Chapter 62 The eldest grandson who wants to bring rhythm
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While everyone was wandering in their thoughts, they saw this poetic girl holding the pipa in her left hand and stroking the strings with her right hand. The sound of the pipa sounded like jade beads falling on a plate.
Yang Fan never thought that an instrument could play such a beautiful melody.
The sound of the pipa sounded like a woman telling her heart, sometimes in a low voice, sometimes full of indignation, and at the end there was another cry of helplessness.
No wonder it is said that no matter which skill it is, when it reaches the pinnacle, it is close to something similar to "Tao". The top name of Taichang Temple's Jiaofang is indeed worthy of its reputation.
As the sound of the pipa fell, a chorus of flutes and pianos suddenly sounded. I don't know when the poetic girl's pipa had been put aside.
I saw her holding a crane in her hands and standing on one foot, just like Chang'e flying to the moon. I don't know where the breeze came from, and her green clothes as thin as cicada wings fluttered in the wind, creating a dream-like beauty.
It’s time to start dancing!
As expected, they saw her slender waist twisting slightly and dancing to the music, which made everyone so mesmerized that some even fell out without realizing it.
At this time, Yang Fan had completely forgotten that this was a beautiful woman. He only felt that what he saw was a dancing elf, ethereal and agile.
Even in the era of information explosion, he has never seen such a beautiful and moving dance. It is simply an art that does not belong to this world.
If those Internet celebrities who can only do squats and twist their butts see it, I wonder if these people will be ashamed to death.
The scene ended when Yuzu lightly clicked and flew through the air. After a while, Ruoda's Piaoxiang Courtyard did not make a single sound.
Following Yang Fan's applause, a deafening burst of applause and shouts came, as if they wanted to collapse the Piaoxiang Courtyard.
The degree of this madness is self-evident.
Fortunately, everyone knows the rules and there are guards to maintain order, otherwise someone would really jump on the stage.
After all, the private seats on the second floor are only two or three meters away from the stage.
The dance ended with a slight bow from the poetic girl.
The madam ran up to the round platform from nowhere, said a few words, and then entered the stage of delivering flower baskets.
Five flower baskets here, six flower baskets there...
The scene gradually became lively, but Chang Sun Chong and other nobles as well as the children of the aristocratic family did not take action, which made Yang Fan unable to help but be stunned.
After all, a flower basket costs ten guan, and the starting price of five flower baskets is equivalent to more than 50,000 yuan in later generations. Now, fifteen flower baskets have been ordered.
You must know that this is not an auction bidding. For this kind of flower basket, as long as you shout out how many flower baskets are sent, it is equivalent to sending out directly.
Some even, for the sake of comparison, saw that others gave away fifteen, but they only gave away thirteen, so they immediately ordered sixteen, just to save face.
Fortunately, if the same person or table sends flower baskets consecutively, only the last number will be used.
In the sound of Lao Yu announcing the curtain and the words of thanks from this poetic girl, everyone felt like they had been given a shot of blood. The scene instantly took on the smell of gunpowder, stimulating everyone's nerves.
As the saying goes, it doesn't hurt to sell one's farmland. These people are rich, distinguished, and the second and third generations of aristocratic families. The flower baskets keep rising as if they cost nothing.
Some of them were filled with grief and anger when they were less capable. Some hammered the desk unwillingly, and some even banged their heads on the pillar next to them...
However, many members of noble families still looked indifferent at this time. After all, this was just a prelude, and it was not yet time for them to take action. They held wine glasses and invited for a sip from time to time, watching the development of the situation.
At this time, Fang Yiai's voice sounded in her ears: "Brother Yishan, depending on the situation, it's time for these nobles to take action. Why don't we also have some fun? Today I'm going to cleanse you, and later you will send flower baskets on behalf of our table."
Looking at these boring second-generation ancestors, Yang Fan was a little speechless, but after all, he had to join in when he came out to play, so he could only nodded casually.
As it came to an end, Cui Pu, Lu Kangping and other children from aristocratic families sent 50 flower baskets one after another.
"What a waste of money, this is equivalent to 5 million for future generations..." Yang Fan secretly calculated in his heart.
Seeing Yang Fan who had not delivered the flower basket for a long time, Fang Yiai and others were a little anxious.
Partly because of face, and partly because of one's own pocket, usually the later you go, the more flower baskets you have to send, but today Yang Fan is the protagonist, and as a brother, of course it's hard to rush.
