In later generations, a beautiful song can make an unknown singer popular overnight; In ancient times, a wonderful poem that was handed down from generation to generation could also make the Qinglou woman worth a hundred times, and even flow "Fang" for a hundred years. Because of this, the female singers of the Qinglou will flock to those talents, and try their best to get poetry from the talents to raise their value.

At the Shangyuan Festival Literary Meeting, Yang Xianxian Yang took the opportunity to ask Xu Jin for a song, and the same was true of Wang Luzhu in front of him, and he asked Xu Jin for words when he opened his mouth, obviously planning to make himself famous before the Oiran Competition.

"Haha, the beauties begged each other, how could Lord Xu bear to refuse, or as Miss Luzhu wished." Governor Jiang laughed loudly.

In the face of the soft words of the flower beauty, it is indeed difficult to refuse, and this woman's ventriloquist is really amazing, but it is also worth copying a word to send it, anyway, it is just a gesture, so Xu Jin smiled and said: "I have nothing to do, but I don't know what kind of words the green bead girl wants to beg?" ”

Wang Luzhu smiled: "As long as it is made by Lord Xu, the little woman likes it." ”

This woman is a delicate character, and she very obediently did not give Xu Jin a qualifier or content, so that her mind is open, and it is easier to do.

Xu Jin pondered for a moment, took a drink from the wine glass, and said with a smile: "Since this is the case, then the official will dip a song "Butterfly Love Flower" in his mouth." ”

Wang Luzhu's eyes couldn't help but light up, surprised by Xu Jin's quick thinking, and he actually had a draft in such a short time, and said with anticipation: "The little woman listens." ”

Xu Jin stood up under the gaze of everyone, and said slowly: "After reading the bitterness of parting from the end of the world, I don't return, and the flowers are like promises." The bottom of the flowers looked at each other without saying a word, and the green window was twilight in spring.

To tell the acacia lamp, a wisp of new love, a thousand wisps of old hatred. The most important thing is that the world can't stay, and Zhu Yan is a flowery tree. ”

The smile on Wang Luzhu's face gradually disappeared, and she couldn't help but recite lightly: "The most important thing is that the world can't stay, and Zhu Yan is ......!" ”

Jiang Ping and Shi Haoran glanced at each other, they were both genuine Jinshi, and their knowledge level was not bad, so they naturally understood that Xu Jin's words were not bad, especially the last two sentences, which can be called a stroke of genius, and it is obviously another masterpiece that has been handed down to the world. Sure enough, there is no weak person under the fame, and Xu Ziqian's poetry is not in vain.

The most irretrievable thing in the world is the gradually aging beautiful face in the mirror, like the flowers on the tree, withering and falling......

There is no doubt that Xu Jin's first word is lamenting that youth is irretrievable, and you will eventually grow old if you are as beautiful as a flower, and a dusty woman like Wang Luzhu who relies on eating youth rice was naturally poked into tears all of a sudden, and couldn't help but feel a faint sadness, and the originally bright starry eyes also dimmed.

"Good words, it is rumored that Lord Xu's poetry is unique, and it is not a waste of fame!" Shi Haoran clapped his hands and exclaimed, and the gentry also applauded.

Wang Luzhu glanced at Xu Jin resentfully, this song "Butterfly Loves Flowers" is indeed a good song that has been handed down to the world, but he is ambitiously preparing to seize the Oiran, but Xu Jin made such a sad poem for himself, it is obviously a blow to people's confidence, hum, it must be intentional!

This is a wrongful copy of Lord Xu, people are searching for dry intestines, but this is really the only one that can get it, and it is "reasonable".

Although Wang Luzhu is not very satisfied, this is indeed a good song that has been passed down to the world. In particular, the two sentences with profound meanings of "the most can't stay in the world, Zhu Yan is a mirror and a tree", are so beautiful that they make people sad, they are really beautiful!

"Thank you Lord Xu for your words, the little woman is grateful." Wang Luzhu faced Xu Jin Yingying.

The reception banquet did not end until nearly eight o'clock in the evening, and the guests left one after another, and Xu Jin also returned to his residence under the escort of his two brothers-in-law and Jin Yiwei.

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Under the cover of night, the bustling city of Yangzhou has been quiet, and ordinary people have long slept peacefully, but the lights on the Surabaya River are bright, and the sound of silk and bamboo is lingering.

As far as the eye can see, you can see that the willows on both sides of the Surabaya River are like smoke, and almost every other distance there are moored boats, and lanterns are hung on the bow and stern, illuminating the range of several feet nearby.

In the center of the river, there are many flower boats cruising back and forth, and the boats are carrying the sound of drinking and playing, playing the piano and playing the flute. Generally, there are guests on the moving flower boats, and the flower boats moored on the shore are waiting for the guests to come to the door.

Of course, there are exceptions, for example, there is a beautiful flower boat moored next to the Tongsi Bridge at this moment, and only a lantern is hung on the stern, which indicates that the host here does not receive guests today.

Ding-buzz...... Ding-buzz......

The sound of the piano came from the boat, and the owner seemed to be practicing, or composing a new tune.

At this moment, the red candles in the cabin of the flower boat were burning, illuminating the room as bright as day, but I saw a graceful girl in a green dress sitting in front of a guqin, her hands were as bright as frost and snow, and her ten fingers like freshly peeled spring onions were rubbing back and forth on the strings.

This girl is about nineteen or twenty years old, and she is really born with a red face and a peerless style, with a pair of bright eyes like spring flowers, and she exudes an aura from head to toe.

