Chapter 199: I am not used to the wind and rain, so I can share the support of Dongjun.

Qizhi is a beautiful and messy woman. Whether in Yangzhou or Chang'an now, at least nine out of ten men who have seen her have fantasized about what kind of life would be like if they could press this woman under her. Such a naturally charming woman got into the arms of a man who had been in a long-lasting room, dragging her long nasal voice to say that the man was a fool, what should this man do?

What a difficult thing to deal with!

It has to be done even if it is difficult.

The word "daigua" made Tang Cheng's hanging hand circle around his soft and delicate waist. As soon as the hand was pressed on, Qizhi's body snuggled into the man's arms became softer and softer. Then, the soft body that was still crying just now quickly became hot.

"liquor".

"Um?".

"Take away the wine in my hand." Qigui's words are now humming from his nose. They are no longer as crisp as they usually speak, and they are vaguely and have some tremolo, "Daigua, and what you have in your own hands!"

Tang Cheng took the wine cup from her hand and put it on the table by the window. But he didn't put it down. Not only did he not put it down, he lowered his head and took a sip.

Qizhi, who had completely liberated his hands, surrounded Tang Cheng's waist like two snakes. It was more than 20 days before the night of the viewing pavilion last time. Qizhi regained the feeling that made him intoxicated, the feeling of peace and stability that was extremely attractive to her.

After Qizhi held Tang Cheng's waist tightly, he breathed comfortably. Just as she was about to close her eyes and rub her head against her chest that gave her peace of mind like last time, she happened to see Tang Cheng lower her head and drink.

"He still has the heart to drink at this time!" At this moment, Qizhi was really frustrated. When he entered my lovesickness door, he knew that my lovesickness was bitter. He missed him forever, and his short lovesickness was endless! Those who could write such a poem would be so confused and "stupid..."

This resentful and angry words only said one word, and all the ones behind them were blocked. Then the wine that Tang Cheng had just drunk penetrated into Qizhi's mouth like a stream of springs in the mountain stream.

The lips and teeth were entangled, and a "date" sound of the wine in Tang Cheng's hand fell to the ground. The green wine juice flowed out slowly wet Qizhi's jacquard skirt, but no one paid attention to it. Tang Cheng's hand slowly moved up from his flexible waist...

In the city outside the gate, I don’t know that the family started to burn firecrackers before they arrived. On such a festive night, people’s patience was very limited. After the family started, the other families also followed suit and started to burn. Soon, the "crackling" sound of firecrackers in the fang area where Tang Cheng was located turned into a circle.

The sound of the jacquard mud-gold long skirt falling to the ground and the subsequent panting were covered by the sound of firecrackers. Two red flesh worms rolled on the couch, and the dripping water turned into ice in the past three nine days. Tang Cheng's body was exposed outside without feeling cold, and the folds on the quilt were also increasing.

A jade carved railing was built with a branch of flowers. The meeting was just before it bloomed. The delicate posture was not used to the wind and rain, so I gave it to Dongjun to protect him. After a long time, the sound of firecrackers outside became louder and louder, but the panting inside the house slowly stopped.

"Savage" touched his body when he spoke. Qinghong Qiori, whose face was light red and had not yet faded, couldn't help but frown suddenly, "I don't know how to be more pity."

"Why didn't you say this just now?" Tang Cheng said as he reached out to comfort her pain. Qizhi, who was limp in Tang Cheng's arms, was unable to push and could only let him go, but his face turned lightly and turned bright red quickly.

"I can't move my wrists. I like to bow my face with a delicate and love to bow my sweat, sweating and beauts, and my hair is green and green." Tang Cheng kept chuckling in his hand: "Yuan Weizhi once said that the most beautiful woman was when the crabapple was wiped with new red last night. She is worthy of being a veteran of flowers. His words are really an experience."

