Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1476 Approaching
"This……"

The guard was still hesitating, when the flower bud head maid came over and said.

"Ah Ping, have you collected all of them? The lady is tired of looking at them, and I won't accept any more after collecting ten coins."

"That's all," the guard grabbed the flower note in Ying Baoyue's hand, "This is the last one."

"it is good."

The flower bud head maid glanced curiously at Ying Baoyue, and went upstairs with the flower note.

Hearing that it was the last batch, many people who were watching the excitement outside also dispersed.Because too many people were rejected, many scholars and drinkers outside were relieved to hear that the papers would not be accepted, and pretended to sigh regretfully.

"Hey, Xiaosheng has a good sentence. I didn't expect everyone Wan to be in a bad mood today, so I won't accept it so soon."

"Yes, it's a pity, a pity."

The scholars and drinkers outside the door sighed and left. They only glanced enviously at the men who crossed the threshold while no one was paying attention, and continued to discuss loudly.

"But today, no one can go up to the top floor!"

"Of course, there is probably no one in the entire Shanhaiguan city who can win the eyes of everyone."

The alcoholic who couldn't get in outside the door made a sour sarcasm.

"Is this group of scholars stupid with their studies? They have to pick this day every month to get in trouble. So what if I can get in? I can't even go up a few floors. I can get in when the military pay is on the way."

As we all know, Liuyun Building only opens two gates on the day when the military pay is paid every month. Except for the boxes above the third floor, everyone else can enter.

"However, I haven't seen those soldiers on the Great Wall recently. Didn't they get paid last month?"

There was a voice in the crowd, and Ying Baoyue stood aside, his eyes slightly darkened upon hearing this.

……

……

There was a lot of voices outside Liuyun Building, but the top floor was very quiet.

The flower bud head maid went up to the seventh floor.

She took off her shoes, walked barefoot through layers of smoke and mist curtains, and saw the figure in the depths that was fascinating no matter how many times she saw her, she couldn't help but lighten her steps.

"Miss, the last batch of flower notes is here."

The flower bud head maid walked over lightly, and put a stack of flower notes in front of the woman who was snuggling on the beauty's couch.

"Thank you, Huarong."

The eyes of the woman on the couch flickered, and she raised her eyelids slightly, "Did you see any interesting guests down here?"

"No," Huarong curled her lips, "Someone said that the young lady has bad eyesight, so I couldn't help but read the poems that the young lady chose, and made those fools completely shut up."

"You, you are still so unreasonable," Wan Liuyun smiled, stretched out his slender fingers, and lazily flipped through the flower note in front of him, "They are right, I really don't have much vision, but Just choose some poems that you like."

"Miss, you are too modest." Huarong sat down beside the desk with her knees hugged, and looked at Wan Liuyun adoringly, "Even Grand Marshal Cui agreed with the poem written by miss!"

"That was before he knew that I wrote the poem," Wan Liuyun said lightly.

Cui Shouzhong, the guard of the Great Wall of Eternal Night, is pedantic. Although Cui Shouzhong has a respect for Liuyunlou because Liuyunlou often subsidizes the soldiers and supplies on the Great Wall, he still looks down on courtesans in his bones.

Cui Shouzhong was full of praise for some of her poems that were circulated in Liuyun Tower before, but after learning that the author was her, he never mentioned those poems again.

According to the secret line buried in Cui Shouzhong's place in Liuyun Tower, Cui Shouzhong once told his subordinates in private that it was a shame for a mere woman to write a poem about the frontier war.

Hua Rong's face turned pale when he heard this, and regretted mentioning this person.

Cui Shouzhong came to the border after the loss of his wife. He was only in his 30s, a man of high authority and integrity.

For prostitutes, marrying a sweetheart is the best ending, and many flower girls in Liuyun Building are very excited about this.

But Cui Shouzhong didn't look sideways at the other flower girls, but he was stunned after seeing Wan Liuyun for the first time in Liuyun Tower.

