Chapter 429 Bai Lan.

Hua Lang is not a stupid person in terms of EQ and IQ, so when he saw Gongsun Ce's expression, he immediately understood.

This personable Mr. Gongsun, who is loved by thousands of girls, fell in love with a woman today, and this woman is the Bailan girl of Qingli Temple.

At this time, Gongsun Ce had the urge to write a poem to praise Bai Lan, but after all, he was a member of the state government, how could he be compared with those scholars who lingered in the fireworks venue, he would never be able to do such a thing, so he thought about it for a long time, but he endured it.

Seeing that Gongsun Ce was so uncomfortable, Hua Lang really wanted to help him, if he could help Gongsun Ce, Hua Lang was naturally very happy, but for a while, Hua Lang couldn't think of how to help Gongsun Ce.

Could it be that he was asked to write a poem to praise Bai Lan, and then say that it was written by Gongsun Ce?

This obviously doesn't work, he Hualang can steal the poems of the ancients, but Gongsun Ce is a person who will never use other people's poems, if Hualang does this, Gongsun Ce will definitely be unhappy.

So it's impossible to write words, but if you don't write words, it's hard to shout like Hua Lang and the people in the audience: Miss Bailan, Gongsun Ce is your fan!

He Hualang can't do this, even if he does, it will make Gongsun Ce very faceless.

After thinking about it, Hua Lang felt that it was better to give up helping Gongsun Ce for the time being, and after catching the thief who wanted to kill someone, he would find a way to help Gongsun Ce pursue Bailan.

And after Hua Lang thought about it like this, the Bailan girl had already left with the poems of those scholars, Hua Lang glanced at Gongsun Ce, it can be seen that his expression is ugly, as if he is very lost, I think he must regret following Bao Zheng at this time, if he doesn't follow Bao Zheng, on an occasion like today, he is playing a merry scholar, it doesn't matter.

After Bai Lan left, the old bustard of Qingli Yuan shouted to everyone: "The next one is the Miaoyu girl of our Qingli Temple. ”

After hearing the words of the old bustard, some people shouted, Hua Lang sat there and thought, what kind of woman would such a girl who only sells her art and not her body?

Just after the bustard's voice fell, a delicate-looking woman had already walked down, and after she walked down, a little maid carried a guzheng to the stage, and Miaoyu sat in front of the zither, smiled at everyone, and then played with it.

The sound of the guzheng is beautiful and beautiful, Miaoyu's slender ten fingers are fast and slow, making people feel so elegant, Hualang listens to the beautiful music, and his eyes are staring at Miaoyu's ten fingers, only to feel that the ten fingers are really beautiful, and the beauty makes people almost forget the sound of the guzheng.

And then look at the Miaoyu, she slightly applied bead powder, and her elegant face gave people a sense of mirror.

It's just that at this time, the cheers of the audience are not as high as Hongmei and Bailan, the reason is that I think it is because the guests here are rarely able to become Miaoyu's guests, since they are not Miaoyu's guests, then there is naturally no need to shout for it, and then there is Miaoyu's face, to be honest, it is too elegant, compared to the brightness of Hongmei and Bailan, I think the man who came to the Qinglou, that is not for the hot woman?

Therefore, a woman like Miaoyu who is tall and somewhat difficult to climb, even if a man admires her, I am afraid it will be difficult to shout for her.

And at this time, Hua Lang noticed that although the red plum is also high, it is pretended, because in this way, those men who conquer her will have a sense of achievement, and such a woman is naturally liked by men.

Miaoyu's performance, there are not many people in the audience who applaud, and there are no people who are willing to write lyrics for it, and those scholars are also arrogant people, thinking that Miaoyu can't look down on them, how can they write lyrics for Miaoyu?

So at this time, the scene was a little embarrassing for a while, if no one really wrote words for Miaoyu, wouldn't this Miaoyu be too faceless?

Hua Lang glanced at Miaoyu on the stage, her appearance was still calm, as if no one had written it to her, she didn't care, as if as long as she finished playing the guzheng, her mission tonight would be over.

Miaoyu's calmness made Hua Lang a little puzzled, why could such a woman stay in such a place, be so pure-hearted?

Doesn't she admire Ayara and don't want thousands of men to revolve around her?

This Miaoyu is calm, but the old bustard of Qingli Courtyard is a little reluctant, if no one writes words to Miaoyu tonight, how will Miaoyu's reputation be started, and how will they make money?

Just when everyone in the audience was talking about it, and the bustard on the stage was sweating profusely, suddenly a thunderclap sounded, and it was raining outside.

The wind was a little stronger, blowing on the screen window of Qingli Courtyard, Long Budi hurriedly ordered the little servant to close the doors and windows, so as not to affect the program here, and the celebrities in the audience seemed to be indifferent, anyway, they all sat in a carriage when they came, even if they went home, they couldn't get wet, but these rich people didn't care, and those scholars sighed again and again, they had carriages with them, I'm afraid there weren't a few.

Everyone has everyone's worries, the old bustard glanced at Miaoyu with some embarrassment, and then glanced at Long Budi on the second floor, Long Budi was helpless, and shook his head at Miaoyu after the most reluctance, Miaoyu saw this, and was ready to get up and leave, after all, no one wrote for her, if she continued to sit down, it would be boring.

It's just that despite this, Miaoyu's expression is still calm, and there is no displeasure at all because no one wrote her words.

Hua Lang and the others thought it was strange when they saw that no one wrote words for Miaoyu, because they listened to the words of those scholars at the inn at noon today, and thought that Miaoyu had a lot of fans, but now it seems that this is obviously not the case.

Miaoyu got up and was about to go upstairs, but at this time, a person suddenly stood up at the table under the stage, and the person shouted at Miaoyu on the stage: "Miss Miaoyu, slow down!" ”

When the man shouted like this, everyone was shocked, because the person who stood up was a woman, and it was Lin Xian'er, everyone really didn't understand what Lin Xian'er was doing when she shouted Miaoyu at this time, could it be that she wrote a poem for Miaoyu?

But if she really wrote it, I'm afraid it would make people laugh, and it's ridiculous that there are women who write words for women.

Seeing Lin Xian'er like this, those people in the audience made a sound of laughter, Hua Lang sat on it, and also looked at Lin Xian'er and smiled lightly, he felt that this Lin Xian'er was always able to do surprising things.