This young man is about twenty-eight or nine years old. He is a young Confucian scholar. He is wearing a white washed green shirt and a bamboo flute tied around his waist. He seems to be quite down-and-out, but he has a delicate and elegant appearance and a noble demeanor.
As if he didn't care about the poor life. The young man was always playing with a folding fan in his hand. The folding fan shook, opened and closed, vaguely revealing the image of the beautiful woman on the fan. This folding fan was gorgeous and expensive, and formed a perfect match with his cold clothes.
A sharp contrast, and the frivolous beauty fan is not in line with his cold expression. But the strange thing is that all these incongruities reveal an inexplicable harmony, making this young man even more charming and handsome.
The young man drank a few more glasses of wine and sang in a low voice: "A melancholy dream. The moon is setting over the mountains. A lone lamp shines on the screen behind the wall. I thank my mother-in-law in the small building. I secretly think about how the jade face looks like. A branch of spring snow-frozen plum blossoms, full of fragrant mist.
Clusters of morning glow. (Note 1)"
His voice was a bit low and hoarse, but the song was sung in a low and low tone, conveying affection. The restaurant was originally full of guests, but when he sang, the whole house was silent. His voice was not high, but it was full of people.
People could hear it clearly, and they all listened attentively, and some people were even tapping gently to the tune. Just after singing the second sentence, a clear and moving flute sound sounded in the building. The flute sound accompanied the singing, making it even more exciting.
Ecstasy.
After singing the song, the flute sound did not stop, and then the clear and transparent singing voice of a woman sounded again in the building. The woman sang the song sung by the young man again. Although it was the same melody and phrases, the details were different.
There were many changes, and the woman's singing voice was endlessly resonant, interpreting the deep meaning of the words so vividly that everyone in the building forgot what night it was.
The young man closed his eyes slightly, savoring the wonderful singing. After a long time, the singing disappeared, and light footsteps stopped at the door of the wing. He opened his eyes and sighed: "It must be Miss Ru Meng who is here. Alas, Miss
His singing and dancing skills are hard to buy, but now he is showing off his singing voice in this small restaurant. If the young people from Jianye know about it, they will definitely beat their chests and sigh."
The bamboo curtain was raised, and a girl wearing a red Zhaojun suit floated in. Behind her were a maid in blue and a tough and majestic man. The girl entered the wing, and the maid in blue helped her take off the Zhaojun suit.
The girl is tall and tall, wearing a simple white satin floor-length skirt, like a white lotus blooming silently. The girl is about early twenties, with a beautiful and elegant appearance, regardless of her skin like cream and willow eyebrows like leaves, but her pair of
Her clear and clear autumn eyes were full of all kinds of charms. She stepped forward and bowed gracefully: "I am Liu Rumeng, and I have met Mr. Song Yusong."
The young man smiled slightly, stood up and said: "Miss Rumenghuafangliu, she is famous in the south of the Yangtze River for her singing, dancing and clear discussion. Song is just a prodigal from a poor family, how can he deserve the gift of a girl?" However, there was no trace of arrogance between his eyebrows.
The meaning of inferiority.
The girl sighed softly, with a faint sadness between her brows, her bright eyes rolled, and she felt even more worried. She whispered: "I am in Qinhuai, entertaining people with my sounds and looks, but I am always ostracized and bullied. This time in Nanchu
The army defeated Yong's army, and all the brothel painters in Qinhuai agreed to hold an oiran competition at Xuanwu Lake on the first day of the Yuan Dynasty. Three people would be selected to be named the number one, second and third overall. From now on, only these three people can be called oiran ladies.
In the past, everyone worked in their own way. As long as there were more people to support them, they could be respected as oiran by their peers. But this time it is different from the past. The sisters need to perform on the spot, and then be tasted by distinguished guests from all over the lake. The winner will be famous in the south of the Yangtze River.
The loser will be shameless from now on."
