The musicians are different from the geisha, so they don't have to show their heads.

Fortunately, I was successful in learning the guqin and pipa at that time, and now I am practicing the music behind the side curtain in the lobby on the first floor.

Many musicians, pipa, flute, flower drum, reed, and many unrecognizable, the guqin has a very important position in it, and the musicians are a little worried about whether they can cooperate well.

Fortunately, once born and twice ripened, with the ability brought by the three hundred years old, it was successfully integrated.

Bai Yu was thinking.

Since the sound of the flute can be fused with the talent of wind control to create a killer move, can the guqin also do it?

Do what you want to do, unconsciously integrate the talent into the guqin, in fact, this move is not as lethal as the horizontal knife and the heavy knife, but elegant enough to force the high, the most important thing is mysterious, just imagine someone dressed up and standing with the piano, playing the piano indifferently when resisting the enemy, the enemy died inexplicably, it is definitely better than dancing and dancing with a heavy knife in hand and smashing people to a pulp.

The stage hall is lavishly decorated.

Qiongzhi Yushu wine fragrance, painting beams splendid and colorful.

At the same time, there are a lot of Danqing ink paintings and calligraphy calligraphy, which have a kind of extravagant and elegant temperament after being arranged by the masters, and the reckless man is embarrassed to play hooligan.

A layer of tulle translucent curtain separates the musicians from the stage and the guests, so that the guests will not pay attention to the musicians and will not block the sound of the music and affect the listening to the music.

The musicians either played with their fingers or puffed up their cheeks and blew hard, but they didn't expect the violinist to get distracted......

Bai Yu has a very high understanding, and his soft and long thin fingers are lightly played, unconsciously mixed with wind control talent.

The strings are ringing, and the strings are faintly visible to appear triple shadows!

Unsurprisingly, the move missed.

A man who was a reed musician with his cheeks puffed out and whistled noticed that his sideburns were falling out......

A burning candle near the stage suddenly broke and went out......

Sister Ma, who went upstairs with a fan, twisted her waist and swung her hips to watch the hearts of the little turtle males who were hot, and suddenly, the handle of the small fan was instantly separated, the incision was smooth, and it was no more than a hair from Sister Ma's fingers.

On the stairs, Sister Ma was very unhappy with the handle of the fan.

"Look at what kind of rags Xiangwuzhai sells, it won't take a few days to break, profiteers~"

Let's bend down and pick up the fan.

Downstairs, looking at the roundness that bent over and protruding made the men swallow their saliva, Sister Ma got up and snorted and shook three times and went upstairs, leaving eyeballs all over the ground.

Among the musicians, a snake lowered his head and did not look at the musician who was in a daze with his hands touching his sideburns.

............

The great demon of the consummation realm of the demon pill period is mixed in the world.

It is possible that an ordinary person will be trampled to death if he is not careful, they are too weak, Bai Yu tried his best to control himself and not release his killing moves, otherwise the wind blade flew wildly It is estimated that the entire Qinglou will turn into dust in the blink of an eye.

At night, the lights of the Qinglou are on, and it is the most lively time.

There is a lot of traffic in front of the door, no matter how the relationship is, you must take into account the face and greet each other, laughing and laughing, the officials and magnates, the literati, the big businessmen, the high-rollers, all kinds of characters gather in the city and finally have a free time, and the drunken gold fans live one day at a time.

"Oops~Lord Feng~ Miss Yoyo, but I think you're about to hurt lovesickness, why did you come here today~"

"Zhang Gongzi~ The girls all say that you are suave~"

"Isn't this Dou Daxia~ Rare guests, you must have fun tonight~"

Sister Ma and two other delicate women stood at the door to greet the guests, but basically everyone who came to the door could recognize their identities and surnames, which showed that the three of them were not vain people.

Before the dancing girl performed on stage, it was time to play some light tunes.

The sound of the piano is melodious, and the quiet and elegant taste actually pops up in this place of wind and snow, which is quite a kind of fireworks that does not eat the world, since people have given a high price of ten taels of silver, then they have to give back the skill of the price of ten taels of silver.

The bright moonlight is full of white, and the sound of the piano surrounds the night.

Countless halls illuminated by good candles are full of people, the guest tables are gradually filled, or drinking tea and listening to music or hugging girls to drink flower wine, the little turtle is skillfully shuttling in the crowd, and the warbler and the swallow fragrance are warm and welcoming.

The only bad thing about working as a musician is staying up late at night.

Fortunately, I don't have to play all the time, and when I don't dance, several musicians play a piece of music to kill time.

It's just the front yard, and there's a small stage in the backyard, where some kind of indescribable dance is said to be performed, and the musicians are connoisseurs of the music, which is a favorite of many of the great men.

"It's good to be a musician, not tired. A certain snake sighed.

Among the musicians are both men and women, some young and some old, and they usually don't talk much.

There's no way, the musician's low status is just better than a slave, except for Bai Yu, the others are all musicians, registered by the government, the salary is not high, and they don't dare to run around, and the skilled craftsmen are all lowly households, and they are fine more than a hundred years ago, but somehow they divided everyone into a level, weird.

A group of dancers walked quickly to the back of the stage, and the troupe steward beckoned them to prepare to dance.

"Cheer up!Get ready to dance~!"

When the music came out, the dancers began to dance, and Bai Yu played the piano seriously.

Extravagant nightlife begins.

The guests either quarrel or recite poems, and even worse, they are drunk and dissolute, acting out the faces of all beings, each of them staged their own unique life drama, such as a scholar who has a crush on a certain girl, a rich merchant who wants to spend money to ransom the Oiran home, an official who wants to get acquainted with a big family in the city through the Qinglou, and a heroic man who squandered money without knowing where to get it.

In Bai Yu's eyes, they are no different from the grandmother who sells baked cakes.

A life that lives in a short opera, but this is also where life is, passed down from generation to generation, but it is not the soul but the flesh and blood that are passed down, how interesting.

The full moon illuminates the pale blue night.

Looking down from the sky, the dark earth shows the outline of the city, the lights in the city are dotted, only the hook fence and the green building are brightly lit, and the music and laughter can be heard when the height is lowered, and the wind is mixed with the aroma of wine.

While playing the piano, a certain snake pondered.

Bai Yu understood that he had not surrendered to the Terrans and grovelled to the Terrans, nor was he a dog of the Heavenly Dao.

When Nai was forced to do it, through the pure yang classics, he knew that the ascension from this world was the Heavenly Court, which was considered a small world under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court, and it was humane and prosperous, if he was domineering and ignored the heavens and the earth, what was the difference between looking for death?

It's best to keep a low profile before ascending.

If you want to live, you must recognize the reality and not live in your own delusions.

It's very important to recognize your own status, don't fantasize about how powerful you are, how to blow up the sky, don't say anything stupid about fighting with the sky and the earth, born in this world, this world gave birth to you and raised you, and it has existed for an unknown number of trillions of years, and a mere creature is still destroying the world?

Recognize the situation and be honest, and be a Voldemort quietly is the right way.

Only when you have the strength will you be qualified to shout slogans.