Bring The System To Datang

Chapter 81-A Song with Jun Xiao Hongchen

It’s night, Pingkangfang.

The fifty women who hurried back from Li Yi Zhuangzi, several women Qingwu, and others waited for the soundtrack.

“Hong Chen is so ridiculous, infatuation is the most boring, and everything is arrogant.” The dancer slowly stretched her sleeves, her body swinging like a willow.

“This life is not over, but my heart is no longer disturbed. I just want to get a half-life happy.” The beautiful woman folded her waist, stepped on the lotus step, and moved around.

“Laugh at people when you wake up, forget everything in your dreams, and sigh that it’s getting dark too early.” The pretty face looked down and looked down.

“The next life is unpredictable, love and hate are wiped out, I just want to be happy until I am old.” The girls turned like a butterfly, their faces were soft and there were tears in their eyes.

“No matter how cold the wind is, I don’t want to run away. No matter how beautiful the flowers are, I don’t want them. Let me sway~~~~” The dancer’s movements suddenly increased, and more musical instruments joined in.

Countless people watching were immediately upset and stood up one after another.

“The higher the sky, the smaller the heart. Regardless of how much Karma is, I get drunk alone~~~” The dancer was laughing, laughing pitifully.

“Cry today, laugh tomorrow, I don’t want anyone to understand, I am proud~~~” The dancer’s chest stood up, and she looked proud.

“Singing is singing, dancing is dancing, and the night is long and dawn will find happiness…” More musical instruments were added in, and the dancers moved back to look back, wanting to talk.

The person who stood up was silly at the moment, what tune? Why is this happening?

Combining a kind of softness and rigidity, charming with stubbornness, and unyielding under the pressure of red dust, a woman’s heart and appearance are vividly displayed.

“There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent. Smile to the city, and then laugh to the country. Wouldn’t you know the city and the country? The beautiful woman is rare!” Someone remembered this poem and recited it.

“Yes, it is the beautiful woman who is peerless and independent. This song is feminine and fortitude.” Others exclaimed and echoed.

“I have never heard such a tune, but why is it so touching?”

“What kind of drum is the soundtrack? It makes people tremble at once.”

“After the flute was sung in front, it appeared slowly. It was so comfortable.”

“Who wrote the music? I want to know.”

“The words are also good, when that pride sang out, my heart was drunk.”

Many people were talking, and then throwing things up, there were gold nuggets inside, wrapped in silk kerchiefs, with a note in the middle, leaving the name and address.

It’s more about throwing cloth, what kind of silk, satin, and yarn.

Just as Bai Juyi wrote in Pipa’s line, “A song of red silk is unknown to count”, red silk is actually money, which is much more expensive than ordinary silk silk. Throw it up.

Everyone who led the dancers and sang before thanked them, and said: “This song is called Xiao Hongchen, and the lyrics and music are all gifted by the host Li Yi Li on the banks of the Bashui River in the east of the city. I will go back tomorrow, and those who are destined will enjoy it tonight.”

A lot of people below retreat, can’t afford to play, a total of rewards, fifty everyone, how much money do you need to order?

And they don’t accompany them, they just sing, dance, and chat.

But they do not leave, to see who has the money.

“Who is Li Yi? I’m not convinced!” a newcomer shouted.

“The Li Yi Li proprietor of the Three-Character Classic.” Someone told.

“A drop of Li Dongzhu who can hardly find the fragrance of soy sauce.”

“The smelly and fragrant Li proprietor is everywhere.”

“Hundred boiled bastard eggs.”

“Flowing water is falling, flowers and spring are gone, heaven and earth.”

Everyone was very enthusiastic, and told the newcomer who was Li Yi Li, who was the host of Li Yi Li, but he was known as Rivers and Lakes.

“The third brother, Yi brother is crazy.” Li Chengqi, who was also in the crowd, said to Li Longji.

Queen Wang was also there, covering her mouth and smiling, blinking her big eyes.

She ran out with Li Longji, saying that she was going to the heaven and earth to eat, but felt that it was not lively enough, so she ran to Pingkangfang.

Li Longji leaned on her. She slept enough during the day anyway. Brother Yi said to keep a good mood, then take a stroll.

