prosperous age

Chapter 124 Chapter 123

In a quiet small courtyard, a study room with simple and elegant layout, a book is thrown on a desk next to the window, and a pair of feet are resting on the desk.

Wei Guangde was lying on the chair without any image, lazily, humming the songs of later generations.

This is the house that the Wei family bought in Jiujiang Fucheng, and they moved here two days ago.

The front yard was handed over to Aunt Liu's family to live in, and Wei Guangde, the main yard in the back yard, was vacant, ready to live there after his parents came over, and the elder brother could also live there in the future.

My small courtyard is a bit simpler, with only a few rooms, and I occupy a big room. The main room is the main room when entering the door, and the left and right wing rooms are bedrooms and study rooms.

Now there are only two people living in this small courtyard, he and Zhang Ji.

Yesterday when they moved to a new house, Wei Guangde invited many schoolmates from the prefectural school to eat and drink, many young masters from Wei Li also came, Zhang Hongfu brought many people from home to help, and now they have packed up and gone back.

The news that Father Wei will come to Weili to serve as Wei Zhenfu has already spread, which also means that the appointment has been finalized and there will be no accidents.

Although Wei Zhenfu was a very low-ranking official in the guard, after all, he still had the real power in his hands, and no one wanted to meet them.

So now that Wei Guangde is in contact with these guard children, no one treats him as a son of a hundred families. Although he is only a step up in rank, he is already an official of the guard.

"Master, Master, Master Zhang is here."

When Wei Guangde was bored, Zhang Ji ran in from outside and shouted.

Zhang Ji has followed Wei Guangde to Jiujiang for some time, and has already given up the habit of calling Wei Guangde by his nickname.

"He's here? Make a pot of tea and come here."

Wei Guangde put down his feet, stood up and walked out, giving instructions as he walked.

Zhang Hongfu didn't go into the backyard, but sat in the lobby of the front yard. When Wei Guangde came over, Aunt Liu had already asked his daughter to make tea and put it on the coffee table.

"Cousin is here, what's the matter?"

When Wei Guangde entered the room, he said that instead of taking the place of the previous master, he sat on the chair next to Zhang Hongfu.

"Didn't you ask for leave these days? I was thinking that you are bored staying at home, and I didn't see you going out, so I came to have a look."

Zhang Hongfu said with a smile, "Today's fifteenth, Miss Xiangning from Cuixiu Hall will perform on stage, let's go and have a look."

"Xiangning? Is that the Jiujiang flower you mentioned?"

Wei Guangde didn't know what was going on, he had been feeling sluggish these days, and he didn't have the energy to do anything, but when Zhang Hongfu invited him to watch Xiangning's performance in Cuixiu Hall, he became interested for some reason.

In Nanchang Mansion, he followed scholars and scholars to the brothels many times, but they were all drinking and listening to music, and they were playing money there. He had never been to the brothels in Jiujiang Mansion.

He is not very interested in brothels, he mainly wants to see the oirans of ancient brothels, and see if they are as beautiful as those stars in later generations.

Well, he has met Peng Ze's oiran a long time ago. When he was in Nanchang Mansion, he also met two girls who were called Nanchang Mansion Oiran. They were indeed beautiful.

Wei Guangde, the oiran of Jiujiang Mansion, also wants to see and see.

The oirans of the Ming Dynasty had a lot of airs, and they were not something you could see casually.

Wei Guangde went to quite a few brothels in Nanchang Mansion, and he only saw two of them. It was because they heard that they were talents who participated in the provincial examination, so they came out to play a song.

Wei Guangde had heard the name of this Xiangning girl from Jiujiang Mansion a long time ago at banquets, and it is said that she is both talented and beautiful.

Although Wei Guangde yearned for beautiful women, but at this time, he didn't think much about it.

This time when I went home to chat with my eldest brother, Wei Wencai knew that he had entered and exited the brothel in Nanchang Mansion, so he put his arm around his head and gave him a harsh lesson, "After 15 years old, you can do whatever you want, and now you are not allowed to do anything. "

Well, this is a kind of concept in this era. I think that even if a man is 15 years old, he can get married and do other things naturally. Being too young is not good for his health.

Thinking of being teased by those scholars in Nanchang Mansion for not having even hair, my cousin and Zeng Yuanshu also said to wait two more years, and Wei Guangde would be about 15 years old at that time, so naturally he could do it.

Regardless of whether Wei Guangde wanted to move or not, anyway, he was dragged out of the house by Zhang Hongfu.

It was getting dark, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the bustling streets, and most of them went home to rest.

The shops on the street closed their doors one after another due to the decrease in customers, and Jiujiang City gradually fell into a deep sleep.

It's just that when the lights of thousands of families are resting, it is the beginning of the night life of the scholars and young masters.

"Thousands of songs and dances are countless, but the neon dress dance is my favorite.

During the dance, it is cold and fresh, and the spring breeze is in the sky, in front of the incense table under the jade hook bar.

Yan Ruyu, the dancer in front of the case, doesn't wear common clothes.

Hongshang and Xia Pei step by step and shake the crown, and the tins and wreaths are full of Pei Shanshan.

Pingting doesn't seem to let Luo Qi go, Gu Tingle suspends and stops.

The chime flute, the zither, and the flute are hand in hand, and the sound of the bell and the blow is meandering."

Relying on his super-strong memory, although Wei Guangde can't remember many things he read in later generations, he can't forget all the books he read in this life.

Sitting in the elegant seat on the second floor of Cuixiu Hall, eating the dishes on the table, drinking the wine in the glass, looking at the high platform downstairs through the pavilion railing, the young women on and off the stage are dancing there, unconsciously thinking of Bai Juyi "Neon Clothes and Feather Clothes Dance Song".

"Hehe, it's the occasion, that is, Guangde can be so polite. If you ask us to read the book, I'm afraid we won't be able to recognize all the words on it."

After Wei Guangde finished reading the long poem "Neon Clothes and Feather Clothes Dance", a young man next to him immediately said with a smile.

It's not that they want to praise Wei Guangde, to be honest, playing with Wei Guangde is mainly for the Zhang family's face, but Wei Guangde is already a scholar at a young age, so the family naturally has an explanation.

It's just that it's not because of this at the moment, but just listening to Wei Guangde read out such a long thing, I feel admiration. This memory is second to none, and the people at this table can't keep up.

At this time, the rhythm of the melodious tune gradually began to speed up, as if it was about to reach a climax. The dancers on and off the stage in various dance costumes accelerated their dancing postures with the gradually exciting music. The skin inside the tulle-like clothes could be vaguely seen, and the ribbons were floating. , into a blooming flower in the air.

Suddenly, several dancers came up from the backstage to the front stage. Their sleeves were thrown away, and the sleeves danced. Countless petals fluttered down the sky, swaying, petals, holding strands of agarwood... …

"Is this the song and dance of the Ming Dynasty?"

Wei Guangde sees everything in his eyes. The song and dance performance in Cuixiu Hall on the [-]th day of the junior high school subverted his three views. There were also large-scale song and dance performances in ancient times.

The petals were scattered all over the stage and off the stage.

With the end of the song, the dancers left the stage one after another as they did several times before, and the guests downstairs and downstairs couldn't stop applauding.

But it was only for a moment, and the applause was suddenly magnified several times. At this time, a young woman was coming to the stage.

(End of this chapter)