Chapter VIII Retaliation and Anti-Retaliation (Part 2)
Chapter 8 Revenge and Counter-retaliation (Part 2)()
There is a mansion in the county, which is managed by the county government. The nobles rest here when they are passing through the border, which is similar to the guest house in later generations. Li You was anxious and ran to the mansion in the north of the city, but he saw sedan chairs and bearers outside the door. They must have come to pay a visit.
The boss turned his head and saw that the two servant brothers were following him without haste, but they stopped motionless when they reached this point.
Li You entered the gate and grabbed the door, and asked eagerly: "Brother, I am an official from the Yamen. I have urgent matters to see Mr. Huang who has come here with Chen County to pay homage to his birthday. Please be accommodating."
The doorman led Li You to the Yimen at the back of the front hall, where several guards were guarding him. He told Li You what happened. The guard who guarded the door recognized Li You and said, "I will tell you whether the master has seen him or not."
, but it’s not the kids who make the decision.”
Li You originally planned to give the gatekeeper some money, but he didn't expect them to be so easy to talk to.
But it was said that there was a hall in the mansion. There were more than a dozen people sitting in the hall eating, drinking, talking and laughing. A few prostitutes were drinking with them, and a dozen singing girls were playing music to entertain them. In front of everyone was a fine banquet, water and land.
Delicious delicacies, all kinds of fruits and vegetables are available.
At this time, after a few rounds of wine and the conversation was in full swing, I heard the old man sitting at the front chatting over the wine: "I was in Suzhou Prefecture, and I heard that there was an interesting government servant in Xujiang County. Although he is humble,
But he wrote two top-quality poems. I had endless aftertaste after listening to them. Such poems can only be compared to Mr. Yan Xiaoxiangong in the Song Dynasty." He took a sip of wine and said: "Under the rule of Magistrate Chen, talents are really flourishing and education is good.
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Chen Zhixian, who was sitting in the second seat, said humbly: "I have spoken too much, and I am not worthy of being a lower-ranking official."
"I wonder if Mr. Li is in the county today? You might as well pass it on for a while," the old man said.
For some reason, the prostitute who was accompanying the wine started to persuade her: "A rude maniac has come here to stain the eyes of our distinguished guest." It turned out that the prostitute was Yao Xing'er. Although she was famous for her talent and beauty, she was worried that she was not very broad-minded.
He also had a high self-esteem. When he failed to buy lyrics, he felt that he had been embarrassed in front of a small government official, and he still hated Li You in his heart.
The old man ignored her and only looked at Chen Zhixian.
Suddenly, Mr. Huang, who was sitting at the bottom, interjected and joked: "What a coincidence, this servant Li really can't stand the attention of the distinguished guest, and is already waiting outside. He originally had something to ask me, but the distinguished guest happened to mention it.
he."
By the way, Li You waited for a moment, and then a servant came out and said, "For some reason, you asked me to take you in."
Li You then walked straight inside, passed through two corridors, and came to the outside of a hall, with a plaque with the words Jingsi Hall hanging on it. He could only hear the lively laughter and laughter inside, and there were endless orchestral music and bamboos.
Countless servants and maids were walking in and out of several doors, and Li You knew that this must be the venue for the banquet.
Another boy led Li You into the room and waited in the corner. After waiting for a few minutes, Mr. Huang turned around and saw Li You, and said to Mr. Zhu who was sitting at the head: "Then Li You is already here." After that, he rushed.
Li You waved.
Li You quickly stepped forward and kowtowed: "I would like to pay my respects to the boss and all the gentlemen."
The old man was slightly drunk and asked: "But if life is just like the elegant official we first met?"
Li You said modestly: "How dare you call me elegant now, sir?"
After saying that, I heard the prostitute beside me cover her mouth with a smile, and said a little presumptuously: "You are a good green-skinned dog. You know yourself well. I'll give you three taels of silver for your first words." She boasted that she had a wide circle of friends, and Li You was just a small boy.
The government officials could do nothing to her.
Li You raised his eyes and saw that the prostitute had a melon-shaped face, beautiful eyes, and a beautiful and elegant appearance. Hearing her talk about three taels of silver with a sharp tone, and seeing that she could sit next to the boss, he guessed that this woman was Yao Xing'er, a famous prostitute in the city.
."You shameless bitch, you dare to tease me like this, and your madam has done evil before, so I can't blame you." Li You, who was annoyed by the repeated irritation, secretly gritted his teeth.