As a result, when I encountered this incident, I laughed at Hong Chen, and really laughed at Hong Chen.

“The third brother, I bet, I will ask Brother Yi, and Brother Yi will definitely say that he did not do it, but that he copied someone else.” Li Chengqi said with a smile.

Queen Wang nodded: “That’s right, killed and buried again.”

Li Longji smiled, he is very familiar with music, and he has to admit that the tune and lyrics are good.

He smiled, and said: “I never thought that Brother Yi still has this kind of elegance. It must be the end of the planting of the land, and all that should be harvested.”

The Queen and Queen laughed again, and just planted any land. Uncle has a heart that is unwilling to farm.

“San Lang, if this song is written for a price, how much is it worth?” Queen Wang asked Li Longji’s hand without hesitation.

No one else is pulling it anymore. There are too many holdings and arms around. This is Pingkangfang.

“If Yidi makes it, Wan Ling is not available.” Li Longji gave a vague price.

It depends on who did it. Brother Yi is not short of money and asks him to do it. It depends on whether he wants to do it or not.

At this time in the Tang Dynasty, poems and fus were also considered currency, and they could be exchanged for things directly and sold for money.

Just like Li Yi’s time, good lyrics and music are sold for money, and then the soundtrack is also money.

But the difference is that now poems can be directly traded, buy a big fat pig, write a poem, the seller of the pig asks someone if it is good, and if it is good, he agrees.

Then this poem belongs to the pig seller. It can be used to show off. I bought it and wrote it specifically for me. When I say this poem, I will have my name.

If the restaurant is eating, the owner sees a group of people chanting poems there, and feels that the level is high. If you ask for a poem, the meal will be waived, and sometimes you have to pay.

The higher the status, the higher the price.

For example, a certain official of Li Yi at the time wrote: Today, I come to eat, the food is very good, I, like…

A poem written in pear blossom style, free of bills, money, good poetry, good literary talent.

If you don’t have a little reputation, tell your boss, I’ll write you this: Three points of autumn water and seven points of color, half a lake with mist and rain and half a lake with sorrow.

The boss slapped him over, what kind of shit, crazy? Demon stunned? Take the money, or call the police.

Today’s Datang is not. If a high official dare to write a pear-shaped body, he will be impeached tomorrow. What about making trouble with me? You can not wanting face, but I have to live.

“Study Little Sister, do you sell this song?” Everyone who has Nanqu is now discussing with the leaders of fifty women, wanting to buy it.

The leader of the woman shook her head: “Sha Big sis, it’s not sold, it was written by Dongzhu Li for our sisters hard.”

The woman who wanted to buy left regrettably, knowing that everyone was a Nanqu, and it was nothing to do.

Looking at the middle tune, I want to refill the lyrics with the tune.

Beiqu: Let’s take a look. We don’t compete with lyrics and music. Our little Big sis is to help the little brothers go to bed and get a good night’s sleep.

Li Yi didn’t know the things in Pingkangfang, so he went to sleep with peace of mind.

Then I had nightmares and woke up in the middle of the night with a cold sweat, which was uncomfortable.

How do you say that feeling? There are so many negative emotions, the more you think about it, the more upset you are.

Depressed, he put on his clothes, held a trumpet, and went outside the camp where Yulin Feiqi built.

The night was cool, but the moon was so bright that it suppressed the light of the stars.

After walking a certain distance, he cats his waist, puts his feet lightly, and then…

Seeing the soldiers on patrol, the soldiers also saw him, he gestured, and the soldiers nodded helplessly.

Then he shouted into the loudspeaker: “Enemy attack~~”

The whole camp… is silent, as if he hadn’t shouted.

The sentry shrugged, meaning that Dongzhu Li, you rushed to the camp to try?

Li Yi shook his head, I’m stupid, I’m all ready over there.

However, he was very satisfied with the results of own training, so that was right, even in the event of a sudden attack, the camp was still quiet.

He believed that the people inside were all awake and got the weapon beside him.

This is a conditioned reflex. The training of the devil is not a joke.

“It’s okay, I just have an itchy throat, just yell it, I’m going back.” Li Yi chose to retreat.

“Dong Master Li, go slowly,” the sentry said, and then the secret whistle followed up from the side and signaled to Li Yi that everyone was well.