These two little sissies are really worthy of being gatekeepers, they have read countless people, and after five years, they can still remember!

It seems that the illiterate Zong Shu back then behaved too scum here, and he impressed the people in the brothel too much.

Today, if I want to see Master Li, I can't. Next time, let's come back in disguise.

Zong Shu turned his head and left, but was stopped by Li Shaoyan: "Brother Shaoyan, you have come here, how can you say that you can leave?" ”

Just now, when Zong Shu reported his home, he pretended to be Li Shaoyan. Li Shaoyan also cooperated, it was really good!

By the way, Li Shaoyan is a veteran of finding flowers and folding willows, maybe he has something to do with these two girls.

A girl said: "Two sons, you don't even know the most popular lyrics and songs at the moment, I don't think you have to go in, right?" ”

Another girl prompted: ", it's the beginning of a song, don't you know?" ”

"You mean to say that as long as you know the word, you can go in?" Zong Shu asked strangely.

The girl glanced at Zong Shu disdainfully: "As long as you recite the second half of the sentence, it can prove that the son is an elegant person, and he can naturally get in." ”

My God, a brothel, no matter how advanced it is, it is also a brothel, there are still a lot of tricks, and there are also incisions such as the Heavenly King and the Tiger and the River Demon of Pagoda Town.

"I see, let me come first, rolling the Yangtze River East Passing Water, right?" Li Shaoyan was excited, he would have memorized this word a long time ago.

I don't know where Zong Shu copied this poem, which has swept the entire capital.

Even such smoke willow alleys are being sung.

"Childe, you can enter." The girl made a gesture of invitation to Li Shaoyan.

Another girl said, "Li Gongzi, it's your turn." Just now, this boy said a sentence, if you want to enter, at least one more sentence. ”

Zong Shu smiled and said: "Rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water, ** hollowing out heroes." ”

A young lady said angrily: "Obviously, the waves are sweeping away the heroes, you can't go in if you don't carry it right." ”

Li Shaoyan smiled, can Zong Shu carry this guy? That's what this word came from!

However, this guy changed the content of the word to hollowed out the hero, which is really too suitable for this Qinglou brothel!

"Li Gongzi, you are really talented, please come in." After the other girl finished speaking, she ate and laughed.

Of course, before entering, he had to pay for silver, twenty taels per person, and Li Shaoyan happily took Zong Shu's share.

I haven't seen Master Li yet, so I paid for the ticket first.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Zong Shu tore off the free scarf on his head and covered his face.

The words of "Linjiang Immortal" are so popular, and Zong Shu once won Lin Lingsu in school in public, there should be many people who know him.

In case I saw Master Li and bumped into Huizong, how embarrassing.

When I entered the courtyard, I saw a stage with about 20 tables underneath, and although it was cold, there were still many people sitting.

In the center of the stage, a woman in red is playing a soothing tune.

Most of the people below were dressed as scholars, playing tunes and drinking small wine.

From time to time, there are women shuttling around, peddling some snacks and dried fruits.

Seeing the appearance, the scribes couldn't help but put their hands up and down, silently rubbing some oil, or hugging it.

Some of the women struggled on their own, some half-pushed and half-pushed, and at most they whispered a few times, and the whole yard seemed lively but not noisy, warm but not crazy.

The woman who was playing the piano looked ordinary, but she didn't expect it to be Master Li.

Li Shaoyan's attention was not on the stage, but he rolled his eyes and looked at the women shuttling back and forth.

A pot of wine and some snacks were placed on the table, and Zong Shu took a sip, the wine was too low and muddy.

Listening to the sound again, there is no change in rhythm, and it sounds extremely boring.

Zong Shu sat a little anxious, looking left and right, there was no shadow of Master Li, so he stood up and asked, "Hey, Master Li for a while, will you still come out?" If you don't come out, Young Master Ben is gone! ”

There was silence in the courtyard. The woman playing the piano on stage also stopped. Everyone turned their attention to Zong Shu.

"This son, whether the master comes out or not, it depends on her mood, you call her, I'm afraid she won't come out." A scribe next to him said.

