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Chapter 143 Although I have never visited Qinhuai, Qinhuai has my legend

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    On the Qinhuai River Painted Boat, Zhao Shouzheng followed the directions of the same year and saw another painted boat of similar size, blocked at a small river pier with a "Light Pink" flag.

    A dozen people wearing black silk round collars obviously wanted to go upstairs. The nun from the pale pink building blocked the dock with several large teapots.

    "Masters Haihan, my girl has already made an appointment, and she really can't get away." The grandma had a smile on her face, but she refused to give in.

    "Don't do this, don't think we don't know, this is your usual trick!" Those movers spoke with obvious Zhejiang accents, and their faces were all red. They obviously drank too much while swimming in the river.

    "Exactly, where are the guests in this broad daylight? When we were in Hangzhou, didn't we go to a brothel?"

    "Our dignified Xie Yuan Gong can be seen even by the governor. Now that we are here from Zhejiang, don't be shameless!"

    "Hurry up and call Zheng Yanru out. How dare you push back? Believe it or not, we will send a letter to Yingtian Mansion and demolish your Pohe Tower!"

    "Zhao Shouzheng has been a young master for so many years, but at a glance he knew that he was a wealthy businessman from out of town. He didn't understand the rules of the Qinhuai River and was acting wild in front of the female history building.

    Seeing this, he nodded with a smile and said to his peers: "Meet them!"

    When a group of people in the same year heard the order, they became more and more energetic and ordered the boatman to ram the painted boat directly into the other party's boat.

    Those boatmen were used to the jealousy on the Qinhuai River. They made excuses at first, and then after receiving the reward, they slowly steered the boat towards the boat of Juzi in Zhejiang.

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    With a bang, the two boats collided with each other.

    Although the impact was not serious, the deck was slippery on a rainy day. Those noisy Zhejiang officials were caught off guard and staggered one by one. Many people's round-neck robes were splashed with water.

    "Hahaha¡­¡­"

    Seeing the embarrassment of Zhejiang Juzi, the Yingtian Juzi burst into laughter.

    "You are still a toad who wants to eat swan meat, and you don't look at the Qinhuai River to see what a bear you look like!"

    "Don't you have a good eye for sailing?"

    The Zhejiang candidates looked at them angrily. When they saw that the other party was also a group of candidates, they knew they had encountered someone who was looking for trouble.

    They have been very proud since they passed the exam.  Traveling all the way north to Jinling, everywhere you go you will be greeted by high-end and far-off places. Naturally, your arrogance is at its peak. How can you care about the principle that a strong dragon cannot overwhelm a local snake?

    Then he pointed at Zhao Shouzheng, Tang Hezheng and others and started to curse.

    Yingtian Juzi was equally arrogant and started yelling at them across the boat.

    For a time, all kinds of curses in Wu Mandarin were flying across the Qinhuai River, attracting pedestrians on both sides to stop, and cruise ships on the river also stopped to watch the excitement.

    Seeing the more than 30 people on both sides cursing, people covered their mouths and laughed.

    Among the gentry class in the Ming Dynasty, the poor and noble Juren Master had the worst reputation, and he was obviously not unjust.

    Seeing the chaos on the river turning into a pot of porridge, a soft and smooth pipa sound suddenly came from the light pink upstairs.

    It is magical to say that with the sound of the pipa, the noisy voice of the people has been reduced by half.  When the tune started and the sound of the pipa became more meaningful and clear, there was no more human sound outside the pink building and on the river.  Everyone held their breath and listened to the pipa music played by the owner of Danfenlou.

    In the rising and falling sound of the pipa, people completely forget that they are in the mist and rain of Qinhuai River, as if they are in the wilderness of crisp autumn air, calm wind and flat sand.  When I raised my head, I saw thousands of miles of clouds and flying sounds in the sky. When I lowered my head, I felt relaxed and happy, and all my impetuousness was gone I moved one by one like a cockfighter, and now I finally calmed down.

    It turned out to be Zheng Yanru, the owner of Danfenlou, who finally took action to calm the situation.

