Flame Ghost Eye

Chapter 41

"Aren't you coming in to serve this master?" Yun Feng had a serious face, the woman trembled, and walked in cautiously, behind her was an accompanying maid, holding a pipa in her hand.

"Jinghong from my family has met the two young masters." The woman bowed gently, but her timid eyes betrayed her, Yunfeng smiled heartily, "Miss Jinghong, right? Don't worry, my family Brother is not a man with a broken sleeve." If this sentence can comfort Jun Wuyou and Jinghong a little, then the next sentence will directly shock the two of them, and even...

"Because my brothers are all men and women."

puff……

It's okay that Yunfeng didn't make up this sentence, but this time, not only did Miss Jinghong stagger, but the accompanying maid behind her looked at the two of them as if she had seen a ghost, and the pipa in her hand fell off at some point. It fell to the ground.

As for Jun Wuyou, the corners of his mouth twitched, and half of his face darkened, it was intentional, this girl definitely did it on purpose, Yunfeng sneered, it seemed that the joke was a bit too much, after all, Jinghong is someone who has seen the scene, men and women take it all It's not that I haven't seen the man before, but I didn't expect such a handsome man to have that hobby?
Can't help but be a little disappointed.

"Qinglian, give it to me." Taking the pipa from the maid, she gracefully hugged the pipa and sat on the screen. The couch made of mahogany seemed to be tailor-made for her.

"You two sons, how about I play a song for the two masters?"

"Girl, please." Jun Wuyou smiled modestly, showing his gentlemanly demeanor even more.

The elegant sound of the piano is full of sadness, and it turns from time to time. The tone is high but desolate, as if it is telling a story. After listening carefully, Yunfeng feels a little familiar.

Xianxian suppressed his voice and thought, as if complaining of unsuccessful life.The formalities of the low-brow letter continued, telling the infinite things in my heart.
Gently gather, slowly twist, twirl, and pick again. At first, it was the second six of neon clothes.The big strings are noisy like torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers.
Caocao is full of mixed bullets, big and small pearls fall on the jade plate.Between Guan Ying language slippery bottom, Youyan Liuquan down the beach.
The water spring is cold and astringent, and the sound of the condensing will stop gradually.Don't be sad and hateful, silence is better than sound at this time.

This... Isn't this Bai Juyi's pipa skills?It's hard to imagine that a brothel woman can sing such a passionate but sad song, is it unintentional or intentional?
It seems that he has no ambitions in his life. Is this conveying something?

I'm used to listening to women in brothels singing "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" or "Looking for the King's Return", but I've never heard of "Pipa Xing"?

Jun Wuyou listened very carefully, retracted his tone, and smiled appreciatively on the corners of his lips, "It's better to be silent at this time, and it's like saying that you have no ambition in your life."

"Young master is ridiculously praised, I'm ashamed of myself." Just as Jun Wuyou was chatting and laughing with Yunfeng, an angry roar sounded outside the door, and the voice seemed to be no more than double ten years old.

"What a Chunfenglou, you don't pay attention to this young master. Jinghong is my woman, and you dare to let her pick up other guests. Mama Hong, do you really think that this young master dare not destroy your brothel?" Furious The roar directly made Yunfeng frowned, Jun Wuyou only slightly darkened his face.

It's just that Jinghong and the accompanying maid Qinglian turned pale instantly, and could vaguely see cold sweat on their foreheads, Yunfeng frowned incomprehensibly, and murmured, "Who is that outside, making a public noise here, your guards don't care ?"

Jinghong bit his pale lips, and said hesitantly, "To tell you the truth, that man is the young master of the Song family, Shangshu of the Ministry of War. Young Master, there is nothing we prostitutes can fight against."

(End of this chapter)