He didn't expect that the head of the family would actually salute Zhao Xiaole!
This was incredible to him!
At the same time, there was a chill in his heart.
Because whenever the head of the family becomes so respectful.
People will die!
"Haha, get up!"
Zhao Xiaole just nodded calmly.
He looked very proud.
This made Huang Yong even more nervous.
But Huang Silang showed no sign of getting angry.
Instead, he said with a smile on his face: "Master Zhao has come all the way. If my Huang family has not treated me well in any way, please forgive me, Master Zhao."
"Come, Mr. Zhao, please take a seat!"
Zhao Xiaole calmly sat down on the chief chair.
As for the second seat, Huang Silang directly arranged for Huang Yong to sit on it.
"this......"
Huang Yong suddenly felt like he was sitting on pins and needles and didn't dare to sit down at all.
He looked at Huang Silang in horror.
If I sit down, will I still be able to live until tomorrow?
Huang Silang himself, on the other hand, sat at the end of the table with an indifferent expression.
He also greeted everyone: "Sit down, you all sit down!"
"hehe......"
Huang Yong and a group of wealthy businessmen suddenly burst into laughter.
But she didn't dare to go against his will.
I could only sit down feeling uncomfortable.
"Zheng~"
Not long after I sat down.
A melodious sound of the piano came from behind the screen.
When Huang Yong was about to introduce Zhao Xiaole with a smile, he stopped him.
Just listen to the sound of the piano behind the screen, which is calm and melodious, just like the little girl next door, so quiet and beautiful.
But not long after, the sound of the piano changed from gentle and gentle at first to rapid and intense.
It was like a sudden heavy rain falling on the eaves, making a "ding, ding, ding, ding, ding" sound.
But it doesn't have any charm.
I don’t know how long it took, but the sound of rain will stop.
The heavy rain that washed the world turned into a gentle drizzle, adding a bit of resentful sadness.
Everyone who heard the sound shook their heads and sighed.
Play the song once.
Zhao Xiaole seemed to have not come back to his senses yet.
Close your eyes and meditate for a long time.
Huang Yong and others looked at each other, wondering what he was doing.
I saw Zhao Xiaole let out a long sigh, and then sang in a low tone, with a somewhat sad voice: "It has just passed the hairpin year, and the first time I married the cloud servant girl, I started to learn singing and dancing. At the banquet, the king and the grandson promised each other. Don't wait for a moment, give me a smile."
, I spend a lot of money looking at it in a daze. I am always afraid that it will be easy to steal the flowers and waste my time."
"I have been favored by you, and I am mainly interested in flowers. Why don't you go back hand in hand with the thousands of miles of red clouds? Forget them forever, companions of fireworks. Don't teach others to see my concubine, morning clouds and dusk rain."
After hearing this poem, everyone at the banquet was naturally puzzled.
Because this poem is all from the perspective of a brothel woman, describing her journey from just entering the mortal world to hoping that you will die with her.
I wrote it with endless sorrow, which cannot be said to be endless.
But the problem is, Zhao Xiaole is a man!
Um...just half of it!
But she can't be considered a brothel girl.
So they were very puzzled as to what Zhao Xiaole meant when he wrote this poem.
Only the beautiful figure behind the screen trembled slightly after hearing this.
"Haha, Mr. Zhao is really talented in literature!"
Huang Yong laughed dryly. Although he didn't know what Zhao Xiaole was writing, he kept praising him: "How can such a talented man not be accompanied by a beautiful woman? Qin Cao!"
He called softly.
The figure behind the screen immediately stood up slowly and walked out.
Seeing this person, Zhao Xiaole's eyes couldn't help but light up.
Because the person in front of me is wearing a green gauze.
The small melon-shaped face, the eyebrows and eyes, and the exquisite mouth all make people gasp in surprise.
Plus her slender figure.
It simply fits all of Zhao Xiaole’s fantasies about ancient beauties!
