Chapter 233 This night, Chen Xie made.

Su Bai Luopa wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, Chen Xie smiled and looked at the woman who came at night and said, "I didn't expect to alarm you too." Zheng Tuoniang smiled without saying a word, her face full of pride. Liu Ru answered: "If you miss tonight, you will regret it." On this Qinhuai River, only a brother-in-law can bring these arrogant and conceited women together. ”

Chen Xie was proud in his heart, but his face continued to pretend indifferently: "There are no such red faces in the world, where did the "Stone Record" come from?" I wrote the story, and you are interpreting the story. ”

Just like that, several women on the side were stunned, and quickly spread the words, and gradually fermented in everyone's hearts. When the moon arrives in the middle, it is reflected on the Qinhuai River, and in the beautiful scenery of poetry and painting, the orchestra and silk bamboo sound.

The conditions are simple, the instruments are simple, and it is still shocking to hear this kind of accompaniment of more than a dozen top musicians for the first time. Any musician here is a rare figure in the painting boat on the Qinhuai River. The first time they worked together, they didn't look jerky, and they didn't even have a conductor yet.

Chen Xie stood by the river, facing everyone, raised his hands, and the moment he put it down, the chorus began: "Flowers and flowers are flying all over the sky, who is sorry for the red incense?" The gossamer is soft and fluttering, and the flocculent is lightly stained with the embroidery curtain. The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the spring twilight, and is full of sorrow. Hand hoe the flowers out of the embroidery curtain, endure the falling flowers back and forth? The willow silk elm pod is from Fangfei, regardless of Tao Piao and Li Fei. Taoli can be sent again next year, who will know in the boudoir next year? The incense nest in March has been built, and the swallows between the beams are too ruthless! Next year, the flower hair can be pecked. But don't go to Liang empty nest and dump. More than 100 little ladies at the scene sang in unison, and instantly captured the hearts of every listener.

"But people don't go to Liang Empty Nest and pour it", just after singing this sentence, Chen Xie raised his hands again, and the chorus stopped abruptly, when one hand fell, Ge Nen stood in front of more than 100 little girls, and slowly sang softly: "Three hundred and sixty days a year, the wind, frost and sword are strictly pressing. How long can it be bright and fresh. Once wandering, it is hard to find. Chen Xie raised his hand again. The chorus resumes.

"Flowers are easy to see and difficult to find, and the front of the steps is sad to kill and bury the flower people, leaning on the flower hoe alone and sprinkling tears, sprinkling the empty branches to see blood marks. The cuckoo was speechless at dusk. The hoe returned to cover the door; The green light shines on the wall, and people fall asleep for the first time. The cold rain knocked on the window and was not warm. Blame the slave for hurting the gods? Half for the spring of pity and half of the annoyed spring. The pity is so annoying that it is gone. and there was no word to hear. Last night, the sad song outside the court was released, do you know that it is the soul of a flower and the soul of a bird? The soul of the flower and the soul of the bird are always difficult to keep, and the bird is speechless and the flower is ashamed; May Nong give birth to wings this day. Fly with the flowers to the end of the sky. ”

The chorus stopped with Chen Xie's hand, the solo sang again, and the first climax came, "At the end of the day, where is the incense hill!" ”

The chorus resumed: "If you don't collect the beautiful bones, you can cover the wind with a pure land!" The essence is clean and clean, which is better than dirt and ditches. ”

Ge Nen sang again: "Now that you are dead, Nong will be buried, and you don't know when Nong will be mourned?" Nong is burying flowers and laughing idiots, who does he know about burying Nong in the year? At the end of the sky, where there is a fragrant hill, and at the end of the sky, where there is a fragrant hill. ”

The chorus resumed: "Try to see the remnants of spring flowers gradually falling, that is, when the red face dies of old age." Once the spring is full of red and old, the flowers fall and people die without knowing. ”

In the last sentence, Ge Nen seemed to use his last bit of strength to sing: "I don't know if the flowers fall and people die." ”

At the end of the song, the people are not dispersed. A funeral flower chant on this Qinhuai River lingers, the wind blows, it seems to be singing, the waves are moving, it seems to be singing. The moon is gone, and it seems that I can't bear to look at it. The fragrance on the Qinhuai River is still there, but the heart is broken.

Every woman on the Qinhuai River has her own funeral flower song in her heart. Under Chen Xie's command, everyone is singing their own funeral flower song with their hearts. At this moment, everyone is immersed in the atmosphere they have created, more than 100 little girls are in tears, and Ge Nen, who is singing solo, squatting on the ground and covering her face with her hands, is already crying.

The result was very natural, and it evolved into more than 100 people on the shore crying in unison, and more than 1,000 people on the river crying in unison. Cry for a song, cry for this night, cry for the Qinhuai River. The crying is far away in the wind, it seems that it is not people crying, but the Qinhuai River is crying, the leisurely flowing water, not the river water, it is the sour tears of the little ladies on the Fengyue field for thousands of years.

What everyone didn't notice was that Chen Xie left quietly, followed by Zheng, Liu, Gu, and Li, everyone had red eyes, and silently followed Chen Xie into the car, and when the car moved, they heard the crying sound from the Qinhuai River. More than 100 little ladies cried together, the red dust was rolling, and the sentimentality accumulated in Fengyue's career was vented by Linlin at this moment. Like a flood dam, once opened, the rushing flow is uncontrollable.

