The faint figure behind the heavy veil on the second floor is Yanmi and her sister in red. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The woman in red looked at the dense figures below and said, "Do you have to do this?"

Yanmi smiled: "The boss of Huamanlou has invited me to come for so many days, if I don't even show my face again, I'm afraid he will be so angry that he will spurt blood." As for me, I have to think about my reputation, otherwise who will invite me in the future?"

Singers like Yanmi are a bit like a song and dance troupe that tours around, and places like Hua Manlou are not places that purely sell meat.

This place sells more about the feeling and atmosphere, but unlike those ordinary brothels, these girls are all love experts, and they can quickly capture a man's heart.

As long as a man's heart is taken down, the money will naturally go without saying.

After Yan Mi finished speaking, her hands were raised lightly, and her slender and white hands gracefully stroked the strings, and the sound of the piano sounded, sometimes like the song of Qingyue, echoing in the green field, and sometimes like the moonlight in the night, cold and clean......

In the other box, sitting was Taizong Lu Du of the Zhou Dynasty, who was in charge of the ritual of the shrine, and when he heard this song, he nodded and said: "Among the four great singers of Dongsheng Shenzhou, Yanmi is famous for her singing, but she doesn't want to play the piano so well!"

The official who is here today is the highest official in his position.

On the other side of him was Situ-Bolan, one of the officials of the Great Friday, who was in charge of the people and was in charge of household registration.

The music of the piano was in his ears, Bolan was like an old drunkard who had just drunk a cup of mellow, and he stroked his palms and praised: "The four great singers of Dongsheng Shenzhou really have no luck, and Yan Mi is like this, so how should Ji Xiaofu, who is the world's best qin artist, be moved?!"

In addition to them, there are also some officials, big and small, the rich people in the city, and martial arts masters, all of whom came, but everyone listened to it fascinated!

Xiao Luo nodded, pressed on the strings a little clumsily, let the maid on the other side breathe, and said secretly: "What does this son want to do......? Looking at his methods, he doesn't look very clever!"

Although this maid doesn't know much, she has to stay in this kind of place for many years, and she still has eyesight.

However, Xiao Luo's qin looks very good, so that this maid still has a glimmer of hope.

Then Xiao Ran's piano sounded, which was not too bad, but it was sandwiched between the sound of Yanmi's piano, just like a dung pit suddenly appeared on the spring field.

It was more like the quiet moonlight, and suddenly the howl of the night owl sounded, startling a group of birds, causing the sound of Yanmi's piano to almost go wrong.

The people who could hear it were furious, and they couldn't help but look at each other, and someone scolded angrily: "That idiot, we are here to listen to Miss Yan play the piano, who wants to listen to you play the piano indiscriminately!"

"Playing like cotton, don't stop yet!"

"It's just murdering the ear, that's the beginner's level......"

"You're still playing, ...... your courage?"

But Xiao Luo didn't seem to be aware of anything, and still wanted to match the sound of Yanmiqin!

The maid looked at Xiao Luo blankly, and then looked at Fang Xiao.

Fang Xiao had already recovered from that state of distraction, and when he saw the maid looking at him sadly, he immediately said, "I don't know him, I went to the wrong room......

The people below finally couldn't help it, and then someone finally took the lead, and a wine glass was thrown at the box where Xiao Luo was, but fortunately, the box was also supported by a formation, so he was not poured a head of wine.

As soon as someone took the lead, other people immediately followed, all kinds of fruit peels, leftovers, and fruit peels were all whistling towards Xiao Luo's private room!

Although there is no such thing as gangqi, the scene is also extremely spectacular.

Xiao Luo finally withdrew his hand, put the piano into the storage ring, and said with a smile: "Ah...... It seems that everyone has a problem with their aesthetics!"

The maid is at a loss, what is the problem with everyone's aesthetics, is that you play too badly!

Fang Xiao couldn't help but burst into tears: "Boss, your skin is thicker than before, what does it mean to be hated? If you change places, these people will tear you up immediately." ”

Seeing that Xiao Luo finally stopped making trouble, Yanmi finally breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help shaking her head and said, "This person is really ......"

Just now, everyone was brought out of that artistic conception, and now they are emotionally irritable, and the sound of Yanmi's piano has become soothing, as if a gust of wind has blown into everyone's hearts, blowing away the fire in everyone's hearts, and once again devoting themselves to this piano song to create a dreamlike artistic conception!

Either using illusion, it is the most direct sound experience, and this kind of piano art is indeed worthy of everyone's name!

After a while, the music ended.

Everyone seemed to wake up from a beautiful dream and immediately applauded!

"This is the sound of the piano, is this the strength of the four singers?"

"This lingering sound seems to still echo in my head, as if it will not be dispersed for three days and three nights, it is so good......"

"It would have been better if that guy hadn't messed around just now......"

"Who is it, sitting in the box, thinking that you can come here?"

"Alas, if Da Zhou hadn't declined, this kind of person would have been dragged out and killed!"

As a warlock of the Heavenly Regret Realm, Fang Xiao's state of mind was very strong, and he didn't care much about what others said!

But hearing these words, he couldn't help blushing a little, but Xiao Luo still didn't change his face, as if everyone was not talking about him.

Yanmi's voice came from behind the heavy yarn: "Thank you for your support, it's hard for everyone to think that Ji Yanmi's piano sound can still be in the ears, it is rare to have a bosom friend in life, there is such a bosom friend today, Yanmi is not in vain!"

Yanmi's piano sound has fascinated everyone, but when her voice came out, all the men only felt that their bones were crispy, and they felt that if they could hear such a sound every day, it would be worth dying.

Her voice was very different from when she sang, but it was still beautiful.

It's no wonder that Yanmi's piano skills are so good, but she is famous for her singing.

At this time, the old bustard who was full of flowers, a beautiful woman with a special charm walked outside the heavy yarn and said: "The following is today's poetry meeting, the poetry will not be limited to the subject matter, and everyone will personally select three good poems and good words, which can talk about poetry and songs with everyone Yan, and talk about songs!"

"Everyone is the bosom friend of the Yan family, but there is only one person in the Yan family, and the time is also very fast, and it took me a lot of effort to invite the Yan family. That's why it's only three people......"

The people below immediately used their brains as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and some people secretly recalled that they had already started writing with the poems they had prepared.

Yanmi rolled her playful eyes at the woman in red, and the woman in red couldn't help but shake her head, man, it's really cheap!

The more unattainable a woman seems, the more they feel that they can't get it, and the more they flock to it.

"I didn't understand this back then, or else...... Forget it, even if I understand, I can't do this kind of thing!"

The maid immediately prepared pen, ink, paper and inkstone for Xiao Luo, polished the ink, Xiao Luo took out the poem snatched from the scholar's hand from his arms, found the best one and began to copy it!

The maid stood behind Xiao Luo, looking at Xiao Luo's handwriting, not even Zhou Zheng, but this poem was written very well.

It seems that this boy spent money to buy it, and such poems are expensive!

What a rich man!

After Xiao Luo finished writing, he handed over the poem to the maid, and presented two high-grade yuan stones, and said, "My sister has a lot of good words for me!"

Don't look at the people below who are thousands of yuan stones as soon as they make a move, although these maids are also staying here, but these people are not so generous to them, and now they immediately entered two high-grade yuan stones, and of course the maids were instantly overjoyed.

But she still said: "The son is polite, but the slave can not speak in front of everyone!"

Xiao Luo showed a sunny smile and said, "Just do your best, at least put the position a little higher!"