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After entering the north gate of Pingkangfang and walking eastward, you will find the "Three Songs". Zhongqu where Fengyang Song and Dance House is located is located on Shizi Street.

Because the city built with the idea of ​​establishing the capital in Chang'an, Pingkangfang and the established "imperial city" are only separated by a crossroad, so it is not allowed to build too high a pavilion, lest you accidentally see someone plotting on the opposite street .

The final decision to establish the capital in Kyoto was a surprise, but most shops still abide by this rule by default, but Fengyang Song and Dance House is one of the few exceptions. It has five floors in total, and its architectural style is different from other shops.

It is a five-story building with red walls and green tiles, carved beams and painted buildings. A row of red lanterns hangs high under the cornices. Because it is still daytime, the lanterns are not lit, and the almost inaudible sound of silk and bamboo playing and singing and laughter comes down the wind from upstairs. Several dignified servants welcome the guests into the room.

At this time, Erya changed into men's clothing, and followed Wen Yu holding Ah Tang's arm.

"This is the Fengyang Song and Dance Building? It doesn't look like a serious place." The second girl looked puzzled, did the husband really want to take them in?
"It's here." Wen Yu affirmed.

Although this Fengyang song and dance is also in Pingkangfang, but it is a Qingguan, that is, it only sells art but not body. It is famous for its talent and elegance, and it is precisely because of this that many literati flock here.

After all, this kind of place is worthy of their status as scholars, and it is better to say it than to go to a brothel.

There are more literati, and some nobles also like to invite friends to come here for entertainment, and wealthy businessmen who want to curry favor with them also come here, which makes this place the most well-informed place in Chang'an City.

Of course, the gossip from teahouses in the market is excluded.

The guests and servants who often come here have some impressions. When they see Wen Yu's three faces, they are directly connected with "the bully who is waiting to be slaughtered".

Wen Yu waved his hand to screen off the servant who came forward, and the servant who got a few coins retreated happily.

Although it is daytime, the Fengyang Song and Dance Building, which is a Qingguan, is already open for business. There are many people sitting in the lobby, and there is a Qushuiliu banquet on the right. There are already more than a dozen scholars sitting, and it seems that there is not enough. Man, there are a few spots still vacant.

The tulle is faintly put down on the table in the middle of the lobby, and the clear and shallow sound of silk and bamboo adds an elegant atmosphere to the environment.

Comparing the situation on the left and right sides, Wen Yu took Erya and Ah Tang to the Qushuiliu seat on the right.

As soon as Shi Shi approached, a scholar with big ears who was searching for talents lit up his eyes and beckoned Wen Yu to come over.

"Brother, look at your handsome appearance and extraordinary conversation. Although you are unfamiliar, you must be a person who loves poetry and prose. Are you interested in having a drinking order?"

Wen Yu who didn't say a word at all:
Although Wen Yu came here for this purpose, they still gave way to each other and praised each other, and finally readily agreed.

"Since the elder brother invites you like this, the younger brother will be disrespectful."

Wen Yu sat down next to the big-eared scholar. He wanted to drag Erya and Ah Tang to participate, but Wen Yu refused on the grounds that the younger brother came to see the world, he was not familiar with the world, and he was afraid of spoiling everyone's interest. The servant took two sons and sat behind Wen Yu.

It takes 20 people for a table to drink, because it is still early, many regular customers have not come yet, and it is still short of one person to make up.

After waiting for a while, a scholar dressed in a green robe "fooled" the last person from nowhere. He was a young man who looked thin and small, and his facial features were a bit rough at first glance, but after a long time, he looked a little delicate.

Wen Yu sized up the last person twice meaninglessly, swept across his Adam's apple and chest, and turned his head before the boy turned his gaze away.

He is also a "boy" who disguises himself as a man. It turns out that it is still a common practice in Chang'an for women to disguise himself as a man.

Jiang Zhuqing secretly looked around at the people seated at the Qushuiliu table, but he couldn't find the source of that prying gaze.

She found out that this is a place where scholars, talents, officials and dignitaries in Chang'an City like to come, so she came here early to familiarize herself with the place and make some contacts for the next move.

Although she often participated in various banquets and gatherings, it was the first time that she came to such an occasion alone instead of accompanying Zhuo Fang as a vassal.

So at first she was a little cautious, and deliberately recited a line or two of poems she had made before. Sure enough, someone immediately invited her to participate in the drinking order. clean.

"Okay, now that everyone is here, we can let Mrs. Zheng come out!" The man who sat on the top and looked a little older, about [-] years old, said to the boy next to him.

