After hearing the middle-aged scribe's words, Qin Zhong slightly cupped his hands, but did not answer the question. He turned to look at the boy beside him. The boy quickly raised his hand and said, "So that the young master will know that this is the humble building."
Shopkeeper Chen." After saying that, he took a step back and stood beside the scribe, saying no more words.
"It turns out it's shopkeeper Chen, you're polite, you're polite." Qin Zhong said, cupping his fists.
"May I ask my little brother what your name is?" the scribe asked in return.
"I'm Qin Chong." Qin Chong said, but he felt that the scribe seemed familiar and couldn't help but ask, "Have we met before?"
"To be honest, little brother Qin, I did see him outside Fuping City a few days ago," the scribe said.
"Oh, by the way, when we were eating outside the city, a scribe at the next table seemed to be very concerned about Qin." When the scribe mentioned the outside of Fuping City, Qin Chongdeng also remembered it. Although he couldn't see clearly,
Observe the six paths and listen to all directions, but you can still do it by observing the third and fourth paths.
"Little brother Qin, please don't misunderstand." The scribe explained, "Your white horse is a very powerful horse. It is one of a million horses. It is rare to see."
"I see. I don't think shopkeeper Chen is also a good horse person." Qin Zhong said.
"A good horse is like a beautiful woman, who wouldn't love it?" The scribe laughed, laughed, and changed the subject.
"I don't know if Qin has passed this first level?" Qin Zhong was concerned about where he would stay tonight and didn't want to talk nonsense, so he asked directly.
"Eight couplets in a row, the couplets are like pearls and jade, how can it not be counted as passed?" the scribe exaggeratedly praised.
"So, what should we do next?" Qin Zhong asked.
"Please." The scribe bowed his hands and asked Qin Chong to go up to the second floor.
Standing at the top of the stairs, Qin Zhong did not rush up, but asked, "Now that Qin has passed the first level, can my companion come in?"
"Of course." The scribe agreed and turned around to tell the boy, "Go and invite brother Qin's companions into the building to serve tea and sit down for a while."
"Yes." The boy turned around to invite someone, and the scribe and Qin Zhong climbed up to the second floor one after the other.
The second floor is a circular structure, with a corridor hanging on the top of the first floor. Walking along the corridor, you can clearly see the scene on the first floor. On the other side, there are elegant rooms. The second floor is very quiet.
, the doors and windows of each private room are closed. Obviously, there are no guests here.
"I dare to ask shopkeeper Chen. Qin is very curious. Is Deyilou closed on weekdays?"
"Haha, the owner of the building is so elegant. He opened this proud building just to make friends with the world's elegant people." said the green-robed scribe.
"I wonder what kind of handsome person the owner of Deyilou is?" Qin Zhong sighed with emotion. If you have money, you can be willful. It's the same in ancient and modern times.
"Brother Qin has passed the second level, so he will naturally be able to see the original poster." The scribe did not say much about the original poster, but opened a private room and invited Qin Zhong to come in and sit down.
Just as he sat down, two maids came in from outside the door to serve tea. Qin Chong was slightly surprised. He had just checked carefully and saw no one else on the second floor. The maids came in so quickly, and he didn't know where they were.
My mind just changed and I had already put this matter aside.
"May I ask, what are the rules for the second level?" Qin Chong took a sip of tea and asked.
"There's no rush." The scribe chuckled and said, "I once walked in the south of the Yangtze River. At that time, I met a man who wanted to marry me. The girl in the boudoir made a couplet of her own and hung it on the side of the door. She said that as long as she read the second couplet, she would be willing to get married.
, and a hundred thousand yuan as a dowry."
Qin Chong listened quietly, knowing that the scribe must have something to say, so he did not answer and waited for him to continue. When the scribe said this, he shook his head sadly and seemed to be in a trance. He picked up the teacup and took a sip.
, raised his eyes to look at Qin Chong, and suddenly bowed his hands.
"That couplet has stumped countless talented people in Jiangnan, and no one can match it to this day."
"Oh?" Qin Chong was very curious. No one had ever told her, so wouldn't that girl become an old girl?
"The years have been wasted, and it has been ten years." The scribe sighed, "It is a pity that the beauty has turned gray, and the shadow is still waiting for the words to be written in the boudoir."
"Ah?" Qin Zhong sighed. He only looked at the words "Waiting" in his boudoir, which meant that he was still unmarried. Ten years wasted, which is really rare these days.
