Da Song Private Investigator

Chapter 4 (Hongmei.

When Hongmei got on the stage, just a faint smile was enough to fascinate all living beings.

Hwarang and the others saw it most clearly, so when Hongmei held the pipa in her arms, Hwarang had an urge to exclaim.

Tonight's Hongmei is wearing a red dress, dotted with a lot of plum blossoms, and the faint wind lifted her skirt slightly, making her feel a kind of arrogance that she dare not look directly at.

But this is just Hwarang's feeling, because he understands, so he understands, while the men in the audience who just admire her beauty are just yelling and roaring, as if they feel that they know Hongmei, or have become her entrance It is an honor to be the guest of honor.

Looking at those people in the audience, Hwarang couldn't help but sigh, and he could only sigh.

Hongmei didn't say a word for a long time, and after holding the pipa in her arms, she played it directly. She played a song "Hongmei Aoxue". This kind of fanaticism is like the pride of the red plum, even if it is in the ice and snow, it still wants to be a fire.

That's all, Hongmei is still sitting on the stage, because she has to wait for those who wrote the lyrics for her to hand over the lyrics for a special person to recite. If the lyrics are good, she will compose the music on the spot and sing it out.

But at this time, the field was already boiling, and those talented scholars were all starting to write, some thought of it on the spot, and some had already prepared it, because what they were doing tonight was Hongmei.

Not long after, Hongmei had already collected more than a dozen poems, and the special personnel read them. Hongmei thought the good ones were kept, and the bad ones said a few polite words, and they also stayed. After all, although these scholars Not a rich person, but it is essential for their publicity.

After that, Hongmei sang a few words that she thought were good, and went down.

When the scene was sensational, Hwarang didn't have the heart to appreciate the beauty of Hongmei and the words written for her, because he was worried that the thief would suddenly attack while everyone was chaotic and lively, so he had to keep an eye on Qingliyuan all the time. of the entire site.

Fortunately, when Hongmei left, she didn't find out that anyone was trying to plot something wrong.

The old bustard of Qingliyuan continued to talk on the stage, but at this moment, Lin Xian'er, who was sitting under the stage, looked at Hua Lang, and she found that Hua Lang was not very interested in the girls on the stage and the poems of the scholar. , just kept looking around at the guests who came here, which made her feel a little strange.

It's even more strange to think of Hwarang's rejection of her last time.

After Hongmei, another woman took the stage. She was not very famous, so her reaction was mediocre. The reason why the bustard of Qingliyuan arranged this way was to calm down the guests who had just boiled over for a while. Take a break and focus on the top names behind, and of course they held such a grand event not for these unknown women, but for the top names of Qingliyuan. After all, the top names earned them more money than these women Much more!

And whenever such a not-so-famous woman comes on stage, Hwarang can relax a little bit. After all, the audience is not very lively at this time. I think the thief will not do anything at this time.

After that, Miss Bailan will be on the stage again. Miss Bailan is dressed in white. Tonight, she looks like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world. She walked slowly from the second floor to the stage, smiled at everyone, and said, "Little girl!" It's a shame!"

The voice was so elegant that people felt that their bones were going to be crisp after listening to it. After Bai Lan finished speaking, the audience immediately boiled up again, which was even more lively than when Hongmei came on stage just now.

Seeing this, Bai Lan wished everyone a blessing, and then untied the two colored ribbons from her waist. She held the two colored ribbons and danced on the stage, really not much different from a fairy.

Everyone in the audience yelled, thinking that Bailan is so beautiful, but they didn't care about what Bailan danced, and Hua Lang didn't understand what Bailan danced, but when he turned to look at Gongsun Ce, he found that Gongsun Ce Seeing this, Hua Lang asked in a low voice: "Mr. Gongsun is proficient in rhythm, and he also knows dance very well. I wonder what Miss Bailan is dancing?"

When Gongsun Ce saw Hua Lang coming to ask himself, he suddenly felt a little proud, so he said with a smile: "This is "Neon Clothes Dance"."

Hwarang seemed to have heard of the neon dress dance, but he didn't understand it very well, so he asked, "Neon dress dance?"

Gongsun Ce nodded: "This neon dress dance is a song that Tang Minghuang Li Longji heard while traveling in the Moon Palace. After he woke up, he composed the song, and then asked Yang Yuhuan to lead people to rehearse the neon dress dance. Tang Bai Juyi once wrote There is a song "Neon Clothes and Feather Clothes Song", in which it is said that thousands of songs and dances are innumerable, and "Neon Clothes Dance" is the favorite among them, Brother Hua is very fond of poetry, you should have heard this poem by Bai Juyi, right?"

Gongsun Ce asked such a question, but Hualang stopped him. He had never heard of Bai Juyi's "Song of Neon Clothes and Feather Clothes", but how should he answer Gongsun Ce's question now? If he said he had, But I clearly didn't see that it was a neon dress dance just now, but if I said I hadn't heard of it, wouldn't I be revealing my lies by making so many words before?

Just when Hwarang didn't know how to answer, Gongsun Ce had already cast his eyes on the stage. Presumably he liked this dance too much, or he thought that Hwarang must have heard of it, and his question just now was just unnecessary That's all.

But Gongsun Ce's idea resolved Hwarang's embarrassment, Hwarang was secretly thankful, and then went straight to watch the performance on the stage. Not long after, Bai Lan's dance was over, and the gifted scholars in the audience all said what they had done The poems were submitted, but the scholars who submitted them this time were from another group of people, or fans of Bai Lan, and they hadn't written lyrics for Hongmei just now.

And Bai Lan on the stage seemed to have expected it a long time ago. She smiled at everyone on the stage, which made the people in the audience even more encouraged. The thing is so strange, some women are so beautiful that people don't know what to do.

As for such women, every frown, smile, and frown are beautiful, and the beauty makes men feel that they are almost hopeless.

Everyone in the audience is so crazy, which shows how popular Bai Lan is, but at this time, Hwarang must always pay attention to everyone present, and when Hwarang's eyes touched Gongsun Ce, he seemed to find that there was something strange about Gongsun Ce , Hwarang followed Gongsun Ce's gaze, and then saw Bai Lan who was reading poems written by those scholars on the stage.