Chapter 117: Dirty Deals

Holding his chest and closing his eyes and listening to the sound of silk and bamboo strings, Ah Zhenru was bathed in the spring breeze in the wilderness, not only he was bathed in the fairy que, but thousands of people on and off the stage were intoxicated, drunk in the tender and lingering whispering silk sound.

"It's a good song." Huang Yuying was in the middle of the piano, Ah Zhen stood up and admired, afraid of disturbing the intoxicated people, so he quietly walked to the stupid announcer, nudged him and said, "Hey, lend me the fan." ”

"Huh? Yes! Well? Give ......" Pulling back from the soft waves, the middle-aged narrator was stunned for a long time, and after handing out the folding fan, he urged dumbly: "Aunt Su, you have to play it quickly, Miss Huang's song is almost finished." ”

"Play it right away, just listen." Taking his folding fan, Ah Zhen looked around the silent surroundings, saw that everyone's faces were fascinated, the corners of his sinister mouth raised a smile, raised the fan to aim at the untouched lyre in front of his desk, and threw the fan away with his arm.

"Dong Long...... When ...... "The fan that breaks the wind and breaks the strings is like a duck in a drought and thunder, and a series of broken sounds are accompanied by a deafening echo, so that people's scalps are numb and deep into the distance, constantly winding back.

"Ah......h

"Bang ......"

"Crash ......"

Thousands of ducks who were intoxicated by the yellow warbler stealing Roubo were all frightened by this drought and thunder, and their first reaction was to cover their ears with their hands and dodge in panic. The large number of judges sitting behind the stage were taken off guard by this magic sound, and they all fell to the ground. Immersed in his own words, Yuyuying's stunned hand shook and cracked the strings.

In an instant, everyone on and off the stage was stunned, and they both shot fiercely at the bad person on the stage in shock and fright.

"This ......" Huang Yuying was stunned, her eyes widened wider and wider, her stiff neck twisted to look at the frightened panicked people, twisted to look at the judges who fell to the ground in fright, stared at the broken strings on her desk, and then straddled her weak shoulders like a lost soul, and muttered to herself: "Again...... Lost again. ”

Lying up from the ground, the faces of Guozijian and Gongzhi Tan Jiong's original white corpses were already blue, I didn't expect that even they were scared and fell to the ground, I didn't expect this person to use the rigidity of dreams to restrain the softness of the message, not to mention that Miss Huang's strings have been broken, even if they are not broken, there is no need to compare this game.

The judges who got up from the ground glanced at Guozijian, shook their heads lightly and closed their eyes and shouted in unison: "Aunt Su wins again......" This song not only shocked them all to the ground, but also frightened thousands of people, even Miss Huang's strings were broken, how can they fake in front of everyone? There are so many talented ladies and ladies present who are all famous teachers, how can they not know that this song is a dream?

"What?"

"How is that possible?"

The jury shouted victory in unison, leaving the frightened audience stunned. Everyone's faces were stunned to look at the pile of people on the stage, obviously Aunt Su didn't play the piano, and he also destroyed the strings, why did he win?

The middle-aged narrator was also taken aback and puzzled. Weakly stepped forward and asked, "This, this ......, Aunt Su, this ...... What kind of song is this? ”

"I said you're still the narrator." Ah Zhen glanced at him with disdain, then turned around with his hands behind his back, and shouted to the thousands of people in the audience who were suspicious: "Everyone is deeply trapped in Miss Huang's ghostly song, I threw a fan to disturb everyone, this song is 'Dream'." ”

"Nightmare?" People who don't understand talk to each other and whisper.

