Come to The Peak

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The yellow airship turned into a yellow streamer passing over Weidu, while a figure sat at the window position on the third floor of a tea house and watched the streamer pass through the sky.

This is a young man in a black robe, with bright eyes, carrying a long black sheathed knife, and a cat-sized white beast under his feet.

This person is Luo Yu after Yi Rong was dressed up.

"They're gone, I have to start acting"

Luo Yu drank a cup of tea and paid money and walked out of the tea house.

Tingyin Pavilion, a five-story classical building, Wei has a well-known place, is a famous song kiln.

You can hear the pleasing sound of piano or flute from the listening hall on the street.

Many noble sons in Weidu, or some people who like elegance, often gather in the listening hall.

Here are the most beautiful women singing, the most famous musicians, and the most graceful dancing.

However, this place is different from the normal Fengyue place. Although the women here are beautiful, they do not sell themselves.

No one dared to use strong here, because the background of the owner behind this listening hall is also no small matter.

The owner of Tingyin Pavilion was a mermaid woman, but no one dared to fight the idea of ​​this mermaid woman.

In the ballroom on the fifth floor, a group of women in white dresses are dancing here. The dancing posture is soft and beautiful, and the beautiful piano sounds like Yaochi fairyland.

This fifth floor is not for ordinary people to come. The entrance fee alone costs 100 yuan. Ordinary people ca n’t afford it.

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There were a group of spectators sitting around the wine table, mostly dressed as a handsome boy, while a woman was sitting in the center of the ballroom with ten fingers.

The woman was dressed in a plain white palace dress, her skin was victorious, her eyes were like a stream of clear water, and she had a clear and elegant temperament when she looked forward.

Ding ... Ding ... Ding ... Ding ...

The delicate and delicate jade hand twitched on the jade piano, and the notes played were like the clear spring jingle in the mountains, and like the spring breeze of March, they were blown to the heart, which could heal the wounds in the heart.

The sound of the piano around the beam is really like the sound of nature.

At the end of the song, the sound of the piano still echoed in the hearts of everyone, and he did not want to dissipate for a long time.

Poppy poppy ...

After a long time, the Quartet guests applauded, and the dancing dancers also retreated.

"Okay, a good stream of clear springs and streams, but the same song, the wonderful girl, has a different mood."

"Well, it is worthy to be the first talented woman in Tingyin Ge. The girl ’s piano art has reached a state of harmony between heaven and man."

There was a burst of applause from the surrounding guests.

Several beautiful women in white were walking around the guests' seats with a jade plate, and many guests took out a few pieces of medium-grade yuan stones and placed them in the women's jade plate.

Someone put Yuan Shi, and those women would bow down to a gift, and walk towards others with a sweet smile.

They are all nobles who come here, so naturally they are not short of money.

When a pretty woman walked to a handsome young man in a black robe sitting alone in a corner, the young man also pulled out a stone.

However, this Yuanshi is flaming and crystal clear. There are three textures on it, which emit a lot of energy and are much stronger than ordinary Zhongyuan Yuanshi. It is a top grade Yuanshi.

A top-grade yuan stone is worth a hundred medium-grade yuan stones, and a thousand low-grade yuan stones are a great reward.

The beautiful woman showed a hint of surprise, and then saluted the youth.

"Thank you, son ..."

"Ha ha, girl polite!"

The young man smiled indifferently and had a very gentle attitude. The woman glanced at the young man more and bit her lip and said softly: "If the son is willing, he can go to the fifth floor room tonight"

The woman blushed and looked at the youth after speaking.

The young man heard the words for a while, and then showed a touch of solitude. Although this listening music court said that the women are not in business, but if there are customers who make women love, they can still spend the Spring Festival.

To put it bluntly, this is all voluntary.

"Oh, sorry, thank you for your kindness"

Said the young man in black robes apologizing.

"Oh ... that disturbs the boy"

The woman glanced at the youth with a resentful glance, and seemed to blame him for not understanding the style, and then slowly left with the jade pan, and Lianbu shifted slightly to leave a fragrant wind.

The young man in the black robe touched his nose and revealed a bit of bitter smile, this person is naturally Luo Yu after Yi Ronghou.

Each has his own way of life. Although he does not discriminate against these women, he is not here to seek pleasure.

After these women walked around for a while, the field calmed down, and everyone seemed to be waiting for something.

At this time, the beautiful girl in white in the center of the beautiful girl in a white dress, Zhu Lips, opened her mouth slightly and said, "Then we have reached the last link today.

Miaoyin will write a question later. If there is a son who is satisfied with Miaoyin, he has the opportunity to let Miaoyin play a song for him alone. "

The voice of this woman in white is very nice, just like its name, wonderful sound.

"Okay, girl Miaoyin, let's just say it, that's what we are waiting for."

"Haha ... Yeah, wonderful girl, I didn't solve your couplet last time, this time I have to solve your topic."

