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"Jutong Qianzhuang 100,000 taels of silver. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info" a slightly chubby middle-aged man in a golden robe said softly.

"Qian Fatty, you only paid this bit of silver from a Qian Zhuang, and I skillfully gave out 150,000 taels of silver. "Another middle-aged man, it seems that he is the big shopkeeper of the skillful handicraft workshop.

Scholar Cheng Feng presented a handwritten poem to express his admiration for Miss Tang. Another servant read out the poem in his hand softly, and after reading it, he sent the poem to the tray of the maid next to him, and he would send it to the hand of Miss Tang in the back.

If there is an amazing work, after the spread of these people today, this fame will naturally be there, even if the average person has a poem, it can be regarded as leaving an impression on the person with a heart. Even if the purpose of these scholars who are here tonight has been achieved.

As for the silver of these merchants, it is considered the ransom price of the girls, and whoever is worth the most in the end is the Oiran. After being ransomed, she was a concubine or given away, which is the way out for the Qinglou woman, and these are probably good. These oirans were all entertainers before, and after they were bought, they could only follow the buyer.

Since then, there have been gifts of money from businessmen and scholars, and poems from those who sent poems. Liu Jimin looked at the bids of the people below with interest, "Didn't Zhenyi always want to find a dancer, I think this is good, why am you not interested." ”

"If I was known by the old man at home, I didn't find an outstanding scholar in the Qinglou, but instead took a little Oiran back, kept it, was beaten and swept out of the door. Zhang Zhenyi shook his head, only a wry smile.

"I listened to a few songs, and they were all mediocre works. It seems that this year's dad wants to change blood. Han Er said with some sighs.

"No, Han Er, I see that the song just now is about the river and the sea, which is quite to my liking. He's a genius. Jiang Guangjie seemed to be unconvinced, and Han Huaxiao's sentence was mediocre.

Hearing Jiang Guangjie's words, Huo Gang burst out laughing, if he wants to comment on poetry, Huo Gang doesn't know much, but the one in Jiang Guangjie's mouth is still quite impressive, because the worst is this one, it's just bullshit.

Han Huaxiao glanced at Jiang Guangjie and didn't speak, Xu felt that it didn't make sense with this vulgar person.

Jiang Guangjie was a little embarrassed, turned his head and asked the son of the servant of the Ministry viciously: "What do you think of that poem?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay. "Forced by Jiang Guangjie's obscenity, it was okay to say something against his will. Jiang Guangjie, who was listening, touched his head and grinned.

The following bid ended up being won by a big businessman for an incredible price of half a million. This was already the value of the Oiran last time. Unexpectedly, there was such a heat at the beginning of this year, which pushed the atmosphere of the venue to a new height.

After the bidding ended, a pleasant high note came from behind the high platform, and this first note seemed to tie the souls of those present, so they naturally kept quiet and continued to listen.

A series of sounds like birdsong, like a whirlwind of maple leaves, gradually rising after the curtain behind the high platform slowly opened, turning into a surprise, the sound of Tiege. Everyone also saw a woman in a white lotus robe sitting behind the beaded curtain. Ten fingers flow between the pianos. It is the young girl Xiao Mei who is both beautiful in the piano.

None of the people who were attracted to this beautiful music would break the atmosphere softly. Of course, this is a torment for Yuankong, who grew up so big that he was forced by his sister to listen to a song of 'Ten Miles of Autumn Wind' a few years ago. After that, as soon as I heard the music of the piano, I wanted to run away, and my left ear went in and out of my right ear, which made Sister Wancui so angry.

Yuan Kong, who was really bored, had no choice but to pick up the white jade cup and drink the tea in the cup one by one. Killing this torturous time, of course, everyone was attracted by the qin song at this time, and no one noticed Yuankong's abnormal behavior.

There is one exception, that is, Cheng David, who was sitting in the corner of the first floor, it was difficult for him to come up with a few unspoken angers, and he has been remembering it to this day, from the time he found Yuankong sitting on the second floor, Cheng Dawei has been looking at it, thinking about how to embarrass Yuankong and Fang Fengyao.

Until he discovered Yuankong's abnormal behavior, he was as happy as if he had found the weakness of the attack.

A song of Sima's 'war dance' is over. Everyone seemed to be still intoxicated with the atmosphere of the fight, which was in response to the saying that circulated in Chudi, "The aftermath lingers, and it will not stop for three days." ”

After a long time, the young scholar, who was sitting in the middle of the first floor, stood up, came to the pen and paper with his eyes closed, and dipped himself in ink on the paper in one go. Write down the lyrics 'String Song Duel'. Only then did he open his closed eyes. Looking at the words on the paper, the words nodded with satisfaction.

Gently put the pen aside, a little guy stepped forward to take it and slowly read it: "Zhang Qing, 'String Song Decision'......"

"Good words, really good words, this word reads endlessly, and the artistic conception is lofty. ”

"It's really a rare word, and it's the same scene as when the brand name was first created. ”

"This calligraphy is also not bad, and the meaning of the pen is alluded to the girl's previous piano song. It's no wonder that he stepped forward to write with his eyes closed, as if he had integrated this feeling into this book. ”

It is indeed a good word, and it is already a literal embodiment of the previous girl's piano music. In this situation, no one should be able to stand out. Han Er said with sincere admiration.

"While observing, you can try to get in touch to see if the character is worth cultivating. Huo Gang took over and continued.

"Such a word, there should be no problem with the conduct, the officials of the Han Dynasty are still the remnants of the previous dynasty, and his father is already eager to change this situation. ”

"What are you afraid of, the army is still the general of our Han Dynasty. Those powerful people can still turn against the sky. "As soon as Jiang Guangjie's goods are exported, I don't know whether he is honest or ignorant.

"You should listen to Miss Xiao Mei's piano music more, and make up for the string that is missing in your head. After Han Er finished speaking, before Jiang Guangjie could react, Huo Gang had already laughed.

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After listening to the words, Qu Dufeng couldn't help but pick up the folding fan on the table and tap on his palm. "Good words, although I can't write poetry, if I know, I must be at this level. After speaking, it seemed that there was some lamentation, and Yuan Kong knew that it must not be that he couldn't write poetry, but that he was at this level. Uncle Qu is such a person.

Amber couldn't help but be happy when she heard this, "It turns out that there are still things that your old man doesn't know." He laughed.

"I'm ashamed, there are only a few who can't. Among them, there are poems, but these winds and snows are useless after all, the kid named Zhang Qing is not bad, I appreciate it, there are gaps in the chest to have such handwriting. With that, he opened the fan again.

When Yuan Kong heard these words, Rao is face burned when he sat on the side, after all, there was still a Fang Feng Yao who was not familiar with him on weekdays. Yuan Kong felt that the face he was going to lose might be lost at this moment.

Peeked at Fang Fengyao and found that he didn't care at all, shaking his head slightly. It turned out that I was still immersed in the piano song of Miss Xiao Mei just now. While secretly breathing a sigh of relief, he also didn't figure out how he thought that the tortured thing had such a great magical power.