The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor - Chapter 17
[Chapter 18]
“I was fortunate enough to participate in the Yalan meeting once. The Qi family’s Liu Niang is really charming.” Another scholar sighed while shaking his folding fan.
The scribe in white retracted his gaze and asked, “Is it Qi Liuniang, the most beautiful woman in Suzhou?”
As soon as the words of the first beauty came out, several scribes immediately gathered together, and the words were nothing more than compliments on her appearance, and two people wrote a poem. , I plan to write it down and send it to the Yalan meeting that is being held upstairs, maybe I will be lucky enough to be invited there!
Ran Yan’s appreciation of poetry is really limited, and there are no more than 20 Tang and Song poems that he still remembers, including “the day of hoeing and harvesting at noon”.
Therefore, compared to this literary atmosphere, Ran Yan was more interested in the black plum drink in front of her.
In spring, there are Fufang drink, Gui drink, and peach blossom drink. In summer, there are cheese drink and ebony drink. The drinks in the Sui and Tang Dynasties paid attention to color, aroma and taste, and they drank different varieties according to the season.
People in the Chang’an area prefer buttermilk, but most southerners don’t like the strange taste of buttermilk, and relatively prefer drinks such as ebony drink.
Ran Yan took a small sip. The sweet and sour black plum pulp entered the mouth, and the mouth was full of saliva. This black plum pulp is not known how to make and preserve it.
The dishes came one after another. The dishes in Jiangsu and Zhejiang were all bland and bland, with a hint of sweetness in the saltiness. Ran Yan didn’t like it. In addition, she had a poor appetite in summer, so Ran Yan only ate very little.
Perhaps Yalan Sheduo was a gathering of literati, so even in the lobby downstairs there was no noise, at most they were just talking about current affairs and singing the praises of elegance.
“Which masterpiece is that “Preface to the Beauty” just now? Ladies please.” A clear voice sounded from the stairs.
The voice in the hall suddenly stopped, and everyone looked at the woman standing on the edge of the stairs. She was wearing a pale green chest-length skirt and holding a double bun. She was about fifteen or sixteen years old and had a good appearance. Although he was dressed as a maid, he had an extraordinary bearing. At first glance, he knew that he was from a famous family. Everyone looked at each other, and they were invited by Yalan, what a big face!
“It’s my work.” The white-clothed scribe sitting next to Ran Yan stood up and cupped his hands, with a faint smile on his face, his demeanor was just like a genius, and he had absolutely no coveted description when he praised beauty.
With a faint smile on the servant’s face, he nodded slightly at him, “Langjun, please come with the servant.”
Ran Yan raised her eyebrows slightly. She didn’t understand poetry, but she often said that the writing was just like a person. Looking at the appearance of the scribe in white, one could imagine that the poems he wrote were not just splendid praises, but they did everything possible to beat horses. Being seen by the ladies of the Yalan Society shows the level of appreciation of these ladies…
The Tang Dynasty was an era in which the poetry world was in full bloom. Perhaps it was because poetry was just beginning to emerge during the Zhenguan period?
Ran Yan thought to herself.
“Brother Wenjing is really lucky!” The person sitting at the table with the scribe in white sighed.
Everyone sighed, either bitter or envious.
Ran Yan had almost eaten, so she called Xiao Er to check out and leave.
At this time, the people in the hall were unable to participate in the Yalan meeting, so they paid attention to Ran Yan who happened to come out from the middle, especially Wan Lu who never brought a phoenix, a pair of red phoenix eyes, a plump nose and a plump lips. Yes, it has attracted a lot of interest for a while.
Those Chi Guoguo’s eyes made Wan Lu’s anger rush up, but she also has a sense of measure. This is not Ran’s house, and she can’t help but go wild, so she swallowed her anger and walked out with Ran Yan.
Wan Lu was a little distracted for a while, but when she got to the door, she didn’t bump into anyone.
Snapped!
“Are you blind?” Without waiting for Wan Lu to apologize, the man slapped Wan Lu Bai Shengsheng’s face.
The loud sound not only blinded the evening green, but also blinded a group of scribes in the hall for a while.
Yalan She is the favorite gathering place for scribes. People who don’t understand elegance feel sour and rotten.
