A group of thugs swarmed forward, and the crowd in the hook fence tried to avoid him. The middle-aged scholar got up on the ground and pled loudly. Xu Dongdong on the stage was also stunned with his big eyes full of tears.
Over there, the two gangs also fought. Su Jin pulled Yan Biyun back and opened his arms to block the three women. Dynasty, Ma Han and others had already rushed forward, with fists as big as sand bowls.
There were ups and downs, and there was only a "cracking, praying, cracking" sound, and the fight was over within a few breaths. Although the big guys also had some tricks, they couldn't stand up to the old fists of several big foodies. In a short time, eight people
Four and a half were knocked down.
Of course, the extra person is Su Jin's newly recognized grandson Liu Binhua. This guy saw the opportunity very quickly. When he saw that the situation was not good, he ran away. Su Jin grabbed the almond tea pot on the table and threw it away; made of aluminum
The teapot didn't have much impact, but the newly brewed hot tea was no joke. It was poured onto his back, immediately burning him so much that he rolled around on the ground like a slaughtered pig.
The big foodies didn't give up yet. People fell to the ground. They continued to kick and kick them. Some people on the ground were wailing and rolling, begging for mercy.
Yan Biyun tugged at Su Jin's sleeve and said, "Okay, what if it's broken?"
Su Jin then told them to stop. The group of people groaned and groaned on the ground. No one dared to stand up, for fear of being noticed that his injuries were not serious and being punched by several fierce gods.
Su Jin put his hands behind his hands and came to Mr. Liu who was screaming and shouting: "Grandson, no wonder grandpa is so cruel. You hit grandpa first. How could grandpa not teach you an unfilial son and grandson?"
Liu Binhua gritted his teeth and cursed: "Straight bitch, you are so arrogant, you are more beautiful than you."
Su Jin chuckled and said: "You're quite tough, but I'm not interested in you anymore. I came out today to relax, but I don't want you to spoil my mood. Get out of here! If I'm still here after ten breaths, I'll come to you."
I’ll wash my hair with almond tea and burn you like a pig’s head.”
Liu Binhua said harshly, but he was really scared in his heart. Fortunately, his back was turned to Su Jin just now. If all this pot of tea were poured on his face, this snow-white and pink handsome face would be ruined and become ugly in the future.
I'm afraid those few good fans don't want to see me anymore.
A good man never suffers any loss. Liu Binhua saw the opportunity very quickly. Before Su Jin could start counting, he got up and ran away, cursing: "Little thief, do you dare to give me your name? Let's wait and see."
Su Jin loudly said: "Grandson, grandpa will not change his name when he is in office, and his surname will not be changed when he is sitting down. It is your grandpa Su Jinsu, please remember it."
Liu Binhua covered his face with his sleeves and ran out of the door without saying a word. The eight thugs stopped pretending to be dead and got up one after another and walked out of the lotus shed without a trace.
Everyone in the Su family burst out laughing, and Su Jin was overjoyed. The middle-aged scholar who kept accounts ran up to him with a white face. He bowed to express his thanks first, and then said: "Young masters and young ladies, you must leave quickly. Although I'm sorry,
I'm grateful that you're fighting the injustice, but I can't afford to offend this person named Liu. You should leave quickly to avoid trouble."
Yan Biyun said: "Don't be afraid. They uttered filthy words in broad daylight and teased weak women. They should be punished."
The scholar stamped his feet and said, "Hey, you don't know something about this young master. His family is very wealthy and powerful, so you can't afford to offend him."
Su Jin glared and said, "If you can't offend him, how can you offend us? Who is he?"
The middle-aged scholar hurriedly said: "I don't know about his parents, but I know that he is Lord Xia Song's nephew. He grew up in the Xia Mansion since he was a child. He is famous for being domineering in this area. That's right.
The Kaifeng Prefecture's police officers couldn't do anything to him. Lord Xia Song is an important minister in the court and holds the power of more than 100,000 troops in the northwest. The emperor even paid him three respects, how could he offend him?"
Su Jin was stunned and said: "Xia Song? Could it be Mr. Xia who is the Shaanxi Economic Strategy and Comfort Envoy?"
"Who else is it if it's not him? There are a few other Xia masters in the Song Dynasty." The scholar looked at Su Jin's face and thought, "You know how to be afraid."
As soon as Su Jin heard the name Xia Song, he immediately thought of Xia Siling, who was always worried about her. Her smile and her sad face appeared in his mind. Su Jin subconsciously touched his lips, up and down.
The scar on her lip bitten by Xia Siling has long since healed, but the scar on her lip has healed, but how can she forget the person in her heart.
Yan Biyun was so smart, and she didn't know Su Jin's thoughts. She sighed softly and said, "Brother Su, let's go. We'd better try not to provoke Mr. Xia's nephew."
Su Jin came back to her senses, smiled apologetically at Yan Biyun and said: "That's true, but now that I'm here, I have to listen to a song before leaving. Why don't we ask Miss Xu Dongdong to sing a song for us? It won't be in vain.
Come to Goulan once to listen to music."
