Chapter 186 Missing

After many calls, I came out, and I still hugged my pipa and covered my face halfway.

When Bai Juyi wrote this sentence back then, I wonder if he was implicitly sarcastic about the pipa girl being pretentious and artificial?

Xu Qi'an thought that the courtesan lady named Hongxiu was quite pretentious or had a high opinion of herself?The second half of the tea circumference came late. He chuckled lightly, pinched the wine glass and said:

I was feeling unwell and rested for a while. Don’t be surprised, masters.

I didn't show any signs of drinking a glass of wine as an apology.

However, there are also those who are conscientious and responsible as commanders and play with drinking orders.Well, there were all gongs present, and it was definitely not Yaling, but punching and shaking dice.

The smile on my face is too professional... my waist is always erect, and my body is a little stiff, which means I have not really integrated into the atmosphere... It is more taboo to have physical contact with the drinker. I just touched my little hand, and there was disgust in my eyes...

Summary: Look down on warriors.

Xu Qi'an likes to observe people's micro-expressions and subtle movements.Because these details are reflected to a certain extent in the heart.

This is an occupational disease he left behind back then.

The performance of the Hongxiu girl reminded Xu Qi'an of the first meeting with Fuxiang Caucasian. The courtesan who was famous for the Jiaofang Si Yan was also such a polite and distant attitude on the surface.

But Fu Xiang has a higher professional ethics and is not so obvious that she is not very proud of her performance, while Hong Xiu is a little naked.

Of course, Fuxiang is the courtesan of the Jingcheng Jiaofangsi. Where is the capital?There are many high-ranking officials and nobles, and how can Yuzhou compare to it?

In addition to professional ethics, Hongxiu is naturally extremely beautiful in terms of appearance, with the softness and delicate temperament of a Jiangnan woman.

I always speak with a sound like "女" and "女" and it's soft and soft. When anyone talks to, it's like talking to a lover.

I will play a song for several masters.Hongxiu smiled gently.

Hongxiu Niang’s piano skills are unique in Yuzhou Jiaofangsi. When we come to our Yuzhou Jiaofangsi, we must listen to Hongxiu Niang’s piano sound.The official from the canal transportation yamen immediately praised.

This is like introducing the specialties of your hometown to distinguished guests from afar. It sounds good.

After playing the song, the officials of the Cao Transportation Office smiled and picked up the wine glass: How about you, sirs?

Song Tingfeng was an old fried dough stick. He hurriedly raised his glass and took over the topic: For example, the floating fragrant flower courtesan of the Jingcheng Jiaofangsi is no less.

There is still some gap... Xu Qi'an is not fond of his own good looks, but is simply evaluating from an objective perspective.

Fuxiang's piano skills are as superb as her ventriloquism.

Is it the floating fragrance courtesan whose "sparse shadows slant across the water, and the faint fragrance floats at dusk"?The officials in the Cao Transport Office lit up their eyes.

The journey between Yuzhou and the capital is long, but this poem has been born for a long time, and scholars have communicated with each other, spreading it to scholars in various states.

These two lines of poetry are widely circulated and are more popular than Don’t worry about having no friends in the future, and no one in the world knows you.

That's right.Song Ting Feng said.

Rumor is that Fuxiang’s wife is a beautiful woman in the world.The official from the Cao Transport Office asked in anticipation.

This is the filter of fame. Fuxiang is the most famous prostitute in Beijing. With such a halo on his head, in the eyes of men who are passionate about romantic places, he is simply a goddess with a name only in the sky.

The Hongxiu Lady's smile was slightly stiff and she was a little unhappy.

In her yard, she discussed a big shot in the same industry and talked about it so much, and she felt embarrassed.

Song Tingfeng seemed to have not noticed the displeasure of Hongxiu's wife. He laughed strangely and pointed at Xu Qi'an and said: I'm going to ask him.

Xu Qian said lightly: It's okay, among the beauties I have seen, they can rank in the top five.

When he said this, beauties flashed through his mind: Aunt, Lingyue, Huaiqing, Lin'an, National Master, Chu Caiwei...

Are people talking about it?

Everyone couldn't help but look at Xu Qi'an.

He is really good at joking, and he is really good at joking.The official from the Cao Transport Office said dryly.

It's not a joke, but the taciturn Zhu Guangxiao spoke and explained to his colleagues: Fuxiang is his lover.

...The officials in the Cao Transport Office almost collapsed, and they tried hard to manage their expressions so that they did not laugh at them.

Is Fuxiang his good deeds?The number one prostitute in the capital, would he like you vulgar warriors?

Why don’t you say that the princess is your good friend? Why don’t you say that the mysterious female national teacher is your good friend?

However, bragging in the bar is a cattle master. The officials who came to the canal yamen to accompany the drinks were disdainful and still smiled on the surface.

The vulgar man... The disdain in the eyes of the courtesan Hongxiu Huagu was no longer concealed, but she lowered her head and drank very well, and did not let others see it.

She didn't like martial artists at all, and didn't understand pity at all. She was very rude in her words and actions. She was not like a scholar, who was gentle and elegant, recited poems and wrote opposites, and was also polite to the women in the Jiaofangs.

I didn’t expect that the adults would have such a relationship with Fuxiang’s wife. I wonder if the adults’ name is Gao?Hongxiu said half serious and half mockingly.

The official from the Caoyuan Office stared at her with a reproachful look and hurriedly picked up the wine glass: Drink and drink.

