Immediately, a guest took out some silver taels from his sleeve cage and asked the guy next to him to inquire about a certain dancer.

Wei Yingzheng recognized the identity of this person, mistook this practice for a reward and a reward, and laughed to himself, "It's just an empty shell of the Bofu, pretending to be poor and generous." ”

Before the last word "square" was bitten, his eyes spread out to the tune on the stage, and one hand took out a gold ingot from the placket, but stopped it at the moment when he was about to send it out.

He had been aware of it before. Compared with the dancers with complicated makeup, the drumming girls around them looked much simpler.

He only pulled up all his hair and put a bun on top of his head.

It wasn't until the moment he recognized her that Wei Yingzheng knew that she was neat and pure, and this description could be used on the shriveled and meaningless word "simple".

The girl, like the girls who were beating the drums around her, wore a mutton fat-colored skirt, because it was a high-waisted and breast-high style, which was not as good as the tight clothes of the dancing girl. However, he could imagine and was very sure that under the wide and light skirt, there must be a slender waist like the best.

Wei Yingzheng was ecstatic.

Seeing that half of the song had passed, he had identified the dancers for a long time but still hadn't found anyone. It was because the old mother who stopped him didn't have a long memory, or was so stupid that she couldn't understand the hidden explanation in his words, and she was bored with how to find some trouble, but she didn't expect to wash him and send it to her eyes.

This surprise came very suddenly, and it was done very much to his heart's content!

As the tune rose and fell, the battle of the peripheral drums began to change, and they pulled up the bracelets in their hands, hooked the toes of their left feet and made circles on the spot, and immediately wiped their backs and hands, and slowly listed the three-legged positions. suddenly turned into a backup dancer, smiling at the guests in the audience.

It's a masterful art of serving water – being impartial and reconciled. They glanced over and didn't stop for a moment, and there was a way to show mercy everywhere, so that everyone felt that they were smiling at themselves.

And Song Zhixi is different.

With a sly flash of inspiration, she didn't hesitate at all, glanced at the past as if she had caught prey, and didn't let go, looking at him with a shy and clear gaze.

That's the kind of appearance, it's blatant, without a little obscurity and disguise.

If wine can make people drunk, then maybe music can also make people drunk and full of confidence.

Her eyes were bright, and the smile in her apricot eyes went straight to the bottom of her eyes, and when she successfully looked at each other, she turned into a timid shyness. Between the dodging of his eyes, there was an unknown admiration.

Looking at someone's inexplicable expression, Song Zhixi was already smiling in his heart.

Well? It's so presumptuous, how should you treat me?

"Oh, look at that girl." Noticing the subtle situation on this side immediately amused many guests, however, the person concerned might as well fall into a momentary delay.

Then he suddenly raised his hand to cover his eyebrows, and after looking carefully, he found that under his eyebrows, he couldn't help laughing.

Zhou Xucheng bit a little helplessly and muttered to himself.

"Does she know that she's setting herself on fire?"

The colleague who overheard it was puzzled, and subconsciously asked, "What is the prince talking ......about?"

From beginning to end, Wei Yingzheng didn't think about anything else, he only knew that those snow-colored deer eyes were so clean and clear that they didn't seem to speak.

Committing to a pickled place full of copper stench for thousands of people to linger in is really a tyrannical thing, and it is better to ......

He took out the gold ingot and told his men to turn it into the hands of the man in charge.

The end of the music won the praise of the whole hall, perhaps no one noticed, Song Zhixi blinked his right eye and smiled brightly at the man.

The last smile was heartfelt and unbridled, and nothing else.

She inexplicably felt that all the unhappiness was gone, and she was in a good mood, and she was simply angry.

The girls were about to leave, but at the moment when Wei Yingzheng got up, a small change occurred.

The steward who stopped him immediately summoned the guards who were about to step forward, and made a gesture of asking for a speech, the etiquette was just right, but he did not lose his aura.

"Childe, I have taken a fancy to one of you girls today, it depends on whether you can give this face or not."

Hearing this, the steward knew in his heart, and he smiled respectfully, "Redeem yourself for cash, why don't you come back another day?" Afraid that people would be in a hurry, he continued to explain, "People are here with us, will they be lost?" ”

Wei Yingzheng was a little disliked, he looked at the right eye again, and he also hated women in his bones, he thought that if he could ask him to speak in person, he would already be condescending to that woman, so he would not let go.

"Stay with me for the night, and that's it."

"It's just a matter of gossiping and making a confidante, and this is also going to be stopped?"

The steward was unhappy, and his tone became righteous and righteous, "I'm afraid that this noble man will come back for the first time, according to the rules of our hall......" Without waiting for the steward to refuse, Wei Ying slammed his fist on the railing and blurted out-

"Who said I wanted you dancers, those girls, I don't like them."

Yes?

At that time, a guy came over and whispered a few words to the steward, and then he figured out the origin of this master, and it was Aunt Dou who deliberately explained the identity of this person, and the future is on the current momentum, so it is best not to provoke.

"Then, Childe, please take care of yourself."

The man walked up in high spirits.

When that finger was pointed at her unceremoniously, Song Zhixi felt a rudeness and offense that he had never experienced before.

Even if she was deliberately pushed by Aunt Dou, she had never had such a strong disgust.

