"Let's go, let's go out and have a look."

Li Xiuzhu spoke, and the six of them went out of the room.

They don't have to go down, they just stand on the edge of the building and look down.

Cuiyun thoughtfully took out the stools in the room one by one, so that there was an observation platform.

There were only them on the fourth floor, but no one bothered them.

At this point, Li Xiuzhu and the others also saw this pity, named Youwei.

It's just a pity that they sit too high, although the view is wide, but the angle and distance are not as good as the location on the second floor.

"Thank you for coming to participate in Youwei's exit today, Youwei can't repay it, a song from Liangzhou, thank you."

Shen Youwei's voice fell, and suddenly it became noisy.

"Liangzhou Daquan, it's actually Liangzhou Daquan, this is a song that even the officials appreciate."

"I didn't expect to be able to hear Liangzhou Daquan, today's trip, it's worth the trip."

"It's just this one, and the tickets are worth it."

It's not all touted, and with support, there are naturally suspicions.

"But isn't Liangzhou Daquan lost? Can anyone really play it? ”

"I wonder if it's just a gimmick, right? Don't spoil the name of Liangzhou. ”

"The old man wants to hear and see if it is Liangzhou Daquan."

"If so, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold."

"If not, hehe, then the reputation of this young lady will be ruined."

At that moment, the sound of the lute sounded.

At first, the big strings were long and loud, and the noise was like a storm.

Then the small chords are slowly and delicately cut, as if someone whispered in their ear.

In the next moment, the sword and soldier intent of Jin Ge Iron Horse rushed to his face, and the killing intent of hating to drink the blood of the enemy alive was spreading.

The noisy sound was gone, and all that remained was the sound of the wind and thunder of the iron horseman's prominent swords and guns, lingering.

At the end of the song, everyone was caught up in the fierce sound of the lute and could not extricate themselves.

"Okay, it's really Liangzhou, it's Liangzhou. lives up to the big place in Liangzhou, as soon as this song comes out, Youwei's worth will definitely double. ”

Shen Youwei raised her head when she heard this, and the sorrow between her eyebrows did not dissipate, like Xizi holding her heart, which was lovable.

"Master Sun is polite, but I still thank Master Sun for his kind words."

"You all have limited time, and the slave family will not delay everyone's time. Youwei's first question is to make a poem about the pipa I just played. ”

"For a limited time, a stick of incense."

After speaking, Shen Youwei got up and left the table silently.

The old bustard walked up at the same time and said, "First of all, please let Youwei go and take a rest, and then everyone who wants to write poems can come and buy paper, and the old rule paper costs five dollars and silver a piece." ”

"If you have something to ask, you can speak."

Five bucks? Good guy 500 yuan a piece of paper, this paper is bordered with silver, right?

However, what Li Xiuzhu didn't expect was that he had just finished sighing in his heart, and he had already grabbed it below.

"I want, give me one."

"Here, I want one."

"I want it too, I want it too."

"I ......"

Good guy, Li Xiuzhu glanced down, this just selling paper sold for seventy or eighty taels in just a few minutes, what a special money grab.

Fortunately, it seems to be quite humane, buy paper and send ink, and can use a pen.

"Brother-in-law, shall we?"

Li Xiuzhu angrily played Fu Yunshuang with a brain melon.

"I don't think my brother-in-law has a lot to do, right? Your sister knows, it's strange if you don't hammer me to death. ”

When Fu Yunshuang heard this, she blinked her eyes wide.

"Didn't the eldest sister allow her brother-in-law to raise an outer room?"

"Hmm~" Looking at the innocent big eyes, Li Xiuzhu thought about it speechlessly, as if it was really like this.

But that's not right.

Su Chengcheng was closer to him just now, and this little girl was still jealous.

"Yunshuang, you're not hostile to her? Not jealous? ”

Fu Yunshuang smiled when she heard this, leaned into Li Xiuzhu's ear and said, "Since you can't stop it, it's better to pull her to my side." ”

"She plays the pipa very well, and I think if she puts it in my restaurant, even if she only plays it once a day, the price of the food can double."

