"What do you think?" Zhao Zhenyu nodded proudly, looking proud: "Do you know, Dingguo Gong Xu Wenbi is a frequent visitor to Li Jiumei, Zhu Xixiao, the left governor of the Chinese Military Governor's Mansion, spent a lot of money for Li Jiumei, and even Lord Shen, the second assistant of the cabinet, after listening to Li Jiumei's song, also praised 'This song should only exist in the sky, how many times can I hear it in the world'......"

"Is it so evil?" For Chen Mo, who is accustomed to seeing stars in later generations, Zhao Zhenyu's rhetoric is too exaggerated.

"Evil or not, listen to it once and you'll know."

"Okay, I'm about to see it!" Chen Mo gritted his teeth, glanced at Donghua Gate, and said, "Brother Zhao, wait a minute, let's go back and talk to our father-in-law, and we will come soon." ”

"Okay, you go, Liu You is also at home, let's go look for him, let's meet at Zhengyangmen every time."

Chen Mo agreed to go back to Chen's mansion, and after inquiring, Chen Ju still didn't come back from Qianqing Palace, so he said to his brother-in-law Qian Mu and led the horse out of Chen's mansion.

The curfew is said to have existed in ancient times, and in this dynasty, it was renamed the night curfew, and it was stipulated that after the dusk drum was sounded at the first and third quarters, the people were not allowed to travel until the fifth watch. However, this regulation is only for ordinary people, some people with status and status, even if they encounter soldiers patrolling in the middle of the night, at most they will not break a little blood, such as Chen Mo, Zhao Zhenyu, Liu You, they belong to the kind of people who do not need to break their wealth, and they have to respectfully be released.

Of course, from the first day of the first month to the eighteenth night of the first month, the capital is open all night, and even ordinary people also go to the streets to play, from Zhengyangmen to Jiaofangsi Hutong, there is a lot of people along the way, but it is more lively than during the day.

"Why are there so many people?" Since the crossing, Chen Mo went to the street at night for the first time, and couldn't help asking.

Liu You smiled, he didn't look like a general when he spoke, although his tone was also masculine, slowly, like a woman: "Li Jiumei of Yuexianlou sings on stage every 369, and the thunder can't move, most of these people are going to her!" ”

Chen Mo looked around carefully, and saw that the pedestrians were all dressed in brocade clothes, and the sedan chairs on horseback were all like rich people, and he couldn't help but think of the scene when he went to see a well-known actress's concert, and said that if he sent a fluorescent light to the big guy, it would be more similar.

The Hutong of the Teaching Workshop Division is the name of the official face, all because the Ministry of Rites belongs to the Teaching Workshop Division here, the folk commonly known as the Goolan Hutong is also, it is a famous place to sleep in the willows, it is not an exaggeration to call it the "Golden Cave", and the general public is easily afraid to set foot in this place.

Yuexian Lou is the first family in Goolan Hutong, looking at the past along the bright street, large and small alleys, silk and bamboo, melodious music, at least no less than 100 brothels. The name of "Eight Hutongs" is indeed worthy of its name.

Yuexian Tower is a three-storey wooden building with brilliant lights and a wide area. The three of them dismounted, and a clever man led the horse, and the so-called big teapot with his head bowed and raised the curtain to welcome the person into the door.

As soon as the thick curtain was lifted, the heat rushed in, and the spacious hall was crowded with people, but it was surprisingly quiet. Everyone looked forward to it, looking at the wooden platform directly opposite the hall, and there was no impatience on their faces.

Chen Mo guessed that he was waiting for the woman named Li Jiumei, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised, and said that the woman who could make the high-ranking officials and wealthy people in the hall wait quietly was really not simple, and couldn't help but want to sigh with Liu You and Zhao Zhenyu, but when he saw that after the two of them sat down, their eyes seemed to be stretched by an invisible thread, staring at the veil on the right side of the wooden platform, without looking at themselves, they couldn't help but smile bitterly, and swallowed back the words that came to their mouths.

He is a person who has seen the world, even if he is curious about Li Jiumei, but he can't reach the level of selflessness of Zhao Zhenyu and Liu You.

Sitting on the recliner at the front was Zhu Xixiao, the left governor of the Chinese Military Governor's Mansion, who had taken a photo, and the old man's eyes were above the top, and he didn't look at him directly, which made him very impressed. The person next to him was dressed in a fancy costume, looking about fifty years old, although he had never seen it, but he was strangely familiar, which made him very strange.

How can it feel this way?

Chen Mo curiously retracted his gaze, inadvertently glanced at Zhao Zhenyu, and suddenly found the reason why he was familiar with that person: Isn't this carved out of the same mold as Zhao Zhenyu? Zhao Zhenyu has always been secretive about his family background, and now it seems that it should be inseparable from that old man, right?

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but drag Zhao Zhenyu, and the man in the field snorted: "Brother Zhao, why does that person look so similar to you?" ”

Zhao Zhenyu's face changed greatly, he quickly stretched out his hand and shh

"Hey, Lord Luo is here too?" The words were said by Liu You, it turned out that he also heard Chen Mo's words, looked at him in his sight, and was shocked.

"Lord Luo?" Chen Mo repeated, his brain searched quickly, and a name popped up in an instant: "It won't be Luo Sigong, right?" ”

"What do you say?" Liu You glanced at Zhao Zhenyu: "If you change someone else, can you scare this kid like this?" ”

Luo Sigong is the commander of the Jinyi Wei Zhangnan Town Fu Si Yamen, when Mu Zongshang was in the palace, he was the head of the palace guards, and the young Zhu Yijun was very compatible, and later took over Liu Shouyou to become the commander of the Jinyi Guard, which is the main reason.

No wonder Zhao Zhenyu didn't reveal his origin, so that's the case!

Chen Mo suddenly realized and patted him on the shoulder: "It's just a song, don't you need to be so afraid, right?" Don't worry, let's leave after listening, and we won't let the old man find out! ”

"Hmm!" Zhao Zhenyu nodded like pecking rice.

Chen Mo sneered, and was about to make fun of it, when he suddenly heard the strings of "Zheng" plucked, and suddenly turned his head to look at the wooden platform, but saw the shadow floating, and the light rose after the veil, and a graceful figure came in a curling manner, with a graceful posture, sitting behind the veil, and did not show up, saying: "Everyone has been waiting for a long time!" The sound is like a birdsong, the arm is waved lightly, and the melodious sound of the piano is slowly sung:

"The clouds and mist temples are better than the crows, and the golden lotus yarn is lightly exposed. It's not like waiting for idle flowers outside the wall. Scolding you for being a pretty wrongdoer, half difficult and half playing.

There was no one outside the blue screen window, kneeling in front of the bed and busy kissing. scolded and turned around. Although I am angry, half of it is resigned, half of it is willing.

The silver table lamp extinguished the smoke, and he drowned tears when he entered Luo Wei alone. Sleep alone at first is good to teach people to be lazy. Thin set up quilts, half mild and half cold.

amorous and troubled little enemies, and people who are funny come to be haggard; Hide it from us first, how do you know him, half true and half fake......"

Chen Mo listened to it like broken jade, soft and glutinous, especially the last sentence of "Little Enemy", which made people listen to the soft bones and muscles, and the itchy heart was unbearable, and he couldn't help but stand up and praise loudly: "Sing well!" ”

As soon as the three words fell, it was like a stone thrown into the calm water, and there was a sudden uproar in the hall where the needles could be heard, and countless eyes looked at Chen Mo, and that posture was like murder.

Chen Mo was stunned, what's the matter, can't you praise and sing well?