Although the middle-aged narrator was also puzzled, the explanation was his profession, and he immediately came to the scene with a two-person turn, picked up the fan and asked urgently: "Aunt Su, what is the dream?" ”

"This song is the work of the Qin Dynasty musician Gao Yuanli, this song only has seven notes, but it can use all the sounds of the seven strings." snatched the fan in the hand of the supporting actor next to him, Ah Zhen took on the death report himself, and said to the thousands of people who listened carefully with the fan: "What about calling it a dream? It shows that this vocal range is wide and sobering. Just now, when I threw a fan and broke the string, everyone in the audience covered their ears and exclaimed, and even fell to the ground in shock. Turning around, he pointed at the stunned Huang Yuying, and said with a thick smile: "Even Miss Huang, who is on the other side, was so frightened by this seven tones that she broke the strings, which shows the power of this frightening dream." ”

With his explanation, the dazed crowd finally understood, and looked at the Su family uncle above in amazement, how could this person understand everything? There are only five cars of poems and books in the belly, and there are fifty cars.

Even the most proud lyre lost, Huang Yuying stood up in defeat, moved out of the table and said to Ah Zhenfu: "Lin Gongzi's talent is not comparable to Yuying." ”

"Where, where ......" cracked out the Maitreya Buddha signboard and glanced at the back of the stage with a smile, and saw that Guozijian finally picked up the teacup, and his smile was brighter than that of Maitreya Buddha. It's all a coincidence, Miss Wong, don't be discouraged, the latter two are my weaknesses. ”

Guozijian's face was blue and pale, and he was forced to hold the teacup, and finally understood the true meaning of what he just said about the review was shit. Miss Huang, who was set to die, had lost two games in a row, and she thought that she couldn't afford to provoke Uncle Guo, so Guozijian took a sip of fragrant tea angrily, and then got up and hid behind the stage at the inner door. Not only Miss Huang can't afford to lose, but he can't afford to lose either.

The game was at the end, and as soon as Guozijian left, Ah Zhen, who squeezed out a smirk, immediately came to pee.

"Hey!" He tapped the death curtain beside him. "I'm in a hurry to urinate, can you go fix it?"

"This ......" No one has ever been like this in such a solemn game, the middle-aged man was stunned, and then looked at the more than a dozen judges behind the stage, and asked: "Aunt Su wants to leave for a while, I don't know what a few saints think?" ”

"People...... People have three urgencies. "All the judges know the inside story, and the old face nodded with a smile." Of course. ”

As soon as the judges agreed, the middle-aged man immediately said: "Go down from the small door, there is a temporary thatched house behind the stage, Aunt Su go and come back quickly." ”

"Okay." Hong Rixu and Xiang Qing on the scanning table, the corners of Ah Zhen's mouth hooked a playful smile, lazy and wasteful, took a lot of gold steps, and his eyes flashed with the symbol of money and hurriedly buried in the small door.

"Everyone, everyone ...... quietly" As soon as Ah Zhen left, the middle-aged man immediately shouted to the noisy audience: "Aunt Su is suddenly in a hurry, please don't be surprised." As he spoke, he slapped his fan and said to the talented ladies who all stood up on the stage: "Although Aunt Su won the first place in this art competition, the other nine players who have not yet been selected to enter the book competition, and now Miss Huang is invited to compete with Wang Gongzi." ”

The middle-aged commentator's words fell, and the sound of another round of gongs sounded immediately, accompanied by Xiao Si carrying out a new lyre, and the noisy crowd suddenly fell silent.

Hum! Yin Yin stood in the crowd from the beginning to the end, and also from the beginning to the end. His face was often ugly, and he glanced at Wang Dong who was competing in the ring, and then looked coldly at Miss Su who was standing on the side of the steps. An inexplicable anger surged into his heart, his frosty eyes jumped into flames, and he moved out of the crowd without saying a word, and quietly walked towards the back of the stage. She doesn't deny that this toad has some talent, but it is really rampant to pollute her Jiangnan so much.

When he walked into the small door, Ah Zhen took off the Maitreya Buddha card and smiled, the corners of his mouth did not hide that he was insidious, and immediately picked up the fox and smiled slyly, and walked down the small wooden ladder in a happy mood.

