Is the Scum Worthy of Whitewashing?

An open space was opened up in the backyard of Luowei Palace and an archery target was placed as a place for practice.

Xu Jiang drew his bow skillfully, and the arrows flew out mercilessly, hitting the center of the bullseye.

She hadn't learned archery from Shen Cun for a few days, but she had a very good understanding, and she had done a lot of hard work for the autumn mountain hunting in the previous period, so her results were quite good.

"Master, do I need to continue practicing?" Xu Jiang took the bow and asked modestly.

Shen Cun met her radiant eyes, his heartbeat missed a beat, and lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "His Royal Highness has done a good job, and there is no need to practice archery."

She did an excellent job indeed, even a man might not have her talents.

What's more, Xu Jiang worked very hard. Shen Cun also heard the palace people talk privately that in order to practice aiming, the princess would hang a very thin blade of grass on the beam and stare at it for a period of time every night to improve her eyesight. His determination is firm, and he is not inferior to the bearded man.

Also the daughter of a monarch, Xu Jiang and Xu Yan are completely different, which is really beyond Shen Cun's expectation.

"How about practicing swordsmanship?" Xu Jiang said, "I heard that Taifu's swordsmanship is very powerful...but I don't have a handy sword in my hand. It may take some time to go to the treasury to select it."

Shen Cun is still a bit more genuine and capable than the officials who are flattering. Although Xu Jiang is a little jealous of the Shen family, he has been in contact for a few days and has seen him both civil and military, and he is very serious in teaching himself. It's a bit more respectful.

"Not in a hurry." Shen Cun shook his head, "His Royal Highness can choose slowly. The king had ordered his ministers to guard his Royal Highness to go out for a half-day tour of the palace, relax, and take a look at the scenery in the city by the way."

Xu Jiang's eyes lit up: "Really?"

She has always been steady and restrained, and now she is a little girlish.

Speaking of it, she is actually just over fourteen years old, and she is naturally full of curiosity and yearning for the world outside the palace.

Except for the palace and Qiushan a few days ago, Xu Jiang has never been out of the palace, especially for the first time in private travel.

She wore a light-colored clothes and a veil on her head. The translucent plain gauze concealed her face without obstructing her vision.

Liang Guo's atmosphere is open. Women are not required to cover their faces when they go out. Xu Jiang wears a drapery hat, but just wants to hide the pair of heterochromatic eyes, otherwise he will be easily recognized. Moreover, Xu Jiang is also true. I don't like the feeling of being pointed.

She and Shen Cun were walking on the street. King Liang was both prosperous and the streets were bustling with hustle and bustle. Shen Cunhu looked quite nervous by the side.

Xu Jiang is not ignorant of the king's capital. She spends a lot of time reading books on weekdays, and of course the description of the kingdom is indispensable.

However, the text in the book and the sights you saw with your own eyes are still two different things after all. Xu Jiang toured new and strange things, time passed so fast, it was dusk before he knew it.

Shen Cun looked at the sky, and it was going to night soon, and it was time to send Xu Jiang back to the palace.

He was about to speak, but saw Xu Jiang pointing at a small building not far away: "Tai Fu, what is that place?"

The small building looked exquisite and luxurious from a distance, with lanterns hung on the eaves, and soft music and singing were faintly heard.

"This is... Huayuewu." Shen Cun was a little embarrassed and coughed softly.

Huayuewu is a well-known brothel in the capital of the King of Liang.

Of course these things are not good to say to Xu Jiang. Shen Cun wanted to send her back quickly, but Xu Jiang smiled, "I want to go there and see—"

She walked straight over, Shen Cun was shocked, and quickly followed, feeling a little headache: "His Royal Highness, it's better not to go to this kind of place."

"Oh?" Xu Jiang looked over, his voice tactfully, "But...I heard that the Taifu also frequented here, so why can't I go if the Taifu can go?"

Xu Jiang had heard of this place in Huayuewu.

She didn't have much interest in the brothel itself, just wanted to meet a woman-I heard that Shen Cun's pink confidant was here.

Xu Jiang has the heart to contribute to this good thing, and her concubine loves her.

More importantly, she was unwilling to give the Shen family any chance to be the master. Anyway, the Chu Party had been eliminated, so as to clarify the previous rumors and fulfill the lovers, which would kill two birds with one stone.

Shen Cun was unspeakable at this time. He did come to Huayuewu from time to time, but he had never come for fun... In Xu Jiang's eyes, he might have become that frivolous generation.

He watched Xu Jiang walk into the gate of Huayuewu, sighed, and had to hurriedly follow.

The center of Huayuewu’s hall leads directly to the roof. Each floor is a cloister, enclosing the open space in the middle. Here every night there is a go-girl geisha performing, and then the guests watching in the corridor can reward gold and silver treasures, the highest bidder , You can meet alone with the beautiful woman.

On the wall directly opposite the performance stage, wooden plaques with geisha names are hung, indicating that these women will perform on stage tonight.

Xu Jiang's gaze fell on the word "Xuan Ji", settling.

This Xuan Ji is Shen Cun's ideal person.

I heard that she is the signature of Huayuewu, brilliant and novel in thinking. Many literati and writers praised her by writing poems and paintings.

