Chapter 130 1 Poem 4 Poems
Chapter 130 1 Poem 4 Poems
"I don't know what the four girls have to say?" Mother Fang asked the four oirans in a seemingly democratic manner.
"Sister Lan, what do you think?" Xia He looked at Chunlan, but Qiu Ju looked at Dongmei.
These four people are not united, they are still in a competitive relationship, because they are oirans, competing for guests, fame, and everything.
So they were naturally divided into two groups. Poor outsiders always thought that Chunlan Qiuju was in the same group, and Xia He Dongmei was in the same group, but in fact it was just the opposite.
"What's there to think about?" Dongmei said, with a cold air: "The one who won just now comes out and has a competition. Who wins? The four of us sisters will talk with him about poetry, songs, and piano. Chess, calligraphy and painting."
four?
not one?
The guests were a little jealous again.
I don't know who is lucky enough to get the favor of the four oirans today.
"This, is it okay?" Qiu Ju didn't quite agree, "It's better to separate out one, two, three, and four.
Just one, there are so many guests here, all of them are either rich or talented, and there is even the powerful and powerful person on the third floor, it is difficult to handle.
"Why don't you change it?" Chunlan finally said: "What if the four of us can agree to one of his requests at our discretion, such as being alone with each of the four of us for half an hour? Or ask his friends to recite poems with us to fight against each other." ?” The point is the last one, you can invite friends!Who knows if this is your friend?
In case there are noble people who want to do something and get in close contact with them, there is also a step down, so that the one who is the champion will not offend everyone all at once.
Miss Chunlan's suggestion was not only considered feasible by the other three oirans, but even the guests who heard it agreed very much.
Wu Youwei felt that this woman was real, and wanted to set up a chastity archway in the building.
You look so smart, who dares to make you a concubine?After entering 1] Is there any place for the mistress to stand?
Look at the two girls, Xia He and Qiu Ju, they are beautiful enough, gentle enough, and also honest enough, they are like the sisters in everything.
He won't criticize Miss Dongmei, she is simply a wonderful flower cultivated by Qunfang Pavilion!
It is said that playing high-cold in ancient times is really a technical job.
It's also from the high-cold family. Look at the thousands of households of Wantong, that's really high-cold!
After a few words, Fang's mother finally agreed to Miss Chunlan's proposal. The winner can invite two friends to compare their talents with the four oirans.
It was a proposition that interested the men.
The word talent contains too many things.
"Liezi Zhou Muwang" said: "All things breed, and there are many talents."
In many ways, singing and dancing are talents, playing musical instruments is a talent, calligraphy and painting are also talents.
This is good, this can't be better, even some wealthy businessmen present have secretly pulled out their golden abacus, and settling accounts is also a kind of talent.
Among the six arts of a gentleman, there is a "art", which includes "arithmetic"....
Only when there is competition can there be fierceness, and only when there is pressure can there be motivation.
At this moment, all the winners stood up, but the one on the third floor did not. Instead, a servant who looked like a servant came out and gave each of the four oirans a red purse. Wu Youwei felt that the "red envelope" was This way.
"It's not convenient for the master to show up. These four purses are an apology to the four oiran ladies." He took out four gold hairpins: "This is a gift from the master's friend to the four oiran ladies.
It was a red gold hairpin inlaid with precious stones, in the styles of orchid, lotus, chrysanthemum and plum blossom.
Point out that the things given to the lady of the oiran are not allowed to be taken by the Qunfang Pavilion, which is tantamount to giving the oiran's private money.
The four oirans stood up together and said softly, "Thank you for your kindness."
The oirans are all very happy, who doesn't love private money?With private money, he can redeem himself, instead of being a performer, he will have to sell himself when he gets older.
At the same time, the maids around them all went down to collect the presents. This is the private money of the ladies, so they can't reach out to go to the pavilion, otherwise they will be blamed by the nobles.
The young master also asked people to give each of the four oirans a gold ingot weighing twelve taels. The behavior of throwing money was so bold that people couldn't feel disgusted: "I won't go up to join in the fun."
Master Qu didn't come up to join in the fun because he asked his confidante to answer.
Only two people came, Wu Youwei and that Juren.
Now that everyone came up, someone came up with something similar to the lottery in the temple. Inside were flower sticks for the four oirans.
Each of them took one, held it in his hand and looked at it.
On the other side, Wu Ying was finally happy, waving about 1 taels of silver notes that he had received from his mother and himself, and said with a grinning grin: "Finally he came out."
If it's those two people, they still have a follow-up, if it's Wu Youwei, then there's nothing to say, just go ahead!
It wasn't free for him to ask someone to help, at least the more than 1 banknotes were handed over to Zhou Ying to deal with. It is impossible for someone who bribed Qunfang Pavilion to cheat without spending money.
As the largest brothel in Beijing, Chu Guan at the foot of the Son of Heaven, the backing of Qunfang Pavilion is very strong, a little help is fine, but if you want to play tricks on others, or even ruin your reputation, that is another matter.
There are a lot of nobles in Beijing, and there are also a lot of dudes, if something really happens, they Qunfang Pavilion can't afford it.
But this time, there are people on both sides with backers, so they just... help.
Just the two of them, Wu Youwei was sensitively aware of the middle-aged Juren's malice towards him, because they originally greeted each other, and it was only when they gave each other the same name and surname, but after the ceremony, the middle-aged Juren opened the folding fan with a "swish" sound. , Shake, shake, shake, just stay silent.Wu Youwei thought, what are you pretending to be?
Are you sick?
Or is this person just here to provoke? ?
Immediately my heart became wary of him.
"It's the first comparison between two gifted masters. Please choose the questions in the hands of the oirans at will." Fang's mother still smiled and said: "After the four questions, we can decide who is better."
