Playing the piano in one of the crossings is like a different person

The music sounded, and the dancers danced one after another. Their graceful figures, beautiful faces, singing voices that hesitate to speak, and boneless dancing postures are all sharp weapons to attract men's attention.

Fu Ningyu watched the singing and dancing, and picked up a chopstick and knocked on the bowl boredly, making a crisp "bouncing" sound, which was especially harsh on this occasion of light singing and dancing, "Is this the best dancer of the dance director?"

The woman following Fu Ningyu heard the words and stepped forward, "I don't know what kind of dance the servant wants?"

"Sword dance." Fu Ningyu threw the chopsticks aside and said crisply.

"Please wait a moment, waiter." The woman nodded respectfully, waved all the dancers on the field to go down, went to the musician and said a few words, and then left.

Fu Ningyu poured herself a jug of wine and waited with great interest.

"Zheng—" the pipa sounded.

"Boom!" The drum sounded.

"Boom boom boom boom boom!" The continuous sound of drums continued.

A woman in red with a sword suddenly fell from the sky.The moonlight shone on the cold sword, and the sword light was cold and cold.However, the red dress shone on the woman is even more enthusiastic, like a burning fire, warm, galloping, full of vigor and vitality.Cold and hot, as if water and fire are incompatible, but so harmonious.The soft figure and cold swordsmanship seem to run in opposite directions, but they lead to the same goal by different routes.

From Fu Ningyu's point of view, this sword dance cannot be said to be bad.It's a pity... Fu Ningyu drank the wine in the glass, and then threw the wine glass on the ground, "Bang!" The sound of the water glass being smashed into pieces spread in all directions, and the singing and dancing stopped.

"Is the minister alright?" the woman in red with a sword on the stage said respectfully.

Only then did Fu Ningyu see clearly that this woman was the person who had been following him just now, and she was also the director of the dance director.Unexpectedly, the real person did not show his face, Fu Ningyu bent his lips, "It's nothing." Then he got up and left.

"Master, this—" someone beside him asked the woman in red.They all knew that Fu Ningyu had chosen the banquet song and dance for this reception. He obviously came here to choose a dancer, but now...

"It's okay." The woman shook her head, "Go down."

The dance supervisors dispersed one after another, leaving only the woman standing there, looking thoughtfully at the direction Fu Ningyu was going away.

Fu Ningyu walked out of the dance supervisor with a smile, thinking of the sword dance, she couldn't help feeling a little pity.However, if you want to slap the face more thoroughly, you can't use the dancer from the Ministry of Rites. This time, it's just a formality, and the ending is already doomed.If you want to fight, you will get swollen. He is not a soft-hearted person.As for who?Everyone in Mengzhu has been famous for a long time.Fu Ningyu smiled and strode forward.

"Rumengfang" Fu Ningyu looked at the three big characters on the plaque and smiled.Rumengfang is a brothel, a brothel that attracts countless vagabonds.Different from ordinary brothels, the women inside are not only beautiful in their own way, but also have their own strengths, and some of them can even be called everyone.At the same time, it is also different from other art buildings, the women inside, even everyone, as long as you pay a high enough price, you can enjoy it.

Of course, the more people there are, the higher the price will be.The two masters of Rumengfang——Han Meixin with "a little mole on the center of the eyebrows, gorgeous cinnabar blood" and Gong Mengzhu with "a figure like bamboo, don't bend your waist", because the price is too high, no one has been able to enter the curtain so far. .

Fu Ningyu came to find Gong Mengzhu.Stepping into Rumengfang, ignoring the Yingge Yanwu around him, she went directly to the old bustard, "I'm looking for Master Mengzhu."

The old bustard smiled and rolled his eyes, "There is no performance by Master Mengzhu today, and our Master Mengzhu is not so easy to see."

Fu Ningyu directly threw a piece of gold into his arms, and the old bustard smiled into a line, "Everyone in Mengzhu is resting today, and I can just spare an hour for the young master. Please, young master."

The old bustard walked gracefully in front of Fu Ningyu, and led Fu Ningyu to a courtyard near the water. There were two beautiful words "Bamboo Dream" on the courtyard, and green bamboos could be seen from outside the courtyard.

"My lord, I just brought you here. As for whether you can go in or not, that's up to you." The old bustard covered her mouth and smiled, then walked away gracefully.

Fu Ningyu raised his eyebrows, pushed the door open and entered.Along the path paved with bluestone slabs, I saw Gong Mengzhu in green clothes dancing among the bamboos.

The woman is dressed in green clothes, her fingers are twisting and twisting, her figure is ups and downs, she seems to be aware of the approaching person, her beautiful eyes lightly sweep, revealing a soul-stirring charm, like a seductive green snake transformed into a seductive charm.

Fu Ningyu stood still, watching the dance with admiration.Gong Mengzhu didn't stop, she looked away, and continued her dance as if there was no one else.

After a dance, Gong Mengzhu stopped.The woman in Tsing Yi who stood still and recovered her breath, not only lost the thrilling charm when she danced, but appeared indifferent and elegant, with a temperament like bamboo.

"You can go." Gong Mengzhu said lightly.

"But I haven't done anything yet, and I haven't said anything." Fu Ningyu raised her eyebrows.

