The capital, may be the pleasant temperature in February, or the restlessness of spring. In the evening, the red light flower boat building docked beside the Kyung River is bustling. Literati in an endless stream, ships and buildings listen to music, poetry against, very happy.
"Oh, it's too far... I can't hear you!"
Not far from the flower boat building, a painted boat docked on the shore, a young man dressed in white sat in the bow, shook the wine pot in his hand, poured some into the wine glass, took a sip, and looked at the lively ship building not far away, some regret.
A little girl holding some paintings and calligraphy boarded the boat, saw the drinking youth.
"Young master, you drink less, we have no silver." Little girl read aloud.
Young a bookish, looking back at the little girl, helplessly said: "Not let you sell painting and calligraphy to go?"
The little girl bent her mouth, held the calligraphy and painting in front of the young man, threw it to the young man, and complained: "No one wants the master's calligraphy and painting."
"No, how much do you sell it for?" The boy put aside the calligraphy and painting that the little girl threw over, and poured some wine out of the wine pot.
"Five bucks... Oh, young master, you still drink!" The little girl took the boy's wine pot over, "We have no silver, save some to drink tomorrow, there is still a month away from the spring, these silver should save a little spend."
The boy sighed and finished the wine in his glass.
"Do you know how much money we paid for our calligraphy and painting rolls?"
The little girl nodded: "I know, paper roll six money to buy a picture."
The young man looked like he hated iron and did not become steel: "The paper roll is six dollars a piece, the young master my calligraphy and painting is good, and then sell five dollars?"
"It was for ten, but no one wanted it. Then I sold it for eight, six, and still no one wanted it, so I sold it at a loss." Little girl looks like I'm out of the pot.
"How many for five?" The young man asked uncertainly.
"Two pictures!
Fortunately, not much is lost... The boy breathed a sigh of relief: "Tomorrow you sell five hundred silver a picture."
The little girl's face was incredible, and she probed the teenager's forehead with her hand, "There is no fever, why do you say nonsense..."
You don't understand... The boy patted off the little girl's hand, "I get off the boat and walk, you write notes on the boat."
The little girl listened to the face of the heart unwilling, "other people's notes are written by themselves, on the master you write notes also have to let the servant girl write."
The teenager said angrily: "Again noisy to sell to you."
"Young master does not sell girls, young master can not even wear his own hair!" The little girl is smiling.
So real... The young man sighed helplessly and got off the boat.
After the boy got off the boat, the little girl went back to the cabin and dug out the notebook and began to write notes:
Yuan Qing twenty-six February 6, a day in Beijing, the young master bought a painted boat, said investment, when the time to leave Beijing can also be sold for silver, save the inn's silver. Young master thinks I don't know, in fact, young master just wants to stay away from the ship building a little, you can listen to music without spending money.
Yuan Qing twenty-sixth February 7, today's young master let me go to buy paper rolls, said to make calligraphy and painting to sell silver. Today I heard that the painted boat wants six silver, but yesterday the young master bought the painted boat spent ten silver! When I left Beijing, I could not get back the ten silver, there was not much silver, and I lost money.
Today, the young master felt that he could not hear the boat, and went to the pavilion next to the ship building to listen to the song.
On February 8, 26th year of Yuan Qing, today the young master made calligraphy and painting, and asked me to sell it, the young master's calligraphy and painting is very beautiful, I don't know why no one bought it... Maybe it's in the wrong place. Try not to put the casino door next time.
Today, the young master went to the pavilion again to listen to music.
Yuan Qing twenty-sixth February 9, today listen to people talk about, maidservant have sold their deeds in the hands of the master. But the master does not have my deed of sale in his hand, have to write a master, I am the master's servant girl.
Today, the young master went to the pavilion again to listen to music.
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Su Mo carried a pot of wine and wandered to a pavilion below the ship. Here you can hear the flowers behind the pavilion of the ship, you can see the dancers in front of the curtain above the ship, you can see the literati under the ship, writing poems, drinking.
If I had the money, I could drink on top of the ship... Su ink sitting in the pavilion, looking at the ship upstairs a piece of song and dance Shengping paper fans gold drunk, envy.
"Oh, people are poor!" Su Mo lifted the wine pot and poured a mouthful into her mouth.
Corrupt morals... Touch the small pieces of silver in his arms, Lin Mo could not help but be indignant.
Above the ship tower, the music of the piano sounded.
The spring breeze comes slowly, and a river passes by.
Sumo is not from this world. To be precise, the soul in this body does not belong to this world, but comes from a world called Earth, an ancient country that has been inherited for 5,000 years, and is civilized and distant.
That day, when I woke up, my eyes were no longer dead.
On that day, the time of autumn imperial chambers, pick up pen Qin ink.
On that day, the autumn examination was held.
That day, Su Mo set foot in this world, at a loss.
In this world, fairies and demons rise together, and thousands of families stand in abundance.
All the ways in this world can be cultivated.
The world is in danger, but it is full of healing.
In this world, human life is worthless.
"A world of shit..." Su Mo raised his head to invite the moon, drink only one person.
Su Mo through this body was called Su Mo, coincidence hey... Sumo knew the predecessor and the world in this body memory.
Su Mo, word Jingyan. Should have been twenty years old on the initiation ceremony of the word, but because of the death of the adoptive parents and in advance of the word, the scholar to participate in the autumn, the completion of the autumn in the people is later.
Su Mo also dont know why to help the predecessor to complete the autumn examination and to participate in the spring examination.
Maybe it is the predecessor obsession, gold list nomination... Su Mo sighed.
For the life after, Su Mo has no intention.
Go one day to see one day, first for the predecessor to accomplish the long-cherished wish... As for what to do after, Su Mo also has no plans.
"Perhaps he will become an official? "
Jinbang title is the predecessor of long-cherished wish, official is the idea of Su Mo.
Although still confused, but a few months of precipitation understanding, Su Mo is no longer as scared and helpless as when she first came.
When it comes, the waves...
The reader of this world, what is reading for... Gold list nomination, fast track to the top.
But Su Mo has some yearning for the world's fairy, but the fairy is too far away from ordinary people.
First set a small goal, exam No.1...
Considered for a long time, still still... One step at a time.
After months of nothing... The only sense of existence is to pick up a little girl, a steamed stuffed bun cheated away...
To the travel peer shame... Su Mo thought of some of the past life through the novel, those who crossed the January king hegemony, really let envy.
"Look at people crossing, either with systems or with buffs!" The same is through, I have no system, and no buff..."
Su Mo looked at the night sky overhead, a beautiful shadow flew by, floating into the nearby ship tower... "And there's fucking pussy everywhere..."