Damn, so dragged?

We bought tickets to come in, and it cost money to drink and eat food, isn't the consumer God?

"It depends on her mood? If she doesn't come out, isn't the silver thrown away in vain? Are you worthy of consumers? Zong Shu shouted.

The woman playing Yaoqin looked at Zong Shu, very strange, she came here to play, she still covered her face, and she was afraid of being seen?

"This son, don't be impatient." The woman turned around and entered the inner hall.

Li Shaoyan was fascinated by the girls who were turning around just now, and then he found that Zong Shu was still masked, and this guy was pretending to be him everywhere Li Shaoyan, and it seemed that he was going to pretend to be the end today.

"The teacher girl, Xiao Ke's surname is Zong, and her single name is a Shu character. I've heard the girl's name for a long time, can you show up? Li Shaoyan stood up and shouted in the direction of the inner hall.

Zong Shu? Someone in the hall exclaimed.

A few girls approached in small steps, with little stars in their eyes, and surrounded Li Shaoyan: "Gongzi Zong, is it really you?" ”

"It's me, it's me, it's me." Li Shaoyan chuckled.

"Young Master Zong, you are better than Song Yu, you are better than Pan An, and the slave family is admired." A woman looked at Li Shaoyan with a typical fan girl expression.

No, just Li Shaoyan's obscene appearance that hasn't grown, and he still looks better than Pan An?

When Pan An heard this, he definitely lifted the coffin board and came out to fight with him.

The aesthetic point of view of the Great Song Dynasty is too problematic.

"Young Master Zong, two victories over the national teacher and a big defeat over the Jinren, it's so good!" A scribe said.

As soon as the scribe said this, everyone in the hall arched their hands towards Li Shaoyan.

Zong Shu really didn't expect that he would have such a high reputation in this kind of fireworks willow lane.

"Young Master Zong, please come with me, you can choose how you want to play." A woman who looked like a steward said: "In the future, Young Master Zong will come, and everything will be free." ”

Li Shaoyan glanced at Zong Shu proudly, what's the benefit of you pretending to be me? Look at me pretending to be you, how nice.

"Haha, Brother Shaoyan, I'll go first, you play slowly." How could Li Shaoyan let go of this kind of opportunity to be white and went with the others.

"Fleur doesn't come out of the water, and she calls herself a hero in vain! Go straight to the Huanglong Mansion, don't admit it. Zong Shu waved at Li Shaoyan and said.

The people present are all regulars here, and they all smile when they hear it.

The woman in red who had just turned back to the inner hall came out, looked at Zong Shu and said, "Tonight, the senior girl, only one guest is invited to enter the curtain." ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, please make a poem, with the theme of drinking, which not only has the beauty of mountains, rivers and valleys, but also fits the wind and moon of the moment." The woman in red is out of the question.

The scribes are also quick to think, and the words they make are good, and in this era, everyone is a master of lyrics.

It seems that there is no reaction in the inner hall, can't these words enter the eyes of Master Li?

In order to see Master Li, Zong Shu had to use Li Qingzhao's "Dream Order":

"I often remember the twilight of the Creek Pavilion, and I don't know the way back. Returning to the boat at night, he strayed into the depths of the lotus flower. Fighting, fighting, startling a shoal of gulls and herons. ”

A scribe provoked a thorn: "This word is not a good word, it is not a good word." ”

Wouldn't it, Li Dacai's words, they can't even look down on them?

Zong Shu stood up and groaned: "I often remember the twilight of Xiting, and I am drunk and don't know the way back. Returning to the boat at night, straight into the depths of the grass. Teacher, teacher, spend tonight with me. ”

The scribes couldn't help laughing, this guy didn't look very old, but he could be a hooligan.

After a while, the woman in red walked down and said to Zong Shu, "Gongzi Li, please come with me." ”

Got in so easily? To be Master Li's only guest tonight?

Zong Shu immediately followed the woman in red and walked inside, and was about to see Master Li, and his heart was really fluttering.