Yan Biyun understood that Su Jin was deliberately looking for trouble, but Su Jin decided to stay here. It seemed that he wanted to wait for Mr. Liu to bring his people back for revenge. Maybe he wanted to take this opportunity to see Xia Siling again.
Yan Biyun will not get entangled in this, nor will she refute Su Jin's face in public. As an ancient lady, she knows when to be calm, when to be coquettish, when to restrain, and when to indulge.
; In a situation like this, Yan Biyun will stand by Su Jin's side without hesitation; although a small friction is harmless, it is like a pool of water, although it is a trickle, it will always be filled one day
.
The same is true between people. Small frictions are irrelevant, but the relationship between two people will slowly wear away because of these non-fatal small frictions. One day, unexpected consequences will occur; Yan Biyun certainly cannot
Let this happen.
Everyone moved to sit at the table in front. Although the middle-aged scholar was extremely anxious and hoped that Su Jin and the others would leave quickly, he could not drive them away. He had to worry about bringing the music book over and asking Su Jin to order some music.
The idle people who were here to watch the excitement originally planned to just leave, but it seemed that there was a good show to watch later, so they all dropped down on the bench and eagerly waited for the show to start.
Su Jin threw the song book to Yan Biyun and said, "I'm not very good at it. Brother Yan will order one."
Yan Biyun smiled and said: "Brother Su is too humble, you are the great expert."
Although he said this, he still opened the song book and searched for it. After searching for nothing, he suddenly said to the stage: "Master Xu, I wonder if there is a new song that you can sing?"
Xu Dongdong lowered his eyebrows and bowed with pleasure and said: "I have been playing music since I was a child, so I can't say that I can sing it, but this young master might as well talk about it."
Yan Biyun said: "I heard in Yingtian Mansion that a new comer in the poetry world had written some good poems. I wonder if everyone in Xu has heard about it."
Xu Dongdong's eyes lit up and he said, "Sonnu is too talkative. Is the young master talking about the new Mid-Autumn Festival song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou"?"
Su Jin opened his mouth in surprise and asked, "You also know this poem? It doesn't make sense."
Xu Dongdong smiled slightly and said: "The Nu family heard about it from a friend of the Nu family. This friend of the Nu family was good friends with a student from Yingtian Academy. They met in Yingtian Mansion that day, and while talking, they learned that there was a student in Yingtian Mansion Academy.
A student surnamed Su composed this poem on the Mid-Autumn Festival night, and even composed the music to sing it himself. After hearing this, the friend of the Nu family was very surprised, so he learned the lyrics and music and taught it to the Nu family. The Nu family has never seen it in front of outsiders.
I sang it before.”
Su Jin and Yan Biyun looked at each other and smiled. Needless to say, some of the sworn brothers were showing off outside. Maybe Xu Dongdong's friend was a close friend of her girlfriend. She was a romantic student and hooked up with a singer to have a tryst and sing together.
It's an extremely common thing.
"Then you sing this song. Well... I heard that Mr. Xu and Liu Sanbian are acquaintances. If Liu Qiqing has any new lyrics, he will also order a new one. It will definitely be different if you sing Liu's lyrics from your mouth." Yan Biyun
Smiled.
Xu Dongdong's face turned red, and she bowed slightly: "Yes."
Then she sat down, held the pipa in her arms, and plucked the strings three or two times, and the audience was completely silent.
With the pipa in her hands, Xu Dongdong immediately felt like a different person. From a frightened and shy deer, she immediately transformed into a dignified and elegant lady. Her slender fingers were twirling, and the clear sound of the pipa was like gurgling under her fingers.
The gurgling water flows out, making people relax immediately.
Just after the flowery prelude, the sound of the pipa suddenly turned quiet. At the same time, a voice like the sound of nature floated down from the clouds, and gradually penetrated into the ears of everyone present like mist and smoke.
"When will the bright moon come...take the wine...and ask the sky..."
"I wonder what year it is in the palace in the sky..."
Everyone in the audience fell into a dream, listening to this extraterrestrial sound with fascination. No one made a move or made a sound.
"May we live forever... thousands of miles apart, we can share the beauty of the moon..." The weeping voice gradually disappeared, but the last note still lingered in people's hearts. As the last pipa sound ended, Xu Dongdong stood up, saluted, and quietly stood on the spot.
The audience was silent for ten seconds. Suddenly, there was thunderous applause, applause, cheers, and shouts that resounded through the hook fence. Su Jin nodded and clapped, deeply moved by her superb skills. This person will definitely be a great person in future generations.
A singer at the artist level, it's a pity that fate allowed her to be born a thousand years earlier, and she can only be reduced to a singer here.
"Bonus! Watch and enjoy!" Yan Biyun ordered softly with trembling red lips and a trace of tears in her eyes.
But I heard a pig-like howl from behind: "Oh, you're burning me to death." Then there was a clang, and something seemed to fall to the ground.
Everyone looked back in shock, only to see the tea boy grimacing in pain while covering his hands with pain. A pot of tea was lying on its side on the ground, steaming.
When everyone asked, they burst into laughter. It turned out that the waiter was fascinated by what he heard and was holding the teapot motionless. Only then did he realize that his hands were resting on the teapot. They were already hot and red, so he threw the teapot away.