"What else can be beautiful when the makeup is blooming and the hair is messy?" Although Qizhi said this on his lips, the sweet smile on his face revealed her enjoyment of this sentence. "All such poems are written, Yuan Weizhi must be a frivolous and unyielding prodigal son. Who is he?"

"Yuan Weizhiyuan... was my old acquaintance in Shandong East Road. You didn't know him even if you said that." Fortunately, he was quick to talk. Weizhi was the name of Yuan Zhen. At this time, this famous poet of the middle Tang Dynasty who was as famous as Bai Juyi was not born yet. "But the four words "relaxed and unyielding" are not considered unfair."

"Oh?" Qizhi rubbed his head in Tang Cheng's arms, "Let's listen."

"It's just an old-fashioned story. Yuan Weizhi met a woman with both talent and beauty. At first, it was indeed as close as a mirror. When Yuan Wei met a newcomer, he abandoned the woman in front of him." He said vaguely. Tang Cheng thought to himself that the ground was Yuan Zhen's famous saying "I used to be a terrible sea of ​​water, but it was not a cloud except Wushan", and the desolate mood of the famous prostitute Xue after being abandoned.

"Unfortunate!" After spitting, Qiori said again: "What about the woman later?"

"This is also what I heard. The one who told me about this story never told me what happened to the woman later. I only remember that she left behind a poem called "Spring Look". Before Qizhi asked again, Tang Chengzi recited the poem: "The wind and flowers are getting older, and the good time is still vague. If you don't make people with the same heart, you will have grass with the same heart."

After listening quietly, Qizhi sighed quietly: "The poem is called "Spring Look", and the poem says that the good time is still vague. Although the last two sentences are resentment, the whole poem is full of resentment. It's a pity that this woman is hard to forget the unfaithful person."

Upon hearing this, Tang Cheng, who had not yet come out of the story of Yuan Zhen and Xue Tao, said casually: "Yes, asking what love is in the world is to make people agree with each other in life and death. True love is not easy, but forgetting love is even more difficult." At this point, Tang Cheng suddenly stopped talking, and then shook his head ridiculedly.

Li Yingwan was waiting for her return at Jinzhou, but Zheng Ling wanted to miss Yangzhou every day, but he himself couldn't resist the temptation and climbed up to another woman in Chang'an. He laughed fifty steps and a hundred steps, and he was no better than Yuan Zhen.

"What are you thinking?" Seeing that Tang Cheng stopped halfway through his words, Qiei asked.

Qizhi's voice was very soft. Tang Cheng, who was thinking about his thoughts, didn't hear it. After waiting for a while, there was no answer. Qizhi raised his head and looked at Tang Cheng, and suddenly raised his voice and said, "Do you regret it?"

"What do you regret?".

"I heard from Sister Guan Guan, you and Li... but Qinse are so harmonious."

Looking at Qizhi, who looked jealous, Tang Cheng scolded himself for being mean, why did he make fun of him just now? If he didn't make fun of him, he wouldn't talk about Yuan Zhen and Xue Tao, and naturally he wouldn't ruin the current atmosphere. Some things must be said, but now is obviously not a suitable time.

Tang Cheng raised his other idle hand to cover Qizhi's raised face, "It's me who took off your clothes, and it's me who carried you to bed. Although I had drunk some wine before, I was not drunk at all. What's there to regret for what I did so clearly?"

Upon hearing this, Qiori's face suddenly stretched out just now relaxed a lot, "This is almost the same."

"Little mind", Tang Cheng pressed Qizhi's long fingers and said seriously: "Some words were not suitable for now. Now, since the words were rushing, let's talk, let's talk."

Qizhi's eyes stared at Tang Cheng with bright eyes, "Well, you said."

"Since we are like this, I can't let you have no place to stay like Yuan Weizhi. When I go to Zhang Liang's house tomorrow, I will tell him to redeem your life for you. I have the money to do it without you worry. After you have the redemption, you will live here first. After I finish my affairs in Chang'an, I will take you back to Shandong Dongdae to meet the two elders..."

