Miss arrogant straw bag

Chapter 1 Tianlan Talented Girl
In the capital of Tianlan Kingdom, there is a simple and elegant small building in the bustling area, with the word "Fengyi" written on it, and there is no other pen and ink description.

From the outside, one doesn't know if it is a restaurant or an inn or a teahouse, but the melodious sound of the piano flutters out at this time, attracting passers-by to be mesmerized and intoxicated by the sound of the piano, unable to extricate themselves.

In such an elegant place, the beauty of the piano sound is disturbed by a small episode.

"Stop." The waiter stood in front of the shop, "Master, you can't just enter Fengyi Building if you want to."

"Why? What kind of identity do you need to enter a restaurant?" the handsome young master raised his eyebrows and asked, with an overpowering aura of nobility.

Fortunately, the clerk at Fengyilou was used to meeting high-ranking officials, so he was still able to hold his ground. He smiled apologetically and said, "Master, is he from out of town? I don't know the rules of Fengyilou. If you want to come in, you have to show your skills. Keep the ink treasures or match the pairs, or compose a poem."

"It's so funny, going to a restaurant to listen to a ditty, and it's such a trouble." Young Master Junxiu sneered, turned around and was about to leave.

The waiter's face turned green all of a sudden, and before he could speak, the sound of the piano in Fengyi Building stopped abruptly.

"Who dares to be so presumptuous!" Several people dressed as scholars rushed out of Fengyi Building aggressively.

"How dare you speak nonsense in front of Fengyi Building."

"Such vulgar language is really insulting."

Hearing the movement behind him, Mr. Junxiu sneered, walked towards the carriage in front of Fengyi Building without turning his head, bowed and saluted and said: "Master, this store is a big bully and the environment is filthy, let's go to another one."

"Hmm." There was a low voice in the carriage.

"Stop, what do you think is filthy?"

"Yes, make it clear."

Those scholars stopped in front of the carriage instead, wanting to explain clearly.

"Keep them here." At some point at the entrance of Fengyi Building, a handsome man in fine clothes stood, angrily pointing at the carriage with a folding fan in his hand, "How dare you disturb Miss Tang playing the piano, how dare you dare to disturb her playing the piano."

When people on the street saw Mr. Huafu appearing, they all stayed away and discussed in low voices.

"Woe to those in the carriage."

"That's right, it's not good to offend anyone. You have to offend the young owner of Shumozhai."

Young Master Junxiu's expression darkened, he turned and glared angrily at the Young Master in Chinese clothes at the door.

It was just such a look that forced Mr. Huafu to take two steps back, leaning against the door to stabilize his figure.

Such a terrible look.

Before Mr. Huafu came back to his senses, there was a sudden burst of laughter in the carriage: "I'd like to see which one promotes you so arrogantly."

As soon as the car door opened, the man stepped out.

Standing in front of the carriage, the natural momentum suppressed the comments of passers-by.

The man's appearance is imposing, and on his tough face, the starry eyes like ancient pools are the most inseparable eyes, cold and deep, with an imposing manner.The black hair that was as long as flowing water was tied up casually with a hair tie, with a sense of arrogance and unrestraint in the chic.Slender and slender, he wore a blue gown to reveal a sky-high and ethereal air.

"Presumptuous." After being shocked for a moment, Gu Ping, the son of Huafu, dared to yell, "Do you know who is playing inside?"

"Who?" The man raised his eyebrows slightly, disdainfully asking.

"That's the daughter of the great general of the current dynasty, and she is the number one talented woman in Tianlan, Ms. Tang Wei Tang. How can you allow me to insult you like this?" Gu Ping said proudly.

"Young Master Gu is absurd." The gentle voice was like an oriole chirping, clear and sweet.

The autumn-colored white water skirt set off her exquisite figure, Jin Buyao held her temples like a mountain cloud, and the ruby ​​hibiscus flower earrings swayed gracefully with her graceful movement.

With a faint smile, the flowers fade.

This is not only Tianlan's number one talented woman, but also the number one beauty.

(End of this chapter)