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Chapter 127 The lyre in the proud building

The lively atmosphere on the court cooled down a bit. Lin Pan'er, who was disguised as a man, leaned into Lin Shu's ear and whispered: "Brother, this singer seems to look down on Mr. Li."

"Yeah, yeah, maybe there will be a fight soon."

Lin Shu opened his eyes wide, filled with expectation.

Zhou Guanren paused for a moment and suddenly laughed heartily: "Li Jieyuan, let me introduce to you. This girl's name is Su Jiaoxue, and she is a famous and talented girl in Deyilou.

Miss Su is from the south. She fell into a world of dust because of her family's poor fortune.She is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is a famous female champion. It took a lot of effort to invite her to come out. "

After Zhou officials said this, the atmosphere in the hall became lively again.

Many of the women in Deyilou were once maids from official families.Just because he failed in the court, he was demoted to this dusty place.

This kind of woman is very attractive to the big bosses in Pingzhou.

After being reduced to such a place, one can imagine their fate.

Some people are humiliated with resentment, and gradually get used to it as time goes by.There are many people who don't tolerate humiliation and just rush to death. There are many such people.

For these women, the brothel has its own way of dealing with them. They cannot push them too hard. They must be tighter and slower. After a year and a half, their temperament will gradually change.

At present, Su Jiaoxue is still in the running-in period. She refuses to accept guests, but is willing to play the piano for guests occasionally.

Because she is beautiful, she is also very famous in Pingzhou City. Everyone is also thinking about who can pick this proud snow-cold plum and kiss it beautifully.

"This time the female champion meets Li Jieyuan, it seems to be a lot of fun."

"Li Jieyuan, Miss Su obviously looks down on you. You might as well show your skills. If you can convince her, you may have a chance to be introduced to Luo Wei."

"Hahaha."

Yang Liang laughed heartily and heartily, but occasionally coughed twice, showing that he was not in good health.

"Everyone, how can I take a little girl's random words seriously? Doesn't this make me too petty? Come on, let's continue drinking."

Yang Liang had no intention of taking it seriously, but Su Jiaoxue obviously had no intention of letting this matter go.

"Master Li looks down on women, but he doesn't know that there are heroes among women. Unlike some people, who are obviously empty-bellied and just a loser."

Su Jiaoxue said: "I heard that during this imperial examination, the test questions were openly sold on the street, and the prices on the list were clearly marked. Mr. Li must have spent a lot of gold and silver to win the first place."

"Bold!"

Yang Liang slapped the table and became furious: "This time Enke is selecting talents for the imperial court. To put it more broadly, it is for the sake of the country and the people. Mr. Lu is even more fair and strict, and does not rub dirt in his eyes. How can one be tempted by wealth?

You are a little girl who heard a few village dialects from somewhere and started talking nonsense here. If I touch your head, you don’t want to live anymore. "

After Yang Liang said this, everyone else felt relieved and said:
"Yes, yes, we are all real talents."

"I passed the exam based on my ability."

Yang Liang also broke into a cold sweat. Somehow, he always felt that this Su Jiaoxue wanted to die.

There are certain things that you just need to know, so you can say them casually.

Yang Liang felt good. Su Jiaoxue was also born into a wealthy family. Now that her family was in decline, she was reduced to the world of mortals, and she would inevitably become that despicable prostitute sooner or later.

Let her seek death on her own, and she won't be able to be cruel.

Simply break the jar and find a way out for yourself.

"So, does Li Jieyuan also have real talent and learning?"

"Ten years of hard work, I dare not slack off."

"Okay, can you play my lyre loudly?"

"Come on, let's go."

Yang Liang stretched out his hand: "Today happens to be a meeting, and there are many guests, so I will play a song to cheer up the wine." "Okay!"

Everyone had forgotten what Su Jiaoxue had just said, and all their attention was focused on Yang Liang.

Zhou Guanren was the first to clapped his hands and applauded: "It is an honor for us to have Li Jieyuan play the piano today.

In my opinion, it's better to add a little bonus. If Li Jieyuan's piano skills are passable, Li Jieyuan will pick you as the oiran. "

"it is good."

All the drinkers clapped their hands and applauded.

Su Jiaoxue's face turned red. In this situation, she couldn't allow him to say no.

Lin Pan'er looked at Yang Liang from a distance and said, "Can Mr. Li still play the piano?"

"I don't know."

Lin Shu spread his hands: "In the past, I saw him talking and acting like a rude person. When it comes to playing the piano, holding a knife may be more suitable for him."

Yang Liang put his hand on the piano, knowing in his heart that if he didn't draw attention to himself, if the woman continued to talk nonsense, she would inevitably be killed.

Pity her for being so young, she shouldn't die in vain.

Thinking of this, I touched the strings with my fingers, and a pleasant sound flowed out.

Everyone was startled, stopped what they were doing, and looked at Yang Liang.

Yang Liang was dressed in a green shirt and sat on the ground. His eyes were as bright as stars, his face was full of energy, and he suddenly fell into the world of music.

Many people couldn't take their eyes away.

Huang Ying and Jia Waner were selling wine among the crowd. When they heard the sound of the piano, they turned around and couldn't help but be stunned.

"It turns out that he is such a handsome young man." Jia Waner thought of something and her cheeks turned slightly red.

Yang Liang's fingers were flying, and while he was playing the piano, he was composing a song:
"The sky and the autumn light, the love turns to be sad, and the golden Ying knows that the Double Ninth Festival is approaching. The thin clothes are tried for the first time, and the green ants have a new taste. Gradually there is a wind, a rain, and a coolness. At dusk, the courtyard is full of panic, and when I wake up from the wine, I am worried about the past. That Kanyong night, the moon is bright and the bed is empty. I hear the sound of an anvil pounding, the sound of crickets is thin, and the sound of leaking is long."

The sound of the piano is accompanied by the singing, and it is miserable. Yang Liang seems to be in a world without people, with his fingertips dancing on the strings.

Everyone around him was affected by the sound of his piano, and felt the slightest hint of autumn sadness coming over him.Even rough people like Zhou Guanren felt a little sour in their hearts.

Most of the people attending the banquet today are scholars. Everyone is somewhat knowledgeable and can distinguish the good from the bad.

"I didn't expect Li Jieyuan to be so thoughtful."

"A deep love will last forever, and wisdom will be damaged. Judging from his poor health, it is probably because he is too thoughtful."

Huang Ying and Jia Wan'er also looked surprised, especially Huang Ying. She was the wife of an official family. She knew everything from playing, playing, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child. She also suffered a disaster later and was once reduced to Fireworks Willow Alley. After many hardships, she was freed.

Even he didn't expect that Yang Liang, who was usually very lively, would have such a delicate mind.

It seems that the ancients were right, people really cannot be judged by their appearance.

Su Jiaoxue also fell into the music of the piano. She did not expect that Yang Liang was really talented.

Moreover, it is still unfathomable.

With such melancholy in his heart, he is probably also a person with stories.

Suddenly, he thought about it, was he really going to lose his body to him?

At this moment, the sound of the piano suddenly changed from lingering to high-pitched. With a snap, seven strings were cut at the same time.

Amid everyone's surprised expressions, Yang Liang laughed and said, "I haven't played for a long time and even the strings were broken. I lost."

(End of this chapter)