Hongwu Daming: Why hasn't my son rebelled?

Chapter 5 Xu Miaoyun and the Singing
Distilled liquor was invented in the Yuan Dynasty, also known as Jiulu. At the time of Hongwu in the early Ming Dynasty, the technology was quite popular at this time, and the alcohol content was no worse than modern liquor.

Zhu Qi didn't know this, and he drank a large glass of high-strength white wine. At this moment, he put down the wine, doubting his life.

Zhu Di was clearly prepared, took a sip from his wine glass, and said sincerely:

"Sure enough, it's strong wine. It must be the wine dew from burning, right? But compared to the wine dew at home, it's still a bit worse. The wine dew from home is really strong, but third brother, you actually drink it in one gulp. Finished, I really admire my little brother."

Zhu Qi ignored Zhu Di's flattery, looked at the bustard, and asked:
"Buddhist, is this wine... burnt?"

"Naturally, it's the wine dew from the burnt wine. How could it be so strong? Wait for two small dishes, and the two young masters will eat and drink."

The old bustard had a smile on his face, this bottle of wine is not cheap, but the two people in front of him look like noblemen, they must be able to afford it, today just the money for the wine made a lot of money.

After thinking about it, he continued to sell and said:

"In addition, we have a new batch of five stone powder from the medicine hall in our Xiaoxiang hall. If the two young masters are interested..."

Before the bustard finished speaking, Zhu Qi raised his hand to interrupt and said:
"No, no, hurry up and serve."

Zhu Qi took a big gulp of the strength of sixty-year-old liquor, and it was slowly coming up at this time, so he had to get two mouthfuls of food quickly, otherwise he would be drunk with this sip of wine, which would be really embarrassing.

As for this five stone powder, isn't it the famous aphrodisiac improved by Zhang Zhongjing's Hanshi powder formula?In modern Chinese medicine halls, many of them are sold, and the effect is comparable to the little blue pills.

I am young, what are you doing with that thing.

Zhu Di had never heard of Wushi San, so he smiled at Zhu Qi and said:

"Third Brother, the Xiaoxiang Pavilion even started selling medicines in order to make money. What are the people doing here buying medicines?"

Zhu Qijiu started to raise his head and said:

"Have no idea."

The girls on the side chattered one by one, and began to persuade them to drink again.

Zhu Di also drank a few sips. When he was getting drunk, he was the most coquettish. While touching the girl's waist, he said:
"The company of a beautiful woman can't help but make my poetry flourish. A few days ago, I occasionally got a few lines of poetry. Third brother, I will recite them for you."

Zhu Di shook his head and said:
"Red, wet, and rouge are scattered, and there is a spring breeze and drizzle. The swallows don't know where to go, and there are still cuckoos in the east."

The girls clapped their hands one by one:

"Good poem, my son really wrote a good poem."

There was a girl nearby who quickly wrote down the poems in a small note and handed it out, and someone outside heard someone singing poems, the son of a certain room gave a poem to a certain girl in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, etc.

If Zhu Qi had praised him greatly before, he would be ashamed, even though he couldn't understand.

But at this time, the alcohol had already blinded her mind, and there were five beautiful big sisters beside her. Her hormones went up at that time, and she immediately decided to cheat and get the priority to mate.

Zhu Qi blushed, stood up and waved his sleeves:
"Look at me too!"

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But at this time in another box of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, the atmosphere was not as lively as that of Zhu Qi and Zhu Di.

But the person sitting in the room is also distinguished, he is the son of Wei Guogong Xu Da, Xu Zengshou.

There was another person sitting next to Xu Zengshou. Although he was wearing men's clothing, this person had creamy skin, red lips and white teeth, and a natural charm between his eyebrows and looking forward.

A discerning person can tell that the person sitting next to Xu Zengshou is a woman disguised as a man. This girl is not very old, she looks about fourteen or fifteen years old, but she is not an outsider. She is Xu Zengshou's second younger sister, Xu Miaoyun.

According to experts, women outside enter the Fengyue place, commonly known as "Guo Ban", and they are usually brought in by well-known acquaintances, and they are all young ladies from rich families. Out of curiosity, they come to this place to have a look , Fengyue venues will charge very high prices, and the price of tea circle alone will be two or three times that of ordinary customers.

Because there was Xu Miaoyun in this room, the girl who received Xu Zengshou didn't dare to be too unrestrained, but just put her hand on Xu Zengshou's arm, and occasionally added more wine to Xu Zengshou.

The girl next to Xu Miaoyun is even more obedient, just like a little maid.

Xu Zengshou wrinkled his boyish face, and said in a begging tone:

"My dear girl, you have seen what the director of Xiaoxiang looks like, let's go home quickly, if my father finds out that I brought you here, I must take off three layers of skin."

Xu Miaoyun wrinkled her nose and said to Xu Zengshou:
"You ran to Goulan twice in three days, and you didn't see Dad take off three layers of skin."

Xu Zengshou couldn't laugh or cry:
"I come to Goulan, and you come to Goulan, can that be the same? Besides, I come to Goulan, just to listen to the music, watch the dance, and I didn't do anything out of the ordinary. How could Dad blame me?"

"Yes, yes, father doesn't blame you, and even wants to come with you."

Xu Miaoyun continued to ask:
"Brother, you usually come to Xiaoxiang Pavilion to drink? Can't you also drink at home?"

Xu Zengshou was stunned holding the wine glass, thinking that I would let you know what I did here?mouth said:

"It's not all, you can still recite poems and compose Fu here."

"Recite poems and compose Fu?"

Xu Miaoyun's eyes lit up, she was smart and good at reading since she was a child, two years ago, a great Confucian from the Imperial Academy praised Xu Miaoyun as a Confucian student in a female middle school, and Ying Tianfu even had the title of "Female Zhusheng".

