A powerful minister of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 212 The famous prostitute still has strength
Without waiting for Song Xuan to answer, Lu Lejian shouted:
"Okay, I've been wanting to meet Miss Yu Linglong for a long time."

"Please come out quickly and let Twelve Brother open his eyes. I told him that Miss Yu Linglong is truly a stunning beauty, but he refused to believe it!"

"good."

Wang Tai also joined in the fun.

Although he visited brothels many times, he never spent a lot of money in Songcheng.

"Our Yu Linglong is a prostitute, she only sells her art but not her body."

The madam praised him from the side:

"I seldom receive guests on weekdays, but today happens to be the Mid-Autumn Festival, so I'll sing a song for you all."

Besides, she also believed that it was difficult for young people to abstain from sex.

She also changed her job from being a prostitute to being a brothel owner, and she had already seen the appearance of those scholars.

They are all hypocritical.

They were the ones who fought over the courtesan and even got into fights with each other!

She thought that she would have to use some tricks to frame Song Xuan and leave a poem for our Yu Linglong to increase her value.

The lyrics written by Liu Sanbian were not as popular as the last time.

It is not of much help to Yu Linglong.

Especially the insect girls in Tokyo are no longer prostitutes, and many people can pay to sleep with them.

Can it be of the same grade as our Yu Linglong?
So she placed her hopes on Song Xuan. Since they were all from the same village, how could she not take care of him?
That was also said about Lu Lejian’s words.

But she never expected that Song Xuan, who made so much money, would actually choose not to pay the entrance fee to come to this place to play.

Wang Tai didn't care at all about what the madam said.

What the hell is a prostitute?

Since you are already in a place of entertainment, don't expect every prostitute to be able to control himself.

It’s just that the brothel madams sometimes keep an eye on it all the time, simply because the virginity of a prostitute is extremely valuable and will not be sold easily.

Women have a low status, let alone the lowest-level prostitutes.

To them.

Is there anything that can be absolutely defended?

The only thing you are lucky about is that you have been moved from a golden cage that anyone can see into a cage that only one person can see.

For those who are unlucky, old and ugly and no one wants them, it is a blessing to be able to become a nun.

According to the madam's request, someone came on stage to announce the show.

As the top performer Yu Linglong was about to play "Liangzhou Dabian" for everyone!
The people in the lobby exclaimed instantly.

Some people from the private rooms on the second floor also came out to watch the fun, or opened the windows.

Waiting for the sound of the pipa to come in.

"What kind of shitty song is this? I've never heard of it before."

Song Xuan was a little curious.

He thought they would talk about the music of Li Yu, the last emperor of Southern Tang!

"Each set of da qu consists of more than ten bian. If you can sing all the bian completely, it is called a da bian."

Zhang Kang explained to Song Xuan:
"The Tang Dynasty poet Yuan Zhen described it in his Pipa Song:
"The Liangzhou Dabian is the most resounding, and the Liuyao Sanxu has many twists and turns."

"What I mean is that the piece Liangzhou Dabian is particularly bold and unrestrained, and the Liuyao Sanxu part is even more exciting to listen to."

"Oh I got it."

Song Xuan nodded slightly, then chuckled:
"To truly feel the blood boiling, you have to go to the northwest and fight to feel it."

Zhang Kang discovered that Song Xuan did not have the elegant hobbies of literati.

Instead, he likes to show off his skills and always talks about developing the Northwest and making achievements in the Northwest.

What merits does the Northwest have that can be established there?
As a Jinshi, Zhang Kang did not understand Song Xuan's idea at all, and he had no idea of ​​going to the northwest to make achievements!

“You don’t understand the power of music. Just listen to it more.”

When Song Xuan heard Zhang Kang's explanation, the tune of cotton-picking immediately rang in his mind.

Zhang Kang laughed out loud twice, and was looking forward to the top singer coming out to play with him.

That is the wholehearted enjoyment!
Wang Tai, Lu Lejian and others stretched their necks, fearing that they would not be able to see Yu Linglong playing the pipa from their position.

Han Qi still sat there straight and silent.

Zhu Yu asked in a low voice:

"Twelfth brother, is this your first time here too?"

"Indeed, this kind of gold-consuming den is definitely not something an ordinary person like me can easily set foot in."

