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The exquisite venue is on the stage with a curtain hanging. Before anyone comes out, the audience is already crowded, which shows that it is famous.

The venue was intentionally dark, with only the candles that covered it emitting warm light. A veil hung from the ceiling, and begonia flowers were embroidered with beads and silver threads all over the tent. When the wind blew, it was like a phantom sea falling into the clouds, and the atmosphere was It's a bit ambiguous, and the men who come to see Linglong can't wait to see her. It can be said that they are manipulated by Yihongguan's tricks.

A few people bought good "tickets" and were seated in the front and center. Incense was lit on the stage.

At this time, the sound of harp and harp suddenly floated down from the high platform, melodious and clear, like a mountain spring playing in the green mountains; free and unrestrained, like the majesty of the willow branches floating by, soft and beautiful, like the colorful butterflies flying among the flowers, and I feel cold and noble, like a red plum among the dancing snow. . . . . .

Sometimes the sound of the piano is as high as clouds, and the sound of the piano is as low as a whisper; sometimes the sound of the piano is as misty as silk in the wind; sometimes the sound of the piano is as calm as the rustling pines on the cliff; sometimes the sound of the piano is exciting, and sometimes the sound of the piano is empty.

When the harp and the harp separate and merge, they flow as smoothly as a river flowing into the sea, and when they merge, they move as fluidly as a shallow stream divides rocks.

The big strings are really noisy like the rain, the small strings are like whispers, the strings are noisy and mixed, and the big and small beads are falling on the jade plate.

The curtain slowly opened, and a woman was seen sitting on a sandalwood chair, wearing a light blue printed chest-length skirt, with wide sleeves and intricate patterns embroidered with silver thread on the chest, and a string of Tibetan silver hanging from her waist. The bells make tinkling sounds from time to time, the moon-white peonies at the corners of the skirt are lifelike, and the lavender silk is dancing in the wind.

Three carved white jade hairpins tied the waist-length black hair into a flying fairy bun. It was only slightly embellished with a butterfly tassel hairpin and some silver ornaments. A jade hand gently placed a light pink peony on the hair, folding the slender waist. Slight steps, bright wrists on the veil.

An oval face made up of pink makeup and jade is full of dignity and beauty, a pair of clear phoenix eyes that are as clear as water are captivating, and the eyes are full of spring water, and the smooth forehead is dotted with elegant and fresh pear blossom makeup to add a bit of playfulness. With a faint smile.

Although the woman is not charming and enchanting, she is like this pear-white mandala. She is so beautiful that it makes people addicted. She is fragrant and tender, more delicate than flowers, her fingers are like peeling onions, and her mouth is like containing vermilion, every frown and smile. Touching the heart and soul.

"Linglong girl! Linglong girl!" The song was about to break, and everyone was enthusiastic. There were many expensive silks and some exquisite hairpins. They were all thrown onto the stage, and the round and beautiful jade beads covered the stage. Many even rolled off the stage and made a crisp sound when they fell to the ground.

"The young people in Wuling are fighting for their heads, and they can't count the number of red silk songs." This is really not an exaggeration.

The exquisite girl smiled shyly, making the men who were already fascinated by the sun scream excitedly.

"She is so beautiful." Liu Siyue's eyes were bright.

At this moment, the madam twisted her waist and came up. The old madam at Yihong Pavilion was not the kind who applied white powder and had a matchmaker's mole on her face. The old madam was also an overachiever when she was young. She was proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Later, when he got older and did not leave, and because of his outstanding ability, he stayed and took over the position of the previous madam.

She is a great beauty who still has charm. Her eyes are like hooks, making people feel itchy to look at her.

"Linglong is the number one card of our Yihong Pavilion. This scenery is achieved by relying on all the gentlemen. Today, in addition to Miss Linglong's pipa song, our Yihong Pavilion decided to take this opportunity to auction off Miss Linglong's first night... ..."

There was an uproar in the audience, and many wealthy people were already rubbing their hands in excitement.

Linglong smiled and said nothing, with an imperceptible sadness flashing across her eyes. She looked at the hustle and bustle in the audience, but felt lonely in her heart - their excitement seemed to have nothing to do with her.

"Liu Sinian, is this what you call listening to music?!" Liu Siyue stared at Liu Sinian.

Liu Sinian is famous for his romantic affairs, and he is the guest of many leading courtesans. Naturally, Linglong, the female school secretary, also knows him (Liu Sinian's romantic affairs are not physical!!! He and the girl are just chatting, having fun, not The kind who will stop for any beauty—hey, this seems a bit like Chu Liuxiang.)

But he really didn’t know this! ! !

Faced with his sister's questioning gaze and the strange gazes from the other two people, Liu Sinian was really wet and wet - it was either shit or shit.

Liu Sinian pretended to be calm: "I really don't know about the auction, but it's true that I heard the music. Just tell me whether you heard it or not."

Liu Siyue snorted, letting her brother go, and looked at Linglong worriedly.

"But Miss Linglong is too miserable. What if she is photographed by someone with a fat belly?"

"What can we do? This is the rule of Yihong Hall."

"How about we take a picture of Linglong?" Liu Siyue wanted to help.

Liang Jinyu thought this child was naive.

"This is a picture of Chu Ye who is not a human being. It is probably because Linglong's value is over. After Chu Ye's auction, she may not be the number one. She will be arranged by Yihong Hall to pick up customers until she redeems herself, or Yihong Hall squeezes her out - —We can save it for a while, but not for the rest of our lives.”

Moreover, after taking photos of the first night and buying people, Yihongguan didn’t know what to do in order to make a fortune. Liang Jinyu was very self-aware. He was not a kind-hearted person who would spend money to buy things that were not worth it. .

Linglong is very pitiful, he doesn't deny it, but in Yihong Pavilion alone, there are many people like her. Some people don't even have a chance to be known, and they die in the corner without ever having a chance to shine. Who can be pitiful? Just save him, he can't be saved.

The real way is to solve the problem at the source and reduce the appearance of people like Linglong, but this is not within the Huai Kingdom, and Liang Jinyu really doesn't have the leisure to extend his hands to other people's territory.

Liu Siyue's throat was sore, but he couldn't say anything. Liu Sinian sighed and asked his sister if she wanted to go back. The little girl shook her head.

"Let's see again." There was hope in her eyes. The little girl who had been well protected by her father and brother saw the dark corner of the world, but she still looked forward to the appearance of a hero with auspicious clouds.

(One tael is about 5500-6000 today. One tael of silver can be exchanged for 1000 copper coins, and 1 tael ≈ 6 yuan. (This seems to be the case in the Tang Dynasty. I simply looked up the information, but it may not be accurate.) This is based on Dream of Red Mansions. My wife earns 20 taels per month, which is almost the same. They are relatives of the emperor, so those who casually have thousands of taels of silver really need to be scrutinized.)