Chapter 702 Strange Tales From a Liaozhai Studio

By the Qinhuai River.

The land of powder.

"This place has beautiful mountains and rivers, beautiful wind and beautiful moon, and also beautiful people and good deeds, which add a lot of good stories for thousands of years."

"There are many idiots and idiots in the world, who are idiots and dreams, and there are so many idiots and idiots. There are several generations of idiots."

This beautiful couplet is still hanging at the gate of Manchunlou, but the Hongwu Emperor who wrote it has been dead for nearly 300 years.

It is hard to imagine that Zhu Yuanzhang, who fought on the battlefield for many years and restored the Han family, actually has a romantic heart.

At this moment, Lu Li stopped where he was, silently admiring the calligraphy left by a generation of heroes, feeling a little grateful in his heart.

"Things are right and people are wrong."

According to the strange memories inherited, the Ming Dynasty has enjoyed Guozuo for 352 years, and the orthodox history, Daming Guozuo was usurped by the Jurchen in only 276 years. The reason for this is natural disasters. There are disasters.

If Emperor Yongle hadn't insisted on going his own way back then and chose to move the capital to the north, the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty might have lasted for decades, following the example of the old things in Lin'an in the Southern Song Dynasty.

After all, there is a natural danger in the Yangtze River to defend.

Thinking of this, Lu Li shook his head again. He was told earlier that this is just a plausible world, so what are you thinking about?

"Go and drink."

Now that you have come to the Qinhuai River, how can you turn around and leave?

Lu Li, courtesy name Meng Ming, was a direct descendant of Henan Marquis Luju.

I recognized a strange ancestor for no reason!

Of course, it is not a disadvantage.

Lu Ju, the founding general of the Ming Dynasty, was a member of the Privy Council of the Yuan Dynasty at the beginning, and guarded Wu'an and other states. In the 26th year of Zhengzheng, he led his troops to surrender to Xu Da, and Zhu Yuanzhang ordered him to participate in politics for the Jianghuai Province. In the first year of Hongwu, he followed Xu Da to the north to conquer the Yuan Dynasty and repeatedly defeated the cottage. In the third year of Hongwu, he returned to the army in Yi and Pi to quell the civil unrest. In the same year, he was granted the title of Marquis of Henan.

He made outstanding military exploits throughout his life, but unfortunately he was involved in the Hu Weiyong case in his later years, and was given to death in the 23rd year of Hongwu.

However, the Nine Clans were not punished in the end, otherwise, where would Lu Li be now.

One emperor and one courtier.

Under the banner of "Following the Mandate of Heaven, Restoration of the Nation's Calamity", Emperor Yong Le reversed the verdicts of those veteran officials after he established himself in the country.

Since then, the Marquis of Henan's branch no longer interfered with political affairs, and stayed behind in the old capital of the south of the Yangtze River, safely guarding the land of Longxing for the emperor.

Of course, most of the founding nobles headed by Duke Wei also chose to stay in Jinling and lead the Jiangnan Guards for generations.

"The capital of Yan strives for fame and wealth, while Jinling squats on the ancestral land. Fame and wealth are like clouds, and the ancestral land has been around for thousands of years."

This is a doggerel widely circulated among the left-behind nobles. To put it bluntly, no matter how good Yandu is, we don't care too much, just guard the ancestors' foundation and enjoy the blessings.

Is there a better place in the world than Qinhuai Painting Boat?

In Lu Li's memory, he always held this idea, never went north to fight for fame and fortune, and stayed honestly in the land of fireworks, being an idle nobleman.

"Yeah, it's about the same as the trip to the prosperous Tang Dynasty."

After a whisper in my heart, there was a smell of makeup and powder, and several beautiful beauties came to greet me, the leader with exquisite makeup, said in a charming voice:

"Young master is here, is it still the old place?"

After speaking, he squeezed his body into Lu Li's arms.

After all, he was also a man who had lived in Pingkangfang for a long time. Lu Li didn't show his timidity.

"Go."

Hearing this, a few girls beside him hurried forward to lead the way.

In the world of the Tang Dynasty, there were rumors that Lu Li, the newly appointed Minister of Dali, had a romantic personality and loved prostitutes the most in his life. Now, his personality is even better.

All the girls around the Qinhuai River knew that this little duke was lavish and loved love affairs the most.

And Lu Li didn't disappoint them either, he took out a kit from his pocket and threw money directly.

"Take it."

Silver leaf, gold leaf.

No more, no less, exactly the same weight as the gold cakes and silver ingots that were packed in the rucksack earlier.

However, with the change of identity, the rucksack disappeared and was replaced by brocade bags, and the gold cakes and ingots became exquisitely crafted leaves, especially the Yuebai Confucian uniform, with gold and silver threads, which looked extraordinarily beautiful. gorgeous.

As for the black maned horse.

In his memory, this beast was sitting in the backyard eating the forage carefully prepared by the store, and the servants guarding nearby also knew that it was Lu Li's favorite mount, so they didn't dare to neglect it and waited on it patiently.

"Thank you Mr. Lu."

The three young ladies who led the way each got two silver leaves and bowed their knees to salute.

After getting up, the twisted waist looked even better. She was graceful and delicate, with slender shoulders and straight back. Even though she was used to seeing the world, she had to praise her in her heart:

good color.

"My lord, I forgot about my slave."

As he said that, the little girl who was leaning against Lu Li's arms lightly thumped him twice, clinging to him even tighter.

Those who are close to the water first get the moon.

What's more, when Lu Li took the bag just now, he didn't sneak around, and the girl was instantly dazzled by the golden leaves inside.

"Hahaha, yes yes yes."

Lu Li is an experienced driver who often goes to and from the Land of Love and Moon, so he naturally knows how to make women happy.

Not long after, the eyes of the girl who got the two gold leaves became even hotter, and her complexion was full of spring. She wished she could swim with Lu Li in the Qinhuai River now.

When the four of them climbed up the stairs, those beautiful girls in the left and right couldn't help covering their sleeves and discussing.

What they saw in the past was either a potbellied merchant or a frivolous nobleman.

In fact, even the old man Haoshou has long been used to it.

Now suddenly came a young man with a handsome appearance and an extraordinary family background. Naturally, he secretly agreed, and the few sisters around him were also subconsciously ignored.

It's not about marrying someone to be the main wife, just make this young man happy in exchange for a pardon.

Yes, pardons for the release of criminals—

Most of the girls on the banks of the Qinhuai River are under the supervision of Jiaofang.

In the Tang Dynasty, the Jiaofang Division was an official performance organization, responsible for performing music and operas in the palace, but in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, it became a place for the female relatives of prisoners, and was responsible for receiving dignitaries.

In other words.

These girls have been pampered since childhood, learning piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but in the end they were reduced to this point because of their father and brother.

From then on, he had to rely on the door to sell his smile and earn a living, and when he was old and fading, he lost his use value, and finally died alone all his life.

Because of this, Lu Li has always been generous to these poor girls.

Although he is powerless to change this dark status quo, he is doing his best.

"I only listen to music today."

After reaching the private room upstairs, Lu Li let go of his arms and found a seat by the window, overlooking the Qinhuai scenery.

The world is full of fragrance in April?

Right now, it’s a good time for boating, with red flowers and green water, weeping willows showing their poses, the spring breeze is smoky, and there are a few charming smiles from the distant painting boats from time to time, who dares to say that the spring is over.

Seeing that Lu Li was really not interested, and the four girls didn't bother, the one who was leaning in his arms said softly:

"Since that's the case, I will sing a pipa ditty for you."

As he spoke, the sound of silk and bamboo sounded.