Yalan Pavilion.

The faint sound of the piano sounded, with a hint of wordless temptation, like a cat's claw, tickling, and numb.

This song is called "Dark Fragrance", which is one of the top ten golden songs of Qinglou, and it is rumored that it was composed by the famous prostitute Chen Yingying at that time by the musicians of Ledao a hundred years ago.

Later, it was widely sung by the world, and it became a must-order repertoire for Qinglou.

Out of curiosity, Jiang Ping also studied a little, after all, the song is very classic, and he can't look down on it just because he was born in a Qinglou.

Art knows no boundaries.

As soon as the so-called connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

As soon as Ruyan heard Jiang Ping play the piano, he knew that he was right, although he was not a master of the piano, but he was much more powerful than ordinary musicians.

At least her half-is far from being comparable.

Since Jiang Ping bounced, it was not easy to refuse like smoke, so she walked to the center of the hall, where a blanket had been laid out in advance, which was soft.

She took off her shoes and socks, revealing a pair of slender, white feet, with neat toes and neatly trimmed nails, more like a work of art than a pair of feet.

Like smoke walked barefoot on the carpet and moved to the beat of the song.

There is no doubt that her dancing is extremely beautiful.

With a soft waist, a graceful posture, and charming eyes, she exudes an amazing charm like smoke, as if she was born to dance.

Even Tie Guanyin, who was originally going to pick on the thorns, had to admit that this woman was the most beautiful when she danced.

She sat down, poured herself a glass of water and wine, and admired it in silence.

Beauty is universal.

When encountering beauty, people can't help but stop and take a closer look.

So those men who stop to see their girls on the street, they are more appreciative of beauty, which is commonly known as lust.

As the rhythm gradually rose, Ruyan forgot all her sorrows and threw herself into the dance.

Her troubles, her worries, and her worries are all poured out in this song "Dark Fragrance", turning into a rhythmic dance.

The movements on Jiang Ping's hands are also speeding up with the dancing posture like smoke, and the depression and fear buried in his heart these days are also revealed with the dancing strings in his hands.

At this moment, their hearts reached a certain level of resonance.

Jiang Ping suddenly had a hunch that this time, he might be able to break through the shackles of the Qin Dao by himself, and he would be able to become a master of the Qin Dao without having to do advanced tasks.

Although he can only rely on martial arts training, he seems to be quite talented for these miscellaneous items.

For example, being a cook, or playing the piano now.

If it weren't for the current world, maybe he would still be a big star.

Just as the song was becoming more and more intense and about to climax, footsteps sounded outside the hall.

Jiang Ping didn't care, and Tie Guanyin was also immersed in dance.

Bang la blah.

The beaded curtain was opened, revealing a red face, he was of medium height, his eyes were a little confused, he was burping, and he smiled at the dancing Ruyan:

"I didn't expect you to know that this son likes to dance, so good!

His eyes were full of greed, like a wolf looking for his prey, and the desire for possession was rising.

Ruyan woke up instantly, her body slammed, her feet were unstable, and she was about to fall, but she felt a soft force supporting her.

She stood still, looking around in confusion, but she didn't know what was happening.

Jiang Ping pressed the strings, and the breakthrough state of mind became fragmented.

This chance to prove yourself is gone!

"You've disturbed my son's interest. ”

Jiang Ping looked at the young man who suddenly broke in, he was probably in his twenties.

Although he drank a lot of wine, it is not difficult to see that his figure is very standard, even in a drunken state, his waist bar maintains a straight posture, and his every move unconsciously carries a deliberate standard.

He was a soldier, at least after a long period of military training, otherwise these movements would not have melted into his body and become an instinct.

But it's none of his business.

Jiang Ping shouted: "Get out!"

Before the young man could react, when he saw someone telling him to get out, a surge of blood surged in his mind, and he roared back directly:

"How old are you?!, dare to tell me to get out!"

"Someone, someone, take him down!"

With his shouting, a large number of Qunfang Pavilion thugs came to Hula outside, and the boss of Qunfang Pavilion, who had been paying attention to the situation here, changed his face and walked over quickly.

"Zhao Gongzi, what's going on?"

The young man pointed to Jiang Ping and said:

"Who is this? Didn't you say that there was only one person tonight?"

"Boss He, what do you mean, are you deliberately trying to humiliate me?"

"Chengchen! Feng Jun'en! Fang Lao Er!

As the young man's blood surged, the alcohol in his body was also forced out a lot, and his mind became clearer.

As a proton in Beijing, his father has only one explanation for him, that is, he is wine-colored and wealthy, and he is a dutiful gentleman.

The more ridiculous he behaved, the deeper the court's trust in his father, and the safer their family became.

So when he saw Jiang Ping, a thought popped up unconsciously in his mind.

Maybe today is an opportunity.

It seems that this person has a good background, so if you start a war with him, the more fierce the trouble, the greater the help to your father's side.

And this person dared to rob the woman he fancied.

Mo said that he wanted to use the topic to play, but there was no reason, and it was unforgivable.

As soon as he thought of this, the young man still pretended to be drunk and scolded:

"What a bold man! Do you know who this son is, and he dares to rob my woman!"

"What are you waiting for, don't you take it all for me!"

But the thugs didn't move, just looked at the boss.

The name of the owner of Qunfang Pavilion is He Fang, a woman with strong wrists.

It is said that he had an unclear relationship with many big names in the court, so he was able to make Gunyokaku stand in Kyoto for many years, and his reputation was better than one day at a time.

But Cao Fang knew that the young man in front of her, even if he was the person behind her, would not provoke him casually, not to mention that the names he said just now were bigger than the other.

She originally wanted to give away like smoke and get personal favors.

Her Qunfang Pavilion has today, isn't it just ushering in the send-off and accumulating favors.

But now it seems that if she doesn't handle it well, not only will she not be able to get favors, but she will also have to be hated.

As for Jiang Ping, Cao Fang glanced twice, and when he saw that it was a strange face, he didn't care.

She is in the skin and meat business, who is the son in Beijing and what does she look like, how can she not know, the person in front of her is very raw, I am afraid that it is an outsider.

And outsiders, no matter how big they are, have to bow their heads obediently in the capital.

So she gave a look, and the thugs knew who to listen to.

"Boss, it's none of his business, he's just a guest who came to watch me dance. ”

Ruyan came back to her senses and saw that the thugs were surrounding, so she hurriedly pleaded for Jiang Ping.

She knew how powerful these thugs were.

Last time, there was a martial artist who was said to be very famous in the rivers and lakes, and it seemed that some grandmaster was still here, and he wanted to eat overlord chicken here, but in the end, he was broken by them and thrown out.

I heard that he starved to death because he couldn't get food under the overpass, and in the end he didn't even have a place to bury him, so he was thrown directly into a mass grave.

As for what Jiang Ping said before, what kind of four-grade inspector envoy, up to the heavens, in Ruyan's opinion, it is bragging.

She has seen a lot of this kind of thing, and the more people who boast that they are powerful, the less powerful they are.

Because really powerful people do things secretly, and never do things with words.

But Jiang Ping didn't do anything wrong in the end, he just paid and wanted to see himself dance.

And she liked Jiang Ping's piano skills just now.

It's been a long time since she's met someone who is so compatible with her, and she doesn't want to see Jiang Ping have an accident.

After talking to the boss, Ruyan bowed to the young Yingying again:

"Childe, they don't know anything, and please forgive their unintentional offense. Ruyan will definitely serve you well tonight. ”