This time, the curtain moved a few times, and the two people really came out. Seeing that they were dressed, their faces were undoubtedly like the girl. The two girls each held a roll of red carpet and laid the carpet in the middle of the bow of the pleasure boat. The flowers on the carpet seemed to be embroidered on it, but they were also extremely bright. The two women set up the carpet and started to set up the tea table again. The tea tables were lined up on the left and right sides. The porcelain pots, tea cups, charcoal stoves, and four treasures of the study were all slightly prepared. In the middle, a house with a large sedan chair was placed. The curtains were placed around the house, but the curtains were white, faintly visible, making people unable to see them.

"Damn, this brothel is not built, but looking at the formation, the arrangement feels extraordinary!" Xiao Yun murmured, and he was somewhat looking forward to it.

Three pleasure boats slowly approached the middle of the broken bridge. Everyone wanted to see the number one prostitute in Hangzhou. They pushed you and pushed you to the front of the broken bridge. Xiao Yun was just watching the fun, but he didn't care. He looked at the crowded people behind everyone, and couldn't help but feel a little funny.

"Why, everyone is rushing to see it, don't you go?" Fang Taiping walked over at this time and looked at him and said.

"I am drunk in the underworld, and my waist is slender and my palm is light. I have been dreaming of Yangzhou for ten years and won the reputation of being a brothel. Miss, do you think I am? "

Fang Taiping laughed and said, "It's weird if you don't?"

The two began to laugh and look at the lake. The whole broken bridge was the only young man in white, sitting upright on a stone table under a willow tree, and tea was cooking on the stone table and drinking tea alone. If you don’t see the lively events on the lake.

After a while of crowding, the broken bridge had already quieted down. At this moment, a girl walked out of Miss Su's pleasure boat. The girl looked very beautiful. After glanced at everyone, she bowed and bowed, and suddenly took out a small copper hammer from her arms. Before Xiao Yun could see clearly, she saw the woman pulling out a copper face from her arms. With her jade hand raised, the small hammer in her hand hit the copper face three times. The pleasant sound of copper rings blew up with the lake. The crowd on the broken bridge, which was already noisy, was immediately silent. Even the hawks in business stopped shouting in an instant. She looked at the pleasure boat on the lake.

"Damn it, I can't tell. This girl still has some influence. I don't know if the person who came out after being called out and still holding a pipa half-covered face is right for the audience!" Xiao Yun muttered in his heart, but he didn't dare to speak out, for fear that the bricks would be attracted by his birth.

After waiting for a while, the young master Ouyang shouted in the pleasure boats on both sides and the other: "Ms. Su is out...?"

Xiao Yun hurriedly looked around. The girl who had just heard the ringing ringing stopped beating, bowed and pulled slightly to a woman on the right. Two women in green shirts walked out of the curtain again, stood on both sides, and then looked into the curtain, and there was no movement for a long time.

Xiao Yun waited for a while and was already a little impatient. He said to the middle-aged man: "Brother, what's the origin of Miss Su? She's so big. I've been waiting for so many people for a long time. Why is she like a young wife in a sedan chair? She just hides her head and reveals her tail, but she just doesn't come out!"

The middle-aged man just got his help and avoided the tigress's beating.

I was very grateful to Xiao Yun. After hearing his inquiry, I hurriedly said, "If you want to say that Miss Su was also a poor person? The ancestors of the Su family were once an official in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. After they settled from Gusu, Jiangnan to Qiantang, they relied on their ancestral property and became a relatively wealthy businessman in the local area. Her parents only had her daughter, and they were very fond of her. Because she was petite, she was called the second young master. When Miss Su was fifteen, her parents passed away and her family fell into ruin. Miss Su, and eventually became a brothel girl. So she sold her property and moved to Xiling, the west of the city with her wet nurse Aunt Jia.

By the bridge, they live in small buildings in pine and cypress, and live a life of saving every day, enjoying the mountains and rivers. Because of her exquisite and beautiful and charming, there are always many romantic and elegant young men following her car. Without the control of her parents, Miss Su is also happy to interact with literati and scholars, and often make friends with poetry in her small building. Over time, Miss Su's reputation has been spread. In front of her door, cars always come and go, and luxurious young men and gentry from the Kejia gentry came. The secluded Xiling Bridge suddenly became lively."

The middle-aged man said here, sighed slightly, and looked at the pleasure boat on the lake with a little more sympathy.

"Miss Su originally wanted to make friends with poetry and make friends with a few confidants who love landscapes. She didn't want the visitors to be mostly embroidered pillows and rotten straws - pretty-dressed fools, most of whom were ridiculed by her. Qiantang City's wealthy Qian Wancai came to the door several times, and wanted to marry Miss Su as his concubine with a daughter, but was rejected by Miss Su.

Qian Wancai lost his face and said fiercely: "You are talented and beautiful, I have wealth. If you annoy me, you must be careful!"