"So, I have a merciless request."
"Shopkeeper Chen, please speak."
"The Qin brothers have easily picked up the couple, and their literary talent is outstanding. I wonder if I can give it a try?"
"This?" Qin Zhong was hesitant, not knowing whether he should respond or not. No one has been able to respond in ten years, so the words must be outstanding and extraordinary. He responded rashly, if it was correct, it would be best. If he couldn't, how could he respond?
Aren't you tearing down your own brand and damaging your own image?
"This couplet has nothing to do with breaking through the barrier, it's just a knot I have in my heart. I ask my little brother to fulfill it." The scribe spoke sincerely and looked at Qin Zhong eagerly.
"Okay." Qin Zhong couldn't refuse and reluctantly agreed, "It's just that I may not be right, so please don't take offense, shopkeeper."
"Where, where." The scribe was overjoyed when he heard this, stood up and gave a salute, and then slowly chanted, "The Sishui River is the first, the Four Seasons Summer is the second, the Thrush Boudoir lives in Jiangxia, who is the first, who is the second
2." After chanting, he stared at Qin Chong with burning eyes.
Qin Chong felt secretly happy when he heard this. This couplet became famous in later generations, so he was deeply impressed. He played with the tea cup in his hand, pretending to be deep in thought. After a few breaths, Qin Chong raised his eyebrows and stood up suddenly. Seeing this, the scribe became even more eager and took a step forward.
He crossed over and came up to Qin Zhong.
"The Confucians of the three religions are in the front, and the three talents are in the back. How dare a young Confucian who dances like an elephant be in the front, and how dare he be in the back."
"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful." The scribe was overjoyed and exclaimed repeatedly, unable to control himself with excitement. He looked at Qin Zhong's eyes with eager admiration. "How dare you be in front of me? How dare you be in front of me?"
Behind. Hahaha, how dare such a good person be in front, how dare he be behind."
"The words are crude, please correct me, shopkeeper Chen." Qin Zhong said humbly.
"How dare you, how dare you! Brother Qin is so talented that Chen admires him so much." The scribe said, bowing deeply to express his gratitude. Then, the scribe ordered the maid aside to prepare the banquet. At this moment, he really paid attention to Qin Zhong and promoted him to Qin Zhong.
It started to entertain and win over.
It didn't take long, and a table of wine and food was ready. The scribe asked Qin Zhong to take a seat. There was just a sound of strings, and the entire wall of the elegant room was opened. The lights were bright, and a group of gorgeously dressed women were dancing, with faces all bright.
She is covered with white gauze, but her figure is as graceful as a fox.
Just listen to the song:
Standing in the dangerous building, the wind is blowing softly, looking at the spring sorrow, the sky is dark and gloomy.
In the grass-colored smoke and the lingering light, there is no word to say who will be silent.
I want to get drunk with the madness, and sing to the wine, and the strong music is still tasteless.
The belt becomes wider and wider, but I don't regret it anymore. I feel haggard because of the beauty.
...........
When the song ends, the lingering sound lingers with endless aftertaste. Wherever there is a well, there are songs with willow lyrics. This sentence is not wrong at all.
At this time, the scribe picked up the wine glass, raised it towards Qin Zhong across the table, and drank it all in one gulp. Qin Chong's lips were slightly touched by the wine, but he did not put it down while holding the wine glass. He looked around and saw that there were only him and the scribe at the banquet table.
He sat down and frowned.
"Excuse me, Shopkeeper Chen, if Qin's companion can be invited to join us?"
"Hmm?" The scribe was about to speak, but was blocked by Qin Zhong's words. He pondered for a while and said, "There must be rules in Deyi Building. As long as you pass three levels, you can enjoy everything in the building for free. But if you haven't passed the level, you can enjoy it for free."
However, there is no chance to enter."
"This?" Qin Zhong was a little displeased, thinking that Deyilou was too fickle. Not even his companions could enter?
"However, Brother Qin helped me, so I should repay Brother Qin a favor." Just as he was saying that, the door of the elegant room opened, and the maid led Lang Zongyu in. Seeing this, Qin Zhong rushed in very wisely.
The scribe cupped his hands to express his gratitude.
