That Wei Qing'er sat behind the curtain, hugged the pipa horizontally, and plucked her fingers lightly. The guests in the room held their breath for fear of making a single drop.

Wei Qing'er moved her fingers lightly, hooked and swiped on the strings, and immediately brought the guests into a poignant and tactful and lingering emotion.

"Xiao swallowed, Qin E dreamed of Qin Louyue.

Qin Louyue, willow color every year, Baling hurts goodbye.

The autumn festival of the Qing Dynasty in the original Leyou Yuan, the sound of the Xianyang ancient road is overwhelming.

The sound is absolutely dusty, the west wind is still shining, and the Han family mausoleum. ”

A poignant and touching female voice came, slowly sending the emotions that the player wanted to express into the ears of the guests, from the ears to the brain, from the brain to the heart and spread throughout the body. Even Gu Yuanxi calmed down and listened, only to feel that his feelings were drawn by the music step by step, and finally he was intoxicated with the deep realm of sadness and couldn't stop.

This word is sung by Wei Qing'er's mouth, the sound of the piano is harmonious, and the words and music are combined, bringing people into a gloomy and sad realm. Gu Yuanxi vaguely remembered that this poem was called "Remembering Qin'e", which was said to have been written by Li Bai. The ancients spoke highly of this and praised it as "the ancestor of a hundred generations of lyrics and songs". Gu Yuanxi had also memorized this poem by heart, but he never thought that at this time, Tianbao would be five years old, and this poem would have been handed down.

The originally noisy and noisy crowd was silent at this time. The guests in the hall were all staring blankly at the figure of the beautiful woman behind the bead curtain, and the expressions on their faces were either intoxicated or admired. Rao is Wei Qing'er's song has ended, and everyone is still immersed in the artistic conception created by the beauty, and they have not revisited it for a long time.

"Good!" After a long time, applause began to be heard one after another, and after everyone reacted, there were thunderous cheers and applause in the hall.

That Wei Qing'er got up, and there was already a maid ring next to her who lifted the bead curtain, she stepped out slowly, and a beautiful face that captivated the country and the city was displayed in front of everyone.

I saw her wearing a light-colored skirt and a shawl on her shoulders. The face that has attracted the admiration of countless men is really beautiful: the skin is like clotted fat, and it can be broken by blowing. The cheeks are condensed with new li, the nose is greasy with goose fat, the face is like a silver plate, the eyes are like apricots, the lips are red without dotting, and the eyebrows are green without painting. A peerless beauty.

Gu Yuanxi was also amazed, thinking that this Wei Qing'er really deserved her reputation, no wonder she was popular all over Chang'an, causing countless men to think about it day and night, and suffer from lovesickness. It is really a famous person. He suddenly thought in his heart: "This Wei Qing'er is really Chunlan Qiuju compared to the two rabbit boys just now, each with its own merits." Each has its own charm. When he thought of this, he was suddenly startled, shook his head violently, and said: "Actually compare this peerless beauty with those two rabbit buddies, it seems that the poison of those two shemales is too deep." No, no, no, I'm a straight man, I'm a pure man. He told himself so.

Wei Qing'er was smiling, her beautiful eyes looked around, and all the guests in the hall were swept away by her eyes, and they all looked at her blankly, as if they were taken in by her, and they couldn't extricate themselves. Wei Qing'er smiled faintly and said coquettishly: "Miaoyulou Wei Qing'er, this is polite." ”

Everyone was stunned and stayed there, and it didn't take long for a boy to take the lead in reacting, only to see him dancing lightly and saying loudly: "In Xia Guo Ye, I have seen Miss Qing'er." ”

"In Xia Cao Yue, I have seen Miss Qing'er." Seeing that Guo Ye opened his mouth first, there was a young man next to him who was not to be left behind and said loudly.

"Xue Luqian in Xiahedong, it is really a privilege to meet Miss Qing'er today." Another white-clothed man who looked like a scribe stood up and clenched his fists and laughed.

"I'm playing Fan Yang Lu Qi, say hello to Miss Qing'er."

"In Xiajiang Prefecture, Sima Zhen, I've seen Miss Qing'er."

"Under ......"

The boys in the hall were all rushing to say hello to Wei Qing'er, and even Pei Si and a few ** around him couldn't wait to say their names out loud. It's just that the hall is full of voices, and whether you can hear it or not is another matter.

Wei Qing'er smiled lightly, her eyes were full of water, and after hooking everyone's souls, she said coquettishly: "Do you know who made the words that the little girl sang just now?" ”

When the whole hall was asked like this, they all fell silent. Some of the scribe-looking young men closed their eyes and pondered.

"Huh?" Gu Yuanxi looked at everyone's thoughtful appearance, and said in surprise: "Isn't this poem still known to the public?" ”

"Doesn't anyone know about the full house?" Wei Qing'er rolled her eyes, and an unknown smile appeared on her face.

It seems that it's time for Lao Tzu to show off. Gu Yuanxi smiled, and then followed the appearance of those sons just now and said aloud: "In Xiajing Zhao Gu Yuanxi, I have seen Miss Qing'er. ”

He closed his eyes and waited for Wei Qing'er to come and ask. At this time, everyone was silent because they were immersed in thinking and did not make a sound, but it was a pity that Gu Yuanxi was too far away and the seat was too far back, so although his voice was loud, no one, including Wei Qing'er, noticed his voice alone.

