In the Jiaofang, a eunuch led a beautiful little woman through. The whole book is 520.????
Two ordinary female musicians who were tuning the piano in the courtyard couldn't help but look up and started talking in low voices.
Wei Erniang sneered and said: "She is absolutely beautiful again. I wonder if she can get into the Neijiaofang this year?"
She is ugly and her singing skills are mediocre. She was bought by the church at a low price to make up the money. She has no tattoos on her clothes. "Not to mention extremely beautiful, so what if she is good in both sex and art? If she offends the leader of the church,
Let her never see the saint."
The person who responded was Lu Yuanzhen, an old man with gray hair who seemed to be in his seventies. He was winding the guzheng.
Wei Erniang asked: "Lu Ji still wants to see the saint?"
Lu Yuanzhen squinted his eyes to find the strings, smiled bitterly, and murmured: "I almost met the saint back then, even if you say it, you wouldn't believe it."
“Quick, tell me.”
"When I was young, I was good at playing drums and had a little reputation. At that time, the saint was still in his dormitory and sent someone to summon me to perform my skills. However, the envoy from the church replied, "I need an edict from the emperor" and refused to let me go. From then on, I was
She has been left in the cold all her life, not allowed to marry, and has never even touched a drum again... The beauty with black hair at that time has become like this now."
Wei Erniang really didn’t believe it and asked: “Really?”
I was pretty good-looking back then, I won’t lie to you.”
Lu Yuanzhen once said, sighing: "The teachings are the world, and there is only one person in the world who is supreme. If the saints do not receive the rain and dew, we will live in darkness."
“Jiaofang is his mother’s hell.” Wei Erniang said.
Several times a year, foreign teachers will give saints the opportunity to perform. The monks will present the repertoire first, and the saints will circle the performers with an ink pen. This is the "point of entry". Those whose performances are favored by the saints can fly to the branches, and
Most people can only live in this high-walled courtyard until they are old and lustful and get married.
In order to fight for this little chance to get the upper hand, the jiafang was extremely cruel and resorted to every possible means. Moreover, the jiafang was very hierarchical. Generally, the musicians could only perform "Izhou" and "Five Days" over and over again, and the rest could only be performed.
Let a high-ranking wife play the role.
The long and clear songs and the dancing butterflies conceal the blood and tears of countless people.
While he was talking, a eunuch came over and sneered, "Wei turned left and asked you to sing."
Lu Yuanzhen was a little envious. He looked up at Wei Erniang and asked, "Are you good at singing?"
“The bird can sing.”
Wei Erniang left cursing, leaving Lao Lao alone in the court repairing the guzheng.
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“Hahaha, there are many beauties in Jiaofang, but you and I should take a look at Wei Zuo Zhuan first.”
Wang Zhun was entertaining a group of friends who were drinking. Sometimes he really dared to treat the church as a Nanqu, and he spoke unscrupulously.
“Wei Zuo changed her name to Wei Er. She was vulgar in appearance and poor in singing and dancing. One time she sang so hard that even parrots turned away from her.
Yang Xuan shouted, "Turn left." Wei Er thought it was a mockery of her, so he stopped singing and scolded Yang Xuan. Haha, this woman is not afraid of death, but she is very good at scolding, interesting, interesting. "
Xianyu Erlang was stunned when he heard this. He was the son of Xianyu Zhongtong, the military governor of Jiannan.
“My grandpa once told me about his experiences in Chang’an during the Kaiyuan period, saying that the Jiaofang still had a grand and solemn atmosphere. Faster update xs520.co Remember the whole ~ this ~ 520 readings”
"Haha." Wang Zhun laughed and said, "That was during the Kaiyuan period. How many people were there then? How many are there now? It's too much to handle. What do you think, Xing?"
Xing Yi smiled slightly and did not answer, thinking that on the surface he was singing and dancing, but from these details he could tell that the saint was old.
