Walking up the stairs, Xiao Yi found that although there are private rooms on each floor of the 'Tianji Building', the specifications are very different; the higher the number of private rooms, the less, the same decoration is more luxurious, and the space is larger; there are only four private rooms on the third floor, which are located in four directions; the old man surnamed Wang is located in the one on the east side, and there is a plaque on the door, saying: 'Pujia Pavilion'; the dignified and elegant name is obviously from the article "The Book of Poetry, Pujia", "The Pujia is pale, and the white dew is frost." The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side! ”

At the door, two lovely-looking children in Tsing Yi stood with their hands down, and when they saw everyone coming up, they hurriedly bowed down and opened the pavilion door; Approaching the door, I suddenly felt a strange fragrance surrounding, refreshing people's hearts; Xiao Yat carefully searched for the source of the fragrance, and felt that this strange fragrance was everywhere, and it turned out that all the wood materials in the entire private room were sandalwood; You know, sandalwood trees are only produced in the deep mountains of the southern Baiyue land, and the growth is extremely slow, usually it takes decades to become a mature tree, the mature sandalwood trees are delicate, sweet and exotic, lingering, each one is worth a thousand gold.

At the beginning, in the small Taoist temple of Wohu Mountain, the old Taoist of 'out of the dust' only took out a little bit every time he made incense, which was very cherished, and now it is used to make doors, windows and furniture; For example, the three-inch thick door panel in front of me is actually made of a whole piece of sandalwood, which is carved with the relief of the carp jumping over the dragon gate, the knife is delicate and beautiful, this is simply a work of art, but at this time, it can only act as a door panel loyally.

Secretly wiped his saliva, Xiao Yizhen had an urge to remove the sandalwood door panel and carry it away, if this is passed on to future generations, it will be absolutely valuable, and it will be more than enough to change an apartment, and then his children and grandchildren will not have to worry about the house......

The interior space of the private room is very large, comparable to a small palace, but the decoration is very elegant, there is no gold, silver, pearls and jade and other vulgar things, but as long as your eyesight is accurate enough, you can see that a cup here, a table and a couch, are all works of art worth thousands of gold; The elephant is invisible, ********, this is the real top aristocratic taste!

There are already several people sitting in the room, drinking and talking, and there are more than ten young maids kneeling around, all holding various musical instruments, in the center of the hall, there is a red-clothed singer who is dancing, dancing beautifully, temperament is refined, Jiang Gan, Da Niu, Ma Liusan behind Xiao Yi are dumbfounded, and they don't know which leg to walk, as if they think they have entered. When the white-haired old man walked in, the maids in the house immediately bowed down and called their masters, and it seemed that these maids were the old man's private servants.

Really high-level officials and aristocrats, even if they go out for a banquet, they like to take their own maidservants to listen to it, one is more convenient for their own people to use, and the other is to use it at ease!

The slaves and maids of this era are completely dependent on the master, and there is no freedom at all, and there is no difference between the nobles killing a few slaves and maids and killing a chicken, and it can be said that life and death, honor and disgrace can be decided by the master's words. If the master is beheaded by the whole house, then none of these slaves and maids can escape, and they will all be stabbed together, and if the master wants to rebel, these domestic servants and slaves will follow without hesitation, so they will not worry about the slaves and maids around them leaking secrets during the banquet.

This habit of integrating life and death of master and servant made the nobles of the entire Eastern Han Dynasty raise slaves and maids in groups, ranging from hundreds to thousands, or even tens of thousands; For example, later; When Liu Bei was in Xuzhou, he married the sister of the local powerful elk Zhu as his wife, and the elk family married more than 2,000 slaves and maids at one time, and countless gold and silver; It can be seen how fierce the annexation of land and population has been by these local tycoons in the late Eastern Han Dynasty; With a large number of people being hidden, the central government directly lost a lot of labor and taxes, and in turn, the strength of the local heroes increased dramatically......

After coming in, there were bursts of piano sound into his ears, listening to this pleasant music, Xiao Yi found another thing, it turned out that this kind of sandalwood room sound insulation effect is excellent, in the house can not hear the noise in the hall outside, the same way, the sound of the piano inside and the sound of conversation outside the people do not want to hear the slightest; No wonder these dignitaries like to come here to discuss things, and the secrecy effect is excellent!

This is Xiao Yicai began to observe the guests inside, the first person who caught his eye turned out to be Tian Feng, a famous man from Hebei who had just been defeated by his own hands, which was not unusual, with Tian Feng's talent and character, he was the object of competition among various wealthy families, and it is estimated that after he was defeated just now, he was invited here; At this time, seeing that Xiao Yi was also invited, he hurriedly got up and saluted, his demeanor was very respectful, it seems that the 'big avalanche' chess game had a great impact on him!

The second is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a delicate face, a very bookish atmosphere, and quite arrogant, when the old man brought Xiao Yi and a few people in, the other guests all bowed their hands, but he ignored it, his eyes were just staring at the red-clothed singer who was also attached to the ground and saluting; At the same time, he was caressing a guqin in his hand, and in the melodious sound of the piano, there was also chanting......

Gold is sand and gravel, and beads are made of mussel mud. Sigh slender, born in humility. Pan Qian Shuli, Hao tooth moth eyebrows. Xuan is shiny and moist, and the collar is like a grub.

