The wine is put into the glass in a line. Boom.

Zeng Shiquan gestured with his eyes. Suppressed Li Yichen's slightly raised figure. Said coldly: "Good groan." Mr. guts. That's not small. ”

Mr. Zhu was not afraid. The pot rested firmly on the back of the chair. Qinglang smiled: "Is the master talking about me?" I really don't know where to start. Hey. It's winter. I can take shelter from a warm room. Drink and listen to the wind. Isn't it wonderful? Enthusiasm is high. Sing two lines of poetry. What guts are needed. ”

Zeng Shiquan's smiling eyes. Suddenly, it shot out a blade-sharp light. It was as if Mr. Zhu's face had been pierced through. I scrape it off in strips.

He leaned forward slightly. Said gloomily: "The sun and the moon are the clear words." Dongfeng is the East Factory. Isn't this just sarcastic for me to talk about it? Take advantage of the momentum of the East Factory. Cover the sky with one hand. ”

Mr. Zhu said with a smile: "I'm afraid that the master is really too careful." The poem we just sang. The name is 'Yongliu'. It is written that there is a small spring in winter. The east wind is blowing. The willow branches are shaking. This warm wind meets cold air. Then there was snow. Like flowers scattered in the world. Cover the sky. It's just a warm drink on the body. I remembered that the snow was still like frost outside. I just thought about this poem for a while. This poem was written by Zeng Gong in the Song Dynasty. Zeng Wending's public character is solid. It is the Nanfeng people of Fuzhou. During the Yuanfeng period, the official worshiped the scholars of the Middle School. The article was a great achievement. However, his poems are hidden by the literary name. It may not be widely recited in the world. This poem was written in the Song Dynasty. How can it be sarcastic about Dongchang and you. "[Xianmo: wonderful, evil]

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty. The Hanlin Academy edited and edited Zhu Youxuan, and there were eight great achievers in the Tang and Song dynasties. Compiled into the "Eight Gentlemen's Anthology". Since then, the world has been known as the eight masters of the Tang and Song dynasties. Zeng Gong is one of the eight. said that his poems were not widely recited. It's really to take care of Zeng Shiquan's face. lest he be ashamed too much. However, in the eyes of the scholars. This is an even greater irony. Chang Sihao has a limited understanding of literature. Shao Fang and Gao Yang both understood Mr. Zhu's trick of using the past to satirize the present and transfer flowers and trees. However, the two have no good impression of Zeng Shiquan. So I know it in my heart. But I was happy to listen to Mr. Zhu's ridicule. Tease this stuffyman.

Li Yichen does not have much Chinese ink on his chest. I don't know if there is really such a "Zeng Wending Gong". But look at the face. I always feel that the other party is playing tricks on my side. A face gradually turned blue. The wrinkles between the eyebrows twisted up like hemp rope. kept looking at Zeng Shiquan. There is the meaning of doing it at any time.

At this time, there was an uproar outside. Applause erupted. Someone set up five waist drum-type four-hole hollow embroidered piers on the stage [Xianmo: The atmosphere is tight and loose. There have been several ups and downs. It's time for a crash. But suddenly by the table of small stage. Moved to the large stage in the hall. It's the time to change the play. Changing the scene is changing the air. I don't know the article ventilation method. Writing and reading it is like choking your throat. Properly ventilated. to be natural and smooth]. The stunning quadruplets each walked up to the stage with a musical instrument. The two are separated. Shui Yanxiang appeared behind with a fragrant mahogany five-string pipa in his arms. She had changed into a snow-colored cross-collared skirt. There are blue flower prints on the sleeves and skirt feet [Xian ink: blue flowers on a white background. The state of the blue and white porcelain vase]. There was a glimmer of light under the lamp. With a light walk. Bring out the beautiful momentum. [Xianmo: Blue and white are national treasures. This woman can be described as a living treasure]

No one in the room spoke, coughed, or even breathed heavily. Everyone looked at her silently.

Shui Yanxiang is not in a hurry. Sit on the embroidery pier in the center of the stage. Lift your left leg slightly. Press on your right knee. When the skirt is settled. Just cover the top of your feet. Only a small tip of the shoe is exposed.

The shoes have also been replaced. It is no longer a wooden model for dancing appearances. It's a white background with green edges. The fabric is clean and shiny. It has the texture of porcelain.

