It's night, Pingkangfang.

Fifty women rushed back in a row by Li Yi Zhuangzi, a few women danced lightly, and others waited for the soundtrack.

"Hongchen is ridiculous, infatuation is the most boring, and it's okay to be empty-eyed." The dancer slowly spreads her long sleeves and swings her body like a willow.

"This life is over, but my heart is no longer disturbed, I just want to exchange for half a lifetime." The beauty bends her waist, steps on the lotus step, and tosses and turns.

"When I wake up, I smile at people, I forget all about my dreams, and I sigh that it gets dark too early." The pretty face lowered her eyes and looked back.

"The next life is unpredictable, love and hate are written off, and I just want to be happy until I am old." The women circled like butterflies, with delicate faces and tears in their eyes.

"No matter how cold the wind is, I don't want to escape, no matter how beautiful the flowers are, I don't want to let me sway~~~~" The dancer's range of movements suddenly increased, and more instruments joined in.

Countless people watching were in an uproar and stood up one after another.

"The higher the sky, the smaller the heart, regardless of how much cause and effect there is, drunk alone ~~~" The dancers were laughing, laughing so pitifully.

"Cry today, laugh tomorrow, don't ask anyone to understand, proud~~~" The dancer's chest straightened, and she really looked proud.

"The song is singing, the dance is dancing, the long night is long and unconscious, and the happiness is looking for ......" More musical instruments are added, and the dancers move back and want to say goodbye.

The person who stood up listened stupidly at the moment, what tune? Why is this happening?

Blending a kind of softness and rigidity together, charming with stubbornness, unyielding under the pressure of red dust, a woman's heart and appearance are vividly displayed.

"There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent. A smile captivates the city, and then a smile captivates the country. Rather than know the city and the country? Beauty is rare! Someone remembered the poem and recited it.

"Yes, it is the beauty who is peerless and independent, and this song is full of feminine softness and fortitude." Others echoed in amazement.

"I've never heard such a tune, but why is it so moving?"

"What kind of drum is the soundtrack, which makes people tremble at once."

"After the flute is sung in front, it is so comfortable to appear slowly."

"Who made the tune? I want to know. ”

"The words are good, when that pride is sung, my heart is drunk."

Many people talked, and then threw things up, and there were gold nuggets inside, wrapped in silk handkerchiefs, with names and addresses in the middle of a note.

It's more about throwing cloth, what silk, satin, yarn.

Just like Bai Juyi's pipa line 'I don't know how many red silk is a song', red silk is actually money, much more expensive than ordinary silk silk, throw it up.

Everyone who led the dance and singing before thanked them and said: "This song is called Xiao Hongchen, and the lyrics and songs are all given by Li Yi and Li Dongzhu on the bank of the Bashui River in the east of the city. I'm going back tomorrow, and those who are destined to enjoy it tonight. ”

There are many people below who have flinched, they can't afford to play, and they will enjoy it together, fifty everyone, how much money do you need to order a single point?

And people don't accompany them, they just sing, dance, and chat.

But they don't go, to see who has the money.

"Who is Li Yi? I'm not convinced! "There are newcomers clamoring.

"Li Yi Li of the Three Character Classic." Someone told.

"A drop of hard to find the fragrance of soy sauce Li Proprietor."

"The smelly and strange smell of Li Dongzhu all over the house."

"Boiled round eggs."

"Flowing water and flowers are gone, heaven and earth."

Everyone was very enthusiastic, and gave the newcomer popular science, telling him who was Li Yi and Li Dongzhu, no one was seen, but his name was spread in the rivers and lakes.

"Third brother, Brother Yi is crazy." Li Chengqi, who was also in the crowd, said to Li Longji.

Queen Wang was also there, covering her mouth and smiling, her big eyes blinking.

She ran out with Li Longji, saying that she was going to heaven and earth to eat, but she felt that it was not lively enough, so she ran to Pingkangfang.

Li Longji clinged to her, anyway, she slept enough during the day, and Brother Yi said that if you want to maintain a good mood, then take a stroll.

As a result, I encountered this incident, and I laughed at Hongchen with a song, and I really laughed at Hongchen.

