Chapter 133, Who first saw the moon by the river? When did the moon shine on the river?

Before it was dark, the tickets of twenty taels of silver were sold out? Mei Zhenyi pointed to the back door of the hall and said, "Did the person wearing yellow shirts have to board the flower boat? Why did he go to the backyard?"

The waiter: "That gentleman happened to be the twelfth guest on the flower boat tonight." I was so unlucky. Mei Zhenyi was thinking of another idea, but saw the bead curtain behind the hall revealing an acquaintance's face. It was Jiang Hua, the former governor of Wuzhou and the current assistant minister of Qiuguan.

Jiang Hua did not see Mei Zhenyi and others talking to the waiter. He quickly walked towards the gate and bowed, "Oh, Mr. Su, you are finally here! You are so in great interest. You are listening to the music on the white peony's flower boat and bringing the beauty to the same table."

I saw an elder with white hair and beard walking in outside the door, and there was a delicate little lady next to him. Mei Zhenyi also knew this man. It was Su Liangsi, whom Wen Guogong, whom he had met at Wenchangtai. It turned out that Jiang Hua was treating him today, and the person who was invited was Lord Su's left prime minister in Wenchangtai. He had already decided the seat on the flower boat on the Mudanfang, including Lord Su's companions.

This Lord Su is also interesting. He is 82 years old and comes to join Bai Mudan for fun, but brings his girlfriend at home. Taking a female companion to such an occasion does not mean that the old man is lustful. In fact, it shows an attitude and does not want to take the courtesan, but someone invites him to do so with a hearty invitation and feels embarrassed not to come.

Mei Zhenyi heard their conversation, her eyes rolled and she stepped forward to salute: "Mr. Su, how are you, Lord Jiang! I didn't expect to meet again here."

When Jiang Hua saw that the visitor was Mr. Mei, he quickly returned the gift and said that the beauty of the moon was so elegant. Lord Su asked with a smile: "Mr. Mei, you are here too. Lord Jiang also invites you to go on the flower boat to listen to the song?"

Mei Zhenyi sighed with regret: "Oh, I don't have the blessing to see Bai Mudan's beautiful face. I will leave Shendu soon and return home. Before leaving, I want to come to see the famous Luoyang flower courtesan. Unfortunately, the seats on the flower boat will be full tonight... It won't delay the old man's pleasure, please get on the boat."

Su Liangsi raised his beard and said, "Oh, you also want to see Bai Mudan. How many of you are there?"

Mei Zhenyi: "Three."

Su Liangsi: "That's right!... Jiang Hua, we won't have to board the flower boat tonight. You can give those three seats to Mr. Mei." Jiang Hua was a little stunned when he heard this, and agreed to it, and refused or not. Su Liangsi patted Mei Zhenyi's shoulder and smiled, "Young man is not romantic. Mr. Mei, I'm optimistic about you!"

Mei Zhenyi clasped her fists obediently: "Thank you Grandpa Su for your fulfillment!" She said to Jiang Hua again: "Thank you Mr. Jiang!"

Jiang Hua had no choice but to nod, and smiled and said, "Where is it, why should you be polite? Since Lord Su gives the seat, I will have another seat to accompany Lord Su to have a drink."

Qingfeng spoke the most directly and said to the waiter next to him: "Since you have a seat, please take us on the boat."

Mei Gang whispered in a little hesitantly: "Young Master, you should get on the boat with Lord Su, I'll wait outside."

Mei Zhenyi held his sleeve: "Since Lord Su gives up the seat, we don't accept it, but don't give face. Are you worried that you will recite poems when you get on the boat? I heard Uncle Mei Yi say that his brother is also quite literary. He is not only a martial artist."

Mei Gang: "It depends on who you compare with. How dare you show your ugly face in front of the talented man in Luoyang?"

Mei Zhenyi: "No matter what, wrong poetry is also a poem, I am far inferior to you. Let's go."

The three of them rushed to the backyard. The pet concubine next to Su Liangsi was a little unhappy and said with a cherry mouth: "I still want to see what's so great about that white peony?"

