Boom!

There was an explosion in the blue sky and white sun, followed by the crackling sound of firecrackers. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, it is still early to celebrate the New Year's Festival, not the marriage of the family, nor the opening of the shop, but the day of Miss Xunfangge's singing.

In Luoyang City, people crowded to Xunfang Pavilion like a tide.

Not far in front of Xunfang Pavilion, a stage laid out on a red carpet is set up, and the mahogany carved railing is half enclosed, this is originally a restaurant, which was strongly acquired by Xunfang Pavilion, and most of it was demolished in one day, and it was used as a backstage.

In front of the stage, sixteen tables fell around the stage in turn, one table of four people, one person ten gold, this gold is real gold, yellow, orange, gold, genuine.

Of course, these are for the big guys, but where will the two-sleeved officials have ten gold? Most of them are donated by good businessmen.

And Xunfang Pavilion is also a big change, it turned out to be a single room in the middle of the second floor of the Red Pavilion to attract guests, facing the stage, which was specially prepared for Emperor Zhu Wen of Liang and his concubines.

Boom!

When the big gong sounded, everyone retreated, and there were messengers in front of them to open the way, and there were eight horses in them, and there were ghosts in the back to accompany them.

The two people bowed their heads carefully, some retreated far away, and some cautiously glanced upward.

Emperor Zhu Wen of Liang sat on top of the chariot in his regular clothes, and under the Luo cover, he had black fangs and mixed manes, and looked at the grass mustard below with a disdainful face.

"Zhu Wen is really a ghost, a ghost who digs people's hearts and eats people's gall."

This is the inner monologue of the onlookers at this moment, and no one dares to raise their heads again.

"Humph!"

Snorting coldly below, Zhu Wen stepped on a big man and walked down from the chariot, and he didn't need someone to lead him, he strode upstairs, and naturally sat in the center of the stage, Zhang Zhenniang immediately sat down next to each other, followed by Yang Miao, Yang Yan, the water and fire judge of the Xuanming Sect, and a few ghosts.

"Is he Zhu Wen?"

In the teahouse on the left side of Xunfang Pavilion, a man with a tall figure and long hair casually draped in his eyes looked at everything and asked casually.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Beside him, a servant in white makeup bowed and replied.

"It's really a pig slaughterer and a dog seller!" Putting on a red demon mask, the man pointed with a sword in one hand and sang.

The servant looked around and reminded in a low voice: "Your Highness, this is Luoyang, the capital of Daliang, let's be careful!" ”

"Humph!" Taking off the mask, the man was a little displeased, "If I hadn't seen Miss Liukite's new words, I would have traveled thousands of miles to come to Luoyang." ”

"Oh~" The servant twisted his eyebrows, eyes and nose, which was quite funny, and asked: "Then I don't know what new words can make my Royal Highness so fascinated?" ”

"This song ......" put on a white mask, and the man sang again: "It must be ~ passed down through the ages~"

The man Jin King Li Keyong is the son-in-law, the second Taibao Li Cunqiao of the Tongwen Pavilion, and the servant is his intimate and physical and mental laparoscopic demons.

Covering one side of his face with one hand, the Mirror Heart Demon whispered: "Your Highness, could this be a trick of the Phantom Sound Workshop?" ”

"Trickery?" As soon as the singing voice passed, Li Cunqiao took off his mask and said disdainfully: "Li Maozhen doesn't have the courage to harm me." ”

It won't kill you, but what about mine? Mirror Demon was a little worried.

"And with the eldest brother here, the eldest brother must have been prepared!" As he spoke, Li Cunqiao turned to look at the middle-aged man sitting on the side with a rich face, "Isn't it, big brother?" ”

Li Cunxuan's eldest brother is only Li Siyuan, the holy master of Tongwen Pavilion, who is the Great Taibao.

"Second brother, don't worry, I have temporarily formed an alliance with the Phantom Sound Workshop!" Gently blowing open the cup of tea in his hand, Li Siyuan took a sip, and then spoke, and a magnetic voice sounded: "This time I was mainly invited by the empress to let the second brother come over to listen to the music." ”

"Oh~" Putting on a red mask, Li Cunmiao sang: "So much~good~" and then unveiled it again, Li Cunmiao looked serious and warned: "Miss Liuqi's talent, I only deserve to appreciate the lyrics and music she composes, and the big brother who listens to the music is not used properly!" ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Li Siyuan shook his head amusedly, and said apologetically: "Big brother is just a rough person, and he doesn't know much about these!" But he said in his heart: "A play is a play, Li Cunqiao!" You can't make it to the climate after all. ”

"Big brother, just remember!"

After speaking, Li Cunmiao quieted down and looked at the stage expectantly.

As the saying goes, a play that doesn't want to perform on stage is not a good son, compared to arranging troops to win the battle, using a good work to arouse the public's applause can make Li Cunmiao more satisfied, but unfortunately he can't do it.

The spectators who bought tickets sat down one after another, and the people who joined in the excitement crowded aside. Except for Zhu Wen upstairs, no one in the audience dares to make a mistake, who knows if you will provoke a strong person who is stronger than you, and a bad one will never recover.

Bang bang!

The gongs and drums sounded, and several skilled warriors wore yellow costumes and painted monkey makeup on their faces from the backstage, flying up and down with the drums, a lively scene.

"Color!"

I don't know who cheered, and then responded, cheering again and again.

"Your Highness!" The mirror heart demon grabbed Li Cunmiao, who had just taken the lead in applauding, with a frightened face, and then thought of something, and immediately knelt on the ground and slapped himself vigorously, "The slave is abrupt, I hope Your Highness will atone for your sins!" May Your Highness atone for your sins! ”

With a frowning brow, Li Cun was reluctant: "Forget it, there is no next time!" ”

The Mirror Heart Demon immediately hit his head on the ground and said gratefully: "Yes, thank you, Your Highness!" Thank you, Your Highness! ”

"The second brother is really kind-hearted!"

Li Siyuan said heartily, secretly mocking, being kind-hearted is not a good word for a prince who wants to inherit the throne and aspire to dominate the world.

"Humph!"

Turning his head, when he didn't hear Li Siyuan's nonsense, Li Cunqiao praised: "It's just a little invite a few martial artists who are not in the stream, draw monkey faces, and match the tune, since it can be so vivid and interesting, Miss Liukite deserves to be a music master." ”

All novel performances are automatically made by Li Cunmiao's brain into a kite, although it is true to a certain extent, but this can still make people feel the unreasonableness of a true love fan.

At this moment, a handsome man dressed in a scholar's outfit with long hair came to the stage and stood in the center, behind him, on one side was a woman in a red suit, and on the other side was a general in armor.

In the audience, someone frowned slightly, didn't they say that Miss Flowing Kite sang? What is the reason for calling a man on stage?

But before anyone could cheer, the dingdong of the conversation sounded, and the scholar man sang.

The sound of prosperity escaped into the empty door and tormented the world......

See also "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold", the slightest tune, the vague charm of the singing.

The woman in red behind her hugged the general goodbye, and then looked back, the green light was plain, and the red face passed away.

The ancient temple is deep, and the stone Buddha sits down, and it is a lover who has not broken the red dust.

As soon as the lyrics and songs of Wei Shu Luoyang City came out, I don't know how many people wept.