Chapter 28: Sang Wen

The girl who entered the room to sing was called Sang Wen, a famous singer in Kyoto, and in the past, it was not easy for ordinary dignitaries to meet her.

The reason why Fan Xian recognized her was because more than a year ago, when he was spending the summer with Wan Er Ruo Ruo’s family at the summer resort in the west of Kyoto, this Sang Wen girl had been invited by Wan Er to sing a song in the mountain resort for a whole afternoon.

At that time, the breeze came from the lake, Fan Xian was sitting next to Wan Er’s sister and Ye Ling Er’s three girls, it was really the most wonderful period of time after his rebirth, and there was a line in the song sung by this Sang Wen girl, “Suddenly meet onyx dress”, which happened to correspond to the scene of the first time that Fan Xian met with Wan Er in the Qing Temple, so he was particularly impressed by this girl.

After entering the room, Sang Wen gave a slight blessing and sat down in the lower corner without expression, holding a lute-like instrument in his arms and said in a clear voice, “What kind of music would you like to hear?”

Fan Xian frowned slightly at the tip of his eyebrows, knowing that the other party did not recognize him, but wondering if the other party still remembered the words he had written for her. Last summer, Fan Xian had copied a section of Tang Xianzu’s marvelous words to send to this Sang Wen girl at the summer resort, and Sang Wen had relied on the words to become even more famous in Kyoto, only to follow Fan Xian’s instructions and not reveal the true author of the words.

“Sing a song about folding the laurel.”

Fan Xian half leaned in the soft embrace of Yan’er behind him, eyes slightly closed, casually ordered the most common tune, but in his heart, he was pondering, Sang Wen this kind of status of the singer, how was the embrace of the moon building to get, and …… casually sent out? Together with this Yan’er obviously is not vulgar, could it be that their identity has been the proprietor of the building to hold the moon to see out?

The two tinkling sounds pulled Fan Xian out of his full of suspicion. He smiled faintly, thinking to himself that it was right, even if this embracing moon building knew his identity, secretly deliberately currying favor, he didn’t have to worry about anything, the tisan night whore, the big deal was that the imperial historians of the metropolitan inspectorate would come back to senate themselves a few more times.

Sang Wen eyebrows fine curved, indescribable soft, lips did not wipe Zhu Dan, so it seems a little light, features born beautiful, the only pity is that the cheeks appear to be wider, the face appears to be a little big, and the mouth also seems to be wider than the general standard of beauty a little bit.

Just see her fingers in the string a flick, lips gently open, sang: “How come wide cover the skirt? For the jade peeling skin, incense fading waist, rice does not touch the spoon, sleep like a cake, gas like a swimmer. I’m not going to be able to get rid of it, but I’m going to have to be honest. I’ve been doing this for a long time, and I’ve made my hair a pleasure, but I’ve made my bones ache for each other.” (Note 1)

The singing voice was delicate and soft, especially when it came to the line about being out of breath, the breathing of Yan’er, who was crouched behind Fan Xian, was also a little heavier, extremely provocative. Fan Xian half closed his eyes and listened, found more than a cup of wine on his lips, and did not open his eyes, knowing that it was Yan’er feeding the wine, opened his lips and drank it in, only to feel the warmth around his body, a charming atmosphere of relaxation, the feeling is really good, and all of them felt that it was good to relax for a night like this, and as for the proprietor of the Moon House who is it, it is not too late to check again later on.

However, when the song reached the last few lines, the atmosphere in the room seemed strange. Fan Xian slowly opened his eyes and looked at Sang Wen, who seemed to be oblivious, confirming that the girl was not recognizing him, but was deliberately cold, perhaps in trouble with the Moon Palace.

The last few lines describe the meaning of the tune clearly, this small order of folding the laurel is all in everyday colloquialisms, and actually vividly depicts a wife’s bitter longing and hidden hatred because her husband has traveled far and is not returning.

The song is simple, the words are simple, but the meaning is good, worthy of the identity of Sang Wen, just …… at this time the crowd is in the apolitical night tour, but she sang a song like this, is really some scenery.

Yan’er girl saw Fan Xian’s calm expression, somehow, actually a little afraid, hurriedly poured another cup of wine, sent to his lips, softly and charmingly begged for mercy: “Chen Gongzi, this Sang sister is Kyoto’s famous singer, the general public can’t see, you see, let her pick a few more cheerful songs to sing for you to listen to how?”

Sang Wen did not seem to anticipate that the red card girl of the moon building would be able to solve the problem for herself, there was a trace of gratitude in her eyes, she was not willing to let Yan’er suffer because of her own resistance, she also knew that her previous song selection was inappropriate, she hurriedly got up with a slight blessing and said, “This …. . gentleman Chen, Sang Wen’s fault.”

Fan Xian hummed and said nothing.

All the people in the room watched his face, and Shi Yanli and Deng Ziyue were even more unsure of what his lordship was preparing to do. Unexpectedly, Fan Xian immediately turned into a smile and said, “The scenery and personnel of this Kyoto is really different from Jiangnan, the first good place, even the little song is urging people to be good.”

The ladies finally breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this joke, and Yan’er hurriedly smiled charmingly and responded, “Master Gongzi has gone to the good, then how can slaves still beg for a living?”

Fan Xian laughed and patted her leg, his fingers sliding over Yan’er’s slender and stretchy thighs, taking advantage of the situation, not letting her rub her shoulders anymore, and sitting side by side leaning and drinking.

