Chapter 375 Listening to the music upstairs, long-term workers outside the building
These days, beauty is always available, but money is not always available.
There are many beauties of all kinds at the emperor's feet, but money is still so scarce.
I don’t see anyone who can be so free and easy with so much money in cash once a month.
The girls surrounded Bai Song and Qing'er. They were in Bai Song's arms and cuddled up to Qing'er.
Bai Song hugged him happily, but he was also curious and glanced at Qing'er to see how he would cope with it.
Unexpectedly, this Qing'er is not shy, like a veteran in love, she will not refuse the three pretty girls who come to her, and she still doesn't forget to smile at Bai Song when she is surrounded by them, quite a bit like you can look at me too.
But there is always a feeling between the girl and the girl. Even if Qing'er can move freely, the smell of the woman can't be hidden. The girls gradually discovered that Qing'er's chest was soft, and they were a little surprised, but they couldn't help it.
Break.
After all, what is earned is money, and money does not distinguish between men and women.
However, Qing'er gradually had enough of playing around. She probably learned bad things after being with Bai Song for a long time. She slapped the girl's buttocks and pushed the three girls into Bai Song's arms, and started drinking with her own wine glass.
"Young Master is here, but I don't know which noble family he belongs to? I don't know how to call him..."
The girls expected that this little brother had a good background and brought such a handsome girl to visit the flower house, so they had a happy and carefree life.
Bai Song didn't answer. For a while, there were so many girls around that he couldn't handle it. Fortunately, the madam came out of the inner building at this time, trotted to Bai Song's side, and said with a smile: "You two, Miss Mingyue is already waiting upstairs.
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Qing'er threw a piece of silver and said, "Aren't you having guests?"
The old bustard took the money, beaming with joy, and bowed repeatedly with a smile: "Oh my God, what are you talking about, sir! These girls are all ignorant and talking nonsense. Not everyone in our family can meet Miss Mingyue.
Yes, I have to meet two such handsome young men."
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Yingyue Building is on the fourth floor, with a large attic hall.
An ordinary four-story attic in ancient times could only accommodate two or three rooms on the top floor.
But Yingyue Tower has an unusual structure. In addition to several private rooms, there is also a hall with six or seven tables. It can be said that it is unique in the Tang Dynasty, so it is famous in the city.
The scenery in the lobby is the best. You can see the vast wilderness of Qiqujiang Lake in the distance. The lake breeze is blowing away. You can also feel it when you live upstairs. The coolness is very refreshing.
At a glance, Bai Song saw countless people repairing palaces behind the lake, while some Turks were galloping by the lake, feeling very unhappy.
There are still three or five tables of guests in the upstairs hall, and each table has its own girl. They do not interfere with each other, and they are laughing and chatting constantly, showing the frivolity of the flower house.
People were in the building, looking down at the palace. They saw the defeated foreigners standing above the common people of the Tang Dynasty, riding their horses and whipping their whips, shouting and shouting casually. From the perspective of an outsider from the Bai Song Dynasty, this situation was a bit confusing.
The Bai Song Dynasty understood the emperor's difficulties, but he also truly felt aggrieved for the people of the Tang Dynasty.
I really feel the same when thinking about the sentence "Going up to the upstairs of the Yingyue Tower, looking at the river, are you worried?"
For a time, the mood of looking for flowers and willows in the name of business suddenly faded a lot. Bai Song looked at the water of Qujiang infatuatedly, thinking that maybe one day, there would be less ethnic distinctions, and maybe there would be no such sentimentality.
In love.
"Qinghai has a clear sky, and the water and sky are the same.
When the autumn coolness is celebrated, we cook it for pigs and dogs."
The drunken recitation of poetry came from the side. Bai Song turned his head to look and saw a young man in green shirt raising a glass in one hand and holding a pot in the other. He was drunk and hazy, leaning on the railing, reciting the poem, and laughed wildly again.
After laughing wildly for a few times, he spat the drink at the door onto the street with a "poof" sound.
This is great!
Downstairs was a bustling market, and the drink fell from the sky, causing countless shouts and curses.
This drunken young man didn't know how to avoid it, but instead became rampant. Listening to the continuous cursing below, he even spilled a bottle of wine!
The street suddenly exploded. Some people were hiding, some were filled with indignation, and some were about to go upstairs. Fortunately, they were stopped by the girl soliciting customers.
Qing'er frowned and motioned to Bai Song to step back. No matter in which era, people don't want to meet a drunkard.
Bai Song sat further away, looked away and looked at the man again. Suddenly he felt that this man looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.
Bai Song thought for a moment, and suddenly there was a face corresponding to it. It was during the exam at Yongxing Academy!
Bai Song didn't know the name of this person, but he remembered that this person had gone through four rounds of exams like him, and he performed well in the last round, and he didn't know whether he was ranked third or fourth.
In other words, this alcoholic madman is Bai Song's classmate.
At this time again, an elegant woman wearing a yellow shirt and holding a long piano walked upstairs. Every step she made was extremely restrained and orderly, like a brilliant autumn chrysanthemum, unique among many girls.
"This is Miss Mingyue." Qing'er whispered beside her.
The old bustard was in front, leading Mingyue to Bai Song. Seeing Bai Song's face glowing with peach blossoms, she fell in love with her. She wished she was Miss Mingyue and took the initiative to embrace her.
"Mingyue!" A low shout came from the side, and it was actually the drunkard maniac shouting.