Su Liangsi: "A woman in the world, what are you comparing with others? Besides, what are you proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?"

The pet girl hugged Su Liangsi's arm and twisted her body: "Xiao Yu'er will be proficient in whatever she likes."

Su Liangsi raised his hand and slapped her round butt: "Go upstairs, Lord Jiang. Let's find another private room. It's not the same wherever you listen to music and drink."

Nanxiahe River is not the name of a river, it means that it is close to the lower reaches of the Yellow River. This river is actually called Nanshui. Mudanfang is built on Nanshui. The backyard covers a large area and does not have a courtyard wall connected to the dock. There is a painting boat transformed by an official boat, and the rolling curtain bead banner is very luxurious.

The river bank is planted with rows of plum trees and peach trees, and there are many colorful lanterns hanging on the trees, illuminating this river water. The plum blossoms have already bloomed at this time. The plum trees are green and green, and the peach blossoms are about to pass the peak season. They are about to be gone, and the plum blossoms are full of powder, and the wind is like rain. This is a clear night. The bright moon is in the air, and the moonlight is sprinkling on the water surface. The reflected moonlight reflects the colorful lanterns on the shore. A breeze blows, and there seems to be chaos in the south water, breaking jade and shining colorful.

The three of them boarded the bow of the boat. A woman in pink was combed with a duck bun, bright eyes, white teeth, and beautiful face. She gave a gift in front of the pearl curtain: "Please pay tribute to the three young men!"

Mei Gang clasped his fists and said, "Miss Bai? This is Mei Zhenyi, the son of Nanlu Gong, and the VIP Qingfeng from my house."

The woman turned sideways: "I dare not, I am just a little maid to welcome guests on the pleasure boat, and Miss Bai is still in the inner room."

Mei Gang recognized the wrong person. The man was just a maid who welcomed the guests, not Bai Mudan. Fortunately, he was thick-skinned and laughed dryly, and followed the maid into the pleasure boat. Mei Zhenyi said in the back: "This Bai Mudan's method is indeed good. Even a maid who welcomes guests has such a beauty. What would the owner look like? The guest's appetite was lifted up when he got on board!"

This pleasure boat is not small, with a small front hall, and you can only get to the main hall through the front hall. The main hall is well-designed. The twelve seats are divided into three rows on the left, center and right, all facing the center with a "stage". The position of the stage is not high, on the contrary, it is one level lower than everyone's seats. This design inadvertently makes guests feel comfortable.

There are two young women on both sides of the stage, one is playing the flute and the other is playing the piano, with a bright and beautiful wrist in the plain fingers, all of which are beautiful in the world. There are no chairs or stools in the boat warehouse. The so-called seat is an embroidered cushion on the ground, and there is a short table in front of the face, with wine and food placed on the short table. The eight mats on the left and right were already full, and a man in yellow was sitting on the far left of the four mats on the front, which was Mr. Sui.

There was a small golden bell tied to the bead curtain at the hall door, and a pleasant sound came in and out. The guests on the table looked back and saw someone immediately stood up and said, "Isn't this Mr. Mei? You are also here in Mudanfang? Just now, Minister Jiang went out to welcome Lord Su, why was you here?"

It’s normal for someone to know him. Mei Zhenyi had met all the civil and military officials in court. He also smiled and replied, “Mr. Su gave me the seat to wait. I don’t have any good poetry and prose. I just come to appreciate all the talents tonight.”

They introduced each other while talking and laughing. The four people on the left are Zhang Ruoxu, Zhang Xu, Bao Rong and He Zhizhang. Among these four people, Zhang Xu is the youngest, with a slim and a slim appearance of only sixteen or seven years old. He Zhizhang is the oldest, only twenty-five or six. God! Mei Zhenyi was secretly shocked while bowing.