Just when Cheng Chumo and others wanted to persuade Yang Fan, Yang Fan spat out: "We will send five flower baskets..."
The originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet.
Although Cheng Chumo and the others were usually quite thick-skinned, when they saw everyone looking at them, they couldn't help but blush and quickly pulled Yang Fan to sit down.
"Five baskets of flowers will be sent to seat No. 9 on the second floor..." The madam announced as if her neck was stuck, and her voice became very quiet at the end, thinking she was hallucinating.
And this Shishi girl’s eyes widened, her mouth slightly opened with an expression of disbelief, full of cuteness.
She had an impression of this young man. When he came on stage just now, she had a brief eye contact with this young man. Unexpectedly, he slapped her in the face not long after.
Although I don't attach too much importance to money, and I don't lack it, it is no longer a question of money or not.
No one said anything even if they didn't send flower baskets, but I had never seen anyone send so few flower baskets near the end. When I was about to ask why, everyone booed.
At this time, Dou Fengjie and his group noticed Yang Fan and the others. Although they did not know Yang Fan, they knew Cheng Chumo and Fang Yiai. As old rivals who often faced tit-for-tat in brothels and other places, they were naturally familiar with them.
Seeing Fang Yiai and the others make a fuss on such an occasion, of course they would not let this opportunity pass by.
I saw Dou Fengjie standing up with a playful look on his face. He glanced at everyone and then said to Fang Yiai angrily: "Fang Lao Er, you are too embarrassed. If you don't want to send a flower basket to Miss Shishi, then just don't."
, why should it be so!”
His words were obviously meant to cheer up everyone on the field, and as expected, they immediately aroused the resonance of many idiot fans present. They stood up one after another, pointed at Yang Fan, and they were filled with indignation.
With the support of everyone, Dou Fengjie and the others looked proud and raised their heads high, as if they had done something great.
Fang Yiai and the others looked at Yang Fan with a look of shame on their faces, and lowered their heads silently.
This really confused Yang Fan. Didn't the madam just say that she could send as many flower baskets as she wanted.
I sent five flower baskets myself, but I was scolded instead. This is equivalent to fifty thousand dollars!
Even for high-ranking officials of the imperial court, their monthly salary is only ten guan of money. This requires them to go without food and water for five months. Isn't this too little?
Besides, I am not a fan of her stars, so sending five flower baskets is already a great honor, and this is for the sake of seeing her singing and dancing well.
What's more, the construction of Yangjiaping requires money everywhere, and other input projects have not yet been fully rolled out. Of course, you can save a little bit.
Seeing that Fang Yiai and the others were being criticized by everyone, and their heads almost dropped to the table, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, but he was slightly angry in his heart, and they were suddenly unhappy with Dou Fengjie.
I originally sympathized with Dou Fengjie for wearing a hat for more than a thousand years, but now it seems that this kind of person really deserves it and is basically a licking dog.
Immediately, Yang Fan's identity was revealed through everyone's words.
After Changsun Chong heard this, his handsome face turned gloomy.
This Yang Fan had heard his father, Sun Wuji, say that it was because he gave Li Shimin advice that he deceived the Guanlong family.
I just didn't expect to meet him here. If he had the opportunity to beat up a drowned dog today, how could he let it go.
After whispering a few words to Dou Fengjie and the others, he stood up, and his gloomy face immediately turned into a smile.
Changsun Chong pressed his hands to everyone in a graceful manner, and the noise gradually stopped. He opened the folding fan with a swish and shook it a few times. He said with extraordinary dignity: "Changsun Chong has met Uncle Zhongyi and heard that Uncle Zhongyi has unparalleled benevolence and righteousness."
, provided the court with a method to prevent smallpox, and also opened a shop to provide relief to the people. He held an auction a few days ago and made a lot of money. Why is it like this today..."
Changsun Chong's words sounded like he was praising Yang Fan and only looking for good things to say, but there was a hidden murderous intention inside.
His meaning is obvious - you, Yang Fan, are benevolent and kind to everyone, but why did you earn a lot of money and now you only sent five flower baskets, and you did so reluctantly at the end?
, do you have any objections to Miss Shishi?
This can be described as a real compliment.
In normal times, his words may not have much power, but now most of the people in Piaoxiang Tower are fans of this Shishi girl. This moment, the oil was ignited. Under the leadership of Dou Fengjie and others, everyone's enthusiasm