was one step slower said: In front of him was the biggest Fengyue Painting Boat on the Qinhuai River. The person who sang the song was Miss Li Chuanhong invited from Yihongyuan, Yangzhou. Not only did the song sing well, but the piano was also good.
Bohu couldn't help but remember the time during the secret training in Yangzhou Jiaofangsi, where Li Chuanhong taught beauty, beauty posture, and makeup skills, singing and dancing figures, and was with the girl next door and the sunny girl. It was a wonderful time that I missed. I didn't expect that after a few months, I met again on the banks of the Qinhuai River. It was really a place where I didn't meet in my life.
Wait! Did the Virgin Wind Chicken refer to the preface of this Qing Gongren?
While Bo Hu was thinking about it, the boat suddenly became silent. The girl Chuanhong began to perform again. She saw Chuanhong's beauty as before, but her face was colder than before. She climbed up the platform to raise the platform, sat down straight, adjusted the strings, and then started to play. It was just light and picky at first, and the sound was soft, how to face the breeze.
After one section, it scattered and scattered, and its sound was crisp, like water hitting the river bank. After two sections, it became more and more chanting, just like the sound of the piano played by the light waves on the river. Although it was a normal and very pleasant, Bo Hu could hear the faint miserable and desolate feeling in his ears. Seeing her in front of him, I remembered the conversation with her cousin Xiuhong when he left Jiaofangsi. This pair of bitter love with a harsh life made Bo Hu feel mixed and moved.
So Bohu told the accompanying book boy Tang Qing to take the bag and take out a jade flute from it. He didn't try it out. He leaned on the bright spot under the colorful lights in front of the cabin. The sound of the jade flute inserted into the soft and moist Cong Cong Yaoqin was only heard trembling slightly. The girl Chuanhong on the top of the cabin, while playing the piano, looked around and searching for the source of the flute sound. Finally, in front of the cabin of a Qizi, he saw Tang Jieyuan in white towel and white clothes.
For a moment, the ice and snow on the red face melted, and a little peach rose on their cheeks. The expression was shocked, happy, and angry. It goes without saying that the two met their old friends in a foreign land, and how could they be angry? It turned out that since the Red girl sang with Bohu in Yangzhou Shred West Lake, her value has increased sharply. Especially at the beginning of the year, Bohu, the most famous place in Jiangnan, was hired by several brothels in Qinhuai River to perform their work. It was more than two months ago. If Bohu had cared about Fengyue, he should have come to find her long ago. Why did she appear now?
Alas! It’s really a girl’s heart. She didn’t think so much when she saw Tang Yin. However, when she saw his handsome man, a lot of miscellaneous things popped up in her heart, like what I don’t know if Bo Hu is in good health recently? Is he still threatened by King Ning? Did he remember himself? Has he slept with a famous prostitute recently?
This story is said that Miss Hong didn't know that Bo Hu was carrying the Yuanyin Bagua mission, but just thought that he was still in Lelanghua Street, and was blinded by the willows, pretending to be a romantic figure. How did he know that Tang Yin has changed his behavior and his love saint now?
Chuanhong was thinking about these things in his heart, and there was a noise in the sound of the piano. Fortunately, Bohu was like a crying and complaining flute sound, which corresponded to the sound of the piano in the cracks. After filling in the noise, he led the sound of the piano and the flute to listen roughly. If he played the piano and flute, he would be tuned by himself. If he listened carefully, he would be like a phoenix and phoenix to sing together, and he would be harmonious. Questions and answers
For two months, Bohu has been working diligently, and has been pursuing the daughters of various families and constantly chanting the heads of the Book of Songs. Guan Guan Suijiu is in the Hezhou, a beautiful lady and a gentleman. Now, because he has not been able to find a suitable partner for Yuanyin and Yuanhong, he has long been unable to seek a beautiful lady. He tossed and turned, so he couldn't help but feel in the sound of the flute.
He heard Bo Hu's intention of pursuing his good friend from the sound of the flute. Because he didn't know that Bo Hu was responsible for the important task of gossip, he just thought that he was complaining and sighing where he was returning. Therefore, in the sound of the piano, he chanted less and rubbed less, and he was very ruling, and his fingers were very heavy, which meant that he was a man and a man cheered up his spirits. There was no grass everywhere in the world. Then the sound of the piano was Manyan, and the more he turned, the more relaxed the tune, and the sound of the flute also rose more and more quietly, as if he accepted the rhythm of the piano and walked forward together.
