Turn Han into God [Quick Transmigration]

Qiuniang, the old bustard of Nanfeng Pavilion, put a lot of effort into Wangchen's appearance, and released the news half a month in advance, which whetted the appetites of those who were good at this way, and they were all curious about the beauty in the world that Qiuniang said.

Therefore, before the time came, all the people who were supposed to come had already arrived, sitting together in twos and threes talking about romance, of course the most talked about was tonight's theme, Wang Chen.

A son thought he was flirtatious and shook his fan, "I heard that Mr. Wangchen has the appearance of sinking fish and wild geese, and the posture of secluded orchids and green bamboos."

His companion heard the words, "Last time, Qiuniang also said that Mr. Wuyou looks like a fairy, but in the end, he is only considered to be above average. I see you, don't have too much hope."

"Hey, that's not what you said," Brother Young Master shook his head repeatedly, disapproving, "My intuition tells me that this time is different from the last time. Isn't the Zuo Xiang's good guy here too?"

"When did he not come?!"

Brother Gongzi didn't tangle with him, "We'll know when we see."

The Nanfeng Pavilion occupies a large area and is divided into a front yard and a back yard. The back yard is where Mr. Geli's servants live, and the front yard is used for various activities at night.The front yard is about three stories high, with a connection in the middle, and the upper floor is used as a private room.

It was getting late at this time, and the front yard of Nanfeng Pavilion was brightly lit, with exquisite and beautiful lanterns hanging high.The translucent red veil hangs down from the air, swaying in the breeze, creating an ambiguous feeling of wanting to speak.

Mo Xun was dressed in black clothes with golden patterns embroidered on the cuffs. He leaned casually on the chair, his legs overlapping on the low table were slender and strong.Looking down from his line of sight, a vague figure disappeared between the layers of red gauze, I saw him shaking the wine glass in his hand, with an unruly smile on the corner of his mouth, he raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp do.

He has sculpted eyebrows and high nose, deep facial features, and his Adam's apple rolling when he swallows is so sexy that the servant girl Yu'er who is serving her blushes in embarrassment.This man has an extraordinary aura, one can tell that he is either rich or noble at a glance, if he can take him back to the mansion, it will be better than suffering in this place that the world despises.

How can a man have a daughter who is as gentle as water.

Yu'er thought she was quite pretty, so she stretched out her green fingers, and shyly picked up the jug, intending to pour wine for Mo Xun.

Ling Xi, who just came in from outside the door, stopped her movements, frowned and took the jug, Ling Xi said, "Go out, you don't need to serve here."

Yu'er looked at the face of the young man in black and saw that his eyes were always on the downstairs, showing no sign of dissatisfaction, no matter how unwilling she was, she had to grit her teeth and leave.

Ling Xi was the son of Ling Yuan, a third-rank general in the dynasty, with outstanding martial arts aptitude. He had followed Mo Xun as his companion since he was a child, and gained Mo Xun's trust.He is tall and straight, and looks like Yushu Lingfeng, but because he often has a cold and handsome face, it makes people feel unreasonable.

He first filled the wine glass in Mo Xun's hand, and then half-kneeled on the ground to salute, "My lord."

Mo Xun hummed casually, and asked with great interest, "What do you think of this Nanfeng Pavilion?"

Ling Xi: "Since Nanfeng Pavilion can attract princes to condescend to come here, it must have its merits."

Mo Xun: "Oh, I forgot that you are usually a flatterer. Get up."

Ling Xi got up and stood one step behind the prince, her tone was very excited, but her face was expressionless, "Every sentence is true."

Mo Xun waved his hand over this topic that had been staged countless times, "What happened to what I asked you to investigate."

Ling Xi: "My subordinates found out that after the news reached Bailu Academy, Mr. Zheng Dang disappeared from Bailu Academy overnight. No one knows where he went. Mr. Zheng Dang studied at Bailu Academy all year round. See you in the capital. There are very few people who have passed him, and some people say that they have seen a person with a similar appearance outside the city gate, and then disappeared like a trace."

"My subordinates guess that Mr. Zheng Dang must have fallen into the hands of traitors."

"As for Mr. Zheng Yu, he disappeared when he went to study at Bailu Academy."

Mo Xun looked at the wine in the glass. A fine grain of sand sank to the bottom of the glass. If you don't observe it carefully, you will ignore it. He put the glass aside, "Continue to investigate." As long as it exists, you can always find clues.He is very clear about Zheng Taifu's character, and it is absolutely impossible for him to do something that is collaborating with the enemy and treason, and the father is also confused.

"Yes." Ling Xi clasped his fists, and said hesitantly, "My lord, the army will only enter the city tomorrow. If the emperor knows that his lord entered the city ahead of schedule and came to this place of smoke and willows, will he blame him?"

Mo Xun laughed loudly when he heard the words, "Brother Huang knows me better than you. How can I miss such a lively day tonight!"

At this time, the faint sound of silk and bamboo sounded, and the long-awaited appreciation of beauty was finally about to begin.

The noisy voice quieted down, and everyone held their breaths, waiting for the beauty to appear.

But when the old bustard came, Qiuniang came onto the stage with a show of her head.

Qiuniang is a woman, now in her thirties, and was also a smash hit when she was young.Later, when I got older, for some reason, I opened this unheard of Nanfeng Pavilion, which only accepts male sex performances with good looks, and it is not compulsory to pick up customers.

