Chapter 18: Narrow road

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"I was fortunate enough to have participated in the Yalan meeting. The Liu Niang of Qi family is really beautiful." Another gentleman shook his folding fan.
The white man retracted his eyes and asked: "Is Qi Liu Niang, the first beauty in Suzhou?"
When the first beauty appeared in a few words, several celebrities immediately came together. The words were nothing more than praises for their appearance. Two people made poems. When everyone cheered, they found Xiao Er and took paper and pencil. I plan to write it down to the Arran meeting that is being held upstairs. Maybe I will be invited to be in the past!
Yan Yan’s appreciation of poetry is really limited. At present, the Tang poetry and Song poetry are not more than twenty, including "Wu Wo Day Noon". Therefore, compared to the atmosphere of this art, Yan Yan is more interested in the Wumei drink in front of him.
In spring, there are Fufang drink, Gui drink, peach blossom drink, summer with yoghurt drink, ebony drink, drink in the Sui and Tang Dynasties pay attention to color, fragrance, taste, and drink different kinds according to the season, but also pure natural green and no pollution.
People in Chang'an area prefer buttermilk, but most people in southern China do not like the strange smell of buttermilk. Relatively, they prefer to drink like ebony.
Yan Yan sipped a small mouth, the sweet and sour ebony pulp entrance, mouth tongue Shengjin, this ebony pulp does not know what method to use to save, actually some cool feeling, summer drinking is most suitable.
The dishes are on the way, the dishes in Jiangsu and Zhejiang are light and savory, with a hint of sweetness in the salty, and Yan Yan does not like it. In addition, the summer appetite is not good, and Yan Yan only eats very little.
Xu is that Yalan Shedo is a gathering of people, so even in the lobby downstairs there is no buzz, at most only talking about current events, arrogant and elegant.
"Which is the masterpiece of "The Beauty Preface"? The ladies have please." A clear voice rang on the stairs.
Suddenly the voice stopped in the hall. Everyone looked at the woman standing on the edge of the stairs. She was wearing a pale green chest-flowing flower skirt and holding her eyes. She was about fifteen or six years old and had a good look. Although it is a costume of a waiter, it is extraordinary, and at a glance it is known from the famous door. Everyone looks at each other and is invited by Yalan, a big face!
"It's under the slap." The white man sitting next to Yan Yan got up and arched his hands, with a faint smile on his face, a sultry, a genius, and no way to admire the coveted description of the beauty.
On the aunt's face, with a faint smile, he screamed at him. "Lang Jun, please come with the slave."
Yan Yanmei slightly picks up, she does not understand poetry, but often said that if he looks at the white man, he can imagine that the poem he made is not a touting of flowers, or a horse of the thousand squares. Can also be seen by the noble ladies of the Yalan, showing the appreciation level of these noble women...
The Tang Dynasty was an era of poetry, and Xu was just the beginning of the rise of poetry in the Qing Dynasty. Yan Yan thought.
"Jing Xiong is really good luck!" sighed with the white man.
Everyone is awkward, or biting or envious.
Yan Yan also ate almost, and called Xiao 2 to check out and leave.
At this time, the people in the hall could not participate in the Yalan meeting, so the attention was placed on the face that just came out from the inside, especially the late green did not bring power, a pair of Danfeng eyes, Qiong nose and lips, very good. At one time, it has aroused many people's interest.
Those naked eyes, let the late green smoldering up, but she also has a sense of proportion, this is not the 冉fuzhuang, because she can not wild, had to swallow a sulking gas, with the Yan Yan go outside.
Late green was a bit distracted, and when I got to the door, I didn’t even hit someone.
Snapped!
"Is it blind!" Waiting for the late green to apologize, the man slaps in the face of the green and white.
A loud bang, not only hit the night green, but also a group of scholars in the church also for a moment.
Yalanshe is the favorite gathering place of the scholars. Those who don't understand the elegant style feel sour and sorrowful, too lazy to come here, the poor people can't afford it, so the atmosphere in the store has always been harmonious, and the vulgar language has never been heard. Adapted to it.
"Slaves don't check for a moment, please Lang Jun forgives!" Late in the dark, he didn't have long eyes, and quickly gave the angry grandfather a sin.
The powers in the city abound, and a slap in the face can shoot five, and the late green, even if there is a big courage, do not dare to blame.
Yan Yan walked in front of him, and when she was shocked, she saw a young man dressed in blue wide-sleeved brocade robes, and her eyebrows were irritated and unreasonable. He is a rare beautiful man, but Yan Yan has never appreciated the beauty of the man.
Looking at the green side of the cheeks, the cheeks are high and swollen, and the lips are cold and cold, and the words "Scum!"
A man who can't help but say that he is a man is not a scum.
"What do you say!" Jinpao man was furious when he was on the scene, grabbed the clothes of Yan Yan in one hand and took her to the front.
When the evening green was in a hurry, he slammed from the ground and pulled the man's hand. "You have the temper to rush me, don't move my mother!"
The strength of the late green, where the enemy had a man, the hand of the blue-ribbed violent, holding the clothes of Yan Yan, did not move.
The people in the hall also felt that the man was too much, but they all recognized that this person was the sorrow of Qin Shangzuo, Qin Musheng. In the morning, I just heard that I was killed in the Caixiu Pavilion. When I saw it in the afternoon, I saw that it was the mountain. So no one dared to do the second Han Langjun. The church was quiet.
Yan Yan snorted and said in a word: "There was a pair of skin sacs, and only gas knows to scatter on women. Isn't it scum? Whoever sins you, who makes you angry, dare not retaliate, only in Fire at the side, not what scum is!"
Sentences, screaming, more embarrassing than a loud slap.
Qin Musheng felt that he had been particularly bad luck recently. The family said that he was a prostitute, and he said that he was dying of illness. In the morning, he only smashed the Han family’s small meal. Who knows that the life is thin, but he died. It was found that it was poisoned to death, but he was very stuffy in his heart. Only then did he have to drink wine and go to sulking, but he was stunned by a little girl.
"Which mother are you?" Qin Mu was angry, but pressed down the mood of anger, coldly asked.
This sentence suddenly reminded the late green, the family is in Suzhou City, but one of the best family, is the Suzhou thorn history should also respect the points, even if Yan Yan is not pet, is also a prostitute, said: "We are the east Hey, you let go!"
"Chengdong Fufu?" Qin Musheng had not spoken yet, and the second floor had a voice and asked a high voice.
Yan Yan’s heart sighs, it’s really narrow, and this is a higher voice than a normal person. Who is it?
"Let me go." Yan Yan's voice is faint, but people have a sense of oppression.
Qin Musheng finally felt that he was holding a woman's clothes and lost the wind.
On the second floor, there are more than ten Huashang women with powers, slowly coming downstairs.
One of the red-breasted skirts went to Qin Musheng and Yan Yan, and saw a late green, a little stunned, and immediately turned to Yan Yan, the heart of Nahan, a few days ago, half dead, can run around today What?
When I thought of that day, Yan Meiyu’s chest was suffocating, and her pair of butterflies was taken away by Yan Yan. After being discovered by other noble women, she laughed at her and said her day. It’s already difficult to decorate the living, and today’s great opportunity, not to pull back a game, she is not a beautiful jade!
"It turned out to be the seventeen mothers! You and Qin Silang really have a relationship, this is the pro, you will meet." Yan Meiyu is sincere to fight against Yan Yan.
Qin Silang is a younger brother, and he sleeps in the city. He knows all the city. For women, it is not a good home.
When Yu Meiyu’s words came out, Qin Musheng and Yan Yan were at the same time and could not help but look at each other.
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