The tourists, boatmen, and friends, have you ever heard such a sound of the sound of the piano and flute in the sound of the sound of the piano and flute? Bohu and Chuanhong made a sound in the Qinhuai wind and moon. Everyone felt that they had no ears and eyes, and felt that their bodies were floating, like the long wind, floating among the clouds for a long time, forgetting their minds and bodies, like dreams and drunk in the trance of the darkness, the piano and flute stopped, and only the river water was around to pat the side of the boat. The sound of the purr and purr on the side of the boat was purring.
After a moment of silence, Zhu Zhishan, who was on the Qizi, came back to his senses and shouted, "Okay, everyone woke up. The applause was thunderous, and the nearby Qizi leaned over and said that the guests wanted to give rewards. Bo Hu served the people and waited for rejection. Zhu Dahu was jealous of money, but when he heard that he had money, he still didn't care whether it was polite. He borrowed a hat from the boatman and turned over and came to a big market. For a moment, the sound of tips falling into the bag was endless. He heard that Mr. Zhu was even more impressive than the sound of the zither and flute.
Hey! It’s not that Tang Yin has already established the conditions. The son he will be adopted by these three families in the future. Shouldn’t he be married immediately? Why would it take half a month?
It turned out that Zhu Yunming's greed for money was not changed, and he couldn't do much good for Tang Yin, the iron cockerel, so he thought about it and went to the woman's house. He gave some questions at the end of the marriage, and then contributed his own clever answers. This way, the elders of the women who had never married their daughter all thought that Zhu Zhishan Zhu Jieyuan was how old he was. As expected, he worked well and had thoughtful ideas. He promised to prepare generous media etiquette on the day of the wedding. Thank him very much.
Tang Yin knew that Zhu Zhishan was playing tricks, but as long as the marriage was successful, and the woman's mansion was willing to do so, he would make money with this fellow villager's friend through his happy events.
After finally making up the marriage between the three families, the Nin Jiukong also returned to the customs and sent him to Suzhou to accompany Zhu Jieyuan's wife. Then the marriage of the Ma Xiangguo Mansion suddenly popped up, which was even easier. Zhu Jieyuan had just arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion. Ma Wenbin had already greeted him. The two of them asked him to sit down in Zhizheng Hall. After the servants presented the incense tea, before Zhu Jieyuan could open the golden mouth, Ma Wenbin took out a long list, saying that this was a dowry.
Then he secretly pushed a note, saying that he was going to give Zhu Zhishan a matchmaker. When Zhishan saw the number of silver, he trembled, and his hands trembled. The other family passed by Zhishan with a 3-inch tongue that was so stupid that he had only taken advantage of the richest Luo Mansion to 400 taels, and the rest were only 300 taels. Two hundred taels. When he arrived at the Ma Xiangguo Mansion, he had already made a thousand taels before he could start talking. This was really easy to make money!
Then Ma Wenbin approached Zhuzhishan again, with a deer-headed and rat-eyed look on his head, and asked him to go back and plead with Tang Yin. From now on, he would be a family. He asked the royal spy Tang Jieyuan to give up his hands and let him go. He would definitely make a mistake in the future.
Zhu Zhishan is also a person who knows things. Although he doesn't know what a royal spy is, he also believes that this quirky Tang Bohu must have done some weird tricks on this unscrupulous young man, so he made him as well as a turtle grandson. So he said in a vague way that he would be his own people in the future, so how could he be separated from each other again? So the two of them laughed and perfunctorily, and they became the marriage.
After completing five matchmaking work, and the nuns are in a secular position to act in marriage, Zhu Zhishan is in a very relaxed mood. While Bo Hu is still headless, he searches for beautiful women everywhere, so he starts to travel around Jinling. After returning from a daily trip, he meets Bo Hu at his residence, and asks Bo Hu about having nothing all day long, and he can't help but laugh at Bo Hu as the last of his strength, why is he getting more and more bored
It's strange that after half a month, I couldn't see the beauty on the road, and even the virgin wind-facing chicken under my crotch, like I was suffering from chicken plague or avian flu, I was always soft and didn't move at all. I looked at Bo Hu. The more I looked for beauty, I felt that he had a burnout disease, and maybe he had lost his appetite for the yellow virginity and had no reaction, so I invited Bo Hu to the outside of Nanjing to visit the Qinhuai Fengyue.