Hua Rong and the group of little maids below had secretly guessed that Cui Shouzhong would take Wan Liuyun out of Hualou, but they never expected that Wan Liuyun would be such a beloved man, but he would not be moved at all.

"Miss, I'm sorry, I'm not..."

"It's okay," Wan Liuyun smiled nonchalantly, "There are many people who look down on me in this world, and I don't need those men to look down on me."

She closed the door on the top floor to thank guests, but she wasn't waiting for a man to pick her up.

As for Cui Shouzhong, it doesn't matter whether he is lustful or pedantic, as long as he can play his role.

"Ah Sui, is there no news yet?"

Ah Sui was a bodyguard placed by Liuyunlou next to Cui Shouzhong, and he was a centurion in the army. He was sent by Cui Shouzhong half a month ago to chase a small group of Xirong cavalry and disappeared.

Even Cui Shouzhong lost the news.

"Not yet." Huarong's face was a little dignified, but she wasn't too nervous, "Ah Sui's soul lamp is still alive, so he should still be alive."

"Really?" Wan Liuyun flipped over a flower note, "Then we can only wait until something big happens."

Huarong nodded.

She saw that more than half of the paper had been thrown aside by Wan Liuyun, "Miss, can these not work?"

"It's not interesting, it's just a pile of rhetoric."

Wan Liuyun was bored.

Not even one can go up to the fifth floor.

It seems that today's poetry writing day is still going to end in a boring way.

But the next moment, she turned to the last one.

Wan Liuyun was stunned suddenly.

"Miss?"

Noticing Wan Liuyun's abnormality, Hua Rong was taken aback.

Wan Liuyun stared fixedly at the flower notes on the table, motionless like a stone statue.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

"What is written on this note?"

Hua Rong had never seen Wan Liuyun look at a piece of poetry paper for so long, she crawled over curiously, and saw extremely beautiful ink characters written on the paper.

"The jade flute is blown horizontally into the night, and the moon is flowing in the sky.

The spring breeze blows on both sides of the Tiaochuan River, and the plum blossoms fly away and you can't see you. "

Huarong couldn't see anything special about these two lines of poems, but the next moment, her eyes widened in astonishment.

Wan Liuyun was sitting in front of the desk, staring at the poem, suddenly tears fell on the desk, soaking the paper.

"Miss?"

Huarong was startled, just about to say something, but Wan Liuyun had already grabbed her hand.

"Hua Rong, who wrote this poem?"

"Yes..." Huarong was dumbfounded, "It seems to be..."

Before she could answer, Wan Liuyun asked eagerly, "Is it a man or a woman?"

This……

Huarong remembered, and looked at Wan Liuyun in surprise, "Miss, how do you know it was written by a woman?"

Most of the talented women from the aristocratic families in Shanhaiguan looked down on Wan Liuyun, and would often secretly send maids to find fault with them on the poetry writing day, taking the opportunity to "compare" poetry with Wan Liuyun, so the Liuyun Building had set a rule a long time ago that they would not accept poetry. Women's flowers.

If she hadn't been in a hurry to make up the numbers just now, she wouldn't have collected this piece of paper. Huarong never thought that such a piece of paper would make Wan Liuyun, who has always had a high vision, react so strongly.

"It's a woman."

Wan Liuyun sat on the couch in a daze, then stood up suddenly.

"Where is she?"

Huarong stammered, "It should be right outside the door."

"Outside the door?"

Wan Liuyun was completely stunned, the next moment she lifted her skirt and ran to the stairs barefoot.

　"The jade flute blows horizontally into the night, and the moon in the middle of the sky flows through the clouds. The spring breeze blows from both sides of the Tiaochuan River, and the plum blossoms fly away to see you." -Ming Li He's "Playing the Flute for Friends", in this song and Li He's "Heaven Ballad" hesitated for a while, but it turned out that this song is the most suitable.There are moons, flowing clouds, and plum blossoms.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)