The Three Masters in Brocade Clothes of Daming Gate

When Lan Xishu arrived, the five tables were full of people, and some were Li Baiwang's personal friends. I heard that some wine shops followed. Therefore, he doesn't reject Lan Xishu who spends a lot of money.

After some introduction, the tables and benches rattled, and there was a hustle and bustle of greetings, causing the diners in the private room on the third floor to look down frequently.

Lan Xishu doesn't put on official airs, he calls Li Baiwang brother and brother, and the ordinary Jinyiwei captain, he doesn't carry the embroidered spring golden knife bestowed by the emperor, and he doesn't wear official uniforms. The feeling of closeness, so Lan Xishu's arrival is not a formal atmosphere. According to Lan Xishu's instructions, today Juxian Building invites the hard-working people, the grassroots in Jinyiwei, Li Baiwang and his good friend are the only two hundred households. , Qianhu did not invite one, nor did the Fusi of Nanbei Town.

Jing Yunshui greeted Lan Xishu to sit at the table near the mouth. Lan Xishu sat down next to Li Baiwang on the left side of Jing Yunshui and on the right.

The shopkeeper waited for a long time, bowing and bowing around to accompany the smiling face, seeing the stars holding the moon like Lan Xishu, he knew that the main character had arrived, and staring at the gold medal that flickered in the folds of Lan Xishu's waist, his heart shivered , the shopkeeper is really a person who has seen the world, and then all kinds of hospitality came. [

The guys delivering the food stepped on the floor and thumped and sang the names of the dishes like butterflies. The trays were wrong, and the wine and meat were fragrant. A guy moved a round stool and led the old and the young upstairs. The noisy second floor Immediately quiet.

When the special dishes came, the mouse laughed and laughed, and forgot to pay attention to him, and his eyes were fixed on the stairs.

An old man in his sixties at the front was dressed in Tsing Yi, his goatee was all white, his skinny face was wrinkled, he was holding a three-stringed string, nodding and bowing to anyone, with a humble smile on his face all the time, people swept this old man away , all eyes were attracted by the girl in the moon-white singlet at the back. At this time, the girl was a few steps behind the old man, and it happened that Lanhua with her right hand was holding the elegant skirt up the last flight of stairs. Putting it casually, the skirt drags six pictures of the graceful mist of the Xiangjiang River, the light blue juan gauze cloak knotted just right to wrap up the soft and slender waist, the pink neckline hangs down, the forehead is soft, and the hair is curled up A simple and casual cloud bun, a string of tiny pearls on the silver step hairpin swaying with the woman's delicate steps, the woman's left hand is holding the pipa, and her face has clouds covering the moon with every movement. Unconcealable bright, shy eyebrows and eyes are not particularly brilliant, but it is that thin and shy look that caught everyone's eyes at once.

All eyes followed the little girl to the empty space in the middle, the assistant helped, and the old man sat down, with the sanxian resting on his lap, and there was another circle of humble and flattering smiling faces.

Someone's Adam's apple gurgled, and Ge Da even left his seat to get closer to have a closer look, but was grabbed by the mouse next to him.

The little girl hugged the pipa in a circle and saluted, her eyes were still afraid to lift up, her nervous fingers trembled slightly, wishing she could bury her face behind the pipa.

Her shyness is rather pitiful.

"Masters! Xiu'er is not very good at learning, and she just debuted and has never been on a big stage. If there is something wrong, please bear with me! Please bear with me!"

The old man sat on the round stool and nodded.

Bandit Ge didn't change his nature, his eyeballs were about to hit his feet, he took the lead and whistled with his fingers, and immediately whistled everywhere, startling the little girl so that her eyebrows twitched and her bright eyes lingered.

What a young girl who just debuted, Lan Xishu sat down on the table with a cup of tea, Ge Da took the lead and sat back on the chair, and glanced at Lan Xishu with his big teeth bared.

But no one was swearing, and Lan Xishu was smiling at the main table, and Li Baiwang signaled that it was time to start. This appetite was too much, and it was basically rare for these rough guys to have such a gentle performance.

The woman who called Xiu'er bowed her knees again, and slowly sat down on the round stool arranged by the waiter, and put the pipa on her lap cautiously, with a soft finger across the pipa, a string of melodious sound waves passed by.