In fact, it is possible to say that it is burnout. After successively accepting the first, second, third, fourth, and fifth beautiful girl in Nanjing, how could that ordinary woman get into the eyes? As for the problem under the crotch, it is because the original Yuanyang is empty. After collecting six high-quality virgins, Yuanyin has already been seven or eight points full after practicing Yuanyang, so the power of the virgin's sensing becomes increasingly weak. At this time, only the virgin will be able to automatically sense and raise its head.
It is said that the Qinhuai River outside Jinling City was a Ming Dynasty, and it was prosperous for a time. The Six Dynasties gold powder was known as green windows and red doors. It lived on the shore and was like a fire dragon. It was known as the Qinhuai Lanternship, the world's number one. This area has food, play and attention. It is a place that all kinds of people in all walks of life have liked since ancient times.
Bohu saw that nothing was accomplished in the past half month, and was helpless. Originally, because of the warning from Taoist Master Shao Yuanjie, he did not dare to go to Huajie Liuxiang to meet Yingying in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion. He didn't want to go, but Zhishan emphasized that going to the Qinhuai River to appreciate the sound of oars and lights, and remembering the golden powder of the Six Dynasties was also an elegant thing, so he agreed to visit the Qinhuai River with this interesting Zhu Ahuzi.
At dusk that day, Bo Hu and Zhishan came to the Qinhuai River Pan; these two talented men in Suzhou have been experiencing the Qinhuai scenery for the first time. They hired a seven-legged boy to board the boat when the sun sets in the west and the bright moon rises in the east. They swayed the boat on the river surface, so they oared and appreciated the taste of the golden powder of the Six Dynasties and the peach blossoms historic sites.
The boats in the Qinhuai River are better than those in Hangzhou West Lake, and the boats in Yangzhou West Lake. If these boats are not bulky, they are simple and cramped. They are not as interesting as boats in the Qinhuai River.
The Qinhuai River boat can be divided into two sizes:
The large ship hatch is wide, and can accommodate twenty or thirty people. The inside is decorated with calligraphy and paintings and smooth mahogany furniture. The table is embedded with white jade and stone-faced panes, which make people feel soft and delicate. The panes are covered with exquisite paper cuts. When the light is exposed, they are also quite pleasant to the eyes. Many beautiful prostitutes play the piano, play the flute, sing and dance.
The small boat is called Qizi. Although the scale is not as large as a large boat, the light blue railings and the cabin are empty and sufficient to be the best part of people's emotions. It has a curved roof on it. There are several railings on both sides, two or three vine recliners lying on it. You can chat, look far, and look at the river houses on both sides. There are naturally recliners on the large boat, so it feels more elegant on the boat.
There are lights hanging under the roof in front of the cabin; the lights on each boat are as bright as the lights, the colored tassels are thick, and the brightness is different. However, at least you are always the ones that can be returned to you. When the night is low, lights are lighted on all boats. The yellow halo is reflected from the lanterns, illuminating a hazy mist. In the dark water waves, wisps of bright ripples are raised and the lights are dizzy. The melodious flute rhyme and the squeaking sound of the huqin finally recognize the Qinhuai River as green as the wine.
Between this thin mist and ripples, listen to the sound of the sloping oars entering the water leisurely, who can not be introduced to his own reverie? Bohu felt in love and recalled a few months ago, a few days ago, the bushes of walking horses and flowers on the bank of the Shrimp West Lake in Yangzhou, chasing each other every night. At that time, it was so wild and unrestrained, the women of the wind and dust were all competing to throw themselves into their arms. When there were too many people, they had to draw numbers to queue up. Now, it was for the Yuanyin gossip plan. They were forced to be the thief who steals fragrance and jade first, and then they wanted to find someone to propose marriage to be the good son-in-law who keeps their duties. In the future, they had to guard their beautiful wife and concubines as new good men. Ah! Life is really impermanent.
There are many singing girls on the Qinhuai River who are engaged in singing. Whether they sell themselves depends on the guests. They ride in the seven-piece and dress up in a colorful manner. Under the lights in front of the cabin, they naturally lure the guests in a slight manner.
Musicians and others hid in the cabin and each boat of singing girls; when it was dark, they kept traveling outside the Dazhong Bridge and kept doing business.
