Blind date in time and space.

Chapter 109 Hate that there are no real immortals in the world
After arriving at the place to listen to the opera, Chen Ji realized that he had lost his mind.

This is not a movie theater, but the Bund, a place called Qunfang River.

Qunfang River is named after Qunfang Tower.

It was originally just for the fun of the porters at the docks.

Later, Xu was profitable, and the number of brothels gradually increased, making it difficult to do business all of a sudden.

A woman from Qunfanglou came up with an idea, set up a stage by the river, and danced in vain for passers-by.

This will be a big deal.

The lightly dressed maiko with a slim figure and a charming expression successfully aroused the strong interest of these porters after dancing for a long time.

It was sold out that night, and business was very good.

The other brothels followed suit, and their momentum grew louder, attracting people from the city.

In the end, it became the liveliest place in Yongkang County at night.

If you don't sell your body as a performer, once you sell your body, you will be the oiran of tens of thousands of taels;
More enchanting dancers who have learned swordsmanship and dance with sword light;
Lively and expensive card halls, restaurants, martial arts arenas, open-air theaters, elephant aunt halls, piano courtyards, jewellery, rouge eyebrow pencils, snack juggling, Jianghu sect residences, herbal medicines, and various weapon shops.

Everything you can think of is here!
"Today's Qunfang River is not just a place for...fireworks."

Sitting on a boat with Chen Ji, Xia Shumin, who had finished explaining to him, blushed and said softly.

After all, this place was started by the affairs of Fengyue, so it's a bit embarrassing to say it.

"I saw it."

Chen Ji chuckled lightly and said, I didn't talk too much about this topic, after all, the little lady is a young lady who has not left the court, and she even brought two maids with her when she went out on a date - now they stay in the cabin to eat and drink, not together.

At this time, the scene of Dream of the Red Chamber hadn't even started yet, so Chen Ji and her were boating and had dinner along the way.

The Qunfang River is open, and there are many restaurants on both sides of the river that are hung with lanterns. People sit in seven or eight story pavilions and drink.

There are many small boats on the river like the painting boat Chen Ji is sitting on now, carrying four or five people, with a table of wine and food on the bow, and the boatman at the stern slowly rocking the boat, listening to the opera on the open-air stage or enjoying the dance on both sides of the river. Ji Yaoluo's figure, or stop the boat ashore, and ask the riverside restaurant to bring some jugs of fine wine.

Drink freely, all night long.

"When you are drunk, you don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams, pressing down on the galaxy."

After seeing these ancient scenes, Chen Ji couldn't help but think back to those classic ancient poems he had learned. This is the novelty and refreshing feeling of crossing the two worlds.

Especially there is an elegant little lady who loves poetry and songs beside her.

After she finished listening to this poem, her eyes sparkled instantly, and the food was no longer delicious. She repeated it in her small mouth, chewing on this poem with light words and ethereal artistic conception, just like a poem written by the poet Taibai.

Judging from her performance, Chen Ji knew that this handed down work of Tang Gong in the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty did not appear in this world.

"When drunk, I don't know the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams pressing the galaxy... Well, what a good poem!!"

From a nearby boat, an old man cheered heartily.

Then there was another sound of drinking, and after drinking a pot, he let out a breath, laughed and repeated it again, looked over, and praised: "Little brother, this poem really won my heart. I don't know who wrote it. ?”

Chen Ji looked over and found that there were two old men on the boat next to him, both of them had white hair and youthful looks, and were hale and hearty. One of them looked like a great Confucian with a refined temperament, while the other was unkempt, with a flushed face from drinking, and a drunken expression.

It's also fortunate that this is the world of martial arts, otherwise he would easily get into trouble if he drank like this.

"Yes--"

"It was done by the young master~"

When Chen Ji wanted to answer, Xia Shumin spoke up first, forcing him to become Wen Chaogong.

"I didn't expect the little brother to have such a great talent."

The old man praised again, and asked again: "I don't know what the whole poem is?"

Xia Shumin also looked at him.

