Qiu Ming was furious, and was just about to ridicule each other, when a series of gongs and drums suddenly sounded downstairs. The old man in the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info had been preparing to meet Tyuming's counterattack, but he was so startled by a gong that he bounced up from his seat, hit his head on the pane, and even the crown scarf almost fell off. Qiu Ming laughed and said: "Sick woodcutter, it's hard to hear the roar of the tiger and leopard." ”

The old man was so angry that his nose was crooked, and he stared at Qiu Ming with wide eyes, and Qiu Ming was not to be outdone, and he also stared back indifferently. The two were tense, the music was playing downstairs, and Ying'er's Gongmo Dance began to perform. The others in the room hurriedly separated the two of them and sat down together to watch the performance.

The old man was still a little indignant, but Qiu Ming didn't take it seriously with a hippie smile, but he had already seen Ying'er's dance once, and there was nothing new, so he didn't have much interest. At this time, he saw Hu Muban slowly leaning over by the opportunity to applaud Lai Ying'er, and whispered in his ear: "Hebo wants to see you." ”

Qiu Ming was stunned for a moment, as if the second monk was confused, did he hear it wrong? Hebo? Ho Bo? And Bo? Qiu Ming looked at Hu Muban again, but Hu Muban walked back to his original position with square steps, as if nothing had happened.

Qiu Ming was so suspicious by this guy that he almost couldn't sit still, but Hu Muban ignored him anymore and only stretched his neck to watch the performance downstairs. Tyumen had no other choice but to be patient and look down.

Lai Ying'er has now become a famous character, and there is no need to perform the whole scene in person on such a small occasion as today. She made an appearance, won the full house, babbled a few words, and found a Tsing Yi to take over and continue the dance, but he himself went upstairs to persuade the wine to accompany him, like a public relations manager.

After a while, Lai Ying'er walked into Chen Yi's wing, although she was still dressed as a young man, but she didn't have a long scarf on her hand, but she had an extra pair of wine utensils, and her eyes fluttered: "Chen Gongzi is still the first time to come to our Fangze Pavilion, please drink this cup, and the slave family will do it first as a respect." As soon as he raised his head, the juice overflowed from his mouth and flowed through his long white neck, which had a touching beauty.

Several old men shouted: "No, no, no, there is a big Chen Gongzi here, and a little Chen Gongzi, which one do you respect?" I can't say I want to have another drink. Lai Ying'er looked at Chen Lin and said with a smile: "Little Chen Gongzi is a face-to-face, but he wants to drink this cup with his slaves?" ”

Including Chen Yi, everyone laughed loudly, pouting Chen Lin and Lai Ying'er to have a drink, but Chen Lin blushed and excused herself in every way, Lai Ying'er smiled, and after a while, she was about to go out to the next room. Tyumen hurriedly shouted: "Come and stay, Tyumen has something to ask for." ”

Lai Ying'er turned around, looked at Qiu Ming with strange eyes, and said, "I don't know what the god Jia Luo will do to find the slave family?" The slave is a lowly person, but he doesn't know what Buddhist scriptures are hidden, and it is impossible to take three refuges or four refuges. With that, she pursed her lips and laughed.

Qiuming hung three black lines on his forehead, and had to explain that he had something urgent to leave Luoyang, but he didn't know if the Son of Heaven still had something to stay in Beijing, so he had to ask Ying'er to introduce the palace gate on his behalf. Most of the old men here are the so-called wild relics, that is, they can't get to the court, and they don't want to be a small official, and they have a group of people with low eyes, hearing Qiu Ming's words, the old man who was fighting just now snorted coldly and said: "The Son of Heaven is suffering for Liangzhou now, and you actually want to disturb Your Majesty because of a little family matter, which is really contemptible and lamentable." ”

Tyumen was furious, you are a trivial matter, your whole family is a trivial matter, in our family, the wife's affairs are the first major matter. He didn't bother to talk to the old man anymore, and only looked at Ying'er with earnest eyes.

