A round of silhouettes and shadows floated in the bead curtain, only for a moment, and the noise in the field suddenly stopped.

The name of Miss Qing'er has long been resounding in Youzhou.

The guests who have listened to the music of Miss Qing'er have already carved the gentle voice into their dreams.

The new customers who came to hear the news were looking forward to having their hearts and intestines broken, just hoping to hear the fairy sound as soon as possible.

It is said that Miss Qing'er's singing voice is as crisp as the morning dew dripping pebbles from a mountain stream, and there is no other girl in Youzhou who can compare with it.

And Miss Qing'er has no name for Oiran, but she has never shown up from beginning to end, and I am afraid that no one has seen her true face except Mr. Xiaohua.

But when you think about it, how can you have such a crisp singing voice?

In the past, Miss Qing'er would always sing on the piano in the room when her heart was clear, and the song "No Love" that spread outside came out of this.

It's just that the guests never thought that Miss Qing'er, who only plays and sings in the room on weekdays, will go outside the house today, although it is hidden behind the bead curtain, but this little bit is enough to make the guests in the hall excited.

No one spoke, and they all looked up dementedly, and saw the looming silhouette sit down behind the beaded curtain, and then hold a lute as if to do some adjustment.

Bai Song also looked at it, a soft outline in the distance, like the ethereal clouds in a landscape painting, and the brush and ink gently crossed the paper like flowing water, leaving a faint line.

It's so blurry, only one silhouette can think of a Luo shirt behind the bead curtain, half-covered by light gauze, it must be a girl with white skin and jade skin, beautiful to the depths of her collarbone.

Not only Bai Song, but Wang Xiaohua also looked a little stupid, and couldn't help but move her steps, as if as long as she changed the angle, her eyes could see through the bead curtain to see through the girl's appearance.

The crisp sound of the pipa suddenly came, just a simple note, which plucked everyone's nerves.

Bai Song's brain buzzed, this was the first time he felt the talent that belonged to an ancient woman, and a song "Pipa Xing" involuntarily came to mind.

This is the girl auditioning, and this small detail shows that she should be a connoisseur of music.

What Bai Song thought of was not "coming out after a long time, still holding the pipa and half-covering his face", nor "noisy and cutting miscellaneous, big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate", but the sentence "The shaft plucks the strings three or two times, and there is love before the tune is formed".

Maybe it was caused by the atmosphere of the scene, and in a trance, Bai Song seemed to feel the scene when Bai Juyi was writing the pipa line, at least at a certain moment, he should have seen a similar scene like the one in front of him, right?

However, with the sound of the pipa and the melodious singing, unfamiliar tunes and unfamiliar words brought Bai Song back to reality.

Bai Song didn't know what the girl was singing, but the unique rhythm of the ancient song and the girl's natural voice were combined to give people a beautiful feeling, and the gentle heart was like a spring breeze, and even the water of the Wei River outside the building became poetic.

Everyone present was intoxicated and envious, no wonder this Qingqi person was respected in the flower building, and it was difficult for the man to blaspheme with such a voice.

The music is melodious, the singing is continuous, and Bai Song is already intoxicated.

I have been in Datang for a long time, and I always run for various reasons, and rarely stop to feel the ancient life I yearn for.

This piece seems to have stopped the clock in Bai Song's heart, and it was not until this moment that Bai Song Fang really felt the wind and snow and the poetry he longed for.

When people yearn for the ancient times, isn't it a fantasy girl on this tall building who plays and sings the love of children in ancient times?

At some point, the sound of the piano stopped and the sound stopped.

The intoxicated guests woke up from their dreams with a sense of unfinished business.

Bai Song applauded gently, but he didn't see Miss Qing'er's face, but he had a kind of affection.

And the gesture that was indulged in the singing was all seen by two strange little figures hidden in the corner.

"Is that good tune? Seeing that he even lost his soul......" Bai Rou blushed and complained in a low voice.

Sang Sang next to him frowned even more, tried to open his mouth, hummed half a sentence to learn the tune of Fang Cai, and when he heard his own singing, his face turned red, and he lowered his head and closed his mouth.

"Yo, why are the two little sons sitting here alone? Come, let my sister accompany you. ”

A delicate voice suddenly mingled between the two, holding their hands without hesitation, and taking small steps to a table.

The two girls wore Bai Song's clothes indecently, and their petite bodies couldn't hold up at all.

Their outfits are too clumsy, where can they escape the eyes of the girl in Hualou?

At first glance, I knew that it was a little girl dressed as a man.

But the girls in the flower building have long been used to it, and these two are not the only young ladies who come to the flower building to hang out in disguise as men.

Which boudoir girl is not interested in Hualou? Who wouldn't want to come and see?

The girls in Hualou understand that as long as their identities are not broken, such a little girl has a lot of silver on her, and she is better than a man to serve, where can she not be enthusiastic?

The two girls were startled, just looking at the half-hidden clothes on the beautiful sister's body, their faces were red, and their brains didn't turn for a while.

The two of them were pressed on a table in a daze, and they didn't ask what kind of wine and food they ordered, and the girl shouted with a big move: "Bring up all the good wine and food." ”

"Sister, don't ...... We...... We don't eat ......."