Tang Cheng talked about his arrangements, but he didn't notice that the last touch of tension on Qizhi's face had quietly disappeared. Although his eyes were still as bright as before, there was a slight joy inside.

Before Tang Cheng could finish his words, Qizhi interrupted him and said, "You came to Chang'an to take the exam. As soon as you returned, there was a new one. Why did you tell the eldest lady? What if she makes things difficult for me?" After asking these questions, Qizhi stared at Tang Cheng even tighter, and his eyes were really waiting for him to answer.

"Don't look at me like this, be careful, your eyes are glaring out." Maybe I felt that the atmosphere between the two was a little depressed. Tang Cheng teased and adjusted it slightly. After the teasing, he returned to his seriousness and said: "I will tell Ying Wan this matter, and I will continue if she wants to be angry. I am not doing this well, but you can rest assured that even if Ying Wan wants to make things difficult for others, I will continue. I will never hide behind and watch you feel uncomfortable."

"You have a conscience." After saying this, Qiori, whose joy in his eyes grew stronger, suddenly chuckled and said, "But, I didn't say I wanted to redeem myself and marry you."

Tang Cheng was stunned when he heard this and suddenly sat upright from the pillow leaning against him. "Hmm?"

"After redeeming himself as a wife, no one watched my singing and dancing anymore." Qizhi adjusted his posture and let himself lie in his arms again, and said slowly: "I can't catch up with Liang Panpan in the singing and dancing skills. In addition, I have not even asked any of the national pipa masters in the imperial capital, so how can I leave?"

"Why no one watches your singing and dancing? Could it be that I am not a human?"

"That's different. What I like is singing and dancing on the stage where many palace lanterns are hanging. There must be many viewers below. If you sing well, you will have thunderous sounds. If you sing poorly, no one will pay attention to you. Some people even mock or even scold you. Only when I stand on such a stage can I sing and dance without any distractions, and always think about making myself sing better and dance better." Qizhi's voice is very soft, but it is also very firm. "It's only been four days since I came here today. Tang Cheng, I'm a little impressed by the performance stage of Yazhengyuan!"

Tang Cheng knew that many celebrities in later generations liked and even became obsessed with the gorgeous and eye-catching stage, so that they would be very empty and painful after quitting the entertainment industry. But what he didn't expect was that this idea was also found in the Tang Dynasty 1,300 years ago, and fortunately, he encountered it by chance.

He was still talking about the arrangements for her, but he didn't expect Qizhi to redeem himself and follow him. The huge contrast between the front and back really made Tang Cheng feel embarrassed and said in a depressed voice: "I saw that you kept setting up the yard a few days ago. You could hear your laughter outside in the yard next to you. I thought you were very happy, it turned out that they were all fake."

"I'm very happy, how could this be fake?" Qizhi not only answered in his mouth when he said something sarcastically, but he didn't have any idle hands. He squeezed it hard on his waist. After pinching it, he continued with a chuckling face: "I've been very happy these four days. If I have a good time in the future, I still want to live such a life, but it's only these four days that I can understand..."

Tang Cheng grabbed Qizhi's hand that was doing evil and asked angrily: "What do you understand?"

"I have understood these four days. If I keep living like this, I really can't do it! Without singing and dancing, I can't be happy." He raised his head again and looked at Tang Cheng, Qizhi shook his head very hard, "Tang Cheng, can you understand what I said?"

If the words said by Qizhi were shocked by an orthodox scholar of the Tang Dynasty, he would probably feel shocked when he heard them, but as a time traveler, Tang Cheng naturally understood that there was something wrong with it. Women were born to love acting, and the gorgeous stages that were eye-catching were fatal attraction to them. In later generations, there were tens of thousands of girls who applied for the Central Academy of Drama every year. For those teenage girls, not everyone wanted to make a lot of money after becoming famous. There were always many people who went for an ideal, and one who was very pure for the stage.

