In April, the peach blossoms are in full bloom.

In Qingzhou City, there is a three-story building that thousands of people yearn for.

The book on the plaque at the door, Fengqi Pavilion.

Since it opened its doors a few years ago, it has always been overcrowded.

The handsome son in Qingzhou City, whenever he needs to entertain guests, he will give priority to this place.

*

The crown prince Su Zhe had already booked the largest box on the second floor a few days in advance to celebrate his entry into the middle palace and his ascension to the throne of the crown prince.

The guests who came today are all the children of high-ranking officials in Qingzhou City, with extraordinary identities and profound backgrounds.

The third prince, the fourth prince, and the fifth prince were also invited.

It was not so much to entertain them, but to take this opportunity to beat them, so that they broke off the dirty thoughts in their hearts that they should not have.

In the box, there was a sound of compliments.

Su Zhe sat on the main seat, enjoying everyone's respect for him.

At this time, he was very proud.

*

"Miss."

"In a little while, she'll be on the stage."

Ruiyun, who was dressed in men's clothes, was holding a jade cup in his hand, and his face looked very expectant.

"Hmm."

Hearing Ruiyun's words, Wang Ruoxi, who was also dressed in men's clothes, nodded lightly.

I didn't expect that the woman she saved a few days ago was actually from Fengqi Pavilion.

Although the women in the Fengqi Pavilion have always only sold their arts and not their bodies, the Qinglou is still a Qinglou after all, and the people outside will still look at it with a pair of colored eyes, and they all think that the women in the land of fireworks are always inferior.

She doesn't have many thoughts in her heart, everyone has their own fate and choices.

The woman in the Qinglou is more forced by life.

After that day, the two of them became close friends, and they hated each other, and their sisterhood grew day by day.

She has been slowly impressed by this stunning and versatile woman.

In the last few days, when nothing happened, she always brought Ruiyun here to sit down.

Come here to listen to the song and taste the wine.

It's also very good.

*

In the middle of the hall on the first floor, there is a stage with a very luxurious decoration.

Around the stage, a hundred flowers bloomed, and the colorful veils hanging on it fluttered gently, attracting everyone's eyes.

Suddenly, a very pleasant sound of the yaoqin sounded, reaching the ears of everyone present.

A graceful woman fell from the sky in a bright red dress.

This scene is so amazing that everyone can't help but put down the wine glass in their hands and stare intently at her dazzling figure.

"Since spring, it has been miserable and sad and red, and the heart is a matter of cocoa."

"The sunshine is on the flowers, the warbler wears the willow belt, and the incense is still pressing."

"Warm and crispy, greasy clouds, tired of combing all day long."

"None of that!"

"Once the hatred is gone, there is no music book."

"Did you know earlier?"

"I regret that I didn't lock the carved saddle at the beginning."

"To the chicken window, only with the barbarian note elephant tube, restraining the teaching class."

"The town is with you, don't throw it away. Needlework and thread sit with Yi idle. ”

"And me, lest you be young and your time will be wasted."

"Fixing the Storm and Storming Since the Spring Comes Miserable Green and Sorrowful" is the work of Liu Yong, a lyricist in the Song Dynasty.

This word is a spokesperson, telling the inner pain in the tone of a woman, and the author's deep pity and pity for the courtesans are revealed between the lines.

Shangque writes about the woman who has just gotten up, emphasizing the scenery and describing the external performance of the characters.

Xia Que expresses the psychology of the woman, goes deep into the ideal taste, and writes about the inner regret and yearning for a better life.

At the end of the song, the skills were astonishing.

It's like a sound of heaven.

*

On the second floor, the box where Prince Su Zhe is located.

"Who is this woman? Why haven't you seen it before? ”

Su Zhe turned his head and asked the personal eunuch who was waiting beside him.

"The slave and maid will go and inquire."

When the eunuch heard this, he immediately understood.

