The two were chatting in a tacit understanding when they suddenly heard a commotion from the guests. It was the Madam who led Guo Qiaoer from upstairs to the spiral staircase.
Miss Qiaoer is so beautiful!
But I saw that she was wrapped in a pale pink embroidered Luo shirt and covered with a white gauze dress. Her delicate jade face was painted with light plum blossom makeup. Her eyebrows were like green feathers, her teeth were like shells, her waist was like a girdle, and her skin was like gelatin. Maybe it was
Because I have to "comb my hair" today, my cheeks are rosy, like bright pearls, making me feel more and more pitiful. What's even more rare is that there is a bookish air between my eyebrows, which makes me look like a lady rather than a prostitute. These poor women on the banks of the Qinhuai River were selected by the Madam with her years of vision before they were even old enough to be "cardamom". They studied everything from music, chess, calligraphy and painting to art of war, swordsmanship, and dance. Their clothing, food, housing, transportation and etiquette were all like those of aristocratic families.
It is not an exaggeration to say that a woman is a lady among all the people.
"Alas, who would pity the pearl for falling into the world of mortals!"
The friend next to me sighed.
Fan Yuqi smiled and said: "If my brother liked it, he would 'comb' her. What does the poem say? 'Flowers can be broken when they bloom, but they must be broken when there are no flowers.'".
"To tell you the truth, my dear brother, my foolish brother only brought three thousand taels of silver with me, so I'm afraid he's short of money!"
"Brother, don't worry, this matter will be taken care of by me, and my wishes will come true!"
"How does this happen? How can a foolish brother let a wise brother spend money?"
"Brother, don't refuse. We hit it off right away. How can a mere yellow and white thing compare to brotherhood? If you refuse, you will be looking down on your younger brother."
After hearing what he said, that man stopped talking.
The Madam supported Guo Qiaoer and bowed to everyone, and then Guo Qiaoer came to sit down at the piano table.
"My dear guests, today is a good day for my daughter, so I will let her play and sing three songs to express my gratitude to you!"
"Okay!"
"My favorite thing is to listen to Miss Qiaoer singing a cappella!"
"Shh"??
Applause, praise, and even whistles come and go. Don’t think that the ancients didn’t know how to make noises, but everyone has their own emotions, so it’s not unusual for them to make noises.
Suddenly, the noise suddenly stopped, and Miss Qiaoer played the piano.
But I saw her caressing her ten fingers, stimulating the sound of the piano, and singing a cappella to the sound of the piano (only singing the music and omitting the arias), sometimes humming, sometimes singing loudly, sometimes crying, sometimes rejoicing. This singing voice has an amazing magic power, and in an instant
Everyone was so mesmerized that they even forgot to cheer.
The first song is Liu Yong's "Rain Lin Ling·Cicada's Sorrow", "The chilling cicada is sad, facing the pavilion at night, the shower has just stopped?? Looking at each other's tearful eyes, speechless and choking?? Passionate feelings have been hurt by parting since ancient times, and even more
That’s embarrassing, being left out of the Qingqiu Festival??”
After singing the song, some literati felt the sadness in it and shed tears.
The second song is still Liu Yong's lyrics, "Die Lian Hua·Standing in the dangerous building, the wind is soft and soft", "Standing and leaning in the dangerous building, the wind is soft?? Want to get drunk with the wild and crazy picture, and sing to the wine, is the strong music still tasteless?
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After singing this song, Fan Yuqi heard the friend next to him sigh in a low voice: "This girl is really a miserable person!"
In the third song, Guo Qiaoer sings an excerpt from the Kunqu Opera "The Romance of the West Chamber", "The falling reds form a formation, the wind blows thousands of points, and people are sad, the pond is dreaming of dawn, and the spring is farewell on the threshold; the butterfly powder lightly touches the flying snow, and the fragrance of swallow mud stirs up the falling flowers.
Dust; the spring mood is short and the willow silk is long. The people separated by the flowers are far away and the horizon is close. The fragrance has eliminated the golden powder of the Six Dynasties and cleared the spirit of the Three Chus."
After singing "Qing San Chu Spirit", the friend next to Fan Yuqi actually cried. This made Mr. Fan confused. Although his family had gold and silver, how could he interpret the true meaning of the song? No matter how good Guo Qiaoer sang,
, to him, it’s nothing more than an ox chewing a peony.