The young man said calmly: "Miss Rumeng is both beautiful and talented. Who doesn't know about Qin Huai, so why worry about this matter."
Tears seemed to flash in Liu Rumeng's eyes, and she said: "I have always been alone and unfettered. Qinhuai Qinglou is now a confrontation between two heroes. Wanhualou and Yueyingxuan refuse to give in to each other. This time they are competing for the oiran.
, both parties have tried their best, but Wanhua Tower just paid it off. Their top product, Qiu Yan girl, is not as good at sex as I am, but Xiao Erniang from Yue Yingxuan is trying every possible means to force me to join, but I am not.
If they agreed, they used a trick to steal the new words I asked for for this event. If I were at the Xuanwu Lake event, I could only sing clichés. Not to mention not getting the position of oiran, I'm afraid I would still sing some clichés.
I have been ridiculed. After much thought, I have concluded that only Mr. Song can help me. Please have mercy on me, Mr. Song."
The young man frowned when he heard this and said: "You should know that although I often write poems for others, I mostly work for the girls under Wanhua Tower. I have a good relationship with the owner of Wanhua Tower. This time it is of great importance.
, if I help you, wouldn’t I offend Lord Wan, and who in Qinhuai doesn’t know that Qin Erniang of Yueyingxuan is ruthless. If I ruin her big things, I’m afraid I will never be able to live in Qinhuai again. Miss Rumeng, you should know that Song
A certain difficulty."
Liu Rumeng covered her face and said: "If I don't have four or five new words, I'm afraid it will be difficult to support me. In such a hurry, where can I buy these many gorgeous new words? Oh, am I really going to fail this time?"
, I, Liu Rumeng, am not as good as Liu Piaoxiang after all. I think back to the time when Piaoxiang girl danced beautifully and was unique on the Qinhuai River. I think of the legend of her smiling proudly at the prince and scolding the king of Han. Rumeng always feels so angry that she always wants to imitate Piaoxiang.
My sister's heroic appearance seems to be nothing more than a foolish dream now."
The deepest sorrow flashed in the young man's eyes when he heard this, and it disappeared in an instant, and then he sighed: "Song admires Miss Rumeng for having such ambition. If the girl doesn't dislike it, Song would be willing to accompany her on the dressing table and write lyrics and music for her, but
I don’t know if the girl needs a piano player, but Song’s piano skills are quite impressive.”
Seeing that her last hope had been cut off, Liu Rumeng couldn't help but speak her inner words. Unexpectedly, Song Yu suddenly agreed to write lyrics for her, and was even more willing to become her subordinate. She couldn't help but be overjoyed, put down her sleeves, and smiled on her beautiful face.
Tears filled her eyes, and now she was laughing through her tears, looking even more beautiful and beautiful. She stepped forward and pulled Song Yu's sleeves and said, "Oh, Mr. Song, if you are willing to condescend, Ru Meng would be willing to worship him as his teacher and respectfully listen to his teachings."
Seeing her expression of surprise and surprise, Song Yu felt his mind tremble and he couldn't control himself. He mingled among the brothel fireworks in order to anesthetize himself. To those Ying Ying Yan Yan, it was just a show for the occasion. At his most indulgent, he was just
He has gentle hands and eyes, but although he is among the flowers, his heart is as calm as an ancient well. Although Liu Rumeng has always been famous, he has a knot in his heart. As soon as he heard that this woman's surname was Liu, he deliberately avoided it and has never seen her before. Why?
Unexpectedly, when he saw her today, Liu Rumeng looked exactly like the beauty he had admired for a long time, no matter her appearance or talent. How could he not be fascinated by her?
Song Yu was the son of a poor family in Southern Chu. His real name was Song Min. He was selected as a scholar at the age of twelve and was hailed as a genius by the villagers. Unexpectedly, his family was repatriated and he had no choice but to live in Jianye. He became famous when he was poor, sick and on the verge of death.
