The red-clothed dancing girl in the patio is like a flying goddess, and a song "Pipa Song Outside the Saiwai" makes all the guests yearn for the yellow sand in the sky, and the camel caravan passes through the beautiful shadow between the sand dunes.After the dance, the red-clothed dancer came off the stage with her beloved pipa in her arms, and the enchanting posture of the willow made everyone obsessed.She swung her slender waist and walked towards the guest who had thrown a big burden and rewarded the silver.Still hugging the pipa and half-covering his face, the golden bottle of wine toasts the bosom friend.The male guest could not suppress his joy and looked up, reached out and snatched the pipa in the arms of the dancing girl when he was interested, and skillfully played a song "Ambush on All Sides", the stirring piano music led the guests as if they were in the battlefield, a hearty battle is the collision of sharp weapons and flesh and blood, and it is only the tragic pride of the battlefield to die for the country, why should the horse leather shroud be returned.The eyes of the knights walking the rivers and lakes are moist, the big businessmen who have spent their lives for power and wealth are red with tears, and the singers and dancers with red faces have tears in their eyes.A murderous song actually caused everyone to feel the fragility hidden in their hearts.The last string sound dissipated, and the man breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the little girl on the wooden railing on the second floor."
Wu Siye is good at the piano!"
Li Haitang applauded, and the entire flower building also applauded."
Thank you."
The man thanked him, returned the pipa to the red-clothed dancer, and continued to push the cup and change the cup with the friend next to him, as if he had never seen the little girl lying on the wooden fence on the second floor.Li Haitang felt bored, walked to the table and poured himself a cup of tea, and said sullenly: "No one is a fool, how can you deceive?"
”"Wu Siye told us with pipa music that there was a crisis at this time, and it seems that the wordless son is going to take back his small brand and keep him out permanently."
Zhuge Yi exposed Wu Siye's intention to play the song, and forced the wordless prince and the Yan patriarch to speak first.Patriarch Yan was angry about Begonias coming here and was reluctant to talk to them.Then he got up and walked to the wooden fence, and told the attendant to give the order to stage the drunken flowers.Li Haitang came to Patriarch Yan with two glasses of wine, and handed one to him, "Drink." ”"Why are you here?""
To see Brother Huan's confidante.""
That's all?""
Patriarch Yan thinks I'm here to see the wordless son?
I don't like his feminine man. ”A glass of Li Haitang's glass of liquor was so spicy that his little face wrinkled, and two clouds immediately appeared on his fair and pink face.Patriarch Yan stared at the delicate little girl with a cold gaze, snatched the glass of liquor in her hand and threw it up, it was indeed extremely spicy.He played with his glass and said, "This wine is one of the favorite spirits of the Wordless Boy, and if you want to win him over, you'd better do it." ”"Does he like Patriarch Yan?"
Li Haitang covered her red face, blinked her black apricot eyes half-drunk and half-conscious, and carefully examined the eyebrows, eyes, nose and mouth of the Yan patriarch."
What nonsense are you talking about!"
Patriarch Yan gritted his teeth and roared.The old face was red from anger or embarrassment, and his round eyes were instantly covered with bloodshots.Li Haitang laughed, as if he was drunk and like the truth, pointed at Patriarch Yan and said, "I know, I know that Patriarch Yan likes him." ”"Shut up!
Shut up!
”Patriarch Yan was furious and covered her mouth and nose with one hand.If he could, he really wanted to kill her."
Hmm!
Hmm——!
”Li Haitang struggled to break free, and the singing and dancing music below Patriarch Yan Qingxing sounded, covering her struggling humming.On the dance field on the courtyard on the first floor, a group of delicate dancing girls danced, and the singers outside the venue sang while playing, and all the guests were silent and enjoyed the latest song and dance song "Drunken Flower Shade" in the Flower Building.The mist is thick and the clouds are sad for eternity, and the brain is golden.The festive season is chongyang, the jade pillow yarn kitchen, the middle of the night is cool and the beginning is penetrating.After dusk, there is a dark fragrance on the sleeves.Mo Dao is not ecstatic, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.......
