At first enter the small building, warblers and swallows everywhere, set up a high platform in the middle, hang a red brocade from the top of the four-story building, and the Oiran can hang this brocade silk from the height and descend.

There were high tables and low tables in the hall, and the girls either held silk or Luo fans in their hands, poured a glass of wine, and sprinkled a coquettish, and the guests laughed.

Zhao Baiyu made a bold move, rewarded everyone when he met him, and gave out all the coins made of Qishan red copper, one of which can be exchanged for hundreds of gold, and put it in this cold and despicable place, everyone thought it was a heavenly charity.

The group was then taken to a window-facing house on the third floor, which was elegantly furnished, and the window saw the small lake. At this time, the sky is dark, and there is a lonely black canopy moored on the lake, which is thought to be specially used for the guests to sail on the lake. The crescent moon was spread in the middle of the lake, and the red shadow of the lantern was reflected on the side of the boat, so that people could see it, and they wanted to find a deserted place to settle down for no reason.

When Guan Ren was looking at it, he suddenly heard a series of giggles on the corridor outside the door, and it sounded like there was more than one person, chasing each other and frolicking, and the laughter was in his bones. The door opened, and the bustard came in with a group of warblers and swallows.

The bustard was in his thirties, his face was very white, and his lips were gorgeous, not human-like, but paper-made. She didn't dare to let go of her laughter, for fear of falling off the powder.

The girls all saluted, and the men who ran to the hall brought tea and fruit snacks, and waited to pour wine for a few people, and the candles in the house were bright.

Bustard covered her mouth and smiled: "A few masters, these girls are all rightly popular, take a look, but can you still look at it?"

Zhao Baiyu smiled and said nothing, and with a wave of his hand, a lot of money was scattered again.

The girls couldn't hide their astonishment, and said in their hearts, didn't you meet the God of Wealth today?

There are funny scenes from time to time. One girl's hairpin hit another girl's hairpin, and her hair was entangled in one place.

And outside of this chaos, there is a girl in a white shirt and holding a yaoqin, standing quietly by the door, with no joy or sorrow on her face, as if she is an isolated person.

There is a saying that 'people die for money, and birds die for food', and it is normal for girls to bend down to pick up money, but compared with the two, it seems that the girl in white is not simple.

The girls picked up all the money on the ground, and one by one they smiled and wanted to come to give them a hug.

Guan Ren was frightened, shrunk his neck and said, "Hey, what are you going to do? ”

The girls giggled: "Yo, I can't see it, the son is so good!" said that he actually screamed a few times, pretending to be a kitten and a tiger, and the whole person was full of wildness, and he was about to pounce on the cowering boy.

Guan Ren saw it, and got goosebumps on his sleeves for no reason. These women must be crazy, he thought. The three or two 'wild cats and tigers' pounced on them, and the Guan people hurriedly got up and flashed, and they all pounced. Some of their foreheads hit the back of the chair, and they turned red, thinking that it hurt, but because they had been rewarded before, they didn't dare to exhale. still have to pretend to be charming and wild, and say tiredly: "Where do you want to run? ”

The girls meowed, and they were going to pounce on the boy again. Unexpectedly, as soon as the embroidered shoes were lifted, they fainted unexpectedly.

Zhao Baiyu clapped his hands and shouted, "Okay, I didn't expect my brother to have such skills!"

Guan Ren looked at him, but saw that the girls had all deliberately kept a distance from him, and had never crossed the distance, which was very strange at the moment. On the other hand, the stall owner has a good memory, but he embraces left and right, and the pervert is reincarnated.

Zhao Baiyu called the running guys and carried the fainting girls out, only to see a lonely woman in a white shirt holding a piano standing alone by the door, although her appearance is not beautiful, but she is also delicate, and her temperament is like an orchid, not like the kitsch of the people now.

Zhao Baiyu saw her holding Yaoqin in her arms, so he asked her to play a song, but the woman did not speak, but bowed her head slightly, which was considered to be an answer.

Now it is the first shift, the lights are full of lights, and the sound of the piano is coming out from the small building, spreading far away.

In the night, a team of more than 10 people, after a trek, finally arrived at the Wolf Rejection Pass. These people are dressed as Confucian scholars, carrying cages behind them, with built-in pen, ink, paper, inkstones, and some intimate clothes.

The man at the head was a man in his thirties, with a thin appearance, clear eyes, and a great spirit. Followed by more than a dozen students, they had traveled a long way to this point, all of them with tired faces.

"Teacher, is this the place to reject the wolf?"

The man smiled: "Yes, it's getting late today, let's find an inn to settle down first." You are also tired, wait and eat more, and make up for your body. ”

"Yes, teacher. ”

The group talked and left, and disappeared at the end of the long street in a short time.

Upstairs in the fragrant wind, the woman's song ended, and her ten fingers pressed the piano wire, and the aftermath was immediately extinguished.

Zhao Baiyu clapped his hands and praised: "Good piano skills!"

Good memory is a rough person, he doesn't understand the six laws, and when he saw Zhao Baiyu clapping his hands, he also patted along, but he didn't know how to praise. The beauty in her arms poured him a glass of wine, and he drank it deliciously.

