Xia Xun and Xu Jingchang went upstairs, and the boss personally led them into the private room. Everyone in the room immediately stood up and came forward to greet them.
Xia Xun said with a sweet smile: "Sit down, sit down, please sit down. We are all friendly friends. There are no outsiders. During the banquet, don't talk about the rules anymore. Do you think the usual rules are not enough? Come on.
Come, sit down and talk!"
At this time, the beautifully dressed dancer had just entered the private room. When she saw the adults making a noise, she stood aside quietly.
Xia Xun said and invited everyone to take a seat. Everyone couldn't help but come forward to salute and pay homage. After a busy period, they all took their seats. Xia Xun and Xu Jingchang had the highest status, and they were both equals. However, Xu Jingchang was Xia Xun's junior, and Xia Xun was his.
My uncle naturally took the position of chief.
Everyone sat down one after another. Xia Xun glanced around and said with a smile: "We, Huang Zhen, and Zhang Xitong from the Ministry of Rites, Master Zhang, have just returned to Beijing. They have worked hard in Liaodong for many years. Today's banquet is to welcome you.
, and also congratulate you on your promotion. Bachelor Xie, Master Hu, and our Governor Xue, they are all very good friends, especially our charming Bachelor Xie, who is an elegant person at the banquet.
, invite us to join in the excitement!”
In fact, although Xie Jin's talents and learning are outstanding, his appearance is not amazing. He is short in stature and has a dark complexion. To say that he is suave is really a bit flattering. However, the chief minister of the cabinet is not an ordinary person. He is carried in a sedan chair by everyone.
If you are polite to yourself, you must also be polite to others.
Of course, this is also because of the cabinet in the early Ming Dynasty. Because the emperor was extremely powerful, the chief minister of the cabinet was not so prestigious. If it were later, the chief minister of the cabinet would be the real prime minister of the country. Even if Xia Xun was among the top ministers,
Public figures are at best equal to each other and cannot be superior to others.
Xia Xun gave the opening speech and raised his glass: "Come on, let's drink this first. Let's celebrate the promotion of Mr. Huang and Mr. Zhang with this first glass of wine!"
When Huang Zhen and Zhang Xitong were promoted, a large number of colleagues congratulated them, and they all agreed on a banquet date. However, even though they were promoted, the only people who had the banquet with them were their former colleagues and current officials. There were no Shangguan to accompany them. It all depends on Xia Xia.
Huang Zhen and Zhang Xitong were filled with glory and gratitude. They quickly raised their glasses and toasted to several adults one by one. Then they drank the full glass of wine and their faces were flushed when they sat down again.
, even the eyes are a little red.
This is not because they are too light drinkers, but because they were both frustrated officials in the past. The master who was sitting on the bench in his own government office has now achieved the glory he has today. Looking back on the past, he is filled with emotion and cannot help but feel emotional.
Xia Xun saw the dancer standing in the corner, looking at him with a pair of beautiful eyes. He waved his hand and said with a smile: "Such a beauty is perfect for drinking. What are you..."
He looked at the girl's dance clothes and knew that she was about to dance, so he chuckled and said: "Please come in, the musicians, and sit down aside. Today is our Mr. Huang. Mr. Zhang is happy to be promoted, so he invites the girl to dance."
Congratulations!"
Seeing that he spoke politely, the girl gave him a faint smile, opened the door and called out. The musicians who had been delayed outside because Xia Xun and Xu Jingchang had arrived filed in and sat down on one side of the private room.
He set up the piano and harp, and then opened a screen to block them.
This girl is performing a kind of peacock dance. There are also many movements that imitate the peacock with the body. She is very vivid and lively. In addition, this girl is tall, has a slim waist, and is made of peacock feathers on the back.
