First, we went downstairs and arrived at the lobby on the first floor.
I saw that the distinguished guests and waitresses who had just been arm-in-arm began to talk about poems and books.
There were two people sitting together, talking loudly, and reciting ancient prose.
There were two people hugging each other, reciting poems to the furnishings in the brothel.
There were several female servants playing music. Their originally flowing clothes had disappeared, and now they were wrapped tightly.
The adults in front of him applauded one after another, and then several people clinked glasses and drank.
Gu Nuoer pouted: "Well, it's different from what I saw when I came in just now!"
She ran to a distinguished guest who was sitting on a chair and playing chess with the waitress.
The man trembled with guilt.
"Uncle, didn't you just hold her waist and talk to her?"
The second prince, fifth prince, and Ye Siming immediately cast cold glances at the man.
The chess piece in the man's hand fell to the chessboard with a clatter.
In his haste, he wisely said: "Oh, little miss, I have a big tongue. What I want to say is: chase one! It means that on this chessboard, you need to take advantage of the victory and pursue it."
"Oh...is that so?" Gu Nuoer scratched her pink face with her little hand.
Afterwards, she didn't leave, but stood aside and watched the man and the shepherd playing chess.
Everyone present silently wiped away the cold sweat.
The man who plays chess is even more desperate.
He doesn't know how to play chess, he can't pretend anymore.
Gu Nuoer looked at it for a long time, with a strange look on her soft face.
She seemed to have lost interest, turned and walked to the other side, and stopped looking.
The man and the waitress breathed a sigh of relief.
The second prince Gu Zitang hurried to his sister's side and asked tentatively: "Nuo'er, how do they play chess?"
Gu Nuoer covered her lips with her small hand and said softly: "Second brother, those two people must be idiots. The game is Go. They are actually playing backgammon. How stupid!"
The second prince was secretly shocked.
He almost forgot.
Since my younger sister was born, she has been taught literature by the most powerful ministers in the cabinet.
Chess skills and strategic planning were all out of the question for a five-year-old girl.
She was so smart that Gu Zitang was afraid that Gu Nuoer would see the clues.
The little guy ran to a man holding a pipa again.
She raised her head, blinked her big black eyes, and stared at him for a long time.
A drop of cold sweat ran down the other person's forehead.
The little guy then spoke: "Uncle, why are you holding the pipa but not playing it?"
Men have trouble talking about it.
It's just that I was forced not to drink and have fun for no reason.
The people around you took away all the elegant things you could do.
He didn't get a pen and paper, so he couldn't pretend to be practicing calligraphy.
There is no chessboard either.
But he couldn't stand still, so he had to bring a pipa that someone had put on the table.
Now the little Milkman was standing in front of him.
How should he explain that he can't play the piano at all?!
That was because they had snatched away other props, so he had no choice!
Facing Gu Nuoer's big, watery eyes, she flickered her eyelashes curiously.
Waiting for his answer.
The man smiled bravely and said, "Because I don't know how to do it, but that can't stop my eagerness to learn."
Gu Nuoer nodded thoughtfully.
She breathed out: "Then you have to work harder! Well, but next time I have to change it to a real pipa. This one in your hand seems to be an ornament."
The man's eyes widened and he looked down!
I was too smart to pay attention to it just now.
Now if you take a closer look, it’s just a “fake pipa” carved from wood and painted with lacquer!