The sky is getting darker, but the business of Feixue Yue Lan Pavilion is getting better and better, and before the twilight of the day, the two floors are full, which shows how amazing Liu Qingge's influence is.

In the corner of the room, Tang Hai sat there alone, with a few delicate pastries on the table and a pot of wine. The wine is not intoxicating, but the fragrance is overflowing, which is the signature of Feixue Yue Lan Pavilion - clear water and clear stream. Feng Zhilan is not only a first-class dancer, but also a first-class brewing master, this clear water and clear stream can be said to be priceless in the capital, only here can be drunk, just a pot of wine, it will cost a full thirty taels of silver, it can be seen how precious it is.

Tang Hai sat there drinking himself, as if isolated from the world, but his eyes kept staring at the two tables in the distance. At one table, Lan Qingzhu and Li Ziyou were seated, while the other table was Cheng Caihe and Tang An. Lan Qingzhu and the others were quite regular, just talking about something in a low voice, Tang An and Cheng Caihe were different, the two whispered from time to time, pointed at a certain girl, and then smiled lewdly, obviously talking about the topic of unbearable ears.

It turned out that after school in the evening, Tang Hai heard that Tang An said that he wanted to come to this Feixue Yue Lan Pavilion, so he secretly paid attention. Seeing Lan Qingzhu and a few people sneaking around, after looking for someone to ask about it, they learned about Cheng Caihe's gambling contract with Lan Qingzhu.

In his opinion, this kind of wind moon field is definitely not a good place. If you make a mess here, it's not going to be easy to clean up. Worried, although I don't like it here, I also stubbornly follow it. Curious, I also ordered a pot of elixir and took a small sip, which tasted good.

It is full of people, like the most lively market. Tang Hai looked at it, and all the people present were well-known figures in the capital. Here these people seem to have completely undressed their disguises, changing their usual sven or serious appearances, drinking against each other, talking and laughing loudly, and enjoying themselves to the extreme.

Somehow, he suddenly remembered the poem that was widely circulated in the streets and alleys: the warm breeze in Bianjing intoxicates the literati, the wind of pen and ink flows into the Shimen, and he often makes fun of wine and songs, and does not think about the heroic soul of the battlefield.

Isn't everything in front of you exactly the same as described in the poem? It's a good song for wine, but everyone only wants to have fun, who will take responsibility for the country? A dignified seven-foot man, who doesn't think about serving the country and the people, but he can't think about it in this Fengyue field, it's really sad.

The situation of the country is like this, what can he change as a teacher? With a sigh, Tang Hai suddenly felt a deep sense of weakness.

Suddenly, the lights in the room dimmed, and the Feixue Yue Lantai in the most central patio was brightly lit, the whole white jade table reflected a layer of hazy yellow, the dark orchids bloomed, and the pond had a lot of golden lotus, which complemented the stage, only making people feel like they were in a picture, and the beauty did not dare to force the eyes.

Everyone in the room stopped talking, everyone craned their necks, and their eyes were on the stage, knowing that the show was about to begin.

Quiet, the quiet that can be smelled of hair loss.

The whole picture is like a freeze frame, everyone is like a puppet, and they are reluctant to even blink their eyes, for fear of missing this audio-visual feast.

"Ding."

The melodious sound of a bamboo hammer tapping the chime came, as if it were striking on everyone's hearts. The strings sounded, the thin fingers plucked the strings, and a familiar and pleasant song "Flying Snow Yuelan" sounded, accompanied by the sound of bamboo flutes and chimes, like fairy music.

The curtain behind Feixue Yuelantai opened, and a group of young girls dressed in goose yellow dance costumes came slowly, waving their water sleeves, standing at a distance from the edge of the stage, their bright eyes flowing, and they were extremely expressive. The slender waist twisted slightly, dancing to the slow and tender music, like a group of heavenly fairies.

The music went from slow to fast, and the prelude passed, and four dancing girls dressed in red, yellow, green and white clothes slowly walked into front of the stage, thinking that they were the four golden flowers in Cheng Caihe's mouth.

These four people are all beautiful characters, with exquisite figures, waist limbs as if they are not in a hand, beautiful and moving posture, touching with a smile and a smile, and their gestures are unique, some are charming, some are pure, they can be described as all landscapes, and everyone has a style.

The dancers who appeared before were all excellent, but compared with these four people, they were 108,000 miles behind, no wonder Cheng Caihe was so concerned. Such a character, I am afraid that any man who sees it wants to explore the "heart" of others.