The closer he got, the more Ah Zhen's big mouth cracked, and he teased: "Yo! I didn't expect our great country to come to the pit. ”

"You ......" Guozi Jian Qiqing's old face was green, he closed his eyes and took two deep breaths, and said frankly: "Five thousand taels of gold is too much." ”

"And you say you're not that kind of person?" Walking up to him, Ah Zhen snorted, hugged his chest and leaned against Mu Shan, glanced at him and said frankly: "This Miss Huang is worth more than five thousand taels, I'm afraid that our great country studies have forgotten what I just said." ”

"Do you think Uncle Huang Guo has a mountain of gold and silver at home?" The old man of Guozijian glared at the ruffian in front of him, and his chest rose and fell vigorously and hummed: "Miss Huang is already famous, Uncle Guo just wants to add another flower on the cake, how can he pay a high price."

"As far as I know, all those who can be on the stage are the children of dignitaries, right?" said, Ah Zhen turned his face in confusion, and Yin Yin corrected the old man in front of him: "Great country studies, you seem to have made a mistake, right?" ”

"What?" Guozijian's eyes narrowed, not understanding what he wanted to say.

Nuzui glanced at him and said, "I'm here to ask you for money, not to negotiate with you, you seem to have mistaken this, right?" ”

"You ......" Guozi trembled angrily, his fingers cramped and pointed at him and roared: "You are a strong man's difficulty." ”

"Then let's try it." Standing still from Mu Shan, Ah Zhen pulled out the old finger pointing at his nose, and sneered: "Old man, don't forget, any one of those uncles and aunts on the stage can pinch you to death." He narrowed his eyes and looked at him, and then said, "Do you take me for a fool?" In addition to the head charm, the second charm and the third charm are also very revealing things, isn't it? ”

"This ......" made Guozijian stumble after being depressed, and the old hand held Mu Shan and shouted: "Three thousand taels." ”

The three thousand taels made Ah Zhen shrug his shoulders and spread his hands and said regretfully: "Great country studies, I regret it." He shook his head and smiled at him and said, "That golden master is also worth five hundred taels of gold, and you will give me a prize later." When the words fell, he didn't turn his head back.

"Wait a minute." As soon as he turned around, Guozijian's face suddenly darkened, and he hurriedly grabbed him and said in a low voice: "Everything is easy to discuss, why bother to be angry about this trivial matter." ”

With a thick cunning in his eyes, Ah Zhen raised his eyebrows lightly and turned around in agreement: "That's right, how can our great country study worry about such a trivial matter." ”

"Yes, of course." Guozijian's lungs exploded, he clenched his fists and raised his fists to the sky, and said bitterly: "Aunt Su, you don't know, the old man really wanted to choose some heroes for the emperor and the court, but ......" shook his head, very aggrieved. "Three years ago, the Ministry of Rites came to the old man and forcibly stuffed some money, saying that no matter what, he had to let Yuan Gongzi win the charm, and he was forced to do so by scoundrels."

"Understood, understood." Ah Zhen, who had a smirk on his face, patted him empathetically and said, "People are like this, how can I not know?" Coming out of the temple, all of them are big people, and none of them can be offended, aren't we also forced. ”

"Yes...... yes. The old face of the Guozijian cramped, and Fu He nodded. Forget about the year before last, when the Wensai was about to start last year, the old man said that he was sick and closed his door, but ......" Speaking of this, he sighed, shook his head and said bitterly: "But I didn't expect that this time it was Uncle Guo, you said that a Ministry of Rites can kill the old man, let alone the emperor's uncle." ”

"I can't afford to offend, I must not offend." It was about five thousand taels of gold, of course, Ah Zhen was on the same front as him, and shook his head vigorously: "This is the master who can't be offended, once you offend, you will never know what you have committed, and you will be beheaded all over the house, and even if you plant a trumped-up charge such as collaborating with the enemy, the nine clans will be wiped out in an instant." ”