Longevity starts from Liaozhai

Chapter 64
Guqin is also called Guangling Qin. Since Guangling disappeared, it has been in the hands of many people, but none of these masters can play the clear and melodious piano sound.

Therefore, there is a saying that this thing has righteousness, and it cannot be played unless it has a literary heart.

Now the Guangling Qin is in the hands of Linchuan Huafang.

Huafang took this as a prestige, and immediately made the scholars in Lingzhou lively.

For Qin Chuan, since this piano is the prize of the poetry meeting, isn't it a free gift for him?

Don't give away things for free.

Even if you don't want it, you can sell it for money.

What's more, it's very embarrassing to reject someone once and reject him a second time.

Qin Chuan had a passive personality attack this time, and he planned to accept other people's kindness.

By the way, what is the name of the oiran who invited him to participate in the poetry meeting in Linchuan?

Qingqing, do you remember?

Oh, Qingqing can't speak yet.No, Qingqing has never been to Linchuan Painting Boat.

It was Xiaoqian who went with him last time.

Wrong person!

Qin Chuan had some impressions, as if it was called Fuck.

This name sounds like an oiran.

Qin Chuan accepted the invitation, and asked Qingqing to wash his hair and give him a massage, before going out at night refreshed.He hadn't washed his hair for a few days, so he just took a bath together.

Lying in the big bathtub, Qingqing gave him a head massage.

"This little maid seems to be getting stronger recently."

Qin Chuan keenly noticed some changes in the little maid.

Could it be that the way he taught her to visualize the bright moon was useful, or was it because of the light of the rich aura in the courtyard that the little baby Ning Yueyuan transformed?

Of course, it might also be because the little maid didn't have to work so hard to unblock her veins at night, so she could have a good rest.

But it can't be said that Qin Chuan was too troublesome, after all, his family was poor at that time and couldn't afford coolies.

It seems that no coolies are hired now.

Qin Chuan's mind was relaxed, and it was rare for him to think about these trivial matters.

The beauty of life lies in leisure.

Busy is for better leisure.

After taking a shower and finishing my hair, I feel very comfortable.The only bad thing is that the soap used for bathing and washing hair is not very comfortable to use at this time.

This is a small business opportunity, because not many people can afford to take a bath regularly nowadays.

Especially after winter, that's even less.

However, there should be a large demand for brothel painting boats.

It is a nest of selling gold, not afraid of spending money, but afraid that there are too few tricks to spend money.

So Qin Chuan, under the service of Qingqing, put on the brocade clothes given by Mrs. Wang, which was very close-fitting and comfortable.Of course he doesn't mind wearing poor clothes, but if he doesn't wear good clothes, wouldn't he be insane?
He went out in brocade clothes, but there was no carriage to pick him up.

Fortunately, Qin Chuan's steps are light, and he can always avoid the potholes on the road and shake the dust close to his body.

These days, it makes sense for the nobles to go out in a carriage or soft sedan chair.

Otherwise, if you go out clean, you will be dirty before you get to the party.

On the road, a soft sedan chair met Qin Chuan at a fork in the road.

The curtain of the soft sedan was lifted, revealing a familiar face.

"Brother Qin is going to Linchuan to take a boat with this outfit?" The person in the sedan chair is Huang Meng.

"Yeah." Although the two of them had a little feud, Qin Chuan didn't take Huang Meng seriously.It's the opponent who comes back and forth, but Huang Meng was crushed by him purely unilaterally.

But Huang Meng's attitude towards him was actually not bad, not the hatred Qin Chuan expected.

"Stop." Huang Meng asked the bearer to stop the sedan chair, and when he got off, he bowed to Qin Chuan, "Brother Qin, I'm going to Linchuan to paint boats too, let's go all the way."

Qin Chuan wondered, "You don't want to sit in a sedan chair?"

Huang Meng smiled: "Brother Qin is walking, how can I take care of you, and sit on the side of the sedan chair."

Qin Chuan smiled and said: "Then let's sit on the sedan chair together, but I don't know if the bearer you hired is strong or not."

Huang Meng was a little surprised, he didn't expect Qin Chuan to sit in the same sedan chair with him, he replied: "This is my family's servant, who knows some superficial martial arts."

