The sadistic beauty has taken a fancy to me [Transmigration Book]

On the east side of the main entrance of Red Square, there is a peach blossom tree in full bloom, with a strong fragrance and delicate beauty.The petals fell from the tree, and the ground was pink.

"Little Grandpa, we're only two steps away, don't rest." Ah Nian pulled Zhu Jiuci's sleeve as hard as he could, but the latter didn't move at all, so he finally gave up.

Poor Ah Nian understood a truth at a young age, you can never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep.

"Look, there are two magpies on the tree." Zhu Jiuci narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to block the glare of the sun.

Ah Nian raised his head, and there were two blue-tailed magpies standing on the branches, their feathers were shiny, and the blue color of their tails seemed to be dyed with ink, thicker than the sky, very bright.

"I've never seen Que'er standing on such a low branch." Ah Nian scratched her head.

"Let's go." Zhu Jiuci cheered up and walked into the main entrance of Red Square in one go.

In the orchestra pit, there were a few teenagers holding pipas here and there, and some individual guests sat in the guest seats.

Everyone seemed to be in a low mood, and the pipa sounded out one by one, as if dying and lingering.The individual guests sitting in the guest seats were also sluggish and depressed.

"There aren't many people today." Zhu Jiuci, who had been in the Red Square all year round, came to a conclusion. He was about to go to the wooden ladder when he was suddenly patted on the shoulder.

"Good boy, I knew that Beijing Zhongfeng Ya would not miss you."

Zhu Jiuci turned his head, Xiao Cen raised his hands and looked at him with a smile.

Zhu Jiuci knew that this guy had slipped out of the school field in the middle of training again when he saw his well-dressed suit.

Xiao Cen hugged Zhu Jiuci's shoulders and led him to the south. Zhu Jiuci watched the carved wooden ladder go away from him, and couldn't help struggling, "I want to go upstairs."

Xiao Cen raised his head and glanced at the well-organized room of the musicians on the second floor, and continued to turn Zhu Jiuci to the south, "You must not prostitute yourself in the daytime."

Zhu Jiuci: "?"

There is no place for prostitution in Lefang!

After passing the red silk and bypassing the flowing water corridor, Xiao Cen took Zhu Jiuci all the way from the Linglong Pavilion in the Red Square to the Liuli Pavilion.

The layout of Red Square is ingenious, looking down from a high altitude is a "eight" character.On the north side of the street is Linglong Pavilion, where Le Niang and musicians gather to perform on stage.In the deep inner courtyard of the Liuli Pavilion in the south, except for the lobby on the ground floor, the second floor to the attic on the top floor are all boxes for viewing ceremonies.

After passing the pillars of the Fusha porch, Jiang Chengzi and Xia Ziyou were waiting for them at the entrance of the Liuli Pavilion.

"Why did you bring Fatty Mo?"

Xia Ziyou held the scroll in his arms, and was out of tune with the splendid palace behind him, which was covered with soft red silk and silk.

Xiao Cen shrugged, expressing that it was none of his business.

"You can't run out of money?" Zhu Jiuci turned around and asked Xia Ziyou.

Fatty Mo shook his head.

Jiang Chengzi said: "It's been fine these few days. He was so fascinated by reading in the bookstore the other day, he smashed an antique bottle in the store, and lost all the small money these few days." Kai Guangzui pinched his fingers After doing the math, "Mr. Xia doesn't have to worry about the next ten days."

Fatty Mo nodded, very happy.

"Very good...very good."

Xiao Cen was about to wipe the sweat off Zhu Jiuci's forehead with his girdle-tied arms up, and the fresh summer sandy smell came over his face.

"Go, go." Zhu Jiuci pushed the person away.

Xiao Cen looked at the forehead of the person in front of him covered with fine sweat, and his face was puffy with heat, he couldn't help asking: "Didn't the Duke of the State want to pass the booklet to the Holy One, your business has not yet settled?"

"Forget it." Zhu Jiuci was sullen.

A Nian came out from the side to help explain: "Xiao Shizi, this is a sad thing for the young master."

Xiao Cen understood as soon as he heard it, and patted Zhu Jiuci on the shoulder with a smile, "I haven't written it yet. It's been so many years, and every year I want to write it, but I haven't finished it every year. Don't you come here as usual, and make persistent efforts next year. "

Zhu Jiuci glanced at him resentfully.

The Duke of the State really did write a note for the Holy One, on the day that Zhu Jiuci was carried back to the Duke's Mansion by the "kidnappers".But that evening, Zhu Jiuci went to Hongfang to deliver a carpet to Liang Zhaoge, and he provoked the Duke again.The Duke of the country immediately put the notebook back, and never handed it up again.

Zhu Jiuci thought to himself that the weather is getting hotter day by day, and when the heat comes, he really doesn't know how to run outside.

"Hey, don't mention sad things." Jiang Chengzi said, "Listening to the music is the most important thing."