When a person treats others with an attitude and courtesy, it does not mean that this person will be born arrogant and willing to be dictated by others.

That's herself, Zhu Mingyan, and Song Zhixi at this moment, the truest reaction.

That's all she does?

I thought that Songhetang was a clear stream, but now it can be regarded as a long insight. Where is there anything to talk about?

She looked at the steward who had "sold" her and sneered, "This kind of generous behavior really makes me dare not compliment." ”

"Take it away." The steward glanced at her, and immediately a group of mothers-in-law with big shoulders and round waists came with sophisticated hands and feet.

She lowered her eyebrows, and the moment she obediently turned to walk with them, it seemed as if she had taken the initiative to put away the thorns in her body. It was just a small episode, and the steward ignored her and went to greet the others.

That look was quenched with poison, as if it was alive to awaken a long-standing and heart-piercing dull pain, she couldn't remember, she couldn't remember who she had seen in it, many people, it seemed like a lot of people...... She didn't want to pursue it, and she couldn't bear to pull out the cold.

- Who?

- Who?

"Me."

At the end of the sentence, he pulled down, and his tone was clear and smiling, as if he was answering a humble inquiry from the steward, asking him what he was doing.

The movement behind her made her come back to her senses suddenly, and her pace slowed down for half a moment.

In fact, while she was gone, someone else stepped forward.

He thought for a moment and said with a faint smile, "I'm here to ask for someone." ”

Her mind went blank, and her steps away were difficult and unconsciously dragged by her, and the conversations of several people behind her were inadvertently amplified in her ears, mixed with the echo of the aftersound.

"What does this son mean ......"

"Did I say I wanted to change people?"

All the attention around her returned to her. Finally, she turned back without any scruples.

For a moment, he smiled and fell into her eyes and nodded at her, "She." ”

Zhou Xucheng.

"Yo! Good! ”

"Well done!"

The drama of the two men fighting for the red face aroused people's praise and agitation, not to mention that the fight was just a servant girl, and for a time they earned enough people's high interest, they added fuel and vinegar to engage in gimmicks, and made this drama more and more popular in a timely manner.

The man's waist is only tied with a thin braided rope belt, which is simple, which not only looks thin but also improves the waistline, and the waist is long and straight, so that the girls on the stage look nervous and envious, and their hands and feet are not very comfortable.

Until then, no one knew what he had taken from the plate until this moment—

Under the gaze of everyone, he stood in front of her and raised his arm leisurely, and sent a piece of hawthorn into his mouth and latched it to one end, just half into his teeth.

The rosy half-contained under her lips had never been stained in any way, but it occupied all her eyes.

Under her stunned gaze, he smiled and slowly spread his arms, his palms unreservedly spread upward, and stopped here.

This series of actions has already paved everything for the people who are waiting, and what is waiting for is self-evident.

There are faceless guests who laugh at the right time——

"This son, it's not kind to cut off the beard halfway, it depends on whether the girl is willing to follow you."

Wei Yingzheng was furious when he boarded, and he was shocked that this was the son surnamed Zhou who had just heard people talk about, how could he covet her so covetously?!

Angry, this is embarrassing him, how can he get off the stage?!

In the eyes of most of his peers who knew Zhou Shizi's temperament, it was he who kindly rescued her and personally found the steps to let her go down. But she realized that she was also given a choice, and intended to ask for her answer.

Song Zhixi's breath was restless.

As if on an ordinary day, I asked her with a smile: How about following me?

The fragments of lotus roots and entanglements behind the painting screen still lingered in his thoughts, and Song Zhixi's fingers curled up, exhaling a deep breath in his heart.

Zhou Xucheng only smiled, and under his gentle and determined face, only he knew that he was gambling. For the first time, I put myself in an abrupt gamble.

Miss Song, I just want to ask you, am I ridiculous?

It's just that he didn't have time to say anything more, everything came too quickly. He could see that she was smiling, and took a step back under his fervent gaze.

He stared at her, his brow furrowing.

He couldn't figure out why it was so difficult when there was only one step.

"Whew-" The audience suddenly sighed and was in an uproar.

Why, refuse to rescue? He chuckled and gradually put away his expression, and indifferently sent out a word.

"Okay."

His long eyelashes drooped slightly, his eyelids pressed down slightly, and his hoarse voice even changed the lines of his voice. She looked away, only to feel a fishy throat.

The man left the table in a muffled voice, and the faces of several of his peers who had sat together earlier might as well have been a little ugly. Such an arrogant person in Beijing told him to eat deflated or something, don't even think about it. I have heard that the girl of Songhetang has a high heart and does not know how to lift, they have seen it tonight, I am afraid that they are shallow-eyed, and they don't know what kind of character this person is, and at this time they can only wish the girl more blessings.

"Brother Zhou, are you satisfied with this scene?" Wei Yingzheng squinted at him, and when he was close by when he passed by someone, he smiled lightly and spit out such a sentence.

The man who left slowly lifted his eyelids and looked at him without a trace, without a trace of emotion......

There were guests on the scattered seats who were struggling with their eyebrows, and they felt that the scene was a little difficult for a while, so they looked for something and pulled away, and a drama with expectations did not come as they wished, so they gave up.

-

Song Zhixi raised his head and closed his eyes.

Hawthorn.

Yes, she looked at the plate snack twice before going on stage, which was hawthorn.