Over there, Magistrate Chen and Master Huang were a little dissatisfied. It depends on the owner to beat a dog. No matter how famous Yao Xing'er is, he is just like a prostitute. In this situation, such words are really a bit ignorant.
Seeing that the elder had no intention of speaking, Li You pretended to ask Yao Xing'er, "Is this sister who is speaking Yao Xing'er? I have been admired for a long time, and my reputation is well-deserved when I meet you. I would like to dedicate a poem to my sister." He then said to the elder:
"This is a vulgar game, I'm afraid it will offend my lord."
Mr. Zhu waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter."
This poem I copied will make you sick to death, Yao Xing'er! Li You read slowly: "The beautiful woman dresses up skillfully, the groom is changed every night in the bridal chamber, a pair of jade arms is used as a pillow for thousands of people, and a little bit of red lips are tasted by thousands of people..."
I saw chopsticks dropped one after another. All the famous gentry in the city were dumbfounded for a moment, and then laughed in unison. Anyway, the person who was teasing was a prostitute, so I just laughed. No one expected that Li You would make such an article
There is a big psychological gap between the words "Who can translate Yuefu's Desolate Song" and "If life is just like the first time we met".
Li You continued to read: "Pretend to be everyone's boudoir, pretend to be a good-natured person. When you welcome someone, you know how many people are sending her off, and you are used to crying over lovesickness."
The laughter got even louder. Yao Xing'er was used to reciting poems, playing the drums and harp, and acted affectionately. Although the last four sentences were written bitterly, they were vivid. Even the other prostitutes couldn't help but secretly purse their lips.
A smile, in their opinion, Yao Xing'er is a bit artificial, but scholars like this elegant and affectionate tone.
Yao Xing'er's face was as white as ashes, almost colorless. A prostitute like her was very particular about the reputation of a talented brothel girl. What she sold was not items, but brands. In this place where celebrities gathered in the city, Li You read out this catchy and innovative poem.
The crooked poem was specifically dedicated to Yao Xing'er by name. If it spread widely, her reputation would be ruined.
Thinking of the terrible consequences of this crooked poem becoming popular in his own name, Yao Xing'er was in agony. He regretted that he had deliberately failed to thank his mother for the sake of thanking his mother, and instead had suffered the consequences for himself. The more he thought about it, the sadder he became, and he had no shame to stay here.
He covered his face and cried loudly.
Mr. Zhu has been an official for many years and is used to romance. Yao Xing'er didn't take it to heart. He just said to Li You: "I don't want to hear such funny limericks, but I have some crooked talent. But it is a bit narrow-minded to bully women in this way."
Already."
I can't give everyone such a narrow-minded impression. Li You immediately yelled: "Master, you don't know that I will be dismissed from the service of the villain they harmed. It is obvious that they were at fault in the first place, and they cannot blame the villain for revenge."
Chen Zhixian interrupted at this time: "Don't be presumptuous! Who dismissed you?"
Li You added jealously: "Yesterday, Mrs. Xie from Yao Xing'er's family came to look for the villain, and she wanted to buy the villain's lyrics three or two. Although the villain doesn't understand etiquette, he also knows how to respect himself and love himself, and is unwilling to sell his lyrics. This is
The old lady Xie threatened the young man and told Zhou County Cheng to deal with the young man. Unexpectedly, Zhou County Cheng found a mistake today and dismissed the young man. The young man came here to complain to the magistrate, but he accidentally violated the old man here.
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Mr. Zhu heard about these two poems from Suzhou Mansion and liked them very much. He thought that although Li You was of a humble status, his ability to write poems also showed that he was a man who knew how to study and make progress. I met Li You today and saw his youthful and heroic spirit.
It's a bit indescribably free and natural, so my heart is a bit biased towards it.
But Mr. Zhu could never criticize the court official, even a small eighth-grade county magistrate, because of Li You's one-sided words. He reprimanded Li You and said: "You dare to speculate privately and say that it is wrong to be an official!" He also said to Chen Zhixian: "
It’s better to find out the matter, so don’t unjustly accuse such an interesting government official.”
After hearing the song and understanding its elegant meaning, the county magistrate Chen avoided the banquet and bowed in obeisance, saying, "I will deal with this matter when I get back."
Li You dragged his long shadow as he walked out of the mansion, thinking about the pavilions and gardens behind him, the delicacies from the mountains and seas, and the orchestral strings and bamboos. He looked at the blood-red sunset and said with a sigh: "We can only compete with old bustards and prostitutes.
Huh! I’m not content with this! I’m not content with this!”