Sang Wen returned to the spirit, a slight smile, and sang another folded laurel order: “Luo Fu dream of a true fairy, double locks screw maid, nine haloed beads tin. The willow is delicate, the spring onion is delicate, and the autumn lotus root is even round. The wine is in the center and out of some coy, painting on the call to come under the Cindy. May I ask in front of you, “What year is it this evening?” (Note 2)

As soon as the words left his mouth, Fan Xian praised him first and said sincerely, “Good singing.” Partial head looked at the arms of Yan’er charming face, said with a smile: “This small order, the original is actually said Yan’er, spring onion delicate, autumn lotus root even round ……” His hand is not honestly along the fingers of Yan’er small arm drilling sleeve and into, pinched, the other hand gently lifted the jaw of Yan’er , marveled, “A good beauty, just drink less wine, not that coy a touch of red.”

He looked back at the bottom holding the prostitute’s eyes have already shown the intention of lust, face a burst of crimson Shi Yanli, teased: “So this sentence is to say you.”

All women see him speak funny, can not help but cover the lips and laughed, Yan’er sweetly smiled at the end of the two wine cups, and he touched the next will drink a through the cups, the heart is unexplained a trance, this son of a brother is really a mobilization of the emotions of the scene of the master, is it really like Yuan said …… is actually a government official in the people?

It was late at night, and Deng Shi and his wife were rushed to the side of the courtyard by Fan Xian. The soundproofing here was very good, and for a long time they couldn’t hear the sounds of men and women having fun. Fan Xian couldn’t help but smile, thinking that Deng Ziyue might still be able to maintain a trace of clarity in his spiritual platform, but he didn’t come from the three departments, so it would be difficult for him to find out any information on these prostitutes, while Shi Hanyanli, the scholar, was afraid that he would have long since been stripped naked by the girls and swallowed them alive. Earlier when drinking wine, will taste out of the wine has a trace of aphrodisiac drugs, know is these green houses commonly used means, so he did not care.

Inside the room, Sang Wen’s face carried a hint of vigilance, carefully looking at this Chen Gongzi on the couch, wondering what he meant by leaving himself behind after the banquet and the song ended.

The fluffy clothed Yan’er pursed her hair that was somewhat spread out, glanced at Mr. Chen, and was also a bit surprised. Thinking of this hold the moon building tonight staring figure, actually want to kill two birds with one stone, her heart will surge a trace of uneasiness, no matter how to say, he is also hold the moon building of the red herdsman, which expected that this young gentleman is not satisfied, forcibly retained Sang Wen in the room – she knows that in order to snatch Sang Wen over the building, spent a lot of effort, raw demolished a yard! She knew that the building had gone to a lot of trouble to get Sang Wen to come over, and had torn down a courtyard. However, Sang Wen is a kabuki, not a prostitute, and has a small reputation in Kyoto, said it is never accompanied by guests overnight.

Just want to pile up a smile to break down a few sentences, I did not expect this night this young patron will be his body a wrench, his own unexplained body a hot, will be soft and weak in his arms.

Looking upwards, Yan’er could still see the faint smile on Fan Xian’s face, and couldn’t help but feel a tremor in her heart, as this young man’s smile came together, the few pockmarks on his face didn’t appear to be much of a nuisance, and the whole person was permeated with a gentle and relatable flavor, indescribably enticing to be close to.

“Earlier, I’ve bothered the girl to rub my shoulders for me, so I’ll rub them for you as well.” Fan Xian said gently, one hand caressing on her waist and gently sliding, while one hand was gently rubbing on her temple, actually disallowing Yan’er to say anything to refuse.

Yan’er’s heart was in awe, can’t beat that steady fingers brought a feeling of stability, consciousness gradually become disoriented, long eyelashes slightly closed, actually slowly fell asleep.

Watching the head of the girl Ye’er crouching on this man’s knee tilted, there was no more movement, Sang Wen stood up in surprise and covered his mouth, his eyes filled with a look of horror.

“Don’t be nervous, she’s just asleep.” Fan Xian said gently, carefully resting the girl who had served him for half the night on the couch, and carefully fetching a pillow to rest under her neck.

Yan’er gave an extremely comfortable hmmm, her eyes tightly closed, not knowing what she was doing in her dreamland for camp. Seeing this scene, Sang Wen only confirmed that Yan’er was not dead, but still cautiously retreated towards the door of the room, after all, this young male unexpectedly hypnotized Yan’er with only two rubs, making people feel very weird.

Fan Xian sat on the edge of the couch, looking at Sang Wen with a smile on his face, stretching out his fingers in a gesture of silence.

Sang Wen only felt a flower in front of her eyes, the next moment, this young gentleman has come to their side, she was shocked and ashamed, twisted her head and was ready to escape from this tiger’s cave, but unexpectedly heard the next sentence in the ear that low to not be able to hear: “The original beautiful flowers and brilliant reds bloomed all over the world, like this is all paid to break the wells of decadent walls …… girl is so alive! I’m so sorry, I can’t even remember me.”

Sang Wen only felt that this night is really nervous to the extreme, shocked to look at this “Chen Gongzi”, half a long time later, only from the other party’s eyes to find that trace of their own has been remembered in the clear and peaceful, will be in front of this face and the summer last year in the hall of the face corresponds to.

Her mouth opened wide, but a complex look of surprise and sadness appeared in her eyes, as if there were countless things she wanted to say to Fan Xian.

Fan Xian saw her expression and knew that his luck was really good today, but he still shook his head firmly, preventing her from opening her mouth, and walked to the back of the bed behind the lacquered red toilet, squatted down, utilized the true qi in his body, and with his fingers like knives, he silently tore off the bedspread, crumpled it up into a ball, and shoved it into the eyelet at the back of the armrest, which was made out of hollowed out brass. (Note 3)

“Note 1: Yuan, Joji’s Order of Folding the Laurel, Send Far.”

Note 2: “Yuan, Chiaoji’s order of folding the laurel, presented to Luo Zhenzhen.”

“Note 3: Today, the Mudman’s Jiangshan, Lao Ganma …….