The madam turned her head, glared at the man with disgust, greeted the other two girls in a low voice, and gave some instructions.
Several girls gathered around the drunkard and dragged him aside.
Miss Mingyue watched the drunk man being taken away, the smile on her face gradually faded, and she looked back at the drunk man, a little worried.
"Hey, this young man, Miss Mingyue is here."
The madam dragged Mingyue to Bai Song and glared at her, obviously reminding her what to do at this time.
Mingyue turned her head and looked at Bai Song with her smile restored. Yingying bowed and said, "Mingyue Mingyue, I have met the young master and met the young master. How should I call the young master?"
As he spoke, he silently placed the long piano he was holding on the piano stand next to the table.
"Bai Song."
"Young Master Bai of Song Dynasty, the slave family is justified."
"I heard about the girl's name. I would like to invite her to perform at the Mid-Autumn Festival Lantern Festival on August 15th to represent the newly opened Mobai Bank in Dongshi. I wonder if she has any free time that day?"
Miss Mingyue was slightly startled. She didn't expect that today's guests were not just here to have fun. The Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival is held every year. It is an occasion for merchants and literati to become famous, and it is also a place for girls in various flower houses in the capital to compete for victory.
If a girl wants to become famous, she must first be supported by a big merchant. If no merchant comes to invite her, even if she has great skills, she will not be able to display her skills at the lantern festival.
The merchants contributed the money, the literati wrote the lyrics, and the girls sang.
Three-party cooperation, win-win situation for all three parties.
When the madam heard this, she was immediately happy.
Although my own Mingyue is famous and has a voice, it is a pity that she has no chance. This girl has not been to the Mid-Autumn Festival Lantern Festival and is worried about not having any benefactors to invite her!
Today's two young masters are extraordinary, and they are worthy of their own Mingyue's worth. They happily and repeatedly interrupted: "I have time, I have time, of course I have time! It's just that the Mid-Autumn Festival Lantern Festival is extraordinary, and this money is just..."
"Silver is a trivial matter." Qing'er interrupted, "As long as Miss Mingyue plays a song, you can get a thousand taels of silver."
hiss……
The madam almost bit her own tongue.
Mingyue's pretty face turned white.
Thousand taels of silver?!
"Is this a joke?" the madam asked in horror.
"Do you think we are joking?" Qing'er replied calmly.
"No, no... of course you two are not that kind of people, but this... this... a thousand taels of silver... I have been running Quchifang for many years, and this is the first time I have met such a wealthy person as you two..."
Even a well-known courtesan in the capital could not afford the price of a singing girl for the Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival. The price offered by Mobai Bank was simply too outrageous.
This price is Bai Song's consideration. Firstly, the bank can afford the expense. Secondly, because no one pays a sky-high price to hire a singer, this matter itself is highly topical. Even if it cannot gain a good reputation at the lantern festival, this matter
Spreading things out is also very effective in publicity.
Bai Song looked at the girl in front of him who suddenly became nervous, smiled and asked, "Miss Mingyue, are you interested in this?"
"Yes, yes! Of course there is!" The old bustard interrupted again.
Qing'er frowned: "You don't have the final say on this matter."
The old bustard was so anxious that he was sweating. He nudged Ming Yue with his elbow. Ming Yue just came to his senses and nodded repeatedly to express his willingness.
Qing'er added: "It's not just a girl who just nods."
"Then what else?" the madam asked.
"I want my young master to see the girl's talent and think that the girl's talent is worthy of my family's name."
"Hey, young master, you have found the right person now. Our Mingyue is well-known. Go out and ask around. Is there anyone around you who doesn't know "Wang Jiang Sorrow" or who doesn't know the name of Mingyue? How about you?
Now let Mingyue perform a song for the two young masters?"
Bai Song nodded.
The madam winked at Mingyue and told her to behave well.
Mingyue was a little nervous. She probably had never encountered such a big deal before. She wiped her sweat first, then carefully adjusted the strings. After listening to the pitch, she saluted Bai Song: "Mr. Bai, I have made a fool of myself."
After saying that, you put your finger on the string and enter the music. The clear and crisp sound of the piano is as cool as the water of the Qujiang River. The sound of the orioles carries the breeze by the lakeside. As soon as you hear it, the wind goes upstairs, blowing the wine in the garden and filling your head with excitement.
The landscape outside the building loses its color, just like the sky entering Kyushu.
"There are clear flowers and turbid water in the river, the light of Lingbo Lake reflects the mountains, the girl in the small building takes off her clothes, sir, please stay, sir, please drink, what you can't drink is wine, what you can't forget is sorrow..."
"Is it the song "Looking at the River Sorrow"?" Bai Song asked softly against Qing'er's face while listening to the little song.
Qinger nodded.
"The lyrics are pretty good, but the singing is a little worse than yours, Qing'er."
The slender jade fingers hit Bai Song on the face and pushed him away. He smiled half-smiling but it was quite effective: "Stop fooling around and listen carefully."
In the middle of the song, there was an angry sound from behind, and as the wine bottle shattered, the drunk maniac pushed away several girls and rushed over.
"Mingyue! You can only sing with me!"
A big hand inserted into the piano and got stuck between the strings. It drew blood from the man's hand and broke the strings at the same time.
The fascinating singing and piano music suddenly stopped at the same time.
[The author has something to say]
More updates will be added, and more updates will be added! Don’t some people want to read the author’s original work? It’s all nonsense, just laugh if you want, hahaha... I’ll laugh first out of respect for myself!