"Miss Zheng will be here soon." The boy smiled and waved for someone to set up the wine glasses and wine.

"Some of you came together, and some were invited. Before Mrs. Zheng came, why don't we exchange names. If we meet a friend or two and write a masterpiece, then the rest of us will be honored."

The person in the first seat spoke, and the scholars below introduced each other with a smile.

The first person named Pan was a Juren in Chunhua for 18 years. He failed the examination in the second year, but due to the domestic situation, he simply did not take the examination again. He voted for King Ning and was arranged to be a minor official in Chang'an City.

Most of the other scholars were scholars, and there were some who didn't end up at all. Pan Juren was the only one who became an official.

It's not that other people's talents are inferior to Pan Juren's, it's just that the situation has been turbulent in the past two years, the imperial examination has been suspended for three years, and there is no place to take the exam if they want to. The price is for sale, look at the situation, and make a contribution to the dragon.

Of course, these are all hidden thoughts, and no one will say it directly.

The big-eared brother next to Wen Yu is surnamed Su. He has no fame and fame, but the family has some spare money, and because he loves poetry on weekdays, he likes to mix it up every time he drinks.

Wen Yu made up a nonsense identity to get in, her next one would be Jiang Zhuqing.

"My surname is Jiang, and I'm the youngest in my family, so my friends often call me Jiang Xiao. I don't have any fame now, and I came to Chang'an City just to try my luck." Jiang Zhuqing said.

As for luck, everyone knows it well.

After everyone's introduction, Mrs. Zheng just happened to be present.

"Miss Zheng, please tell us to wait."

"I'm sorry, but I'm late. I'll punish myself with a drink first." Madam Zheng was not annoyed, she took a glass of wine and drank it up, and turned it upside down at the end to indicate that there was not a drop left.

It seemed that Pan Juren who said this was a bit petty, and he also noticed this, his face became darker, and he stopped talking.

Madam Zheng couldn't make the guests angry, it was her duty, so she moved every step of the way, "I haven't seen Pan Juren for a while, I heard that the strange incident in Chang'an City has been solved today, Pan Juren has done a great job, and promotion is in sight."

Mrs. Zheng flattered a few soft words, and Pan Juren's expression softened, and her unhappiness disappeared.

But she didn't have much, too much was too much, and then she made a few jokes to warm up the atmosphere, and then began to preside over today's drinking order.

Although Mrs. Zheng's appearance can only be called delicate and pretty, it is all due to her talent that he can become famous in singing and dancing in Fengyang and has never declined.

What the girls do is called "Xi Jiu", that is, the referee. Most of the scribes who come here are self-confident scribes. In the process of drinking orders, no matter whether it is announcing orders, reprimanding or punishing them, they must speak quickly, skillfully and skillfully. Funny, elegant and well-founded, and funny to the scene-you said that Zhang Dalang's behavior is good, what's so good about it?Li Silang made a mistake, where is the mistake?
One is wrong, being ridiculed by scribes is still a trivial matter, and when the news spreads, not only his own reputation will plummet, but the evaluation of Fengyang Song and Dance House will also drop.

If the girls do a good job of matting, there will be literati who will write poems: "Creating new chapters and patting new ones skillfully, and Jin Yu patrolling to help the spirit. I still have to look forward to it all the time, and I am afraid that the return will be the wrong person."

If you don't do well, you will be tongue-tied and flustered every few times, and you will have to compose a poem to laugh at yourself: "I suddenly saw Li Zhenzhi in the south, dancing with his hands like a rumor. You are both romantic and subtle, and you are not born Zheng Zhidu."

At the level of Mrs. Zheng, whether it is doing Xijiao or talking and joking in daily life, she can write a poem about everything all the time.

"Since that's the case, let's start the drinking order today. Can all the scribes make an appointment with the Ming Palace and Gonglu Shi?"

Madam Zheng took out a pair of dice and a wine ladle and put them on the table, which was the responsibility of the Ming government.

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Note:
1. "Giving the Life of a Prostitute to Luo Zhen"

Zheng Renbiao (Tang Dynasty)

Ingeniously crafting new chapters and patting new ones, Jin Yu tours to help the spirit.

Always want to win the waves, but also afraid of wrongly pointing at the wrong person.

2. "Sing on the Table"

Liu Chonglu (Tang Dynasty)

Traveling south, I suddenly saw Li Shenzhi, dancing with his hands like an emissary.

Ren is romantic and reserved, and he is not born like Zheng Duzhi.

3. The drinking order process refers to the Tang Dynasty, and the reference material is "Tang Dynasty Crossing Guide: Chang'an and People's Life Manual"