Marchioness Brothel

Everyone knows that the proprietress of Guose Tianxianglou has superb skills. The people who are personally trained are not only first-rate in appearance and body, but also proficient in poetry, song and dance. Waiting for idlers to ask for tea, it is not easy to meet. Coupled with Jinyu's noble support in the DPRK, Guose Tianxiang Tower naturally took the first place in Fengyue in Beijing. If the girls who used to be the best performers are full of seats, let alone the girl Taoyao who is now in the limelight.

Soon a beauty in a white shirt appeared on the stage with a guqin in her hand. She was slender like a willow, her hair was black and shiny, and her face was flushed under the attention of everyone, her eyes drooping, and she inadvertently revealed a little amorous feeling. Make people very affectionate. Everyone thought she was Taoyao, but while admiring, there was another beauty in a red robe. Her hair was tied high on the top of her head, her waist was tied with five colored threads, her eyes were sparkling, and she was radiant. He looked at everyone openly, dressed in a heroic men's clothing.

These two people looked the same, they were twins. Two of them play the piano, one dances the sword, the white-clothed woman's piano sound is smooth and smooth, and there is a kind of extraordinary quietness. The red-clothed woman has an outstanding posture, and the colored silk on her waist spreads like a bird screen with her movements. With the sound of the piano suddenly rising, the red-clothed woman's sword moves became more and more unrestrained, her slender figure was as strong as a dragon, and the dazzling sword light dazzled. The two cooperated seamlessly, everyone was dizzy and applauded again and again.

With the sound of the sound of "Zheng" over, the woman in red suddenly retracted her sword, and the light of the sword suddenly stopped, like the calm river sea condensed the waves.

The twins have a skill and a martial art, a quiet and a move, a gentleness and a free and easy, a shy and generous, and they have their own strengths. They really occupy the scenery and the guests in the house are amazed. There were thunderous colors all around, and everyone shouted hello, and the son of the Weberhou family, Shen Changan, said loudly: "Okay! What a pair of beautiful ladies, the Guose Tianxiang Building is really extraordinary!"

Major General Wang He from Husband General's Mansion and Wu Zi, son of Hubu Shangshu Mansion, also came to join in the fun, and the slap shot shook the sky.

These sons and brothers are all regular visitors in the romantic field, and it is natural to win them all.

When Grandpa Wei saw this, he couldn't help but tweeted twice and asked the accompanying woman, "It's really interesting, which one is Taoyao next?"

The woman covered her lips and smiled: "Mister is anxious, how can our girl Taoyao be worthy of such ordinary women? Don't worry, just look carefully!"

Xie Liancheng just bowed his head and sipped tea, ignoring everything.

The opening has already reached such a high level, it is difficult for Taoyao to perform better, this is a big taboo. According to the truth, the experienced Jin Yu would not make this mistake, or is she really so confident in Taoyao?

Not only Xie Liancheng thought so, but everyone in the room thought so. She was able to overwhelm the twins. I don't know how beautiful Taoyao girl is, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became more enthusiastic.

At this moment, a woman in a golden dress walked slowly behind the lacquered wood beauty screen on the right side of the stage. She was covered with a veil and held a lute in her hand. Just as everyone's doubts arose, the delicate sound of a pipa sounded, and the rhythm was not fast or slow. She lifted her feet and turned, her skirt swinging slowly like a dragon and a phoenix.

Her waist is very soft, sometimes she flicks the pipa, sometimes rotates the pipa as a prop, and the arm clams clink with her movements. Every gesture is full of charm, and her posture is like a weak willow. Powerless, unique rhyme.

It turned out to be a pipa dance, and everyone suddenly realized it.

The rhythm began to change from slow to fast, from weak to strong. In an instant, the woman halted the pipa behind her back. I only heard that the pipa suddenly uttered a series of extremely loud, loud and high-pitched sonograms, which made Xie Liancheng's ear drums slightly itchy. He couldn't help but raised his eyes, the woman on the stage clearly hung the Pipa in her hands, but still burst out fierce fairy sounds under her slender fingers. She danced while playing, but her figure became more and more light and tactful. wind.

"She is—" Shen Changan in the audience seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be asking everyone in the hall.

"It's a rebound pipa! A rebound pipa!" Wu Zidu sighed first, stroking his palms, "Wonderful, it's really wonderful!"

Everyone here knows that there is a ten-meter-long mural in Langya Temple that depicts the four great beauties in history. The first picture is a picture of a rebounding pipa with a beautiful woman flying to the sky and dancing with fairy music. There have been dancers who tried to imitate the scene in the painting, but to dance this dance is not only a masterful dance, but also a good pipa. It's not that no one has jumped out, but all of them don't paint tigers as anti-dogs, only the appearance is not like a god. However, this girl Taoyao could actually simulate Feitian's smart dance in an instant when rebounding the pipa stunt, which is really amazing.

When the pseudonym Taoyao Jiang Xiaolou performed the stunt of rebounding the pipa-so, the entire Guose Tianxianglou was envious, and time seemed to stop passing. Everyone opened their mouths to look at the dancers on stage, completely forgetting Language.

Jiang Xiaolou never paid attention to the vibrations in the audience. Her dancing posture was getting faster and faster, sometimes turning around, sometimes moving lightly, the sound of pipa, the dancing posture was gorgeous, like a enchanting peony, madly gorgeous and boiling the viewer. The whole body's blood and all the carelessness were torn to pieces in her dance. She was as brilliant as a haze, radiant and eye-catching.

When everyone was dumbfounded by the dance, Jiang Xiaolou suddenly threw the Pipa, and Wang He caught it, hugged Pipa and looked at her blankly, almost stunned.