"Hello, adults! Qin Cao is so polite!"
Qin Cao said a blessing to everyone.
But her eyes never left Zhao Xiaole from the beginning to the end.
Huang Silang naturally saw this scene, and his eyes suddenly narrowed into a line of laughter.
"Qin Cao, Mr. Zhao is here for the first time in Gao County. Why don't you offer a toast to Mr. Zhao and help Mr. Zhao wash away the dust?"
Naturally, Qin Cao nodded slightly, gently picked up a glass of wine, and brought it to Zhao Xiaole.
"Master Zhao, I would like to propose a toast to you!"
"pity."
Zhao Xiaole looked at Qin Cao and suddenly said something regretful.
This made Qin Cao startled and asked, "I wonder what you are feeling sorry for?"
Zhao Xiaole looked at her unabashedly and said, "I feel sorry for the vagaries of the world and the hardships of people's livelihood, forcing a beautiful woman like you to fall into the world of mortals."
"Ah."
A hint of self-mockery appeared on Qin Cao's lips, "How do you know, sir, that I am not voluntary?"
Zhao Xiaole shook his head and said with a smile: "How many women would be willing to live in prostitution if they were not forced to do anything?"
Qin Cao's body was shaken violently, and his expression suddenly changed.
yes!
If I hadn't been forced, there was really nothing I could do.
How could I be willing to live in this world?
Unknowingly, she suddenly remembered the lyrics that Zhao Xiaole had just sung.
"Wanli Danxia, why not go back together hand in hand."
But who can take my hand and go with me, a daughter of this mortal world?
She couldn't help but feel sad and a little sad.
At this moment, Huang Silang said with a smile: "Miss Qin, we can talk about this later. You first propose a toast to Mr. Zhao!"
"We are still waiting to pay tribute!"
"Yes, yes, Miss Qin, you can't dominate Mr. Zhao, but also give us the opportunity to toast Mr. Zhao with a glass of wine, right?"
Huang Yong and others also laughed quickly.
Qin Cao's face suddenly turned pale. She looked at Zhao Xiaole, the poem just now appeared in her mind, and a trace of determination flashed in her eyes.
"Master Zhao, you and I feel like we have met each other. If you don't give up, would you like to have a drink with me once?"
"Of course I am willing!"
Zhao Xiaole's face was full of excitement, almost impatient.
The two held up the wine glasses, crossed their arms, covered their faces with long sleeves, and drank the wine in one gulp.
Seeing this scene, the smile on Huang Silang's face became even brighter, and he couldn't help but praise: "Master Zhao is such a good drinker and a good poet!"
"Such a person is a good match for Miss Qin. If you don't give up, how about I give Miss Qin to Mr. Zhao?"
In this era, it is common to give concubines to each other, let alone a brothel girl like Qin Cao, who has no right to choose.
Zhao Xiaole was naturally not surprised at all.
Instead, he said with a "difficult" look on his face: "Of course I am willing, but I don't know what Miss Qin wants?"
Qin Cao looked at him deeply and said: "Master Zhao is really considerate. If it were anyone else, how would he think of caring about the feelings of us brothel girls?"
"Qin Cao is naturally lucky to be able to follow you."
"good!"
Huang Yong on the side laughed heartily and said: "Today is really a double happiness!"
"We, the people of Chuzhou, not only welcomed a good official like Mr. Zhao, but also allowed us to witness the union of a talented man and a beautiful woman."
"For such a happy event, shouldn't we have a few more drinks?"
"Master Huang is right, come on, let's respect Master Zhao together!"
"Come!"
Immediately, others also agreed.
For a time, everyone was drinking and drinking.
It lasted until late at night.
After Zhao Xiaole's carriage slowly left, Huang Silang, who was still drunk, immediately became sober.
He glanced at Huang Yong who had not left yet, and said with a smile: "Are you wondering why I didn't poison the wine just now, or kill him while he was drunk?"