Chapter 7 Emotions are moving
The noisy Leng Xianglou suddenly quieted down because of the long music, behind the light veil of the arch, there was a person sitting upright, his head hanging slightly did not look at the spectators outside, and the slender ten fingers gently plucked the guqin in front of him, one, two, when the fingers hooked the strings, the sound of the piano stopped, and then, the strings snapped back, and the old bustard of Leng Xianglou walked out of the door with a fat waist twisted with a face full of rouge gouache.
"Ladies and gentlemen, today is the first time that Miss Ji has seen guests after coming to our Lengxiang Building, and the uncles should be a personal match to increase their popularity, as for rewarding, Miss Ji said, feel free. β
"I said Mom, when did you Leng Xianglou get this thing, a new girl entered the door, how could there be a reason to sit behind the white veil and not show the uncles, everyone said, isn't it. β
"Yes, yes, tell the girl to come out and show the masters. β
"Look. β
"Look. β
The first person who spoke looked around triumphantly, saw that the fire was almost over, and said: "If the uncle is satisfied, maybe he will take the money to redeem her and go home, the beauty is like jade, don't touch or look, how can you feel it, hahaha-"
There was a soft sound of "pop-", and the man suddenly felt his breath blocked, covered his neck and coughed violently, and spit out a small bowl of cake from his mouth for a while.
"My girl, who has never sold her art or body, is adrift here, but she is forced to be helpless, and please don't insult each other. A crisp voice like a silver bell sounded from behind the light veil, but I saw a figure standing next to the person sitting upright, through the light veil, faintly emerging, with a graceful and delicate figure, obviously a young girl.
"What a gutsβ" The shouting man rolled his cuffs unconvinced, ready to rush into the tent.
I don't know whether to live or die, the small bowl of cake shot from behind the gauze tent, impartial, and the strength was just right, indicating that the person behind the tent is by no means an ordinary person, and this guy is still rushing in, which is simply humiliating. The little marquis's body squeezed to the front, and with one hand the man's face behind him, the man stumbled, fell to the ground, and suddenly became angry, raised his head and said: "Who? dare to beat Uncle Ben, I don't want to live." Suddenly, he saw a bearded scarred face come up in front of him, and he couldn't help but gasp.
"Uncle, I'm waiting to hear the girl's natural voice, and you chirp crookedly, hum. With a ruffian smile on his face, the little marquis pointed to his scar: "You know." β
That person is also a bully who is afraid of the hard, seeing that there are only two girls inside, in order to earn back face, he thought about making a mess of it, and now he sees such a fierce and vicious man in front of him, so he has no choice but to say: "Okay, I will give this brother a face, don't worry about this girl, bad luck." β
"Dissipate your anger!" The old bustard took advantage of the situation to pull the man up and press him to the stool and sit down: "Okay, okay, listen to the music, I said don't stay still, wait for the uncles to eat and drink, hurry up!"
The little marquis's brows furrowed slightly, and he walked to Nangong Rehe's side and whispered: "Look at it, the person behind the tent, I'm afraid it's not that simple." β
Nangong Rehe patted his face carefully, for fear that as soon as he spoke, he would fall down: "I also think that a dusty woman, there is such a skilled girl beside her, and the master should not be underestimated." Little Hou Ye, don't move!" reached out and gently pressed Xiao Hou Ye's scar, and then, the two of them found that their eyes were shooting like knives.
That's not the case!
Nangong Rehe's hand was raised in the air, embarrassed, not to put it, not to let it go.
All eyes around were focused on the two of them, a man with a beard on his face, and a man with a pockmarked face, touching his face with his ears in the cold incense building, everyone felt a chill, and couldn't help but shiver. Xiao Hou Ye glared at the person in front of him fiercely with a fierce look, Nangong Rehe shrank his neck, turned around and plunged into the crowd. At this moment, the sound of the yarn sounded, and everyone's eyes were once again attracted to the sevenfold light yarn.
The sound of the piano, such as the mountain spring, gurgling water, such as the empty valley yellow warbler, meandering long, reverberating in the brain, seems to be standing between the green mountains and green willows, looking at the vast heaven and earth, and like floating between the void, surrounded by clouds and mist, in the fairyland, forgetting the geometry of the world. Even if he is a temperamental person who lingers on the Fengyue field, he also feels a kind of peace in this music.
I don't know why, but this feeling is surging in the heart of the little marquis, the wonderful person behind the light veil, seems to be using her piano to tell the words in her heart, that is a kind of cravish behind the hidden desire, the sound of the piano, makes the little marquis's heart throb.
When he saw the glint in the eyes of the little marquis, Nangong Rehe secretly said that it was not good.
Although the little marquis is usually stubborn, but in essence, does not belong to the ranks of the gentlemen, he just does what he wants, does not like to be bound, his heart, usually wrapped tightly by a kind of self-protection, he uses the kind of cynicism to keep the people around him away from himself, although he does not say, but he knows that his desire to explore his life experience is far from calming, eager to know, but he does not say anything, and hides his feelings deeply, this kind of person, once he has a heart for something, or a person, then, he will throw himself into it without hesitation, and it will be difficult to retreatγ
When the last note was smoothed out, the man behind the veil stood up and prepared to leave.
"The girl stays, and asks the girl to play another song. "The little marquis is here.
"My girl said that she was tired today, and the judges should be early tomorrow. β
"Girl, please, play another song. The body bent down slightly, and the little marquis gave up his hand and asked again.
"I said, my girl is tired today, this uncle will be early tomorrow. The girl's voice was already impatient, and when the body of the person playing the piano turned back and his footsteps moved lightly, something that even Nangong didn't expect happened, the little marquis's body only bowed, and his body was like an arrow, and he went straight to the seven-fold light veil.
"You are bold-" A coquettish reprimand, the girl in the tent danced with her sleeves, her figure flashed, and she flew out with her fingers on the peach branch on the table, and shot straight towards the little marquis.
Come on, this lord is causing trouble again. Nangong Rehe slammed his feet and pushed away the crowd and was about to step forward.
On the side of the little marquis's body, the peach branch lifted the light yarn with a strong wind, but saw the girl behind the veil, with bright eyes and bright teeth, and moth eyebrows, as glamorous as a peach and plum, although she had an angry face at the moment, it did not affect the charming and graceful at all. Obviously, she didn't expect the little marquis to avoid the peach blossom at such a close distance, and the girl was stunned for a moment, the little marquis had already escaped into the light veil and stood in front of the person who was about to leave.
Those eyes looked at themselves so indifferently, as if what had just happened was just a frolicking of others, and it did not involve him in the slightest.
"Stubborn!" the whisper came out of his mouth, and his slender fingers were raised, reaching out to the side of Xiao Houye's cheek and only flicking it slightly, and the scar on his face was torn off. The nose was filled with a faint fragrance of flowers, and the green silk that was picked up at random brushed by his side with the departure of the master, and the little marquis stood in a daze, until Nangong Rehe walked to his side.
"I want her!"
Nangong Rehe's face was full of surprise, but the little marquis muttered again as if he was distracted: "I want her!"