Da Song Private Investigator

After sitting in the observation deck of Hongxianglou for about half an hour, performances began on various stages in Qingjie.

There are four stages and 23 brothels. On each stage, about five or six brothel girls can perform on stage. After their performances, scholars and scholars who admire them will write lyrics to cheer them up. , then take money to support the woman he likes.

Of course, many rich businessmen are not stupid. They can't spend a lot of money just for a woman. Many of them are for their own business and fame. If they pay more money tonight, then tomorrow the entire capital, those who like to chat People say their names the most.

With their reputation, their business will naturally attract customers like a cloud.

Hwarang stood on the second floor and looked down, and saw that there were already women performing on the four stages, and the whole Qingjie was full of applause and cheers, and after the performances of the four stages, people threw money one after another. To praise it, those scholars and scholars who had prepared for a long time also contributed their poems one after another.

After those scholars and scholars presented their poems, they chanted them on Qingjie Street one after another. If anyone did a good job, they would have to be highly praised.

So after the first round of performances, there are still a few good poems to watch, but in terms of amazing ones, there are still none.

Then, there is the second round of performances.

And in this round of performances, Lady Baihua will make an appearance.

Lady Baihua performed a dance, and her dance was swaying, like a fairy descending to earth, the whole Qingjie was shocked for a while, and there was a lot of shouting and drinking.

When Lady Baihua was performing, Hua Lang glanced at Yuanxiaolou, and saw that Miss Xiaoxiao was also performing a dance, but her dance was very agile because she danced a sword.

Xiaoxiao girl's movements are very smooth, and it is very pleasing to watch, and she has the momentum of the old lady Gongsun dancing sword.

And when Miss Xiaoxiao danced her sword, someone on the street was already singing the song "Sword Walk" written by Du Fu:

In the past, there was a beautiful lady named Gongsun, who danced the sword and moved the four directions

The viewers are as depressed as the mountains, and the sky and the earth are low for a long time

Huo Ruyi shoots the nine sunsets, is like a dragon flying like a group of emperors

Come like thunder, stop wrath, stop like Jiang Hai condenses clear light

Crimson lips and pearl sleeves are lonely, and at night some disciples pass on the fragrance

The beauty of Linying is in Baidi, she dances this song wonderfully

I have a question and answer with Yu, feel the time to caress the matter and increase the sorrow

There were 8000 maids of the first emperor, and Gongsun Jianqi was the first

In the past 50 years, the royal family has been stunned by the wind and dust

The children of the Liyuan are scattered like smoke, and the rest of the female singer reflects the cold sun

The wood in front of the golden millet pile has been arched, and the grass in the stone city of Qutang is bleak

Dai Yan is in a hurry to return to the end of the song, and the joy and sorrow will come and the moon will come out in the east

The old man doesn't know where he's going, he's full of calluses and barren hills, turning to worry about illness

When someone in the crowd sang "Swordsmanship", and there was a girl dancing sword on the stage, all the focus was on Miss Xiaoxiao for a while. Hua Lang looked at the scenes on Qingjie with a faint feeling in his heart. Laugh, I think this "Swordsmanship" is because Yuanxiaolou sent someone to prepare it a long time ago, so as to set off the show of Miss Xiaoxiao.

After this performance, there was an explosion on Qingjie. They were all discussing whether it was the dance of Lady Baihua or Miss Xiaoxiao who was better tonight, whether Lady Baihua would be the oiran again, or Miss Xiaoxiao would be the winner. Got the oiran.

While the crowd was clamoring, those famous scholars and scholars had already begun to offer their speeches. Hwarang looked at the audience, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

At the beginning, the poems of Miss Xiaoxiao and Lady Baihua were almost the same, there was really nothing comparable, and the people who paid for them were not much different, the two of them were in a tug-of-war.

Seeing that Mrs. Baihua has not been able to take the lead, the old bustard of Hongxianglou felt a little worried, so he hurried upstairs to urge Hualang to write a poem quickly in order to break the situation of no distinction between top and bottom. I was anxious, so I had no choice but to agree.

And just when Hwarang agreed to come down and prepare to write a song, there was a sudden burst of exclamation from Yuanxiaolou, and then, a poem blew across the entire Qingjie like the wind:

On the final journey, with books and swords, go eastward on horseback.Tragically separated from my arms, lamenting that young people are easy to separate but hard to get together.The beautiful woman is sympathetic, so she bears to divide the couple.When it is a beautiful scene, it can be regarded as an intimate and secluded joy, and it is a light burden.

At this moment, there are a lot of emotions.Sad face, heartbroken and speechless.With tears in my eyes, I looked back several times during the film.Who will complain about the heartbroken.But stare sadly.Evening mist and cold rain.where is looking at qin tower

As soon as the first "Magpie Bridge Immortal" came out, the popularity of Yuanxiao Tower immediately rose, and many merchants praised Miss Xiaoxiao.

And the bustard of Hongxianglou here is already a little impatient.

When Hualang first heard this poem, he knew it was written by Liu Yong, and when he saw Liu Yong's poem came out, he smiled knowingly, and then wrote a poem "Magpie Bridge Immortal" with a big stroke of his pen.

Seeing that Hualang had written a poem in one stroke, the old bustard of Hongxianglou immediately sent someone to take it down and pass it on for chanting. When the poem was spread in Qingjie, everyone present was almost shocked.

In the end, I could only hear a soft chant floating in the sky of Qingjie:

The slender cloud makes a coincidence, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver guy is dark.When the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win the world and countless people.

Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I endure the magpie bridge to return.If the two feelings last for a long time, how can they be there, day and night.

In the end, the whole Qingjie only heard that if the two feelings are long, how can they be there, day and night, so people's eyes all focused on Lady Baihua, and those children from rich families took out their money to support Baihua Ladies, in such a contest, the outcome will be decided.

Liu Yong's poem was indeed very good, but compared with Hwarang's prime minister, it was still a little worse, so in this competition, Lady Baihua won, much better than Miss Xiaoxiao.

After such a round, Lady Baihua went upstairs to thank Hua Lang, and then she went back to her room to rest.

But when Lady Baihua went back to her room to rest, her heart was beating non-stop, because she didn't expect that the poem written by Hwarang would be so beautiful, so amazing, and it still fit her heart so well.

She thought that the reason why Hwarang wrote such a poem must be because she expressed her thoughts that day. She had been waiting for the arrival of her lover, and Hwarang wrote this poem to comfort her. Human love can last forever, so what if we can't be together every day?

Thinking about it, Lady Baihua couldn't help but smiled, and then softly chanted the sentence that if the two loves last forever, how can they be there, day and night.

And just as Lady Baihua chanted these words lightly, there were sudden knocks on the door outside. The knocking sound was very strange, as if it was a call from hell.