Zhou Xian followed Pan Mei with his pipa in his arms and walked towards the east room where Zhu Xiu lived.

She saw four women in dresses floating and holding various musical instruments walking out of Zhu Xiu's room.

The four women were all red-card singers from the major quyuans of Wazi, Wangfu Street. Two of them were graceful figures and were rare beauties.

Pan Mei spent a lot of money to invite them to come and sing the song, but unexpectedly, after just a few sings, she was sent away by Zhu Xiu.

Logically speaking, they are all the top singers in Quyuan, often in wealthy families, and are also famous in Wangfu Street, where all kinds of bells and go to Wangfu Street, where they are gathered together, and are highly sought after. Few people will dislike the songs they sing.

Good sound.

This time, they were invited to Hongfulou and were driven away by the guests before they finished singing a song. They should be extremely annoyed, why were they smiling and chattering about something when they went out?

Curious, Zhou Xian couldn't help but speed up and walk forward and eavesdrop on several tricks.

"Oh~ That Mr. Chu is so handsome, he speaks interestingly, and it's really interesting!"

"When I saw Mr. Chu, I realized what it means to be handsome and elegant!"

"I wore a white shirt and a folding fan. I whispered warmly when I spoke, and my smile was as bright as the galaxy... Alas~ This is the gentle young master like Yujia!"

"Hey~ You were interrupted by Mr. Chu when you were singing the song just now, and you looked embarrassed and angry. Why are you now like a slutty, thinking about other people's good things everywhere?"

"Are you stupid? Mr. Chu gave half of Queuqian to Mrs. Liu! If I could get Mr. Chu's words, even if he scolded him ten thousand times, I would be willing to do so!"

"Why is that half of the Quail Sky singing?"

"Cough cough~ Caixiu held the jade bell with great diligence. He was drunk when he was fighting. He danced low on the willow building's heart moon, and sang the peach blossoms under the fan... Ah! It's so beautiful! Mr. Chu really understands the thoughts of our daughter's family.

!”

"Young and golden-looking, you can recite poems with great skills. Mr. Chu is simply my dream lover! Why have you never heard of a banished immortal like Mr. Chu in Jiangning City before?"

The four Quyuanzi chattered excitedly, praising Mr. Chu who they saw to the sky.

Zhou Xian's pretty face changed when he heard this, biting his thin lips and was secretly annoyed.

Damn evil man, who is so gentle and polite to a group of singers, why do he make things difficult for her and speaks frivolously?

Zhou Xian simply doubted whether the Chu Xun they met was the evil person he knew?

Pan Mei glanced at Zhou Xian, smiled, walked forward quickly, and black-haired big hands clasped the soft waist of a beautiful lady, and smiled lustfully, "A few ladies, are you willing to do it alone.

Someone sings a song?"

The wizard who was held by Pan Mei's waist pushed him away angrily and gave him a delicate look: "If this official wants to listen to the song, he will have to pay another twenty guan!"

Another stinger laughed and said, "Don't get me wrong. We sisters only sell arts, but not ours!"

When Pan Mei was disgusted when she heard this, she glared at her eyes and cursed: "Go away quickly! The uncle just wants to see your bodies, not listen to your songs!"

"Haha, this big bearded blushing man is so rude!"

"How could there be such a follower around Mr. Chu?"

"Oh~ I feel sorry for Mr. Chu!"

Several beautiful ladies went downstairs with laughter.

Pan Mei stepped into the room and shouted, "Young Master, they said they only sell their skills, not their bodies! You have been paying so much money for you, and you have lost a lot!"

Zhu Xiu picked up the teacup and tasted it, and smiled and said, "There is no difference between a prostitute, but the grades are different and the target customers are different. Most of the geniuses in the Quyuan are from the church house, and they usually serve maids and servants.

, sing a song and earn more than a dozen coins easily, without worrying about food and drink, so naturally I will not sell myself easily.

If you want to greed for their bodies, you either think that they can't afford to offend the rich and powerful man, or you pretend to be more gentle, play the piano and play music, recite poems and write pairs, and win the favor of the beauty. Naturally, the Pengmen will be opened for you now

'!”

Pan Mei glared and said, "My old Pan Kess is not here! I can only choose the first way, be an old man, and ask these little beauties to play the flute and sing songs for us!"

The two looked at each other and made a wretched and weird laugh.

Zhou Xian, who followed Pan Mei into the door, obviously did not understand the meaning of the two guys' slander, and said indignantly: "Du Gongbu's poem is actually used by you to describe the playboys who are seeking joy. It's really a big deal.

an insult!”

Pan Mei-squeezed her eyes at Zhu Xiu, bowed her back, and closed the door.

Zhou Xian stood at the door with a pipa in his arms, far away from Zhu Xiu, staring at him angrily, and occasionally glanced at the door, as if he was ready to snatch the door and escape at any time.

Zhu Xiu reached out to signal her to sit down at the table opposite him. Zhou Xian snorted lightly and ignored it.