Qin Chuan: "Okay then, I'm not going to be polite."

The sedan chair has a lot of space, but Huang Meng didn't expect Qin Chuan to sit on it, so it was somewhat cramped.He is a very proud person, and he lost to Qin Chuan one after another, and he really couldn't hold his head up in front of Qin Chuan.

He was even curious about who Qin Chuan's master was, a reclusive Confucian.

Qin Chuan was the first to break the awkward atmosphere, "If brother Huang feels awkward, we can walk."

Huang Meng quickly waved his hand, "Brother Qin misunderstood, I was just thinking, if I knew Brother Qin would come, I wouldn't come."

"Why do you think I won't come?"

"Brother Qin is a noble person, and he definitely doesn't like to hang out in brothels."

"I understand, you know I'm poor and can't afford to go to a brothel."

Huang Meng coughed, "Brother Qin, is he used to joking?"

"To be honest, I went there for the prize."

Huang Meng couldn't help laughing, "It turns out that Brother Qin is doing it for Miss Lan."

"I'm talking about Qin." Qin Chuan looked serious.

What good is it for a woman from a brothel to bring her home? She has to feed and clothe her, and bringing it back can't create value.And the house is full of female fairies, can normal people live?
In this regard, Qin Chuan inadvertently ignored Huang Sha.

After all, Lao Huang is as close as the old scalper in Qin Chuan's heart, and he works hard without complaint.As soon as he thought of yellow cattle, Qin Chuan wanted to eat yellow beef.Another day, the housekeeper of the palace will pay for the manuscript. Remember to ask him to tell Wang Fu that Qin Chuan wants to eat yellow beef.

On the other side, Huang Sha knew very well in his heart that if he had even the slightest bit of resentment, he might be boiled into a pot of yellow fish soup by the master.

Qin Chuan was at home, always looking at the fish in the fish tank from time to time.

The two yellow-lipped fish were stupid, maybe they thought the master was admiring their appearance.Ugly yellow lip fish, what's there to see?
Huang Mengmeng Qin Chuan looked serious, thinking: "He really went for Qin."

Huang Meng felt a little melancholy, this person is not attractive, if I want to surpass him in career, wouldn't it be even more hopeless.

Seeing Qin Chuan's poem, Huang Meng knew that he would not be able to write at that level in his life.

But on the imperial examination articles, you can work harder.

No matter how good Qin Chuan's essay is, it depends on whether he can satisfy the examiner's appetite.Once you violate the examiner's taboo, even if you don't lose your name, your ranking will not be much better.

As long as he can win once, that's enough!
Huang Meng said quietly: "That is indeed a good piano."

"Well, it's almost there."

The two got off the sedan chair, boarded the small boat on the shore, and sailed to the Linchuan painting boat where the stars are holding the moon.Stopped at West Lake Center today.

The evening is sunny, the sky and clouds, mountains and water are dyed with rosy light, on the third floor of the painting boat, a woman leans on a railing alone, wearing evening photos, she looks like a fairy.

Qin Chuan pointed at the woman on the boat, "Brother Huang, is that the oiran Qin Cao?"

Huang Meng corrected him, "Brother Qin, the girl's name is Lan Cao."

He sighed in his heart, this man doesn't even remember the name of the oiran, he is really not a womanizer.Terrible, really terrible.

Are there really lecherous scholars in this world?

The small boat docked at the painting boat and got on the deck, enjoying the cool breeze.

While approaching, Lan Cao actually went downstairs to greet him on the deck, his eyes were shining,

"Qin Xianggong, it's been a long time."

"Well, have we met?" Qin Chuan murmured in his heart, but he smelled a strange fragrance.

Fox fragrance?

This smell is somewhat similar to the fox fragrance among the old fox and the little foxes of that night.

Bold evildoer, could it be that he came to trouble me?
But no matter how Qin Chuan looked at it, the other party didn't look like the demon fox that the old fox said.

Even if it wasn't, it was taught by Wen Xiang.

Ok, finally found the door.

Qin Chuan was thinking in his heart, with a smile on his face: "Ms. Lan Cao is good."

(End of this chapter)