Chapter 143: Although I haven't visited Qin Huai, Qin Huai has my legend

On the Qinhuai River painting boat, Zhao Shouzheng followed the same year's point, and saw another painting boat of similar size, blocked on a small pier of the river building with the banner of "light pink".

More than a dozen people wearing black silk round necks obviously wanted to go upstairs, and the grandmother of the pale pink building led a few large teapots to block the dock.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my girl's appointment has expired, and I really can't pull away." Mama had a smile on her face, but she didn't give an inch.

"Don't come to this set, don't think we don't know, this is your usual trick!" Those lifters spoke with an obvious Zhejiang accent, and their faces were red, obviously swimming in the river and drinking too much.

"Like, where are the guests in the daytime? When we were in Hangzhou, didn't we go to the Qinglou? ”

"We can see the Duke of Yuan, even the governor. Now that I am here from Zhejiang, don't be ashamed! ”

"Hurry up and call Zheng Yanru to come out, you still dare to push back, believe it or not, let's send a letter to Ying Tianfu and tear down your broken river building!"

Zhao Shouzheng has been a son-in-law for so many years, and at a glance, he knows that he is a high-roller from other places, and he doesn't understand the rules of Qinhuaihe, so he is wild in front of the female history building.

Seeing this, he nodded with a smile and said to the crowd: "I will meet them!" ”

In the same year, the group became more and more energetic, and ordered the boatman to directly crash the painting boat into the other party's boat.

Those boatmen were even more accustomed to seeing the wind and jealousy on the Qinhuai River, so they first excused themselves, and when they got the reward, they slowly drove the boat into the painting boat of Zhejiang Juzi.

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With a thud, the two boats collided.

Although the impact was not heavy, the deck was slippery on a rainy day, and those noisy Zhejiang lifters were caught off guard, and they were still staggered one by one, and many people's round-necked robes were splashed with water.

"Hahaha......"

Looking at the embarrassed appearance of Zhejiang Juzi, Ying Tianjuzi laughed heartily.

"The toad still wants to eat swan meat, and he doesn't take care of the Qinhuai River, and look at what kind of bear he looks like!"

"Don't you have long eyes when you sail?"

The Zhejiang lifters looked at it with annoyance, and when they saw that the other party was also a group of lifters, they knew that they had met someone who was looking for fault.

After they lifted themselves, the spring breeze was proud. All the way north to Jinling, everywhere you go, you are sent from afar, and the natural arrogance is flourishing, how can you care about the reason that the strong dragon does not suppress the head snake?

pointed at Zhao Shouzheng, Tang Hezheng and others and scolded.

Ying Tianjuzi was also arrogant, so he scolded them across the boat.

For a time, all kinds of scolding Wu official words flew sideways on the Qinhuai River, attracting pedestrians on both sides of the river to stop, and the cruise ships on the river also stopped to watch the excitement.

Looking at more than 30 people on both sides and scolding the street, people covered their mouths and laughed.

Among the gentry class of the Ming Dynasty, the poor and noble man has the worst reputation, and he is obviously not wronged.

Seeing that there was a pot of porridge on the river, there was a sudden euphemistic and smooth pipa sound from the light powder upstairs.

It's also magical, and the sound of the pipa is half lower. When the tune starts and the pipa sound becomes more and more timeless and clear, there is no human voice outside the fan building and on the river. Everyone held their breath and listened to the pipa music played by the owner of the pale pink building.

In the ups and downs of the pipa, people completely forgot that they were in the smoke and rain of Qinhuai, as if they had come to the open plain with high autumn air and calm wind and flat sand. Looking up, I saw that the clouds were thousands of miles away, the sky was flying, and I looked down and suddenly felt relaxed and happy, and the impetuousness was gone...... One by one, they raised their cockfights, and finally calmed down.

It turned out to be Zheng Yanru, the owner of the pale pink building, who finally calmed down the situation.