He Zhizhang was named Siming Kuangke. He was a famous talent in the early Tang Dynasty. Before Mei Zhenyi traveled through time, she learned his "Boyal Books of Returning Home" in Chinese textbooks. Today, when she met the real person, she had to sit and recite poems together. As for that Zhang Xu, it was even more amazing. He was known as the "Sage of Cursives" in history, and was the most famous calligrapher in the world. These four people all came from the Su and Wu area, and were known as the "Four Scholars of Wu" at that time.

The four people on the right are Du Shenyan, Li Jiao, Cui Rong and Su Weidao. These four people are older. They are all around forty years. At that time, they were even more famous in Luoyang and were known as the "Four Friends of Articles". What Mei Zhenyi didn't know is that the Du Shenyan, who was sitting in the front of the right, was the grandfather of the great poet Du Fu.

Mei Gang's official rank is a guerrilla general, and he knew Li Jiao, the Censor Li Jiao and others, and they sat down when they greeted each other. Only Qingfeng and Mr. Sui ignored everyone, just sat there and looked at Houcang indifferently, as if their eyes could penetrate. While everyone was talking and laughing, the sound of playing the zither in front of the hall suddenly changed, and there was a high-note turn that attracted everyone's eyes to the stage.

I didn't hear the sound of the hairpin ring. I saw the lotus walking, the roller blind half-covered, and the fragrance was blowing first. - The guests arrived, and Bai Mudan finally appeared!

The clothes Bai Mudan wore were not white, but were mainly mysterious and yellow, which further highlighted that her skin was as snowy as jade and without any flaws. If women's fashion in the Tang Dynasty were modern, it would probably be fine to say that it was the latest fashion design. Bai Mudan's clothes were not Hu Feihan, but she wore a sleeveless tight dress on her upper body. Her left and right forearms were wearing black silk wrist guards. Her bare upper arms and round shoulders were exposed, which was extremely sexy.

The lower body is not a skirt or ordinary pants. The hips and thighs are wrapped tightly, outlining attractive curves, but they spread out into pleated shapes below the calves, just like two slender honeysuckles.

She simply tied up her long hair and inserted a hairpin into a very unique flying bun. When she stood there, her facial features were like exquisite white jade statues, but as long as she frowned and smiled, it was like a vivid and fragrant color.

As soon as Bai Mudan showed up, he stood in the center of the stage and bowed to everyone, saying, "Today, the four scholars and four friends from Wuzhong came to the little girl's pleasure boat, and there were also the young master of the Mei family, the guerrilla general and the two noble soldiers. Bai Mudan was frightened. I will present a song to help you enjoy the wine."

The sound of her speech was like plucking a soft string, which was so pleasant that it could not be described. Du Shenyan said over there: "Miss Bai, this is not the first time I have been here. You can give you a glass of wine first, and then play the song."

Bai Mudan smiled and nodded, came to everyone, poured wine one by one across the desk, and the guests knelt down from the mat to thank him. Qingfeng and Mr. Sui did not return the gift, but just picked up the cup and nodded slightly to say hello. Zhang Ruoxu and others saw these two such airs. Qingfeng looked only teenagers, and it might be okay to be ignorant, but Mr. Sui was not young anymore, so why was he still doing this? They looked at him with black eyes, but Mr. Sui turned a blind eye.

When Bai Mudan came to Mei Zhenyi, everyone found that the eldest young master of the Mei family had his mouth open and his eyes were staring at Bai Mudan's face. Someone laughed in his heart. The eldest young master of the Mei family from the countryside had indeed never seen the world. When he saw Bai Mudan's amazing face, he actually turned into such a useless look.

Sitting beside him, Di Mei had just poked the young master with her elbow, and Mei Zhenyi came to her senses and politely brought the cup back to thank him. At this time, she heard a sentence from Qingfeng in her divine mind: "Have you seen a fairy before? She is not a human being!... Well, it's normal that you can't see it for a while. With her cultivation level, it's not far from you."

Mei Zhenyi replied, "I really didn't see it. There was another reason for the loss of consciousness just now. After you reminded me, I did find that she was different from ordinary people."

