Song Hai, who was sitting in the lobby of the inn drinking, was agonizing over where to find new sources. He was in the capital for a few days, but after all, it was the first time he went to the capital, and many things were not clear. Two merchants came in from outside the door and sat at the next table before eating. Originally, there was nothing wrong, Song Hai was just curious to listen to a few more words of small talk between them, only to hear them say how good Xianglou was that day, which made him curious for a while, so he stopped the shopkeeper who served food for the two merchants.

"Little second brother stays. I'm asking you something. Song Hai stopped the shopkeeper and asked.

"Guest officer, you ask, the little one knows everything and says everything." The shopkeeper replied.

Song Hai lowered his voice slightly and asked, "What Tianxiang Mansion did the two of you talk about just now, I don't know what place it is." ”

"It seems that the guest officer is coming to the capital for the first time, Tianxianglou is the largest and most luxurious gentle township in the capital, dignitaries, literati, and knights are all frequent visitors in Tianxianglou."

"Gentle Township? Isn't that the Green House! Song Hai spoke very bluntly.

That's true, but it's not entirely true. The small ones also listened to those merchants and guests who had been to Tianxiang Lou say that there are all kinds of beauties in Tianxiang Lou, and it is okay to talk about scriptures and Taoism, and it is okay to sing and dance lightly. Those girls all know how to play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and everyone can recite poems and write poems. And ・・・・・・ and ・・・・・・"

"Listening to you say this, Tianxianglou is still an elegant place, you go on, what else?"

The shopkeeper was stumbling, wanting to speak and stopping, as if he was hesitating to say what to say next, Song Hai was curious when he heard it, and hurriedly urged him to continue. I saw that the shopkeeper spread his hands and seemed to be asking Song Hai for silver. Song Hai comprehended and took out a small piece of broken silver and gave it to him. "Guest officer, this elegant thing is naturally very good, but this romantic thing between men and women, the girls of Tianxianglou are also in their own way. Hehe, I heard that there were scholars who went to Beijing to catch the exam, lingered on the incense couch of the girl in Tianxianglou, spent all their money to catch the exam, and wanted to spend ** with the girl, but he was killed. ”

In this way, Tianxianglou seems to be a harmful place. That is out of the way, can Tianxianglou still open? ”

"My guest officer, there are so many dignitaries and dignitaries who enter and leave Tianxiang Building, who dares to seal it. Besides, there are so many people coming and going from the south to the north in Tianxianglou, and the confidential news from all over the place is gathered there, which is even better than our big city. Listening to the last words of the shopkeeper, Song Hai was happy in his heart, he originally wanted to find another place to inquire about the news, Tianxianglou happened to be a place to go, it was to step on the iron shoes and find nowhere to go, so it took no effort to get there. Song Hai still had to ask a few more questions, but he couldn't help but look for the shopkeeper to greet the guests. Song Hai couldn't keep people, and he didn't force him to continue, so he made up his mind to pay attention to Tianxianglou in the afternoon.

Walking through the streets and alleys, passing the archway street, it will be the boundary of Tianxianglou for a while. The two-storey gatehouse is not high, and the doors and windows are much more refined than elsewhere. On the second floor, the plaque with the words "Tianxiang Building" was hung high, letting Song Hai know that he had come to the right place. Before I came, I heard that Tianxianglou was different from other gentle townships, and the gatehouse in front of me was different from other houses in Fang Street. In this song and dance workshop, fat powder street, and fireworks land, there is silence in motion, and there is a bit of elegance in silence, and you can't find the same anywhere else.

Before he could enter the door, two petite and lovely young women greeted Song Haihai, and one naturally took his hand and led him into the building. Listening to the two of them, one is named Xiangming and the other is named Cui Ping, both of them speak standard official dialect, they speak better than Song Hai, they have no accent at all, and it is not difficult to communicate with them. Song Hai was puzzled and asked, "Are the two of you both from Jingzhao?" ”

Xiangming and Cui Ping shook their heads for a moment, indicating that they were not.

"It's not from the vicinity of the capital, why is the official speaking so good?" Song Hai asked again.

"Kan Gongzi is not a Jingzhao person, and he speaks official words very well." The two laughed as they spoke. When Song Hai heard her say this, he was embarrassed to answer for a while, and he blushed a little. Xiangming and Cui Ping saw him blushing, and they felt even more funny and laughed even more. The two took Song Hai to a tea room and sat down, cooked tea and burned incense, and then came back to sit down with Song Hai.

"How do you know I'm from out of town?"

"Who doesn't know that our mother Li has the strictest requirements for girls, no matter where the girls in the building come from, the first thing is to change their dialect accent and learn to speak official language. When Childe asked us just now, we knew that you were coming to the capital for the first time from other places. Xiangming looked a little older, so she replied first.

Song Hai only knew the reason after hearing this, and praised them again and again for being smart. The two laughed stupidly again, saying that Song Hai was strange, it must be the first time to come to a place like them, let him put his body at ease and not be too nervous. Entering the door is full of guests, and here you are home. that they came to serve him, even though they were commanded. The words of Xiangming and Cui Ping made Song Hai's discomfort when he first arrived almost subsided. He thought to himself that the first time he came here to inquire about the news, it would be better to have more contact with the girls of Tianxianglou, they were familiar with each other, and it sounded convenient.

Xiangming got up and began to make tea for Song Hai, Cui Ping asked: "The first time Gongzi came to Tianxianglou, why don't you let me play a song for you, and listen to the song while drinking tea?" Song Hai nodded in agreement. Cui Ping's famous little girl arranged the place, took the pipa herself, and then asked Song Hai what song he wanted to listen to.

Song Hai didn't know anything about piano and music at all, but when Cui Ping said this, it was not easy to excuse herself, so she just let her play her favorite song on weekdays. Cui Ping agreed, and the slender jade hand stroked the string and played.

The music is suddenly fast, suddenly slow; Suddenly strong, suddenly weak, as if there are thousands of troops and horses in the sound, and like two armies facing each other, the sound moves the heavens and the earth, if the roof tiles falls, it seems that there are golden drums, swords and crossbows, and the sound of men and horses......

The tune stops abruptly, and the weather is quiet and tense. Suddenly, it rose again, like a hand-to-hand encounter, swords and guns hit each other, and the breath was short. The sound of horses' hooves, swords and shouts are intertwined and undulating, shocking. Then the music suddenly stopped, and there was silence. After a while, the voice sounded again. It is as if there is a voice of grief and confusion, but I don't know what it is; It is as if there is a desolate and tragic song, and I don't know who sang it; There was the sound of falling into Daze, and the sound of cavalry chasing; There is the sound of drawing swords and killing oneself, and there are sounds of killing and trampling each other.

The rhythm of the melody is scattered, the same tone is repeated, and the rhythm is as tight as the alternation of horses' hooves; Then there is a tragic melody, and finally the music comes to an abrupt end.

The sound of the pipa showed the life-and-death scene of the fierce battle between the two armies in front of Song Hai's eyes. The song made Song Hai's heart sometimes excited, sometimes frightened, and when he played the sad tone, his eyes would be filled with tears, which was deeply moving.