Chapter 133: Flying Dance

The Tang Dynasty poet Du Mu wrote in "Bo Qinhuai": "The smoke cage is cold, the water is cold, the moon is long, and the sand is long, and the night is close to the restaurant. The merchant girl doesn't know the hatred of the country, and she still sings ** flowers across the river. On the surface, the whole poem refers not only to the singers who have lost their country, but in fact to allude to the people who ignore the difficulties of the country and only care about their own pleasures. That's the off-string sound of this poem.

The stage of "Xiaoyao Building" is called "Flying Snow Jade Flower Terrace", "Xiaoyao Building" is relatively advanced in the Confucius Temple, ordinary people generally can't enter, so the quality of the guests is very high, and the people who come are also some people with high social status, mainly literati doctors, wealthy businessmen, high-rollers, etc., especially literati.

In addition, many literati and scholars just sat there, drank a few cups of tea, ate a few pieces of snack, talked about their hearts, or listened to the girls sing a few songs. There are also some who like to recite poems and paint with girls, drink and play chess, and then they will leave, and they will not stick to it.

Today is different, "Flying Snow Jade Flower Terrace" whether it is a seat or a seat under the stage has already been full, and a lot of chairs have been added, so people are also crowded side by side, Qin Xiujie sat in the middle of the elegant seat, which was specially prepared for him by Shama, of course, the best seats on the third floor are prepared for guests with more noble status, Zhang Jiujun, the son of Zhang Zhi, who joined the army in the capital, Guo Shixing, the son of Senator Guo Xiangling, and Yuan Ding, the son of Yuan Bingyi, the left attendant of the ministry, are called "the three wolves of the capital". Their father was in the imperial court and the province of Zhongshu from the third grade, with a prominent position, insulting and daring to provoke.

Today they are sitting in the elegant seat on the third floor, surrounded by the top dancer of "Easy Building", carefully served, and from time to time there is playful laughter.

Hu Meiniang is a little worried, the three of them are lawless lords, they can't afford to provoke, but they are afraid that they will make trouble, You Qianrou is both good at color and art, and the more than a dozen dancing girls who followed are also carefully selected by Hugh Moba, all with rich breasts and beautiful legs, beautiful as a fairy, women in the Western Regions have strong personalities, dare to love and hate, and they are all selling their arts and not selling their bodies, in case these three Tai Sui make trouble, it will not end well.

Sha Ma didn't think so, he said viciously: "Whoever dares to make trouble, I will abolish them." ”

"Flying Snow Jade Flower Terrace" gradually quieted down, the lights were bright, the music sounded, the background is the flying map of the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang, slowly rising into the air with mystery, the flying sky in the picture flies around the sky, some step on the colorful clouds, slowly landing, some wave their heads and arms, take off into the air, some hold flowers in their hands, go straight to the sky, and some hold the flower plate, floating in the sky.

The crowd perked up.

The lights gradually dimmed, and suddenly the flying sky in the picture moved, and they floated on the stage and danced, their skirts swinging in the wind, and the fluttering and rolling ribbons made the flying dancers light and ingenious, and charming.

Applause erupted.

The music is getting urgent, a dancer wearing a red gauze runs in, this woman is captivating, her eyes are bright, her waist-length hair is tied with a white ribbon at will, dancing in the moonlight, the red gauze clothes flutter in the wind, suddenly the green water sleeves will be thrown away, the sleeves dance, there seem to be countless petals fluttering down in the air, swaying, a petal, holding a wisp of agarwood.

The people held their breath, silent, and all eyes were on this dancing girl,

A beautiful gauze skirt and her graceful dancing posture and the illumination of the lights make this woman like a fairy who falls from the sky, a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world, her posture is also dancing faster and faster, such as jade's plain hands lingering tactfully, the skirt is flying, a pair of water eyes like smoke want to talk and rest, the streamer is flying, the whole person is like a flower through the fog, hazy and ethereal, flashing with beautiful colors, but it is so far away.

Many people have already seen that this beautiful dancing girl is the woman in the painting in front of the door of "Xiaoyao Building", the "dancing saint" You Qianrou.

With a smile on her face, she waved her arms in the beautiful sounds of flutes, flutes, reeds, pipa and other musical instruments, twisted her flexible waist, bloomed a bright smile, exuded youthful vitality, showed the beauty of sports, and experienced the fun of dance. And her eyebrows are calm, calm and relaxed, the corners of her mouth are slightly upturned, evoking a hint of a charming smile, the eyes of charming beings are full of enthusiasm, delicate as spring flowers, her posture is even more graceful and radiant.

The applause from the audience was thunderous and deafening.

Qin Xiujie, who was sitting in the elegant seat, fell into obsession again, couldn't take his eyes off it, and never left that charming figure for a moment.

Zhang Jiujun, the son of Zhang Zhi, who joined the army in the capital on the third floor, Guo Shixing, the son of Guo Xiangling, the senator, and Yuan Ding, the son of Yuan Bingyi, the left attendant of the envoy, were also short of breath, their eyes were confused, and the dancing girls around them had already forgotten everything, and their bodies were lying on the wooden railing, and they couldn't wait to pounce on the beauty and hold the beauty in their arms.

When the song was over, the dancing girl withdrew, and the lights were turned on again, and the people seemed to be still unsatisfied, and the cries and cold voices rose and fell to each other, and it was very lively.