No matter the boats or moored boats, the guys on the boats who were on board stepped into the passenger ships from time to time, and asked the guests to order a few with the spread songs. Bohu and Zhu Shan ordered one or two songs accordingly, but they felt that they were singing ordinary and gave some rewards at will.
Not long after, the boat swept to Dazhong Bridge. The bridge has three arches, all of which are very wide, like three gates. The boats walking under the bridge are very small in size, the bridge bricks are intact, the project is extremely solid, the broad bridge is lined with wooden wall houses, magnificently painted, and there are streets in the middle. At this time, the lights are bright and prosperous.
The boatman saw that Bo Hu and the other two ordered some songs. He thought that the two guests loved to listen to music, so he suggested going to Dazhong Bridge and go to two or three tea-drinking boats in front of him. The girls there really sang well. They sang big songs and other songs every afternoon. There was a time in the evening. Zhushan was particularly enthusiastic about the fun. He clapped his hands and said he would go there.
The closer you get there, the more tempting singing, the more you can see, the more you can see the wonderful sounds that make people cross the Dazhong Bridge, and you will reach the Qinhuai River where the lights and moon shine and the music and music are all night. This is the true face of the Qinhuai River.
The boatman bent the largest one and a half of the luxury pleasure boats near the shore. The cabin was divided into three levels. The middle level was the place where distinguished guests listened to music, the lower level was the place where ordinary tourists listened to music, and the upper level was the place where singing girls sang from afar. Under the bright lights, you can see a very beautiful figure from afar. The upper body was wearing a pink jacket and a light blue long skirt. I heard the prostitute singing the tune of the blue shirt from afar. On the side, there was a piano player holding the huqin music in her hand. She sang loudly and roundly. After a song, the lingering soundtrack was still in the ears, which made people listen and yearn for them. The two of them didn't expect that they could appreciate such a clear song here!
Even though I didn't expect it, it was the virgin wind-facing chicken under Bohu's crotch. He actually pointed to the pleasure boat ahead in the Qinhuai wind and moon. The wind-facing chicken rippled with the waves of Qixizi, like a compass, stubbornly pointed to the top of the pleasure boat, and there was an excellent virgin on it? It seemed that I had to visit it carefully. Under the cover of the night, Mr. Zhu did not pay attention to the indecentness of Xiao Tang, and only focused on using myopia eyes. He tried his best to see the singing girl in the pleasure boat. So Bohu first put the wind-facing chicken abilities and then ordered the boatman to moor Qixizi to the painting boat.
After the singing girl sang a song, someone came to bring tea next to her and sat aside for a rest. She saw two friends moving the side to the center of the cabin, and arranged a Yaoqin on it. I guess the next program is playing the piano.
The guests in the tea boat are talking and talking and laughing
The snack seller shouted loudly, and the whole neighborhood sounded like a vocal voice was in the bustling season. I saw the singing girl standing up again and surprised Bo Hu tonight. How could this singing girl look so kind? Her every move and every move was so friendly and familiar. Isn’t this a long time ago Miss Li Chuanhong, the pink makeup garden for four or five months?
At this moment, the boatman who was one step slower said: In front of him was the biggest Fengyue Painting Boat on the Qinhuai River. The person who sang the song was Miss Li Chuanhong invited from Yihongyuan, Yangzhou. Not only did the song sing well, but the piano was also good.
Bohu couldn't help but remember the time during the secret training in Yangzhou Jiaofangsi, where Li Chuanhong taught beauty, beauty posture, and makeup skills, singing and dancing figures, and was with the girl next door and the sunny girl. It was a wonderful time that I missed. I didn't expect that after a few months, I met again on the banks of the Qinhuai River. It was really a place where I didn't meet in my life.
Wait! Did the Virgin Wind Chicken refer to the preface of this Qing Gongren?
While Bo Hu was thinking about it, the boat suddenly became silent. The girl Chuanhong began to perform again. She saw Chuanhong's beauty as before, but her face was colder than before. She climbed up the platform to raise the platform, sat down straight, adjusted the strings, and then started to play. It was just light and picky at first, and the sound was soft, how to face the breeze.