"The four golden flowers have finally appeared." Cheng Caihe clapped his hands and shouted, his eyes lit up, and he looked like an obsessed pig brother, and he didn't even know that saliva was coming out. "Spring butterflies, summer rain, autumn leaves, winter snow, the four famous concubines each have a victory, all of them are the best beauties!"

Tang Anunnu's mouth wandered around the people for a long time, but he was a little unimpressed with these names in his heart. It's so cheesy, how can it be named spring, summer, autumn and winter? Obviously, it should be called according to the bust! Wouldn't it be more appropriate to call cows, goats, nurses, and nurses?

Tang An's thoughts, the four people on the stage could not hear it no matter what. Some of the four people are smiling, and some are as cold as frost, forming a very strong contrast, with flying sleeves, ** lightly raised, indescribably charming and moving. With the melodious and tactful melody, the four of them spit out lightly and sang at the same time:

Nightshade,

The snow dances lightly.

The hollow valley is silent,

Ice cubes hanging upside down,

Youlan Qingying thin,

Accompanied by green pines to keep the cold of the year.

Who said that Hongyan is the loneliest?

Lingering fragrant spring and summer flowers,

Resistant to ice and snow,

The cold wind is free.

Thousands of miles of snow,

Scattered thousands of feet of land,

When the wind is gone,

Own ice and snow knowing.

The melodious tune enchanted a group of guests. On the white snow and snow, the flying snow Yue Lan platform is accompanied by a pleasing dance, like four colorful flowers blooming in the ice and snow, making people drunk before drinking.

Tang An was shocked in his heart, he couldn't imagine that Datang's singing and dancing were so exciting, even people like him who didn't know how to appreciate elegant art were immersed in it and couldn't extricate themselves.

The four of them sang and danced on the stage, feasting the audience's eyes, and unconsciously, the vocal music stopped, and the four slowly stopped dancing and froze on a flowery action, which made the audience cry out for pity. A moment later, a tidal wave of applause rang out. Many of the guests even stood up and shouted cheers, clapping their hands as if they were not their own.

The crowd was boiling and excited, but the four of them were not happy or surprised as if they had done a trivial thing, but they bowed and slowly retreated. Just when many people secretly complained of regret, the four of them walked around to the front of the stage from behind, each holding a small white jade cup in their hands, and they actually toasted to the guests. The two girls, Chundie and Xia Yu, went to the second floor, and Autumn Leaves and Winter Snow came to the first floor.

Coincidentally, the location of Autumn Leaves, who was dressed in yellow, happened to be not far from Tang An's table. I saw that Yiren applied a little powder, greeted each other with a smile, and there was a cute look between his eyebrows, which made a group of sons feel excited, and they couldn't wait to scratch her white and tender little hands twice.

Tang An saw that the opportunity was coming, and gently poked Cheng Caihe, and said, "Young master, good opportunity, hurry up and get on the props!" ”

After stabbing for a while, there was no response, and when I turned my head to look, I saw Cheng Caihe with a smirk on his face, and his two eyes were about to turn into heart-shaped, looking like a who had never seen a woman.

Tang An secretly scolded him for being unproductive, and raised his voice and said, "Young Master! ”

"Chest—ah, what? Who called me? Cheng Caihe wiped the corners of his mouth and turned his head to look around.

Tang An said: "Young master, this autumn leaf girl is close at hand, if you miss a good opportunity, you will regret it, quickly bring the props we bought in the store on the road." ”

It turned out that when the two passed by the market, Tang An had an idea and instigated Cheng Caihe to spend dozens of silver to buy some so-called "props": a bottle of bone-setting wine that is said to be an ancestral secret recipe, a box of exquisite agarwood, and a pack of things that I don't know what they are. Cheng Caihe asked again and again, but Tang An sold it, but he didn't say what it did.

"What chance?" Cheng Caihe said in a daze.

Sure enough, it's Cheng nerd! Tang An scolded a fool and said hurriedly: "Young master, don't you want to talk to Jinhua?" ”

"Talking to Jinhua?" Cheng Caihe gasped, obediently, this guy really dares to think. The blue green bamboo flew with a lot of strength, and only then did he drink a glass of water and wine with an ordinary dancing girl, but he also felt that it was a big face. This Tang An actually opened his mouth to talk to Jinhua?

Although there are doubts, he has seen Tang An's ability, although there is not much hope, but if he makes a move, maybe there will be a miracle?

With a one-in-10,000 possibility, Cheng Caihe still obediently cooperated, took out the props from the bag and handed them to Tang An.

A smile rose at the corner of Tang An's mouth, and he actually stood up and walked towards the autumn leaf girl.