Until Li Zhenli found that Chen Xie was missing, she exclaimed: "Mr. Sihua is gone." The little ladies stopped their sadness, looking at the willow branches, there was no longer Chen Xie's figure, and finally they could only go in the direction of Ming Pao, led by Li Zhenli, and called out neatly: "Mr. Sihua is good!" ”

In the carriage, the four women also cried into tears, on both sides of Chen Xie, Zheng Tuoniang and Liu Ruyi, one of them occupied one shoulder, his forehead was on his shoulder, and he couldn't stop his tears. The two opposites also hugged and cried.

Chen Xie didn't persuade either, and silently looked out of the car window, Qin Huai was windy and moony, the wind was blowing and the willows were shaking, and the horse's hooves were broken.

This night belongs to the woman and belongs to the red face on the Qinhuai River. This night, Chen Xie made!

On a sunny morning, Chen Xie woke up with a splitting headache. I can't remember what happened in the second half of the night. I just remember that after returning to Zheng's house, several women insisted on drinking, and they pulled Chen Xie to prevent him from leaving. Chen Xie's little treasure was forced to contribute, and in Zheng Tuoniang's boudoir, all the maids and mothers-in-law were sent downstairs, and the five people didn't know how much they drank. The old Moutai with 12 bottles and a box is now not a single bottle left.

opened his eyes and looked at the plain white tent, and turned his head to see that it was not Zheng Toniang who was stubbornly pestering him, but Gu Xi, who was not in clothes, and the red dots on the plump were clear. Li Siniang was also half-open and occupied a corner of the ship. On the edge of the bed, lying on their stomachs and still sleeping were Liu Ruyi and Zheng Tuoniang.

Damn, Chen Xie secretly complained, drinking is really bad. I vaguely remember last night that I had an affair with a woman. Look at this formation, it's either Gu Xi or Li Shi Niang. The two of them were disheveled, one was simply naked, the other was wearing the upper body, and the lower body was naked.

Hurriedly covered the two of them with blankets, Chen Xie looked at himself again, and couldn't help but say again: "." "I don't know where the clothes have gone, how can I clean up this situation? After looking for it for a while, I finally found the pants, and after putting them on, I picked them up for Zheng Tuoniang first and put them on the bamboo bed opposite. Then I hugged Liu Ruyi and found a blanket to cover it.

Back in front of the window, looking at the remaining two, I really don't know what to do. In the end, I had to bite the bullet, find out the clothes of the two of them, and then carefully put them on one by one, the fragrant and glamorous Cheng dù of this process almost made Chen Xie lose control again. They are all top-notch characters among beauties, one plump and the other slender.

After holding back his desire to do things, Chen Xie sweated all over his head, and the headache after the hangover was cured. The crotch was tense, and the wolf fled from the scene of the crime, and went to the side room of Yu'er, who was supposed to be asleep outside, and found the toilet when it was cathartic, the curtain flashed behind him, and a smiling Zheng Tuoniang came in.

Chen Xie was taken aback, and when he turned around, he saw the person who came clearly, and raised his forehead and groaned in pain: "Damn, what have I done?" ”

Zheng Tuoniang covered her mouth and laughed in a low voice, looked back, put her finger to her lips, stepped forward and whispered, "Don't alarm them." ”

Chen Xie didn't know what he meant, he was pressed on the low couch in the side room, and stared blankly at this moving woman with a spring face approaching, riding up like a horse, engulfing the majestic wind that had not yet dissipated. A low moan sounded in his ears, like a cat crying on a spring night.

At this time, Chen Xie's mind was thinking of another scene, yes, it was definitely not Zheng Toniang last night, it was more tight, hot as a scorching heat. A whisper came from his ear: "Master, is the meat screen to your liking, or is it a slave?" ”

Just such a sentence, like a thunderbolt in his ears, Chen Xie, who was shocked, almost didn't hold his position.

Zheng Tuoniang said in a low voice: "What about Li Shi Niang's taste?" Chen Xie heard it, this woman knew it, she just didn't stop it. immediately decided to defend and attack, and the waist was strong, and after a few strokes, Zheng Toniang lost the strength to ridicule. Breathing roughly, waiting for the final moment.

On the bamboo bed separated by a wall, Liu Ru is facing the wall, but her eyes are open, and the movement next door is looming, and the sound is in her ears. Can't help but clamp, clamp again, gently squirm and rub.

In just one day, the news of last night's grand event spread to every corner of the city. Every teahouse and wine shop is talking about last night. The women who washed clothes by every river were singing in vain and singing about funeral flowers. Tears flowed down his face, and singing drifted in the wind. The singing drifted into one window after another, and I don't know how to stop the tears that were hooked up in the boudoir, the young girl and the resentful woman who were pregnant with spring.

Zhang Kui, a celebrity on the Qinhuai River, said to a group of friends, famous guests Shen Yuan, Zhang Mao, and Zhang Kui: "Overnight, Chen Sihua pocketed all the hearts of Jinling women, and no one can compete with them from then on." Since then, every painting boat on the Qinhuai River will be proud of Chen Sihua's trip. ”

This is true, the five people who came forward to invite Chen Xie last night, as well as Li Zhenli, who happened to be at the meeting, became famous overnight. Even Li Zhenli, who is over 20 years old, is bustling with cars and horses in front of the door, and visitors are like clouds, rejuvenating the second spring of her career.

Not to mention Yin Chun, Li Xiaoda, and Ge Nen, the three of them were already very popular, but now they can be described as red and purple.

Interestingly, Gu Xi, Li Shiniang, and Ge Nen have been sick since that night. Legend has it that it is lovesickness.

Why is it lovesick, because Chen Xie is gone, leaving the city of Nanjing, where the Qinhuai River is long, and he is nowhere to be found. (To be continued......)