The dancers and dancers work together very well. If matched with many modern stage skills, he will definitely be a national treasure-level artist. This kind of performance made everyone fascinated, especially Huang Zhen and Zhang Xitong. Compared with the two of them before,
Due to my status, I cannot enter such an elegant place and see the performance of the top dancers of the Ming Dynasty.
Xia Xun was used to it. He was chatting and laughing with Xie Jin and Xu Jingchang, who were just talking. Later, he raised his glass and walked to the table between Huang Zhen and Zhang Xitong, laughing and congratulating, holding glasses and drinking together. This kind of high-end place is
It was arranged according to the standard of the most upscale banquet in the upper class. Everyone had one table per person, so they sat in a semicircle. Huang Zhen and Zhang Xitong had the lowest status among the people, and they happened to sit at the outermost corners. Xia Xun took the initiative.
He went over to make a toast and walked to the end of the banquet.
As soon as he left, Xie Jin and Xu Jingchang were separated by a seat. In addition, they were not familiar with each other and had nothing to talk about. So they turned around and joked with his in-law Hu Guang. As he was talking, the girl had already started dancing.
After that, the girl danced very hard, with fine beads of sweat on her forehead. Panting, she wished everyone a blessing and then stepped back gracefully.
Hu Guang said with a smile: "Just now, the little girl in green clothes was given a poem by the First Assistant. How can I favor one over the other now? Should you also give a poem to this peacock beauty?"
Xie Jin glanced drunkenly, and glanced at the towering chest of the peacock beauty with a smile. Because the dancer was wearing a peacock feather coat. When the wings were spread out, it looked like a peacock in flight, which was very beautiful. In order to fix the feather coat, the chest was stretched
It's so tight that the two raised breasts are very conspicuous, which is very rare among the Ming women who are wearing wide robes and long sleeves, and Luo Shangbijia covers their graceful figure. He is a man, so it is inevitable to take a second look.
"Do you want to write poetry..."
Xie Jin glanced at the beauty. The peacock beauty wore a deep-cut dress. From the neckline to the lower abdomen, there was a dense row of twist buttons, like centipede feet. This was to tie the feathers and keep them from losing shape, so the curves of her body were perfect.
Along with her slightly rapid breathing after dancing, the xiongru curves rose and fell, which was very charming. Xie Jin pondered for a moment and asked, "What is the name of this beauty?"
When the dancer saw him asking, Fu Shen said: "Qingluo, I have met the master!"
"Qingluo... Qingluo..."
If Xie Jin, a great talent, really wrote a poem and presented it to me, it would be a great honor for these artists. He really should be regarded as a treasure and be flaunted everywhere. If Jie Jin really wrote a poem and presented it to me
, although this girl was angry with him for humiliating her younger sister, they were already low-status music households, so they didn't do anything for themselves.
However, Xie Jin had a narrow-minded nature and loved to tease people since he was a child. He became famous only after he became an adult. He was even more arrogant and arrogant. Now he has become the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty cabinet at a young age. He is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. But his cultivation of mind
But he didn't catch up with his efforts. He suddenly rose to a high position, which made him a little frivolous. How could he write a poem with all his heart and express it as a gift?
He pondered for a moment, then a hint of evil smile appeared on the corner of Jie Jin's mouth, and said: "Then I will recite a poem with the theme of Miss Qingluo, listen up! She wears a green shirt with a plain cut, and her beautiful figure is outstanding.
"E; If the heart of spring is willing to be firmly locked, why use so many buttons!"
"good!"
Xue Lu's mouth was full of food. He took a moment to shout "Hello" and slapped his hands together. This guy couldn't read a basket of Chinese characters and had no idea what Xie Jin was talking about. Anyway, he was a bachelor of Xie Jin.
If you write a poem, it must be good, and you can’t go wrong by clapping along with it.
One of Xie Jin's limericks directly pokes at the girl's sore spot, mocking that if you live in Lehu, you will inevitably end up with Zhang Shuwei, and you will end up on the pillow mat. No matter how many buttons you have on your body, it is easy to take off your skirt. The young girl
A flash of anger flashed in Miss Luo's eyes, and her face suddenly turned red.