She steadied the lute in her arms. His gaze slowly swept forward. The breath of the people was condensed. When I landed, the hall was filled with heartbeats. [Xianmo: Today's women only know how to show flesh on the stage. I don't know that the most sultry thing is the gaze. Will flatter the eyes. Fang can hold the man. Know it or not. 】

Shui Yanxiang smiled.

The silence that lies behind the hustle and bustle. It made her face flush with drunkenness. It's like a kind of shyness that a little girl has seen for the first time. It makes people feel like she is now. and her who was laughing on the railing outside just now. It seems to be two completely different beings.

A loud bang rang out. It's like a little dragon flying off the string. Inside the Bard. The rhyme is endless.

She tapped the strings with her fingers. Smile lightly. said: "Xiaoxiang recently wrote a new tune. Do you want to listen? ”

People smiled knowingly. The answer, of course, is yes. But some nonsense is only good if it is spoken. Expectations that are too high even if they are met perfectly. It's also disappointing. And this sentence. But it makes people feel relaxed. [Xianmo: This is called a typhoon. Singer Typhoon is quite important. The draft is unprofessional. Before going on stage, you should learn from the ancient prostitutes. Although it is to entertain the public. And don't be hasty. laughs]

Shui Yanxiang snapped her fingers. The four sisters will sit down [Xianmo: The master gestured to sit down. They took their seats. The rules are not messed up at all. Those who serve are so cultured. It can be seen how much effort the third son has put in. 】。 Knead the strings and make Xiao. The music floated. The tune is soft. Like an empty mountain and fog. Sleeping pandan.

A faint lute timbre. Inject slowly and unexpectedly. The singing of Shui Yanxiang also followed. The song is: "Melting snow turns into ice at night." The pedestrian street is deserted. The clouds are like passing water. Meteor showers. Voiceless. Countless dreams through the ages. But loneliness is hard to wake up [Xianmo: Loneliness turned out to be a dream]. It is unknown who is with Xu Jinsheng. May the signature be thin. The pen walks the snake dragon. Hook up the fate. Change an encounter [Xianmo: Don't be destined for three lives. As long as this life and this world are also], erase all kinds of things. I have to be calm ...... life"

She opened her mouth lightly. There are no smoke and fire. The voice is pleasant. Gentle. Like a clear spring bubbling into a stream. It forms a frictionless penetration with the music.

The music of the occasional dingdong of the pipa. It is as crisp and transparent as jade. Like the starlight that gives weight to the sky.

"Lonely and hard to wake up......"

Chang Sihao's eyes are lost. The eyes are distracted. A picture came to mind. It was a chrysanthemum. The courtyard with the sound of water. Above the second floor. There was a young girl touching the railing. Long eyelashes drooping. Look at the water wheel running slowly in the courtyard. The expression was quiet and lonely.

Everyone in the hall listened silently. I felt that a heart was gone. All kinds of illusions. To each his own.

One song is finished. Jade finger off the string. The fragrance of the water slowly retracted the breath. The body bowed slightly.

However, the hall was silent. Silent for a long time. No one cheered.

She was a little surprised. Keep your head up. Eyes look left and right: "How." Doesn't it sound good. ”

When Chang Sihao heard the sentence "I don't know who is with Xu Jinsheng". It's a pang in my heart. I want Qin to wake up from loneliness. You can imagine being in love with others. In the end, it was me who I met. The world is impermanent. It's always so powerless. Inadvertently. I feel the weight of my eyelashes [Xian Mo: The sky needs starlight weights. The pupils are as deep as the sky. It's the tears that are counterweighted. He collected his mind in an instant. Hurriedly stretched out his hand and applauded. Loud applause. Gently cover up this irrepressible emotion.

Everyone in the hall looked stunned. Still immersed in some kind of illusion. Chang Sihao's colorful voice brought them back to their senses. A sparse round of applause followed. Suddenly, it became a torrent of torrential rain and wind.

Shui Yanxiang turned a pair of wonderful eyes. Chang Sihao's face paused slightly. Smile like a flower. Look back at the way everyone looks. It seems that this is just like words. He raised his hand and snapped his fingers for wine.

