Chapter 132: The Old Driver Meets the New Car
The sun rises in the east, Yanglou Street, and there are many people waiting outside the Qinglou, especially outside the gate of "Heaven and Earth".
In these years, it is quite a normal thing to be a 'prostitute' after all, and there is nothing to hide, except of course there is a Hedong lion's roar at home.
Some scholars and literati came early and greeted their friends on the street in good spirits; also has a decent face like a decent gentleman, elegant and graceful, and can't see too many clues. Only a few people, hiding in the warm sedan chair or carriage, from time to time open the sedan curtain or the curtain to look out, full of cringe, this is usually the wife of the family, but there are not many.
At the end of the day, the green buildings on Yanglou Street opened one after another, and "Heaven and Earth" was no exception.
As soon as the door opened, guests who had been waiting for a long time walked into the gate of the green building one after another.
It's just that the "heaven and earth" is a little hot, and as soon as the door opened, more than 20 people rushed in, all of whom looked like fierce men, looking extremely sophisticated. These people, in pairs, are dressed as masters and servants, and they do not violate the rules of "heaven and earth", and they don't seem to be anything special.
However, if you look closely, you can see that these men are different from everyone else, almost all of them have beardless faces, extremely smooth chins and lips, and lack the breath of sunshine.
On the pavilion on the top floor of the Qinglou, Zhao Hao stood in front of the window, dressed in white, shaking a feather fan, indifferently looking at the uninvited guests who rushed in, and sighed slightly: "How sad can you be, just like a group of eunuchs going up to the Qinglou......"
Fang Baihua behind him didn't think too much, but frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "They are all masters of the inner service, it seems that the dog emperor is about to arrive." ”
Nonsense, the force value of the comers is above 70, and there are even 80, can they be masters?
After a while, the sound of horses' hooves sounded again at the entrance of the street, and I saw dozens of horsemen slowly approaching in a very beautiful carriage.
Fang Baihua showed a strange look in her eyes and asked, "What will happen if I raise an arrow and shoot it into the car?" ”
Zhao Hao's heart was shocked, and he immediately sank his face, and said coldly: "There are masters of the inner servants all around, and the carriage is also impermeable...... Even if you are lucky and make a contribution, it is just a matter of replacing the crown prince with the throne, and there is no benefit to the people in the world. ”
Fang Baihua snorted coldly and stopped talking.
In the carriage, a man dressed in brocade clothes and a scribe looked like a man, shaking a feather fan, slowly climbed down the wheel, and slowly walked to the gate of "heaven and earth" surrounded by everyone, it was Zhao Ji, the son of heaven.
When Zhao Ji saw this green building, he was already slightly flustered, and vaguely remembered that this was the green building that he saw that day, which was priced at 100,000 yuan, and his curiosity became stronger and stronger for a while.
As soon as he raised his head slightly, Zhao Ji was attracted by the four big characters "Heaven and Earth" on the plaque, and stopped when he landed, stared at the plaque blankly, and groaned for a long time.
Breaking gold and cutting jade, he does have his seven or eight successes, and he can't imagine that the plaque inscription of a green building has such a foundation.
"It is reported that this is written by Zhao Hao's son." A waiter on the side whispered.
"This Zhao Hao...... Sure enough, he is a genius, worthy of being the son of my Zhao clan, and his calligraphy skills are comparable to Cai's husband. ”
Zhao Ji unconsciously had a little more affection for Zhao Hao in his heart, after all, he imitated his font, and it was from the same sect, which could be regarded as his favorite.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw the red carpet on the ground, leading to the lobby, two rows of clean and neat little guys, energetic appearance, seeing Zhao Ji come in, they all let out a full of angry shouts: "Welcome to the big officials!" ”
Fresh!
Zhao Ji couldn't help but admire, such a momentum is much stronger than that of the Red Mansion, the little people in the Red Mansion, seeing the guests coming, surrounded them one by one, saying that they were courteous, but in fact they were obscene, and the voice was like a eunuch, so sweet that it made him sick.
Entering the lobby, those who came to consume, but were actually guards, brought them into the lobby, sat down on the new and expensive rosewood tables and chairs, and there were small servants to send wine, food, fruits and snacks, etc., and there were special waiters to taste before they were relieved.
In fact, this kind of appearance is already shocking, but it is not the first time that Zhao Ji has come to Yanglou Street, and the other guests all know it, and their expressions are calm.
When Zhao Ji sat down, the performance in the lobby officially began.
Today's performance is not the same as in the past.
I saw more than a dozen small guys, carrying a behemoth, in the formation of nine palaces, lined up in the lobby, looking carefully, it was a big drum, more than a person high, more than a zhang diameter of the big drum!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
With the sound of the drums, a row of women dressed in red came out, each standing next to a big drum, which instantly amazed the audience, and the drum beat stopped.
