After hearing Miao Shu's drunken talk, everyone in the painting boat laughed. There were probably very few people who were neither children nor wives at Sima Hong's age. All these noblemen had taken in maids and married and had children early on. However, Sima Hong's situation was a little special, and everyone knew it.
The Second Prince also laughed. After everyone finished laughing, a group of singing and dancing girls entered the pleasure boat accompanied by music. They wore bold and cool clothes and sat next to the noble young man in a well-behaved and appropriate manner. Some of the brave ones leaned on the man softly, letting the man put his hands under her clothes and wander around. Even those who were a little reserved and honest took the initiative to pick up the silver pot on the table and pour wine for the man they were going to serve.
Miao Shu very skillfully embraced the woman who came close to him, touched her a few times, and then leaned on her, letting her feed him wine and food. Seeing the woman next to him approaching, Sima Hong remembered Mingyu's scolding of "lechery" today, so he pushed her away and smiled softly, "No need to do this."
The woman was stunned for a moment, and then she quickly stretched out her pair of white and tender hands to the wine pot in front of Sima Hong, and said timidly: "I will pour wine for the general."
Sima Hong noticed the woman's nervousness and said politely, "That's really not necessary. I can't drink. You can just sit aside." He had been in the army for so many years and had never drunk any alcohol. As time went by, he no longer had any interest in alcohol, and no matter how fragrant the wine was, it could not attract him.
The woman tried to calm her fear, and looked at Sima Hong with curiosity and admiration. According to rumors, this young general, who was not even twenty years old, could drink the blood of the Tartars and eat their flesh. He captured the Tartars, beheaded them, buried them alive, or hanged them. He beheaded them, skinned them...
When His Highness ordered her to serve Lord Anxi, she thought her life was in danger. For such a cruel man, women must be just playthings for him, and he would not have any mercy on women. However, when she got to him, she realized that this young and handsome man was not as ferocious and terrifying as she imagined, but polite. He was gentle and gentle. Compared with the playboys who grew up with women in the pleasure boats and were covered with powder, Sima Hong had a strong masculine spirit.
"My Lord..." She approached Sima Hong, her voice even softer. Her hand touched Sima Hong's leg, and her soft chest pressed against Sima Hong's arm. She was stupid to pass up such a good opportunity. If she could catch the eye of the Marquis of Anxi, she could be taken back to the Marquis of Anxi to be a concubine or something, which would be much better than being a dancer in the Second Prince's mansion for a lifetime and being sold when she was old and ugly.
Sima Hong didn't expect that after his polite words, the woman beside him not only did not behave, but became bolder. When the woman's hand touched his leg and was about to touch the base of his leg, Sima Hong frowned, endured it for a few times, and pushed the woman away.
The woman was caught off guard and bumped into the small table in front of Sima Hong, making a loud thump. The wine glass shook a few times and most of the wine in the glass spilled out.
The originally decadent scene suddenly became silent. Everyone stared at Sima Hong and the woman without blinking. The originally passionate and charming dancers were so frightened that they dared not even breathe.
The second prince looked unhappy. He stood up, kicked away the dancer who was serving him, pointed at the woman beside Sima Hong and angrily cursed: "You lowly servant! You can't even serve the Marquis properly, what's the use of you? Come on, throw this lowly servant out."
There is a lake outside the pleasure boat, and "throwing it out" probably means throwing it into the lake to feed the fish.
The dancer who had made a big mistake was so scared that she was shaking all over. She knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the Second Prince and Sima Hong desperately, making a thumping sound on the wooden floor of the pleasure boat. She said tremblingly, "Mingyu didn't mean it. Please forgive Mingyu this time, Your Highness and Lord Marquis!"
Sima Hong was stunned and asked subconsciously: "What did you say?"
The dancer looked at him timidly, and repeated what she had just said tremblingly. Finally, she said with tears in her eyes: "My Lord, Mingyu is useless and has not served you well."
Taking the opportunity when she looked up to speak, Sima Hong took a serious look at her. From the time she came in until now, Sima Hong had never looked at her directly. She had a rosy face, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and a slim figure. When she cried, her eyes were as charming as pear blossoms in the rain, and she was very touching.
At first glance, it seems to be somewhat similar to the jade on the tip of my heart, but upon closer inspection, it is completely different, even the similarity between the eyebrows and eyes that I saw at first glance is gone.
"Get up," Sima Hong said with a smile, and then turned around and bowed to the Second Prince, his face slightly red, and said, "I was reckless. When I was in the northwest, the Tartars could attack at any time, and my nerves were tense day and night. I drank too much just now, and I was a little drunk. Suddenly I felt... someone touching me, but I didn't react. I thought it was..." Sima Hong smiled and shook his head, quite embarrassed, "I overreacted. I'm ashamed, ashamed. I really made Your Highness laugh."