Vertical and horizontal hair extensions, leaves such as low sunflowers. Slender and slender, slender. Embroidered danshang, tiptoeing. Staggered and sat down.

He smiled and raised his lips. Duye is martial and charming, and Zhuo Li is colorful. Be smart and careful, and tend to fly. In the feed cutting, can not be double chasing.

"Guan Ju" is clean and does not fall into evil. Look at what it is doing, the world is fresh. It is advisable to be a lady and a teacher for all women. Ihor's life, here is cheap!

………………

Xiao Yi still knows a little about music, thanks to when he was in college; He had a crush on a class flower who liked music, in order to pursue the goddess in his heart, so Xiao Yi gritted his back molars and signed up for a very unpopular extracurricular group with Ban Hua - 'classical music', thinking that he could get close to the water and get the moon first......

The name of the lyrics sung by the middle-aged man is "Tsing Yi Fu"; It is an ancient love affair, with delicate brushstrokes, sincere and frank words, telling his admiration for a lowly born maidservant, judging from the situation on the scene, his target should be the red-clothed singer who is bowing his head, originally between nobles, not to say that it is a gift to each other, it is also common to give concubines to each other, but it will be said to be a kind of romantic and elegant thing; However, if Xiao Yi is not mistaken, the author of this "Tsing Yi Fu" should be --- Cai Yong!

And Cai Yong also has a daughter, who is the famous - Cai Wenji!

Seeing that the middle-aged man who stroked the qin was so rude, not only snubbing the guests he invited, but also daring to tease his singer in front of him, the old man immediately showed a trace of displeasure, but after years of cultivation, his city government was very deep, and he immediately covered it up and began to introduce Xiao Yi.

Sure enough, this is a generation of writers Cai Yong, who is playing and singing the piano, for him, the old man does not have the slightest politeness, and he called his name when he introduced, but in terms of the identity of the old man, it is not rude, except for the emperor, he can call anyone's name in the world.

The last person was an old man of about fifty years old, wearing a black samurai robe, although his hair was slightly gray, but his face was full of resoluteness, his shoulders were broad and his back was thick, his arms were strong and powerful, although he was a little older, his waist was straight, his body was strong, and he could not see a trace of fat. As a general, not angry and self-assured, this is definitely a general who leads the troops, and it is a character who has been on the battlefield and kills people like hemp.

The feelings of the warriors are the most sensitive to each other, as soon as Xiao Yi walked in, the old man quickly felt a strong murderous aura rushing over, and the first reaction of the body was to hold the sword on his waist with his left hand, and at the same time sit up on his knees, putting on a posture that can attack at any time, people who have been on the battlefield, that kind of defensive instinct has long seeped into his bones.

Xiao Yi was also secretly surprised, although he didn't carry any blades this time, he immediately put on a defensive posture, and the two people behind him, Da Niu and Ma Liu, reacted a little slower by half a beat, but they also quickly became vigilant, and each found a position where they could advance and retreat, and Xiao Yi was each other's horns, putting on a small triangular defensive formation.

The two sides looked at each other, and the old man's gaze was as fast as an arrow, full of murderous aura; Xiao Yat's gaze was as black as ink, as if he could devour everything; After looking at each other for a while, they felt that neither side had any intention of killing, so they both relaxed, smiled slightly, and both greatly appreciated each other's vigilance.

"Old man Lu Zhi!" Out of respect for the warrior, the old man with the sword directly reported his name.

"Yuyang Xiaoyi!" This time, Xiao Yi beat his chest with his right fist and performed a military etiquette.

Lu Zhi, the word is dry. A native of Zhuojun. A famous general in the late Eastern Han Dynasty; He successively served as the Taishou of Jiujiang and Lujiang to quell the barbarian rebellion; During the Yellow Turban Uprising, he was the general of Beizhong Lang, and led the army to fight with Zhang Jiao, and he was invincible! Almost single-handedly maintained the last glory of the Han Dynasty, it can be said that Lu Zhi was the last general of the Eastern Han Dynasty who was truly loyal to the royal family.

For such a character, whether it is out of personal respect or admiration for military exploits, it is worthy of Xiao Yi's military salute.

After everyone was introduced, the identity of the old man surnamed Wang, who could be with the generals of the country and was more noble, was about to come out, "Except for one of the three princes of the dynasty, Situ Wang Yun of the Great Han, who else could it be!" ”

With Xiao Yi's wisdom, he quickly guessed the true identity of the old man surnamed Wang, but since the other party didn't want to reveal his identity, Xiao Yi was happy to pretend to be confused for the time being.

After seeing the ceremony, everyone sat down separately, and immediately a maid stepped forward to pour wine for everyone, and then heard Situ Wang Yun speak: "Ah Xiu, come here, give Xiao Lang a cup!" ”

"No! ……”

I saw that the red-clothed singer immediately got up and walked to Xiao Yi's side, bowed down, and then stretched out a pair of Qianqian jade hands, and began to fill Xiao Yi with a copper kettle, and at the same time raised her pretty face slightly, revealing a face that was alluring to the city and the country......

Situ Wang Yun ...... Singer ...... Ah Xiu...... Hiss! …… Diao Chan! Xiao Yi couldn't help but gasp, he knew who the red-clothed singer in front of him was......