Zhu Jiuci was at a loss, "What song?"

Xiao Cen conjured up a folding fan and opened it, "This Liuli Pavilion opens once a year, and the first ceremony is about to take place... Well, you know, you have to use your housekeeping skills in the main hall of this Liuli Pavilion, which is to inform the guests in advance."

Opened his mouth and smiled: "The Red Square is the number one music venue in the capital after all."

Fatty Mo quietly poked his head out and added: "One is hard to find, and it won't be exchanged for a thousand pieces of gold. Unless you are prominent, you are not allowed to enter."

"Can I get in?" Zhu Jiuci was puzzled.

"I can't get in." Xiao Cen shook his head, and suddenly resigned Zhu Jiu to the front, "Is it all right if the young master is here?"

The world was spinning, and Zhu Jiuci was carried into the Liuli Pavilion by a few of them.

"Let's clear the way, let's clear the way, the little grandpa is here!"

Zhu Jiuci could only feel that there was a colorful scene in front of his eyes, the sun dazzled through the glazed tiles on the roof of the pavilion, and silk and satin brushed his face like water, as if he had fallen into an unreal world.

"You!" The vision finally returned to the normal angle, and Zhu Jiuci immediately exploded.

Xiao Cen put the man in the soft chair and settled down, took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, cupped his hands and said, "Young Master's name is really unique in Beijing."

Zhu Jiuci had nothing to do with him, so he had to give the token to Anian, and asked him to take the food box to find Liang Zhaoge, and then go to the Yamen to wait and see what happened.

The few of them were arranged in the private seats on the third floor. The height was suitable and the viewing angle was excellent. The box was independent and was facing the main stage of the lobby. scene.

The Liuli Pavilion is extremely extravagant. I thought that the Linglong Pavilion had reached the pinnacle of luxury enjoyment, but I didn't expect the Liuli Pavilion to be even better. The dome is still an arched dome structure, but the tiles are all replaced by glazed tiles, and the sunlight shines through. Glazed tiles reflect down and gather in the center of the main stage of the lobby.

Expensive silks and satins are embellished, and thousands of glazed lamps hang from the cornices, occasionally jingling.

The private room where they live is divided into inner compartment and outer compartment.The servant and maid stood outside, lighting some incense, and the faint smoke softly smudged into the interior.

There are not many furniture in the interior, but the few pieces are extremely precious.Brocade silk and gold silk scarlet jade screen, white jade table with the entire surface, old wood sandalwood soft chair, soft silk inlaid jade footstool.

Liuqin sounded, and the pavilion fell silent.

Zhu Jiuci looked down, and saw a fair-faced young man about fifteen or sixteen years old sitting in the middle of the stage holding a piano and playing.The eyes are clear, untainted by the world.

The Liuqin is miraculous, small and clever, and its strings are like silver threads.It is slightly smaller than the pipa, but its timbre is exactly the same. If the technique is appropriate, its sound can resemble a galloping horse on the battlefield.

Xiaosheng under the stage looked weak, but the strength of the fingertips on his wrists was not inferior to others. His voice was like a horse, and it was like a waterfall rushing down. His timbre was like rushing water.

Jiang Chengzi turned his head with a smile, and respectfully said to Zhu Jiuci: "This year's luck is not bad, it seems that I can feast my ears."

Xiao Cen came back from taking a shower and changing clothes next door and interjected, "I still have good eyesight."

He was dressed in flamboyant water-blue silk and satin, with many necklaces and precious jade hanging around his waist, and he jingled when he walked.

The ostentatious peacock sat down next to Zhu Jiuci, who looked away in disgust.

"Don't be so heartless, little prince."

Zhu Jiuci handed him the teacup with a blank expression, "Drink more."

Under the stage, Yingyan changed from batch to batch, pipa, guzheng, Liuqin, Zhongruan, musical instruments singing and dancing, each with its own style.

Zhu Jiuci didn't intend to appreciate it at first, but on the way, little Anian ran back to the box and whispered to him that the Duke's wife had returned home, so Zhu Jiuci was relieved.

As the sun moved westward, the glass on the roof of the pavilion was dazzling, and a beam of light hit Zhu Jiuci's face, making it slightly hot.

Xiao Cen supported his head with one hand, and raised his wide cloud sleeve with the other to block the light.

The private room was saturated with laziness. Fatty Mo took out the book and looked at it slowly. The pages of the book were turned very slowly. Jiang Chengzi squinted his eyes to listen to the music with the compass in his arms, and followed the rhythm with his fingertips.

The windows were not closed tightly, and the fragrance of peach blossoms came in quickly, and the chirping of some birds and magpies could be heard.

Suddenly, the clear and bright Guqin sound swept across the lobby of Liuli Pavilion, followed the corridors to the roof of the pavilion layer by layer, and spread in all directions under the reflection of the glazed tiles.Gentle as a winter spring, wrapping the body little by little, the warmth erodes the bone marrow.

