After venting, Mei Ji Mia was exhausted, and in the end she could only be slaughtered, Liu Han was refreshed and felt light, Tianna handed him Qingjin's letter, Liu Han was happy, this is actually not Qingjin's, but Baiyiyuan's mother Qiu Sanniang's, Qiu Sanniang told Liu Han Qingjin in the letter that Qingjin missed him, let him take time to come More exciting please visit

Since that day, Liu Han has never been there, to be honest, the Qing Jin is just a whim, pity such a talented and beautiful beauty, I hope she has a quiet environment to engage in art, and for the time being, I haven't thought about the plan to put this charming beauty into the house.

This purpose is naturally unspeakable, there is no art in this era, if it is said that there are people who engage in art and calligraphy, there are still people who appreciate and recommend it, and it can be used as music, it must be a ninth-rate musician, not to mention a girl in a green house.

Liu Han wanted to go to Jin, but unfortunately his heart was hot now, and he couldn't wait to devote all his time to cultivation, so he still had time to go to Baiyi Garden, but after receiving this letter, he couldn't help but express that he would send a pair of earrings and two sets of cheongsams made of loose silk to Qing Jin, and a few plagiarized poems.

These poems were written in the Western Regions in the past, and they were occasionally felt, although they were not well written, they could also be read,.。。 ”

Qing Jin sighed softly, the look of disappointment was irrepressible, the little girl was a little anxious, these days my own miss is a disaster, this Mr. Liu is really an uninteresting person, our young lady is not good, how many nobles in the capital are holding the silver and asking to see, the young lady is not careful, but I love you as a thin lover.

"Mr. Liu still remembers you, you fall, but it's a good Gao Changyu, and this dress, tsk, pine silk, you work, this pattern, well, it's from Lanfang Embroidery. Qiu Sanniang hurriedly relieved and praised the things sent by Liu Han one by one.

Pine silk, is one of the four major silks of the Great Jin Dynasty, there are many silks in various parts of the Great Jin Dynasty, the most famous and the best have four kinds, the pine silk produced in Songjiang in the south of the Yangtze River, also known as the pine silk, and the Lanfang embroidery village is the famous embroidery village of the world, all of which are boutiques.

Liu Han wrapped up Qingjin, so that Qingjin can choose whether to appear at will, the building must not be forced, at first the building was worried that it would affect the business in the building, but it didn't work out, and within a few days, the news spread in the capital, there were more guests, and almost all asked Qingjin to perform.

Qingjin's peerless appearance made more people salivate, and this time Baiyiyuan was unceremonious, very tough, and refused no matter who it was. This is also a helpless thing, the whole emperor knows that Qingjin is under Liu Han's bag, Baiyiyuan has the responsibility to protect her, if there is an accident, Baiyiyuan's reputation will fall, and at that time, no matter what Liu Han does, he can be understood by public opinion.

If Liu Han is a nameless boy, or just a businessman with a little money, this is easy to say, but Liu Han is not, three articles to shake the emperor's capital, win fame, befriend Xue Yu Xiao Zhao Wang Ye Qiu Ge, and the origin is mysterious, Baiyi Yuan does not dare to offend.

Qingjin didn't seem to hear it, focused on the cold letter, and muttered in his mouth, "Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green." The evening breeze blows the willow flute, and the sunset is outside the mountain. The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, the acquaintance is half scattered. A scoop of turbid wine is all over the place, don't dream cold tonight.

The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world. Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, and you can endure the return of the Magpie Bridge. If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight? ”

I don't feel drunk.

Qiu Sanniang smiled slightly, stopped praising those gifts, smiled and said a few words and left.

The little girl still pouted, very disappreciative in her heart, a few pieces of paper stole the young lady's heart, this surnamed Liu is really a liar.

Qing Jin still ignored those things, turned around to burn incense, and stroked the qin.

The sound of the piano was slow and empty, with a touch of sorrow and sadness, and the lips opened lightly

"Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green. The evening breeze blows the willow flute, and the sunset is outside the mountain... ”

The sound of the piano with singing, floated out of the courtyard, and there was an elderly person in the small building in the courtyard who was leaning on the railing, looking at the colorful glow gradually rising in the sky, thoughtful.

The occasional song attracted the attention of the young man, and he listened intently, the sound of the piano was intermittent, obviously this was a new song, and the player was constantly adjusting, but every time the sound of the piano got up, it firmly caught his attention.

"The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, the acquaintance is half scattered, a glass of turbid wine is full of joy, don't dream cold tonight." ”

The young man took the flask and drank for a long time, half of the flask was empty, and then he put down the flask, and there were already seven or eight jars of wine on the table, and it was obvious that he had been sitting here for a long time.

There was a sound of soft footsteps at the top of the stairs, and the young man did not look back, still listening attentively to the faint sad song.

Zhen Niang walked over slowly, the wine jar on several sides, sighed softly, sat down opposite him, picked up the wine jar, filled several wine jugs in front of her, and then picked up the wine jug and gestured slightly to the young man, and then drank the wine jug for a long time, extremely bold, without any delicateness.

After drinking two pots in a row, the young man sighed, "Good piano, good song." ”

Zhen Niang put down the wine jug and wiped the wine trail on her lower lip with a handkerchief, "Qingjin, this girl, sentimental." ”

"Was it contracted by a merchant surnamed Liu?" asked the young man.

