I saw her follow the old man up the steps, sit behind the old man in a regular manner, and pull up the erhu in a decent manner, and the erhu's voice was a little desolate.

When the people in the hall heard that it had begun, they all fell silent, and pricked up their ears and stared closely at the two people on the stage, their eyes shining, looking forward to a good show.

Xia Yinhuan saw that such a young child was about to perform on stage, and couldn't help but feel distressed, and said to Liuli: "What do you say this child thinks as a parent, let him come out to beg for a living at such a young age!"

"Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, Niangniang, there is no shortage of such young children in the palace, aren't they all young people who enter the palace as slaves and maids?" Liuli doesn't think there is anything, she entered the palace at the age of twelve, it's been six years, she didn't understand anything when she entered the palace, fortunately, she didn't have a hard time, she relied on her weak body when she was a child, and she learned some martial arts.

Xia Yinhuan thought about it, there are more poor people in the world, and if sympathy is overflowing, even if the Yasukuni treasury is emptied, it will not be able to help.

Just thinking about it, she looked up, and in the private room opposite, there was a woman with her hands on the platform and looking downstairs, and there was a man behind her, sitting with his back to her, wearing a red gold robe, his figure was a little familiar but he couldn't see his face clearly.

Xia Yinhuan inadvertently glanced at it twice, and the woman seemed to notice her gaze, and also raised her eyes to look at her, smiling lightly, there are no beautiful flowers, only dignified and elegant.

The woman seemed to have seen her somewhere, but when she thought about it, she didn't know where she had met, and she smiled at her, which made her fall into deep thought.

"Everyone can go to the Fuxi Teahouse today, the old man is very happy, today I will prepare a small story to tell you, everyone knows the famous poet Su Dongpo, about Su Dongpo a romantic past, mentioned here, it is not about others, it is the famous prostitute Guan Panpan in the south of the Yangtze River, this Guan Panpan was born in a scholarly family, since childhood, the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are all familiar and the dance skills are good, and the beauty is unparalleled, everyone in the land of Xu Si knows no one knows, but unfortunately the family fell in the early years, Guan Panpan married ...... helplessly"

Mr. Storyteller talked about Guan Panpan's life vividly, Xia Yinhuan had heard Guan Panpan's story, but he had never heard it told, and it sounded different.

At this time, the people in the hall held their breath, immersed in the story of Mr. Storyteller, as if they had been held by their souls and integrated into the past that happened in the third year of Tang Dezong's Zhenyuan.

Halfway through the story, when it came to Zhang Su's death, some people had already begun to secretly touch their tears, such as Liuli next to her, and began to sobble in a low voice, which shows that Mr. Storyteller spoke movingly.

Xia Yinhuan didn't think there was anything, throughout the ages, there were so many stories of this kind that they could be written into books, but there were more poems by celebrities, which cast a layer of artistic color on the past of the wind and moon.

As for how much of it is true and how much is false, only the parties concerned know, and the descendants have no way of knowing, Xia Yinhuan held his head on the Xuantai, and looked at the people downstairs who also secretly shed tears.

"Niangniang, don't you think Guan Panpan is so miserable, why is he so unlucky?" Liuli is usually very aggressive, Xia Yinhuan really didn't expect her to be moved to tears for a story, it's really incredible.

"She wasn't pitiful, and she died." Xia Yinhuan came directly to a spoiler, she had read that book, and she still remembered what the ending was.

Liuli's eyes widened and exclaimed, "What, it's actually dead!" ”

It's okay if her husband is dead, even she herself is dead, and she is very aggrieved, in fact, Xia Yinhuan feels that it is completely unnecessary, and she is really chaste enough to seek death for the sake of Qingyu.

"Forget it, you listen slowly, I'm too lazy to say it." Xia Yinhuan didn't want to explain too much, although she knew the end of the story, she still pricked up her ears to listen to the taste of the story.

Liuli frowned, obviously depressed about Guan Panpan's death: "Niangniang, when have you heard this commentary, have you talked about it before?" ”

"I haven't heard of it, I've read a book." Xia Yinhuan replied lightly, I know a little bit about wild history throughout the ages, and Guan Panpan belongs to the category of wild history.

Liuli said 'oh' and said no more, Xia Yinhuan listened to the commentary, raised his eyes to look at the private room opposite, the man seemed to be not interested in the commentary, still with his back to the window.

The woman was lying on the windowsill, listening and watching quietly, and Mr. Storyteller made a big deal of it when Guan Panpan died, and the girl's erhu was desolate, and a kind of sadness spread endlessly.

At this time, someone's sobbing sound reached his ears, Xia Yinhuan turned his head and saw Liuli's eyes full of tears, and said with some disgust: "Can you wipe it?" ”

Liuli cried, and couldn't stop feeling worthless for Guan Panpan's death, Xia Yinhuan can understand this emotion moved by the story very well, just like when watching a movie, especially a ghost movie, it is not terrifying without sound.

In fact, all emotions are composed of sounds to form fantasies, imagining the picture at that time in my mind, no one has ever seen Guan Panpan, but thinking about the sentence 'drunk Jiaojiao can't win, the wind is a peony flower', you can imagine how beautiful it is, maybe the Guan Panpan in everyone's heart is different, but in the mind imagine the beauty that he thinks is the most beautiful.

I don't know who said in the hall: "I think Guan Panpan is afraid that her beauty is the same as that of today's queen mother, I heard that it is the appearance of the country and the city." ”

Xia Yinhuan was stunned for a moment, and then heard someone take over the conversation and say: "That was before, don't you know that the queen mother is now disfigured, not as good as it was back then." ”

She subconsciously touched the scars on her face, a trace of pain in her heart, she thought she had been relieved, but when she heard such remarks, she couldn't help but care.