Tang Cheng no longer spoke sarcastically and nodded solemnly. "I understand what you said, but have you ever thought about it. You can't keep singing and dancing on the stage, right?"

"Okay, when I am old and old, no one watches me singing and dancing, you don't want me?" Finally, Tang Cheng reacted quickly. He didn't let the hand that pinched his waist like lightning, and Qizhi struggled for two times but couldn't break free, but he just took it. "Hmph, when I really got there, I would buy a house. Although I can't sing or dance, I can still teach others. When they stand on the stage again, others will know that this is my Qizhi's disciple. It's great if you don't want me, I always have singing and dancing!"

Although Qizhi's words were filled with a little girl's anger, the more angry he spoke, the more the true expression of his thoughts in his heart. Tang Chengzhen was a little moved by what she said. Even though this was the most open Tang Dynasty in the history of the three thousand years of dynasties in China, it was still very rare to hear such words from a courtesan who he once thought was spoiled.

She started learning singing and dancing since she was a child, and then she gained thunderous sounds from singing and dancing on the performance stage. In the end, she had to have an idea that she would spend her whole life without giving up singing and dancing. She certainly didn't know what "ideal" and "independence" mean in later generations, but she was working unconsciously in this direction.

At this moment, Tang Cheng suddenly felt like a close friend to Qizhi. It was very strange, but also very real.

"If you want to laugh, just laugh. Anyway, Xiaoqing has been used to laughing at me. The sisters in Yangzhou Kuaihuo Tower, even Sister Guan, have been laughing at me. I have been used to it! If you want to be angry, just don't say this, but don't say anything like this." Qizhi frowned and said this, his body was tightly held by Tang Cheng. Then a gentle voice rang in her ear: "Qizhi, I only realized now that I really underestimated you before."

"Hmm?" Qizhi had imagined many of Tang Cheng's reactions, but he never expected that he would say such words, and his eyes widened and said, "Aren't you angry?"

"Why am I angry?"

"But..." Qizhi held it in for a while, "But you should be angry. Although Yazhengyuan doesn't do that... it's still the same. In the past, if there were sisters in the Happy House in Yangzhou, someone ordered to accompany them for a long time, and the time was not up, the ones who wanted to accompany them would not let the sister play the stage for other men to see."

"I'm not that long-term companion. You are unhappy if you say nothing about singing and dancing. What's the point of being unhappy every day even if you are by my side? Look at it, we are honestly naked now. Why am I still lying to you?" Tang Cheng reached out and pinched Qizhi's face with hesitation and then said: "But I regret it now. If I had known that you had this idea, I wouldn't touch you even if I endured the discomfort just now."

"I like you, I am willing to give you my innocent body. What a clean man who is not a clean man, it's better to have all the people who come to Yazhengyuan to see me. I want them to watch my singing and dancing." After saying this, Qizhi actually pushed Tang Cheng's hand away, and the man turned aside from his arms. It was not until after doing this that she spoke angrily, "Hmph, I'm not angry when I saw me being looked at by other men in the garden. Tang Cheng, you don't like me at all!"

Qizhi's reaction made Tang Cheng completely stunned. I'm...

Women, whether it is one thousand three hundred years later or one thousand three hundred years ago, there are always some common things that can transcend time and last forever...

The new calendar has just opened half of the paper, and the small courtyard is still filled with ashes. According to the Tang Dynasty, whether it is burned before or after, whether it is burned before or after, at the midnight of the intersection with the Yuan Zheng day on New Year's Eve, that is, the beginning of the year. Every household should gather together to burn firecrackers to drive away evil. But that night, when Tang Cheng burned firecrackers in this residence in the capital, he lacked his master.

In fact, when there was only the last little dry sand left in the timing hourglass, Qizhi's personal maid Xiaoqing once went to Erjin yard to invite the lady and Tang Cheng to come to the front yard to burn firecrackers, but she was still alone when she came back, and her face was covered with abnormal flushing.