"You, an ordinary person?"

Having been desk mates for so long, Zhu Yu was used to Song Xuan's sometimes shocking remarks.

But sometimes I am very confused about what comes out of his mouth.

"Yeah, can I do something that costs a fortune in this brothel?"

From what he had just done, Zhu Yu felt that Song Xuan could not do such a thing.

After all, he was reluctant to even pay the entrance fee.

Not to mention spending a fortune.

The madam immediately gave someone a look, indicating that Liu Sanbian should be invited to the lobby.

It’s better when two people fight with each other!
She went up to invite Yu Linglong in person.

"Mother Ding, why do you suddenly want to add a new track?"

Yu Linglong is young after all, only sixteen years old, and still a little bit temperamental.

"My dear aunt, your chance to become famous has come."

The madam's face was filled with joy: "Song Xuan, the great talent of Song City, has arrived. This is a rare opportunity!"

"Song Xuan?"

"Timely Rain Song Twelve!"

The madam quickly sat aside and pointed at her:
"Do you know how much effort Mommy put into catching him for you?"

"Now that they've finally come, you have to seize the opportunity!"

Yu Linglong had never heard of the name of Song Xuan, the timely rain.

People who are familiar with this name have almost no money to come to the brothel in Hongtaifang.

They would rather go directly to brothels where they could have sex with people and solve their problems.

"Who is this person?"

The madam started talking a lot, and then said:
"This year he has the best chance of passing the Yingtian Prefecture exam!"

"he?"

Yu Linglong then asked in confusion:

"He failed the exam last time, so how can Mom be so sure he'll pass this time?"

"You've met quite a few scholars, so you understand how those people, after failing the exam, would indulge in drinking to drown their sorrows."

"But Song Xuan is different. He works hard day and night. Even Wang Tai, the prime minister's son, can't figure out why Song Xuan failed the exam!"

"Not only Wang Tai, but also the Prime Minister's grandson, Lü Lejian. These young men all look up to young Song Xuan and their words and actions are filled with admiration. This is undeniable."

"When men like them admire someone, they usually won't say it directly. At most, they'll hint at something like, 'He's pretty strong,' and that being his friend is something they're proud of."

Yu Linglong would not doubt Mother Ding's views on men, as she had never failed in all these years.

"Linglong, today is August 15th. You might as well work hard. If you can get Song Xuan to write a poem specifically for you, even if it won't be spread immediately, if he can win the title of Jieyuan in a few days, you can certainly use his fame to reach a higher level!"

"It's good enough for him to pass the exam, but can he even get the title of Jieyuan?"

"Just keep your mouth shut. Do you know what it means to be reserved?"

"Men are just that mean. The more you act pretentious, the more they'll chase you. But if you act too low, they'll lose all interest in you."

"Got it, Mom."

Although Yu Linglong didn't understand the logic here, she still obediently picked up her pipa and followed Mother Ding downstairs.

As soon as she went out, someone exclaimed.

Yu Linglong wore a ring on her head and a light pink half-veil on her face, revealing her almond-shaped eyes, and she walked barefoot on the carpet.

The bells on the ankles rang with every footstep.

First, the guests upstairs stared at her, and then the prostitutes looked at the top prostitute coming out with complicated expressions.

There is envy and there is jealousy.

After all, we are all prostitutes, so why are you, a little girl, the only one who looks noble?

"I'm coming."

Lu Lejian pointed at the courtesan Yu Linglong who was walking down the stairs.

Zhang Fangping looked up and found that the young lady's eyes were looking at him. They were really beautiful.

Even Han Qi, who was usually taciturn, was staring at him.

Zhu Yu raised his eyebrows slightly.

The girl was wearing a half-revealed veil, which actually highlighted her fair skin and her eyes were quite alluring.

Song Xuan glanced at the courtesan. She did know how to dress up and was obviously a trained young lady with the ability to seduce men.

It’s just this outfit, Song Xuan thinks it’s quite ordinary.

Her skin is fair and her feet are white too.

Maybe there will be many jade foot lovers who like it very much.

It’s a pity that I prefer wearing stockings.

The most important thing is that her penis is small, not even as big as the madam's.

That's intolerable!

Song Xuan didn't realize that during the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, plump women were considered beautiful, and they wanted to show off their breasts.