When they were talking, Bai Mudan had already returned to the stage in the middle. The maids on both sides brought cushions and shorts. Bai Mudan sat down and greeted everyone with a cup, then took out a Zhongruan and began to pluck the strings and sang: "I was still ineffective at the beginning of my life. After I was born, the Han Dynasty was declining. The heavens were not kind and the earth was not kind, so that I could meet this time..."

Her lyrics are not written by modern people, but the legendary "Eighteen Beats of Hu Zi" written by Cai Wenji during the Three Kingdoms. Her clothes are sexy and charming. But her expression is like a quiet lady, and she sang a sad long song in a soft and sweet voice. It is so inconsistent to describe it in words, but the people present felt that the song, the sound of the piano and the beauty in front of her were full of temptation.

Except for Qingfeng and Mr. Sui, the people here were fascinated by the sound of being intoxicated. Even Mei Gang unconsciously lifted up the chopsticks and gently hit the case. Mei Zhenyi looked at Bai Mudan and was stunned and a little dazed. His reaction tonight was a little wrong.

Before he knew it, a song was finished. The moon was everywhere outside the window of the pleasure boat, the waves on the water surface trembled, and the lights on the shore reflected each other, and the afterglow of the song seemed to linger in his ears. Bai Mu spoke again: "The little woman just sang the old Han Dynasty by Cai Wenji, and now the capital of God is prosperous. Celebrities and princesses have been talented throughout the ages, and Bai Mudan is not talented. Please ask all the guests to leave poems and get a good work to sing in Luoyang in the future."

Su Weidao first said: "Miss Bai invites wine with poems and essays. She must set a topic that matches the scene. What is the topic of talking about poetry today?"

Bai Mudan waved her jade hand and pointed to the outside of the pleasure boat: "Just take the title of shade on this shore, lanterns all over the trees, bright moon in the sky, and broken waves of water."

Everyone agreed. Since Su Weidao spoke first, let him write poetry first. The later you speak, the more you take advantage of it. You can think about it in your heart for a longer time. Su Weidao did not refuse, and chanted with the cup-

Fire trees and silver flowers are closed, and the iron lock of the star bridge is opened.

The dark dust follows the horse, and the bright moon comes to the crowd.

All the wandering tricks are full of plum blossoms, and all the singing of plum blossoms fall.

Jinwu couldn't help but night, and the jade leaked from the ground.

"Okay. OK. OK!" Everyone cheered, and Su Wei also showed a gloomy face. However, Cui Rong, a scholar of Chongwenguan, shouted loudly: "Punish the wine!"

This poem is very well written, so why should I punish him? Everyone looked at Lord Cui in confusion, and heard Cui Rong say, "Brother Su, although your poem is wonderful, I am afraid it is not written now, right? When I was watching the moon on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month this year, I heard you recite this poem."

It turned out that Su Weidao was chanting an old work, but was exposed by an old friend on the spot. Others laughed, Su Weidao blushed and drank three big cups in a row. The next person to recite the poem was Li Jiao, the Censor of the Supervisor. He pondered for a moment and made a poem-

A letter from the blue bird to welcome the flute and phoenix, and a few dreams on the Jingtai of Wuling.

Who has a graceful family living in a garden building? A five-horse girl looks at the streets.

The silk skirt and jade pendant come out when the pavilion is drawn, and the green is dotted with red to compete for the spring.

The beauty dances and sings in full bloom, and she is ashamed to present a million to two moths.

The fragrant trees in front of the courtyard change day and night, and who wants to wait for the beauty of the sky?

This poem is really good, and it obviously means asking for joy. The joy is a joyful place. Of course, it is for flirting. Bai Mudan hits high fives and personally goes to Li Jiao’s seat to toast. However, Li Jiao shows a slight disappointment. Mei Zhenyi sees it, but I don’t know why.

Du Shenyan next to him said with a cup: "I can't get what Brother Li Jiao wrote, and it seems that I can't occupy the courtesan today. I will leave Luoyang and release the foreign officials soon, so I will use this banquet to make a farewell poem." He also took one from the poem-

This year I traveled alone in Qin, and I was worried about spring not being as good as spring.