Seeing that Xu Miaoyun was interested in reciting poems and composing Fu, the girl next to her said with a smile:

"Miss, I don't know, Mr. Xu has a brilliant literary talent. He often writes poems for our sisters. A few days ago, we put flowers and wine in this house and wrote a poem about plum blossoms. The madam passed it on and it was in our Xiaoxiang Pavilion. Here, it is also an excellent work.”

As soon as the girl said something, Xu Zengshou next to him looked a little weird, raised his hand and said:

"There is nothing to say about the doggerel that I write casually on weekdays."

"Oh? I'd really like to hear the doggerel of Yongmei."

Xu Miaoyun's eyes narrowed slightly, the girl next to her knew she had said something wrong, she faltered and forgot, so she dared not speak.

Xu Zengshou's neck shrank when his younger sister saw it. Naturally, the poem was not written by him, but by Xu Miaoyun at home. When he saw it, he brought it to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion to show off.

Just like people from other provinces went to Guangdong and got lost in the "beautiful boy", who wouldn't want to get lost in the "talented scholar"?
Xu Miaoyun snorted. Although she didn't speak, she guessed that there would be no poems to copy in the future.

Xu Zengshou's scalp was numb, and if he didn't copy poems, would he be in a romantic place? He hurriedly said:
"After a while, when the oiran from the Xiaoxiang Pavilion hangs up his clothes, all the literati in the city will probably come. I'll bring you here to see and see."

"Really?" The displeasure on Xu Miaoyun's face disappeared immediately, but she asked again: "What is hanging clothes?"

Several girls looked at each other in blank dismay, Hanging Yi was the first time to sleep together, and it was a grand event to invite the guests of the curtain.

Xu Zengshou hesitated for a while and said:

"Just treat it as a poetry club."

Xu Miaoyun curled her lips: "It's definitely not a serious matter, so it's fine if you don't want to say it. But you can't break your promise if you say you will bring me here."

Xu Zengshou hurriedly nodded in response, this matter is considered to be over, and it is fine to copy the poems later, besides, when the oiran hangs up his clothes, he will bring his sister with him, and then he will produce two excellent works, which will beat the crowd, and then prepare for another one. With a large amount of money, maybe I can also come out on top, and be the guest of honor that everyone envies.

A pretty girl, with the title of oiran, always has to cover it up for a while, and sell it at a high price when the value is the highest. As for the fact that there are dignitaries who come to operate in the dark and force the oiran, there may have been in the past, but in the future At first, absolutely no one dared to do this.

Zhu Yuanzhang did it himself and announced to the world that it is already state-run to include the Fengyue industry in his own wallet. Who would take his life to do such a thing that provokes Zhu Yuanzhang?

There are not many who dare to provoke right and wrong in the romantic place, and there are not many who put on airs and play tricks. Don't look at the old bustard smiling at you, if you really want to get tough, pinch your waist on the spot and shout:
"Where did Li Zi come from, dare to cause trouble here, do you know who our boss is? The current emperor!"

The garrison of the Five Cities Bingma Division is not far from the Qinhuai River, and a cup of tea is almost enough, so why don't you give it a try?
Xu Miaoyun also drank the flower wine, chatted with the girl, and even watched the performance of twisting her buttocks in translucent tulle on the stage in the hall. As for the rest, she couldn't see it, and she was thinking about the future. She is not interested in staying at the "Poetry Club" where the oiran hangs her clothes for any longer.

Just as he was about to get up and leave, he heard footsteps outside and someone talking and asking.

"Did you hear the poem I sang just now? It's amazing!"

"I heard that the oiran went to send a pot of flower wine and an invitation to hang clothes!"

"Is it true or not? That invitation card should be less than ten taels now?"

"I just came here, what kind of poetry? Is it so powerful? Where's the oiran?"

There was gradually commotion outside, Xu Miaoyun stood up, and Xu Zengshou had already gone out to watch the excitement.

I saw a group of people waiting outside the door of a room, discussing a lot, not so much to see the talent who wrote poetry, but rather to see what the person who was given flower wine by the oiran looked like.

Xu Zengshou and Xu Miaoyun walked to the door and looked up, but there was no one in the room. This room was exactly the room where Zhu Qi and Zhu Di drank flower wine.

The guards didn't expect that Zhu Qi, the Liao king who didn't see any talent in ordinary times, would surprise everyone with a poem.

After all, these two are princes. Although the current emperor Zhu Yuanzhang encourages romantic places, the two princes are obviously drunk. Seeing people talking about it and people knocking on the door asking for permission, if something goes wrong Oh no.

The five guards didn't care about anything else, and the two teamed up to support Zhu Qi and Zhu Di and hurried away.

Only one empty room was left, giving the onlookers infinite reverie.

What happened in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion was written on a small note and sent to Zhu Yuanzhang's desk in just an hour.

Zhu Yuanzhang was holding the second chapter of "Ming Shanhe" confiscated from Zhu Di at this time, and he was fascinated by it. He didn't care when he saw the small note.

But as soon as he opened it, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes lit up when he saw Zhu Qi and Zhu Di went to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

But looking back, the two actually wrote a poem, which shocked everyone, and the original sentence of the poem was attached to the note!
"Ninety springs throw a shuttle, drink wine and sing before flowers.

The flowers on the branches can bloom for a few days, and the life in the world can count.

It's hard to grow flowers that don't grow long, and it's easy for young people to survive.

If you don't get drunk before flowers in life, life with flowers laughing is also dull. "

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——Zhu Qi, King of Liao Dynasty

"Quick! Summon Song Lian!"

(End of this chapter)