Why did the customs of liking women change in the Song Dynasty after the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms?
Everyone thinks Lei Xiao is beautiful!
Yu Linglong walked onto the stage barefoot on the carpet.

By this time her band was ready.

Although the pipa is the main instrument, other instruments must cooperate with it to produce a stronger live effect.

As soon as the top performer Yu Linglong came on stage, people started shouting and presenting gifts to her.

And it hasn't even started playing yet. Especially this kind of courtesan, barefoot but holding the pipa half-covered, is too attractive.

"Young men from Wuling compete to tie their hair, and they don't know how many red silks they have."

Song Xuan was amazed:

"I finally understand the mentality of the top guy on the list. The key is that no one is counting!"

Zhang Kang laughed out loud:
"Don't worry, there are smart people who will remember it."

He just realized that the other students were all a little pale when they saw Yu Linglong.

Only Song Xuan looked him up and down with a look of disinterest.

Zhang Kang didn’t think Song Xuan liked men, it was just that this top-ranked woman didn’t suit his taste.

He also understands that every man has a different definition of beauty.

Some people treasure it as a treasure, while others treat it as a piece of trash.

In fact, Yu Linglong, the top star of Hongtaifang, has appeared in many occasions in the past year.

She had seen the looks of many men, and many of them wanted to eat her alive.

Because of Mother Ding's instructions, Yu Linglong looked at Song Xuan carefully for a while.

He looked himself up and down, then revealed a hint of disgust.

Although it quickly subsided, Yu Linglong still caught it.

Which man would look at me like this?
Besides, I am really a prostitute.

"What does he mean?"

Yu Linglong always felt that she was very lucky. Even if she became a court prostitute, she was still the top prostitute and would not allow herself to be humiliated.

It is also sought after by many readers.

Song Xuan's eyes immediately broke Yu Linglong's defense!
Because according to the laws of the Song Dynasty, she really had the lowest status.

Of course, there is no shortage of kind people.

According to unofficial historical records, the elderly Fan Zhongyan redeemed a 15-year-old prostitute and brought her home.

Fortunately, Yu Linglong was wearing a veil and had strong professional qualities, so her expression changed quickly.

She bowed gracefully to the audience, then sat on a chair, set up the pipa, and first strummed it a few times as a way of tuning it.

The whole audience fell silent, anticipating Yu Linglong's performance.

Yu Linglong sat upright in front of the zither, her fingers lightly touching the strings, and the sound of the zither poured out like flowing water.

It starts out low and gentle, like the sighs of soldiers on the border, but in an instant, the melody becomes rapid, like a violent storm.

The sound of swords and horses was overwhelming.

It feels like being on an ancient battlefield.

Song Xuan felt goose bumps on his arms.

He was not interested in these things at first. He just wanted to watch the curious electronic music performance of the pipa. He had never been familiar with this kind of pipa music.

But Yu Linglong's playing made him very excited.

When listening to the pipa music, one can tell the composure of an old artist. I wonder how long he has practiced hard!

Yu Linglong's fingering is skillful and the rhythm is unpredictable, but she is always in control.

The sound of the piano is sometimes clear like the cry of a crane in the sky, and sometimes low like the echo in a valley. The timbre is distinct and layered, which is breathtaking.

"it is good."

Zhang Kang shouted secretly, but did not dare to disturb Yu Linglong's performance.

"As the zither played, everyone seemed transported to a desolate frontier, with yellow sand filling the sky and the neighing of war horses in their ears."

All the guests listened attentively with bated breath.

Some had tears in their eyes, others clenched their fists.

It seems as if I share the same breath and fate with the soldiers in the song.

The song reaches its climax.

There was a hint of tragedy between Yu Linglong's eyebrows.

Song Xuan clenched his fists, wishing he could kill the enemy together with the soldiers at the border!
When the song ended, the lingering sound made everyone unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

Yu Linglong slowly stood up and bowed to everyone again.

"it is good!"

"It's worth a reward, it's worth a reward!"

For a moment, there was thunderous applause in the hall, followed by howling and the throwing of money.

In fact, this kind of thing is avoided in brothels. Most people are asked to write a note or something, which is then read out first to bring fame to the sponsor.

After all, the atmosphere at the scene was really warm.

Everyone couldn't help but give rewards.

