When I Crossed the Glory of the King

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Before the song and dance performance started, there were so many people in the dance hall, and it was silent.

Lin Hao was amazed at the silent scene of these hundreds of people.

Everyone is so conscious?

After carefully observing the people in the dance hall, he found that there were still many rich people and few common people.

Those who come to enjoy the cabaret show are, after all, the well-to-do.

How can the ordinary people at the bottom of Chang'an have such a leisurely mood?

After being well received by the service staff, Lin Hao sat in the closest position to the stage.

This location is superb, and you can enjoy the performances of every singing and dancing girl up close.

"Ok?"

Suddenly he felt someone watching him.

Lin Hao looked around, looking for the pair of eyes hidden in the dark.

When he saw the red-haired boy in the corner below the stage in the distance, not only his heart trembled.

This is Pei Qinhu!

From returning to Chang'an to the present, it is precisely said that this is the first time he has met members of the Yaotian organization.

As for the rabbit-eared Gongsunli staring at the rabbit-eared Gongsunli from the city gate, the distance is too far to be ignored.

Your son was also placed in the front row, but still behind Lin Hao.

"Stinky boy, don't even think about getting out of here safely today!"

Lowering his voice, the young master threatened behind him.

How can Lin Hao be afraid of the intimidation of a mere son?

He doesn't care at all.

"Please keep quiet, tonight's performance will begin immediately."

A shy girl with cat ears came onto the stage and bowed nervously to the crowd.

This girl with cat ears is also very beautiful, but she doesn't seem to be very old.

It is estimated that he is only fifteen years old, and he is still the most shy and budding age.

The venue fell silent instantly, and no one dared to say anything more.

A plump, well-proportioned beauty in green clothes swayed gently with lotus steps.

She gracefully walked onto the stage.

The next moment, the audience stood up and cheered, applauding enthusiastically.

Lin Hao was even more shocked.

He stared at the veiled pipa singer.

"Yang Yuhuan?"

He couldn't help whispering.

Unexpectedly, the second Yaotian organization member he met was Yang Yuhuan.

I have to say that Yang Yuhuan is indeed beautiful and has a super good figure.

But she is a little older, Lin Hao just appreciates the beauty.

Yang Yuhuan caught sight of him in the crowd because he was sitting in the front row.

And he was the only one in the audience who didn't stand up and applaud.

"The Lin Hao that Hu mentioned should be him." Yang Yuhuan thought to himself.

Jingle Bell……

While thinking, Yang Yuhuan plucked the strings, and the sound was clear and sweet.

Even the tuned sound before playing is still like the sound of nature.

Traveling from the real world to the Land of Kings, Lin Hao has heard more beautiful music than others.

So I was not touched by a few tunings.

The audience kept quiet again, waiting quietly for Yang Yuhuan to play the pipa.

"Chunjiang Flower Moonlight Night."

Yang Yuhuan's red lips parted slightly, and she spoke five words.

Too bad she was covered with a veil so no one could see her talking.

Even Lin Hao only vaguely recognized her through the veil.

After finishing speaking, Yang Yuhuan plucked the strings and began to play the music.

This is a very famous repertoire, and it can be said to be a compulsory repertoire for singers of the Tang Dynasty.

But it is this kind of familiar repertoire that can show the musical quality of a singer.

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The revolving shaft plucks the strings three or two times, and there is love before it becomes a tune.

Yang Yuhuan's piano sound is really pleasant to the ear.

Famous songs played, refreshing.

If Lin Hao kept his eyes closed, he would definitely be immersed in the scene because of the sound of the piano.

Spring River Flower Moon Night, the melody depicts the pleasant spring night river scene.

"Huh? The show started without waiting for my uncle to arrive. You singers are too presumptuous!"

A young man in his twenties broke into the dance hall suddenly.

This man is dressed luxuriously, makes loud noises when he comes in, and doesn't take anyone seriously.

It seemed to him that no one in the entire song and dance hall was more noble than himself.

Even if he made a loud noise, no one dared to say a word.

Yang Yuhuan was unhappy.

She just finished playing the introduction of the piano piece and is about to enter a small climax.

As a result, a self-proclaimed son appeared to make trouble!

Even as a singing and dancing girl, Yang Yuhuan still feels awkward.

"It's An Qingxu, the son of An Lushan, and he's here!"

"Oh my god, it's actually An Qingxu, this is a well-known aristocratic rascal."

"Don't make a sound. If he goes crazy and hacks to death, no one will dare to collect the body."

The audience lowered their heads one after another, peeping fearfully at the nobleman who just broke into the dance hall.

Even Lin Hao couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly, thinking about An Qingxu's identity in his heart.

According to the background story of Wang Wang Dalu, Lin Hao vaguely remembered that An Lushan seemed to have some connection with Cheng Yaojin.

Cheng Yaojin was once an outstanding general of the Tang Empire, with a high position and authority.

Later, Empress Wu Zetian came to power, and Cheng Yaojin was dissatisfied with the complicated attendance system, so he left Chang'an City to work as an inspector.

When Cheng Yaojin came to the northern border of the empire, he discovered that the border general An Lushan had changed, so he started to investigate.

An Lushan is now a powerful general in the Tang Empire.

His son An Qingxu is even more powerful.

"Stinky boy, An Shao is here, see if I don't kill you today!"

The young master sitting behind Lin Hao smiled coldly.

This guy actually got up and walked towards An Qingxu, smiling obsequiously.

"Young Master An, this is the best place, please."

Your son pointed to Lin Hao's seat.

"Didn't you always want to admire Yang Yuhuan's figure? You can see it most clearly there!"

An Qingxu glanced at Mr. Gui, and slapped him across the face.

"Whose turtle son are you?"

With an arrogant look on his face, An Qingxu straightened his collar and said.

The hot face was stuck to the cold butt, and he was slapped.