He was rescued by Liu Piaoxiang, a famous prostitute in the south of the Yangtze River, and kept him as a servant on the Piaoxiang Painted Boat. Although he was young at the time, he had an admiration for Liu Piaoxiang. For the sake of his infatuation, he was willing to stay on the Painted Boat.
Although he had no chance to get close to the beautiful woman while working as a lowly servant, Liu Piaoxiang's every smile and smile were the most precious memories in his heart. Because he was always paying attention, he even ignored the affair between Liu Piaoxiang and Jiang Zhe.
Knowing one thing or two, although he was happy that Liu Piaoxiang was able to match his lover, the pain in his heart could not be reduced. After Liu Piaoxiang left the painting boat, he left sadly, thus avoiding the massacre that followed.
Later, he joined the secret camp by chance, but was horrified to learn that Liu Piaoxiang had disappeared. In order to avenge his sweetheart, he concentrated on training hard. Although his martial arts qualifications were only above average, with his unremitting efforts, he
Finally, he was promoted to Eight Horses and was named Yuolun by Jiang Zhe.
Among the Eight Horsemen of the Secret Camp, Dragon Team, Chi Ji is the most valued by Jiang Zhe. He has general talents and attaches great importance to friendship. Pirate Li has a resolute temperament and is calm in dealing with things, but he is cold on the outside but hot on the inside. Bai Yi, in the Tiger Team, is simple in appearance but has the talent of a leader.
, commanded the main combat force of the secret camp; the dark group, Shanzi was good at concealed weapons, and even later gave up martial arts for it, but the assassination plans of the secret camp and the dark group often relied on his, Qu Huang, plain-looking, so
People forget things quickly, and often don’t notice the existence of the enemy until he is on the verge of death; Hidden Group, Hualiu, looks peaceful and easy to get close to, but is thoughtful and thoughtful. Although he is often soft-hearted because of friendship, when he really needs it, he can
Extremely ruthless, green-eared, cheerful and friendly on the outside, but actually smart, capable, and good at management.
Yu Lun is the most special person among the Eight Horses. He was originally the leader of the Tiger Group and was under Bai Yi. It can be said that his martial arts is outstanding in the secret camp and he should have been the same as Huo Yi.
He kills people with open fire, but he prefers to be an assassin. Originally, Jiang Zhe thought that he was not suitable to join the dark team because of his outstanding appearance. But later, everyone had to admit that he was the best assassin. He
The folding fan in his hand is his weapon. The fan bones of the folding fan are made of fine steel. There is a hidden steel needle hidden in the fan, which can directly hit the enemy's vital points when facing the enemy. Countless masters have died under this folding fan. However, Yu Lun
Most of the time, he uses secret calculations and sneak attacks to defeat the enemy. He has strict plans and meticulous layouts, and his attacks never fail. He is good at using strategies, understands people's hearts, and sometimes has a flash of inspiration. He often takes the enemy's life under impossible circumstances, but no one knows it.
He moved his hands. And since he debuted, he has used bohemian behavior to hide his true face. In addition, he has outstanding talent. He can write poems and lyrics in one go, and hang out in the fireworks and willow alleys when he has a little spare time.
, these indulgent behaviors became his best cover. On the surface, he was a noble scholar and a prodigal son, but no one thought that he would be a hard-hearted assassin.
The disciples of the secret camp officially started teaching in the first month of the 22nd year of Xiande in Nanchu. In the first month of the sixth year of Emperor Yonglong's reign, that is, two years ago, according to the original ten-year agreement, all the disciples of the secret camp could be free and go their own way.
The life they want, even before that, Chi Ji and Hua Liu have officially left the secret camp, and Pirate Li has devoted more of his energy to Haishi's shipping. Although they have gained their freedom, everyone in the secret camp has
Almost all of them chose to continue to be loyal to Jiang Zhe. After all, whether they want wealth or wealth, it is not difficult to get it by following Jiang Zhe, not to mention that their loyalty to Jiang Zhe is deeply rooted. Yu Lun is almost the only exception, and he is ranked eighth.