But for such a hot woman, no one has ever been alone with her, because every time Xuan Ji appears on the stage, she bids the highest price, and no one else has a chance.

I don't know what kind of color the country is like?

When Xu Jiang came here, he was actually a little curious about this woman. Normally, Shen Cun always had a cold face, as if she had never smiled. She really couldn't imagine how such a woman who could make Taifu Shen's head overwhelmed would look like. .

The light suddenly dimmed, and the light source gathered on the middle stage.

A woman in Tsing Yi appeared on stage holding a piano, and everyone around them calmed down, holding their breath.

The sound of the piano is made with a monophonic sound, plucking the string once, and producing a musical tone. Xuan Ji played a few tones back and forth, and then she spoke, her voice crisp.

"When is the bright moon? Ask Qingtian about the wine. I don't know the palace in the sky, what year is this eve..."

"...People have sorrows and joys, and the moon is cloudy and clear. This matter is hard to come by. I hope that people will last forever, and we will be together for thousands of miles."

She seemed to sing like thinking, and when she finished the last sentence slowly, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

"good--!"

The audience boiled and shouted, many people fell on the ground, hurriedly recorded the lyrics sung by Shi Cai Xuan Ji, and held them in the palms of their hands as treasures.

Xu Jiang looked at Xuan Ji in a green dress, and Shi Cai's lyrics were really amazing, but her piano playing and singing were inevitably thinner. It was only because of the good words that she supported her.

Her father seems to be quite good at music. Xu Jiangshi often saw Xu Du lazily leaning on the small couch, watching singing, dancing and playing music, so she was also fascinated by her ears and eyes, and had a certain appreciation ability.

The musicians in the palace are all the best in the Liang Kingdom, and the music created may not be so complicated. It can be captured carefully in the simple and simple, and it can also be ingenious. Ke Shi Cai Xuan Ji’s music, to Xu Jiang’s ears, is as tender as that of a beginner playing the piano, coupled with the exquisite singing, always gives people a subtle sense of violation.

Xu Jiang faintly felt that if it were these words, it would be even more exciting if it were used to sing for the musicians in the palace.

But seeing the admiration and admiration of the people around her, she couldn't help but doubt her judgment.

Xuan Ji put down the piano, raised her head and waved to the guests upstairs. Only then did Xu Jiang see her face clearly, she was a delicate and beautiful woman, but that was all, she was far from the beauty of the country and the beauty of the country.

But in any case, this woman is really a genius, the phrase is rich in artistic conception, and the words and sentences are very clever. Xu Jiang believes that if she is asked to write, she will definitely not be able to write.

Xu Jiang nodded. It turns out that Taifu Shen doesn't love skin, but only loves talents. If you want to plant meticulous work beside him in the future, it seems that you have to train some talented women.

The maids of Huayuewu were holding flower baskets, one by one, to receive rewards in front of individuals.

Xuan Ji's singing is obviously extremely popular, and the flower baskets are full of gold and silver treasures. Xu Jiang had already made up his mind to redeem Xuan Ji and marry Shen Cun. At this moment, he thought that he might as well meet her. If he could use grace for her own use, Xuan Ji would marry Shen Cun in the future. What use can it also come in handy.

Xu Jiang drew out a night pearl from his arms. It was the treasure of the palace treasury, the size of a longan. Ye Mingzhu usually shines bright green light, but this pearl is different, the light it emits is as soft and clear as the moon, which is really rare.

As soon as this bead was taken out, it attracted everyone's attention. Even the maid holding the flower basket stayed for a while, and then quickly put the bead into the basket-an empty basket contained only one bead, but this weight And value, but heavier than those stuffed with gold and silver.

After the flower baskets are sent up, they are counted, and then the guests with the most rewards are calculated and arranged to meet alone in the evening.

The next performance was about to begin. Xu Jiang leaned on the railing and watched Xuan Ji exit the stage with interest. A low and faint voice suddenly came from his ears: "I hope people will last forever, and there will be a great together for thousands of miles..."

Xu Jiang turned his head calmly, beside her stood a young man, dressed in white, with his hair neatly tied in a jade crown, looking at him like a scholar with a gentle temperament.

He chanted this sentence repeatedly. Xu Jiangyuan thought he was Xuan Ji’s admirer, but when Xuan Ji exited, he did not even lift his eyelids. His eyes seemed to be fixed in the void, as if he was missing someone out of thin air. .

Xu Jiang had never thought of meddling, and this strange man had nothing to do with her.

However, when Xuan Ji left, she aroused dissatisfaction among the guests and pushed each other. Xu Jiang didn't stand firmly at his feet, and accidentally knocked down the white-clothed man on his body.

Fortunately, the hat did not fall off, Xu Jiang heaved a sigh of relief, held the hat up, and said to the man, "Sorry, I accidentally hit you earlier..."

Her voice slowly became softer and could not be stopped, because the man in front of her was looking at her with a strange look.

"You... girl, can you say a few more words to me." He grabbed her sleeves, was silent for a while, and said softly, "The girl's voice is very similar to that of the next person. "

Xu Jiang earned his sleeves, but he clenched it tightly and couldn't shake it off.

"Let go." She frowned, lowering her voice, "Otherwise, I'll be welcome--"

The author has something to say: Xu Du: On My Prodigal Goose

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