Chapter 3 Zheshuangkui by the Chuchuan River

Before stepping onto the stage, it was back to the scene just now, the singers who participated in the election stood in a row, all with beautiful faces, it didn't matter whether Yin Xianxian came or not.Thinking about it, some people hoped that she would not come, and it could be regarded as one less competitor.To me, it doesn't matter, I seem to be so numb in the face of her death. It is still the bright scene of early spring, the river melts into green, the willow curtain hangs down with smoke, the east wind shakes the flowers and branches and turbulent, and the clear light shines brightly on the water.This kind of scenery is the best way to go out and enjoy the spring. The spectators in the audience are full of laughter, and the tourists on the boat are drinking lightly, just waiting to appreciate the boundless charm of the oiran.

Yue Chenghuang, who was sitting in the front row, was all smiles. When he saw him get up, he raised his arms and said to everyone: "The competition was delayed due to a little accident. Now the selection of the first prize continues. Everyone opens their hearts and enjoys the demeanor of the beauties." Said When it was over, everyone applauded vigorously and emotionally. Yingxuelou's mother had a smile on her face, and announced loudly, "The next one is Miss Liu Wuping, the top card in Chunliu Yard." "Liu Wuping" I whispered in my heart, this name is very unique.Seeing her lightly moving lotus steps, wearing a soft and light emerald dress, with pearl hairpins swaying, her figure is graceful and graceful, she is really like a weak willow relying on the wind, with a faint Chu charm, it is very moving.Sit down, hold the pipa in your arms, and smile softly at the spectators.I saw her jade fingers light and loose, pearls falling and singing, singing while playing: "Zha Nuan Fangzhou to find green strands, follow the bridge and people's scents. Luo Yi walks leisurely, the green mountains are like dreams, the clear water and willow traces are empty... The fragrance of the apricot shirt is always remembered, and Lingbo is the original intention. The strings of the qin are chaotic and the moon is misty. The wind is gone and the dream is far away, and the little peach blossoms in spring."

A piece of "Linjiang Fairy" seems to be lively, but in fact it is lazy, seemingly happy, but also full of sorrow.Her green pipa plucked the sound of warblers and willow waves, and her loud and clear songs were drunk in the spring scenery of butterfly dream alone.The talent of this Liu Wuping beauty really impresses me.I thought of Yin Xianxian again, wondering what kind of charm she would have when she caressed the pipa.Pipa, I think of my pipa, she died, where did the pipa I gave her go?It was probably abandoned in a corner of Yuxiu Pavilion, but I just followed my pipa for two years, and I can be indifferent to it.

Looking at Liu Wuping again, she is shy and charming.It seems that although the Qinlou Chu Pavilion is a place of fireworks, there are many beauties in the country.I think that although I was born in an ordinary family, my parents also hired a good master to teach me piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since I was a child. Although I am not as noble as a rich lady, I am also talented and intelligent, and I am not left behind.But at the mercy of fate, falling into the brothel for no reason, it sounds good, but the selection of the oiran is actually just a joke in front of people, for people to enjoy.

I sighed softly, and told myself that I will give up writing a poem on this spring scene in a while. Although I like the graceful singing and dancing of Yingyan, I really don't like to play around in front of people.What's more, I didn't intend to compete for some oiran, so why make things difficult for myself. Just as she was contemplating, she heard her mother's shrill voice shout: "The next one is the girl Xu Mohe, the number one in Yuanyang Pavilion." I looked up, and saw this woman was wearing a green lotus dress, with a emerald hibiscus in her head, and emerald jade pearls hanging from her ears. She was dressed in emerald green, with green streamers curling up, which was another flavor.God has spent a lot of thought in creating these ice-clear flesh and blood, each has its own color and rhyme.

Not only what kind of demeanor this Mohe woman showed.Before the desk, she took a plain brush, lightly dipped it in ink, turned around and dabbed a little bit of green ink on the white silk on the inside of the screen, and then tapped lightly, a lotus leaf had bloomed.I saw that she didn't touch the lotus dew again, but chose another place to trace the bridge, and then turned back to the lotus leaf to trace the light boat.When he dipped in the ink again, he stopped writing, his brows seemed to frown, and his face showed embarrassment.People on and off the stage held their breath, waiting for her to continue splashing ink.Her face was blue and white, her jade hand trembled, and the brush fell to the ground, and the ink splashed instantly.