Zhu Xiu didn't force himself, and shook the folding fan and said, "Can Ehuang hear the song they sang just now?"

Zhou Xian was angry with his bright eyes and protested against Zhu Xiu's words that he called her, but unfortunately he had been ignoring him.

"I'm not deaf, of course I heard it." Zhou Xian replied angrily.

"Haha, how do Ehuang thinks that song is written?" Zhu Xiu asked for you.

Zhou Xian mocked: "The lyrics are well written, and the song is well-written. The lyrics of that song are not commensurate, like a few short sentences spliced ​​together."

"Ehuang is indeed a master of music, hitting the mark!" Zhu Xiu tugged his hands, not stinging with his praise.

"Hmph!~"

Zhou Xian hummed proudly.

Zhu Xiu said seriously: "Why would you like to ask Ehuang to re-compose this song?"

Zhou Xian frowned and said, "Who wrote this song? Why did you compose the song?"

Zhu Xiu coughed lightly, shook the folding fan and said leisurely: "The lyricist is here!"

Zhou Xian was stunned for a moment and burst into laughter: "You? A joke! Don't think that you understand poetry after two years of reading! Isn't that half of the Quail Sky written by you?

Zhu Xiu nodded naturally: "Not bad!"

Zhou Xian smiled so hard that his branches were trembling. He sat aside with his pipa invisibly holding it, bent his waist with a smile.

Zhu Xiu's face was calm and she let her laugh at her freely.

"I don't know where I bought the poems, and I dare to say shamelessly as the author!"

Zhou Xian's tone was extremely sarcastic, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances he suffered these days.

"You should have backbone in life, and you should not take things that do not belong to you for your own sake for some vain!

I have seen many naughty children like you who spend a lot of money to buy poetry in Jiangning City! It is just a little bit of flirting with reputation, and it will not be in vain for the image of a scholar.

In fact, people like you are all embroidered pillows and have no real talent at all!

What I, Zhou Xian, despises most is people like you!"

Zhou Xiansu's chest was undulating, holding a pipa, her thin lips and small mouth quickly opened and closed, and she spit out a series of ridicule, all kinds of sarcasm, mocking, and ridicule, and fell on Zhu Xiu's head without hesitation.

Even she admired herself and had the courage to scold this evil man.

But after scolding, she saw Zhu Xiu's expressionless face, and she became nervous again, fearing that Zhu Xiu would make excuses to bully her.

"Have you finished speaking?" Zhu Xiudandan said.

Zhou Xian was anxious, but on the surface he looked stern and unafraid, and hummed and continued to show his tough attitude.

"Can Ehuang re-compile the song for this song?" Zhu Xiu continued the topic just now, and did not seem to be planning to pursue the little lady's sarcastic remarks just now.

Zhou Xian was a little annoyed by Zhu Xiu's cold attitude: "Can you read the other half of the Quail Sky?"

Zhu Xiu thought about it, cleared his throat and read it casually: "Since I parted, I remember meeting each other. I dreamed of you several times. I left my silver flakes tonight, but I still feared that meeting was in a dream."

Zhou Xian was stunned, and Zhu Xiu's clear voice echoed in his ears.

She quickly looked up the poems she had read in her mind and found that it was the first time she had heard this poem.

Zhou Xian asked himself that he had read a lot of poems and books. If he had seen them before, he could leave an impression even if he could not memorize them.

But this poem "Quail Sky" was indeed the first time she heard it.

"What is the full name of this poem?" Zhou Xian couldn't help but murmur.

Zhu Xiu smiled and said, "Quail Sky·Caixiu holds the jade bell with great sincerity!"

Zhou Xian murmured and repeated, biting his lip, and staring at him with bright eyes.

Impossible, such a touching and beautiful new word cannot be written by the great evil man!

Zhou Xian suddenly said angrily: "The person who sells this new poem to you is the real scum among scholars! He has such talent but is used to exchange money, and it is really a waste of resources!"

Zhu Xiu murmured in his heart: "Xiao Yan is sorry, it has caused you to be scolded before you are born!"

Seeing that Zhu Xiu didn't speak, Zhou Xian sneered: "Since there is a second half, why didn't you read it together just now and give it to the guizheng player?"

Zhu Xiu smiled and said, "I just thought of half of the verse, but the second half of the verse was only thought of when I saw Ehuang and was inspired.

Ehuang, although we only met for the first time, in fact, in the dream, you and I have already met each other privately for countless times, so I raised the silver lamp to shine the beautiful woman, just afraid that we would meet in the dream...

”

Zhu Xiu threw ambiguous eyes at her.

Zhou Xian's face swept up to the red clouds, and was extremely embarrassed and stomped his feet in anger: "You are not allowed to talk nonsense! Who, who meets you in a dream?"

Zhou Xian's eyes were filled with wet water. If such frivolous words were spread, her reputation would be ruined, and others would definitely misunderstand their relationship.
To be continued...