The flowers are blooming in Shanglin Garden, and the leaves are fresh in front of the thin willow camp.

The Prince's Nanqiao should be enjoyed and the general is in the west.

I send a message to Luocheng City's windy road, and the spring scenery will be more beautiful next year.

As soon as he finished speaking, Cui Rong, the last one of the "Four Friends of Articles", said with a cup: "I will give you a poem by Brother Du, I wish you peace all the way." Before Bai Mudan came to toast, he first recited a poem-

The hairs are farewell now, and the beauty travels together yesterday.

Spring is not waiting every year, and wine is everywhere.

On the Zhumaxi Bridge, return to the south road.

From now on, the wind and moon sit in a leisurely manner.

These two people were so good. When they saw Li Jiao’s good words in front of them, they began to recite poems to say goodbye to each other. Bai Mudan naturally praised him and moved the seat to toast. Mei Gang suddenly slapped the table and scared Mei Zhenyi, and then the general said loudly: "Miss Bai cannot toast, you must punish them. The title just now clearly stated this situation, but they chanted the spring scenery next year. Everyone, do you think you should punish me?"

The four Wuzhong scholars on the right hand all started to make a fuss, saying that they should be punished. Du Shenyan and Cui Rong had to punish themselves for the three great masters. Mei Zhenyi found that there was another interesting rule for the ancients to drink flower wine, that is, the toast cups are small, and the glasses used for punishment for wine were at least three times larger. No wonder the descendants had the idiom "If you don't eat toast, just eat toast wine."

The famous four friends of the article recited a poem, but were punished by three, which made Mei Zhenyi amazed. At this time, a maid came forward, removed the cold wine and food, and replaced it with a new dish. Bai Mudan returned to the center of the stage and ordered someone to bring a piano. This time she did not sing, but played a song.

The seven-string guqin, with tung as a box and silk as a string, and the sound of the piano is known for its purity and grace. It is the most important traditional Chinese musical instrument, but it is not suitable for playing in public. It is most suitable for such private and elegant occasions. Mei Zhenyi is not proficient in the musical style. I don’t know which song Bai Mudan plays, but looking at the expressions of others, I also know that she is playing a famous song.

The moonlight outside the window is like water, and the sound of the piano in the boat is like a revelation. Mei Zhenyi has some sense in her spiritual sense. The sound of the piano also carries a strange magic power, which does not attack people. It is like a gentle hand gently stroking the spiritual sense, feeling indescribable comfort and intoxication. He restrained his spirit and separated carefully in secret. He found that the magic power was also tempted, but avoided Qingfeng and Mr. Sui. It seemed that Bai Mudan also realized that these two were not ordinary masters.

After playing the song, Bai Mudan ordered people to remove the guqin, brought the four treasures of the study, and invited the four men from Wuzhong to recite poems. Seeing this plum blossom, I realized why Li Jiao looked disappointed just now. It turned out that Bai Mudan had not copied his poems just now, and obviously thought it was not enough to be a standard for singing.

At this time, the youngest Zhang Xu was the first to chant—

The flying bridge is faintly separated by the wild smoke. I asked about the fishing boats on the west side of Shiji.

The peach blossoms follow the flowing water all day long. Where is the cave next to the clear stream?

When Mei Zhenyi heard these four sentences, she thought to herself, Zhang Xu, Zhang Xu, the famous saint of grass, who has been famous for all ages, is only so old now, so she learns to recite poems and visit prostitutes. This poem is really lustful! Thinking of her age, Mei Zhenyi saw Qingfeng again in a blink of an eye. This fairy boy looks younger than Zhang Xu. He is a standard underage, hasn't he brought him? Alas. He doesn't say anything anymore.

He thought so in his heart, most of the people present were laughing, with obscene expressions faintly showing in their smiles, and a blush appeared on Bai Mudan's face, shy and tempting, and stepped forward to toast Zhang Xu. Before she could turn around, Bao Rong also spoke up and said-
To be continued...