At this time, the two poems that the old man cheered and read just now have been spread on both sides of the river. The power of the famous lines through the ages is extraordinary.

Chen Ji could only act as a copywriter once, and finished reading this poem to Xia Shumin and the two old men:

"The west wind blows the old Dongting waves, and Xiang Jun has gray hair all night.

When drunk, I don't know the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams, pressing down on the galaxy. "

Although some texts are not on topic, with the last two famous lines, the scene is still suppressed, and everyone is thinking about it carefully.

But the old man was dumbfounded.

Isn't this poem a true portrayal of him?

He, who was originally drunk, fell silent at this moment, as if he was recalling all kinds of things in his mind.

After a long time, he sighed to another elegant old man:

"Old friend, 90 years ago, every time I met you, you always sighed and said that you traveled all over the world, but you couldn't find the way to go beyond martial arts. All over the world but got nothing and laughed at it."

Chen Ji was a little surprised, why did the old man suddenly say this?

90 years ago, so they were at least 100 years old.

Xia Shumin was suddenly startled and looked at the two old men.

"Eight years ago."

The old man continued: "You said that I couldn't open that dim door, and I didn't even know if the door was there or if there was a way. I sighed that my mortal body was getting old day by day, and I laughed at you for learning from Qin Shihuang. I laughed at your age." There are a lot of them, and they don’t even have any children.”

In front of him, the elegant old man just smiled.

Xia Shumin became flustered and lowered her head, not daring to look at anyone.

The old man continued: "50 years ago, my wife passed away, and my sons and granddaughters gave birth to a lot of children, and the children gave birth to children. The Li family has a large family, and the Chinese New Year is very lively.

Every time I have a big birthday, there will always be a large group of people from the Jianghu who come to congratulate me. Everyone respectfully calls me an old man, and compliments that as long as I am here, the world will not be chaotic.

But I'm used to seeing it, and I don't know when it started, I thought that being full of children and grandchildren and being famous all over the world is nothing more than that.

Until one day, I found that not only could I not remember the names of many descendants, but I was even indifferent to their unexpected death. I sat in a chair in the dark old house in depression and numbness all day long, recalling the past Jianghu events, and remembering how you went with old friends. This place is looking for the Taoist expert, looking for the scenes of hidden real immortals. "

"Until then, I suddenly realized that although my body was still alive, my heart was about to die."

"I was eager to find you in Asking Fairy Valley. I saw you cultivating yourself in the valley, comprehending the way of heaven, and not being moved by ordinary things. You are like an old fairy in the valley who hides from the world, and is at ease."

"At that moment, I really woke up."

"For all things in the world, all living beings, only the Tao is eternal, and only the immortals can survive forever. Only by asking the immortals can they live forever!"

The old man was impassioned, as if after an epiphany, the way to become a fairy was already in front of him.

Chen Ji was a little strange, it didn't seem to have anything to do with Tang Gong's poems, did it?

"Unfortunately."

The old man surnamed Li sighed deeply again, "Only after I set foot on this road, did I know why you, my old friend, told me 90 years ago that the road ahead was over, and why did you say that there is no real fairy in the world? !"

"Hate the world without true immortals?"

The green bamboo in the cabin poked out a small head, and said with a smile: "First, there is no way to ask immortality, secondly, there is no way to seek immortality, and thirdly, there is no way to seek immortality. Old man, you also want to be king, and thirdly, do you hate it?"

Xia Shumin had covered her cheeks with a handkerchief at some point, and after hearing what the maid said, she hurriedly got up and pushed her back into the cabin.

Chen Ji's expression was strange.

Should I say...

"Wang Sanhen? Hahaha, I want to be Zhao Sanhen!"

The old man surnamed Li laughed loudly, picked up the jug and said to his old friend:
"Seventy years ago, I advised you to drink more alcohol. If you drank until you were drunk, you didn't have to worry about whether you were immortal or not. Now I advise myself, drink! If you drink so much that you don't know the sky is in the water, your life's dream of immortality will press down on the galaxy, and immortals will come to you. Come on, hahaha!"

(End of this chapter)