I raised my eyebrows, and thought to myself: No, this Xu Mohe must be uncomfortable somewhere, if she fails today, it may be bad for her in the future, and it will be difficult to keep the top title of Yuanyang Pavilion. Before I could think about it, I pulled out the hosta hairpin, and took off a few blue silks. I wrapped the blue silks around, and used them as brushes, dipped them in the color, and there was a burst of flying flowers on the silk. In an instant, there was a warm scene in early summer reflected in front of the eyes.I saw the painting environment unfolding slowly in the spring breeze, with ripples in the clear waves, silver in the dew and jade, curls in the blue lotus, and the fragrance of the stalks flying.Outside the pool, the hibiscus condenses snow sleeves, the smoke and clouds on the bridge chase the bright glow, and the white geese under the boat peck at the clear water.There are also Yingge singing through the willows, raccoon girls facing the pond, smiling charmingly, wearing green clothes falling down, playing with each other in the water, or frolicking and chasing the waves.Occasionally, there are white butterflies dancing, chasing fragrance away; Xuanyan lingers obliquely, playing in the water and competing for flying.

As soon as the paintbrush fell, a clear voice shouted: "Fantastic! Fabulous! The ink adds to the fun of chanting, and the scene is thick and lying in the painting. There are some waves in the pool, and the boat on the water. The flute is far away. It is really a masterpiece in the world!" As soon as I finished speaking, I saw this young man standing in front of me not far away. He was wearing a splendid costume and a red gold hairpin crown. I hurriedly lowered my head, already feeling my face was burning hot, I thought it was already red as a glow.Fang felt that he had inadvertently shown his sharpness, so he hurriedly said: "Ms. Mo He and I agreed to paint a summer scene together. She has already painted the background color for me, and I just modified it a little bit. That's all."

I just finished speaking, and I feel even more regretful, I have no contact with Mo He in the past, and anyone with a discerning eye knows that she has made a mistake just now.If you know it, you can say that I solve her problems, but people who don't know it will think that I am trying to show off and catch people's eyes.So, no more sound. I have no intention of appreciating the talents shown by the girls in the back.Just standing next to the painting fan, she smiled at me from time to time.And just now that man's eyes also came to me frequently, and the fan also smiled at him, I just pretended not to see it, and lowered my head in thought.

After all the people showed up, they only heard Yue Chenghuang whispering with a few elegant scholars, then saw him get up, nodded with a smile, and shouted to everyone: "This year's oiran has been selected, and she is from Yingxue Pavilion." Congratulations to the top fan fan girl for winning the championship for three consecutive years, she is full of style and well-deserved." She stood among us, her pink dress was like a pink peach blossom.At the moment, the painting fan is like a piece of crystal clear jade, that kind of eye-catching beauty, which catches everyone's attention, and Yingyan in our row is just her foil.