Hunjun, when you were young, you worked hard to expand the teaching hall, but when you are old, you can't even watch the songs and dances of the inner teaching hall. Therefore, there are so many foreign teaching halls that people like Wei Erniang are indiscriminate, and the old musicians are not allowed to marry outside.
"Let me tell you something interesting." Wang Zhun patted Xianyu Erlang on the shoulder and said with a smile: "The female envoys and the male envoys in the church are managed separately, but people always have seven emotions and six desires. Do you know how they solve it? "
“No, I don’t know.“
“Hey, the female envoys have sworn sworn brothers as ‘Xianghuo Brothers’ and call themselves men. If you marry a girl from a church and come here again, the female envoys will call you ‘Sister-in-law’.”
“Why?“
"They are brothers, and you are the bride. They also need to learn Turkic methods. They say that brothers love each other and "want to taste their wives." Haha, the magic chicken boy is often brought by his mother-in-law to share with the female envoys. Because of the teaching The female envoys are short of men."
“Ah, then we are still good people?”
“That’s right!” Zhu Zhun laughed.
After a while, a group of musicians were brought over to entertain them, and there was a man among them.
Erniang Wei started singing first, and it turned out to be very unpleasant.
Xianyu Erlang looked around and found that except Wei Erniang, all the other female envoys were indeed beautiful. His eyes fell on the most charming one among them.
"That's Zhang Siniang." Wang Zhun leaned close to his ear and said with a smile: "If you want to sleep with her, simply, have you seen the man next to her? Su Wunu, just get him drunk."
"good."
Xianyu Erlang felt that this place was really different from a brothel in every way. It was full of freshness. He immediately picked up the wine glass and walked towards Su Wunu and said, "Come and have a few drinks with me."
Su Wunuran looked at him blankly and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Seeing this, Wang Zhun found it funny for some reason. He slapped his knees, laughed wildly, and scolded: "Drink!"
Everyone except Xian Yuerlang, who came from Sichuan, thought it was funny.
“I don’t drink.” Su Wunu said, “If you want to sleep with my mother-in-law, don’t drink.
I'll let you drink it!" Wang Zhun yelled.
“!“
Following this sound, the door of the house was suddenly opened.
“Who eats dog intestines?!”
Wang Zhun cursed loudly. When he turned around, he saw that it was Xue Bai with an old man. He couldn't help but shouted: "Xue Bai, you and I are friends. If you go to the wrong door, you will have to apologize. Do your business."
"Okay, my Lord! Robbery someone else's wife!"
“Fart, you made a mistake, understand? Don’t meddle in other people’s business.”
"beat him."
Before Wang Zhun could react, he suddenly saw the strong man with gray hair rushing forward.
“!”
He had never received such a heavy blow before. His whole body flew out. The wooden wall shook when he hit it, and bile vomited out of his mouth. He was in so much pain that he couldn't get up at all, and he couldn't say anything. Quan??Ben???
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“Stop it.. Stop it!”
At this time, it was Na Su Wunu who shouted to stop the fight. His wife Zhang Siniang was beautiful and often went to places for entertainment and entertainment. Every time he went there, someone always wanted to get him drunk, so he said, "Just give me more money."
"You can get drunk even after eating steamed buns." This is well-known in Chang'an, and the "five slaves" are even used to refer to those who sell their wives. Unexpectedly, today I encountered someone with a blind eye to show off.
Seeing that Wang Zhongsi was about to beat Xian Yuerlang, Su Wunu quickly shouted: "I mean, if you want to sleep with Si Niang, just give her more money. If you don't drink, he can't drink me!"
“!“
Xianyu Erlang has been beaten out.
Wang Zhongsi turned around, picked up Su Wunu and carried it out with one kick.
At this moment, Wang Zhongsi suddenly thought of the countless soldiers who died under Mo.
Those children from ordinary farmers' families had never even mentioned joining the army. In order to make a living and to resist the Tibetan invasion, they went to the battlefield and buried their bones in a foreign land. They were all good at guarding the prosperous age of the Tang Dynasty.
All of them are hot-blooded men, but they have exchanged their lives for a wimp like this in Chang'an City, who is shamelessly playing "Puff!"