If you are too lazy to come here, the poor can’t afford it, so the atmosphere in the store has always been harmonious.
“The slave and maid don’t check for a while, please forgive me!” Wan Lu secretly scolded herself for not having long eyes, and hurriedly knelt down to make amends for the angry son.
There are many powerful people in the city, three or five pictures can be taken with one slap, and even if Wan Lu has the courage, she would not dare to cause trouble for Ran Yan.
Ran Yan walked ahead, and when she turned around in shock, she saw a young man in a blue robe with wide sleeves and a straight robe. He was angry and unreasonable, and he had to admit it. , he is a rare and beautiful man, but Ran Yan has never been in the mood to appreciate beautiful men.
Looking at Wan Lu’s swollen cheek, Ran Yan’s lips coldly popped out two words, “Scumbag!”
A man who beats a woman out of nowhere is not a scumbag, he is even worse than a beast.
“What did you say!” The man in the robe became furious, grabbed Ran Yan’s shirt with one hand, and dragged her to him.
Wan Lu was in a hurry, jumped up from the ground and pulled the man’s hand, “If you are angry, just come at me, don’t touch my wife!”
Wan Lu’s strength is no match for a man, that blue-veined hand is holding Ran Yan’s shirt tightly, motionless.
The people in the hall also felt that the man was too much, but they all recognized that this man was Qin Shangzuo’s direct son, Qin Musheng.
It was reported in the morning that someone had been beaten to death in the Caixiu Museum, and he appeared struttingly at noon, showing that his backing was tough, so no one dared to be the second Han Langjun.
The hall was quiet.
Ran Yan snorted coldly, and said word by word, “You have only given birth to a pair of skins. When you are angry, you only know how to sprinkle it on women. What is it not scum? Whoever offends you, who makes you angry, dare not take revenge, only Throwing fire on the side is not scum!”
Sentences are sonorous and loud, more embarrassing than a loud slap in the face.
Qin Musheng felt that he had been particularly unlucky recently. The family told him about his relatives, and he said that he was dying. He just beat up the Han family boy in the morning. Who knew that he had a bad life, but he died. It was found out that he died from poisoning, but he was very stuffy in his heart, so he came out to have a drink and went to suffocate, but was scolded by a little lady again.
“Which lady are you?” Qin Mu was extremely angry, but UU reading www.sonicmtl.com suppressed his rage and asked coldly.
This sentence suddenly reminded Wan Lu that the Ran family is one of the most powerful families in Suzhou City, and even the provincial governor of Suzhou should pay three points. Dongran House, let go!”
“Chengdong Ran Mansion?”
Before Qin Musheng could speak, a voice on the second floor raised his voice and asked.
Ran Yan sighed in her heart, it’s really a narrow road for the enemy, this voice that is an octave higher than normal is not Ran Meiyu, who is it?
“Let go of me.” Ran Yan’s voice was light, but it made people feel a sense of oppression.
Qin Musheng finally felt that he had lost his demeanor by holding a woman’s dress like this, so he let go of his hand in cooperation.
On the second floor, there were more than a dozen women in Huashang, all of them with lilies, and slowly descended from the upstairs.
One of the girls with a red breast-length skirt walked in front of Qin Musheng and Ran Yan, caught a glimpse of Wan Lu, was a little stunned, and then turned to Ran Yan, wondering in her heart that people who were half-dead a few days ago can run around today already?
Thinking of that day, Ran Meiyu felt anger in her chest, and her butterfly hairpin was taken as a pawn by Ran Yan. After being discovered by other ladies, she laughed at her fiercely, saying that her life It’s hard enough to make a living as a jewelry. Today is a great opportunity. If she doesn’t make a comeback, she will not be Ran Meiyu!
“It turned out to be the Seventeenth Mother! You and Qin Shilang are really destined to meet each other.” Ran Meiyu sincerely wanted to attack Ran Yan.
Qin Shilang is a playboy, and he sleeps all day long in the willow, known to the whole city. For a woman, it is by no means a good home.
As soon as Ran Meiyu said this, Qin Musheng and Ran Yan were stunned at the same time, and couldn’t help but look at each other.
[End of this Chapter]
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