Chapter 11: Meeting Baoyu

Inside and outside the Oriole Pavilion, it was lively at this time.

Behind the big willow tree, there is a row of tiled houses, which are usually inhabited by people in the market. At this time, the willows on the moon, the common people saw the lanterns on the opposite avenue, the wine flag fluttering, and from the outside to see the lanterns hanging on the eaves, the archway hanging gold medals, to pick up the flowers red willow green, they guessed that tonight this is a distinguished guest. They were the first to think that the momentum of this Listening to the Oriole Pavilion was very popular, far outpacing the gossip group of the Ni Xiang Pavilion opposite.

I can't help but think that the peanuts and fresh fruits, the needles and threads, and the rickshaws are all gathered on the side of the avenue, thinking that they are here to do some business for individual customers.

The hall in the hall is brightly lit, and it is even more lively to salute and salute, order food and call for wine, and staggered.

Xiao Qingwen, who was busy shuttling, walked around on the sidewalk, she served tea and soup, and constantly took care of the guests.

Even if she was so busy, she couldn't spare her curiosity, and looked at the rostrum from time to time. There, the prefect is dressed in civilian clothes, but he does not lose his neat and dignified appearance, and on his right, there is an old man in official uniform.

Beside the prefect, sat as quiet as the full moon - Miss Xiyue, who was pouring wine, and seemed to be responding to the prefect's topic...... The male guests below the chairman and at the scattered table turned their heads one by one, without hiding their admiration.

The moon girl sat between the prefect and his right guest, her eyes bright and beautiful, and she was another radiant.

On the big stage opposite, the gong has been sounded. Xiao Qingwen was born in the drama troupe and grew up in the drama troupe, so she naturally understands. Banhu sounded a loud singing board, and the audience applauded, and then, bangzi, flute, sanxian, bandrum, board, big gong, cymbal, hand gong, small cymbal, bell, tanggu, flower pot drum, and suona all went into battle......

The opening of the sonic boom house seemed to tear open the heavy curtain of the dark night for a long time, and make a bright scene prosperous and joyful. The performers on the stage are really young and tender like bamboo shoots, and they are all wearing green and white moon clothes, and they are all wearing green and white moon clothes, and they are able to play vigorously and unrestrainedly, and they are skillful and skillful......

It is the time when the guests are in their ears, the wine is spicy, and the joy is up, and it is also the time when Qingwen is busy, running before and after, and taking care of the four times.

At this moment, Wei Xiaobao, who had no eyesight, walked through the crowd again, jumped in front of Qingwen, shook his head and said, "Qingwen, I'm worrying for you......"

Qingwen was wiping the spilled wine on the table, without raising her head, and replied loudly in the noisy crowd: "What the hell are you doing?! ”

Wei Xiaobao said: "Look at it, these girls seem to be very popular, the top brand has the appearance of the top brand, and the Tsing Yi Hua Dan has its own position, but the flowers are not red for a hundred days, unlike our rough old men......"

Qingwen was busy, while thinking that this bear child had something wrong, and she couldn't blame him for talking endlessly, who let him be born in the Oriole Pavilion, and he was exposed to this pink dust every day.

"If you want me to say, you must have a skill, learn opera, play, and no, you have to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, know how to read and be a girl. ”

Qingwen raised her head and glanced at Wei Xiaobao, this drooping child really talked about her sore spot: What is the way to survive, this is a problem.

Xiaobao rolled his eyes, as if he saw Qingwen's heart, and hurriedly continued: "To be honest, that boy over there, let me bring you a message after making money." ”

Qingwen glared angrily and said, "Xiaobao, Xiaobao, just remembered your benefits, you came here! Shengsheng is going to sell me, isn't it?! ”

Wei Xiaobao was not afraid of Qingwen getting angry, licked his face, continued to follow behind, and said, "Second Master Bao's family is really good, and it is also a way out." Sister, think about it......"

Qingwen turned her head and glanced at the back of the distinguished guest, from the beginning to the present, that kid has been staring at herself without blinking......

I saw that the young man who was called Bao Erye by Wei Xiaobao had a golden crown in his hair, a stone blue flower and eight groups of forged spike gowns, his sideburns were like a knife, his eyebrows were like ink paintings, his nose was like a hanging gall, and his eyes were like autumn waves......

It's just that the eyes that seem to be angry and laughing, and the crazy and stubborn eyes, let Qingwen see it, and immediately know that she is being targeted by a person who is not worried about food and clothing.

At this time, the prefect stood up, and for a while, the gongs, drums, chimes and cymbals were all quiet.

The prefect had a sassy beard and a straight waist, and bowed solemnly to the old man on the right seat, and said: "Greetings to Lord Jia, it is really a pot of turbid wine to meet happily. ”