The madam just thought that her top prostitute was very popular, and as long as she didn't speak to her easily and irritated her, it would be fine.

Many people like this one.

With such lively support.

It seemed as if the tragedy and tenderness just now had disappeared with the wind, and only the elegance of Yu Linglong's piano music remained imprinted in the visitor's heart.

Liu Sanbian was also amazed by Yu Linglong's piano playing. He had been to many red-light districts in Tokyo.

But there has never been a woman who plays the piano better than Yu Linglong!
But he has always been short of money, so he has nothing to reward.

Only by writing a poem can I express my feelings.

Liu Sanbian naturally began to think carefully.

"it is good."

Fan Xiang also shouted loudly, then turned around and said:
"Unfortunately, I'm short of money, so I can only applaud vigorously."

"What's this?"

Song Xuan was also impressed by Yu Linglong's piano playing.

To be able to reach such a master level at such a young age is not only a sign of talent, but also a lot of hardship he must have suffered behind the scenes.

"Those with money can show their support with money, and those without money can show their support with their presence. I bet her ransom will be a astronomical price!"

"Yeah."

Fan Xiang naturally agreed with Song Xuan's words.

After all, in his opinion, it is great to be able to broaden your horizons without spending any money.

Because he really has no money!

Zhang Kang was an official and naturally wealthy, so he took out a gold leaf, placed it on a tray and gave it to Yu Linglong as a reward.

Even this is still too little!

Of course, people like Song Xuan just wasted their time and energy without receiving any reward at all.

"It's worthy of being called a gold-consuming den." Han Qi marveled:
"We can earn so much from just one song, which is more than many farmers can earn in years."

Zhu Yu glanced at Han Qi. He was always quiet, but he cared about the people?

"One more."

"another one."

The calls grew louder.

The madam came on stage and began to thank everyone one by one.

In short, my skills are not very good, and I am grateful for your support, which has enabled me to get to where I am today.

If you guests like, Yu Linglong will play a piece of Pipa Xing for you, but I also have a request today.

It is the fifteenth day of the eighth month, so you might as well write some poems for my daughter to cheer her up.

The madam immediately pointed it out:
"You may not know that Liu Sanbian, who is famous in Tokyo today, is here."

There was a burst of exclamation from the audience.

They had all heard of Liu Sanbian's lyrics.

I never thought he would come too!
Liu Sanbian also stood up and bowed to everyone to express his gratitude.

The madam changed the subject and took the initiative to speak:

"You may not know that Song Twelve, the prodigy who is good at writing poetry and lyrics, has also come to Hongtaifang today!"

Child prodigy Song Twelve?
Everyone was surprised.

Because they had all heard of the name Song Twelve.

His nickname is Timely Rain, and who doesn’t know that his bookstore makes a fortune every day?
Even when Chairman Zhao of Songcheng's largest silk company wanted to get a piece of the pie, he ended up losing a lot of money.

In addition, the name of "Timely Rain" is often mentioned by ruffians, so some people must have heard of it.

Someone gave him a nickname:

Dung Tyrant-Song Twelve!
All the manure was taken away by the ruffians who were beaten into submission by Song Xuan. The big vegetable growers outside the city also ordered it from him.

"But the timely rain Song Twelve?"

"of course."

The madam then looked at Song Xuan with a smile, hoping that he would give her some face.

"Twelfth brother, the madam is calling you!"

Song Xuan understood that he could come in for free, and the madam also had something to ask for, so he stood up and bowed to everyone, saying:
"My name is Song Xuan, Song Twelve. Today I am honored to enjoy the moon and beautiful music with you all, and eat and drink well."

"Hahaha."

Everyone burst into laughter.

After all, what Song Xuan said was so down-to-earth, and it didn't sound like the words of a condescending scholar at all.

Otherwise, you have to say a few words!

Liu Sanbian also looked over and smiled at Song Xuan.

Among all the people present, Song Xuan was the only one who was good at writing poetry.

But in this place of fireworks, Liu Sanbian is still quite confident!

Even though Song Twelve is talented, he may not be able to surpass himself in this aspect.

Someone in the lobby said loudly:
"I've long heard that Shi Er Lang's poetry is unrivaled in Song City. Since you write such great stories, your poetry must be good too. We are so lucky today!"

(End of this chapter)