Chapter 830: Journey to Jiangnan (6)

As the night gradually sank, on the Qinhuai River, where the water flow was gentle, those delicate painting boats shuttled back and forth like weaving. Fuqin blows the flute, and the sound of poetry and singing is endless.

The brightly lit painting boats on the Qinhuai River and the Qinglou Chu Pavilion on both sides of the river flashed with attractive bright lights in the night. It contrasts with the stars above the night. If you look at it from the sky at this time, you can feel the unique and prosperous charm of this famous city in the south of the Yangtze River in this time and space.

No matter how extreme prosperity is, it always comes from different contrasts. For Gaoyang, who has seen the extreme scenery and prosperity of the modern city, no matter how prosperous Jiangning Mansion is, it is just that. On the contrary, Zheng Xiujing looked like a curious baby with great interest, and her beautiful big eyes flickered to look at everything around her.

Women's curiosity, men don't understand.

It is natural that after dinner, it will not be a poor family to wander around on the banks of the Qinhuai River. Most of the people you see along the banks of the river are well-dressed. The demeanor and conversation are also a little less submissive. Perhaps it is much more affluent than the north in terms of economy, and the people in the south of the Yangtze River feel more confident than the north just by looking at it.

In fact, Gao Yang already had some understanding of Jiangnan in this era before.

It's different from the impression of the land of fish and rice in his mind. In the Jiangnan region, where small-scale industrialization has already emerged and the cotton spinning industry is extremely developed. There are not many paddy fields left where rice is actually grown.

The land of fish and rice, which has always been passed down by word of mouth, has now been cultivated in many fields and has been turned into cash crops. The sales of silk and cotton in the Jiangnan area are very large, and the profits are relatively high, and the cultivation and manufacture of these cash crops have great added value. Correspondingly, there is a significant reduction in the number of fields available to grow food.

Those who do this are indeed able to make a lot of money. But in this day and age, giving up growing food is tantamount to giving up your own rations. Once there is any natural disaster**, can those hard silver still fill the stomach? !

"Ahh At this time, there is a private room on the second floor of this painting boat. Zheng Xiujing, who was sitting next to Gao Yang, suddenly stretched out her finger and pointed to the river not far away, and shouted in surprise: "What is that?" ”

Gao Yang raised his eyebrows and looked at Zheng Xiujing's arm. It turned out to be a fishing boat. And what made Zheng Xiujing scream was the osprey on the fishing boat!

Not far from the river, on that quaint little fishing boat. The fisherman with the hat is holding on to the long penny and pushing the fishing boat slowly. There are also several black-feathered ospreys with sharp beaks parked on the gangs on either side of the fishing boat. The unpolluted water of the river is still crystal clear as far as the eye can see. You can see fish swimming freely.

With a wave of the penny in the fisherman's hand, several ospreys quickly burrowed into the water. There was a wave rolling in the clear water, and even from this distance, you could see the black osprey sneaking quickly in the clear water. When they resurfaced, their mouths and necks were visibly bulging, and one of them had a rapidly swinging fishtail in its mouth.

The fisherman, who was visibly happy, stretched out his penny and put the osprey on the fishing boat. Holding a woven bamboo basket against the osprey's beak, a large thick hand squeezes the osprey's neck, and a fish falls into the basket.

The fisherman, who had a good harvest, covered the bamboo basket. Hanging from the side of the fishing boat, half of the bamboo basket is submerged in the water, which is supposed to keep the fish alive. The price of live fish is not the same as that of dead fish. After resting for a while, the osprey then started the next catch.

"That's an osprey, it's domesticated to catch fish." Gao Yang said softly.

"It's amazing." Zheng Xiujing, who had never seen such a scene, looked at Gao Yang with curiosity: "Why don't those ospreys eat the fish?" ”

"They can't swallow a rope tied around their necks." Gao Yang smiled and said.

"It's so interesting here." Zheng Xiujing's bright eyes flashed and said with a chuckle.

"If you like it." Gao Yang nodded slightly and looked out the window. At this time, the painting boat had already sailed into the prosperous place in Jiangning City. The houses and shops on both sides of the river bank are next to each other, densely populated, and there is an endless stream of pedestrians, cars, and sedan chairs on the road.

The turtles who were doing chores on the painting boat respectfully carried a plate full of various melons and fruits snacks. There were also a few delicate side dishes delivered. There are also two jugs of fine wine.

"Poof!" Zheng Xiujing, who was on the side, couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle out loud after seeing the wine.

Crystal clear glasses and bottles with dark red inside. It's clearly wine.

In this era when the trade between the East and the West was not yet developed, this wine was definitely considered a good wine. It's just that. Putting this thing in front of Gao Yang and Zheng Xiujing always makes people feel like they can't help but want to laugh.

What seems to be extremely valuable to people here, they don't know how much they have drunk for a long time.

Several turtle men bowed their heads and retreated, Gao Yang frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "The few people below are my family, go and serve in a good life." "Gao Yang's guards can't all come up, and select a few of the most elite to guard Gao Yang in the lower cabin as guests. And Gao Yang has always taken great care of his own people.

"Yes." A few turtles responded.

