Liu Xunhuan's eyes looked at the twin peaks of the woman's red yarn, and found that although it was not real, the turbulence of the waves was very eye-catching and eye-catching. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Is this really how this pointed name came from?

Liu Xunhuan thought to himself, and found that there was no separate table anymore.

Raising his eyes, he found that in a back corner, there was a descendant who looked like a down-and-out scholar, drinking alone there.

Liu Xunhuan took Xincheng over and sat down, but the scholar still drank by himself, describing himself as haggard, and did not raise his head to look at Liu Xunhuan and wait.

Xincheng He was once snubbed like this, she snorted coldly: "A down-and-out scholar, poor and poor, and pretending to be high, is simply a representative of no money, no ability and no woman!"

When Liu Xunhuan heard this, not only frowned, but saw that the scholar raised his head and glanced at Xincheng.

He looked as usual and said: "Why is the young man worried, he is worried about seeing his sideburns white." Bai is even more worried, worried about the persecution of the day. ”

"The sharp tip haunts a good dream, not a mortal touch. How can he bear to say this, this word hurts the old customer. ”

When Xincheng heard this, his face was flushed with peach blossoms, and he cursed: "Indecent!"

Liu Xunhuan listened, and his heart was suddenly shocked, why did the poem recited by this down-and-out scholar sound so familiar?

His divine sense quickly turned to the comment area of the Seven Realms live broadcast system.

Sure enough, mortals studied hard and gave the answer, according to the search results of these poems, this person is likely to be the down-and-out poet Hanshan of the Tang Dynasty!

It's just that the words in this poem are punns, which sound straightforward but implicit, think about it, it is indeed as Xincheng said, obscene!

Liu Xun smiled happily: "If I guess correctly, you are the poet Hanshan who repeatedly failed the imperial examination and finally entered the imperial gate, but was jealous and excluded, right?"

The down-and-out scholar's originally decadent eyes suddenly lit up, and he sighed: "Confidant!"

"The person who can recognize me by my poems, you are the first person, just for this, I invite you to drink!"

After speaking, he suddenly slapped the table and shouted, "Little Er, another pot of wine!"

His movements made this originally elegant space a little out of place.

It's just that after many people looked back at him, they didn't affect Yaxing at all, and continued to watch the sharp singing of Luoyang Huayuan.

A gray-clothed junior quickly walked to the side of Hanshan, and said with a smile: "Han Gongzi, you still want to drink, but you have been drinking here for three days, and you haven't given me the wine money three days ago!"

"It's not bad money, it's not bad money!" The down-and-out scholar touched his hand into his arms, but his expression suddenly froze.

Seeing him like this, Xiao Er guessed that if he had money, he would have settled the bill long ago, so why delay until now.

He smiled and said, "No, it doesn't matter, the spiky girl said, as long as you can drink it, the wine pipe is enough, and it will all be recorded in her account!"

"Fart!" Han Shan snorted coldly, and suddenly took out a pen and paper from a cloth bag beside him.

Immediately, the eight lines of poetry he had just recited quickly appeared on the paper!"

He said to the shopkeeper: "You take this to the sharp girl, go now, keep the money for a hundred drinks!"

The shopkeeper's expression was full of disdain, although he also took the poem, but he said in his mouth: "Ouch, what about the wine money for a hundred meals, you don't know how expensive the wine on the ninth floor of the Smoke Willow Pavilion is!"

"Don't talk nonsense, just go!" Hanshan said coldly.

The shopkeeper shook his head and went helplessly.

Liu Xunhuan found that this down-and-out poet not only has a legendary background, but also has such an interesting behavior.

Xincheng was not interested in this down-and-out poet, she looked at the stunning beauty on the stage without blinking, and said with a smashing mouth: "Brother Xunhuan, this is what you call a feast for the human body!

Liu Xunhuan said with a smile: "The feast of the human body has not yet begun, and besides, as the Hanshan poet said just now, 'The sharp tip haunts a good dream, not a mortal touch.'" Why can't you bear to say this, this will hurt the old customer'!"

"The feast of the human body is not something that everyone can taste!"

Xincheng Fox glanced at Liu Xunhuan suspiciously, and asked, "What do you mean, you can make it clear, God and God, I hate it to death!"

"Little brat, you don't know if you say it, but you'll understand later!" Liu Xunhuan said pretending to be profound.

At this moment, the shopkeeper had already passed through a deacon on the side of the stage and handed over the poem written by Hanshan just now.

The pointed and extremely charming eyes only glanced at it, and there was a look of great surprise in his eyes.

Her eyes seemed to glance at Liu Xunhuan's table, and suddenly pursed her lips and smiled: "Everyone, just now an old man sent a poem, and I will use the pipa as the melody for you to taste one or two ......."

"Good!"

Everyone suddenly became lively, there are not many poems that this sharp girl can look at, let alone let her sing it on the pipa, which is even rarer.

As the beauty's eyes flickered, her lips opened lightly, and her incomparably tactful and crisp voice spread throughout the space of the ninth floor.

"Why is the young man worried, he is worried about seeing the white sideburns. Bai is even more worried, worried about the persecution of the day. ”

"The sharp tip haunts a good dream, not a mortal touch. How can he bear to say this, this word hurts the old customer. ”

At the end of the song, everyone present applauded and cheered.

A man in brocade, who was a little drunk, suddenly spit out wine and said: "It turns out that the sharp girl, although she looks elegant, is actually so coquettish in her heart, hahaha......"

A young man next to him said disdainfully: "This is your fault, how can you say that the sharp girl is coquettish, even if she is really sassy, she is also elegant and funny, you see, this is forced v Mao Bai again, and it is forced by the day v, but it is still so elegant, it is really rare!"

Jianjian ignored them, and suddenly picked up the white paper in his hand, and the orchid finger gently said: "This poem is the original poem I played and sang just now, now, hand it over to the auction deacon of the Yanliu Pavilion to bid, I will go to the back room to rest for a while, and then come to play the piano and rap with you!"

With that, she threw the paper to the deacon and walked away.

Xincheng said angrily: "It turns out that this poem contains so many unbearable things, it's really shameless, who would want it!"

It's just that as soon as her words fell, a son-in-law made a bid, ten taels of gold!

What surprised Xincheng even more was that there were still many people behind the price, and the price of that piece of paper was soon raised to 120 taels of gold, and this number continued to rise.

Xincheng asked suspiciously: "Brother Xunhuan, what's going on? Isn't it just a piece of broken paper and a color poem?"

Liu Xunhuan couldn't help laughing and said, "You don't understand, this piece of paper, but it was touched by that stunning beauty, and that poem was sung by that beauty just now!"

"The songs that have been sung by the sharp girl, whether new or old, will be all the rage in Luoyang City, and even spread to Chang'an!"

"What they bought here is not this piece of paper, nor just this poem, but the joy of the sharp girl!"

Liu Xunhuan used the basic economic principles of the 21st century a little to explain the entertainment economic theory behind it clearly.

It's just that he also has a question in his heart, what is the relationship between this sharp girl and this down-and-out poet?

If they are in a sexual relationship between men and women, do they say that they are interfering with each other, or are they interfering?