Huan Shu also left a surprise gift, and was about to take someone away, leaving Lu Xu at a loss.

Lu Zhou comforted: "Ah Hao said that his little grandfather is very good, and he is not a person who will bully others. ”

The corners of Lu Xu's mouth twitched, would people who don't bully people go to other people's houses to rob people?

It's this son Huan who doesn't bully people, right!

However, in the next few days, people from Rui Wangfu went to Yuehui Building every day to buy cakes, regardless of what style they had, what they bought, they only bought three pieces each time, and Lu Xu looked at it quite strangely.

Lu Xu observed for a few days and saw that they were no different from ordinary guests, and they left after buying every day, and they didn't want to cause trouble and didn't care.

The days went until the day of the exchange of exhibits, and Lu Xu sharpened his fist Huo Huo to set up the borrowed musical instruments in the store.

I can only see that all the things that can't be used are put on the shelves, and the lining cloth is placed.

If it can be used by people, it will be placed next to the seat.

The few instruments he didn't have were borrowed.

The shopkeeper originally wanted to buy it, but Lu Xu went to walk the musical instrument and lent it to him for free.

And in addition to musical instruments, he also lent him several musicians.

The young man in the store has straight eyes, can he borrow this?

Lu Xu: "Putting their musical instruments together with so many valuable exhibits in our store is propaganda in itself, and I am already very kind if I don't collect money from him, okay?" ”

Guy: "......"

Lu Xu: "Learn a little!" ”

He also took the young man to the wine shop in Nancheng to set up a set of wine, not only got ten jars of good wine, but also agreed to give them three jars of free wine every month in the future, as long as the name of their wine shop was pasted on the wine jar.

The young man understood, but he still asked very nervously: "Second owner, what we sell in our store are all valuable things, and the wine in Nancheng doesn't affect the reputation of our store?" ”

Lu Xu was surprised, this kid is very smart!

"Of course, you can't just find a liquor store, but I've been asking about this one before."

The chef of Chunshan Restaurant once praised the shopkeeper of this wine shop for his tongue, but the other party was from a civilian background and had been making wine for generations, and he was unwilling to transfer his family property to the powerful, so he could only nest in Nancheng.

I heard that many big restaurants actually buy wine bottles from them and sell them at a high price.

Those restaurants won't help them publicize, and they don't have any outlets, Lu Xu can bring the name of their wine shop to Xicheng and bring it to this group of nobles, as long as three jars of wine per month, it is already quite kind.

Lu Xu: "As long as the quality is good enough, it will not affect the reputation of our store, if the quality is not good, the price will be smashed." ”

The young man seems to understand.

They put things away, and among the instruments that could be used by people, the most precious ones were the two instruments sent by King Rui.

One Lu Xu asked the little maid to take upstairs to play for Gu Meng, and the other was placed in the middle of the hall, who is confident that he can play a song with Gu Meng, just play.

In addition to the instrument, there are various instruments on both sides, and there are musicians who sit around and play with music.

The guests who came to buy snacks as usual this morning had just arrived at the door of Yuehui Building, just in time for Lu Xu to order a tune.

Lu Xu: "Which song is lively?" ”

The leading musician was stunned and replied, "Apricot blossom rain? ”

Lu Xu: "Then let's have the first apricot blossom rain!" ”

He shouted upstairs, "Miss Gu Meng, is the apricot blossom raining?" ”

There was a moment of silence upstairs and downstairs.

Apricot Blossom Rain is a flute as the main sound! Is this asking Gu Meng to entertain others?

After a while, the little head of the maid Xiao Tao poked out from the stairs, "Miss Gu Meng said okay." ”

Lu Xu commanded: "Then let's start!" One, two, three, come! ”

The musicians who were not ready hurriedly stroked the piano, the flute, and the plucked strings, and after a moment of confusion, they immediately got neatly up.

After listening to it, Lu Xu provoked and said: "This song is not lively enough, I will play a song, let's play He Zhuangyuan!" ”

He picked up a small leather drum and found the tune to beat this popular song that almost everyone in the capital could hear, and even his ears could hear the cocoon.

The musicians looked at each other, and he began to knock, and it was not good to leave himself there, and they all doubted that life was beginning to play this song that a child of a few years old would do.

Look at the lively guests and passers-by at the door: "......"

Lu Xu: "How lively this is, let's do it again!" ”

Cheng Pingbo couldn't stand it anymore, and a small drum that took away him was taken away, and a musical instrument worth thousands of gold played this for him? Let Gu Meng play this?!

Damn the tyrannical thing!

Knock off the grade of their Moonlight Building! Let others know what he has been playing in the store, and he must be laughed to death.

He ran to the piano in the middle and sat down, "Good sky! Let's play a good night! ”

Lu Xu was surprised, could it be that Cheng Pingbo was deeply hidden?

He listened to it with anticipation, tsk, he still disliked him, Cheng Pingbo's level is not very good!

