The scholar was frustrated for a long time, and the boat didn't go in the right direction, and he couldn't help throwing the long oval in frustration.
He could tell that without the help of the people on this painting boat, he would not be able to save Miss Meng.
Regardless of being drenched, the scholar quickly and simply tidied up his clothes and said to Lu Bingyi: "Brother Tai, this matter of men and women should be accorded with each other. Only if you like me can you communicate with each other. If it is persecution, wouldn't it be a loss? Is this beauty of Qinhuai Fengyue?"
"But this is... as long as you give the money, she doesn't care, right?" Wang Zhi didn't understand, but didn't realize that when he said this, the girls on the boat looked at him with strange eyes, and then quickly. Bowed his head.
The scholar was even more furious, and shouted: "You bastard, you come here to have fun, sisters are serving you, and you actually said something like this... so...!" The scholar wanted to curse, but he saw it. In the ordinary days, it is always the same, and the talk is gentle, but for a while, I can't find the right words. He took a deep breath and said, "If the girl dreams go with that bastard voluntarily, she will naturally not stop him, but the servant will force the girl dream to do things that she doesn't want to do, and she will definitely stop it! Men must not be allowed to bully women!"
The girls on the boat listened, and looked at the scholar together, with a hint of gratitude on their faces.
At this time, the book boy was also relieved, clutching the leg of the scholar and said: "Master, don't go, you can't beat them again, if you have an accident, how can you explain to the family!"
The scholar didn't care, just going to save the dream girl.
Lu Bing saw that the scholar was sincere, not just a fuss.
Lu Bing was fair to that boat: "Catch up with the boat just now!"
The man hesitated a little, but saw the girls on his boat staring at him with stern eyes on him, so he sighed and said repeatedly: "Nothing, no matter what happened anyway, everyone can't run away."
Lu Bing's painting boat is one of the largest painting boats on the Qinhuai River. It is no longer a painting boat, but should be called a flower boat.
The master at the bow is the leader. He also took three helpers to row the boat, and at the same time he was responsible for staring at the nobles on the boat. No matter where they fell into the water, they could be rescued immediately.
At this moment, the four of them were staring at the girls on the boat. They didn't dare not row the boat with all their heart, and the boat was not slow.
Regardless of his soaking body, the scholar just stood on the bow of the boat, leaning on the railing, hoping to find the painting boat of Mengmeng. He took the trouble to tell his father to look carefully, and don't miss Miss Meng's boat.
Nagong repeatedly agreed and said helplessly: "Don't worry, son, we often see Mengmeng's boat on weekdays, and we can't read it wrong."
Seeing this situation, Lu Bing really admired him and asked Dong Hai and Sun Quan to bring them two sets of clothes for the master and servant.
Lu Bing smiled and said to the scholar: "This Xiongtai should change his clothes first. If you are watching here, the speed of the boat will not be fast. If you catch the wind and cold, you will find your dream later. Girl, you have also become a soft-footed shrimp, how can you save people? Even if you don't get sick, you lose your grace when you go to see Mengmeng like this!"
After thinking about it, the scholar felt that what Lu Bing said was reasonable, and he repeatedly told his father not to miss Miss Meng's boat before he took the boy into the bed cabin to change clothes.
Lu Bing shook his head. He really couldn't figure out that there would be such a weird person.
Lu Bing asked the justice: "Who is this dream girl?"
Gong Gong smiled and said, "Meng girl is the most famous girl in Qinhuai River now."
"Is it beautiful?" Lu Bing asked
"Beauty..." Gong Gong thought for a while, and said, "We have a hundred flowers blooming on the Qinhuai River, vying for beauty and beauty. There are countless beauties and endless emergence. The dream girl is very beautiful, but it can be said that she is the most beautiful."
"Then why would anyone make a big shot for her?" Lu Bing asked again.
"On the Qinhuai River, things like jealousy often happen, but it's nothing unusual." Gongong smiled and said, "But the dream girl is the hottest girl on the Qinhuai River this year."
Seeing Lu Bing thoughtfully, he thought that Lu Bing was also interested. He didn't want to tell the owner to leave, and let the owner scold him, and said hurriedly: "These beauties on the Qinhuai River are endless. Maybe this year is very popular, next year. I was robbed of the limelight by other girls, maybe it was very red tonight, the benefactor’s head was broken, and tomorrow I will be abandoned as a shoe because of being hated by others. Therefore, on this Qinhuai River, there is only a smash hit for a while, and there is no one. Yes. It’s a good thing to be red, a lot of silver is in the bag, and it’s high, but it’s also a bad thing, it’s easy to provoke right and wrong, high praise, and heavy fall. As my master said, the water flows long, we The painting boats at home don’t need a momentary glamorous oiran, as long as the seasons are like spring, there will naturally be repeated visitors.”
Lu Bing heard it and found it interesting, and said with a smile: "Your master has great wisdom."
"That is." Gong Gong said triumphantly: "I have a few flowers and boats in my house, and there are always customers. The girls are good at teaching, gentle and kind, and there is no stinky oiran, so regular customers come often and business is prosperous."
Lu Bing looked at the arrogance of the river, and couldn't help but think of how many dying flowers and willows were behind this spring-filled garden, and the end was bleak.
Once boarding the Oiran, it seems that the scenery is infinite, but one day when he finally gets old, it will not take long for a younger and beautiful girl to come on top.
The woman who fell to the throne of the oiran slowly lost her face, and could find no one to rely on. In the end, she was miserable and lost.
At this time, a faint singing voice came from a distance:
A few beautiful women wear red makeup and a little vermilion lips. Thousands of people go to the grass and yellow when they taste the colorful flowers.
After the wind and rain, there is always frost and red maple leaves, where is the fragrance of autumn, and rain for many days is exceptionally desolate.
A single show has come out of the wall, charming, gentle and fragrant, thinking about where there is love.
A small pagoda invites the little phase to step by step. The lotus is coquettish and smiles.
…
Only for a while, the scholar hurriedly changed his clothes and walked to the bow, sorting his clothes, and repeatedly asking if he had caught up with him and if he had found it. Only when he walked to Lu Bing's side, he sorted out his clothes.
The scholar saw Gong Gong shook his head and sighed in disappointment. Then he turned his face to Lu Bing and arched his hand: "This Xiongtai, whose surname is Feng Weimin, is called Ruxing. I don't know the name of Xiongtai Zun's surname? "
Lu Bing bowed his hand in salute and said with a smile: "Under Lu Bing, written by Wenfu, I don't know where Brother Feng is from?"
"I was born in Linqu, Qingzhou Prefecture, Shandong Province, but he was born to be drifting. In the early years of Hongwu, Xuanzu moved to Liaodong and settled in Guangning. After his father went to work, he always wanted to return to his hometown. In the six years of Jiajing, he returned to the tomb of Linqu, the eldest brother and the fifth. My brother and mother settled in the county city of Qingzhou, and then followed my father and my fourth brother to Gansu first, and then to Guizhou..."