Two Realms: I use martial arts to ask for longevity

Chapter 116 Hongmen Banquet (please subscribe)
Full moon night.

Huanhua Water Pavilion.

Zhou Pingan entered the building again with the invitation.

Just like entering your own home, you walk straight to the back garden.

Some girls and boys I saw along the way were not afraid when they saw him wearing a light green robe and carrying a knife at his waist. Instead, they greeted him with a smile.

"Ping'an Lang, you came to our Huanhua Building to see Sister Qing again today. You've been listening to the sound of the piano for a long time, and you're not tired of it. Why don't you come to Nujiaxiu Pavilion to exchange sword dances."

"Next time, next time."

Zhou Ping'an cupped his hand and declined in an awkward but gentle manner.

Two drum beats came.

A red dress hangs out of the window, and there is another person in the embroidered pavilion on the left. His face is half hidden, and his amazingly soft figure can be seen.

A beautiful woman chuckled: "The piano and Xiao ensemble will always come to an end, but the drumming of the slave family needs improvement. I would like to ask Mr. Zhou for advice."

This one is naturally the pear blossom girl.

The four great oirans of Huanhua Tower, their slender waists, pear blossom drums, Qiuxiang's sword dance, Qingnv's piano...

Originally, each of these people had been famous for a while, but now it is Qingnv's turn to become famous.

But no matter what kind of skill it is, if you often appreciate it, you will have some tricks.

Just like all men in the world.

Other people's wives are always better than your own, no matter how beautiful your own wife is.

Without him.

The word "novel" is enough to explain everything.

Even if it is delicacies from the mountains and seas, if you eat too much and get tired of it, sometimes you will inevitably want to eat some vegetables and radishes.

Therefore, people like Xianxian, Lihua, and Qiuxiang don’t worry much even if they are cold.

However, after Zhou Ping'an's song "divination operator" sang Qingyang and spread all over the world, Qingnv's net worth immediately soared a hundred times.

We immediately got on a different level with them.

It's like the soul has been injected into the song.

It’s like the brand has a story.

No matter how disgusted I am, I still want to support that beautiful song and have some elegance.

Throughout the ages, this has always been the case across the country.

If a person or a thing is attached with other cultural values, it will obviously no longer be the same.

How can this be tolerated.

No matter what, I still have to ask for a poem.

Otherwise, will I still have a foothold in the future?
"Are you inviting me to watch the drum dance? You want me to write a poem."

Regarding the enthusiasm of the girls, Zhou Pingan does not overestimate his own charm, nor does he think that he is the reincarnation of Pan An who is loved by everyone and makes flowers bloom.

If it was a peaceful year and he had no worries, he would do anything and appreciate other arts.

But now, when the storm is about to come, and I am here to do business, I can only live up to the beauty's feelings.

“I’ll try Pear Blossom Girl’s drum another day…”

Zhou Ping'an walked forward in a carefree and elegant way, focusing on one thing that no one could offend.

Whether it is modern society or ancient society, he has great respect for these "teachers" who promote human progress and teach novel knowledge.

Sacrifice yourself for others, burn yourself, and illuminate others.

It is extremely helpful to resolve social disputes and eliminate inner hostility.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ping'an swept away all the messy thoughts in his heart.

The water pavilion has arrived.

A few gentle beasts had already stood up to greet him with smiles.

"Brother Zhou, I've been waiting for you for a long time. If you don't come, the banquet will be a little less elegant."

"Yeah, I didn't expect Brother Zhou to be both civil and military. In recent days, those past experiences of you have become a legend in the city. It's so disrespectful, so disrespectful."

"If it weren't for Brother Zhou's help this time about my little sister, my Zhang family would have suffered a huge setback. Come on, come on, let's have three drinks, and I'll do it first as a token of respect."

Zhang Yuanhao's face was full of joy.

This time, the Zhang family did not lose when they faced off against the disciples of the Hehuan sect. They even brought the heads of the disciples of the Hehuan sect and the second leader of the Black Mountain Bandit back to the city and hung them in public during this operation.

It can be said that not only did the reputation not be damaged, but the family reputation was greatly enhanced.

Among them, the one who played the biggest role was of course Zhou Pingan.

Not only did he know this, but several other wealthy young masters also knew it very clearly.

Therefore, this gathering was a bit more lively than the other days when we talked about poetry and lyrics.

Who wouldn't want to have a good relationship with such a great master?

Maybe, one day when the Zhang family encounters something embarrassing like this, I can ask Zhou Ping'an to take action.

Seeing the world becoming increasingly chaotic and filled with smoke and dust, anyone who is not too dull will always have a little bit of worry in their heart.

Even these young men who are not doing their jobs are inevitably infected by the atmosphere of precariousness.

More or less, I want to do my part for my family.

"Hey, why haven't I seen Brother Yuanyasu today? He is never late for gatherings on weekdays..."

Zhao Mengbai of the Zhao family, wearing a brocade robe and jade belt, and a jade face covered with powder, suddenly asked in surprise.

Speaking of Li Yuankang, before Zhou Pingan appeared, he was the leader among these people, and he was also the best in literary and martial arts.

Moreover, this person has an honest and gentle personality and can talk to anyone.