This woman is not another person, it is Wang Cuiqiao, who Xu Jin had a relationship with back then, and now she is the most popular famous prostitute in the Qinhuai River area, and has won the title of Jiangnan Oiran for two consecutive years.

So far, no one among the seniors in the same industry has been able to win this award, because the peak years of the Qinglou woman are only a few years, and after twenty they are considered old, and their popularity has begun to decline, and there is basically no hope for them to win the Oiran after the age of twenty.

Wang Cuiqiao is exactly nineteen this year, this is the last time she will participate in the Oiran Competition, and the Xiuchun Building to which she belongs is already training a successor for her.

In fact, since the end of last year, Wang Cuiqiao has been preparing for the Oiran Contest in early March this year, which involves a lot of money, and the consequences are not something that she can afford as a weak woman, and it is about the rest of her life, and she must go all out to win the Oiran.

Although Wang Cuiqiao has won two consecutive Oiran, she does not dare to take it lightly, because the opponent who competes for the top prize is strong, and she does not have much advantage in comparison, and she is not sure of victory.

Wang Cuiqiao has a quiet temperament, but she is a smart and talented woman, she knows that if she wants to win the championship, she must come up with a new work that makes people shine, if it is just fried cold rice, she will definitely lose. So during this time, Wang Cuiqiao has been racking her brains to create new songs, but unfortunately she has no clue so far, and there are only ten days left before the Oiran Competition.

At this time, there was a sudden noise on the shore outside the boat, and Wang Cuiqiao's inspiration that had just been touched was interrupted instantly, and coincidentally, a string was also broken, making a piercing sound.

Wang Cui's eyebrows frowned lightly, and he took the bleeding index finger into his mouth. At this time, the maid Qiu Yan walked in, and when she saw this, she hurriedly ran over and said, "Miss hurt your hand?" ”

"It's out of the way, it's just a small injury!" Wang Cuiqiao shook her head and chuckled, her smile was still as infectious as it was at the beginning, like a spring breeze on her face.

"Miss, let's rest early tonight, don't burn your body, the gains will outweigh the losses." Qiu Yan brought warm water to wash Wang Cuiqiao's hands, and advised.

Wang Cuiqiao sighed lightly and said to herself: "It's good that the body is broken, and no one will worry about it." ”

Qiu Yan said distressedly: "Miss, don't say such frustrating words, as long as Miss can win the championship this time, she will be free, and then the maid will be able to get some light." ”

Wang Cuiqiao said apologetically: "Qiu Yan, I'm not sure I can win the championship this time. ”

Qiu Yan froze for a moment, and said with a little anger: "Miss, just now Wang Luzhu passed by our flower boat, and it is said that he just participated in the reception banquet of Qincha, and he got a new song. Hmph, this is obviously cheating, the prefect of Yangzhou favored Wang Luzhu, and no one invited her, so he invited her to the reception banquet. ”

Wang Cuiqiao is not surprised at all, because the consortium behind Wang Luzhu is a Jin businessman, and the Jin businessman is rich and powerful, and he is familiar with Jiang Ping, the prefect of Yangzhou, so it is normal to invite Wang Luzhu to participate in the Qincha reception banquet.

"Do you know what new words Wang Luzhu has gotten?" Wang Cuiqiao asked with a calm expression, compared to the new words that Wang Luzhu obtained.

Qiu Yan was even more angry when she heard this, took out a piece of paper from her arms and handed it to Wang Cuiqiao and said: "This is specially given by people when they pass by, let the maid give it to Miss for your appreciation, it is said that this poem was written by Xu Jin, the master of the Qincha." ”

"It's him!" Wang Cuiqiao couldn't help but have a picture in his mind, a handsome young man dressed as a child, holding the railing and singing a song "Linjiang Immortal" facing the Ganjiang River.

Wang Cuiqiao couldn't wait to open the note, this was Wang Luzhu's transcription of "Butterfly Love Flowers", she was deliberately showing off to her old opponent.

"After reading the bitterness of parting at the end of the world, I don't return, and the flowers are as promised. The bottom of the flowers looked at each other without saying a word, and the green window was twilight in spring.

To tell the acacia lamp, a wisp of new love, a thousand wisps of old hatred. The most important thing is that the world can't stay, and Zhu Yan is a flowery tree. ”

Wang Cuiqiao finished chanting this poem softly, and the whole person was stunned for a moment, and sighed lightly and said: "The most important thing is that the world can't stay, and Zhu Yan is a flowery tree." Xu Gongzi said all the flavors, alas...... Since ancient times, famous generals have been like beauties, and they are not allowed to see white heads in the world. Wang Luzhu has this word in hand, if he composes another good song, I am afraid that this Oiran will not have a chance with me. ”

Qiu Yan hurriedly said: "Why don't you ask Xu Gongzi for a good song, Xu Gongzi shouldn't refuse Miss." ”

Wang Cuiqiao shook his head and said: "It's just that they met each other in the past, how can they ask for lyrics and songs with a shy face." ”

"Miss, you can't say that, Miss and Xu Gongzi are old acquaintances after all, Xu Gongzi also painted a portrait of Miss back then, not to mention that Wang Luzhu can ask for it, why can't Miss ask for it?"

"There is no need to bring it up again." Wang Cuiqiao shook her head resolutely, she has a calm temperament, she is actually quite proud in her bones, since Wang Luzhu used Xu Jin's words to demonstrate to her, she would not ask Xu Jin for words again.