"Mo Dao is not ecstatic, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers." ”Zhuge Yi suddenly appeared behind Patriarch Yan, and his big slender and cold hand had already grabbed Patriarch Yan's wrist and forced him to lose his strength.With the other hand, he grabbed Haitang's little arm and took her into his arms, and said with a light smile: "Such a beautiful song and dance, Patriarch Yan has no intention of appreciating it, it really disappoints the painstaking efforts of the wordless son." ”"What nonsense are you talking about."
Patriarch Yan's heart tingled.This song was personally arranged by him for several sleepless days, thinking that he could be the first to appreciate its beauty with the wordless child.Who knew that he used to entertain Zhuge Yi, how could he be willing.Hearing this, the wordless boy walked over, glanced at Patriarch Yan coldly with peach blossom eyes, and said to the little girl in Zhuge Yi's arms who was trying to balance her breath: "You shouldn't anger Patriarch Yan."
Even if you are a noble daughter, as long as he proposes to remove you, you will die. ”"Ahem, is it really easy to deceive me if I am a child?"
Li Haitang beat her chest with her fist, and looked at the handsome young man who was as handsome as a fairy, and she was even more disgusted than the ugly gangsters.Zhuge Yi felt that the little girl in his arms was trembling, and immediately said to the two, "Let's leave first." ”"Zhuge , what I just told you ......"
"I'll think about it."
Zhuge Yi was silent, and the dragon's eyes appeared cold.He hates being threatened the most, especially a bastard like Wordless Son.I really don't understand how the owner of the flower room in Qingzhou would accept such a cunning and shameless person as a big shopkeeper."
Master, let's go.""
Okay."
Zhuge Yi picked up Li Haitang and did not go down the stairs, but went back to the elegant room and jumped out of the window directly.As for how Wu Siye, who used pipa music to remind them to be vigilant, it depends on his luck.Chasing to the window, looking at the back of the young man who disappeared into the overlapping roofs, Patriarch Yan asked angrily, "Just let them go so easily?"
”The wordless boy sat back at the table and asked disdainfully, "What else?"
Imprison them and force out the conspiracy you want to know?
”"We have been planning for so long, and we finally tricked Yan Eryu back.Now he has not been able to get rid of him, but he has been forced into a corner step by step.I'm not reconciled!
Really unwilling!
”Patriarch Yan smashed his fist on the windowsill, and the back of his hand was scratched by broken sawdust, and it was drenched in blood.The wordless son drank the liquor alone, and said indifferently: "Who is Zhuge who is the great shopkeeper of Ling Eighteen, and the best friend of Qin Wuye."
If you could have controlled him when he came to defect five years ago, why worry about him today. ”"He knows how to hide too much.In the past five years, we didn't know that he was the big shopkeeper of Ling Ye, let alone that he was good friends with Qin Wuye, and knew many people in the rivers and lakes. ”Patriarch Yan was worried, and the wound on the back of his hand was not painful.He sat down and lowered his head, as if thinking about how to get rid of Zhuge Yi.The wordless boy put down his wine glass and sighed, "Alas!
Don't think about it, he's no longer the cowardly beggar he used to be, you can't get rid of him. ”Summoned the servant to take the medicine and cotton yarn to treat the wounds, and persuaded while treating the injuries of the Yan patriarch: "It is rumored that Zhuge was poisoned by the unique poison of the great apprentice of the poison saint in order to save Ling Eighteen.Ling's eighteen visits to the divine doctor failed to detoxify him, and even the poison saint could not do anything. ”"I knew he was poisoned, but his life was too hard to die."
Patriarch Yan said fiercely, thinking that he had the Yan clan's unique secret medicine in his hand, and he didn't know if he could ......, "Hehe, if you want to die, just say it, I will fulfill you." ”The wordless boy sneered sarcastically and got up to leave the private room., He finally knew what it was like for his master to often chant the sentence "Words are not speculative for more than half a sentence".Dealing with Patriarch Yan was simply playing the piano to a cow, wasting his precious time.Looking back at the private room, the wordless boy walked straight to the private room opposite, where there was a person who had been waiting for a long time.() Glory to the end