There was a burst of chatter and laughter from the surrounding guests.

The girl Miaoyin smiled slightly and said, "That's all right,

A red dust of love, the way the world wishes.

This is a poem written by Miaoyin, but I can't think hard about it. If the son can complete the poem to make Miaoyin satisfied, even if he passes today's title.

"A red dust love, the way the world wishes!"

"Good poem, um, let me think ..."

As soon as the title of this essay came out, some people immediately talked about it, but more of them still looked down and thought.

"Ah, yes, girl Miaoyin, what do you think of this song?"

Suddenly a young man in a blue shirt laughed:

"A red dust love,

The word fulfills the wishes of the world.

Thousands of tunes,

Thinking hard for beauty. "

"Thousands of gold listen to the piano and think hard about it! Good, right!"

As soon as the poem was published, it immediately aroused a good deal of praise, and everyone immediately looked at the girl.

"Thousands of gold listen to the piano and think hard about the beauty ..."

After listening to the wonderful voice of the woman in white, Dai's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she seemed to be thinking.

After a while, Miaoyin laughed: "Although the son's poems are right, they are based on the scenes present, and the people present knew that the unexpected ones did not understand their meaning."

By saying so, she meant rejecting the T-shirtmaker.

"This…"

Suddenly the blue shirt man was speechless.

"The girl with that wonderful sound, listen to me ..."

"How does the wonderful girl listen to this song?"

After the blue shirt men's poems were rejected, many people suddenly said their own poems.

On this floor there is an elegant private dining room where you can see all the scenes below.

In the private room, a handsome young man in a white robe, with staring eyes and staring eyes, with a daring nose is sitting in the private room and drinking.

Behind him was a burly man wearing a yellow military robe, standing with his chest on his chest.

A beautiful woman in white kept drinking to the youth, and the young man drank one after another, a hint of frowning between his eyebrows.

"A love affair with red dust, the best wishes of the world ... hehe, this wonderful sound ..."

The young man also shakes the wine glass with a smile when he hears the poem of Miaoyin.

"His Royal Highness, why, are you in a mood for Wen today?" The woman beside said softly.

"Mood? Hehe, he's almost stepped up to heaven, where can I be in any mood?"

The white robe youth laughed bitterly, shook his head and drank the wine from the glass.

"Is there another son to try?"

After a long time, everyone also knew a lot of the following, but did not satisfy Miaoyin.

"Girl Miaoyin, we really don't know what context you need in your heart, it's not right."

People around laughed bitterly and said that others had agreed.

Miaoyin smiled without saying a word, but looked up at the private room upstairs, and there was a hint of worry in Mei Mei's eyes.

"Oh, let me try ..."

At this moment there was a soft laugh from the corner. A handsome, black robe youth came up with a white jade jug.

"Oh, this boy has text?" Miaoyin asked with a smile.

Luo Yu smiled slightly, a pair of eyes looked at the same, then drank, "The girl who is not right is not smiling,

A Red Dust Love,

The word fulfills the wishes of the world.

World fame and fortune,

Why drink wine to worry. "

Luo Yu took a sip of wine after speaking.

As soon as the poem came out, she immediately became quiet, and a touch of surprise appeared in her wonderful eyes. Luo Yu's poem was completely in line with what she thought.

"The world is fame and fortune, why drink wine to worry ...!"

The hand of the young man in the white robe in the upper bread room was a meal. He kept pondering the poem, and became silent. After a moment, he looked surprised.

"Haha, world fame and fortune, why drink wine to worry, good poetry, yes, since I have missed that position, why should I keep immersed in this matter"

The white robe youth laughed suddenly, it seemed that the sorrow in his heart had spread a lot.

The woman in white next to him was so surprised to see the white robe youth,

"Wonderful word, please invite the person who confronts the poem below"

The young man in white robe said to the woman in white.

"Your Highness"

The woman retreated afterwards.

"How is it, Girl Miaoyin, is this deserving of the girl's heart?"

Luo Yu asked with a smile.

"The son is good at literary talents. It ’s a good thing for the world to fame. Why do n’t you drink wine to relax your worries. Today's article is passed by the son. Later, Miaoyin will play a song for the son alone."

Miaoyin smiled softly, and Luo Yu's smile gave Luo Yu a slight stagnation.

"I don't know which son just came out with a wonderful poem. Would my son please?"

Then suddenly came over a woman who looked similar to Miaoyin and asked.

"Ah, it's the master of the punchline!"

Everyone else saw the woman with a hint of surprise.

This woman is the whisper of Ting Yin Ge.

"Sister, Your Highness wants to see him?" Miaoyin showed a hint of doubt.

Whispering smile and nodded.

"Oh, since there is a guest invitation, I will see you naturally, girl, please show me the way"

Luo Yu glanced upstairs and smiled at the punchline.

"My son please!"

The punch line leads Luo Yu in front of him.