After a pause, Gao Yang then asked, "Play a tune, why haven't people come yet?" ”

"Childe." A turtle who seemed to be the leader showed a flattering smile on his face and said, "Miss Mingyue is one of the few Qingqi people on the Qinhuai River. Naturally, it's time to play the piano for the male. ”

"Can't wait?" Zheng Xiujing, who had just picked up a clove of apple, looked around. Glancing at Gao Yang, he asked with a hint of sourness in his words.

"......" Gao Yang originally just thought that these dusty women had such a big shelf. It's just that they have been waiting for so long, and they are just dissatisfied. Hearing Zheng Xiujing's lightly sour words, what else could he say? can only smile helplessly.

After several turtle males withdrew. Gao Yangcai looked at Zheng Xiujing helplessly, and said softly, "You want to come and see the fresh." I've never been to a place like this. ”

Zheng Xiujing snorted, turned her head and concentrated on eating the exquisite fruit, no longer looking at Gao Yang. It's just a woman's natural instinct. has been together for so many years, she naturally knows Gao Yang's character and vision. There is no long-term relationship, no affection as a basepad. It's not easy to impress Gao Yang if it's just beautiful! His current vision is not ordinarily high.

"Since you're here, let's take a good look." Gao Yang took the apple in Zheng Xiujing's hand with his mouth. I chewed a few bites and swallowed it. said with a smile: "Look at the clear buildings on both sides of the river outside, those are not of any grade." The girls are showing up to solicit customers, which is where the low-grade is. This kind of place is called Goollan, and this is how it came to be called the place of Goolan when low-level brothels were later called. ”

"I know so much." Zheng Xiujing glanced sideways, pursed her lips, and said.

By this time, the sky was already dark. Looking at the boat from the boat, the water is crystal clear, and you can see happy swimming fish everywhere in the water. Weeping willows are planted all over the riverside, and some willow branches hang low and are close to the water, and the evening breeze blows and brings ripples on the river. The scenery is truly delightful.

The boat continued on its way, and soon left the bustling fence. At this moment, the architectural style of the Qinglou houses on both sides of the river bank is obviously different from before.

Zhu Liang is sparse, carved beams and painted buildings, and the pane bamboo curtains facing the street are light yarn. There are all kinds of flowers and plants planted on the shore in front of the house, and occasionally dotted with some strange stones, which are elegant and have a unique flavor. There are no dusty women with heavy makeup to laugh and solicit customers outside, which is obviously a high-end place.

"The scenery here is very good, much stronger than that of Jingshi." Zheng Xiujing's interest was obviously very high, and she said a little cheerfully, "Why are the women on TV here who shake their handkerchiefs and shout 'Uncle is here to play'?" ”

Gao Yang stretched out his hand to cover his forehead, shook his head slightly and said, "I won't watch those costume dramas in the future." When Zheng Xiujing is not working, she likes to stay at home and watch TV with Gao Yang's mother. It seems that this is not less poisoned.

Zheng Xiujing pouted, and quickly asked curiously: "I watch TV and say that the dusty women of this era are all performing arts and not selling themselves. Is that the case? ”

Gao Yang hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled indifferently. Leaning close to Zheng Xiujing's ear, looking at the cloud-like hair in her ear, he chuckled and said, "It is the Qingqi people who sell their art and not their bodies, and the ones who sleep with them are the Hongqi people." When the Qing people arrive, they will also be red people. ”

Feeling the high sun close at hand, with a warm breath. Zheng Xiujing's fair cheeks quickly flew away, and a faint flush flew away. Quietly reached out and stretched out his hand to Gao Yang's waist.

Gao Yang's expression was straight, and he straightened his waist and was about to say something. Suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps 'kicking and kicking' outside.

The beaded curtain at the staircase of the private room is lifted. The old bustard, whose hand speed was so fast that Gao Yang couldn't see clearly, finally pulled a woman in a snow-white plain dress and walked in.

He looked like he was only fifteen or sixteen years old. He looks very watery and has a graceful body. Emei is beautiful, her eyes are emotional, and her makeup is also very elegant, which looks very beautiful. It's just too young. Behind her, a maidservant girl held a guqin.

As a few people entered, a faint aroma of rouge soon wafted through the air. Gao Yang nodded slightly.

The old bustard stepped forward with a smile on his face and said, "Let the two sons wait for a long time." This is our daughter Mingyue. Since he was a child, he has been learning piano, chess, calligraphy and painting from famous teachers, and he is knowledgeable. The talents in this Jiangning Mansion are all like it. ”

"Mingyue has seen two sons." There is a slight gentle Wu Di accent in the crisp, and just speaking is like singing. It seems that those who can make the first card really have two brushes.

"If you have a good tune, play it and listen to it." Gao Yang opened the folding fan handwritten by Tang Yin on the table, nodded slightly, and said.

The origin of this fan is not ordinary. It is not only Tang Yin's own inscription of poems and paintings, but also the objects that he himself has used for a long time. It's just that after his death, he was naturally sold by his descendants for silver.

Gao Yang was in the mansion of Wei Guogong two days ago, and inadvertently said that Tang Yin's things were good. The new Duke of Wei, who was anxious to tie up with Gao Yang, quickly found Gao Yang a lot of Tang Yin's good things.

Gao Yang was not very interested in those calligraphy and paintings, but this fan was very much to his liking. At this time, it is just the right time to take it out and put it into a pack of thirteen. (To be continued)