When Liuli heard this, she stopped crying, stood up, touched a handful of snot and rubbed it on her clothes, rolled up her sleeves and was about to go down to find trouble with the man.

Xia Yinhuan hurriedly grabbed his people, shook her head and signaled her not to be impulsive, the common people are talking about it, and the conversation after tea and dinner is just a matter of conversation, she doesn't have to worry about the people.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, the mother of a country is actually an ugly person, I don't know how long Your Majesty can spoil her." Someone arched his hand to the sky to show respect for Cang Linchen, but when he talked about her, he used the word 'ugly'.

Mr. Storytelling had already bowed his hand and stepped off the stage, and the little girl followed suit, although the storytelling was over, the discussion continued.

The words became more and more ugly, and I actually heard someone mention it: "What is she afraid of, without His Majesty's favor, wouldn't there be King Lian, King Lian has a soft spot for the queen!" ”

"Presumptuous!" Xia Yinhuan finally couldn't help it, and slapped Xuantai and shouted, they can talk about her casually, it doesn't matter, but they are not allowed to ruin her reputation and Ye Xinghuan's reputation, Ye Xinghuan and her are friends, how did it become such an unethical relationship in their eyes!

As she scolded, the people in the lobby all raised their heads and looked up, only to see the man wearing a blue and white robe, wearing a blue dress, his hair crown was tied up high, fixed with a jade crown, his facial features were upright, and his skin was snow-white, and he was even more beautiful than a woman by seven points, but the scar on the left side of his face entered the eyes, and all the beauty was consumed by the scar.

"Who are you?" Someone asked, what do they talk about them, what does it matter to him as an outsider!

Xia Yinhuan was just excited for a while, and the case was filmed, at this time, everyone looked at her, it was difficult to ride a tiger, and her face turned red and pretended to be full of confidence: "You people, if you talk about royal affairs and defile the current queen and King Lian, aren't you afraid of disaster!" ”

"The Emperor of Heaven is far away, who can control us people." Someone laughed, they just talked casually, is there a clear law that says that they can't discuss the royal right and wrong, but asked: "How do you know that the queen and the king are innocent?" You're not royalty! ”

"I ......" Xia Yinhuan was dumbfounded for a while, she couldn't say that she was the queen, and announcing her identity in public would not only cause a commotion, but it was likely that some people would think that she was annoyed and angry, and wanted to cover up!

Just when she had nothing to say, she only heard a deep voice coming from the other direction: "Does it matter, what does it have to do with you whether you are innocent or not?"

Xia Yinhuan didn't expect that someone would be on her side at this time, but the words were not clear, but it made people misunderstand, presumably someone who didn't know the truth.

When he raised his head to look at the source of the sound, he saw that it was the man in the private room opposite, and when he stood up and stood next to the woman, he was another person in the conversation.

As soon as these words came out, the people who were talking about the topic looked at each other, you look at me, I look at you, someone has seen Ye Xinghuan, and at this time he also recognized him: "It seems to be King Lian!" ”

Hearing this identity, the people who were still talking about Ye Xinghuan and Xia Yinhuan just now looked as embarrassed as if they had eaten flies.

They never thought that when they said bad things about others, that person happened to be by their side, and they listened to all the bad things without their knowledge, and what they didn't know was that it happened to be both of them.

Xia Yinhuan looked at the person opposite in astonishment, Ye Xinghuan on the other side raised his eyes and looked at her, the distance was not very far, Xia Yinhuan could even see the way he looked at her clearly, without the slightest emotion, faintly cold.

Not surprised, nor surprised to find the look she should have here, Xia Yinhuan couldn't help but think, he should have known that he was here, could it be because of this that he turned his back to the window, and didn't want her to know that he was also in the teahouse?

The people in the lobby are all ordinary people, and at this time, I heard that it was a night walk, and some of them just happened to see it, and they questioned the identity of King Lian.

At this time, Ye Xinghuan slowly withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked to the door of the private room, and said coldly: "I have finished listening to the storytelling, and this king will send you home." ”

Today Liu Yan has to go out for a walk, so he will accompany her to walk around the capital, and when he saw the teahouse full of people, he followed Liu Yan to the teahouse, otherwise he would not have the leisure to come here.

Liu Yan glanced back, Xia Yinhuan on the other side was still looking at her, smiled gently, and then slowly followed Ye Xinghuan out of the door of the private room.

"The queen mother is here, is it okay not to say hello?" Liu Yan walked out of the door of the private room and asked, the room on the second floor is in a circle, if you want to go down to the second floor, you will pass by the private room where Xia Yinhuan is, and it is not impossible to meet there.

"You know her?" Ye Xinghuan turned around coldly and asked, his eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly, and there were complex and profound emotions hidden in his eyes, making it difficult to see his true thoughts.

Liu Yan smiled faintly and said: "When Niangniang arrived at King Lian's Mansion that day, I didn't know it, but I found out after asking Dong'er." ”

Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and there was a trace of bitterness at the corner of her mouth, she knew that there must be something between him and Xia Yinhuan, otherwise it would not be related to Xia Yinhuan, and he reacted very abnormally.

Just like today, there is no need for him to stand up and speak, many stories circulated among the people are impossible to verify, and the truth of the matter will inevitably be distorted after the person-to-person transmission is handed over, if it is really nothing, why should he clarify it?

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