The time was close to midnight, and the bustle in Jiangning City was gradually reaching its peak, and the carriage came from Sufu, crossed the road with a relatively less crowd of people, and when it approached Wuyi Lane, the speed became slowly reduced.

Along the way, the carriage shook outside the countless lively firelight, opened the curtain and looked out out, even on the quiet road on weekdays is very lively at this time, when arriving at the commercial street near Wuyi Lane, the road ahead but see the crowd surging, the carriage is simply like stuck in the quagmire difficult to move forward, a team dancing with a dragon is beating gongs and drums from that side, the young coachman who drove had to park the carriage next to it.

"Sister Xiaochan, it's hard ahead."

This young man is probably a year or two older than Xiaochan, but he still calls her sister. Although it seems that Xiaochan has just been running around with Ning Yi in the past few months, in fact, this little girl and her other two sisters have been exercising under Su Tan'er for many years, Su Tan'er may be in charge of the Su family in the future, and the three maids under her closest friends, even if they are large and small deacons, have to give some face, which is also the reason why she can call a carriage with a little girl. The young man, who had just entered the Su Mansion and had signed a deed of sale for twenty years, knew her identity to some extent, and he was also respectful to her, and looked at the girl who seemed to be younger than him with some curiosity.

"See, I'll get off here, you can go back." Xiaochan opened the curtain and came out, jumped out of the carriage directly, turned her head and smiled at him, and then waved her hand, "Xie Lu, thank you." ”

"I—My name is Dongzhu." The young man plucked up his courage and stammered his name slightly, then looked up and said, "There are too many people in front, I'll send you over." ”

"Brother Dongzhu." Xiaochan smiled and bowed in thanks, then waved her hand and turned around, "No need, it's okay." "Running like a butterfly in the crowd, the little hand could still be seen waving in the air a few times, and then it drowned in and disappeared.

Xiaochan in Suzhou City has already walked back and forth many times, and she is very familiar, and if no matter what extreme situation, in terms of the ability to socialize, do things, and deal with a little trouble, Xiaochan, who looks simple and cute, is actually much higher than the rural boy named Dongzhu. What's more, in such a crowded place, no one will be embarrassed by a little girl who comes out to go shopping and join in the fun.

The noisy sound jumped through the crowd of dragon dancers, and the faint singing sound came from a green building next to it, gathered in the boiling sound of the market, and after a while, there were also people holding a piece of rice paper from the other end of the street and running quickly: "Lichuan Poetry Club, Tang Yu Tang Gongzi's new poems Yongzhu ......" and then posted the paper on the poetry list in front of a store, the surrounding crowds surged, an old man pushing a cart selling tea eggs and mille-feuille cakes smiled to avoid the crowd, Xiaochan also hurriedly avoided the small cart, smiled and followed to the front to see the excitement.

After a few words, Xiaochan hurriedly followed the flow of people to the river at the other end of the street, Wuyi Lane is not far from this street, the alley is relatively narrow, but it is also full of lively atmosphere, the lights are bright and crowded, and near the riverbank, you can already see the most lively Confucius Temple.

This piece of riverside street, is the most brilliant pearl of the whole Jiangning City, the road is full of exquisite lanterns, the six boats of the Puyuan Poetry Club are cruising on the Qinhuai River all night, but at this time, they will definitely pass here, Xiaochan has the experience of participating in the poetry meeting, so he ran directly to this side and waited. She found a treasure shop opened by the Pu family on the side of the road and handed over the invitation, and hurriedly called someone to stop a small boat, and at this time, the golden dragon palace on the water had also appeared far away at the end of the Qinhuai River, and under the backdrop of many painting boats, it was coming this way.

The little boat on the river approached and sailed away from time to time, and then the boat also lightly sailed off the shore in the light, rowing to the huge boat in the middle of the river, the little girl on the bow of the boat gently hooked her fingers in front of her, looking up at the gradually approaching painting boat, and the light of the lanterns on the painting boat gradually illuminated the little girl's cute bag head and slightly longing little face. The sound of music came from the river, and another song and dance inside was about to come to an end, but she didn't feel sorry, it was actually good to be able to come and play, if she could learn a few tunes here...... She remembered how her uncle liked to listen to songs at night...... Well, my uncle will be very happy. ,

The singing and dancing dispersed in the middle of the boat, followed by enthusiastic applause, and then a small boat from the shore brought up several excellent poems from the great poetry meeting, and some of them were accompanied by some praise and evaluation. In fact, there are many programs since the start of the painting boat, listening to the lyrics, listening to the music, guessing the lantern riddles and watching the scenery, always giving everyone the atmosphere and understanding, but at this time, after all, it has entered the most critical stage of this event. Because speaking of which, although tonight's carnival will even be after the ugly hour, that is, after three o'clock in the morning, in fact, after the next hour, the poetry meeting will gradually decline.