She is the Jinling Oiran who was selected last year, and she is very self-respecting. This kind of jealousy between benefactors and guests will only lower her reputation and make her peers laugh at her and can't help it.

When the song ended, the window of Hefang opened, revealing Zheng Yanru's beautiful figure and perfect jade face.

There was a cheer on both sides of the Qinhuai River.

"Okay, Zheng everyone's pipa is really the first in Jinling!"

"It's worthy of everyone Zheng!"

Zheng Yanru was upstairs, blessed everyone, and thanked Zhao Shouzheng and his group first. Then she looked at the Zhejiang Juren on the painting boat, and said lightly:

"Thanks to the wrong love of all the sons, Yan Ru is terrified."

Zheng Yanru's voice, like her pipa, seems to have the magic to conquer people's hearts.

Fang Cai is still flying and domineering, and the unstoppable Zhejiang lifters have all become regular. The leader of the person who looked good was busy and politely reported to his family.

"In Xia Zhejiang, Huang Hongxian is drunk and has no virtue, and everyone is abrupt."

"Brother Huang is the Xie Yuan of our Zhejiang Jinke!" Zhejiang Juzi on the side helped him blow up the conch.

"Zheng, everyone should know that we are the first in the world in Zhejiang Township, and Brother Huang can solve the yuan in this province, which is the best talent!"

It is a recognized fact that the Ming Dynasty is prosperous in literature and education, and Jiangnan is the first in the world. But who is the first in Jiangnan's culture and education, Nanzhili and Zhejiang can both think of themselves. A group of Zhejiang people ran to the territory of Nanzhili to boast about themselves, which naturally caused boos on the Qinhuai River.

"Zhejiang people just love to brag!"

"Can you beat us Nanzhi?"

"You Nanzhili just rely on the large number of people......" Zhejiang Juzi immediately retorted.

"If you talk about the champion Shu Jishi, it depends on us in Zhejiang!"

Seeing that the situation was easy to stabilize and was about to be chaotic again, Zheng Yanru hurriedly played the pipa to attract everyone's attention to herself.

"Zhejiang and Zhejiang are one, and they are both in the south of the Yangtze River, why do you have to divide them?"

"Miss Zheng, it's their Zhejiang people who are rude......"

"Miss Zheng, don't help the locals......"

Zheng Yanru saw that she couldn't get along with the mud, so she smiled and said, "Then let's do it, why don't you compare the two sides?"

"Compare to compare!"

"Than what? Poetry or lyrics! ”

It has risen to the height of the region, and naturally both sides cannot retreat.

"Since it's on the Qinhuai River, it's naturally a word filling." Zheng Yanru covered her mouth and smiled: "It is also convenient for us female histories to sing for the sons." ”

"Okay, Miss Zheng chooses the word card!" The boats on both sides were gearing up and eager to try.

"That's a good ......" Zheng Yanru thought for a while, then smiled: "Recently, on the banks of the Qinhuai River, Xiao Zhao Gongzi's "Butterfly Loves Flowers" has been sung, I wonder if you have heard of it?" ”

"Of course ......I know," the Jinling people responded.

Even among those Zhejiang lifters, some people nodded and said: "Is it 'the most unretained in the world'?" But I have heard of it. ”

"Xiao Zhao Gongzi's words are superb, but if you want to come to Zhujun Toad Palace to win laurels, they are all talented, why not also fill in a song "Butterfly Love Flower", and don't let Xiao Zhao Gongzi be beautiful?"

Zheng Yanru looked at the crowd with a smile, obviously wanting to borrow the talent of Xiao Zhao Gongzi to suppress these Zhejiang lifters who didn't know anything.

"This ......" A group of people in Zhejiang looked at each other, and it was not difficult to fill in a butterfly love flower, but with that little Zhao Gongzi Zhuyu in front, how could they dare to get an axe and humiliate themselves?

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