"You can't eat anything, but you can't drink it. My sister saw that the two were new guests, so she made good arrangements for the two sons, and she would definitely take care of them comfortably. ”

"The ......"

On weekdays, Bai Rou is eccentric, but when it comes to this occasion, her mouth is still a little trembling.

Sang Sang was so nervous that he didn't dare to raise his head, and he didn't dare to say a word.

Seeing that the two of them were so nervous, the girl was amused in her heart, and enthusiastically untied the burden on Sangsang's back.

Sang Sang was shocked, it was full of money!

Hurry up and grab the girl's hand.

"Little boy, don't be nervous, who hasn't come here to relax?"

Sangsang frowned, warily taking off the baggage, and then placed it on the round table.

I didn't want Sang Sang's hand to let go, the bag of copper coins he was carrying was too heavy, and with a bang, the round table collapsed.

The package fell to the ground with a clang.

Just listen to the sound, it's full of money.

Sang Sang was startled, but fortunately the burden did not disperse, but only a corner was exposed, and the girl was seeing the shiny broken silver in the copper coin.

This scared the girl, but I didn't expect this burden to be full of money!

The two girls are rich people!

The girl became more enthusiastic, and quickly beckoned two more girls over.

The two girls were entangled by a few flowery girls, and when they turned their heads, they couldn't find Bai Song's figure.

……

There was a commotion in the hall of Yichun Courtyard, and after singing that song, he went upstairs with the bustard as agreed.

The old bustard said: "When I was young, I invited Mr. Xiaohua to listen to the music, and Bai Gongzi waited with the little woman for a while." ”

Bai Song knew what he meant, but he wanted everyone in the hall to see with their own eyes that the intimate relationship between Mr. Xiaohua and Miss Qing'er added fuel to the rumors the day before yesterday.

Bai Song has no objection, which can be regarded as adding fame to Xiaohua.

When a few people walked to the platform on the second floor, only a few feet away from Miss Qing'er, a large teapot stepped forward to stop Bai Song.

This person is nothing special, and he can instantly blend into the crowd when thrown into the crowd.

If you were someone else, you wouldn't have looked at this person more.

But Bai Song is not an ordinary son, and he has seen all kinds of characters in the military camp.

The featureless young man in front of him stood in front of him, and Bai Song suddenly took a small step back.

The people around him didn't think there was anything wrong, but Bai Song was stunned.

This is Bai Song's subconscious reaction, and it is a subconscious developed after the trip to the grassland.

This is a manifestation that only occurs when danger is felt.

A big teapot just stood in front of him, which actually made Bai Song involuntarily step back.

Bai Song suddenly narrowed his eyes and glanced at this person lightly.

This person had his head bowed, his face was simple, and there was nothing conspicuous.

"Big Brother Bai, what's wrong with you?" Wang Xiaohua in front turned around and said.

Bai Song didn't answer, but the old bustard came forward to explain with a smile: "Okay, Bai Gongzi don't go any further." We'll just have to wait here. ”

Bai Song glanced at the man again, and the other party had already returned to his original position.

Bai Song looked at Wang Xiaohua again and nodded at it.

Wang Xiaohua didn't notice the change in the atmosphere at all, looked at the figure behind a bead curtain, a little shy, and finally opened the bead curtain and went inside.

Bai Song saw it clearly, the Qing'er girl was not only hidden in the bead curtain, but also had a veil on her face, except for her eyebrows and eyes, her appearance was missing.

Bai Songxin said that this little girl is really stingy enough, not to mention it through the curtain, and still wearing a veil?

Now that I think about it, I have no interest in this woman in my heart, so I pretend to be a ghost and don't look at it.

But the guests downstairs stopped doing it, and pointed upstairs: "Look, how can there be a man next to Miss Qing'er?" ”

"Who's that man?! How...... Why did you enter Miss Qing'er's bead curtain without making a sound?! ”

"Where's the apprentice, quick! Knock him out! ”

The guests were all red-faced, eager to put on their wings and fly up to the second floor, and just when someone wanted to rush up, there was a girl on the side to explain.

"Everyone, calm down, upstairs is Mr. Xiaohua, the guest of Miss Qing'er."

"Mr. Little Flower?!"

"The one who talks about the Three Kingdoms?"

"Didn't you say that he didn't return to the room with Miss Qing'er the day before yesterday? It can't be true, right? ”

"I thought it was a legend before, but when I saw it today, I saw that Miss Qing'er didn't shy away from it, it seems that it is true."

"Isn't he just a storyteller? Why? ”

The girl cried out, "Are you going to quarrel?" Or do you want to calm down and listen to Miss Qing'er again? ”

"Huh? Miss Qing'er still wants to sing? Didn't you always sing only one song? ”

"Today, Miss Qing'er invited Mr. Xiaohua, and she wants to sing a solo song for Mr. Xiaohua, if you continue to make noise, Miss Qing'er can go back to the room to play and sing."

As soon as they heard this, the guests stopped one after another, knowing that Miss Qing'er had a bad temper, and it was rare to have an interest in playing and singing, and it was worth the loss to be disturbed by everyone.