Su Wunu’s body broke through the wooden wall and flew out of the house like a dead leaf, making a sound like a sack falling to the ground.
“Pfft.”
Everyone was stunned for a moment, vaguely realizing that the matter was getting serious.
One of the eunuchs ran to Su Wunu, looked around, and screamed.
“Kill someone! Kill someone!”
Wang Zhongsi's expression did not change. He had killed many people, and he did not care about one night. However, he rarely killed people in Chang'an, so he turned to look at Xue Bai.
Xue Bai took two steps forward and said with a bitter smile: "The general's attack was too harsh."
"It's light." Wang Zhongsi said coldly: "The palace dancers were reduced to performing arts and sex because of the rats."
He is indeed politically wise, but not everything is in line with the will of the Holy Spirit.
What Xue Bai has to do is to push him
Du Wulang stood beside the Yan brothers and clenched his fists, feeling that Wang Zhongsi was very happy to kill Su Wunu.
He was actually one of the quickest people around to calm down, and asked in a low voice: "Guess which yamen will handle this case?"
Yan Quanming, on the other hand, was not too shocked. He stared at Xue Bai and looked him up and down, thinking again about whether Xue Bai was romantic or not.
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“The old slave Huang Hui is the judge of Zuo Jiaofang. His Majesty has asked the old slave to select the role for Xue Lang.”
An old eunuch came close to Xue Bai and whispered. He glanced at Wang Zhongsi, as if he recognized the saint's adopted son, but also seemed not to recognize him. He continued: "Xue Lang is too difficult for this old slave."
Already."
“If something unexpected happens, I’m the one who brought the person, and I will never shirk it.”
Huang Huidao: "Xue Lang only needs to explain to Wang Dalang."
Having said that, he personally arranged for people to carry Wang Zhun, while Xianyu Erlang and other injured people went to treat their injuries.
Wang Zhongsi was still standing proudly. When Xue Bai came to his side, he said calmly: "I will not apologize to the child."
“Very good, which one does the general like?”
Wang Zhongsi followed Xue Bai's gaze and frowned when he saw the beautiful dancers kneeling on the table and shivering.
Who do you think I am? I have twelve beautiful concubines in my family."
He remembers quantity, which is considered very affectionate among people of this status today.
Xue Bai nodded and said: "The beautiful concubine in the general's family may not have such talent if she has such an appearance. It is better to take a few people away than to let them stay in Jiaofangsi."
Wang Zhongsi was not a mother-in-law, and he was not picky. He raised his hand and pointed at Zhang Siniang, whose husband had just died.
Xue Bai immediately called over another young eunuch and said, "I want to take her away."
this..
“The sage ordered me to rehearse a play.“
“Here.“
Wang Zhongsi's eyes fell on Wei Erniang, he narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and said, "There is still her."
The young eunuch was shocked and said: "How can you be so ugly and stage a play?"
Zhu Zhongsi said calmly: "She has a strong body and is a good seedling."
After Wei Erniang was stunned for a moment, she was so happy that she couldn't help but cursed "尻" and fell down in front of Wang Zhongsi, "Thank you, brother, for saving me!"
Immediately, a very beautiful woman came out on her knees, kowtowed to Xue Bai and said, "This is a beautiful girl from my family. She can sing and dance. I beg Mr. Xue to reward her."
Xue Lang heard that this model girl had a melodious voice and a charming appearance. She was indeed a beauty. Looking at the injuries on her fingertips from playing the piano, there were calluses on the toes of her bare feet. It was obvious that she was extremely diligent in singing and dancing skills. He couldn't help but ask: "You
How could such a person never get ahead in Zuo Jiaofang?"
As soon as Lady Fan heard this, tears fell from her eyes, and she sobbed: "My family is talented and beautiful, but...
She lowered her body and continued with an embarrassment: "I just have a slight body odor in my armpits, so I have no chance to perform for the saint. If I can't find a good man to marry, I may be stuck in the church for the rest of my life."