Zhen Niang nodded her head, and the young man sighed lightly, "I haven't been here for a long time, and your lyrics and songs are even more exquisite." ”

Zhen Niang was slightly stunned, and then she heard a faint singing, and she showed a smile, "We don't have such a good word, this is Mr. Liu's small word, well, it should be a new word, Qingjin shouldn't be worried now." ”

The young man sighed lightly, and then sighed slightly, "I see, three articles of the earthquake emperor capital, there is such a person to write lyrics for her, the little girl is blessed." ”

Zhen Niang first laughed, and then sighed, "Qingjin's luck is good, but let's stay in our building until tomorrow spring, it's a pity." ”

The young man was a little surprised, and then reacted, and couldn't help laughing, "Baiyi Garden has been beautiful for more than ten years, and there is enough money to make money, Zhen Niang, retire." ”

"Fengyulou has dominated Kyoto for five or six years, why don't you retreat?"

It turned out that this year was Xiao Yu, the leader of the Wind and Rain Tower, who dominated the underground world of Kyoto, and what was even more surprising was that this Xiao Yu and Zhen Niang seemed to be very familiar, and he had no scruples about speaking.

Xiao Yu's expression was still so lonely, with a hint of helplessness, and a little tired, "There are still thousands of brothers in Fengyulou, I can't leave them behind." ”

"There are also 100 sisters in Baiyi Garden, and I can't leave them behind. Zhen Niang was not polite at all,-for-tat.

Xiao Yu didn't say anything, he raised the wine jug again and poured it into his mouth, and after a while, the wine jug was empty, and there were still a few freshly filled wine jugs on the table, but he didn't touch it, but picked up the wine jar and poured it into his mouth.

The crisp wine flowed into her mouth like a waterfall, and Zhen Niang shook her head regretfully, "This is Pin Liulin, in the Tribute Palace, your way of drinking is simply a waste." ”

Xiao Yu drank half of the jar in one go, his face remained unchanged at all, but his lower abdomen was slightly raised. Putting down the wine jar, Xiao Yu wiped his mouth with his sleeve and looked satisfied.

"The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, the acquaintance is half scattered. A scoop of turbid wine is all over the place, don't dream cold tonight. ”

The sound of the piano is faint, and the singing is sad.

"Why don't I let this girl come over and play two songs for you?" Zhen Niang saw that he was paying attention to the sound of the piano, so she asked tentatively, she was already eight points sure in her heart, this song was written by Mr. Liu, and those scholars who often go to the building can't write such sentences.

Each Qinglou has a full-time pianist, a full-time dancer, a full-time teacher, and a full-time embroidery teacher, but there is no full-time one who writes poetry or composes music.

Inscription poems, that is the scholar's ability, scholars pay attention to self-cultivation Qi family rule the world, for the Qinglou to fill in the lyrics and compose, that is willing to fall, for the Shilin despised, so, the Qinglou to get good words, there are two main ways, the first is the poetry club, there are many Dajin Academies, there are academies all over the place, scholars get together to always write poems, fill in the words, the Qinglou should strive for the first as soon as possible to get, select its good, compose music; the second way is such as Liu Han and Qingjin, written by the genius to the Qinglou girl; the third is to quietly send people to buy, some poor talents are forced by life, quietly sell poems, this kind of behavior can not be known to Shilin, in the future, count your poems all over the world, and can't admit that you wrote it.

"That's good. Xiao Yu paused, mother, although he drank so much wine, his eyes were still as bright as a sword, which made Zhen Niang's heart uneasy" I heard that Xuanmiaomen has a female skill, and those who practice this skill can always maintain their youth, even if they are over forty years old, they are as delicate as a girl, and I heard that there are nine grades of this skill, Zhen Niang, how many grades have you cultivated?"

Zhen Niang's eyes were slightly condensed, she took a sip of wine silently, put down the wine glass, the internal breath was already all over her body, she didn't warn the girl outside, she knew that if she couldn't stop the wind and rain, it would be useless for anyone to come.

Xiao Yu smiled faintly, "Don't be nervous, I'm just entrusted by someone to discuss with you." ”

"Entrusted by someone?" Zhen Niang is very strange, she came to the imperial capital to open the Qinglou, she was ordered by the teacher, for ten years, it has been very smooth, how suddenly, it seems that her identity is known to the emperor, and she actually asked someone to say.

"Palace. ”

Xiao Yu's simple two words made Zhen Niang gasp, who is in the palace? Could it be that terrifying Mu Gonggong? How could Neiwei be interested in him, the key is how did Neiwei know?

"Who is in the palace?" Zhen Niang still had this question, Xiao Yu glanced at it casually, and sighed, "Who else can there be besides that father-in-law!"

Zhen Niang didn't ask again, the stunned Yu seemed to be stunned by the news, Xiao Yu sighed again, "He sent someone to find me, I didn't dare to offend him, I could only promise to persuade you." ”

"Shall I go?" Zhen Niang suddenly seemed to be not stupid again, and asked provocatively.

Xiao Yu shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, "Words, I have already brought them, whether I listen to you or not, I can't control it." ”

"Hmph, I can't take care of it," Zhen Niang sneered, "The Netherworld Sect is one of the three sects of the Demon Sect, doesn't that Gonggong Mu know?"

Xiao Yu's expression suddenly cooled down, like a gust of cold wind coming from the north, freezing Xiao Xiao's piano sound and faint sorrow, and a trace of murderous aura came out of thin air.