"In Xiajing Zhao Gu Yuanxi, I have seen Miss Qing'er." He was reluctant to make his voice heard again.

Still no one heeded. Several people, including Pei Si beside him, just thought that Gu Yuanxi just wanted to leave his name to Wei Qing'er like them, so they all shook their heads and said nothing.

Gu Yuanxi was very unhappy when he saw that no one heard his voice. He looked left and right, and saw a clay pot on the small table beside Pei Si, he "snorted", grabbed the clay pot, and threw it on the ground.

There was a crisp sound of the "bell", and no one noticed it except for a few people around him.

". It's not like that. Gu Yuanxi was indignant, he didn't stop doing anything, grabbed several pots around him, and threw them on the ground again.

There was a crisp sound from the "bell" again, maybe this time several pots were smashed at the same time, so the effect was good. As soon as the sound of shattering sounded, Wei Qing'er and the eyes of everyone in the hall were attracted by this side.

"Ahem......" Gu Yuanxi, the **, saw the effect, and didn't think about how much he would have to pay later, but just clasped his fists and shouted loudly: "Jingzhao Gu Yuanxi, I've seen Miss Qing'er." ”

Wei Qing'er covered her lips and smiled: "Is this Gu Gongzi?" Do you know the origin of the song that the little girl sang? ”

When everyone in the hall was said by Wei Qing'er, they were all unbelievable Gu Yuanxi.

"Twenty Niang, you see, it's that lowly Tian Shenu, a goddamn disciple." The sound of gnashing teeth could be heard from a seat in the distance.

"Shut up. I said Twenty-two Niang, you are a ...... Hmph, how can you fight with a scoundrel in the market? A man in red next to him said coldly.

"Hmph, he actually dared to say that our sisters are not as good as Wei Qing'er, a woman in the Qinglou. He insulted me in every way, I couldn't get angry for a while, ......" The white-clothed boy next to the red-clothed man clenched his fists, bit his thin lip and said: "This disciple turned out to be Gu Yuanxi." Okay~ I'll go back and ask someone to find out his details, and I must make him ~ good-looking. ”

These two people are the two demon sons that Gu Yuanxi encountered.

The red-clothed boy knew the habits of the white-clothed man, so he just shook his head and smiled bitterly, and looked in the direction of Gu Yuanxi.

How did Gu Yuanxi know that someone was already preparing to deal with him. He laughed aloud and replied, "That's nature, and I naturally know the origin of this song." ”

"Oh?" Wei Qing'er smiled and said, "Then can Gu Gongzi solve everyone's doubts?" ”

"This word is called 'Remembering Qin'e', which was written by Li Hanlin." Gu Yuanxi didn't sell Guan Zi either, and said with a faint smile: "Li Hanlin is also the former Hanlin edict, and Li Taibai, who is known as the 'Qinglian Layman', is also." ”

Wei Qing'er was stunned when she heard this, her shoulders trembled slightly, and she said with an incredulous expression: "This word is indeed made by Li Taibai, and the word card is indeed as Gongzi said, called 'Remembering Qin'e'." It's just that Li Taibai hasn't spread it, so how does Childe know? ”

Gu Yuanxi pretended to smile and said: "Gu Mou visited Guanzhong, and he heard someone singing, so he knew it. ”

"I see." Wei Qing'er frowned slightly, she glanced at Gu Yuanxi, and she didn't know whether to believe it or not.

"Hmph." That Guo Ye folded his fan and slapped his palms gently, revealing a disapproving expression, he saw that other men were in the limelight in front of Wei Qing'er, so he had the intention to say: "This word depicts the painful mood of a woman missing her lover, and it is poignant and touching to read. Li Taibai deserves to be a great talent. Of course, this song is sung in the mouth of Miss Qing'er, and it is even more unique. ”

"Not bad, not bad." Not to be outdone, Xue Luqian shook his head and said: "The sound of the whimpering flute woke Qin E from her dream, and at this time, a hook of waning moon was obliquely reflected in front of the window. Although the dream was broken, she still seemed to be immersed in the dream, rejoicing with her lover, but only the cold waning moon in front of her was with her. How many moonlit nights like this made her gloomy and self-pitying. ”

"yes, yes." Cao Yue followed closely and said: "However, the willow is green, year after year, and the Yiren are still far away, only the snorting flute and low sobbing, the cold waning moon accompanies the emaciated shadow, and the green willow reminds me of the past." He secretly glanced at Wei Qing'er and sighed: "This kind of hard thinking and pursuit is persistent, but it is fruitless. ”

Wei Qing'er smiled faintly, as beautiful as a budding flower, tightly holding the heartstrings of the men in the room. She shook her head and said, "All of you are right...... Just ......"

"Just what?" Everyone looked puzzled.

"It's just that the meaning of this poem is not as superficial as you just said......" came a man's hearty laugh from the back of the lobby.

Everyone was stunned, and looked in the direction of the voice, but saw Gu Yuanxi standing with his hands in his hands again, and his expression was extremely arrogant in the eyes of everyone.

Everyone looked indignant. Only Wei Qing'er and the red-clothed man in the distance were stunned for a moment, and then the corners of their mouths invariably showed a hint of nonsensical smiles.