Ye Fuxun found the best craftsmen to renovate Mingyue Pavilion from top to bottom, and Wang's mother bought a group of girls through Renyazi. Ye Fuxun set up a series of assessments, which were conducted behind Mingyue Pavilion.
On the second floor, a young man in white clothes was sitting by the window. He had a pot of tea and a few porcelain cups. The wisps of water vapor floating out of the porcelain cups made the young man feel a bit fairy-like.
Ye Fuxun looked at the girls downstairs. This time, Mrs. Wang bought twenty girls. Adding in the remaining girls from Wanhua Tower, there are now only fifty-five people in Mingyue Tower.
These girls are all of average-to-average good looks, plump and thin, each with their own characteristics. I have to say that Mrs. Wang has a pretty good taste.
Today, Ye Fuxun set a total of six questions, including music, chess, calligraphy and painting, plus dance and tea art, and selected sixteen winning girls to be the sixteen incense of Mingyue Tower.
Five people were eliminated in the first round, and Mrs. Wang kept the cards of these five people, and then entered the second round to compete on chess skills.
"The rules are very simple. Freely combine two-by-two games. The winner will keep it, and the loser will keep the flower card. The time for a stick of incense begins now." Mother Wang ordered the incense to be inserted, and with the sound of gongs and drums, the girls sat down and began.
Chess game.
"Is this your assessment?" A familiar male voice sounded from behind Ye Fuxun, then a warm body approached Ye Fuxun, and a delicate head appeared on Ye Fuxun's left shoulder.
Then a paper fan was blocked in front of Song Hanzhuo's handsome face. Song Hanzhuo was not annoyed. He smiled evilly, stretched out his long arms, picked up a little woman who was looking at it with gusto, and turned around to sit in Ye Fuxun's seat.
Ye Fuxun was firmly on his lap, "How dare you use a fan to cover my face. Aren't you afraid that if you are careless, your face will be damaged and your nine tribes will be punished?"
"You..." Ye Fuxun struggled for a few times and said with a hint of annoyance, "My lord, I don't know if we will punish the nine clans or not. I only know that if my lord doesn't let go, tomorrow there will be news in the capital that King Chen has a habit of cutting off his sleeves."
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"Why do you need to care about what outsiders say? Don't you know best whether this prince has broken sleeves or not?" A certain gentle prince who was pregnant again happily accepted Ye Fuxun's painless coquettishness and bowed his head.
Ye Fuxun sniffed it in his ear and asked, "Why do you smell so good?" This girl didn't have the rouge scent that ordinary women have, but a light fragrance, like the scent of jasmine but not as strong as jasmine.
, smelled very good, and made him feel at ease inexplicably.
Ye Fuxun blushed and tried hard to suppress the little deer in his chest. He couldn't break free from someone's embrace, so he had to accept his fate. His eyes turned, and he put his arms around someone Song's neck and uttered orchid, "I was born."
Wan rested her little head on Song Hanzhuo's shoulder and looked at the chess game downstairs that was coming to an end. With the sound of gongs and drums, the girls put down their chess pieces, some were happy and some were sad. Soon there was only one left in the courtyard.
Half of the people were in the bottom half. Mother Wang picked up her skirt and went upstairs to ask Ye Fuxun for instructions on the next assessment. Before she even got close to the room, she was stopped by Yun Li. After explaining the situation, Yun Li asked Mother Wang to wait outside and knocked on the door himself.
After knocking on the door, "Master?"
"Come in." Song Hanzhuo had no intention of letting go. Yun Li opened the door and walked in with a slight pause, then lowered his head randomly, "Mother Wang is here to ask Miss Ye for the next step of the assessment."
Ye Fuxun was embarrassed for a moment, then calmed down, took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and handed it to Yun Li, "This is the test question. Tell Mother Wang, let the girls write this test question on the paper and get it later."
I'm coming here."
"Your Majesty, aren't you curious about what the test questions are?" After Yun Li went out, Ye Fuxun couldn't help but ask when he saw that Song Hanzhao didn't look curious at all.
Song Hanzhuo picked up the tea cup on the table, took a brief sip, and then put it down, "You'll know it soon, won't you?"
Ye Fuxun raised his eyebrows, got off someone, sat on the other side, held his chin and looked at the women outside, and asked, "This question is very simple. Use a poem to write about the life you long for."
Song Hanzhuo was slightly surprised. He originally thought that the test questions were just about composing poems with some flowers and plants, but he didn't expect this girl to be so original. "If you were asked to write, what would you write?"
"If there is wind and rain for the rest of my life, I hope I can draw a boat and listen to the rain and sleep."
Song Hanzhuo stared at Ye Fuxun with his dark eyes, his calm eyes full of surges. After a long time, a voice came into Ye Fuxun's ears, "I have a few boats there. If you like them, I can give them to you."
"There's no need for a painted boat. I like this one on the prince better." Ye Fuxun pulled a jade plaque from Song Hanzhuo's body and played with it in his hand. This was a jade plaque that Song Hanzhuo had carried close to him for several years. It was a gift from the emperor.
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"Take it."
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After many rounds of selection, sixteen girls were selected who were good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and were good at singing and dancing. Ye Fuxun looked at all the girls up and down, and wrote the four characters "Bo Zhong Shu Ji" on the paper.