"What if it's a tie?" Wu Youwei had to ask.
"Then add a little requirement on the basis of the four questions." Mother Fang said: "Don't underestimate this requirement."
Wu Youwei understood, it meant to increase the difficulty.
It's a pity that the person who came this time was a middle-aged man, why wasn't it Wu Ying?
"I will choose Miss Chunlan." The middle-aged Juren said, "Please ask Miss Chunlan for the title.
Chunlan took out her own stick for the title, and said: "Please invite the distinguished guest to make a picture, if there are slaves and others, there is a time limit for a stick of incense."
The ancients did not have clocks, nor mobile phones, so they usually measured time by the length of time incense was burned.
How long does it take for a stick of incense?
In ancient times, the time referred to as "one stick of incense" was about two quarters of an hour, which is about three to ten minutes in modern time.
It takes three to 10 minutes to draw four pictures of beauties with their own characteristics. Even if it is an ink painting, it is a bit difficult for others.
The big and small drums on the high platform have been removed, and a case and the Four Treasures of the Study have been brought in.
But just when everyone, including Wu Youwei, thought that the middle-aged man would admit defeat, he stepped onto the high platform and started painting.
Note that this high platform is the big high platform where the drums and small drums have been removed, and the four oirans are still sitting on the small high platform on the second floor.
At the same time, when he was splashing ink, the sound of music sounded again, and a group of dancers came rushing to, danced "Jinghong Dance" and sang "Loudong Fu".
This can not only watch the singing and dancing, but also add difficulty to the painter.
When the singing and dancing were over, it happened that the time for a stick of incense had arrived.
The singer and dancer stepped back, and the middle-aged Juren held up his own work.
I saw that the painting on it turned out to be "Four Seasons and Flowers", which were Chunlan, Xiahe, Qiuju, and Dongmei.
Wu Youwei said heartily: This guy is very good at opportunistic!
Others only thought that he had a clever mind, and the oirans were also very satisfied when they saw that he used flowers as metaphors.
So, this one has passed.
After he passed the level, it was Wu Youwei's turn.
Wu Youwei thought for a while, and chose "Miss Qiu Ju: "Please give me the title.
Miss Qiu Ju opened the inscription in her hand, and she was a little embarrassed after taking a look.
"Miss Qiuju?" Wu Youwei had a good idea in his mind, sitting over there with Wu Ying, could it make her feel better?
And the people sitting on the third floor here may not be easy.
"Please write four poems on the theme of spring, summer, autumn and winter within the time of a cup of tea." Miss Qiu Ju's voice was not loud, but it was enough to be heard.
A cup of tea refers to the time to drink a bowl of tea, starting from serving it, then tasting it slowly, and drinking it all in one gulp.
In fact, it is the time it takes for a bowl of tea to cool down enough to drink.
It takes about 15 minutes in summer, and it’s cold in winter, and it takes less than 10 minutes.
It’s summer, it’s July, and 15 minutes is enough, but it’s really hard for a person to write a set of poems for the four seasons in 15 minutes, disturbed by singing, dancing, and languid sounds .
The poem "Article" written by Lu You in the Southern Song Dynasty said: "Articles are made naturally, and you can get them by chance."
It needs to be in a quiet environment, in the ethereal thoughts, to understand, to think of good sentences, quatrains, what can be written in this group of Fangge?
"This...?" Cheng Pengyun looked at Yang Yiqing.
"Believe in promising." Yang Yiqing said: "His talent can definitely handle it."
Otherwise, why would they set up a bureau?
"Yes." Wu Youwei nodded
Coincidentally, when I was painting just now, there was some ink left in the inkstone, Wu Youwei even saved the time of grinding the ink.
Wu You didn't think about why, just picked up the pen and dipped in the ink, and began to write. Over there, Mother Fang was taken aback, and then quickly slapped her hands.
Singers and dancers appeared again. This time they danced "Water Sleeve Dance" and sang "Beauty Song".
If ordinary men stood among a crowd of beautiful people who were laughing and looking forward to each other and dancing lightly, they probably wouldn't be able to look directly at them.
But Wu Youwei is not!
He finished writing quickly!
Then I sat on the side and watched the singing and dancing.
Fang's mother was a little embarrassed. After receiving so much money from him, he finished writing it at the beginning of the song and dance. She originally arranged for these dancers to interrupt Wu Youwei and interrupt him when they danced and swung their sleeves. train of thought.It would be even better if they could seduce him by the way, but unexpectedly, they didn't give them this chance.In another private room, Wu Ying saw that Wu Youwei had finished writing, and was a little stunned: "Is this the end?" He couldn't just make up two of them, right? "Zhou Ying also doubted for a moment. "If it is just improvisation, what punishment will there be? " Wu Ying asked Zhou Ying.
"According to the rules of Qunfang Pavilion, 1 taels of silver will be paid." Zhou Ying said solemnly: "In Qunfang Pavilion, not everyone can compete with the oiran. So far, they have paid eight oirans, all of whom were paid by some high-ranking officials. The powerful ministers were accepted as concubines, and some even gave birth to children."
This is the confidence of Qunfang Pavilion.
The women who have been trained are really good.
"Then what if he can't get it out?" Wu Ying asked Zhou Ying enthusiastically, her eyes were shining.
"It's not that I can't get it out. People who can come here are either rich or expensive. Even if your little uncle can't get it out, isn't there a rich Jiangnan businessman sitting next to him?" Zhou Ying felt that Wu Ying's You're too petty, that's right, I didn't have a chance to come to this kind of place before, and I don't understand anything. Are you dead when those bustards and thugs are at the door?
Their eyesight, ordinary people can't hide it from them, whether they are poor to show off, or they are the children of rich and noble families, they can tell at a glance, okay?
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