Guan Ren is not only proficient in music, but also can hear the sound of strings and know his state of mind, he heard from this song 'the child's carefree', and heard the 'girl's unwarranted leisure'. After hearing it, as soon as the string sound turned, it was 'heavy rain and heavy snow', 'high gate deep courtyard', and 'the sorrow of a person who stayed up until dawn with a candle'.

Guan Ren didn't know how a girl in her teens could have so many sad things, so she asked curiously: "The girl plays the tune, it sounds good, but unfortunately it is a pity that too much heart is injected, and the strings will be heavy, and the heartiness and agility of the tune will not be restored, which is a pity." ”

The girl in white glanced at him, and then closed her gaze again, and went back to her own world.

The girl seemed to be a person who could not speak, and she did not speak, but when she stretched out her hand, the sound of the piano began again.

This piece is widely circulated, called "Eyes Sending Flowing Clouds Song", the sound of the piano is like flowing clouds gathering and scattering, sometimes inspiring like a thunderbolt, sometimes quiet and beautiful like a mountain stream, but when Guan people hear it, they frown again and again.

When the string sound fell, Zhao Baiyu slowly opened his eyes, his expression was very enjoyable, and when he saw it, he clapped his hands again.

Guan Ren said: "The girl has two mistakes in this song, one is changing, and the other is using the rhythm. However, in my opinion, the girl is very skilled in the piano, and she will not make such a shallow mistake, and I think it is deliberately to test whether she can understand the rhythm of music. ”

After hearing this, the girl in white looked at Guan Ren twice, but she was still silent, silent like a mute.

Although the good memory is heavy, but it is not a veteran of Fengyue, and he can't stand the persuasion of others, so he poured a glass of wine, and drank it at this time as if he was a little drunk, and asked the woman in his arms with a big tongue: "The little lady in white is a dumb person? Why don't you see her talk?"

The girl who was questioned was pouring wine at the moment, and her expression was a little strange when she heard the words, but she smiled and said: "You ask Miss Yue, she is our Oiran here, she is all good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she is very knowledgeable, but she is not a mortal......

Good memory drunken said: "Lao Tzu asked her if she was dumb, who asked you about that." ”

She ..... She ...... "The girl who replied squeaked. The good memory was a slap on the thigh, and suddenly said: "Ah, I understand, this little lady is eighty percent related to the city lord." ”

The girl didn't dare to answer now, in this wolf rejection pass, openly talking about the city lord is taboo.

Guan Ren listened, was aroused, and asked curiously: "What, is it possible that the city lord still has the ability to turn a good person into a dumb person?"

Good memory drunken eyes blurred and said: "You two are from other places, naturally you don't know this. Our lord, ......"

At this point, the girl in her arms, worried that he would lose her words, hit him with her elbow. How do you know that your good memory has already been drunk, and there is a way that wine is strong and instigating, so she pushed the woman away at the moment and said drunkly: "You should be afraid of him, get out!"

The girl was taken aback and did not dare to speak.

Good memory opened his mouth and scolded: "That city lord is a miscellaneous old beast with a quirk, do you guess he is better?"

Guan Ren shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

Good memory hehe smiled: "That beast is not greedy for a woman's body, but likes to listen to the girl's pleasant voice, and many people in the gate have trampled that beast." He has specially raised a group of people, scattered all over the city, and once he finds a little lady with a good voice, he will arrest him. When he got tired of listening to it, this good voice became dumb, so he sold these girls into the hook and fell into the dust. ”

Guan Ren couldn't help frowning and said, "How can there be such a crazy person in the world?"

Zhao Baiyu originally wanted to say, 'The world is so big, what kind of people don't have it? There are countless people who are even worse than this, if you hear it and get angry, wouldn't it be to anger yourself to death?"

"Childe, let's have a glass of wine to cool off. ”

The girl poured a glass of wine for Guan Ren, but he blocked it back, directly picked up the wine jar, poured a few big sips, wiped her mouth and said, "Is it just watching, no one cares?"

Good memory, his face flushed with alcohol, and he burped and said, "Who cares? Who dares to care? As he was talking, he suddenly slapped his head and said, "There really is one! A few months ago, a man with a bow came to the gate and taught the miscellaneous beast a lesson. Before leaving, he shot through the city gate with an arrow from his bow, and the hole has not yet been filled!"

As soon as the Guan people heard it, they knew that the person who dared to do this must be Zhang Hunti, and they were both relieved and a little missed in their hearts, missing Zhang Hunti, Yang Yaoyao, and Hu Qingxuan of the demon land.

The man stood by the window, blowing the wind across the lake, and drinking sullenly in a pot.

A pot of wine was clean, and Guan Ren was a little hot, so he said that he wanted to go out for a walk alone.

Passing by the girl in white, Guan Ren leaned down, gently plucked two strings with his fingertips, and whispered: "The girl and I are also bosom friends, can you ask the girl to play the song "Yi Shui Han" for the next time?"

The woman in the white shirt looked at Guan Ren in a daze, this was the first time she wanted to take a closer look at the man in front of her.

Seeing that she was reluctant to play, Guan Ren smiled helplessly, got up and left.

Stepping down the wooden ladder on the third floor, there was a sound of 'Zheng' behind him, and the strings sounded, which was the song of Gao gradually leaving to bid farewell to Jing Ke.