Hu Guang was overjoyed and said: "Miss Qingluo, haven't you ever thanked us for the poems given by the bachelor?"
Girl Qingluo held back her anger and bowed and said: "It's not polite to come and not go back. My family also has a poem titled "Jie Da Shi". I would like to give it back to Xie Da Shi.
The women in the brothel have been reading and literate since they were young. There are many talented women among them, and it is not uncommon for them to be able to recite poems impromptu. Hu Guang said happily: "Wonderful! Wonderful! The bachelor and the beauty come and go and sing in harmony. It is a good story. What's wrong with the girl?"
Good poem, come and recite it quickly!"
Xie Jin was quite curious. He stopped his glass and looked at her. Miss Qingluo poked her proud suxiong and chanted: "The jade belt is tied with black gauze and Qiluo, and the charm of Chao Chao is better than that of Jiao'e. If it weren't for wagging its tail and begging."
There are only so many bones left, so long live your life, why do you need to shout so many?”
"good!"
Xue Lu stretched out his two big hands like cattail fans and continued to applaud enthusiastically. He still didn't understand what the girl was chanting. Anyway, he heard the words "Wuzha" and "Long Live" inside, it must be an excellent poem, so he just followed it.
The applause is that, whoever said that we, a big old man, are uneducated, we can also hear that it is good!
"Well……"
Hu Guang and Zhang Xitong tugged at their beards, wanting to laugh but not daring to. They looked at Jie Jin, who looked embarrassed, and then at the Qingluo girl who looked sideways with her beautiful eyes as if fighting a cock. They didn't know what to say.
Xu Jingchang suppressed his laughter and lowered his head, covered his face with his sleeves and coughed twice. When he raised his head again, the sudden smile had disappeared completely. He had been a prince for several years, and he was the eldest son of the Prince of Zhongshan.
His face-changing skills have been practiced to a superb level.
Xie Jin was ashamed and annoyed. He had such a bad mouth. He usually made fun of people, but few people he dared to ridicule dared to talk back to him. Today, he asked a dancer to be ridiculed. This
The girl retorted sarcastically, not giving him any face as the chief minister of the dynasty. She was so embarrassed...
For a moment, he was blushing with embarrassment, and Xie Jin was ashamed and angry, but he had insulted someone first, and the girl just responded with a poem. He had already lost his dignity, could he still be polite and care about a dancing girl with the dignity of a prime minister?
Just when he didn't know what to do, Xia Xun, who was whispering to Huang Zhen, suddenly heard the silence in the room. He couldn't help but raise his head and asked blankly: "Why did it stop?"
Seeing the girl standing there, Xia Xun smiled and said, "Oh, that's enough singing and dancing? Very good, very good. The girl's dancing skills are superb. Please go down and have a rest, and then call some girls to sing a few verses."
Qu'er is good for drinking wine!"
Xia Xun interrupted, and the Qingluo girl took the opportunity to retreat. After a while, several girls came in, singing and dancing, and the private room immediately became lively again. Hu Guang took the opportunity to say to Jie Jin, whose face was red and black.
: "The prime minister can punt a boat in his belly, so don't be as knowledgeable as the fu people. Come, come, let's drink, let's drink!"
Xia Xun was talking seriously over there. Huang Zhen listened carefully, nodded constantly, and chatted for a while. Xia Xun came back with an empty cup and smiled. Seeing that Jin Jin was drunk, he couldn't help but frown secretly.
There are still things to discuss. How can Xie Jin discuss matters if he drinks too much? He glanced at Huang Zhen and Zhang Xitong, and then glanced at Hu Guang. The two responded and immediately raised their glasses and left the table to pay homage to Hu Guang.
Drinking wine, Xia Xun took the opportunity to draw Xie Jin to his side...
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