After sitting down, He Pingyan ignored the booing young masters and poured a glass of wine for Shen Yichen and Sun Shaozong respectively.

Then he said: "Brother Shen and Brother Sun are in the same year of examination, and their fathers are important ministers in the court, so they should unite and help each other.

"There may have been some verbal friction between the two brothers before, but that is all in the past. I am congratulating someone on hosting a banquet here today, and I hope that you two can give me a little favor. After drinking this glass of wine, it will be written off."

He Pingyan's words and actions were very grand, and at the same time he had a faint and calm temperament.

Shen Yichen had a feeling that He Pingyan was not just an outstanding student of the Imperial Academy, but he must have quite a lot of power behind him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to achieve such a big deal.

Everyone focused their attention on the two glasses of wine, wanting to see who would raise the glass, but Sun Shaozong's eyes were still full of dissatisfaction, and he had no intention of raising the glass at all.

As for Shen Yichen, who was calm and composed, he also did not reach out to pick up the glass of "Hetou wine". The reason was also very simple. He wanted to reconcile. He simply did not want to cause more trouble and was not here to seek peace.

In the eyes of the outside world, Sun Shaozong is the one in a strong position. If he raises the glass first today, the meaning will completely change. So he must let Sun Shaozong raise the glass first, so that the two sides can achieve a balance of power!

Seeing that the two of them had not raised their glasses, the atmosphere in the room became somewhat tense at this moment, especially the singers and dancers, who did not dare to express their anger for fear of angering these noble gentlemen.

At this time, He Pingyan looked at Sun Shaozong and gently shook his head at him.

Seeing He Pingyan's action, Sun Shaozong gritted his teeth and raised the wine glass on the table, drank it all in one gulp, and then slammed it on the table.

Shen Yichen didn't care about Sun Shaozong's unconvinced behavior, as long as the other party lowered his head first. Then he picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip, while turning it upside down to indicate that he didn't leave a drop.

"Okay! Both brothers are generous people. From now on, we are our own people. If there is any matter, sit down and discuss it carefully."

After saying that, He Pingyan clapped his hands hard twice, and all the singers and dancers in the room retreated one after another.

"Yi Chen, our brothers have spent a lot of money on this banquet today. Even Qin Liushuang, the oiran of Xueling Pavilion, has been invited. It is not easy for ordinary people to witness the beauty of a beautiful woman."

Hearing this, Shen Yichen smiled and did not respond.

He is not interested in such famous brothel courtesans. After all, with the development of online media in later generations, he has seen all the beauties he should have seen.

Seeing that Shen Yichen didn't seem to take it seriously, Ma Zheng said: "Brother Shen, you may not know much about this when you first came to the capital. This Qin Liushuang has a beautiful face, a country and a beautiful city. He is also good at poetry, calligraphy, painting, and flute playing."

"It's not easy for many princes and nobles to see her. Today, I had to sell Brother Pingyan's face to invite the Qin family. It's not that easy to see her normally."

"Oh, really?"

Shen Yichen pretended to be interested so as not to make himself less gregarious.

But in his heart, he still didn't have much expectation, because he knew very well that the so-called oiran was just like the beauty pageant in later generations. It was a packaging and publicity method to increase the value of brothel prostitutes.

Even the more mysterious and aloof you appear, the more appetizing you will be. If you are really hooked, it means that you have become the target candidate of the brothel.

Just as the words fell, the door of the box was opened again, and several beautiful women appeared in front of them.

Especially the leader, who is wearing a fan gauze and has an extremely pure and clean appearance. Especially those eyes, which seem to be shrouded in a hazy mist, which makes people feel pity for them.

Good guy, when Shen Yichen was in Yingtian Mansion before, he had seen "Qu Jue" and "Wu Jue" among the four unique skills of Qinhuai. They can also be regarded as strong contenders for the next Qinhuai Oiran. .

However, Dong Yujing and Xu Jiaren still have the charm of mature women, but the one in front of them has a completely different style and a different flavor.

Looking at Shen Yichen as if his eyes were straight, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of He Pingyan's mouth, but it disappeared in an instant.

"I am Qin Liushuang, and I have met all of you young masters."

The leading woman turned sideways and saluted everyone in the room. As expected, this woman was the oiran of the capital.

"Qin, there is no need to be polite, please sit down quickly."

"Qin, why are you so polite to us?"

"Today I am honored to be honored by everyone in Qin Dynasty. I am deeply honored."

Soon, the young men in the room showed signs of being licking dogs. This change made Shen Yichen feel a little surprised. Is that the case?

"I would like to thank all you gentlemen for your concern."

Qin Liushuang saluted again, then walked slowly and sat next to He Pingyan.

This move of hers made Shen Yichen's eyes flicker.

I had a feeling that He Pingyan's identity was not simple. Otherwise, given Sun Shaozong's character, he would definitely not have eaten the "Hetou wine" at this table, let alone raise a glass in the first place.

Now Qin Liushuang's seat has confirmed Shen Yichen's guess, even exceeding his previous prediction.

A Gongsheng of the Imperial Academy actually had a higher status than the younger brother of the Empress Dowager. Even the oiran knew that they respected him. What kind of force was behind this?

After Qin Liushuang took his seat, several other women also sat beside everyone present, and even there was an additional woman next to Shen Yichen.

