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In April, all loves. Looking down from Fan Lou, we can see clouds of winter jasmine, surrounded by blue clouds and clusters of flowers.
Mrs. Zhen Niang opened the curtain and came in. She laughed and said to me, "Shishi, there is a childe outside who wants to see you." At this time, I am a little tired. I combed my long hair in front of the mirror and simply said, "How many people want to see me every day?" Everyone calls themselves sons. You ask him to make an offer, or disappear if it's not too high. "
Mrs. Zhen Niang and I have known each other for almost five years. After watching me change from a charming and timid little girl to a famous prostitute in Beijing today, we also have some friendship with each other. She hesitated for a moment, then said, "This childe didn't bring gold and silver jewelry, nor jade silk ..."
"Oh, what's that?" I'm a little curious: "Ginseng antler, antique silk?" This is all the valuable things in the world.
"It's a poem," replied Zhen Niang, sitting down beside me and looking at that beautiful face in the bronze mirror. "That poem is well written and the tune is very fresh. I think if you sing it, it will definitely make a sensation in Beijing. Judging from his appearance, he is gentle and handsome, but he is polite. Maybe he's from Sheng Da Tower. "
Dashengfu is the institution that manages music in the imperial court. ...
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