The tide is thundering in all directions.

The stunning beauty in the center of the stage is like a frightened little fox.

I saw that her big watery eyes widened, and she was blinking, looking at Lu Chengfeng pitifully, with a slightly puzzled look, obviously surprised by his sudden courtesy.

After Lu Chengfeng kissed her jade hand, he suddenly stood up, grabbed her slender waist, and protected her behind him.

The fingertips gently touched her bare waist, as if she had accidentally caught a burning potato, and she felt extremely hot.

I didn't stand so close to her just now, but now between inches, the beauty is on the side, but Lu Chengfeng smells the wisp of fragrance that is even stronger, mixed with the dripping sweat of the Yiren who just danced and retreated, and it has a unique intoxicating flavor.

Lu Chengfeng's heartbeat accelerated again.

But I heard a middle-aged man with a big belly and a fat stomach scolding:

"Stinky boy! Take your dirty hands away from her! Miss Xuanji is mine tonight! ”

Another richly dressed young man gently opened the folding fan in his hand and scolded with a confident smile:

"Oh? You said Miss Xuanji was your person tonight? Did she say yes? People say that the talented and beautiful woman is a good story in the world, just like you, it is not her favorite style at first glance! Miss Xuanji, it's better to obey my son today, okay? ”

"Fuck it! What Lao Tzu has is money! Miss Xuanji, look at me, I am willing to give a thousand taels of silver! ”

The pot-bellied, middle-aged man in gold and silver shouted.

"The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold overnight, and I will make a wish of two thousand!" The richly dressed young man just now put away the folding fan in his hand and smiled slightly.

"You give two thousand taels? Then I'll pay three thousand taels! The middle-aged man shouted again.

"Four thousand taels!" There were people around who followed suit and raised the price.

"I'll give you five thousand taels!" When the young man saw this, he lifted it again and said.

Suddenly, there was silence in the lobby of Tianxiang Building.

Everyone is holding their breath and waiting for the next high bidder to appear.

However, in a moment, the value of that Xuanji girl was already rising, and no one was able to beat her.

As if he had been hit by a golden rain, the old bustard of Tianxianglou covered his big mouth with a handkerchief and giggled, and said loudly:

"I'll count one, two, and three in a while, and I'll go with this noble son tonight!"

Immediately, she began to count, "One! Two! ……”

Seeing that the word "three" was about to land, he was interrupted by a shout:

"Wait! I'll pay 10,000 gold! ”

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw that in the center of the round stage, the handsome and elegant young man was a wealthy man who spent a lot of money!

"I can't see it! This little age! ”

"That's it, I don't know which adult's house is a loser!"

……

When everyone saw that he was young, public opinion was in an uproar.

Come! It is the road that rides the wind!

That old bustard is really happy! swayed and twisted his old waist towards the road and walked towards the wind, and the corners of his mouth were about to break through the sky!

"Ouch! This new God of Wealth! What a discerning eye! This Xuanji girl, but we are the new Oiran of Tianxiang Building! We paid a lot of money to buy it from the Western Regions! ”

As she spoke, she took the hand of the Xuanji girl, enthusiastically stuffed it into Lu Chengfeng's hand, squeezed her eyebrows, and said with a wicked smile:

"Our Xuanji girl is the child's person tonight! Childe, you have to love her well! ”

The crowd was in an uproar.

Lu Chengfeng lowered his head and hugged his fist at the beauty, and said:

"Spend a lot of money today, just to smile. But Wan Jin is in accordance with the rules of this Tianxiang Building, but not according to the love of beauty. ”

After a pause of two seconds, he blushed slightly, and then said:

"I danced just now, and I fell in love with Miss Xuanji at first sight, so I would like to dedicate a poem to Miss Xuanji and give it to Miss Xuanji!"

Before he could open his mouth to recite the poem, his words were interrupted by the noble son who was holding a folding fan just now.

The young man with a folding fan in his hand glanced at the road and rode the wind, then pursed his mouth and said coldly:

"Dare to compose poems in front of me Xu Shuyan? Good! Listen to your ears in the next vow! However, if you don't do as well as me, you won't have a chance to rob Miss Xuanji with me again! ”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked!

"Xu Shuyan! Son of Scholar Xu! ”

"Where did this hairy boy come from, he actually dared to compose poems in front of the son of Xu University, isn't this an axe from the class!"

"Isn't it? Let's see how he lifts a stone and shoots himself in the foot! ”

"It seems that this kid has no good fortune today!"

Everyone talked about it, and they were all waiting to see the joke of Lu Chengfeng.

Lu Chengfeng didn't care, and recited confidently:

"Hu Xuannu, Hu Xuannu. The heart should be stringed, and the hand should be drummed.

The strings and drums sounded with their sleeves raised. The snow flutters and dances.

Turn left and right tirelessly, thousands of turns of time.

There is no comparison between the things in the world, and the wheels are slow and the whirlwind is late.

At the end of the song, I thanked the Son of Heaven again, and the Son of Heaven said it slightly.

Hu Xuannu, out of Kangju, came to the east in vain.

The Central Plains has its own whirlers, and it is not as good as fighting for energy.

Tianbao wants to change every year, and everyone in the concubines learns to turn around.

There is Taizhen Wailu Mountain, and the two of them are the most capable of nonsense.

The pear garden is a concubine, and the golden rooster is raised as a child.

Lushan Hu Xuan lost his eyes, and the soldiers crossed the Yellow River and did not rebel.

The concubine Hu Xuan confused the king's heart, and the thought of abandoning Ma Wei was deeper.

From the axis of the earth, the sky has been controlled for fifty years.

Hu Xuannu, Mo Kong dance, sing this song to understand the Lord. ”

After chanting, Lu Chengfeng stood in place, and couldn't help but sigh deeply a few times.

This is an unpopular long poem by Bai Juyi, called "Hu Xuannu", which is in response to the current situation at that time. seems to describe the daughter of Hu Xuanwu, but it is actually a euphemistic exhortation poem.

In Chinese history, during the Tianbao period of the Tang Dynasty, the prosperous Tang Empire went from prosperity to decline.

Most of the later people blamed Yang Guifei for her decline, and regarded her as a disaster. And the famous poet Bai Juyi at that time also used Yang Guifei's Hu Xuan dance to euphemistically persuade Tang Xuanzong not to indulge in singing and dancing beauties, and not to be blinded by the peace and happiness in front of him.

Although history always likes to blame women, Lu Chengfeng has always disagreed. He believes that the theory of red face and misfortune is exactly the act that some cowardly men choose to cover their ears and steal the bell when they refuse to face the reality of the emperor's mediocrity and incompetence.

This poem "Hu Xuannu", how could it not be the poet Bai's powerless words that he still has beautiful fantasies about the king? Although Tang Xuanzong has had the most brilliant and splendid achievements, but heroes will grow old, just as beauties will be late, which is a natural law of heaven.

It's just that the more loyal the literati in these dynasties, the more difficult it is to accept, and their kings will also be dying of old age, or they may be incompetent and incompetent, and then make heinous mistakes.

This poem is used in this day and age, and this situation and this scene must be excellent!

Since he stepped into Jinghua City, the capital of Yasukuni, what he has seen and heard is the same as the prosperous scene of the Tang Dynasty in history. The front line of Yunzhou has been in flames for a long time, but there are still voices in this Jinghua city. Inside and outside the court, everyone was drunk.