The main reason is that most of the old people, or middle-aged people who are in poor health—most of the poets are in poor health—at most, it is at this time of the party, and after this time, they can't support themselves mentally, and it's basically time to go home. In the literary world, it is natural that these people can have a certain reputation, and if they want to be famous tonight and want to get attention, the opinions of these people are the most important. And when they leave, the rest is the game of the real talented and beautiful woman, and the pickle girl can only become the theme after the child, which is equivalent to a grand prostitute party, although in this era when prostitutes are popular, this thing can indeed be put on an elegant name, but the meaning is not as important as before, name and beauty are given to most men in this era to choose, and they will choose to be famous first.

So by this time, all kinds of good poems have come out one after another, in fact, some of the best ones have been passed down in front, there are a few poems of Yongyue tonight, Su Tan'er also copied a few poems on the plain white paper in front of her, and at this time she was talking softly with a Wufu lady she knew next to her.

She actually loves poetry, although she is not good at it, but poets are like modern stars in this era, which girl does not have a little romantic heart in her heart. She is not good at it, so she likes poetry even more, and the feeling of a certain talent swaying in front of everyone naturally makes her heartbeat.

Of course, this is only part of the spiritual pursuit in life, just like many modern MMs like Andy Lau. Although she likes it, she won't show too much in plain life, and her father-in-law Ning Yi shouldn't be very good at poetry, she has made it clear since she read the song "Three Lotus Floating Blue Pond Rafts Can Be Thought", and he himself confessed, but this actually doesn't matter.

After a while, Xiaochan also came over with a maid who was guiding the way.

"Has Xianggong slept?"

"Well, I fell asleep."

"Juan'er Xing'er is there, how about letting them add a cushion and squeeze it?"

"Okay, young lady, I'm over...... Hello Miss Wusan. ”

After saluting with the Wufu girl next to her, Xiaochan trotted in the direction of the two little girls beckoning next to her, at this time Juan'er and Xing'er sat at a short table together, which was full of all kinds of exquisite melons and fruits.

Not far away, Su Tan'er and the maiden of Nawu Mansion got up and walked around. Gatherings like this are usually separated by men and women, and there are screens between them, but of course they are not strict. The Puyuan Poetry Club invited not all of Yunying's unmarried eldest lady, but basically the husband and wife who came with their families, although they were also separated by a part, everyone kept a little etiquette, but walking around on the side, the husband and wife could always meet and talk, Su Tan'er accompanied the Wufu female family to the side of the boat to look at the lights on the shore, and the other party's husband also came over. Wufu is the largest cloth shop in Jiangning, both sides knew each other before, exchanged a few words, and talked about the information about the cloth, Su Tan'er wanted to avoid suspicion and let the couple talk about intimate words first, a field of vision, Xue Jin and the rest of the sons also shook the folding fan over, they wore a bachelor's headscarf, changed out of the general clothing of a businessman, and dressed up as a student.

Xue Jin was a little out of the limelight tonight, and just wrote a poem about Yongyue, which was sung by everyone, and it was one of the most handsome poems in the Puyuan Poetry Club tonight. At this time, when he came over, the man from the Wufu Mansion arched his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Xue, I'm afraid I'm going to win Miss Qilan's favor tonight, congratulations." ”

Na Qilan is a famous prostitute in Qinhuai in recent years, she sells her art but not her body, she is known as a talented and beautiful person, and she has some relationship with the Pu family, so she can be invited this time. She will choose a few poems she likes to sing in the evening, and of course she has a preparation program, but the few poems she chooses to sing are often the most popular at a certain stage of the poetry club. ,

This operation is complicated, not purely talent decides everything, but talent can indeed determine the majority, Xue Jin's poetry itself is good, and his family background is also there, so it is very likely to be regarded as the finale, and if he is favored here, I am afraid that he will also have the opportunity to get close to Miss Na Qilan in the next few months, and be invited to a banquet or talk about poetry and papers, etc., this is a very showy thing, and if he can further get Miss Na Qilan into his hands and break her body into the room, it will be more able to prove the ultimate achievement of his manly charm.

The Qinhuai River has been around for hundreds of years, this kind of story has been there every year, and it can also become a popular topic in a long or short time.

At this time, being praised by others, Xue Jin was humble, and the Wufu lady next to him also smiled: "Xue Gongzi's poems, the concubine is also a little moved when she listens to them." Su Tan'er also liked the poem, and opened her mouth to praise a few words. In fact, the sedan chair carries people, and for those who are really familiar, such as this woman of the Wu family, such as Su Tan'er, they all understand that most of the other party's poems are bought from a famous family to show off.

Xue Jin smiled happily, and said a few words of humility, and the two sides talked, then Xue Jin said: "It's a pity that Brother Ning didn't come, otherwise seeing such a grand occasion, he would definitely be able to have a good ......."

