The skills of these Qing people are indeed superb, and all kinds of musical instruments play beautiful music in their hands, and ordinary Tang people are amazed by such performances, but for Li Chunfeng, he doesn't even pay attention to the Spring Festival Gala, how can he look at these performances?

The meal was served, and the three of them ate vegetables and drank tea while enjoying the performance on the stage below.

Seeing that Li Chunfeng was a little bored, Sun Simiao put down the tea in his hand and said, "Li Lang seems to have something on his mind?" ”

Li Chunfeng shook his head and said, "This ring of Cai Pavilion is nothing more than that, is Sun Weng a little exaggerated?" ”

Hearing Li Chunfeng say this, Sun Simiao and Yuan Tiangang were both surprised, you know, the girls in this Huancai Pavilion are all full of color and art, these people enjoy the treatment of the stars holding the moon on weekdays, how come they have become vulgar fans when they come to Li Chunfeng?

"Hahaha, Li Lang's taste is indeed very accessible." Sun Simiao smiled awkwardly.

Another burst of ancient music sounded, the offstage performance continued, and the three people upstairs were quietly eating lunch.

It seems that except for the beautiful woman on horseback in the morning, Li Chunfeng is not interested in anyone else, and the courtesans performing in the audience have changed a few times in the eyes of Li Chunfeng, and finally, with a commotion in the hall, the most mysterious courtesan "Jade Niang" in Huancai Pavilion took the stage to perform.

This commotion naturally aroused Li Chunfeng's idea upstairs, and he turned his head to look at the audience, only to see a pair of musicians coming out of the backstage.

These musicians came to the stage with all kinds of instruments in their hands, and they were very skillful on both sides of the stage, and it was clear that they were only supporting characters in the rest of the performance.

In the midst of the commotion, I saw a pale yellow figure walking from the backstage to the stage.

But I saw this woman's pale yellow tulle silk lightly draped between her arms, the yellow tulle skirt and bandeau were worn on her body, her slender waist was exposed, her body was light, her head was in a flying bun, her eyebrows were decorated with red plum blossoms, her white snow was condensed, her pearl was dotted with her lips, and she slowly walked onto the stage with a cold light sword in her hand.

While the other courtesans played musical instruments, this woman's performance was sword dancing.

There are two things that have been inseparable from the literati throughout the ages, the pen and the sword. The pen is the heart of the literati and the liver of the Moshi. The sword is the soul of the literati and the spirit of the hero. The Tang Dynasty is particularly martial, so it is more respectful of sword dancing.

With the cheers of the audience, Li Chunfeng upstairs couldn't help but get lost in the beautiful eyes that were looking forward to it, especially the beauty mole at the bottom right of Xiaokou, which made Li Chunfeng remember it vividly.

Isn't this person the same beautiful woman in the morning? For a while, Li Chunfeng was a little stunned.

Suddenly, I saw her leap forward, like a goddess flying into the sky, the tip of the sword was raised, drawing an arc in the air, and the silk between her arms was like a cirrus cloud; Musical illness, urgent orchestration, drums, like rain hitting duckweed, Huo Xiaoyu's posture rotated, like a swimming dragon, but seeing the silver light shining, the sword shadow flashed, no human figure was seen, slightly tilted, and the clouds rolled up in the rain.

Huo Xiaoyu's soft posture, coupled with the flexibility and toughness of the long sword, showed unimaginable artistic beauty, and for a while, Huo Xiaoyu's performance was unsurpassed.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

There was a burst of warm applause and applause, and I saw Lang Jun, the official in the audience, not stingy with his wallet, and threw pieces of broken silver onto the stage.

"Okay."

"Jade Lady! Dance again! ”

The voices of praise came and went, and the entire Huancai Pavilion was completely boiling.

For such praise, Huo Xiaoyu was indifferent, smiled slightly, bowed, and then wanted to go backstage.

"Hey! You are Huo Xiaoyu?! Suddenly, an impolite voice came from the audience.

Huo Xiaoyu frowned slightly, turned around, but saw several people standing up from the seats under the stage.

"These Lang Jun, I don't know what to teach?"

I saw that the person in the leader was dressed in brocade robes, about thirty years old, and at this moment, his eyes looked at Huo Xiaoyu with some presumptuousness: "Teaching? Hmph, I just want to tell you that from today onwards, you are my person, come on, bring her back! ”

"Yes!"

At the sound of an order, several of the middle-aged man's subordinates immediately thought of Huo Xiaoyu on the stage and rushed away.

Huang Tianhua day, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, I couldn't imagine that someone would be able to do such a thing as "robbing people's girls", and all of a sudden the other officials in the audience exploded.

"What are you going to do, dare to rob people in Huancai Pavilion!"

"That is, aren't you afraid of the laws of the Tang Dynasty?!"

……

The voices of condemnation came and went, but the middle-aged man turned a deaf ear, he just stared at Huo Xiaoyu on the stage, and in a blink of an eye, those subordinates had already rushed onto the stage.

Huo Xiaoyu's sword dance was good, but it was not just a showmanship, seeing a few people rushing towards him, Huo Xiaoyu shook his wrist and immediately defended.

For a while, the sword light on the stage was very bright, and those people couldn't get close.

The middle-aged man didn't expect Huo Xiaoyu to resist, frowned, and actually walked on stage to personally move on Huo Xiaoyu.

Over there, Huo Xiaoyu was still calm in dealing with those few waste subordinates, but when this middle-aged man joined, Huo Xiaoyu's seemingly threatening swordsmanship seemed to have become a showcase, and the middle-aged man's eyes didn't blink, dodging Huo Xiaoyu's sword shadow, and came to Huo Xiaoyu's side in an instant.

"Bang!"

"Bell! ——”

The middle-aged man's palm grabbed Huo Xiaoyu's wrist fiercely, Huo Xiaoyu only felt that his hand was weak, the long sword in his hand fell to the ground, and Huo Xiaoyu no longer had the ability to resist.

"Oh, what's going on?"

At this moment, a group of people rushed out from the background, led by a middle-aged woman who was the old bustard of the pavilion.

Seeing that Huo Xiaoyu was in the hands of the middle-aged man, the old bustard hurriedly said: "This Langjun, fighting, killing, and hurting and being angry, let's have something to say, don't hurt our jade girl." ”

Around the old bustard, there were several turtle slaves, who were holding weapons such as flat poles and rolling pins in their hands, and they were fighting in a posture.

"That's right, let go of Yu Niang soon!"

"If you don't let go of the jade lady, don't want to get out of the Huancai Pavilion!" The other guests were also clamoring.

The middle-aged man seemed to be the target of everyone, but from his face, he couldn't see the slightest panic, I saw him take out a contract-like thing from his arms, and said: "Old bustard, you show me clearly, this Huo Xiaoyu's contract is in my hands, I can do what I want to do with her!" Even the Jade Emperor can't interfere! ”

The appearance of this contract was beyond the expectations of everyone on the field.

"Lang Jun, how can Yu Niang's contract be in your hands?"

Huo Xiaoyu said angrily: "Don't believe him! The contract in his hand must be fake! ”

"Fake?" The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said, "I won this contract from Li Yida's hands openly!" You say it's fake?! ”

With a hard hand, Yu Niang couldn't help frowning, obviously this middle-aged man hurt Huo Xiaoyu.