Luo Youdu leaned in the arms of the beautiful woman, her eyes a little blurry, but she secretly cried out in her heart.
This General Zhao is most likely Zhao Kuangyin. I didn't expect him to act so quickly.
Zhao Kuangyin's martial arts skills are not only invincible in this era, but they are also equal to the level of the Five Ultimate Skills in the Condor Novels.
Ceiling level presence.
In his memory, during the southern expedition to Huainan, Zhao Kuangyin once rode into the enemy's formation alone, slashed the enemy's general with one sword, and then captured the enemy's deputy general alive and returned calmly.
This level of force may not be able to influence the situation in large-scale battles, but in small-scale encounters, it is invincible.
If there was anyone in the Zhou army who could compete with him, in Luo Youdu's memory there was only Gao Huaide.
If Gao Huaide is really allowed to marry Zhao Kuangyin's sister, and the two of them charge into battle together, who can withstand it?
No matter what happens to Guo Rong in the future, Zhao Kuangyin must be on guard against him.
He may not have the ambition to dominate the world now, but people like him are probably of the same virtue as him. They will climb up when they get the opportunity, and they will try to win over people when they get the talent.
Judging from the way she is dressed, Karen is obviously a level above the beauty next to her.
She is gorgeously dressed, beautiful but not flashy, and does not rely on pure appearance to attract attention.
Xianglian bowed slightly to Han Lingkun and Luo Youdu respectively, then sat in front of the seven-stringed guqin, gently playing with the strings.
Different from the previous Mi Mi sound, Xiang Lian's piano sound is more crisp and ethereal.
Luo Youdu was not proficient in music, but he also felt that the sound played by Xianglian was pleasant and very nice.
Lean in the arms of the beautiful woman, close your eyes and listen carefully.
After listening to the song, I opened my eyes.
Seeing Han Lingkun teasing the beautiful woman in his arms, he had no intention of listening to the piano at all.
Come to think of it, do you really come to a place like this to listen to music?
False prudery.
If he didn't have something more important, he wouldn't listen to the piano.
No matter how beautiful the sound of the piano is.
Clapping his palms together, Luo Youdu said: "This piece is novel and very different from other qin music in the world. Can it have a name?"
He has only heard about ten pieces of piano music in his life, and even if you play ancient music that was popular five hundred years ago, it will still feel novel.
Xianglian Yingying returned the greeting and said: "This song is called 'Xichun', which expresses the passing of spring and laments the passage of time. It only took a few months to complete. At that time, I was still in Fengzhou, so I had never heard it."
"Cherish the spring, cherish the spring. The person who composed this song deeply understands the meaning of cherishing the spring and cherishing the time."
Luo Youdu touched his palms and sighed.
There was a hint of joy in Xiang Lian's eyes. Someone was praising her lover, which made her even happier than praising her.
Suddenly he put his hands together and shouted: "Bring me a pen and paper!"
How can these beauties who hang out in brothels not have any eyesight?
In just a moment, paper and pen were already prepared, and Keren'er polished them carefully and sent the pen dipped in ink to his hand.
Luo Youdu wrote diligently:
A new song and a glass of wine, the weather is the same as last year. When will the sun set?
Helplessly, the flowers fell away, and the familiar swallows returned. The fragrant path in the small garden wandered alone.
This is the representative work of Yan Shu, a poet from the Song Dynasty. It also expresses the sentiment of cherishing the passing of spring and lamenting the passing of time. It echoes the "Song of Cherishing Spring" played by Xiang Lian.
"There is no choice but the flowers fall away, and the familiar swallows return."
Xiang Lian recited these words, her eyes shining brightly, and said: "I thought that no one in the world understood Gao Lang better than me, but now I discovered that your husband is Gao Lang's confidant. I implore you to give him a calligraphy treasure, and I will pass it on to you as a gift."
Gao Lang." She was afraid that Luo Youdu didn't know who Gao Lang was, so she said again: "Gao Lang is Gao Huaide, the commander of the right wing of the cavalry, and "Xi Chun Song" was composed based on his inspiration."
Luo Youdu said generously: "If there is no such song and no such words, let Miss Xianglian pass it on to me as a gift."
Xianglian thanked her again and again, and took away the calligraphy and painting as if they were treasures.
Han Lingkun was stunned when he saw this change. Finally, he was so impressed that he couldn't say a word and just gave a thumbs up.
The lanterns are on at the beginning, but the night is still young.
Han Lingkun clearly still had unfinished thoughts.
However, Luo Youdu pulled Han Lingkun and left Cuixiang Tower with satisfaction.
"It was a mistake. I didn't expect that Brother Luo is actually a young man. You really need to cherish one or two of them. At least you have to have a young man to fight against the young man. Next time a girl comes out of the cabinet, I will invite you again, brother."
Everything that needed to be done was done, but Luo Youdu didn't want to give his first confession here casually, so he pulled Han Lingkun out of Cuixiang Building.
Han Lingkun was a little unhappy at first, but when he learned the reason, he felt happy in his heart.
They had not been dating for long, and Luo Youdu gave him a feeling of superiority. Now that he has discovered the embarrassing things about the other person, the vague barrier is no longer there.
We are all human beings, they just have different areas of expertise.
Luo Youdu didn't want to talk to Han Lingkun anymore and went home angrily.
Han Lingkun laughed and headed back home.
"Dong dong dong!"
There was a heavy knock on the door, and Luo Youdu woke up from his sleep. He patted his head sadly. The feeling of being forcibly awakened from a deep sleep made him feel sleepwalking, and his head ached faintly.
"Who is it! Here you go, stop knocking!"
Luo Youdu slowly got up from the bed.
A voice came from outside the house: "I, Gao Huaide!"
When Luo Youdu heard the words "Gao Huaide", he didn't react for a while, so he slapped his face and forced himself to wake up.
He suddenly remembered Han Lingkun's evaluation of Gao Huaide: "Lao Gao has a weird temper and is difficult to get along with. He likes to hunt. When his temper gets angry, he will just ride away regardless of the time or occasion."
It turns out to be this old man! This character of going his own way is amazing.
When I walked to the hall, I heard the sound of searching next door.
Luo Youdu said: "Uncle Huber, please say goodbye. My friend, if you have something to do with me, you can continue to sleep without entertaining me."
As he spoke, he found the fire fold, lit the oil lamps on the left and right pillars, and opened the door.
Two black figures appeared outside the door one after another.
Through the lanterns in their hands, it is not difficult to recognize that the person behind is a woman. It is today...
He glanced in the direction of the moon and saw the girl Xiang Lian he had seen yesterday.
The man in front looked majestic, but it was too dark and Luo Youdu's eyes hadn't fully adapted yet, so he couldn't see his appearance clearly.
"come in!"
Luo Youdu thought that all this was caused by himself, and he could only admit that he was unlucky.
"Miss Xianglian, you go first, I'll go get the piano first." Gao Huaide didn't even enter the door, turned around and walked towards the horses outside the house.
Luo Youdu took out the mat from the cabinet in the back room.
It happened that Gao Huaide also walked into the room holding the piano.
Only now did Luo Youdu see his appearance clearly.
Dressed in white, he has a straight nose, a broad mouth, and a short beard. He cannot be said to be handsome, but combined with his burly figure, he has an extremely masculine charm in his movements.
He walked into the room and said in a very familiar manner: "Excuse me for interrupting you. I listened to Mr.'s excellent work today and suddenly felt that "Xi Chun Song" was far from worthy of Mr.'s poems. I specially revised it and asked Mr. to comment."