Su Tan'er frowned. A few people seemed to be talking happily here, and a middle-aged man from the Pu family, who was the master of the family, also came over, this person was the younger brother of the head of the Pu family, named Pu Yangyu, who had also been lifted in his early years, and he also had some talent. He himself was walking around to entertain everyone, and at this time he inserted the topic with a smile and asked what everyone was talking about, Xue Jin explained, saying that Su Tan'er's Xianggong Ning Yi was originally going to come, but unfortunately it happened to be infected with wind and cold in the past few days, which was a pity, otherwise Ning Yi's talent and the like.

"I see that it may not be, I heard that although Ning Yi has been studying for a few years, he is just a mediocre talent, and it is the same whether he comes or not." A man from the back spoke.

Xue Jin turned his head with a smile: "Brother Feng, don't talk nonsense, Brother Ning's demeanor and bearing, I have also seen it, the Su family has been looking for it for thousands of times, and then they chose Brother Ning......"

Su Tan'er's husband Ning Yi is not very talented, and the people of Wufu who have some friendship with Su Tan'er are knowledgeable, so when he was talking, although he also asked about Ning Yi's body, it would not involve poetry and literary talent, at this time, looking at each other's performances, the two people of the Wu family naturally understood Xue Jin's thoughts. Xue Jin pursued Su Tan'er before, and came to the door to propose marriage to no avail, with some resentment and some tricks, to be honest, the performance is not technical, but the effect will not be discounted, if you continue to talk like this, maybe tomorrow there will be a burst of remarks in these small circles that Su Tan'er is marrying a waste, the woman of the Wu family gave the minister a look, and wanted him to take a little cut, but the man saw it, but hesitated for a moment, and didn't know what he was thinking. Su Tan'er smiled, and was about to speak, and Xiaochan came out from next to her.

"Yes, my uncle is very good at writing poetry." She was originally playing and eating with Juan'er Xing'er, holding a piece of pastry and planning to repeat the magic that Ning Yi taught her, but she wore it, and the pastry also fell to the ground, and then the three of them also noticed the situation here, Juan'er Xing'er said that the son of the Xue family had bad intentions, Chan'er thought about it, and leaned over at this time, "Uncle also wrote a poem tonight." ”

As soon as the little girl's words came out, Xue Jin over there and Su Tan'er over there were stunned, and after a while, Xue Jin laughed: "Oh, Brother Ning also has a big birth?" Great, just take it out and look at it with everyone. ”

He looked surprised and frank, in fact, he had already smiled in his heart, so what Ning Yi is to learn He has already inquired, after reading so many books, poetry can be written, but what will become when it is written, it is difficult to say, at this time, I just thought that Xiaochan did not know how to appreciate. If you take the situation before, there may be a few people gossiping, but it doesn't mean much in fact, but if a bad poem is really taken out for everyone to "taste", what effect will it have, then it will be completely solid.

"yes, okay." Xiaochan nodded, took out the folded paper from her clothes, and chattered, "At night, my uncle was uncomfortable and wanted to listen to Xiaochan sing, so Xiaochan took a poetry book and asked my uncle to choose one." But my uncle said that I didn't like those very much, so I wrote a song myself, na, this is it, Xiaochan copied it down......", I don't like those very much, so I wrote one myself...... The tone was so loud, Su Tan'er and Puyang Yudu next to him frowned, only Xue Jin smiled brighter and more sincerely. Xiaochan said, handed the note paper to Su Tan'er, who looked doubtful, Su Tan'er looked at the rice paper, made sure that there were indeed words, and then looked at Xiaochan, and then officially turned back to the rice paper, her lips opened lightly, and she silently read the words on it while reading.

Halfway through the reading, the speed of the light opening of his lips slowed down, but the eyes in his eyes gradually became more complicated, and finally settled, and glanced at Xiaochan again, before returning to continue to recite the poems on the paper, Xue Jin smiled in front of him, stretched his neck and looked at it, although he couldn't see it, he was still very happy......

What's the use of meditating, anyway, you still have to take it out for everyone to see, I'll just read it for you when the time comes, ha!

As if in the mood of a successful prank, he thought happily.

After a while, a large canopy of fireworks rose on the side of the hull, and in the magnificent flames, Su Tan'er handed over the words.

"Please ask Uncle Puyang to comment on ......"

Pu Yangyu had already seen the clue, and nodded and smiled at this time. He is very fond of the Miss Su family, who seems to be weak and actually does not let the eyebrows, even if there is a husband who has little talent in the family, it is also a common thing, but Xue Jin Meng Lang is mean, which makes people unhappy, and he decided at the moment that even if the poetry is not good, he must say a few good words and try to be round. He took the poem and looked down, already thinking about what kind of evaluation to use.

The fireworks rose, and others were waiting for his first comment, Xue Jin smiled elegantly and was gentle and humble. Su Tan'er glanced at him, her eyes fell back on the paper in Puyang Yu's hand, and she bit her lower lip gently.

When the flames are bright and extinguished, the eyes are complicated and indescribable......

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