I saw these women, not only good eyebrows, but also tall, snow-white skin, and all dressed in red suits, the delicate clothes attached to the body, appear convex and backward, and in the abdomen, revealing a touch of attractive snow-white skin, which makes people think about it, the most striking thing is that everyone is holding a sharp sword, fluttering and standing, energetic, heroic posture, in the Bianliang Qinglou, unique.
Ha~
With the woman in red in the lead, she took the lead in a beautiful somersault, flipped over a shadow in the air, flew up, and stood firmly on the big drum in the middle, making a crisp sound.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The other eight women, all following suit, turned over one graceful arc after another in the air like a koi leaping into the water, and landed steadily on the drum surface in front of them, making a neat knock sound.
Good!
The guests had never seen such a soft and domineering performance, and the applause was thunderous for a while.
"It's kind of interesting." Zhao Ji also showed a look of surprise in his eyes.
He has seen too many charming and tender performances, and suddenly saw such a woman full of youthful vitality and sunshine, and he only felt that his eyes lit up.
Knock knock knock...... The accompanying drums around continued to play, and the woman on the drum danced with it.
The sword sparkled, and the clothes fluttered. The sword is like a white snake spitting letters, hissing and breaking the wind, and like a swimming dragon shuttling, walking in all directions, sometimes light as a swallow, pointing the sword up, sometimes suddenly like lightning, and the fallen leaves collapse.
Especially the woman in the middle, the long sword in her hand whirred, the momentum was obviously a lot higher than the sword girl around, the pink light was reflected on her face, and the long sword was shining, like a fairy like a god.
The accompaniment of the drum is abrupt, and the shadows on the drum surface dance faster, and the drum sound that falls on the drum surface after the flickering and moving becomes more crisp and loud.
Suddenly, a sword girl in the east flew up, like a jade girl shuttling and flying towards the sword girl in the middle, the long sword in the hands of the two fought a few times in succession, the sword girl suddenly retreated, and then the sword girl in the lower right corner flew away with a sword.
In an instant, the sword girl in all directions, like wearing a flower, took the sword in turn to the middle of the sword and killed it, only to see the red-clothed sword girl in the middle, not chaotic at all, and greeted in turn, the sound of gold and iron resonating, accompanied by the rapid drum, created a war-like atmosphere.
For a time, the sound of gold and iron is endless, a red shadow shuttles back and forth, the sword light rises all over the sky, coupled with the accompaniment of the drum and the sound of the foot drum, outlining a tense, exciting, and beautiful picture, so that the guests are both enthusiastic and dizzying, and there is a faint exposure of a male YU hope in the heart, and the subconscious has a kind of pressure to press the charming and energetic woman under the body, to have a hearty movement of you coming and going, that must be a wonderful feeling...... Compared with the kind of delicate, shy and timid, a woman who can only bear and accept, and will not take the initiative to leap forward, is a different style.
Finally, the drums beat out, and those beautiful girls full of youthful vitality gathered their swords and stood. His forehead was slightly sweaty, his breath was a little chaotic, and his face was as red as a peach blossom, which became more and more pitiful.
For Zhao Ji, it was the old driver who met a new car, and the beauties he had been in contact with all his life were either fresh as lotus, or soft as the moon, or dignified and beautiful, or enthusiastic as fire, but for the first time he saw this kind of energetic woman, his index finger moved for a while.
As soon as the drum was withdrawn, someone around Zhao Ji quietly ran to the back hall, but after a while, he returned dejectedly.
The sword concubine, who had 88 military strength, put forward three conditions: first, he must redeem himself with thousands of dollars; Second, the bow of three stones must be drawn; Third, poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are all fine.
Although Zhao Ji is the Son of Heaven, it is okay if he forcibly snatches him into the palace, but he is a pretentious and elegant person, so he naturally will not make rude actions like burning the piano and cooking a crane.
At that moment, another burst of loud applause interrupted his thoughts, and his eyes lit up.
I saw a soft and elegant woman, with high temples, lightly sweeping moth eyebrows, shallow powder, lightly wrapped in a Yayun cheongsam, revealing a touch of snow-white delicacy at the opening, stepping on a pair of delicate and small hating the sky, holding an antique pipa in her arms, the dark fragrance flowing, curling in, the face, the robe, the scene, enough to fall into the city, people can't help but think about it......
For a while, Zhao Ji was stunned, accustomed to seeing a beautiful woman in a large-sleeved robe in the Song Dynasty, and suddenly saw such a perfect match of cheongsam, high heels and stockings, coupled with Xiao Cuixiang's original beauty, which made this son of heaven shocked for a while.
This time, just like when he was leaning on the Red Mansion and seeing that woman, there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.
"Flowers and flowers are flying all over the sky, and there is no one to pity the red incense ......"
The sound of the pipa sounded, and a clear sound came leisurely, instantly melting Zhao Ji's heart like molten iron.
PS: The party before the Mid-Autumn Festival is finally over...... Double change will be resumed from today.