Chapter 50: Farce
According to the pretty maid, this Oiran's surname is Qin. And before this Miss Qin came out, she heard her voice first. The sound of the piano is like a sweet spring, refreshing people's hearts; The song is like fine wine, and the soul is broken. The audience in the hall only listens to the music and appreciates the songs, where have they ever noticed that there is another mystery in the lyrics?
When the pretty maid gave a hint, everyone in the hall suddenly shouted regret. As soon as everyone slapped the door of their heads, they began to think. However, many people don't even remember the content of the lyrics, so how can they guess the riddle from the words? I had to pull down my face and ask my companion for advice. But others are also knotted and at a loss, where can they care about helping others explain?
Miss Qin makes people guess riddles, if you can guess it, you will inevitably win her favor, and even become a guest, enter the beauty boudoir, see the beauty style, talk and listen to music, beautiful and happy!
The three people sitting at the table next to Su Lian were also frowning at this time, falling into deep thought. Especially the boy in the silk shirt, he simply shook his head, scratched his ears and cheeks, beat his head and arms for a while, and looked around for a while, for fear that others would take the lead, his eyes were anxious, and his heart was like a cat scratching.
"Brother Li, you ...... Do you remember all that poem? The man in the green shirt asked Ai Ai at this time.
"I can remember eight or nine words, but this riddle ...... I really don't have a clue......" said the silk boy patted his forehead.
"Brother Li......" The man in the green shirt laughed dryly, and said, "Can you ...... that word again" He obviously didn't remember it, and wanted to ask the silk shirt boy to help him read it again.
"Brother Jiang, I am bound to win this Oiran jackpot...... You can ask for more blessings for yourself......" The silk shirt boy flatly refused.
"This, but ......" The man in the green shirt was a little embarrassed, and turned to the tall and thin man and said, "Cousin, you ......"
"Hey, don't ask me, I'm not interested in this Oiran, and I don't know anything about poetry and articles...... "The tall and thin man said directly: "I'm just here to drink and listen to music......"
When everyone was anxious, a man stood in the front row of the hall, richly dressed and slightly fat, and from behind, he stood a little shaky, as if he had drunk too much.
The chubby man waved his hand and shouted, "Miss Qin, please...... Put just ...... That tune...... Sing it again......" He slurred, slurred, spoke in a bad tone, apparently drunk.
When everyone heard this, their faces were full of anger, and they thought that this man was extremely rude. It is rare for Oiran to sing a song, and it is a common rule to sing it once. If you want to sing again, unless you can invite a beautiful woman into the house, you can only wait until the next time. At this time, everyone just listened to it, and immediately let the beauty sing again, isn't this an abrupt beauty?
It's just that everyone dares to be angry and dare not speak. Some people know his identity and are afraid in their hearts, and those who don't know his identity don't want to bother to scold him.
The boy in the silk shirt was racking his brains and thinking hard, but at this moment, when he heard someone making rude trouble, his heart was on fire, Huo Ran stood up, and wanted to teach a lesson, but was stopped by the tall and thin man.
"This person is the son of Tuohar Chen, the prefect of Haozhou, Magjila. is arrogant and domineering, and he will be repaid. Let's not mess with his good ......," the tall and thin man said in a deep voice.
"It's just too much, can he be an official in his eyes?" The silk boy said angrily.
"The world is like this, we ordinary people, there is no way to ......" The tall thin man sighed, and pointed to another person sitting next to the slightly chubby man, and said: "Sitting next to him, we can't afford to provoke it, Luzhou Road Wanhu is the son of the thorn and the flower, and he is rumored to have led 100,000 soldiers and horses......"
The silk-shirted boy spat and said, "No one can cure him?" Hmph......"
The tall and thin man inadvertently glanced at Su Lian again, but Su Lian heard the news that Da Thorn Buhua had led 100,000 soldiers and horses on Luzhou Road, and was thinking about the problem, so he didn't notice him.
However, the eyes of the tall and thin man were seen by the man in the silk shirt, and under curiosity, he also glanced at Su Lian. I saw Su Lian sitting upright as usual, his face sinking like water, calm and calm, and he looked unfathomable, and he couldn't help but be surprised.
"Hey! Didn't you hear that? ......" The slightly chubby man shouted again, "Let Miss Qin ...... Put the tune ...... Sing it again! ”
The green-shirted maid was embarrassed for a while, and said: "This son, if you can guess the riddle, maybe Miss Qin will invite you to come up and give you a separate ......."
"Master, I didn't hear clearly, what do you guess?" The chubby man shouted angrily.
At this time, an old bustard came over with a smile and said with a sneer: "Master Mag, dissipate your anger...... Aren't we here to have fun......"
"Get out of here...... Magjira scolded, "We were originally here to have fun, but now you don't know how to lift up, which makes the master unhappy......"
"It's okay...... it's okay," the bustard still smiled and said, "I'll find a Peugeot girl for my son and put out the fire for you...... Giggles"
"Okay...... "Magjira smiled at this time: "Let Miss Qin extinguish the fire for the master......"
"This ...... Ma Ge Gongzi, you know the rules of the Pink Moon Building......" The old bustard flattered and said, "Why don't I ask the willow girl......"
"Fuck off! I want Miss Qin to ...... today," Magjira roared, "Others, I don't like it...... Hey hey"
Su Lian was also on fire at this time, but after he knew that the person was an official identity, he could only temporarily suppress his anger, firstly, he was a fugitive, and secondly, when he came out to do something this time, it was inconvenient to show his head and attract attention.
The situation in front of him is a bit tense, the green-shirted pretty maid squeaks left and right, and she can't get away, and the old bustard also says all the good things and accompanies the smiling face, but that Magjira still doesn't give up and wants Miss Qin to step down.
"Brother Su, or ......" Zheng Shou couldn't stand it, and was about to persuade Su Lian to make a move, when his eyes flashed, and a man with a long figure, about twenty years old, a clear and white face, and an open-minded temperament walked over.
"This brother, Xiao Ke Li Baimu, everyone is polite...... he said with his fists clenched, dressed in a yellow and white silk shirt, it was the son at the next table.
He caught a glimpse of Su Lian who had been sitting quietly, neither humble nor arrogant, calm and calm, and consciously had an extraordinary temperament, so he wanted to come over and make friends.
"Brother Li, hello! Little brother Su Lian! Su Lian hugged his fists and smiled in return, and Zheng Shou also hugged his fists slightly.
"It turned out to be Su Gongzi, who has been looking up ......for a long time," Li Baimu said politely.
Su Lian laughed and said, "Nobody, why don't you look up to ...... for a long time" and asked directly: "Brother Li, but you want to know the mystery of Miss Qin?" ”
Li Baimu was stunned, he didn't expect Su Lian to be so straightforward, and he broke the purpose of his coming over as soon as he opened his mouth, and the words he had prepared choked back. How did he know that Su Lian was worried that he couldn't come forward at the moment, and Li Bairoom came over just to help.
Li Bairoom smiled awkwardly and said, "Su Gongzi is quick to talk, which makes Li seem presumptuous. If it's inconvenient......"
"If I tell you the riddle, don't you know if you say it at this time, aren't you afraid of offending the son below?" Su Lian asked directly again.