One of Jun, he was already one of Jiang Zhe's registered disciples. The Great Yong Kingdom was at its peak, and Jiang Zhe was at the top of his game. With this status, he could get almost everything he dreamed of. But he chose to leave the secret camp and return to Nanchu.
He spent the rest of his life in Jianye, the capital of the country. Yulun didn't know if Jiang Zhe had any intention of silencing him, but in the end he returned to Jianye safely and lived the life he wanted. In comparison, Bajun
Among them, his loyalty to Jiang Zhe is the weakest. He left the secret camp and Jiang Zhe not for Nanchu or other reasons. In fact, if Jiang Zhe forced him to stay, he would not resist. He just
I just want to go back to the very beginning.
After leaving the secret camp, Yu Lun's life soon fell into trouble. All he learned in the secret camp were murderous plots, but he never learned how to make a living. After all, he was not a member of the secret group. After many years, he was not a member of the secret group.
He is so superior that he is no longer used to being humble, let alone relying on his strength to make a living. His only talent is killing people, but he doesn't even know how to contact the assassination business. In addition, the only thing he can do is write poems and lyrics, but he
He didn't bother to exchange poems for money, not to mention that he didn't value money when he was in the secret camp. If he had gold and silver, he would often squander it all quickly. If he hadn't received a sum of money when he left, I'm afraid he would have been empty-handed.
left.
After getting rid of the fetters, Yu Lun arrived at the Qinhuai River almost directly. With his extraordinary bearing and handsome appearance, coupled with his literary talent and rich wealth, he soon became a guest on the Qinhuai River. He lingered in the wind and moon every day.
Among them, he leaned against the red emerald green, drank wine, sang and danced, and recited poems in his spare time. His poems were elegant, touching, and pathos. A common singer could sing a poem well enough to be famous for half a month. Later, he ran out of money, and if he hadn't often
There was a red card in a brothel who asked him for poems and then gave them gold and silver, but he was afraid that he would already have nothing.
Even so, it didn't take long for him to be impoverished. From a position of being well-dressed and well-educated, with everything being answered, he fell to this predicament. If an ordinary person could not help but feel distressed and regretful, Yuolun was happy with it. He lived in such poverty for a full year and a half. Until he
One day, Huang went to Jianye to do business. He knew that he was living in seclusion here, so he came to see him specially. Seeing how poor he was, Qu Huang was almost shocked. As a result, Qu Huang, who had always been taciturn, couldn't help but drag him to a restaurant for a night of drinking, and then stayed.
Almost all the gold and silver on his body disappeared without a trace. A month later, Qu Huang appeared again, but brought an assassination mission. Since then, Yu Lun's life has changed. Every once in a while, he will hear from Tianji.
Tianji Pavilion or Secret Camp gets various tasks in their hands. These tasks are concentrated near Jianye, and most of them are quite difficult. In fact, Tianji Pavilion has quite a few industries in Jianye, and Secret Camp also has frequent activities in Jianye.
, it’s just that after leaving the secret camp for the first time, he didn’t know the details. Every time he completed a task, the reward he received was enough to allow him to live a luxurious life for a period of time, so that he would not be impoverished.
Yu Lun accepted such a change without hesitation. Although he changed from the former leader of the secret camp to a driven tool today, he did not complain at all or regret at all. The flame of his life seemed to have started more than ten years ago.
After burning out, only in the wind and moon of Qinhuai can Yu Lun feel peace and joy. In fact, sometimes, Yu Lun himself doesn’t understand why he is like a moth flying into the fire without any regrets. Whenever he wants to do something
When I am clear, I always see that bright face that I can never forget.