“I don’t smell any body odor in you, but you still have some fragrance?”
The slave family... is a little bit away, Xue Lang asked the slave family to come closer... and smell it?" Fan Nu bit her lip and asked.
No need." Xue Bai said: "I'm just curious about how strict the rules of the church are?"
“Yes, I can’t smell it even if I wear a sachet, but the rules in the inner church are strict and I can’t arrange the repertoire.”
This rule is actually outdated. In the past, saints would visit some musical envoys, but women with body odor could not be allowed to serve the king in the palace. Now it has delayed the truly talented female envoys.
Of course, even if Fan Nu has arranged the track, she may not be able to pass the selection.
On the battlefield, a general’s bones will wither after he succeeds, so why not the Jiaofang Wen?
Xue Bai said: "Then you can participate in my selection."
“Selection?” Fan Nu was stunned.
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Huang Hui finally sent Wang Zhun away and returned. Seeing that Xue Bai still didn't go to apologize to the king, he stayed in the church to pick a female envoy.
Can’t help but stamp my feet in anger.
“Mr.
"It doesn't matter, Doctor Wang has made great contributions to the saint, and it is not Wang Quan's hard work."
It was then that Xue Lang found out that the king had been promoted to the post of imperial censor, apparently within a day or two.
He remained calm and said with a smile: "I would like to ask Huang Naiguan to help me with the casting."
Okay." Huang Hui said: "I will make arrangements now."
He hurriedly asked someone to deal with Su Wunu's residence, turned around and left, and then he sighed deeply and hurried to summon the envoys.
The land of Jiaofang has the most dazzling brilliance and the deepest darkness. Therefore, the people here are the most snobbish.
Huang Hui rushed by. When the waiters behind him saw the fat old singer, they called her "Aunt Qutugan"!
When you see someone with an average appearance, you call her "Kangtai Bin's sister" and call her "Kangtaibin's sister" according to the category, humiliating her in every possible way.
But when they arrived at the place where the wives gathered, they immediately changed their faces, because no one knew which of these wives who were both beautiful and talented would fly up the branches.
“Have you collected all the money?“
“I’ve collected it, Mr. Huang, please take a look at it.”
An account book was handed to Huang Hui.
The opportunities to perform in front of saints are getting less and less every year. If you want to participate, you will naturally have to pay. A few days ago, he specially asked these outstanding wives to meet their mothers and asked them to ask for money from their families.
“Just arrange it according to this list.”
“Here.”
He finally arranged for the talented and beautiful wife to go out for selection with musical instruments in hand. When Huang Hui returned to the front yard, he heard the sound of wind instruments playing, and it turned out that Xue Bai was already selecting people.
What is Xue Lang doing? How can these mediocre hands taint Xue Lang's ears?
"It doesn't matter." Xue Bai still looked like he was kind to others, and said: "Let Huang Naiguan pick the role, and I will pick some musicians by the way. Oh, they are called 'players' here, right?"
At this time, he understands quite a lot.
"What kind of skills can these people have? The old slave of the Tan family has already made arrangements." Huang Hui shook his head, thinking how he could get involved without giving money, and said: "Let's pick the roles first, and then the musicians...
"Dong! Dong!"
Suddenly the sound of drums came, interrupting the Jiaofang judge's speech. Everyone turned to look, and Wei Erniang was leading an old woman who was playing the drum.
That lady has silver hair and looks to be in her seventies, but her actual age must be younger than Li Longji's, because her drumming is actually more powerful than Li Longji's.
Her craftsmanship is somewhat rusty and far less skillful than that of a saint, but she has created a kind of... endless hope for this life that is passing by in a hurry.
There is a strong vitality in the sound of drums.
"Dong dong dong!"
Hearing the drums, everyone in the church was surprised; Wang Zhongsi turned his head, feeling as if he heard war drums in Chang'an City; Wei Erniang waved her hands excitedly and cursed.
Xue Bai couldn't help but wonder, in this scene, Li Longji's best part was actually outclassed from the very beginning?