Seeing this scene, no one of the servants asked Xiaoqing more, and each of them showed a knowing and strange smile. Someone said, "Good things come in pairs, firecrackers are burning." Soon, the crackling sound of firecrackers exploded in the front yard.

The first day of the first lunar month is Yuanzheng, which is also called New Year's Day by the Tang people. It is good for people to gather together on this day to celebrate drinking, and celebrate each other's health and longevity during the gathering. During the New Year, people who are close friends will not be able to leave empty-handed when they are together for dinner. Therefore, the ceremony started from the morning of the first lunar month. Following the customs, Tang Cheng got up in the morning to pack up and then left with three gift boxes.

Qiori got off later than him, and even after a night, she still walked a little unnaturally.

Xiaoqing served as soon as she finished washing, there were servants lined up outside to see Qizhi to see her. In those days before the New Year, a servant dared to ask for money in person? This morning, after these servants bowed and said He Chun’s auspicious words, they all asked for the happy money without any hesitation.

Qizhi naturally knew what this meant. After giving it to him with a slightly blushing face, the servants immediately changed their mouths, and the wife's wife was screaming intimately.

Although Qizhi's living environment has been different since childhood, and is not as thin as an ordinary boudoir woman, she is still shy when encountering this scene. "Tang Cheng must have planned to do this, so he hides so quickly." Qizhi was sending the happy money while muttering in an inaudible voice. But just after muttering, she took advantage of the time when she turned around and took the money from Xiaoqing and slapped herself in the mouth. On the big day of the year, the word "death" was really unlucky.

Daegua, Tang Cheng is now walking out of Wei Bo's mansion. With his current identity, the first family who took the ceremony naturally had to go to General Fuyuan's mansion. After arriving, he realized that Wei Bo had already gone to court to He Chun before dawn.

After talking to the butler and saying a few auspicious words to each other, Tang Cheng resigned. Then he went to Wei Rui's mansion to attend. The procedures were the same.

After the two families ran, Tang Cheng slowed down and arrived at Zhang Liang's mansion leisurely.

Although Zhang Liang didn't have to go to court, his house was also very lively. He was a very young man who came to He Chun.

Seeing that Tang Cheng was here, Zhang Liang smiled and sent the man in front of him, and immediately ordered the servant: "I'll tell you the door, and someone will come again, and I'll tell you that I'll go out for a gift and ask them to come again next day." After that, he pulled Tang Chengju out, "Wuque, no matter how good you came, I'll be laughing like this. Let's go and talk quietly in the study room. I'll invite you a few more cups at noon."

"Since I'm here, I didn't think about leaving at noon," Tang Cheng smiled and said, "But Mingzhi, don't you have to leave the courtesy?"

"Today is a grand ceremony. Officials above the sixth rank in Beijing have all gone to the Linde Hall of the Daming Palace. As for my relatives, I am the highest-ranking group. I can't leave now, but I can't talk about it another day." Zhang Liang said as he patted Tang Cheng's shoulder and smiled: "Wuque, although you live in the capital during the New Year, you have a beautiful woman in your arms these days, so you should be able to condemn your loneliness. Let's say it?"

"say what?".

"Where to redeem Qizhi's body?" Zhang Liang slapped Tang Chengdi's shoulder with great courage and laughed: "Wuque, don't worry, as long as you say, I'm not sure about my brother, and I'll also receive a big rejoice."

If Qizhi didn't have what Qizhi said last night, Tang Cheng was just right now. He was good at climbing the pole, and he would be embarrassed to climb the pole. But Qizhi was unwilling to redeem himself, and he couldn't say it now. But what she said was not easy to say in front of Zhang Liang, so Tang Cheng just called it and covered up the topic.

Zhang Liang just thought that he had not succeeded yet, or that the scholar was embarrassed, so he told him to redeem Qizhi at any time. After he was a romantic young man, he stopped talking about it.
Chapter completed!