After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather in Jiangning City was sunny for about two days, and then it began to turn overcast. Walking on the road, the slightly cold autumn wind swept the fallen leaves on the street, which also added a bit of bleak feeling to the once noisy city. .
Of course, in the eyes of most people, the city is still the way it is on weekdays, and the way it should be in autumn. The wind rolled up the nearby fallen leaves, and then floated on the water surface in a whirl, and floated into the distance with the waves. Pedestrians, chariots and horses, Tsing Yi sedan chairs, vendors and pawns in urban roads, wide streets and narrow alleys, long bluestone steps, wooden bridges crossing the narrow river, where the water is a little slower, you can see women walking The stone steps are starched and washed, the scene of chatting and laughing, far away, the teahouse is feasting, and the wine shop is fragrant.
Most people are still busy with life. Of course, since they are used to it, it is only a part of life. If you have to stop for a while, or go to a teahouse to sit for a while, or take a break on the side of the road, and occasionally bring up interesting rumors recently, it is probably not without the events of the Mid-Autumn Festival a few days ago, and among them, the most frequently mentioned song is probably that one. The birth of the Shui Tiao song head, and about the Shishui Poetry Society, Kang Xian, a scholar of Neo-Confucianism, angrily denounced everyone.
The cause goes through the result, the coincidence and suspense climax. The so-called drama must meet these conditions. If it is only a certain talented person who writes a poem, and his skills are shocking and elegant, people will be tired of hearing it. If you add the favor of talented women, the drama will add a bit, and This water tune song head has done a bit more in this regard. People like good poetry and stories like this. For the past few days, if you go to the brothel and sit at the Chu Pavilion, when the girls come out, you must listen to them. This song "When will the bright moon be there", comment on the beauty of it.
As for the information of the lyricist, it is still only speculation, and there is not much reliable information out.
Su Mansion, Ning Yi, Ning Liheng. The son-in-law of the Su Mansion.
At the Shishui Poetry Conference, Kang Xian's few rebukes confirmed his reputation as a masterpiece of water tunes, but they did not calm the doubts in the hearts of the people. The most important thing is, whether his poem was bought or plagiarized, is what almost every talker is most concerned about.
Scandals are often more dramatic than good reviews, and people's hearts are more inclined to accept such things. It's not a strange thing that literati buy poems for fame and fame. Whenever people talk about it, they tend to tend to such speculation. After all, the status of the son-in-law is low, and some even say that these people are spineless and forget the sect, and a person with a little arrogance will not do such a thing.
However, within a few days, there was also a saying that Tan'er, the second young lady of the Su residence, was beautiful, gentle and generous, and Ning Yi fell in love with her at first sight. However, in this era of machismo, there are very few people who believe in such stories, prostitutes are common in society, and women's status is like goods. Who would believe it for a woman to do this. But take a step back and say, even if I believe that if this person has no talent, that's all, if he is really talented and learned to marry a woman, then he is really angry and resentful.
In this era, what people prefer is the fairy tale that the male protagonist returns to marry the woman he loves after taking the title on the gold list. People can't bear to abandon all such things for a woman.
Therefore, after a few days, everyone's guesses about Ning Yi were mostly negative, and it was the original sin to be in a family. Of course, the conclusion has not yet appeared, and people are still curious and waiting for more reliable news. On the other hand, people are still amazed by the quality of the head of the water tune and the talent of the lyricist, and the popularity of this amazement is still on the rise. In the past few days, everyone has praised it. The number of words is still increasing. This time the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry competition, its evaluation and limelight is probably far more than the rest of the poetry, such a situation has not occurred for several years.
The most lively places on the Qinhuai River are the Confucius Temple and Gongyuan. Across the river are the many brothels and Chu Pavilions. It was only after noon, and these places have not yet opened, but those who should get up have already woken up. , If you walk through the street below, you can also see some women sitting upstairs or leaning on the railings alone, or chatting and playing, and there is a faint sound of bamboo and bamboo coming from the inner courtyard wall.
This kind of music, some women who have an art career are practicing in the building, and some are little girls who are learning piano music with the teacher arranged by the brothel. At this time, in the inner courtyard of Jinfeng Tower, a class teaching qin music has come to an end, and several young girls are still playing the taught songs seriously. At this moment, I was sitting at the small table in front of me, dragging my chin to listen to these piano sounds.
The woman was actually only in her twenties. Although her dress was simple, it was not as good as the colorful ones in the brothel, but her appearance was extremely outstanding. Outstanding, at this time sitting there quietly listening to the piano, the figure gives people a faint feeling like ink. Compared with these girls who are learning the piano below, they are actually much more outstanding.