Someone couldn't help but admire: "The song of the water girl." The song is wonderful. It's really a fairy piece. It's unforgettable. The people around nodded their heads. Someone chimed in: "Not bad, not bad. The song sounds like warm water is slowly pouring from head to toe. The whole body is warm. I'm so fascinated by what I hear. I couldn't even remember where I was for a while. For a while, many people praised [Xianmo: The former is more than the cheap conference has just ended. Here again the offense is initiated. Cheap **yes also]. Suddenly, someone said, "Bad." Poor. There was silence in the hall. All eyes were on him.

The man was about thirty years old. Thin build. Born with a yellow, burnt skin. Short beard. Dressing up is considered to be in the middle of the wealth. Big winter. I still have a small bamboo fan in my hand. And he saw that all the people looked at him. He stood up and said, "You don't hear the words 'lonely and hard to wake up'. It's hard to wake up when you're lonely. This song is anything but pleasant. The truth is that life is lonely. It is a sad article for the ages. Have you ever experienced a midnight dream? Stay in a cloak. But I saw the cold in the window. Bamboo silence in the courtyard. Yu Leak Xinghua. Ground covered with moon frost. It makes people choke on their hearts. A ray of bitterness in his chest. Ten thousand kinds of loneliness. It's hard to describe. This song is soft and delicate. Such as the heartfelt appeal. is singing about the desolation of this place. Therefore, I thought below. All the princes are wrong. As he spoke, he shook his head from north to south. Fan refers to things. A sour look.

As soon as these words came out. Someone nodded in agreement. Someone retorted it. Several groups of people have their own opinions. Debate with each other. There are also those who disdain to participate. Look at these people and shake their heads repeatedly. Close your eyes. Take care of yourself and savor the aftertaste.

On the stage, Shui Yanxiang held a wine jug and drank freely to the sky. It's very fast. Seeing Chang Sihao, he longed for it for a while. I thought again: "I thought there was no music except Brother Cang's Bailongqin." But I don't want this water girl's pipa to be so good. Chill out. A lonely person is not lonely. Coincidentally, this song is lonely. The more I think about it, the more lonely I become]. Merely. Her lyrics seem to tell the thoughts of her daughter's family. It's very different from the feeling of the poem on the wall of the mouth blessing. Behold, she drank and sang and had fun. And worry-free suffering. Cheng's daughter. I'm afraid that most people won't be in such a mood [Xianmo: This is Xiao Chang's true intention]. "Hands move as you like. Stroke it down the neck. The jade pendant in the bag is still [Xian Mo: Always point the jade pendant. Don't forget Yunfeng at all times. Hence the jade pendant. Must write to the tip. Ah Yao is not cold. A living person. One deceased. Both lonely. Both misses. Just a "still". Take it all in. 】。 One press. Slight sternal pain. But a wave of disappointment hit me in my heart.

"Hahahaha. ”

A few bursts of laughter. Silenced the noise in the hall. A man on the east side stretched out his arms and said loudly: "You have a lot of arguments. But I didn't think about it. The song of the Water Maiden. It's a natural thing. It's hard to separate. But you take it apart. That's a great way to say. It's beautiful. This water girl has outstanding fingering. The one who praised her for writing lyrics was high. One by one, the sour text can be sold off by what they know. Didn't you let the water girl see the joke. [Xianmo: Suppress everyone. It's still a compliment. It can be said that Su Qin is cheap]

The sour man struck the small fan in the palm of his hand. Said: "This is reasonable. No matter how much we talk about it, it's a blind man's narrative. The lyrics and tunes are all about verve. Like a man on the pinnacle. Fang Minghe's tip is wonderful. G Creek on paper. There is a spring sound in the blank space. Everything is in mind. What a word. With that, the small fan waved. Take a seat.