"The top four who passed the assessment in the qin art competition were named Bo Qin, Zhong Qin, Shu Qin, and Ji Qin. The same is true for the top four who passed the assessment in the chess art competition. And so on. From now on, you will be
Mingyue Tower's Shiliu Xiang. Bo Qin's is the best in this assessment, so she is the first of the Shiliu Xiang. The ranking changes every year, and her strength speaks for itself!"
"Thank you, Master, for the name."
Ye Fuxun looked up at the person upstairs, gave him a proud look, and then said, "I named you brother and uncle Ji not only to rank you, but more importantly, you are the best in Mingyue Pavilion."
Family, although Mingyue Pavilion is a romantic place, what you have to do here is not to please anyone with your body. You have the right to refuse. It is his right if the guests want to turn over the sign, but you have the right to refuse them. Remember
Stay, strength is the first priority in Mingyue Pavilion, and the favor of the guests is just a flash in the pan. Because you must treat yourself as a human being, and others will not treat you as a plaything."
"Do you really mean what the young master said?" Bo Qin's beautiful eyes flashed with light. She was originally a daughter of a wealthy family, but her family fell into decline and she was sold here by her stepmother. She thought that her life would be a dusty road from now on, but to her surprise, she turned out to be the same as what she had heard.
It was different from other brothels in China. After three or five years, when they had money and redeemed themselves, they found a good family to marry.
Ye Fuxun tapped the table with his right index finger and looked at Bo Qin with a smile. The woman's face turned red and she lowered her head shyly.
"Seriously! You can get fifty taels of monthly silver in Mingyue Pavilion a month, of which you can take 10% of the guests' rewards. However, you must have good results. Each of you must pay a minimum of five hundred taels to Mingyue Pavilion every month.
Those who have not finished the silver will be reduced to maidservants!"
He picked up the tea poured by Cui'er to moisten his throat and asked, "But Mingyue Tower has Mingyue Tower's rules. I will let my mother teach you well later."
In the past few days, word has spread all over the capital that Mingyue Pavilion has opened opposite Baihua Tower. It is said that there are sixteen girls in Mingyue Pavilion, known as the Sixteen Fragrances, who are good at singing and dancing, and are proficient in playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
, its beauty is even more beautiful and fragrant, making many gentlemen in the capital look forward to the opening of Mingyue Pavilion.
On this day, firecrackers were blasting in front of Mingyue Pavilion, dragons and lions were dancing, and after the excitement, bursts of piano music came from inside Mingyue Pavilion, like pearls and jade falling on a plate, and like clear spring hitting rocks, which made people outside the door intoxicated.
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After the song ended, Mother Wang grinned bright red, twisted her fat body and walked out. She waved her handkerchief and said, "Thank you all for coming to support us. Today is a happy day for the opening of Mingyue Pavilion. Tonight we, the 16th of Mingyue Pavilion, will
Xiang will meet you all!"
In the evening, Ji Nanbei came to Mingyue Pavilion. As soon as he entered the door, a maid came over with a plate and asked, "Which girl would you like, Master?"
There were sixteen signs on the plate, engraved with the names of Shiliuxiang. Ji Nanbei turned over a Zhongqi piece at random. Under the signs was a piece of paper, which said, write a poem based on the old man playing chess.
"Why do you have to write a poem when you meet a girl?"
"Sir, this is the rule of Mingyue Pavilion. If you want to see a girl, you must first pass the girl's assessment." The maid replied neither humble nor overbearing.
Ji Nanbei laughed dumbly, but became more and more interested, so she wrote a poem. After the maid read it, she led Ji Nanbei upstairs. Halfway there, a flower basket fell from the air.
There was a sprig of peach blossoms, and the maid gave Ji Nanbei a slight salute and said with a smile, "Miss Zhongqi wants the young master to make a painting about peach blossoms. Young Master, please come with me."
The maid led Ji Nanbei behind a screen. There was a sandalwood table behind it, with all the four treasures of the study on it. The music of the piano suddenly started, and Ji Nanbei stroked his pen, just a few strokes, and saw a peach blossom blooming in the wind.
"Now we can meet that girl Zhongqi." Ji Nanbei put down the brush in his hand, with a faint smile in his peach blossom eyes.
"Young master is so talented, please come with me." The maid led Ji Nanbei to the southernmost house on the second floor, knocked on the door, pushed the door open, and Ji Nanbei followed.
Imperial Palace, Yunxiao Palace.
Concubine Yue was lying on the couch sickly. Her alluring appearance was morbid and even more charming. As soon as Song Hanzhuo entered the hall, he saw his mother lying on her side on the couch, closing her eyes to rest. Before she walked in, Concubine Yue opened her eyes.
, saw Song Hanzhuo lightly opening his red lips, "What kind of wind is it that has brought His Highness Prince Chen to my Yunxiao Palace today?"
Concubine Yue's voice was originally clear and crisp, but now it was a little hoarse.
"Concubine, are you feeling better?" Song Hanzhuo touched his nose, walked forward, lay down beside Concubine Yue's bed, and asked, "Have you told the imperial doctor?"
"Thank you for your trouble, Your Highness." Concubine Yue closed her eyes in anger and did not look at Song Hanzhuo. Aunt Ding looked at the angry master and replied softly, "The imperial doctor just came here and said that the empress is depressed, and her body has been