Disguising as a man: Xiaoyao Xiangshao

Chapter 34 Night Tour of the Qinhuai River (Part [-])

Turning around, she asked Jindie softly: "Mother Jin, I don't know if this arrangement and address are recognized as Miss Luoyan?"

"Shao Luo really has a good eye. This place is exactly where our girl Luoyan personally placed." Jindie looked at the outstanding young man in front of him with a little admiration, thinking: "If I were younger, I'm afraid it would be those Be one of those crazy girls!"

"Oh? Miss Luoyan really deserves to be a talented woman, I admire you." She clasped her fists with both hands and signaled slightly.

"There, then I'll take everyone to your seat first, and later our girl Luoyan will show up to perform, and those who can answer the three questions will be served by Luoyan for a night." After finishing speaking, she gave me an ambiguous look: "It must be These subtotals are hard to beat Xiang Shao."

After entering the private room, Kingdee withdrew, please wait patiently.

Looking around this small private room, I couldn't help sighing, it's really a pity that such a woman fell into the brothel!

"Xiaoqi, you must help me later! I must see Miss Luoyan today." Mo Shaohua pleaded, with a firm tone in his tone that cannot be doubted.

"Oh? Help you?" Under Mo Shaohua's anxious gaze, I rubbed my nose and pondered for a while, looking at Mo Shaohua's face that looked more and more like a bitter gourd, I couldn't help laughing, "Okay! I Just do your best, quickly put away your resentful woman face, it makes me uncomfortable to look at me."

"Okay, I'm relieved with your words, and I'll change my face." She lowered her head as she spoke, and when she raised her head again, it changed into a handsome face with a smile brighter than a peach blossom.I shook my head helplessly.Say nothing.

A soft voice came: "Luoyan prepared a piece of music today, but it hasn't been named yet, so I'm going to make a fool of myself here, and I would like to ask everyone to help me after listening."

Looking up, I saw a woman with a light gauze on her face, a plain body, her hair was pulled up high, only decorated with a little pearls and jade, wrapped in plain silver around her waist, and her long hair was flying lightly, accompanied by the melodious music of the piano. , People mistakenly think that they have entered a fairyland and linger endlessly.

At the end of the song, I looked around slowly, and saw that the other seven people present all looked enjoying, especially Mo Shaohua, who had already entered the state of being intoxicated.

Mo Han lowered his head, and couldn't help but think of the ensemble on the day of the New Year's banquet, the daughter of the Mu family, and Mu Liuxiang's piano skills, which can be called a masterpiece.Now listening to Luoyan's piano sound is good, but I still feel that there is a gap.Thinking of Mu Liuxiang, the corners of her mouth curled up, she is a strange woman!It looks weak, but it is actually unfathomable!

A voice like the voice of an oriole resounded: "The little girl has shown her ugliness. I wonder if someone can name this song for the little girl. The little girl is very grateful." She leaned over slightly, showing her elegance.

A maid-like person came in with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone in his hand, and asked politely: "May I ask if you have any good song titles?"

Mo Shaohua immediately said: "Yes, I will serve you with pen and ink."

The little servant girl walked over lightly, spread the paper, grinded the ink, and waited quietly.

We all looked at Mo Shaohua in surprise, waiting to see what the title of the song was written by him.

Unexpectedly, Mo Shaohua took the pen and handed it to me unceremoniously, and said in a low voice, "Don't forget what you promised me!"

"Did I say I would?" I whispered too.

"It doesn't matter, you can figure it out." After finishing speaking, he put the pen into my hand and turned around to sit down, resting his chin with both hands, looking at me pitifully.It looks like if you don't write it, I will cry for you.

Reluctantly, I wrote "Long Lovesickness" for no other reason than because of the overflowing feeling of longing at the end of the song.

She took the pen and handed it back, the little maid took the pen, turned and left with the paper.

There was another silence, and after a while, I heard the soft voice on the stage: "Thank you for the nomination of the young master from Zhujuli, the little girl is very grateful, and I would like to present another song just for you, young master."

A light voice sounded, and the people present fell into the misty fairyland again.

What is this song? , High mountains and flowing waters are like bosom friends.It's just for the sound.

What a wonderful woman.

At the end of the song, I slowly woke up from the sound of the music.He also heard: "We brothel girls are not respected by the world, and no one will compose music for brothel girls. I wonder if someone can compose a song for us today?" The hall was no longer quiet in an instant!
There were whispers from small to loud.No more silent venues!
Luo Yan's words were like a bomb, disdainful for those talented scholars who thought they were superior to others.Because brothel women were the most inferior in the Yanyue Dynasty, and they were also the most despised by people.

But, thank you, the little girl pointed at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and entered each box, looking at the little girl standing in front of us with a fearless face, as if she knew everything already, just stood quietly and looked at us quietly .

To be honest, I extremely despise those who dare to visit the brothel and look down on the women in the brothel, I beckon: "Come here."

The little maid looked at me with a flash of surprise in her eyes, and walked towards me in small steps. After laying out the paper, she stood beside me, grinding, writing and thinking. The life of a precarious woman in the world of mortals.

The son casually sells three thousand gold

He doesn't know my heart is broken

Close the door and don't ask me who I miss

My son is envious of your natural wealth

Don't care about fame and fortune

Who will wipe away the tears of the woman in the world of mortals

I don't want anything but you at this moment

No worries, no worries, no gold, no silver, you and me...

Put away the pen, dry the ink gently, and put it aside.Spread out another piece of paper and continue to write: The flowers are half blooming in front of the moon bending window
look back to see if he's still there
Sing softly but no one returns
Farewell Sanqu is still alive
Flowers half open in front of the moon bend window
Looking back to see if he's still there...

After the ink was dry, I turned around and handed it to the little maid next to me, only to see that her face was wet with tears, she took the rice paper from my hand tremblingly, stared deeply at it, then bent down deeply to me, holding the rice paper Go to the hall.

After a while, only a soft female voice could be heard softly saying, thanking the son of Zhuju for the gift, the little girl will remember it in this life.

"Zhuju? Who is Zhujuzhong? Do you dare to move into the hall? Let my young master take a good look at it!" A voice with an extremely arrogant tone came into my ears although the conversation was quite normal.

(End of this chapter)