    She is the Jinling Oiran selected last year, and she respects her status very much.  This kind of jealousy between patrons will only lower her reputation and make her colleagues laugh at her for being unable to control herself.

    When the song ended, the window on the riverside opened, revealing Zheng Yanru's beautiful figure and perfect jade face.

    There was a burst of applause from both sides of the Qinhuai River.

    "Well, Mr. Zheng's pipa is indeed the best in Jinling!"

    "As expected of Mr. Zheng!"

    Zheng Yanru is upstairs, wishing everyone a blessing, and first expresses her gratitude to Zhao Shouzheng and his group.  Then she looked at the Juren of Zhejiang on the boat, lightly opened her red lips and said:

    "Thanks to the wrong love of all the gentlemen, Yan Ru is extremely frightened."

    Zheng Yanru¡¯s voice, like the sound of her pipa, seems to have the magic power to conquer people¡¯s hearts.

    It was only so good that Zhejiang, who could not have been in Zhejiang, all became regular.  The leader, a good-looking Juren, hurriedly and politely introduced himself to his family.

    "I am Huang Hongxian, Zhejiang Province""You are immoral after drinking, and you are rude to everyone."  "

    "Brother Huang is the Jieyuan of Zhejiang Jinke!" Zhejiang Juzi on the side helped him blow the conch.

    "Everyone Zheng should know that our Zhejiang provincial examination is number one in the world, and Brother Huang can win the title of "Jie Yuan" in this province, so he has the talent to be number one!"

    It is a recognized fact that the Ming Dynasty¡¯s culture and education prospered, and Jiangnan was the best in the world.  But who is the first in culture and education in Jiangnan? Both South Zhili and Zhejiang think they are themselves.  A group of Zhejiang people went to the southern Zhili territory to brag about themselves, which naturally attracted boos on the Qinhuai River.

    ¡°Zhejiang people just love to brag!¡±

    "Can you beat us, Nanzhi?"

    ¡°You Southern Zhili people are just relying on the large number of people¡± Zhejiang Juzi immediately retorted.

    "If we talk about the number one scholar, we have to look at Zhejiang!"

    Seeing that the situation that had finally been stabilized was about to become chaotic again, Zheng Yanru hurriedly played the pipa to attract everyone's attention to herself.

    "Zhejiang and Zhejiang are one and the same is Jiangnan. Why do you have to differentiate between them?"

    "Miss Zheng, it's the Zhejiang people who are rude"

    "Miss Zheng, don't favor the locals"

    When Zheng Yanru saw that she could not make peace with Xini, she smiled and said: "Well, how about we compete with each other?"

    "Let's compare!"

    "Compared to what? Composing poetry or writing lyrics!"

    Having reached a regional level, neither side can retreat.

    "Since it is on the Qinhuai River, it is natural to write lyrics." Zheng Yanru covered her mouth and said with a smile: "It is also convenient for us female historians to sing for the young men."

    "Okay, Miss Zheng, let's choose the word card!" People on both sides of the boat were eager to try.

    "That's good" Zheng Yanru thought for a moment, then smiled and said: "Recently, Young Master Zhao's "Butterfly Loves Flowers" has been sung by the Qinhuai River. I wonder if you have heard of it?"

    "Of course I know" Jinling people responded one after another.

    Even among those Zhejiang scholars, some nodded and said: "Is it 'the most unbearable thing in the world'? But I have heard about it."

    "Little Master Zhao's lyrics are of course excellent, but I think all the gentlemen who have won the title in Chan Palace are all talented. Why not also fill in the song "Butterfly Loves Flowers" to prevent Little Master Zhao from being more beautiful?"

    Zheng Yanru looked at the candidates with a smile, obviously trying to use Young Master Zhao¡¯s talent to suppress these ignorant Zhejiang candidates.

    "This" All the people from Zhejiang looked at each other in confusion. It was not difficult to make a butterfly love flower, but with that little Zhao Gongzi Zhuyu in front of them, how dare they dare to do whatever they want and humiliate themselves?

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