This topic was mentioned here, and Song Tingfeng smiled and said: Ning Yan, fortunately, the boss did not go to Yunzhou with him, otherwise he would definitely not agree to us coming to the Jiaofangsi to have fun.

Xu Qi'an said: This is not seeking pleasure, this is traveling around the mountains and rivers. Next time the boss asks, you will answer him like this.

Ning Yan, this should be his word... Hongxiu glanced at Xu Qi'an a few times.

The tea circumference is over.

The courtesan leaves the seat early, and then there is no sound.

The failure to keep the guest for tea means that she did not like the beating people present.

Don't know how to be proud!A man said in a deep voice.

The officials in the Cao Transport Office were a little embarrassed and were quite angry. They were not targeting the attackers, but Hongxiu.

However, the Jiaofangsi is not under the jurisdiction of the Caoyun Yamen. As one of the six courtesans of the Yuzhou Jiaofangsi, Hongxiu does not need to live a life by looking at the Caoyun Yamen’s expression.

Song Tingfeng waved his hand indifferently: It's okay, so let's go on with the next game?

Xu Qian agreed with Lao Song’s method. He was not fresh in abalone and not sweet in a forced melon.

The group left the yard, and Song Tingfeng and the other two turned to the riverside. With the cover of the night, they stood on the shore to solve the expansion of their bladder.

Song Tingfeng: 8D

Zhu Guangxiao: 8D

Xu Qi'an: 8D

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In the bedroom where the charcoal fire was burning, Hongxiu took a sip of hangover tea, sat in front of the dressing table, and asked the maid who was pushing the door to rub her shoulders.

Madam, they are leaving.The maid chuckled and said: He actually said that Fu Xiang, the first prostitute in the capital, was his favorite. Even Nu Nu could tell that he was talking big.

Hongxiu curled her lips and said lightly: This is the case with martial artists, unbearable vulgarity.

After a while of rest, a maid knocked on the door and said outside: Madam, Mr. Wei took her classmates to book the venue.

When Hongxiu heard this, her face suddenly became clear and she said happily: Greet the young men and let them wait for a while.

After saying that, he quickly urged the maid: Please wait for me to change my clothes and take the most beautiful golden woven dress.

Mr. Wei is the nephew of the prefect of Yuzhou. He is a scholar who is well-read and has a handsome talent and gentle manner.

He changed into a beautiful silk skirt, wearing a jade hairpin and a golden stroll, and Hongxiu, dressed in a good manner, came to the wine room and Yingying gave a gift: Hongxiu has met several young masters.

She naturally sat next to Mr. Wei in white robe, a young scholar, who gave advice on the country and spoke passionately. This is the environment she liked.

Every time at this time, I envy the first prostitute in the capital whom I had never met before but was well-known.

What a lucky thing I am to meet a talented student and receive a poem from him, which will be remembered forever.

A few adults from the capital came just now, as if they were fighting for the more people.While pouring wine for Mr. Wei, Hongxiu talked about this matter and said with a smile:

Some people actually say that the floating fragrant flower courtesan in the capital is his favorite.

The readers here laughed. This is really interesting. How could Fuxiang Lady fall in love with the vulgar martial artist?

Brother Wei went to the capital half a month ago. Have you ever seen the charm of the Fuxiang Courtesan?

I am ashamed to have a tea circumference three times and only saw the Floating Fragrant Flower Courtyard once.When Mr. Wei, in white robe, said this, he showed obsession:

The faint fragrance floats at dusk in the moon and night... As the name suggests, the country is bewitching.

A young man immediately asked: Does the Fuxiang Courtesan look good?

Mr. Wei suddenly said: I remembered something. When I was making tea, I chatted with the drinkers on the table. He said Fuxiang no longer picked up customers, and there were endless guests who made tea every day just to see the beauty.

But Ah, there was a person who frequently went in and out of Yingmei Pavilion... Well, Fuxiang's yard was called Yingmei Pavilion.It is said that this person is Fu Xiang’s favorite.

The young men present had a heart moved: The poet who wrote the poem "The fragrance floats on the moon and dusk"?

Mr. Wei sighed: Who else is besides him?

After a pause, he looked around everyone and said in a tone of sharing the secret: This person's identity is extraordinary.This poem is widely circulated and well-received by everyone in the Confucians, but why the poet is not well-known and no one even talks about it.Don't you find it strange?

This aroused everyone's curiosity and speculated: Is the identity sensitive, can't talk to others?

The Hongxiu Huagu listened with bright eyes, and the one who was most curious about the identity of the poet was her.That was a talented man who could transform the Jiaofangsi woman.

After a moment of discussion with his companions, Mr. Wei pressed his hands and the scene suddenly calmed down.

He shook his head and said: Because that person's true identity is a man who is a man of the gang, not a scholar.

That's true?!Everyone was shocked and suddenly realized.

No wonder the Scholars did not promote the identity of the poet at all, and their tacit choices were forgotten. It turned out that they were a slaughter, not a scholar.

The speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional, and the Hongxiu's heart suddenly sinks.

She opened her mouth and said in a stern voice: What's your name?

Mr. Wei looked at the beauty sideways and said: Xu Qi'an, whose courtesy name is Ning Yan.

Clang... the wine glass fell on the table, then slid to the ground and broke.

Everyone looked at Hongxiu. The beauty's face was pale and her eyes were dull, like a lifeless paper flower.

Just as he was at a loss, Hongxiu suddenly lie on the table, feeling sad and painful, crying with pear blossoms and rain, crying with heartbroken, and her body trembled.