The little girl hides her secrets

56 Chapter 56. It's time to make money
Yun Yao paused, put down the wooden box, and opened the box alone without letting the two of them approach.

Inside was actually a bow.

The bronze-colored bow is like a crescent moon, and the gold-inlaid bow surface is engraved with complex patterns.The nocking points on the string ends are also symmetrically golden.

The whole bow didn't have too many decorations, it just lay quietly in the box, but when Yun Yao approached, he felt a sense of death.

Yun Yao looked at Xiao Aqing and asked, "Do you know this bow?"

"I don't know," Xiao Aqing shook his head, and then said, "But it should be sent by my brother, because I know the rope."

Yun Yao picked up the rope that tied the sack. Its weaving method is very characteristic, complex and strong.It is not so much a rope, but more like some kind of ethnic decoration.

She asked in surprise: "You have a brother? Then why are you wandering outside alone?"

Little Ah Qing crossed her fingers guiltily, lowered her head and said, "My brother got lost."

Yun Yao: .
She sighed, closed the box, and moved to Yunqing's room, the more she thought about it, the more outrageous it became.

She actually abducted the lost little Ah Qing to be her younger brother, and his own brother even came to the door to deliver things.

What a crime.

Soon came the day of Yu An's exam.

Little Ah Qing deliberately packed up her things early and sent Yu An to the exam with Yun Yao.

When they arrived at the Imperial College, little Aqing patted Yu An's leg and said, "Brother-in-law, don't be nervous, it doesn't matter if you don't get the first place in the exam, I'm still at home."

Yu An bent down, slapped him on the head, and left silently.

Little Ah Qing pouted, rubbed his forehead in dissatisfaction, and was led by Yun Yao to go to school.

Master Zhou was welcoming the students at the door, when he saw Yun Qing coming, he shuddered.

Little Aqing didn't notice it, and said obediently: "Master, good morning."

Then bounced into the classroom carrying a small bag.

It was still early, and Yun Yao was going to give Lan Lan a thumbs-up first, and then come back to pick up the big and small at home.

In the end, she found out sadly that she didn't have enough money.

At least not enough to buy a good wrench.

If you don't have enough money, just make it, anyway, she will never wrong herself.

So Yun Yao took a step forward and went to the nearby commercial street to see if there were any opportunities to make money.

The vicinity is full of luxury goods, and many imperial merchants are here. Yun Yao hasn't taken a good look at this place during his stay in Kyoto.

Different from the hustle and bustle of the market, this place has a taste of wealth and charm.

Just as I was thinking like this, I suddenly saw a long queue in front of me. The queue was astonishingly long, and I turned several turns behind.

Yun Yao moved aside curiously, and found that everyone was wearing masks.

Before I had time to see what kind of shop it was, there was a sudden sound of a gong, and then the crowd rushed up.

Yun Yao was suddenly squeezed into the crowd, the people in front were still beating gongs, Yun Yao looked up and found that this place turned out to be Qingfeng Pavilion.

Don't think about it, it must be that kind of place.

She was squeezed so that her feet were almost off the ground, and she hurriedly said to the person next to her, "Can you let me out?"

As soon as the words fell, the crowd suddenly squeezed forward crazily. Although the door was not too narrow, it felt like it was going to be overwhelmed in front of such a large flow of people.

"Ah!" Yun Yao didn't move at all, and was directly led in by the crowd.

No, then what is the meaning of these people queuing up?
The style in the Breeze Pavilion is not cool at all.

The gorgeous hexagonal prism can be seen from the first floor to the third floor, with two fiery red birds painted on it.

There is a stage in front of the first floor, the surrounding windows are all closed, a circle of red lanterns is hung, and many red silks are interlaced.

The premise is that it is not so crowded.

The second and third floors are all closed rooms, which should be a place for receiving guests or, uh, the staff resting.

Yun Yao is not in the mood to think about this, she really wants to go out, she is a decent young woman.

It's a pity that there are too many people here, and she was squeezed into the innermost place, and there was no possibility of getting out.

Luckily she wasn't pushed off her feet any more.

The crowd was noisy, there were men and women, and they were chattering without knowing what to say.

A few candle lamps on the stage were lit, emitting red light under the red silk, adding a touch of sentimentality for no reason.

A man in red was sitting on the stage with a guzheng in front of him.

He wore a mask, and his clothes hung loosely on his body, the outermost layer of tulle couldn't even cover his farts.

The people around saw him all erupted, and wanted to pounce on him one by one, Yun Yao was so irritated by being squeezed that he was about to lose his temper.

A few men in black came forward, each of them was tall and strong, and they were not to be messed with, and they threw all the people who jumped up.

The man in red moved, his slender fingers caressed the strings, his thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was soft and seductive: "Thank you for your kindness, let's play something elegant today."

The people below were boiling, and the neck of the woman next to her was red with excitement.

The man in red went on to say: "I will play a piece later, and I invite you to compose a poem and comment on the villain's piece. If there is any poem that suits my heart, I will invite the guests who wrote the poem to join me." Gather alone in the wing room."

The bottom was boiling again, and the man in black put a circle of paper and pens on the edge of the stage.

The man in red pursed his lips and flicked the zither, and the place immediately fell silent.

He paused and began his performance.

He is indeed a superb qin player, he plucks the piano casually, calmly, and a sound note spills out from his fingertips, lingering and sad, and sighing softly.

After one song, the lingering sound lingers on the beam for three days without a break.

The people in the audience showed expressions of enjoyment, and it took a long time to realize that they all rushed forward to write poems.

Yun Yao thought that she would be able to escape because she stood in the remote place, but the woman next to her saw that she was slender and thought she would not be able to squeeze through, so she insisted on helping her.

She was already strong, so she put one arm around Yunyao's waist and said righteously: "Sister! You have to fight for a good man by yourself!"

Then she roared, protected Yun Yao by her side, and forced herself to the front.

Yun Yao: Thank you.

The people behind looked resentful, and Yun Yao felt like a light was on his back.

It was crowded, and she had to write something, or the people behind would beat her to death one by one.

How could Yun Yao know how to compose poetry? She scratched her head irritably and began to write nonsense.

"This song is so awesome. I was already dying of illness. Listening to this song is like eating a elixir. My waist is no longer sore, my legs are no longer hurt, my mouth is no longer crooked, and my whole body is full of strength!"

"A hundred years later, if a strong enemy invades, please play this song on my grave. I will break out of the ground and come out of my country of Shao to repel the strong enemy. Remember not to nail the coffin too hard, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it. come out."

After Yun Yao finished writing this paragraph, he put down his pen gracefully, turned around and stepped aside.

Don't even think about going out, there is no way out at all.

(End of this chapter)