The second prince laughed, walked up and patted Sima Hong on the shoulder, saying with a smile: "Ah Hong is a hero of the Great Chu, a real man! Why should you be ashamed?" He looked down at the dancer kneeling on the ground and said: "It's rare that the Marquis has taken a fancy to you, why don't you thank the Marquis!"
The dancer was so surprised that with tears in her eyes, she kowtowed to Sima Hong several times.
"Mingyu is the best dancer in my mansion." The second prince pulled Sima Hong and said with a smile, "Since you like her, she is yours."
Miao Shu was the closest and heard it clearly, so he took the lead in making a noise, congratulating Sima Hong for having a beautiful woman by his side tonight! As Miao Shu laughed, the originally somewhat stiff and cold atmosphere became lively again.
Everyone present knew that Sima Hong had divorced, but they didn't know the name of the woman who divorced him. They only knew that the woman was Xu Changqian's daughter, or Xu Mingye's sister, but they didn't know her real name. So even though everyone saw Sima Hong defending the woman, they just thought he was attracted by the beauty of the dancer.
Sima Hong was a little amused and helpless. After receiving Miao Shu's warning look, he had to pull the dancer back to their seats. The dancer, who had been scolded by the second prince, did not dare to do anything inappropriate and just knelt obediently beside Sima Hong and poured wine for him.
During the banquet, someone was drunk. He staggered over to Sima Hong with a wine glass in his hand, trying to force him to drink. Miao Shu stopped him with a big tongue, "What are you doing!" Miao Shu grabbed the man's hand holding the wine pot with a dazed look in his eyes, glanced at Sima Hong and the dancer beside him, and gave him an ambiguous smile that "all men understand", "If you drink too much, it will...it won't work tonight! He is my cousin, I have to protect him!"
The visitor understood what was going on, and looked up and down at Sima Hong and the dancer beside him in a very obscene manner, then laughed in a very vulgar way and whispered to Sima Hong: "My Lord, you are good at riding and shooting, so I guess your ** skills are even better, hahahaha!"
Without asking, Sima Hong could guess what this man was thinking when he saw him and the dancer. He wished that a thunderbolt would strike this man into the lake. However, he still put on an embarrassed smile and waved his hand, saying, "Brother, you really love to joke!"
"I'm not kidding!" The man laughed and said, "Your Highness is very good to us, don't you think?" His voice was so loud that it could be heard throughout the houseboat.
This was to force him to express his opinion! The Second Prince was more anxious than he had imagined.
Sima Hong smiled, looked at the Second Prince with gratitude, and said with a cupped hand, "Of course. Hong is just a rough man. I am humbled and grateful to receive such kindness from Your Highness." His words were sincere and there was not a trace of affectation.
The Second Prince, who had been quietly waiting for Sima Hong to express his opinion, stood up at this moment and said to the man in a displeased manner, "Look at you, why are you saying all this? It's rare for Ah Hong to come back to the capital, and we are both people of temperament. I like Ah Hong's strong character, so what's wrong with entertaining him?"
The visitor was immediately ashamed, bowed to Sima Hong, apologized, and returned to his seat.
Everyone laughed and talked loudly for a while, all of which were nothing more than talking about which courtesan in the capital had the best skills, or which new courtesan was the most beautiful among all the other girls. Many of them got drunk, apologized to the Second Prince, and walked out with the charming dancers in their arms. A small boat came outside to pick them up and take them to a private room in a restaurant not far from the shore. Even Miao Shu hugged the dancer and left.
Sima Hong also smiled and apologized to the second prince, took the dancer named "Mingyu" on a small boat, and returned to the shore. However, he did not continue to take the dancer to the restaurant on the shore, but walked along the shore back to the carriage.
As soon as Baihao saw Sima Hong, he quickly jumped down from the front seat of the carriage. Seeing that there was a woman following behind Sima Hong, he did not bother to ask what was going on. He looked at him with a worried look on his face and supported Sima Hong, "Master, can you still hold on?"
Sima Hong waved his hands, suddenly pushed Bai Hao away, knelt by the lake, and vomited violently, almost vomiting bile. Bai Hao almost cried, and kept helping Sima Hong breathe. After a long time, Sima Hong stopped vomiting, and leaned on Bai Hao with a pale face. Bai Hao took out a handkerchief from his arms, Sima Hong took it, wiped his face, and gradually recovered his breath.
The dancer watched in fear, not daring to say a word. When in the cabin, the marquis looked normal, chatting and laughing freely, and there was no sign of anything wrong. How come he became like this as soon as he got off the boat
Baihao was heartbroken. This man, who was so brave and heroic, and even more pure than a real man, was a landlubber who grew up in the arid land of the northwest! He had felt dizzy as soon as he stepped on a boat since he was a child. But today he was forced to stay on the boat for such a long time. I really don't know how he endured it. It made me so worried. RQ