"Master! Please read it!" The little boy cleverly handed the trick book to Lan Xi. How could he know this? Although he had heard storytelling and opera in Nanjing, he really didn't read the lyrics of opera. What "The Story of the Pipa", "The Story of the White Rabbit", "The Story of the Chai Hairpin", "Worshiping the Moon Pavilion", and so on.

Lan Xishu walked up to Li Baiwang, he knew that it was useless to transport water in wells, and Li Baiwang was really an expert, so he turned his head and asked, "Master Lan, do you want to listen to Nanqu or Beiqiang?"

The old man was tuning with Xiu'er, and the group of men pointed at Xiu'er like hungry wolves, but they consciously didn't make any noise.

Listening to a song is also divided into southern accents and northern tunes? "Jing Yunshui squeezed a peanut and threw it into his mouth. Today is the best day to go back to Beijing. Look at Daming's chicks. The Tatar lady can't compare to any word and song. The water is gentle, and this step is swaying...

Lan Xishu thought so too, and jokingly looked at Li Baiwang, whose nose glowed from a glass of wine. The Beijing official is the Beijing official, so it's all right to study this.

"This is similar to Lian Jiazi, there is always a distinction between fists and legs, isn't it?" Li Baiwang knew that his brothers were all bumpkins, but he didn't mean to laugh at him, but he couldn't hide the show off in his words: "This southern song is like Jiangnan's charm, flowing, long, euphemistic and delicate. This northern tune is impassioned and sonorous. To put it bluntly, it is like the delicateness of southern girls and the hotness of northern girls, haha! It depends on the listener's preference. "[

Many officials in the capital city moved from Nanjing, and they also brought a huge amount of southern taste. There are many southerners from all walks of life, so there are two styles of demand in the north and south, just like the style of restaurants and restaurants. .

Jing Yunshui looked at Li Baiwang's meaningful eyes and then laughed. It is true that radish and cabbage each have their own love.

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Lan Xishu's brows showed warmth, and he suddenly thought of the house: "Is there a great combination of northern and southern dialects?"

"Yes, yes!" Li Baiwang lost a thumbs up, even if he is a layman, he has a level: "I didn't expect that we have the same taste as Mr. Lan, and come to a Kunshan dialect, a gifted scholar and a beautiful woman!"

The person next to me was getting impatient, and shouted to sing and accompany the wine.

After ordering, the man whispered a few words in the old man's ear, the old man nodded and whispered to Xiu'er, Xiu'er pursed her lips and said yes.

"It won't be difficult for this chick! She just made her debut and learned a few excerpts, I said San Shao! Let her do whatever she wants!" Jing Yunshui had the right eye for Xiu'er for some reason, a bully The big guy actually worried about making things difficult for Xiu'er.

Lan Xishu gave him a look with ulterior motives, Jing Yunshui didn't avoid staring at Lan Xishu at all, Li Baiwang smiled and understood: "It's too early for Master Jing to be sympathetic to the fragrance and cherish the jade! Haha!"

Ding Ya filled everyone with wine one by one: "Finally, we saw that the sun is shining brightly on our Boss Well, so we need such a good medicine!"

"You are not short! No one is short!" After Jing Yunshui got on Ge Da's donkey, he poked his neck and looked around: "I don't think Mr. Li is short!"

Li Baiwang clasped his hands together and laughed first, followed by his brothers.

Really lacking, the most lacking is Ge Da, he has openly inquired with the mouse on the table next to him: "Mouse! Can this chick get started?"

The mouse is used to Ge Da's shamelessness, and the mouse shook his head again and again: "I say Boss Ge! He is a showman, not a person!"

"Inquire about it, why don't we give more money?" Ge Da looked a little funny, and the mouse continued to shake his head: "That's enough! Hey! Boss Ge! How can you bear such a shy chick, eh! Cough cough!" The mouse Not to mention, he seldom utters nasty words, this is the most explicit.

"Then find someone who sells himself but not entertains!" Ge Da simply provoked the mouse, who couldn't help but feel anxious.

Next to Li Baiwang's attendant came up, and came out with a mouthful of mace and a mouth: "Boss Ge! It's not easy, nail street in Nancheng, it's cheap! There are too many butchers, so you've got a lot of trouble."

As soon as Ge Da heard his neck, he immediately turned to the kid.

With a sound of chords, the pearls fell on the jade plate, and everyone quieted down. Xiu'er closed her bright eyes, raised her little face that didn't wear makeup, and sang with a melodious voice.