She flicked her arm gently to remove the golden ring on her arm, and the folded sleeves suddenly spread out. Her dancing posture changed rapidly, from high-pitched to soft, from fierce to elegant. It was the second long picture on the beauty picture. Song sleeves. In an instant, she had vividly demonstrated the four scenes of kingfisher facing the water, dreaming about dragons, shadows of weeping lotus, and flying snow in the murals. The change of dance posture and the gentle rhythm are extremely light. Extremely graceful and elegant.

Shen Changan's eyes straightened: "Look at her dancing, it's like a rebirth of a long song on the mural!"

Wu Zi nodded again and again: "It is a poem and a dance, which is rare in the world."

After a while, Jiang Xiaolou smiled slightly, raised his head to tear his sleeves, and changed his dance steps again in full view. Her body swayed and twisted with the movements of her footsteps, like clouds in the sky, and like a squiggle of water, more like waves constantly beating on the coast, as if the fairy in the dragon palace was dancing on the waves, and she just danced. The dance is smooth and joyful, and it is full of the aura of "Take Lai, Lingbo Dance".

"It's the third Yuntang's Lingbo Dance!" Grandpa Wei in the box narrowed his eyes.

When everyone was fascinated and drunk, the accompaniment of the melodious piano suddenly changed to a cold flute, which became gloomy and depressed. Jiang Xiaolou turned around and suddenly faded away from a golden dress, revealing the soft white clouds inside. Her white clothes instantly danced like a fallen leaf in the autumn breeze, so beautiful and heartbreaking.

She is now dressed in white, and the contrast is very strong with the brocade clothes.

On the brightly lit stage, she stood facing the wind, dressed in graceful clothes. The open fingers are like lotus flowers, and the slender arms are like lotus vines, constantly pulling, but they are constantly separating.

This sorrowful and lingering solo dance uses graceful body language to express the sorrow of a clear and water-like soul after falling into despair, like spring snow under the warm sun, like clear dew on the petals, reflecting life in a short time The last beauty.

Everyone saw the liveliness and fragrance in front of them, swaying, as if seeing the most beautiful brocade cut to pieces, the clear lotus flower was crumpled, and the darkness slowly swallowed the last beauty... Her dance was silent and unfavorable. The spirits of the dead flowers come and go one after another.

This dance is singing, wailing, pain, and sigh. The fragrance of lotus is exuding, the fragrance that has been lingering on the murals for thousands of years, the pride of three thousand beloved, and the hatred of suffering from the misfortune of life.

Everyone surrendered to the end in this beautiful despair and gorgeous mood, everyone opened their eyes to the end.

The story of Lianyi is not a legend, she has come, and on this stage, it is the real Lianyi!

Everyone looked at it, and there was a sudden tear in his eyes when someone was caught by this dance.

Only Xie Liancheng stared blankly, as if looking into Jiang Xiaolou's heart.

She is so splendid and beautiful, but Xie Liancheng clearly sees the sorrow deep in the bones lingering in that splendid beauty.

Desperate, sad, grief and anger, as if trying to break free from everything but being bound to death. Covered with scars but still arrogant and arrogant, deep in feminine despair, deep resentment.

When everyone was completely forgetful, the sound of the flute suddenly broke, and Jiang Xiaolou's body fell like a cloud. She crawled slowly on the ground, like a mandarin duck who had lost her lover dying alone.

So peaceful, harmonious and quiet, so isolated from the world.

Jiang Xiaolou's long eyelashes hung down, hiding the feelings in his eyes.

Xie Liancheng's eyes moved slightly, and he muttered to himself: "It is the death of Lianyi."

Feitian, Changge, Yunshang, and Lianyi are the four beauties in the Langya Temple murals. Feitian is rebellious and gorgeous and rebounds the pipa; the long song is light and elegant, and the sleeves are allure; the clouds are elegant and free, and the Lingbo microsteps; plus the last The death of a beautiful but tragic lotus clothes is about the unique dance of four peerless beauties, and it is also their splendid but distinctive life.

Jiang Xiaolou is short, fat and thin, changing at any time, and his style and attitude are extremely lifelike. It takes a moment for everyone to see the four stunning beauties who have long gone with the wind, and satisfy all the man’s fantasies. How romantic and pleasant!

I don't know how many beautiful father-in-law Wei has seen, and after seeing Jiang Xiaolou's dance, he can't say anything. After a long, long time, he sighed and said: "I have nothing to say. I never thought that a person could gather the beauty of the world and embrace the demon of the world. I have never seen such a wonderful performance, such a woman, how can it be? Falling into the dust?"

Xie Liancheng stared at Jiang Xiaolou with a thoughtful look.

Wang He, who is still holding the pipa madly, muttered to himself: "With this beauty, doesn't it mean that the beauty of the world is in his arms!"

Everyone was awakened suddenly, and they realized that they had forgotten to applaud, and the roof was almost overturned by a moment of warm applause.

At this moment, the door of the box on the second floor painted with rich and precious begonia suddenly opened, and a man in purple wandered out. This person has a jade face and vermilion lips, and his eyes are like a smile but not a smile, like an aversion but not a anger.

The bewitching eyes, thin lips, charming smile, one glance and one small smile, are breathtakingly stunning, and they are unique in the world with their gorgeous and gloomy temperament.

There is a mysterious power in him, which makes people can't help being attracted and confused. That is the fragrant poppy, that is the blade that quenches poison, that is the ecstasy of ecstasy, which is breathtakingly calm.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, he was so gorgeous and dazzling that his surroundings suddenly faded.

In an instant, the whole hall of admiration stopped abruptly, and it was extremely silent.

Jiang Xiaolou raised his head, only glanced at it, and a huge wave was set off in his heart. Even if the sky and the earth were torn apart, even if the sea was flowing back, she would never forget this person.

Zi Yihou, Xiao Guanxue.

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