"When the time comes, I will sell the chicken for a tael of silver, and I will not believe that no one will come."

Damn, it has to be you! With such a beauty, you tricked people into coming home and letting them work for you?

At this time, Su Chengcheng suddenly said to Cuiyun: "Cuiyun, go get me a piece of paper." ”

Cuiyun was stunned when she heard this, this is a business grab from the building.

Cuiyun didn't go to get the paper for the first time, but looked at Langyue.

Langyue didn't care about the chin, Cuiyun ran to get the paper.

"Hmph, a piece of paper wants to earn me 490 Wen, dreaming."

"I'm related."

Su Chengcheng, who had an innocent face, suddenly laughed at Lang Yue and Li Biyao, while Fu Yunshuang was a little annoyed that she hadn't thought of this benefit.

But when the pen and paper were brought up, Su Chengcheng was suddenly stunned, and asked her to taste poetry, can she write poetry.

"What's wrong? You're not incompetent, are you? ”

Su Chengcheng was immediately annoyed and angry when he heard this.

"Who said I can't do it, I'm very good, wait."

Su Chengcheng worked hard to write a book, not to mention, she really let her write a poem.

Thousands of miles of border cities are stuffed with grass and autumn, and who is worried about the ancient times.

Pipa wants to write lovesick songs, and the sunset yellow clouds and geese are Manchuria.

Li Xiuzhu looked at it, and looked at Su Chengcheng unexpectedly, the writing was quite neat, but it was not quite in line with today's artistic conception.

"Not bad!"

Hearing this, Su Chengcheng's eyes widened suddenly, and his face was full of smiles.

Fu Yunshuang pursed her lips slightly and didn't speak, she is also fluent in writing and ink, and she can distinguish clearly.

Su Chengcheng opened his mouth and said: "See, what is strength, this is strength, even Brother Xiuzhu praised me." ”

"Fu Yunshuang, you can't do it!"

Fu Yunshuang suddenly stopped doing it, and began to shake the arm holding Li Xiuzhu.

"Brother-in-law, look at her, bully me."

The hill that has not yet developed will not be able to get Li Xiuzhu in time, how can this be written so that he will not be scolded?

"Ahem, okay, okay, Cheng Cheng, how old is your Da Yunshuang, let me have a little sister."

It's good that Li Xiuzhu didn't say this, but Fu Yunshuang didn't do it anymore.

"Brother-in-law, I don't want her to let me, you help me take revenge."

Hearing this, Li Baguio and Lang Yue both showed anticipation, both of them knew Li Xiuzhu's poetic talent, and they also liked poetry.

"This ......"

Without waiting for Li Xiuzhu to finish speaking, Lang Yue opened her mouth expectantly.

"Li Lang, I want to hear it too."

"Li Gongzi, if it's not troublesome, Baguio also wants to hear about it."

This is the end of the atmosphere, what should I do?

It seems that this b can only be pretended with tears.

"Let's talk about it first, write it down, I can't send it down, I still want to keep a low profile."

"Okay, okay, brother-in-law, you write, today you must let Su Chengcheng know what it means to have people outside the world and there is a sky outside the sky."

Su Chengcheng wanted to refute when he heard this, but it wasn't written by you, what is it.

But after looking at Li Xiuzhu, what if that happens, what if Brother Xiuzhu doesn't write?

After thinking about it, Su Chengcheng still swallowed the unhappiness in his heart.

Li Xiuzhu shrugged, but he didn't expect the two little guys to get up.

"Take two more pieces of paper, it may not be enough to write."

When Lang Yue heard this, she hurriedly spoke: "Cuiyun ......"

"Sister, I'll go get it."

Li Xiuzhu was wondering which poem was more appropriate.

After thinking about it carefully, it seems that one of Wang Han's two Liangzhou words is more in line with the artistic conception of Liangzhou Daquan.

But Li Xiuzhu suddenly thought of another poem, but unfortunately, there are not many places where that poem can be used.

Eat, eat, haven't eaten yet, update late, ahem

(End of chapter)