Aunt Jia advised her: "You might as well find a wealthy family and have a lifelong support." Miss Su said: "When people know each other, it is important to be close to their hearts. What's more, what I love is the mountains and rivers of West Lake. If I enter a golden house, wouldn't I look at the sky from now on!"

Aunt Jia was worried that Miss Su's mother would spend all her savings and she would have no life in the future. Miss Su said: "I would rather make a living by singing girls, have a free body and a clean heart than be suffocated in the marquis's door."

Aunt Jia sighed, "Miss takes brothels as a pure land and can see through the worldly ways!" After a few years, Aunt Jia also died of illness. Miss Su did not say anything, playing the piano to make a living, and suddenly became a famous singer in Qiantang. Speaking of which, Miss Su is also a poor person?"

"Is he really a pitiful person?" After hearing Su Erxiao's pitiful life experience, Xiao Yun couldn't help but sigh, and he was even more looking forward to this Su Erxiao in his heart.

Everyone waited for a while, and a "reminder" sounded under the curtain, and it was crisp and pleasant, brushing through everyone's ears. The noisy sound on the broken bridge was heard, and no one spoke on the huge West Lake.

In the pleasure boat, on the broken bridge, and on the West Lake, everyone could hear the hearts moving. Without even reminiscing, Ouyang Ling on the left shouted: "It's Miss Su's piano sound, it's Miss Su's!"

With this scream, the tourists came to their senses from the crowd and suddenly burst into warm applause, and many cheers were mixed in. The situation really surprised Xiao Yun.

"Damn, this second-year-old Su is really popular! This situation is not much better than Li Yuchun in the 21st century, and it is impossible not to accept it?"

Just as Xiao Yun sighed, Li Moqing on the left also screamed: "It's out, come out, Miss Su is coming out, I'm going out!"

The noise suddenly came to an abrupt end after a riot. Everyone held their breath and looked at the pleasure boat on the lake. No one spoke, and even the breathing sound could not be heard, as if the noise just now did not exist at all.

Xiao Yun was sweating a lot and had to stretch his neck and look over.

The pleasure boat on the lake did not move for a long time, and the lake was quiet. After waiting for a while, Xiao Yun finally saw that under the curtain that was opened, a table and chair moved out of the inside. The chair was not big, only enough for one person to sit down. Four bead curtains around the chair fell from the sky, blocking the contents inside.

"Yes! Miss Su!"

I don’t know who called out first, and everyone in the crowd rushed to the table and chairs. Under the dim sunset, I saw a wonderful figure sitting in the drooping bead curtain, looming, but not real!

But people who have long been crazy can't control these. People who scream, shout, applaud, and cry, on the huge broken bridge, seemed to have become hell on earth from this moment, and everyone almost got crazy.

In the chair of the pleasure boat, Su Erxiao sat facing everyone, but said nothing. Only a crisp and soft voice could be heard from the noisy crowd, and the sound was clear and elegant. Although it was just a gentle wave, it was slowly sent up from the lake as if it was a sound of nature falling from the sky.

The crowd suddenly became quiet, and everyone listened carefully to the soft voice.

After a few soft "clangs", the waves blowing from the lake surface slowly came, and soon returned to calm, like a mountain spring, gurgling down from the mountains. When I heard it, I couldn't help but reminded Ma Zhiyuan's song "The Heavenly Purple Sands, Autumn Thoughts".

Withered vines, old trees, crows, small bridges, flowing water, and thin horses in the ancient road. The sun sets, and heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

The sound of the piano gurgled for a while, and suddenly became low again, sometimes slow and sometimes fast, like a butterfly flying on the string, listening carefully. Although the sound of the piano was low, the rhythm was like a dancing butterfly, stirring in everyone's ears, like an intimate woman lying in her ears, making people unconsciously intoxicated.

There were two soft clangs, and everyone was shocked. Before they woke up, they could hear a sound of nature singing in their ears:

Red and crisp hands, yellow vine wine, spring-colored palace walls and willows all over the city.

The east wind is evil, the joy is weak, the sorrow is sad, and the separation is for several years.

Wrong! Wrong! Wrong! Wrong!

Spring is as old as before, people are thin in the sky, and tears are red and sharks are shining through.

Peach blossoms fall, and the idle pond is pavilion. Although the alliance is still there, it is difficult to entrust the letter.

No! No! No! No!

As the tone changed, Su Erxiao continued to sing in a whimpering tone:

The world is weak, but human feelings are evil. The rain sends the dusk and flowers are easy to fall.

The morning breeze is dry, and the tears are broken. I want to write down my thoughts, and I just talk to the slanting sill.

Difficult, difficult, difficult.

People become different, but today is not yesterday. The sick soul is often like a swing cable.

The sound of the horns is cold, and the night is late. I am afraid of people asking questions, so I swallow my tears and pretend to be happy.

Hidden, hide, hide.

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Chapter completed!