Come to Ying'er to be embarrassed: "It's not that the slave doesn't want to help, it's just that now the slave family can't enter the palace by himself." ”

Qiu Ming blinked, 10 million money is just to let you enter the palace to dance? Are you really a people's artist with both virtue and art? Lai Ying'er looked at Qiu Ming's obvious disbelief, and explained: "After watching the slave's Gongmo dance twice, the prince association thought it was boring and no longer called the slave family into the palace, and only said that it would be said after there was a new play." ”

How old is Emperor Han Xian now? Four or five? Such a young baby knows that he likes the new and hates the old? Qiu Ming scratched his chin: "In this case, you can make a new one." ”

When he said this, Qiu Ming found that the people around him were looking at him in amazement, as if they had said something wrong. The old man seemed to see the opportunity to fight back, and sneered: "Gong Mo Wu is handed down by his predecessors, and he recites it elegantly, how can there be a new chapter?" Lai Ying'er also said: "Yes, Gong Mo Dance only has to travel far to bid farewell to this scene, how can there be a new play?" ”

Tyumen listened to the drum music downstairs, and there was clearly a rudimentary form of Kunqu Opera and Peking Opera excerpts. How can there be no new chapters? He thought for a while and said, "You only need to change the scene and lyrics, and you don't need to change the music and dance steps, isn't it a new play?" ”

The old man was even more proud: "Look at you, you look like you have read a book for a few years, how do you not know that the words of the public Mo are the old system of the predecessors, and you can't add or delete a word, it's really ridiculous and generous." Qiu Ming suddenly became angry: "Why can't you add or delete a word?" I remember that Li He wrote a song about Gong Mo's dance, and everyone was impressed. ”

Everyone fell silent all of a sudden, and after a while, Chen Lin asked, "May I ask Brother Qiu, who is this Li He?" ”

Qiu Ming secretly screamed badly, how could he tell the poet ghost of the Tang Dynasty, he rolled his eyes and said: "Li He is a talented person in my hometown, and his talent is ten times better than Qiu Ming, but it is a pity that he was caught in the Yellow Turban Chaos and died young, which is embarrassing." ”

Chen Lin sighed, but said, "I don't know how this Li He's Gongmo dance song is, can Brother Qiu try to recite it?" ”

Of course it's okay for Qiu Ming's heart, didn't he work hard to memorize so many poems in the past just to pretend to be a girl and pretend to be forced to pass through? He pretended to excuse himself for a moment and then opened his mouth and said: "Fanghua Ancient Foundation is lined with nine trees, and the thorn leopard is drenched in blood and filled with silver poppies." The Chinese feast advocates the bamboo-free, and the long knife is upright to cut the zither. ”

Chen Lin shouted out: "This song is quite ancient, and it is secretly in tune with the dance of Gong Mo." Brother Qiu, take a break, wait for me to record this song, so that Li He can be famous in the world. ”

Qiu Ming smiled and watched Chen Lin set up the four treasures of the study room before continuing: "The horizontal frieze is thick brocade and red weft, and the sun is scorching and the king is not drunk. Three times under the waist to look at Bao Jueguang, Xiang Zhuang fell off the sheath bar and got up. The material official Xiaochen Gong Mo danced, and the real red dragon son was on the seat. Mangdang clouds hug the sky, and the king of Xianyang is as clear as water. The iron pivot and the iron wedge are tightly bound, and the banner hits the double ring. The king of Han must be sealed by Qin today, and he will never care about his subordinates. ”

Chen Lin waved it, handed the silk paper to Lai Ying'er and said: "This song should be the story of Hongmen, it really has the talent of gods and ghosts." ”

Lai Ying'er took it and praised it: "Chen Gongzi is so handsome", read a few sentences and said: "That Li Gongzi is a handsome literary talent", and then glanced at Qiu Ming: "Qiu Gongzi is so handsome in memory". Qiu Ming said with a smile: "Li He's song, everyone's dance, Chen Lin's words, plus the mouth below, this dance can be called the four uniques, I don't know if everyone may be this dance?" ”

Lai Ying'er read it carefully a few more times, and her fingers gently patted the beat, and suddenly turned around and went downstairs. (To be continued.) )