After a short time, someone brought in melon and fruit snacks and simple wine and dishes. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info They didn't come to eat, so the dishes were very simple.

Meng Yan poured Gao Xianda a glass of wine and toasted him. Gao Xianda took a sip, it was just ordinary liquor, and it seemed to be mixed with water. Gao Xianda has been drinking the good wine in the army in the past few days, and he is also lacking in interest in this ordinary goods.

Since the wine and food were not smooth, Gao Xianda was not interested in continuing to consume, and he said, "What is the matter with you?" ”

Meng Yan made a gesture, interrupted Gao Xianda's words, and whispered, "Be careful that the wall has ears." ”

Seeing that he was mysterious, Gao Xianda could only give up.

After a while, more than a dozen girls walked into the house step by step under the leadership of the turtle slave, stood in a row, and saluted together: "Hello guest officer! ”

They are about the top brands in this store, and the clothes on their bodies are all carefully tailored, which is several grades higher than the overall aura of the women who stand on the street outside. And the rouge gouache they use is also much more advanced, the smell is light and elegant, and they don't want to choke their noses so much in other places. And among these women, there are indeed a few who look quite good, at least 7 points, and even Gao Xianda can't help but look at it a few more times.

Although it was Meng Yan who took the initiative to pull Gao Xianda into this fireworks venue, he himself didn't seem to have much interest in these women, and his eyes didn't linger too much on these people.

He just casually asked, "Which of you sings better?" ”

At that time, two people stepped forward and replied that they were from a serious southern class, and they sang very authentically in Jinling Minor. One of them also said that he was a Qinhuai person, who had been taught by a serious teacher, and was the same as Chen Yuanyuan, who was famous all over the world back then.

Gao Xianda had never been to such a place, and it was very novel to hear what they said. But Meng Yan's face was flat, and he just let the two of them sing a few words casually.

The two of them have cooperated before, and they all carry everything with them, and immediately one strokes the piano, the other plays the board, and sings a few words when they open their mouths. Gao Xianda had never heard the Jinling minor tune, but he only felt that these two people sang and harmonized, sang tactfully, and their voices were melodious, which was quite meaningful.

Gao Xianda saw that the two women looked good and sang well, so he glanced at Meng Yan and said in his heart, "It's almost okay?" ”

Meng Yan shook his head and said, "Although you sing well, it is not the local charm of Qinhuai, and it sounds like a bit of a surrounding suburban county." ”

The one who played the board blushed and replied, "Uncle, you are really a knowledgeable person." The little woman is actually a person from Dashiqiao in Zhenjiang, and she has only been to Nanjing a few times, but she actually learned the tune in Yangzhou. However, the string-playing pianist in our class really served Chen Yuanyuan. ”

Meng Yan smiled silently.

In addition, the one who stroked the qin was not even from Jiangsu, and he didn't dare to answer, so he just bowed his head and retreated.

Meng Yan threw them two pieces of loose silver and said, "You sing very well, take these to buy tea to moisten your throat." But I'm not here to listen to the song today, which of you has a louder voice? The bigger, the better! ”

Now they were silent. Those who come to this land of fireworks are here to listen to the songs of Yingying Yanyan, and if you want to listen to the octagonal drum, the flyover is the right place to go.

But Meng Yan is an uncle who is willing to make money, seeing that Meng Yan wants to ask the turtle slaves to change a group of people, the last relatively tall woman stood up and said: "If you go back to your uncle, before I came here, I sang with the family for two years, but I didn't learn enough authentically, for fear of polluting your ears, uncle." ”

Meng Yan said: "Just sing! ”

As she spoke, the woman sang two sentences at the top of her voice, but her voice was really not very beautiful. Her bangzi can't get home, her voice is flirtatious, and high-pitched and sharp, quite a bit of a donkey's barking. If she continues to sing in her hometown, she will probably starve to death.

Gao Xianda was a little bored listening to it, but Meng Yan seemed to be very happy to hear it.

"Okay, it's up to you!" Meng Yan took out the silver ingot, threw it over, and said, "Don't care what you sing, it's okay to repeat, don't stop the song, make the scene noisy!" ”

Seeing that the good-looking girls left the house one after another, Gao Xianda was a little helpless. He felt as if he was sitting in a farmhouse yard with a table of peasant dishes, a fellow sitting across from him, and a yelling donkey standing next to him, and the whole atmosphere was ruined.

Didn't you say that you should go to the weathered place? How did you change it to a farmhouse?

"Brother Mao seems to be a little uncomfortable?" Meng Yan said with a smile.

Gao Xianda was noncommittal.

Meng Yan said: "This time, I didn't really want to invite Brother Mao to drink flower wine. Coming here, it's just a cover. The other party's ears are very sharp, and they have to find some noise to interfere. ”

Gao Xianda can think of this.

Meng Yan is very familiar with the routine of this kind of field, and can also distinguish the origin of others through small songs, and seems to be a frequent visitor. So he must have done it on purpose this time. If he had treated him like this, he would have been beaten to death long ago.

"What the hell are you going to do?" Gao Xianda asked angrily.

"Speak quietly." Meng Yan said, "No matter how loud she sings, she can't stand your big voice." ”

After speaking, Meng Yan gently pushed the window open a crack, pointed to the opposite side, and said, "Look over there." ”

Gao Xianda looked through the crack in the window, and the opposite side was the Red Building. Like Jade Xuan, there are also houses facing the street.

The weather was hot and dry, and the windows in most of the rooms were open, except for one room, where the windows were tightly closed.

"Could it be that there's something unsightly in that room?" Gao Xianda secretly said.

At this time, Meng Yan picked up a chopstick, flicked it with his hand, and flew out. The street surface of Pimp Hutong is not wide, so the absolute distance between the two rooms is not too far. And Meng Yan's finger power was not bad, but he saw that the chopsticks "snapped" and hit the opposite window lattice.

Meng Yan hurriedly closed the window of his house, leaving only a crack in the door for Gao Xianda to observe outside.

Hearing the noise of the window, someone pushed it open and peeked out. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, he closed the window again.

But this glance was enough for Gao Xianda to sweep the things in the room.

Gao Xianda may not be familiar with the man's face, but he is very familiar with the two pieces of armor standing next to him. There are very few Western-style plate armors in Beijing.

"Could it be ......," Gao Xianda thought to himself.

"They're all thieves." Meng Yan said, "They are here to assassinate the emperor. ”

When Gao Xianda heard this, he immediately put away the shock on his face, and said coldly: "What's the matter with me?" ”

Meng Yan said: "Could it be that the world-famous Chief Rui is now promoted, and he doesn't care about the emperor's life or death?" ”

Gao Xianda didn't get angry, but smiled: "If you expose my identity like this, aren't you afraid that I will kill people?" (To be continued.) )