According to the general process, after the piano music is finished and the woman gives some pointers, today's teaching will be here. However, just as the woman was about to pack up, the girls below looked at each other, and one of them The girl smiled and said, "Sister Yunzhu, Sister Yunzhu, can you teach us to sing the water tune?"
"Huh? The water tune song head..." The woman called Yunzhu was stunned for a while, then looked at them and blinked, probably not understanding why they wanted to learn this, the girl below had already spoken.
"The guests who have been here these days love to hear this..."
"It's the song on the Mid-Autumn Festival night..."
"We like it too."
When the woman heard this, she already understood: "Mid-Autumn Festival? Are there any good poems from this Mid-Autumn Festival?"
"Ah? Sister Yunzhu, you still don't know?"
"I have something to do this few times, but I don't care about paying attention to the Mid-Autumn Festival..." The woman smiled, but at the bottom of the smile, she was a little tired, but the girls in front of her might not be able to see it.
Afterwards, the girls chattered and took out the booklet with the title of the water tune. The woman sat there, reading word by word, her lips moving slightly, she really understood the benefits of this poem, no After a while, his expression became serious. In such an atmosphere, the girl below talked about the origin of the poem on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival.
"...Unfortunately, that person moved into someone else's house."
"Yeah, it's a son-in-law..."
"Everyone now says the word was bought..."
"But the words are really good... When will the moon be there, ask the blue sky for wine..."
twitter twitter twitter It's okay to come out. In fact, there is also a music library about the word and card of the water tune. They have learned various fingerings, and they can play against it themselves, but after all, someone is the best to teach them.
"My son-in-law..." Yun Zhu looked at the words, and laughed after listening to everyone's explanation, "In this case, how many little sisters should know the song at the head of the water tune?"
"We did the same, but in some places we didn't play well..."
"Well, it's enough to learn the tune. The water tune head song has a few special fingerings. In fact, the lyrics can also be slightly changed. I will play it with a few younger sisters, and then I will show you all. Explain…”
Having said that, the girls returned to the piano and sat down. Yunzhu's eyes swept around and pressed his fingers on the strings of the yaoqin. After a light and graceful smile like Yan Dai, his fingertips lifted up. .
"When is the moon..."
The curling sound of the piano sounded from the room, and the performance of many people, when most people were not familiar with it, should have been a little chaotic, but among the piano sounds, the clearest and most beautiful one was steady. The ground is walking with a tune. Although the sounds are all the same size, the sound of the piano completely assimilates the rest of the music in artistic conception. Afterwards, the soft voice also rang out with everyone's singing. If there are guests who are proficient in this way at this time, they may find that the music and singing skills of this way are actually better than most of the women in Jinfeng Pavilion. It is much better, and it is not even inferior to Yuan Jin'er, the top card of Jinfeng Pavilion today.
Yuan Jin'er's voice has a lively and light feeling. This voice is like running water like a bell, which makes people feel calm and relaxed. When the music sounded like this, some girls in the vicinity also came here and listened to it from a distance. . After the beginning of a water tune was sung, some people said, "It's Sister Yunzhu..."
"Sister Yunzhu's singing skills are still so good..."
Either admire or envy. After a while, the course inside finally ended, and the rest was the girls' own practice. The woman in the cloth skirt Jingchai came out of the room with a small package in her hand, walked across the corridor, greeted several women she knew, and then went to her mother's room to pay for the tuition. When leaving all the way, he met Yuan Jin'er in the corridor outside.
"Sister Yunzhu."
"Sister Jin'er."
"I heard Sister Yunzhu sing just above. This water tune is really the best for Sister Yunzhu to sing. Jin'er always feels that she can't find such a state of mind, and it doesn't sound good to sing."
Yuan Jin'er is seventeen years old this year, and her temperament is more lively. The two exchanged a few words before she suppressed her bright smile and asked softly, "Sister Yunzhu, how is Sister Hutao?"
"It's been good these days. In a few days, the condition will probably recover."
"That's good..." Yuan Jin'er nodded, and after a while, looking at no one around, she took out a small bag from her body, "Sister Yunzhu, I know your usual temperament, but since Sister Hutao is sick, she always In need of an emergency, there are some money and goods here that I hope my sister will accept. My sister took care of Jin’er at the beginning, and Jin’er has always kept it in her heart…”
She wanted to put the small bag of money into the other party's hand, but Yunzhu refused. Although she was very moved, she did not accept it.