The palace strings sounded alone, the winter day receded suddenly, and the spring day suddenly appeared, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and the peach blossoms flooded the mouth and nose like a sea tide. Zhu Jiuci felt short of breath and woke up suddenly.

He looked down the stage, meeting Liang Zhaoge's averted gaze.

In the empty main hall, he was the only one.Playing the piano and leaning on the ground, the clothes and robes are stacked beside him.

Pluck the strings with your fingertips, press the strings with your left hand, the sound of the piano is melodious and melodious, directly pulling people into dreams.

Outside the window next to me, suddenly the wings of birds fluttered, and two or three magpies passed by the window, leaving behind a fleeting blue shadow.

Someone in the pavilion exclaimed, and people looked up, a magnificent flock of birds flew over the roof of the glazed pavilion, spreading their wings in unison, and the sound vibrated the house.

The noise of the streets and alleys suddenly broke into my ears. Children yelled in the street and ran into the alley with joy. The soles of their shoes collided with the stone surface, making a rattling sound. "Candied haws and two strings", "sharpening the knife", "new silk and satin"...

The voice of the capital immediately surrounded the guests.

The feather strings fall, and the sound fades away in just a moment, and there is no sound in the ears.

Guqin gradually echoed, Zhu Jiuci lowered his head, he sat on a stone, mossy green, raised his head towering trees covered the sun, occasionally there was light shining on his face through the leaves, suddenly heard the sound of water, wishing Jiu Ci looked sideways, and there was a small stream in front of him, and the stones at the bottom of the stream were clearly visible. He got up and walked up the stream, and there was a temple in the distance.

The bell of the ancient temple rings, and the soul returns to its place.The tea on the white jade table was cold, but he was still sitting on the upper seat of the Liuli Pavilion.

The sound of the piano disappeared, and the person under the stage stood up holding the piano, the beam of glazed tiles hit him, and the ink hair burned like silk.

He held the piano and looked up, leaning slightly in the direction of Zhu Jiuci.

Zhu Jiuci's eyes trembled, and he blurted out unconsciously: "This song should only exist in the sky, how many times can we hear it in the world."

He shouldn't be here, he shouldn't be stuck in Little Red Square.Liang Zhaoge's piano sound is characterized by a unique mood, elegant and delicate rhyme, and the skill is second.Although Lou Yaoyue's pipa is the best in the capital, but with superb piano skills, Lou Yaoyue has no heart if he really talks about piano skills.

"What's wrong with the little prince?" Xiao Cen tapped the edge of Zhu Jiuci's robe with a folding fan, "The fine silk and satin are all wrinkled."

Fatty Mo leaned over softly with puffed cheeks, "Young master, please repeat the poem just now, my brush is not ready."

Suddenly there was a rude applause from the next box, only a few thuds were heard, and broken silver and gold crackled down from the sky, scattered on the stage, and fell at Liang Zhaoge's feet.

"Beauty plays well! Grandpa rewards you!"

The Liuli Pavilion, which was originally listening to the music quietly, suddenly became noisy, and the elegant palace was instantly shattered.Since one person started, several boxes lifted the tulle and threw silver under the stage, applauding with the stench.

Pieces of silver fell from the sky, whoever had more gold and silver in the boxes downstairs and upstairs, and whoever drank louder than the room on the left or right.

"Get out, I threw the money first!"

"No one in Beijing dares to rob me!"

"Stop arguing, you guys can have as much money as I do!"

"It's just a happy servant, and it's too dirty to kneel at your feet."

Malicious bids, unwarranted abuse, and dirty words swept across the Liuli Pavilion like a tide, rising straight up to the roof of the pavilion.The holy sunlight refracted from the glazed tiles seemed to be the same as before.

"What are you doing!" Zhu Jiuci suddenly stood up.

Layers of boxes in the Liuli Pavilion lead ruthlessly to the high platform. The people standing on the high place are hidden behind the green gauze. They claim to be elegant people, royal family and nobles. They use money to decide the lives of others at will. Molested his beauty.

Liang Zhaoge's qin sound is by no means ordinary, if he hadn't been deeply involved in this place, why would his Tian Yin tolerate other people's beaks.It is hard to find a bosom friend, but Bole is the most miserable person, but he has to endure the high-ranking people arbitrarily ruining his piano sound, trampling his personality, and drowning each person in the humble soil with his saliva.

The stars in the sky fell into the world of mortals, throwing everything away.

Gold and silver debris were still falling from the sky, passing across the gauze of their box from time to time, the gauze shook violently, and there were endless crackling sounds from the hall.

Zhu Jiuci rushed forward and lifted the veil, and Liang Zhaoge stood under a foot, alone in the middle of the vast Liuli Pavilion, looking up at him under the turbulent rain of silk and gold and silver all over the sky.