The man on the east side: "Well said. In fact, the water girl has a graceful appearance. Like a fairy. Watching it is drunk. No matter what song you talk about, what words you sing. Aren't they all the same? [Xian Mo: It's already cheap]

Wen Acid Gong fanned and pointed away: "I thought you understood." Looks like you're a fool too. Good looking. What does it have to do with the tune. ”

East Human: "It doesn't matter. All things are one. If there is an eighty-year-old woman sitting here playing the lute. No matter how beautiful it is. I'm afraid you won't come. [Xianmo: There are still not cheap places in the cheap. It's a swing]

Wen Acid patted the table and said, "How could it not." Even if it is another forty or fifty years. As long as the water girl is still playing here. I'll listen to it again. [Xianmo: It can't be considered a big bargain anymore. This prince can be described as a cheap immortal]

He said this with great sincerity. It moved a few people. The people of the east shouted "hypocrisy". The two quarreled. The rest of the people are talking again, [Xianmo: It can be described as a fairy and a cheap strange man. The loneliness of singing. It's not lonely at all. Why. Sluts are always busy playing cheap. How can there be kung fu loneliness. 】。 Cha Ji Jia laughed loudly: "Everyone. You don't feel sorry for your saliva. I felt a little sorry for you in the bottom. Ha ha. I think everyone should stop fighting. Why don't you ask the water girl to play another song? Fill the ears of all of us. When the people heard this, they were awakened. They all shut their mouths. The one who argues has no opponent. It was silent. The hustle and bustle faded for a while. What else did the sour man want to say? He was being ripped at the bottom of his shirt by the people at the table. He sat down.

Shui Yanxiang drank and watched with interest as people commented and argued. At this time, I had drunk most of the jug of wine in my hand. See this scenario. He smiled and said, "Okay." I just saw how lively you guys were. I can't bear to bother. Actually, you're exaggerating too much. Praise me for playing well. Xiaoxiang is grateful. After all, it was hard work every day. Praise me for my beauty. What do I say? This face was given by my father. You praise me. I can only thank my father. But. After all, youth is limited. There will always be a day when people will grow old. You're going to get used to seeing me. I'm tired of looking at me. I'm tired of looking at me. Until that time. How should Xiaoxiang deal with herself...... Hehe. Don't say more. The good thing is now. I still have a lot of youth in my hands. You are still my food and clothing. Confidants and friends. Come. and all that had wine were served. Xiaoxiang toasts everyone in this first. [Xianmo: Excellent mind. Brilliant character. Women know this. to be able to marry an ugly man. Without it. Know-informed. Much more important than being dashing and handsome. It's a pity that people don't understand it when they're young. Na Ho Na Ho Ho

She doesn't wait for anyone else. He raised his head and took a big sip of wine.

Everyone was stunned by her words. Wine in hand. Forgot to drink. There are also people who hear infinite loneliness and sadness in her half-drunk and half-awake words. Dasheng sighed. The circles under his eyes turned red. [Xianmo: Sluts also have feelings. It's the loneliness that comes from knowing the cheap. I'm afraid of loneliness, so I'm willing to be cheap. When I was young, I did everything for love. It's not that I'm afraid of the other party leaving. Sigh]

Shui Yanxiang bent over. Rest the remaining half jug of wine at your feet. Muttered, "Sing something." ”

She straightened up, her expression stunned for a moment, and she didn't say anything more. It seems that the bending down just now made the wine stronger. Somewhat intoxicated. Hand over the lute. Unconsciously tuned the tuning shaft. His eyes spilled. There was a slight pause as he shifted to Chang Sihao's table. Eyes narrowed. Muttered, "Hmm." Let's take the topic just now. Let's take a moment. ”

False armor rotation. The song began. Singing: "I want my eyes to be cloudy." The body is like autumn grass wilting. Qiu He is in decay and depressed. But it is the beauty of the world [Xianmo: birth, old age, sickness and death. Sickness and decay are the saddest. How to see through. It's just out of this bland]. I want it to happen in vain. Ascend and get drunk with tears. There are joys and sorrows in the past. Without youth regret [Xian Mo: birth, old age, sickness and death. Old is the saddest. What an experience. to be so open-minded]. I would like to live in Fengdu. Thirsty for yellow spring water. Marry a goblin and be a mother-in-law. Give birth to a nest of ghosts [Xianmo: Life and death are not within the degree. He has entered the realm of Sonam Gyatso. All causes and conditions become laughter] ...... Ha ha...... Hahaha......" she shook her head. Now composed and sung. It's a pleasure to be free. Sing to the last two lines. I couldn't help but laugh out loud. The lower jaw is raised high. The snow chest under the collar was half-hidden, and the laughter trembled. The time marks are eye-catching. [Xianmo: Absolutely beautiful. The waves are also at the limit. Who can let go in reality. Everyone laughs at Sister Fleur. She really let go of her shackles. What is the face. Don't. You have to be free. It can be seen that hibiscus also has cuteness. The men of the world think of it as a strange thing. Solid self-blame. I don't know a woman's heart. If you don't believe it, go back and ask. Thirty-five upwards. Housewives from forty-five onwards. They all have such a desire. and pretend to be a good wife and mother. Depressed mood. Until fifty upwards. There is no distinction between men and women. Only then did they dare to go to the street to twist Yangge and dance ballroom dances. That's just to seize the last bit of youth. Friends who know the opportunity see this article. Make a decision. Hurry up and live. Don't really hold yourself back as a housewife. Men are often unreliable. There are always times when families break up. Youth is gone and never returns. It's a burst of pleasure. Thousands of blood and tears condensed into one sentence. Cut, cut]