"Third brother, I bet to ask Brother Yi, and Brother Yi will definitely say that it was not him who did it, but copied someone else." Li Chengqi said with a smile.

Queen Wang nodded: "That's right, I killed and buried it again." ”

Li Longjiwaner, who is very familiar with music, has to admit that this song and lyrics are good.

He smiled and said, "I never thought that Brother Yi still has such an elegant taste, it must be that the land has been planted, and everything that should be harvested has been collected." ”

Queen Wang smiled again, whatever you want, you can farm the land, and my uncle has a heart that is unwilling to farm.

"San Lang, if this song is worth it?" Queen Wang did not shy away from pulling Li Longji's hand and asked.

Others are not pulling, holding and hugging too much, this is Pingkangfang.

"If Brother Yi does it, he can't get it." Li Longji gave a vague price.

Look at who did it, Brother Yi is not short of money, begging him to do it, 10,000 depends on whether he wants to do it or not.

At this time in the Tang Dynasty, poetry was also considered currency, which could be directly exchanged for things and sold for money.

Just like Li Yi's time, good lyrics and good songs are sold for money, and then the soundtrack is also money.

But the difference is that now poems can be traded directly, buy a big fat pig, write a poem, and the pig seller asks someone if it's good, and if it's good, he agrees.

Then this poem belongs to the pig seller, and he can be used to show off, and I bought it, and wrote it specifically for me, and when I say this poem in the future, I will have my name.

If you eat in a restaurant, the owner sees a group of people chanting poems there, and thinks that the level is high, so he asks for a poem, and the meal money is free, and sometimes he has to give money.

The higher the status, the higher the price.

For example, a certain official of Li Yi at that time wrote: Today, I came to eat, the food was very good, I like it......

A pear blossom is written in style, free orders, money, good poetry, and good writing.

If you don't have any fame, tell the boss, I'll write you one: three points of autumn water and seven points of color, half of the lake smoke and rain and half of the lake sorrow.

The boss slapped it over, what kind of bullshit, poor and crazy? Stunned? Take the money, or call the police.

Today's Datang is not, if the big officials dare to write the pear flower body, they will be impeached tomorrow, and they will make trouble with me? You can be shameless, but I have to live.

"Sister Yan, is this song for sale?" Everyone who has Nanqu is now discussing with the leader of fifty women and wants to buy it.

The women's leader shook her head: "Sister Sha, you can't sell it, it was Li Dongzhu who worked hard to write it for our sisters." ”

The woman who wanted to buy it left regretfully, knowing that everyone was Nanqu, and it was not a bad thing.

The middle song looked at it and wanted to refill the lyrics with the song.

Beiqu's: Let's just take a look, we don't compete with lyrics and songs, our little sisters just help the little brothers go to bed and get a good night's sleep.

Li Yi didn't know what was going on in Pingkangfang, and he slept peacefully.

Then I had nightmares and woke up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat, which was uncomfortable.

How to say that feeling, a lot of negative emotions, the more I think about it, the more disturbing it becomes.

In his depression, he put on his clothes, took a horn, and went to the outside of the camp where Yu Lin Fei rode out.

The night was cool, but the moon was so bright that it suppressed the light of the stars.

Walking some distance, he cats, slowed his steps, and then ......

Seeing the patrolling soldiers, the soldiers also saw him, he gestured, and the soldiers nodded helplessly.

Then he shouted into the loudspeaker: "Enemy attack~~"

The whole camp ...... The sparrow was silent, as if he hadn't shouted.

The sentry shrugged his shoulders, meaning Li Dongzhu, you rush to the camp to try?

Li Yi shook his head, I'm stupid, I'm all ready over there.

However, he was pleased with the results of his training, and even in the event of a surprise attack, the camp remained quiet.

He believed that the people inside had woken up and had been given the weapons around them.

This is a conditioned reflex, devil training is not a joke, whoever speaks out will be wasted.

"It's okay, I just have an itchy throat, just shout, I'll go back." Li Yi chose to retreat.

"Li Dongzhu walks slowly." The sentry said, and then the dark sentry also got up from the side and signaled to Li Yi that everyone was okay.