Lang Zongyu's eyes were full of confusion, and his figure was a little reserved. He had never seen the magnificence in front of him, and he only felt that everything was exquisite. Then he looked at the dancing singer in front of him, her clothes were exposed, and her skin was looming, and she couldn't help but blush.
, lowering his head and not daring to look at it anymore.
"Brother Lang, just eat and drink." Qin Zhong saw that Lang Zongyu was embarrassed, reached out and patted him on the shoulder and said.
"Okay." Lang Zongyu was really hungry. After listening to Qin Zhong's words, he stopped looking around and started eating and drinking.
At the moment, there were singing, dancing, silk and bamboo, fine wine and delicacies, and the scene was full of lights and feasting, like a dream in heaven and on earth. The scribes were very lively in conversation, and with cups of fine wine, they inquired about Qin Chong's origins. Of course, they also talked about some anecdotes and interesting things about the world, which was very enjoyable.
After drinking for three rounds, the scribe ordered him to fetch pens and ink and put them on the desk beside him. He pushed open the window with a fierce push.
The cool wind instantly poured into the elegant room, slightly diluting the smell of alcohol in the room. Outside the window, the night was like water, and a half moon hung in the sky, alone and about to fall. Seeing this half moon, Qin Zhong fell into a trance.
Look, it should be early June now.
He came into this world on the fifth day of May. At that time, the moon was in the sky, just like it was at night. In the blink of an eye, a month had passed?
"As the saying goes, wine helps poetry." The scribe, who was slightly drunk, said loudly, "Poetry is acceptable. Please ask Brother Qin to answer the second test."
"What is the title?" Qin Zhong asked calmly, not afraid of poetry.
"How about taking the title of the moon in the sky?" the scribe waved his hand and pointed at the crescent moon in the sky.
"Okay, let's take the title of the moon in the sky." Qin Chong drank the wine in his glass, stood up slowly, and walked to the window. Looking at the moon in the sky, inexplicably, he thought of Yun Ni. There was a kind of difficulty in his heart.
The emotions of the name, sweet? Sour? Uneasy or longing? Qin Chong couldn't tell the difference.
As my heart moved, I couldn't help but chant:
When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine.
I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky.
I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid it's too cold in the high places.
Dancing clear shadow, like in the world.
Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, lower the Qihu, the light will make you sleepless.
There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of being happy when we say goodbye?
People have joys and sorrows, partings and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times.
Nung, moon and new moon.
.........
The singing and dancing had stopped long ago, and the whole building became quiet. The scribe opposite, holding a wine glass in his hand, stared blankly at Qin Chong, forgetting to return to his senses. The dancers in front of him opened their mouths wide and looked foolishly.
Looking at the back in front of the window, my eyes were filled with light.
Suddenly, a clicking sound suddenly disrupted the silence in the room. The two maids beside Qin Zhong suddenly turned their heads and glared at Lang Zongyu, annoyed that he chewed peonies and ruined this rare artistic conception. After Lang Zongyu
After realizing it, he closed his mouth.
It's just that his mouth is full of food, which makes it even more funny. Looking around blankly, Lang Zongyu has no idea what's going on.
"People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This matter has never been solved in ancient times." The scribe chanted, his heart racing and unable to control himself.
The little maid grabbed the brush and hurriedly wrote down the words and sentences of the scholar. Without waiting for the ink to dry, she grabbed the rice paper, stood up and ran out. At this time, the scribe finally calmed down, gave Qin Zhong a respectful fist, and said, "This old man is wasting his time."
In my forties, I have never heard such a natural sound."
"The shopkeeper is ridiculous." Qin Zhong held his hand in reserve, but felt a little ashamed in his heart. After all, he had stolen someone else's lyrics.
"It is definitely not an absurd praise." The scribe said with emotion, "As soon as this word came out, all the moon chanting words in the world were abolished."
"So, can Qin pass the test?" Qin Zhong asked.
"Pass the test, pass the test, of course you pass the test." The scribe said repeatedly, then turned around and told the boy, "Go and set off fireworks outside the building."
"Yes." The boy went downstairs excitedly.
Just as the young man left, a little maid ran in. Xu was running in a hurry, panting, and her delicate little face was stained with a faint red cloud. When she arrived in front of Qin Zhong, she bowed
After giving him a gift, he said in a lively voice, "Young Master Qin is polite, my lady would like to invite you to come upstairs to meet me."
"Miss?" Qin Zhong was startled. Why did another young lady come out?