Chapter 9 Luo Xuan's Old Man
The sky was completely dark, and sixteen octagonal palace lamps hung down from the ceiling of Huarong Building, reflecting the golden brilliance of the hall.
At this time, the hall was crowded, and Luo Xuan's seats and I had already been bought for a thousand gold. We had no choice but to be flooded up to the second floor.
Downstairs, elegant people dressed in long robes and holding folding fans greeted each other, but still did not forget to take their eyes and slip on the three-foot-high flower platform in the center of the hall.
The rich man wearing gold and jade unceremoniously paved the way with real money and silver and walked to the position closest to the flower platform and sat down, and the little maid next to him also shouted out the price offered by the master to show his dignity.
People who had little money had no choice but to huddle outside Huarong Building, leaning sideways and trying to capture the movement in the building.
I was lying on the railing on the second floor, and I was swayed from side to side by the people around me, grabbed Luo Xuan's sleeve, leaned over his ear and shouted, "Master!
"Let's let go, let's let go!" Luo Xuan didn't answer yet, and a little guy in silk cloth behind us desperately pushed aside the flow of people on both sides and divided a path for the boy in the back.
"Hoohoo!" The two of them were already sweating profusely when they squeezed in front of the railing, and the boy grabbed the railing to stabilize his body and raised his sleeves to wipe his sweat, and saw me and Luo Xuan clenching our fists towards us:
"Fortunately, the two of you are also here! This is my first time out of the house, and I am a monk to listen to music!" his face flashed with excitement and curiosity.
"Hahahaha! Monks, you come here to listen to music, the six roots are not pure!" I teased him with great interest.
He blushed and scratched his head embarrassedly: "My name is Zhu Wen, my family is strictly controlled, and today is the first time I have left the house." He scratched his head again.
Half a child, I silently despised him, "You are interesting! My name is Nie Xiaofeng, the first time I came to Yingtian, this is my master Luo Xuan, we are going to Fang Langzhong." "Mr. Luo, Miss Nie, disrespectful and disrespectful. He clenched his fists again. "Zhu Gongzi, look up for a long time. Master replied to him.
Seeing that the show hadn't started yet, I talked to Zhu Wenpan: "Who is going to play later, who has set off such a battle?"
"Miss Nie doesn't know," he said, "You don't know."
"Hua Fei is a shocking song, but it teaches the world not to know sorrow. The eight oirans of the eight great painting boats of Qinhuai are all immortals. The beauty smiled lightly at the prince.
The song "Pipa Sigh" by the head of the cloud boat accompanied by Hua Fei even poured countless princes and sons in the capital into the high-rollers, who were willing to bow their heads for her and spend thousands of dollars! Ordinary people have to wait for today to see the beauty. ”
"Throw a million dollars!" she was so dark, I secretly slandered her.
At this moment, sixteen palace lamps went out in unison, and the hall fell into darkness. Seeing this, everyone waited with bated breath.
The four corners lit up with candlelight, and the candles were covered in pink tulle, exuding warmth and ambiguous everyone's breath.
"Ding" plucked the strings, resounded throughout the audience, instantly grabbed everyone's ears, and the ceiling facing the flower platform was pulled apart, and the dissolving moonlight projection was reflected in the flower platform to describe a delicate woman.
Beautiful eyes with waves, delicate eyebrows, 3,000 ink hair, above the gorgeous clothes; red lips are half-pointed, Qiong's nose is like stuffed, the plain neck is slender and reclining on the side of the jade couch, the beauty is lying on her side, lazy and graceful.
There was a gasping sound from the dark part of the hall, and it was enough to see this beauty in life, even if it was enough to die!
"Companions, flowers, and flights. "Zhu Wen beside me has long lost his mind, and a pair of eyes lingered on Hua Fei for a long time.
I sneered at him for not seeing the world for half my age, and shook the sleeve of Master's robe with my right hand and turned my face to look at him.
"Master!" I was so embarrassed that I tugged at his sleeve, "You're stupid!"
Luo Xuan came back to his senses, turned his head to look at me, and muttered to himself: "I met an old man here. . . ”