After one section, it scattered and scattered, and its sound was crisp, like water hitting the river bank. After two sections, it became more and more chanting, just like the sound of the piano played by the light waves on the river. Although it was a normal and very pleasant, Bo Hu could hear the faint miserable and desolate feeling in his ears. Seeing her in front of him, I remembered the conversation with her cousin Xiuhong when he left Jiaofangsi. This pair of bitter love with a harsh life made Bo Hu feel mixed and moved.
So Bohu told the accompanying book boy Tang Qing to take the bag and take out a jade flute from it. He didn't try it out. He leaned on the bright spot under the colorful lights in front of the cabin. The sound of the jade flute inserted into the soft and moist Cong Cong Yaoqin was only heard trembling slightly. The girl Chuanhong on the top of the cabin, while playing the piano, looked around and searching for the source of the flute sound. Finally, in front of the cabin of a Qizi, he saw Tang Jieyuan in white towel and white clothes.
For a moment, the ice and snow on the red face melted, and a little peach rose on their cheeks. The expression was shocked, happy, and angry. It goes without saying that the two met their old friends in a foreign land, and how could they be angry? It turned out that since the Red girl sang with Bohu in Yangzhou Shred West Lake, her value has increased sharply. Especially at the beginning of the year, Bohu, the most famous place in Jiangnan, was hired by several brothels in Qinhuai River to perform their work. It was more than two months ago. If Bohu had cared about Fengyue, he should have come to find her long ago. Why did she appear now?
Alas! It’s really a girl’s heart. She didn’t think so much when she saw Tang Yin. However, when she saw his handsome man, a lot of miscellaneous things popped up in her heart, like what I don’t know if Bo Hu is in good health recently? Is he still threatened by King Ning? Did he remember himself? Has he slept with a famous prostitute recently?
This story is said that Miss Hong didn't know that Bo Hu was carrying the Yuanyin Bagua mission, but just thought that he was still in Lelanghua Street, and was blinded by the willows, pretending to be a romantic figure. How did he know that Tang Yin has changed his behavior and his love saint now?
Chuanhong was thinking about these things in his heart, and there was a noise in the sound of the piano. Fortunately, Bohu was like a crying and complaining flute sound, which corresponded to the sound of the piano in the cracks. After filling in the noise, he led the sound of the piano and the flute to listen roughly. If he played the piano and flute, he would be tuned by himself. If he listened carefully, he would be like a phoenix and phoenix to sing together, and he would be harmonious. Questions and answers
For two months, Bohu has been working diligently, and has been pursuing the daughters of various families and constantly chanting the heads of the Book of Songs. Guan Guan Suijiu is in the Hezhou, a beautiful lady and a gentleman. Now, because he has not been able to find a suitable partner for Yuanyin and Yuanhong, he has long been unable to seek a beautiful lady. He tossed and turned, so he couldn't help but feel in the sound of the flute.
He heard Bo Hu's intention of pursuing his good friend from the sound of the flute. Because he didn't know that Bo Hu was responsible for the important task of gossip, he just thought that he was complaining and sighing where he was returning. Therefore, in the sound of the piano, he chanted less and rubbed less, and he was very ruling, and his fingers were very heavy, which meant that he was a man and a man cheered up his spirits. There was no grass everywhere in the world. Then the sound of the piano was Manyan, and the more he turned, the more relaxed the tune, and the sound of the flute also rose more and more quietly, as if he accepted the rhythm of the piano and walked forward together.
The tourists, boatmen, and friends, have you ever heard such a sound of the sound of the piano and flute in the sound of the sound of the piano and flute? Bohu and Chuanhong made a sound in the Qinhuai wind and moon. Everyone felt that they had no ears and eyes, and felt that their bodies were floating, like the long wind, floating among the clouds for a long time, forgetting their minds and bodies, like dreams and drunk in the trance of the darkness, the piano and flute stopped, and only the river water was around to pat the side of the boat. The sound of the purr and purr on the side of the boat was purring.
After a moment of silence, Zhu Zhishan, who was on the Qizi, came back to his senses and shouted, "Okay, everyone woke up. The applause was thunderous, and the nearby Qizi leaned over and said that the guests wanted to give rewards. Bo Hu served the people and waited for rejection. Zhu Dahu was jealous of money, but when he heard that he had money, he still didn't care whether it was polite. He borrowed a hat from the boatman and turned over and came to a big market. For a moment, the sound of tips falling into the bag was endless. He heard that Mr. Zhu was even more impressive than the sound of the zither and flute.
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