"Now that the beautiful lady has arrived, you don't have to be polite. Let's sing poems, wine and songs to your heart's content."

He Pingyan waved his hand, indicating that everyone present could let go and play. The other young masters had been waiting for this moment for a long time and immediately cheered and agreed.

But the look he looked at He Pingyan was vaguely envious. After all, the oiran Qin Liushuang was accompanying him.

"Sir, I will help you pour wine."

The brothel girl next to Shen Yichen also raised the wine bottle at the right time and helped him fill it up.

"Thanks."

Shen Yichen politely thanked him, but did not raise his glass to drink.

"Is this your first time coming to Goulan Land, Master?"

It's obvious that Shen Yichen's style of painting is a bit out of tune with the laughing and joking of the people around him. The prostitute in a brothel may not be good at other things. If the ability to detect facial expressions is not good, then she won't be able to survive in this industry.

"Not really."

Hearing what Shen Yichen said, the woman knew for sure, "If it doesn't mean it," it must be so.

"The slave's name is Liu'er. I don't know what your surname is."

"My surname is Shen."

"Liu'er sees that Mr. Shen doesn't seem to like the excitement. How about the slave family accompanying Mr. Shen to recite poems and write poems?"

He had heard that among the top prostitutes of the Ming Dynasty, poetry, calligraphy and painting were compulsory subjects. Shen Yichen really never expected that one day a prostitute would take the initiative to recite poetry against him.

If it were any other literati, I'm afraid that he would have developed a lot of poetry and left a few works for the women present to appreciate and praise. But it is a pity that Shen Yichen is not very interested in writing poems and lyrics, and he won't bother unless necessary. Put pen to paper.

"No need, just sit down."

Shen Yichen still maintained his indifferent attitude, which made the woman named Liu Er beside him feel a little unsure.

She had met many young men from noble families, some were high-profile and anxious, some were low-key and cold, but there were very few like Shen Yichen who treated each other with courtesy and never exceeded the rules.

The reason is also very simple. If you are a pure moralist, why would you come to a place like a brothel?

After a few glasses of wine, perhaps seeing that Shen Yichen had not fully integrated into the atmosphere, Song Jie, the eldest son of the Marquis of Xining, said: "Brother Shen is from Yingtian and has never seen the tunes of the Qin family. , why don't Brother He bear the pain and let Miss Liushuang perform?"

"No need to cut off love, as long as Brother Shen is happy!"

He Pingyan was also very angry and said to Qin Liushuang beside him: "Liu Shuang, I haven't introduced you yet, but this is Shen Yichen, the son of Duke Cheng and the Jie Yuanlang of Shuntian Provincial Examination."

"The song "Jinmingchi" that you often sing was written by Brother Shen."

Originally, this group of brothel girls didn't know Shen Yichen's identity, but to appear on such an occasion, he must be a descendant of a certain honorable official in the capital.

But they never expected that Shen Yichen's status would be so noble. It would be fine if he became the son of the Duke of the country. After all, it was the luck of reincarnation.

Xie Yuanlang in the Shuntian Township Examination, this is a performance of great talent. In addition, Shen Yichen is still so young and looks talented, and the more he looks at him, the more handsome he becomes.

"It turns out to be Xie Yuanlang. I'm very polite now."

Qin Liushuang stood up immediately and saluted Shen Yichen again, while nodding and lowering his eyebrows, looking shy.

If you were an ordinary person, seeing this kind of scene, you would really be unable to control yourself.

"Everyone Qin, you're welcome."

Shen Yichen stretched out his hand to hold it up, with a faint smile on his face.

"Mr. Jie Yuan doesn't know something. I have admired the young master's talent for a long time. Meeting him today is a dream come true."

When these words came out, everyone present looked envious on their faces, and even the corners of He Pingyan's mouth twitched slightly.

Qin Liushuang rarely said such words even when meeting the princes and important officials of the imperial court. She would only say a few polite words when accompanying an ordinary young master. Shen Yichen was definitely the first person to make the oiran of the capital look at her with special eyes.

"I have little talent and little knowledge, and I don't dare to take the role."

Shen Yichen still looked humble, because he knew very well that such a top courtesan should never be treated as a flower vase, as she had real talent and learning.

Just like the Eight Wonders of Qinhuai in the late Ming Dynasty, hundreds of years later, there are still poems circulating in the world. How many literati can do this?

If you want to communicate with yourself about poetry on a whim due to flattery, then it will be a big shame if your skills are not as good as others.

"I've always heard that Mr. Xie Yuan was low-key and modest. Today I saw that he was indeed well-deserved. I wonder what kind of music Mr. Xie Yuan would like to listen to?"

"Everyone in Qin can make up his own mind."

Shen Yichen didn't know the slightest bit about the brothel repertoire. If he wanted to order a song, he didn't know which song to order, so it was better to let the other party choose.

"How about if I feel brave enough to sing "Jinmingchi" written by Jie Yuanlang?"

"Then I'll bother everyone Qin."

After saying this, Qin Liushuang walked to the center of the room. At the same time, the musicians waiting outside the room also opened the door and came in to play music.

To be honest, although Shen Yichen wrote "Jinmingchi", he had never heard how the girls in the brothel sang it. Today was an eye-opener.

While Qin Liushuang was singing, He Pingyan came over and poured another glass of wine for Shen Yichen, and then said, "Brother Yichen, how do you feel tonight?"
To be continued...