It wasn't until today, when he met Liu Rumeng in this ordinary restaurant, that he felt that his life seemed to be changing again. This woman's appearance had no resemblance to Liu Piaoxiang, but when she expressed her true feelings
Later, Yu Lun discovered that this woman's temperament and charm were very similar to the person he had been dreaming about. Only for this reason could he agree to stay with this woman, completely forgetting the mission he took on three months ago.
How dangerous and unpredictable it is. Thinking of this, his eyes looking at Liu Rumeng became more and more sad and sad.
Liu Rumeng was as attentive as a hair, so she could naturally detect the changes in his emotions. She had heard about this young man Song Yu for a long time. Many sisters on the Qinhuai River had mentioned this person to her, but for some reason, the two had never met each other.
She also thought about whether Song Yu wanted to avoid it, but she thought it was impossible. The sisters all said that Song Yu was a weird person. Although he would sing and cry every day, he would get Qin Huai drunk, and he would hug him around in the love affair.
Hu, spends money like water, is willful and indulgent, and often looks down upon high-ranking officials and scholars, but he is not at all arrogant towards women like himself who make a living by laughing, but treats each other as friends, unlike those who are having fun in Qinhuai
Even though those men were smiling, they were also full of contempt in their hearts. A careful sister once said that although Mr. Song was among the flowers, he was never really happy. Even if he was fragrant and pink, he could not hide his desolate elegance.
, even the laughter and laughter could not hide the pain in his eyes. Liu Rumeng was half-convinced at first, but when he saw it today, he realized that it was indeed the case. But he didn't know why he was so sad that his pearls were covered in dust when he was not yet 30 years old.
However, the secrets of Song Yu can be discovered slowly. Liu Rumeng saluted and said: "Since Sir agreed to Rumeng, why not go back with Rumeng now? Alas, Yueyingxuan has always been unreasonable. If they know that Sir is helping my concubine,
I'm afraid there's something I can't bear to say about you."
Yu Lun withdrew his gaze and said calmly: "I don't care about the people in Yueyingxuan yet. Miss, please go back first. I will meet you at the boat tomorrow."
Liu Rumeng was about to persuade him again, but when he saw Song Yu's expression was cold, and there was an irresistible aura of solemnity between his brows, his mind was turning over and over again, and he bowed gracefully and said: "In that case, I will wait for you on the boat.
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Yu Lun turned his back and raised his glass to the moon. There was a sadness in his heart and he couldn't help but whisper: "The passionate young master in the past may only have eyes for the newcomer Yan Ruyu now. How can he remember the desolation of the ancient tombs in Jianye City. Miss Liu, it was originally
I thought no one in the world would remember you except me, but I didn’t expect that you actually have a close friend in today’s world.”
Just as the reincarnation was turning nine times, someone came in through the curtain with a loud smile and said: "Brother Song, this time my brother has shown his face. Thank you for your idea. Why are you in this small place on such a good day?"
Sorry, how about you go to Yueyingxuan with me and have a few drinks?"
A hint of coldness flashed in Yu Lun's eyes, and he said with a smile: "Brother Shang is serious, I'm just saying casually, people have to worry about those important national affairs, why should we commoners be troublesome? Drinking is fine, but Brother Shang doesn't want it.
Besides, those are the things that bring down the mood."
That man was none other than Shang Chengye. Although he was the only son of Shang Weijun, he was of high status, but at the same time he was mediocre and blunt. The people he met in daily life were either flattering or flattering, or respected on the surface but actually looked down upon. Although Shang Chengye was stupid, over time, he also
I know that most of the people around me are hypocritical, but the friends I met in this romantic field, although they often make sarcastic remarks, they only treat him as an ordinary person, and they get along with him freely. So after hearing this, not only did he not get angry,
Instead, he smiled and stepped forward, picked up the wheel, and walked out. As he walked, he said, "What's the problem? My father and the others will take care of military and national affairs. Come on, let's get drunk this time."