Chapter 29: The First Floor of the Ages: Yihong Building

"Yihong Mansion? I'm so weird, how can there be this building anywhere. ”

Ling Husu wanted to know why no matter what TV series or classical novels, Yihong Mansion would appear.

Now I can see with my own eyes that in such a small county, there will be such a famous Qinglou.

"Little junior brother, we can't go to this place, we should go back."

"What can't you go, let's go, junior brother, I'll take you to see it."

Ling Hu Su was very excited, he had not visited the ancient Qinglou yet. Speaking of it made him feel as uncomfortable as eating ants, why was it his daughter.

The glamorous woman who greeted the guests at the door fell in love with Ling Husu at a glance, with a handsome face and a chic dress, she must not be a mortal.

"Three guests, please."

Xuan Wu and Xuan Qing had bitter faces, and they didn't even care about pulling Ling Husu's clothes behind his back, wanting to drag him out.

"Wow, my sister is so beautiful, her eyebrows are like green feathers, her muscles are like snow, her waist is like bundles, and her teeth are like shellfish." Ling Husu opened his mouth and came, so that the white-clothed beauty on the left had a spring on her face, and she couldn't wait to rush over immediately.

"Childe is so literate, I'm Ruxiang."

"Childe, I'm Wen Fang."

A group of women introduced themselves, so that Hu Su smelled the fragrance of flowers, which was not unpleasant, but the fragrance of flowers was very cleansing.

Ling Husu still had a conscience, and when he saw that the two senior brothers were extremely uncomfortable, he pushed the women around him away and said, "My two friends don't like women, don't bother them, just disturb me, senior brother, give me my silver." ”

Xuanwu helped Ling Husu carry the silver, and at this time, he couldn't wait to turn around and run away, and hurriedly handed the bulging money bag to Ling Husu, which made a group of women's eyes hot.

Linghu Su went inside and took out a large amount of silver from the money bag, but made a deliberate mistake, causing a large amount of silver to fall out of the money bag, causing a group of women to rob it. When they raised their heads, there was no trace of Linghu Su.

"A bunch of vulgar fans, not interested."

Linghu Su and the senior brothers came to the second floor, and the old bustard was late, with a wrinkled smile on his face.

"Ouch, the three masters are here, I don't know which girl I fell into, I have so many beautiful girls here."

The old bustard was carrying a group of girls behind him, which was completely inconsistent with Ling Husu's aesthetics, he shook his head and said, "I'm not interested, do you have any more beautiful ones here, silver is not a problem." ”

Ling Hu Su found a chair to sit down, threw the money bag on the table, and made a thud.

The old bustard's eyes widened, and he hurriedly replied: "Yes, of course." ”

Turning his head and shouting: "Is Ruxiang there?" ”

"Ruxiang is accompanying Zhang Gongzi."

"Where's the lotus?"

"Are you accompanying Li Gongzi?"

"Where's Xia He?"

"I'm accompanying Lord Zhou."

The old bustard frowned, turned around and put on a smiling face, and said, "Childe, please wait a moment, I'll go and have a look in the back." ”

After the old bustard left, Xuanwu breathed a sigh of relief, Xuanqing was fine, he was well-informed, and it was easier to stabilize his mind.

"Little junior brother, what do you want to do? Besides, you're a daughter. Xuan Wu tried to persuade Ling Husu a lot to make him turn back.

"What's wrong with my daughter? Everyone has a love for beauty, so I can't love beauty? ”

"Yes, you can do whatever you want, alas, next time let the senior brother come out with you, I won't come anyway."

Linghu Su smiled and said, "Fifth Senior Brother, are you a virgin?" Second Senior Brother doesn't need to ask, it must be. ”

"What do you mean to be a virgin?"

"That is, it is a man who has never been with a woman."

Xuanwu's face was red and his ears were red, and he didn't say a word. Xuan Qing sighed: "No, but I once loved someone, but she didn't love me." ”

"Alas, the people I love don't love me, and I don't love the people who love me, which can be called the great tragedy of life. Don't worry, Fifth Senior Brother, when you are still vulgar, I will let you be a general, what woman do you want. ”

Xuan Qing waved his hand again and again, and said: "Little junior brother, this kind of thing can't be said nonsense, I have sworn to always accompany my Buddha, and it is impossible to return to the world." ”

At this time, there are maids serving tea, as well as melon and fruit snacks.

After a while, the old bustard came back and said with a smile: "Xiuyue is out of the cabinet today, and she is going to select the guests to enter the curtain, is the son interested in participating?" ”

"Is Xiuyue pretty?"

"Of course, it's the treasure of our Yihong Mansion."

Scold! Devils believe it.

The position where Ling Husu was sitting happened to be able to see the stage on the first floor, and at this time, the young masters who learned the news poured in from various rooms or outside the building, occupying a good position at the front first.

"I heard that Xiuyue is as beautiful as a fairy, and Chen Xianling wants to be accepted as a concubine in the seventh room, but Xiuyue refuses, so he will leave the cabinet today."

"Chen Xianling is lustful and ugly, so it's strange that a woman can afford him."

"Shhhh

Linghu Su has clear ears and eyes, can hear the upstairs and downstairs discussions clearly, and is interested, it seems that this kind of old-fashioned plot is about to be staged, which is very interesting.

Xuanqing reminded Ling Husu: "Little junior brother, let's go, others choose the guests to enter the curtain, so don't get involved." ”

"Why can't I mix it in? Isn't it normal for me to be favored by beautiful women with my talent, appearance, and wealth? ”

Xuanqing shut up and stopped persuading, he could see that this little princess was the lord who was not afraid of heaven and earth, fortunately, there were two of them with him and could protect him, otherwise, who knew what kind of chaos would happen.

"Trimming the moon, trimming the moon......"

With a shout, a woman wearing a veil, a beautiful figure, and a light blue fairy dress came out from behind the curtain, holding the pipa, she must have performed a talent.

In ancient times, women were dressed more bloatedly, and it was difficult to see the figure, but Ling Husu was experienced, and just by looking at the height, body shape, fingers, and sitting posture, you could see whether the woman's figure was good or bad.

"From my judgment, this woman's figure is really superb." Ling Hu Su's eyes lit up, and he could see Xuanwu and Xuanqing cold.

"Thank you for your support, the little girl will play a song first to thank you for coming."

After speaking, Xiuyue played the pipa, so that Husu knew the piano and some classical instruments, but he didn't understand the pipa. But the music is connected, and it doesn't prevent him from hearing the true meaning.

What kind of song did Hu Su don't know, his voice was like crying, like a sad song, a broken intestine, and a cigarette that had been smoked.

"It's nice to listen to, it's funny." Xuan Wu commented.

"It's a little melancholy and hesitant." Xuanqing's evaluation.

Ling Husu said: "This is the confusion of life, the sadness of the future, her heart is like ashes, and she has a heart of death." ”

The music was around, and there was nothing else in the entire Yihong Mansion except the sound of music, and everyone was immersed in it, but except for Ling Husu, no one could read the despair in it.

She wanted to kill herself!

After the song, the audience burst into warm applause, the men applauded loudly, all kinds of compliments came out one after another, and the women were full of hatred, wishing that Xiu Yue would die immediately.

Xiu Yue was very calm, slowly put away the pipa, stood up, and said, "Whoever can make a poem that fits this tune, I will choose him." ”

Writing poetry, this is the expected link, and those literati and ink artists in the audience suddenly puffed up their chests, and now it is their performance time.