After singing three songs, Guo Qiaoer said a long blessing, returned to the boudoir, and never showed up again.
The bustard smiled slightly and said, "Please report today's money for grooming."
"I am willing to pay two thousand taels of silver for Miss Qiaoer," a middle-aged scribe was the first to speak out.
Fan Yuqi's "brother" was anxious and "I offered him three thousand taels".
A fat man dressed as a wealthy businessman shouted: "I will pay ten thousand taels."
As soon as he heard ten thousand taels, "my dear brother" suddenly lost his voice.
Fan Yuqi was very happy. He stretched out two fingers and said, "Twenty thousand taels."
The big fat man refused to accept it and chased the price, "Thirty thousand taels".
Fan Yuqi's neck is worth "50,000 taels".
The big fat man blushed and said, "Sixty thousand taels."
Fan Yuqi became popular. There is still someone in this world who dares to have more money than our old Fan family! He shouted: "One hundred thousand taels".
One hundred thousand taels, calculated based on the price of rice, is equivalent to more than 60 million yuan in later generations. Mr. Fan is so heroic!
As soon as this price came out, other people immediately stopped and no one raised the price. Guo Qiaoer's reputation immediately rose, and she was on par with the Eight Beauties of Qinhuai.
Fan Yuqi laughed loudly and said to the bustard: "This one hundred thousand taels is from my brother. I ask Miss Qiaoer to serve my brother well tonight!"
The madam smiled brightly, but did not agree immediately. She saluted and said, "I asked you about my girl before."
She went to Guo Qiaoer's boudoir and returned, smiling and saying: "My girl asked the young master three questions. If you can answer them, I am willing to serve you."
What! One hundred thousand taels of silver and you still won’t let me sleep easily? What else is there to ask? This girl from the Qinhuai River is so hypocritical! Fan Yuqi was so angry that he was furious.
His "brother" was not angry, but said in a matter-of-fact manner: "Mom, please tell me."
"Loving the world of mortals, asking east, west, north and south, where are the idiots? Please read the second couplet."
"My dear friend" just added without thinking, "Youyou Baiju, please spring, summer, autumn and winter, your heart belongs to me".
The bustard asked the maid to write it down, and then said: "When the snow falls and the flowers fall, for whom will the flowers bloom without a trace?"
"The wind is waning and the moon is waning. When the moon sets, there is light for you to come."
"Okay", Fan Yuqi said sincerely, he has no ability to deal with this pair.
The bustard mother said again: "Young master is a great talent, please write a poem for my little daughter."
There is a saying that love at first sight is the catalyst for poetry. This dear man, with his sperm in his head, he wrote a small poem in one stroke:
"Hexianglou presents Guo Qiaoer"
A generation's alluring daughter's home, the world of mortals drifts away and chases the waves.
It's a pity that he was a good man, but he still remembers Huanxisha at the head of the village.
The quality is clear, the frost is proud of the snow, and the fragrance contains autumn dew and purple clouds.
Made by a goddess with a slender waist and jade belt, she looks back and smiles more than the stars.
After the Madam Madam copied the couplets and poems, she handed them to Guo Qiaoer. When Guo Qiaoer read "What a pity, this is a good man's son, I still remember the Huanxi yarn at the head of the village", he couldn't help crying and immediately expressed his agreement.
So the famous flower found its owner, and all the benefactors dispersed.
Fan Yuqi didn't want to disturb his good friend, so he left him an address and left.
After returning, the steward who was traveling with him complained to him: "Sir, you spent a hundred thousand taels, but you didn't enjoy it yourself, but gave it to others. No matter how much money you have, you can't spend it in this way!"
"What do you know? In my opinion, this person must be an official, and the official is not small. Whether our Fan family can open up a situation in Jiangnan will depend on this person!"
"Sir, it's just a villain who has a bad mouth. That guy didn't even leave his name or say thank you. He is probably a liar. If you leave your address to him, you are flirting with a blind man. I'm afraid he will have disappeared long ago."
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"You are talking nonsense. You are not willing to leave your name. It shows that this person is very important. And if you are waiting at the inn, there must be good news."
Fate seemed to be slapping Fan Yuqi in the face. The man he had great hopes for could not come, and half a month passed without any news.
Mr. Fan was not in a hurry, and spent every day in and out of romantic places, making friends with those dignitaries he thought were worthy of friendship.