Anyway, he can still find a tune, Cheng Pingbo is clearly a blind bullet! He couldn't hear anything else, but he could still hear it even if Pingbo himself was out of touch with others.

Lu Xu: "Uncle, slow down!" Soon! It's coming, it's coming! ”

Gu Meng can't see anything upstairs and is not out of tune!

Cheng Pingbo was annoyed and angry: "Shut up! "I'm sick of it!

If this kid hadn't done anything, would he have run out and be embarrassed?

Other guests who were originally embarrassed to hear the level of these two sleeping dragons and phoenixes, what else was there to be embarrassed about? How bad could it be worse than this?!

"I'll do it!"

"I'm coming, I'm coming, Miss Gu Meng, I'll ask you for a piece of flowing water!"

"Line up at the back!"

……

In one day, the Yuehui Building, which had been silent for several days, was on fire again, and the way of fire was unique.

"What?! Yao Huaqin was played blindly by a group of laymen?! Isn't Yao Huaqin in Rui Wang's Mansion? The piano lover was heartbroken, "The first emperor was famous, why did he give Yaohua to King Rui!" Look! Tyrannical creatures! ”

"If you buy a piece of dim sum, you can have a song with Miss Gu Meng?! Why didn't you say this kind of good thing earlier?! Gu Meng's fans ran out against the sun, "Does Cheng Pingbo have a brain disease?!" What kind of scoundrel can get involved with Miss Gu Meng?! ”

In addition, there are those who simply want to see the treasure musical instruments, and they are also angry when they see the formation of the Yuehui Tower.

How can such a valuable instrument be used casually?!

The three waves of people reached a unanimous opinion: "Damn, Cheng Pingbo knows how to make fart music!" ”

However, they got the news late, the cake was sold out, and Lu Xu was afraid that there would be too many people and things would be spoiled, so he was not allowed to enter the store if he didn't buy them.

Those who came all the way but were blocked from the door scolded and scolded, and couldn't help but want to join Pingbo again.

But think about the grass just two days ago, I had to press my temper and scold, Cheng Pingbo's garbage, Ruiwang's gentleman, and those stupid birds who lent musical instruments to Yuehui Building, precious musical instruments should not fall into their hands!!

There are also people who see things and think about themselves, go home drunk in anger, and write a poem with ink, to the effect that today I listened to Xianle being played indiscriminately, such as a sword can not match a hero, and the pearl is covered with dust, and sighs that his encounter is like this Yaohuaqin falling into the hands of mediocrity, and Huaicai is not encountered.

After he finished writing, someone copied the gate of Yuehui Building early the next morning.

Yan Junqi is not there, Lu Zhou is not there, and Mi Tian is not there.

Lu Xu, Cheng Pingbo and a few familiar Hou Bo took a good look at it......

I didn't get it.

"Is this scolding us or praising us?"

"Isn't this nonsense? Can those who write poems praise us? ”

"......" makes sense!

"Can't you just say something if you have something to say? I don't have to write such a crepe ......" Lu Xu couldn't help but want to shake his legs when he read it, and he felt irritable that he couldn't do poetry appreciation.

He could barely guess, but he wasn't sure if he understood it correctly.

I don't know who wrote it, and he hasn't heard of it!

He slapped the poem on the table, "Whatever! If he dares to write, we will dare to act, Master Zhao, will you see if there is a song that can match, Xiao Tao, is Miss Gu Meng here? Show her, ask if you can sing, let's sing it! ”

Peach: "Okay! ”

She took the paper and ran upstairs.

Upstairs, Gu Meng was stupid, "Sing it?" ”

Momo: "Hmm! That's what the second owner said. ”

Gu Meng: "......"

This is scolding them!!

Lu Xu didn't care, scolding him was someone else's freedom, and it was his freedom to act.

It took them half a day to get the poem out and start playing and singing.

Gu Meng is worthy of being a singer in the capital, and she also sings the poems that are condescending and beautiful, which makes people feel comfortable listening to them.

The more Lu Xu listened, the better it sounded, and he also asked people to open the doors and windows so that people on the street could also enjoy it.

The person who posted the poem on their door didn't expect Cheng Pingbo to be so shameless and actually sang the poem!

The scholar who wrote poetry slept with a hangover, and when he opened his eyes, his sour poems resounded throughout half of the capital, and everyone was scared silly.

Sure enough, the next day, someone began to scold: "Who wrote that broken poem?" What kind of stuff is written that is also worthy of being sung by Miss Gu Meng?! Daqi is no talent and no poet?! ”

Someone came to Cheng Pingbo to complain, and then asked Miss Gu Meng to sing this thing and demolish his Yuehui Building.

Cheng Pingbo: "......"

Was it his idea?!

Was it his idea?!

He went home last night to teach his daughter to sing, and Mi Tian heard it and told him that he was scolding him, and he thought that the sentence of praise was actually scolding him with allusions! Scold him for destroying flowers and folding willows and toads!

Is there anyone worse than him?