I saw the bright smile of Yingxuelou's mother, under the bright spring, she was so young.I saw Yue Chenghuang handing over a thousand taels of reward to her, and the scorching light hurt the eyes of the onlookers. At such a quiet moment, I saw the young gentleman appreciating the painting stand up and said loudly, "Wait a minute! I have a few words to say." Yue Chenghuang looked at the young master with a happy expression on his face, as if they were old acquaintances.I only heard Yue Chenghuang say: "If you dare to ask the young master what advice you have, Yue will listen carefully." The young man stepped forward and smiled slightly: "The fan girl is both talented and beautiful. She deserves to be selected as the top oiran. But I want to choose someone to be the top oiran." After finishing speaking, he saw his mysterious expression. Yue Chenghuang asked suspiciously: "Oh? I wonder which beauty it is?" I saw everyone competing to look at each other, but they couldn't guess who it was. I thought to myself, could it be Liu Wuping. The young man looked at me with a smile, and blurted out: "This person is the girl with deep eyebrows at Miyuedu. The paintings she made today are eye-opening to me. The wisps of black hair are swaying freely, and they can rhyme with ink and wash, and understand the scenery. The artist The pen and the talented poems of the painting fan girl are a perfect match, which is intoxicating. Therefore, I want to take out a thousand taels of gold as her reward." After finishing speaking, he looked at the painting fan, and then looked at it again. Me, just smile. The cheers from the audience seemed to push this championship to the extreme.And the mother standing behind me stepped forward quickly, and laughed loudly: "This young man is really discerning. We Miyuedu have long recognized the girl with curved eyebrows as the number one. She has a pretty face, and she knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Today's The oiran is well-deserved." Before I woke up from this sudden change, I saw Yue Chenghuang cupping his hands and smiling at the young gentleman: "Young master really has good eyesight, and Yue also agrees very much." He turned to everyone and said, "This year's oiran Side by side, that is the painted fan girl from Yingxuelou and the eyebrow girl from Miyuedu." There was applause from the audience, and everyone cheered and cheered.Thinking that such excitement had never happened before, I glanced at the young master and saw him raising his hands and laughing at everyone.A little bit of emotion was born in my heart, what he did this time, did I set off him, or did he set off me?Perhaps it is because of the contrast between each other that there is such excitement.Although, this excitement is not what I am interested in. The painting fan came over and held my hand, and I smiled at her.She said: "Sister, I am really happy today. Being able to be the oiran with my sister is really the fate of our two sisters. This is more memorable than any other year's oiran." I held her hand and said in a low voice, "Sister, I really don't want to." She gently supported the jasper and plum blossom hairpin that had just been inserted on my head, and said softly: "I understand, sister, it must be God's will, you are so talented and beautiful, it is difficult for you not to show your edge." Yes, since it cannot be avoided, Mo Ruo accepts it calmly." She paused for a while, and then said: "Maybe fate will have other arrangements after today, and there will be another village." When Huafan comforted me, I saw her mother on the other side and my mother on my side approaching with smiles, and said to us: "Congratulations to the two girls for winning the oiran prize." Huashan and I only smiled faintly, and planned to walk towards the Yuxiu Pavilion. I only heard the young man shouting to the two attendants: "Wait a minute!" I turned around and saw the two attendants taking down the painting on the screen that I had just done. The young son said to my mother: "Mom, I have something to ask." The mother's face was full of smiles: "Young master, if you have anything to say, just tell me." The young man glanced at me, and then said: "I want to take out a thousand taels of gold to buy the girl's painting." I was startled, bowed my head, and remained silent. The mother was even more pleasantly surprised, and shouted: "So, so, the young master is so generous, it's really the lucky girl Meiwan." After finishing speaking, she quickly snatched the silk from the attendant and handed it to the young young master. I turn and leave. I heard my mother laughing again: "Young Master, if you have time, welcome to Miyuedu, and I will make sure to entertain you, Mom." I didn't look back, and walked towards Yuxiu Pavilion with Huafan. Huafan tugged at my sleeve, and said in a low voice: "Sister..." Seeing Huafan wanted to say something, he hesitated to speak.I don't know what she means. After returning to the pavilion and resting for a while, the tense atmosphere in the pavilion just now has disappeared. Could it be that Yin Xianxian's death really didn't stir up any ripples in anyone's heart?I thought of the smoke screen again, but at first glance I saw the pipa sitting alone on the table, but I decided not to want it anymore.For the first time, I found that my heart was actually hard. When the sea of ​​people in Yuxiu Pavilion receded, I got up and walked to the sedan chair that greeted us.I happened to meet Xu Mohe who was about to walk in front of the sedan chair, I nodded and smiled with her, and she returned my smile. Turning around, Hong Jian put on a white brocade cloak for me, and said softly, "Miss, I'm going to be exhausted today." I smiled at her. At this time, the sedan chair with the painting fan was also standing in front of me, she walked over gently and said to me: "Sister, I will come to Miyuedu to look for you some other day, or we can make an appointment to go to Cuimei Temple together, and then I will let the maid Man'er came here to deliver a message, so take care of yourself." I nodded and said softly, "Sister, please take care of yourself." But I was thinking that the painting fan still had something to say, and I looked at her again, and she was already sitting in the sedan chair. Hong Jian helped me into the sedan chair, I lifted the curtain and looked out, only to see that the crowd of onlookers had dispersed. It was noon, and the warm sun was pouring down, reflecting the water of the Chuchuan River into a bright streamer, while the boats The people on the stage continued to drink and sing, competing for coquettishness.The smoke floats across Pudu, the willows are drunk and the warblers are flying, and the carp is leaping and the ducklings are flourishing. Such a prosperous and beautiful Jinling City is indescribably shocking and breathtaking.But such a prosperous spring and youthful time makes me feel too strong, and the flowers competing for beauty seem to splash blood and tears.I suddenly felt a little panic in my heart, but I couldn't tell why.