Check the chicken rack and grin. Couldn't stop shrugging his shoulders and rubbing his hands. I know that it's not good for her to be so nonsense. Look back at the master. I saw that Xu Sangongzi was shaking his head. Slap in the face. It seems that Shui Yanxiang no matter what he sings. It's all wonderful. The crowd listened to this melodious and melodious song. The singing is also soothing and good. In the interlude, he also shouted loudly. Wait to hear the next paragraph. It's just a lot of fun. Awkward glances at each other. No one can boast anymore. [Xianmo: A high-pressure group is small. A smile shocked everyone. This is often the case with the laity. See the tall people. Incomprehensible. I can't even be cheap]

Shui Yanxiang sang happily. A toe pick. He also grabbed pots and drank wildly. One of the quadruplets on the stage leaned forward slightly. Smile and look around. "Girl," suggested. Today's guests. Most of them are talented and wealthy people. Why not let them write the lyrics on the spot. You're going to sing it. [Xianmo: This woman is vulgar. It can be described as cheap]

As soon as the people heard this idea, they immediately became possessed by the disciples. Here comes the spirit again. Immediately said: "The words we write can be sung by the water girl." That's a great honor. Fine. Fine. "Haha. The talented man fills in the lyrics and sings beautifully. It's really a blessing for me to wait. This will be a story for the ages. Get a pen. I was the first to write. ”

Shui Yanxiang smiled and put down the flask. looked at the crowd: "All of them are talented, eight buckets, and five cars." Wouldn't Pan Anzijian be all over the street? [Xianmo: Good scolding. Just like in the age of the Internet, everyone can write a book. Waist seal, introduction in the ceiling. As a matter of fact. The real Pan Anzi is built all over the street. Those who have been in good literature since ancient times. There are not many generations]" Cha Jijia hurriedly smiled: "There are talents but no talents." It looks like the pen. [Xianmo: Wonderful. After all, Brother Sanbi is a character] The girl might as well be down. Let's do a beautiful exam. It's also a beautiful conversation. [Xianmo: Brother Sanbi is a scholarly family after all. Lady Examiner. His words are bright and fragrant. Bury people do not forget to dust off perfume. The good part of the pen is the bad part. Shui Yanxiang laughed.

Xu Sangongzi was unprepared for this. I was happy to see Shui Yanxiang. The crowd was enthusiastic again. Nature is a lot of fun. Busy people fetch pen and ink. Distribute it under four. However, there are many people who ask for paper at first sight. I couldn't help but frown again. Check the chicken rack and look out. He said loudly, "Everyone." The water girl is delicate. Hundreds of words. I'm afraid she won't be able to finish singing until dawn. Those who do not wish to write are limited to one per person. The set is up to her to choose. Sing the selected one. How is it. ”

The crowd was reluctant. But I don't want others to think that they don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade. Each nodded in acceptance. The sour man said suddenly: "Water girl." If the word is selected. There should be a reward, too. Someone retorted: "One in a hundred." It's a great blessing to be chosen. What more rewards. Wen Acid Gong smiled slightly. Pointing at Shui Yanxiang's feet with a fan, he said, "There is no need for anything else." As long as the girl rewarded the half pot of residual wine, it would be done. [Xianmo: Cheap immortals are cheap immortals after all. Cheap to the extreme, but cute. has not yet reached the realm of Pan Jinlian drinking urine. But "I didn't hit it. Not far off". Immediately, the hall was booed. Laughter erupted.

Chang Sihao shook his head. Consciousness retracted. Dengshi's face froze.