"Hu Tao's condition is indeed getting better. If not, my sister will definitely not use this to force it. Sister Jin'er still saves money. If she can redeem herself one day, she will be free..."
"I don't have the kindness of my sister." The two of them just said some heart-warming words, and their eyes were a little red, Yuan Jin'er wiped the corners of her eyes with her fingers and laughed, "Jin'er looks like this now, finally I plan to choose a man to marry, and keep the money around, it's not very useful, not to mention it's not much, I still have..."
"If you can meet the talent you like..."
"Jin'er doesn't marry someone who has nothing but eloquence, and rhetoric is not enough to eat. It was originally for the life of a concubine and a maid, but in the end, she wanted to find someone with some money and status to marry, fortunately, she still has With some fame, it is not difficult to marry…”
This is probably because everyone has their own aspirations. The two walked out all the way and said some sweet words, but in the end, they separated at the side door of Jinfeng Tower. Yuan Jiner smiled and waved until the other side disappeared from sight. No, he just put his hand down.
Some envy, but also some sigh, even she herself does not understand the mood.
The woman she called Sister Yunzhu was named Nie Yunzhu, and she was also one of the most popular women in Jinfenglou a few years ago. , In the past, Qin Huai chose oiran, and she was unwilling to participate, so her fame never reached the top. Two years ago, she had saved enough money to redeem herself and her maid, Hu Tao, and found a place to live. Until now, people still occasionally ask about her when they come to Jinfenglou.
The rest of the brothel women, even if they redeemed themselves, would often keep in touch with many benefactors, such as participating in poetry and literary gatherings with the likes of the talented, but unlike Sister Yunzhu, she was almost the same as those in the past. All disconnected. The brothel life is nothing more than a welcome delivery. After two years of not appearing, she also faded out of this world, but she still took over the job of teaching piano music, which was considered to earn some living expenses.
It's just that there is not much money for teaching the piano and music, and she doesn't teach, and there are a lot of people in the building today who can do it. She still had some money left when she ransomed two years ago, but now, she heard that the situation was not very good. The two masters and servants have always lived a brothel life, and Hu Taosui knows how to serve people, but they may not be good at life-related matters. Working in the brothel, I heard that Hu Tao was sick recently, and the two of them didn't seem to be doing well. Yuan Jin'er was grateful for the other party's previous care, so she wanted to give out money to help. She didn't get much, but who knew that the other party still didn't accept it after all.
A woman, there is no such thing as freedom in this world, the brothel looks beautiful, the five mausoleums are young and they are fighting for their heads, and the red silk is uncountable, but in the end, it is still the life of a concubine. Are you a brothel woman treated as a wife? Sister Yunzhu has a tenacious heart. If she redeems herself and goes out, how long can a weak girl survive without any support in this world? In the end, she is afraid that she will return to this brothel again.
She sighed softly, turned and walked back...
When leaving the pharmacy, Nie Yunzhu tapped the remaining money on his body and put it into his closest pocket.
In addition to the money from pawning the hairpin, she could still use it for a while. What reassured her most was that Walnut's condition was finally about to recover, which would be the best.
When they left the brothel two years ago, the two had little experience of living alone. Although Hu Tao lived a hard life when he was a child, after many years in the brothel, it was a childhood memory after all. It would be nice to be able to cook. The two masters and servants, who had no plans, lived for a long time without being completely casual. Although they did some work, such as coming to Jinfenglou to teach piano music, they still couldn't make ends meet. But up to now, although there is not much money left, as long as the walnuts are better, the master and servant can do something, and they can still make ends meet.
Picking up the small cloth bag with the small writing items in her hand, and gently lifting the packaged medicine with the other hand, she walked all the way home, bowing her head, half of her attention was focused on the small pocket on her body , After he and Hu Tao came out to live, he had stolen his money bag twice in a crowded place. Now I think about it, it's a pity. After leaving Suzaku Street all the way, there were not so many pedestrians gradually, and this vigilance was put down. There were still some shops selling things around. When they were about to turn the street, a figure in front suddenly passed his eyes.
what…
She raised her head and looked suspiciously. The figure had disappeared around the corner not far away. With this kind of mood, she walked quickly a few steps. When she reached the intersection, she finally saw the road there. figure.
It is indeed him...
On the street not far away, a thin and polite man stood in front of several shops with a large wooden board in his hand. Shaking away, then nodded, and entered the door of a shop.
It looked like he was going to buy charcoal.
Nie Yunzhu thought for a while, then followed...