This newcomer singer is really a blessing. only made his first appearance, and he won the favor of the prince.

If?

*

"Huh?"

On the second floor, in another box. A young man wearing a half-masked mask drank the wine in his hand with some pleasure.

"Xiaoluo."

"Send me a basket of flowers."

"Ask her if she can sing a song for me "Queqiao Immortal Xianyun Tricky"?"

Putting down the wine glass in his hand, he said lightly.

"Yes, Childe."

Hearing this, Xiaoluo pushed the door and walked out.

The flower basket here is not cheap.

*

In the hall on the first floor, there was a cheer.

Although the red-clothed singer wore a veil on her face, and she couldn't see her specific face, it still couldn't stop everyone's admiration.

This excellent voice alone is enough.

At this moment, everyone already knows that the name of this singer in red is on the other side.

A very strange name.

The flowers on the other side bloom on the netherworld.

Flowers bloom without seeing leaves, and leaves without flowers.

The color of the flower is like blood.

No one knows why a woman would have such a frightening name.

There are many people in the world who do not know.

This flower also has the meaning of missing.

*

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"The slave has already found out."

"This woman's name is the other side."

"It's not long coming."

The eunuch hurried back to the box and whispered to him.

"The other side?"

When he first heard the name, he was extremely disgusted, which made him frown unconsciously.

"What? His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? ”

"Could it be that you have some interest in this woman?"

"But don't forget, Fengqi Pavilion has set the rules early, and any woman in the pavilion is only selling her art and not her body."

One of the confidants of the third prince, Su Yuan, said to him with a bit of provocation.

The third prince sitting on the side heard these words, but he didn't say anything. I was very happy to see such a scene.

In his heart, the second prince Su Zhe is simply different from him. Although he was temporarily defeated in the battle for the throne, the reason was not his, but his background was inferior to him.

"It's a joke, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is under one person, and above ten thousand."

"A woman in a green building, dare to refuse?"

The confidant of the crown prince Su Zhe, not to be outdone, retorted loudly to him.

"Then we'll see."

*

After singing a song, she slowly walked off the stage with Yaoqin in her hand.

"Miss, just sent a flower basket to the box on the second floor."

"I also asked Miss if she could sing another song for him, "Queqiao Immortal, Xianyun Tricky"?"

A pretty maid hurried up to her and whispered to her.

Except for the steward of the Qingzhou Branch of Fengqi Pavilion, Rose, and several other women who came here from Jinling at the beginning, her true identity is unknown to others.

Everyone only thinks she is a very ordinary singer.

"I see."

Return to the stage again and put down the yaoqin in your hand.

At this moment, everyone in the cabinet is looking forward to it.

The song just now, some of it is still unfinished. If you can listen to the song again, it will definitely be hearty.

"The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark."

"As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win and there are countless people in the world."

"Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, endure the return of the Magpie Bridge."

"If the two love for a long time, how can they be there, morning and twilight."

"Queqiao Immortal Xianyun Tricky" is a lyric work by Qin Guan, a lyricist in the Song Dynasty.

This is a prelude to the Qixi Festival, borrowing the mythical story of the joys and sorrows of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, and eulogizing the sincere, delicate, pure, and steadfast love.

The first film writes about the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl party, and the next film writes about their parting.

The whole word is intertwined with sorrow and music, melting lyricism and discussion in one furnace, melting heaven and earth as one, combining beautiful images with deep feelings, and singing the praises of beautiful love with ups and downs.

This word is affectionate, lofty, beautiful, free and fluent in discussion, easy to understand, but it seems graceful and implicit, and the aftertaste is endless, especially the last two sentences, which sublimates the ideological realm of the word to a new height and becomes a good sentence for the ages.

Eight years ago.

On the occasion of Qixi Festival, it was his wedding day.

She and him are now separated by yin and yang.

The wine in the glass is drunk again.

The road is not full of lovesickness, and the road is not full of melancholy.