Everyone in this business laughed at her for not knowing what to say, and there must be no guests in Nanfeng Pavilion.Unexpectedly, after the first month of desertion, the Nanfeng Pavilion would become prosperous!

Qiuniang's facial features are gorgeous, but with heavy makeup, she looks a bit vulgar. Seeing the dissatisfied expressions of everyone in the audience, she nodded secretly in her heart. It seems that everyone is looking forward to Wangchen's appearance.In order not to arouse the disgust of the guests, Qiuniang only said a few words on the occasion and then stepped back from the stage contentedly, not forgetting to cast a knowing look at Zheng Dang.

Zheng Dang: Sorry, the curtain is too thick so he can't see anything.

Zheng Dang moved his butt uncomfortably. After sitting for too long, his legs were almost numb.At this time, he was still wearing a plain white dress, his waist-length hair was tied behind his head, his head was slightly lowered, and a strand of dark hair at the temples was mischievously hanging on the side of his face.

He wore a pure white mask covering the upper half of his face, and his beautifully shaped and light-colored lips were slightly pursed, making him look very cold and distant.

The melodious silk and bamboo sound fell slowly, and then two well-trained maidservants stepped forward and lifted the tulle in front of Zheng Dang's body layer by layer to the sides, leaving only the last layer.

Zheng Dang's figure was almost completely exposed in front of everyone.

There was a sound of breathing from under the stands.Although they couldn't see Zheng Dang's face clearly, the temperament that was completely out of place in this market place was enough to drive them crazy.Such a person should be a noble hermit living in a deep valley, not here for men to lust and profane.

However, it was this kind of cognition that made them all turn red and breathe heavily.

Zheng Dang gently covered the strings with both hands, pressed the strings with one hand, and plucked them casually with the other, making fragmentary piano sounds.It's not like a performance, it's more like a very boring play, everyone in the audience is puzzled, what's going on?

"Where is Mo Xun?"

System: [The private room on the second floor directly in front of the host! 】Sure enough, the host is interested in the host, and there is hope for the beast in the future!

Zheng Dang glanced in the direction the system said, and the corners of his lips curled up imperceptibly, and it disappeared in an instant.Then he lowered his eyes, flicked between his fingers, and a song that no one had heard before poured out.

At the beginning, the sound of the piano is melodious and bright, like the singing of a yellow oriole, which reminds people of the gurgling stream in the mountains and animals looking for food. After everyone is immersed in the brilliance created by this, the sound of the piano turns sharply and becomes deep and hoarse, crying blood. Desperately sad.

After the song, when many people were still unable to recover from the heart-wrenching pain, Zheng Dang didn't wait for everyone's reaction, got up silently, hugged the piano and left.

The system excitedly said, 【The host is amazing! 】When I was practicing before, there was no emotion in the sound of the piano. It has only been a long time, and the host has improved so much!It is indeed its host!

Zheng Dang didn't speak, and was emotionally involved. The sound of the piano just now also affected him.The only emotion he can express is the little things about getting along with Fengming Lu Chenyuan, from acquaintance to farewell.

Ignoring Qiuniang's constant winks, Zheng Dang walked to the backyard with a clear purpose. He is depressed now and needs to eat something to calm down, so he has no time to deal with those men who want to be pretty and have no figure!

If the system knew what its great host was thinking at the moment, it would probably be very speechless. So it turns out that the host is only interested in such a superficial thing? !

In the private room on the second floor, Mo Xun propped his head with one hand in a daze.The moment the sound of the piano fell, his heart ached as if he had seen his beloved die like a story in the piano.He laughed softly, indeed his piano skills are outstanding, it is worthwhile for him to come to Nanfeng Pavilion.

Pulling back his legs and standing up straight, Mo Xun brushed off the non-existent dust on his body, and seeing Ling Xi who was silent behind him, he suddenly asked, "What do you think of this Mr. Wangchen's piano skills?"

Ling Xi hardly thought about it, "It must be lively and interesting to win the prince's smile."

Mo Xun: ...It really is playing the piano to a cow. "Go and find out his background." Seeing Ling Xi retreating under the command, Mo Xun left the private room with long legs in a good mood, and his goal was the direction where Wangchen disappeared just now.

At this time, everyone downstairs also reacted, only to realize that the beauty on the stage had disappeared at some point, and they all asked Qiu Niang to let Wang Chen play another song, and some clamored to see if Wang Chen's true face was Ru Qiu. As beautiful as the mother said, money and banknotes rained down on the stage.

Qiuniang was so happy that she couldn't see her teeth, she was really hurt and happy, she hurriedly called the maid to invite Wangchen over, even if she didn't speak, she could just sit there.

Zheng Dang didn't know the scene on the stage, even if he knew, he would only feel that it had nothing to do with him. He walked quietly holding the piano, the noise gradually disappeared behind him, and the wind blew his clothes and long hair , floating like a fairy.

There is a corridor between the front yard and the back yard. Zheng Dang stepped over a few steps, and as soon as his feet stepped into the range of the corridor, he looked up and saw the back of a tall and straight man under the lantern.Broad shoulders and narrow waist, imposing manner.

Zheng Dang looked away, avoided the man and walked to the other side of the corridor.

Mo Xun raised his eyebrows slightly, and a look of interest flashed in his eyes, "Stop."