Chapter 647: Husband and Wife Reunited
Ji Yunshu said nonchalantly, "I've disguised myself like this, who would recognize me? Besides, aren't you here with me? Don't tell me you don't have the confidence to protect me."
Jingzhe really had no confidence. There were too many people in this place. If something unexpected happened, he was afraid that he might not be able to protect Ji Yunshu.
But he also knew that Ji Yunshu had come and would not just go back like that.
He could only secretly pray that everything would go well.
As soon as the two of them boarded the boat, they were greeted by someone. These people had been on the boat all year round and could tell at a glance that Ji Yunshu was a stranger.
She smiled enthusiastically, "You are so handsome, young master. Is this your first time here?"
Ji Yunshu waved the folding fan in his hand, looking innocent. "Yes, I heard that your courtesan is the best in Jiangnan, even prettier than Miss Chu in the capital. Can I meet her?"
As soon as she opened her mouth, the brothel owner recognized her Beijing accent and was a little wary at first, but after all, she was shorter than other men of the same age and her face looked very young.
But his attire was obviously of great value, and the fan in his hand was painted by a famous artist.
The madam thought she was a young lady raised by an official family in the capital.
People like this are usually too well protected by their families. They are stupid and have a lot of money.
The madam was naturally very happy to have someone come to give her money, and her smile deepened: "Our Miss Xianxian already has a customer. If you don't mind, you can meet Miss Qingyu. She is new here. Although she is not as famous as Miss Xianxian, her dancing skills are very outstanding. There is no one in the whole of Hangzhou who dances better than her."
Ji Yunshu understood that the slender girl was the most popular prostitute and was busy at the moment, so the madam wanted to take the opportunity to support the newcomer.
She recalled the information she had read about this place before, and said with dissatisfaction on her face: "I remember that Miss Xianxian is good at poetry. I heard that as long as you can write good poetry, you can see her."
Miss Xianxian does have such a rule. After all, not everyone can see the courtesan.
The madam didn't believe that such a young man could write any amazing poetry.
She didn't take it seriously, and smiled brightly: "That's what they say, but now Xianxian has a guest, so your poem needs to be better than his."
Ji Yunshu immediately understood the trap in the words. Since ancient times, there has been no best in literature. Who has the final say on whether one can win or not?
If the slender girl didn't want to see her, she could naturally say that her poems were not good.
If it was compared to something else, Ji Yunshu would have retreated at this point, after all, she was not sure.
But as for writing poetry, she can’t do it or even recite it?
Ji Yunshu had a feeling that this slender girl, the most elegant courtesan on Hangzhou's largest flower boat, was no ordinary girl.
You should know that strange women are most likely to appear in places of prostitution.
King Yong liked to use women the most.
Ji Yunshu didn't know if this woman had any relationship with Prince Yong, but since she was here, she had to see her.
So he said very rudely: "Paper and ink."
After two years of unremitting efforts, her handwriting is finally presentable.
While they were talking, quite a few people had already gathered here. They heard that someone wanted to write a poem to meet Miss Xianxian.
Someone whispered, "Isn't the Eleventh Young Master of the Yu Family the one Miss Xianxian is hosting today? He's a famous talent in Hangzhou. Where did this kid come from? He's really overestimating himself."
Ji Yunshu had very good ears, and the corners of his mouth curled up when he heard this.
It turned out to be someone from the Yu family. It seemed that she was lucky tonight.
The paper and ink were quickly prepared, and Ji Yunshu asked if there were any restrictions on the topic.
The madam rolled her eyes and said, "The eleventh son of the Yu family just wrote a poem about the scenery of West Lake. For the sake of comparison, why don't you do the same?"
Ji Yunshu thought about it and it seemed that he had a few poems about West Lake.
The poems she could remember were all famous, so she picked one at random and wrote it down.
Jingzhe knew that his wife was not good at poetry, calligraphy or painting, and had never heard that she could write poetry.
After hearing that she insisted on writing a poem to meet Miss Xianxian, I also wanted to remind her that there was a loophole in what the brothel owner said.
Suizhi thought of a poem without much thought.
And listening to the people around him gasping for breath, he finally understood.
This poem seems very good.
At least it can amaze most people at first sight.
At this time, in another box, the person meeting Zhao Shen was actually Qi Zheng.
Qi Zheng arrived earlier than them. After arriving in Hangzhou, he sent people to investigate secretly while at the same time he feigned flattery with local officials.
Today he came to see Zhao Shen and disguised himself so that no one could recognize them.
Hearing the commotion outside, he couldn't help but ask Zhao Shen, "Whose kid is this? Although he's a little silly, he writes good poems."
It's more than good, this poem is so good that the madam can't get away with it.
Ji Yunshu's Beijing accent was so obvious that it was hard for him not to hear it.
He thought that it was a young master from some family in the capital who had secretly come to Hangzhou to play.
Zhao Shen stared at Ji Yunshu's face and said in a cold voice, "My family."
"Huh?" Qi Zheng was puzzled. "Really? Judging from his age, he's only about fourteen or fifteen. I remember your second uncle's family is older than him, and your third uncle's family seems younger than him. Could it be that he's from a side branch?"
Ji Yunshu's outfit is very valuable, and her words and actions are like those of someone raised in a wealthy family.
Qi Zheng had a hunch that she came from an extraordinary background.
Seeing that Zhao Shen didn't say anything, he didn't insist on the other party's identity. Since Zhao Shen knew him, he would know him sooner or later.
"It seems that he can see Miss Xianxian. You are really something. With your talent, it's just a poem, but you are unwilling to do it. We are waiting outside, and we may not even see the shadow of the courtesan."
That’s right, they also came to see Xianxian.
Unfortunately, Zhao Shen refused to write poetry, and Qi Zheng was a rough man, so the two of them could only wait outside and see if there was a chance to get close to him.
Zhao Shen suddenly whispered, "Nothing I've composed can compare to this one."
Ji Yunshu was reciting famous poems throughout the ages. Even if Zhao Shen could write good poems, it would be difficult for him to surpass her.
Qi Zheng sighed, "At such a young age, you are even better than the one I brought you up with. It seems your family is going to have another talented person."
Zhao Shen shook his head and said nothing. He knew Ji Yunshu's character better than anyone else. He only read storybooks and books that could be used.
The Four Books and Five Classics were hypnotic to her.
He was very surprised that he could practice calligraphy in the past two years.
I didn't expect she could write poetry.
This was really beyond his expectations.
Seeing the madam leading the young man to Xianxian's room, Qi Zheng tugged at Zhao Shen's sleeve and said, "Since we know each other, why don't we go together?"
Zhao Shen felt that it was already ridiculous for the couple to be together on a flower boat, so how could she possibly take him and Ji Yunshu to see the courtesan together?
Seeing that he refused, Qi Zheng was not disappointed: "Fortunately, there is a breakthrough. Yang Zhen never likes this kind of place, but he has contact with this Xianxian. Maybe we can find out something by following her. This kid of yours, try to see if you can ask him for help later."
It is better to have someone to help than for them to do it themselves.
Accustomed to Zhao Shen's silence, he didn't care if he didn't answer. He continued to talk to himself, "That poem is really good. By the way, where is your family's ancestral tomb? Is it a good place with good feng shui, likely to produce a literary star?"
Zhao Shen: “…”
Ji Yunshu followed the madam into a beautifully decorated room.
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