There is basically no one here who has a bad relationship with him.

"Hey, isn't that it? Why is there a little monk?"

The slightly fat one is Xue Yuting of the Xue family, who is looking around at this time. Suddenly he stretched out his hand and pointed, and saw a winding path leading to a secluded place. Dressed in a white robe and walking slowly and modestly like a gentleman, it couldn't be Li Yuankang.

What was different from usual was that a step behind him, closely followed by a young monk with handsome features, about eleven or twelve years old, his round bald head reflected the orange-yellow-pink light, like a lantern.

"The son of my father's family friend has to come with Brother Yu to see the world. It's hard to refuse, so I can only take him with me."

Although Li Yuankang said such relatively ridiculous things, he had a strange demeanor that made people take it for granted.

After a brief explanation, everyone accepted it.

The most outrageous.

Even when the little monk came to Huanhua Tower, he didn't look left and right like other children.

Instead, he sat aside very maturely, looking at his nose and nose, reciting a string in his hand, and murmuring in a low voice...

Judging from his solemn appearance, it seems that he is either chanting sutras or a ghost.

"This young master looks very simple. He may have gone to the building to practice his mind. However, he is too young, and it is too early to practice his mind..."

When Zhang Yuanhao said this, he started laughing.

Everyone cheered and agreed.

Zhang Yuanhao's meaning is very clear.

You don’t have any supernormal abilities yet. How can you cultivate your mind at this time?
"Don't worry about him, and don't go out of your way to avoid meat and fish. There are no taboos in his group."

Li Yuankang laughed heartily twice, then turned to look at Zhou Ping'an: "Brother Ping'an's song [I would rather be a centurion than a scholar] made my blood boil with excitement. I wish I could go to the frontier and fight in blood...

Such a majestic poem cannot be produced without natural vitality. Come on, I would like to give Brother Zhou a drink. "

"Together, together."

Zhou Ping'an raised his glass and smiled casually. He couldn't help but feel the lotus in his mind again, but there was still nothing unusual.

In fact, the other party's expression was sincere and his eyes were extremely clear, which was a bit powerful.

If it weren't for Zhang Yuanhao's inner voice, I heard that Mr. Li Yuankang had said bad things about him behind his back.

He almost thought that the other party really regarded him as a good friend.

The less I can see anything wrong.

This is getting more serious.

Prove the other party's cleverness.

A few people talked about poetry and lyrics for a while, and after talking about some interesting things that happened in Qingyang City recently, the sound of a piano could be heard faintly.

"Miss Qing is here. This time, we must let her have two drinks."

Zhang Yuanhao coaxed.

He looked tall and muscular, but he didn't seem to drink well.

It looked like he had just drank seven or eight glasses of wine, and his face was already slightly red and he felt drunk.

Li Yuantang also joined in the fun, "If you really want Miss Qing to drink too, then of course Brother Lao Zhou will have to take action. We don't have the weight, and it's not easy to be rude to a beautiful lady."

"That's right, Brother Zhou, please wait a moment..."

The other people also followed suit.

"It's better to forget about drinking. Why not, let me play one more piano piece."

Before anyone arrives, the sound is heard first.

Behind Qingnu were two maids. She was wearing an orange-yellow skirt embroidered with red peonies. She was both elegant and festive. She had a faint smile on her face, which was different from the usual coldness that would repel people thousands of miles away. Very different.

All the pig brothers were stunned for a moment.

How can I even raise any objections?

Applauded again and again.

"This song, Crane Soaring into the Sky, will cheer you up."

It is worthy of being called "Wen Xian Qin".

As the sound of the piano sounded, Zhou Ping'an didn't want to speak anymore.

I only feel the clang of the piano, which washes away the flashy and confusing sounds of the past. Instead, it is like hearing the waves crashing on the shore, seeing the white clouds lingering, and a little ambition and pride in the emptiness.

For a moment, everyone felt that there was no need to think about the past, but to seize the present and look forward to the future, there was a lot to do in this life.

As soon as the music stopped, the atmosphere became more intense.

Zhou Ping'an secretly admired.

The person who can get the title of "Red Lotus Goddess" is indeed an outstanding talent. I don't know what the saint looks like and what methods she has.

He knew that after the song "Crane Climbing into the Sky", there would be the song "Sauve Acacia". This time, the young girl would no longer entertain others and herself, but would be serious about it.

She wanted to run [Wangqing Tianyin] and give it a try for Zhou Pingan.

The two are now in the honeymoon stage of working together happily.

Naturally, Qingnv would not be dissatisfied with Zhou Ping'an's small request.

At the moment, after saying a few auspicious words, another song was played.

This song comes.

At first, it was unremarkable. Everyone was wondering, why did the young girl's piano skills fall so far behind the standard?
The notes turned again, and Zhang Yuanhao became a little silent first. Suddenly, he felt boring, and the wine was a bit boring.

The other people were also thoughtful.

I think of someone in a certain year and month who has been forgotten and left an indelible trace in my heart.

Zhou Pingan's heart moved slightly.

The red lotus karma fire heart flame in my mind jumped suddenly.

Get rid of the melancholy deep in your heart...

His eyes casually passed over Li Yuankang, and his eyebrows jumped slightly.

(End of this chapter)