"You watched a dance." Gong Mengzhu looked at Fu Ningyu. A dance by Mengzhu and everyone is worth thousands of dollars, let alone performed by one person alone.When the old bustard brought him here, he didn't know that Gong Mengzhu was dancing.He could have a few words with Gong Mengzhu, but he saw this dance, so the opportunity to talk was gone, and he had to leave immediately.

"As expected of everyone." Fu Ningyu understood what she meant and smiled, "What if I don't leave?"

Gong Mengzhu glanced at him indifferently and went straight back to the room without saying a word.Fu Ningyu wanted to follow, but stopped the moment she stepped on the threshold.

He scanned the courtyard, the attic on the lake, the corridors circled, so elegant.It's a pity that there are so many organs, I'm afraid that once you enter, you won't be able to leave.

"If the young master comes in, I'm afraid he won't be able to leave." Gong Mengzhu's faint voice came.

Fu Ningyu has also heard that those who dared to be strong in Rumengfang failed to go out in the end, and those who went out paid the price.As for the price - during the period when someone is caught, there will always be a new oiran, and if that person goes out, that oiran will naturally disappear.

"Everyone in Mengzhu is really a good person." There was obvious irony in Fu Ningyu's words.If he had just walked in, he might not have heard this reminder.

"Everyone should pay the price for their actions. As for the fate of those people, what does it matter to me?" Gong Mengzhu replied indifferently.

Fu Ningyu smiled, interesting, really interesting.No wonder everyone in Mengzhu can attract the support of countless people.Leaning against the door, he lazily said,

"I want to ask everyone in Mengzhu to perform, but I don't know if everyone in Mengzhu can do it?"

"One dance costs 100 taels of gold." Gong Mengzhu didn't mind his questioning tone, and still replied lightly.

Fu Ningyu finally understood why so many people couldn't ask for Gong Mengzhu. A dance cost such an expensive price. If they had a taste of it, what a sky-high price it would be.

"I heard Mengzhu has another rule?" Fu Ningyu leaned against the door and talked about the deal with her, "If there is a song that can impress you, you can dance for free?" Asking him to spend so much money It's impossible, working for the Ministry of Rites will cost the Ministry of Rites' money.

"I brought the music score, I wonder if everyone in Mengzhu can take a look at it." Fu Ningyu said with a smile.

"Play." Gong Mengzhu said a word briefly.

"Here is the sheet music, whether it is good or bad, you can tell it at a glance, why should I play it?" Fu Ningyu raised his eyebrows.

"If the composer is not good at playing the piano, how can I trust him to compose good music." Gong Mengzhu turned over a page of the piano score in his hand, with no intention of going out at all.

"What if the score is not written by me?"

"Then go find the composer."

Fu Ningyu felt that literati just had too many things to do, so let Fu Siqin come next time.Changing the subject, "I would like to invite everyone from Meixin to play this piece. I wonder if everyone from Mengzhu can recommend it for you?"

Gong Mengzhu's hand flipping through the book paused, but he didn't speak.

Fu Ningyu waited for a long time without responding, and knew that this meant seeing off the guests, "Then we will see you next time."

The room was still silent, no sound came.

Fu Ningyu turned and left Zhumengju.But he didn't leave Rumengfang, but just found a private room, where he listened to the piano and returned to Zhenguo Duke's mansion at night.

"Do you want everyone from Zhumeng to perform?" Xiao Yi asked him while sitting in the courtyard as soon as he returned to his room.

"Everyone in Bamboo Dream dances, and everyone in Meixin plays the piano." Fu Ningyu put the score on the stone table.

"It's done?"

"No."

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows.

"She insisted on letting me play the piano on the spot." Fu Ningyu was helpless.

"This song is not difficult." Xiao Yi was puzzled, he and Fu Siqin had tried this song together, and it was indeed not difficult.

Fu Ningyu felt even more helpless in her heart, but her smile remained unchanged. She waved her hand and walked towards the room.There was the sound of a secret room switch in the room.

Xiao Yi picked up the piano score and glanced at it, thinking softly, "It's not difficult."

After a while, Fu Siqin came out and saw Fu Ningyu muttering alone in the courtyard, "What are you muttering about?"

"Fu Ningyu went to see everyone in Mengzhu today." Xiao Yi raised his head.

Fu Siqin smiled, "I know. I'll go there tomorrow."

"Why? It's something that can be done today." Xiao Yi was still thinking about it, but suddenly he had a flash of inspiration and made a malicious smile, "He can't be, can't he." The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it should be In this way, it's just that Fu Siqin was good at the piano before, so he didn't think of going there for a while.

Fu Siqin shook his head, not knowing whether it was true or not.After all, there are many things that Fu Ningyu doesn't know if he doesn't tell them.

Turning his eyes, Xiao Yi suddenly laughed, "You wait for me here, I'll ask Uncle Fu, he must know." Then he rushed out.

Fu Siqin laughed, Fang Ge's gossip temperament, in modern times, should be good material for being a paparazzi.Looking at the pile of story books at hand, he randomly picked up one and read it with relish.Fortunately, his classical Chinese is not bad, and these scripts can barely be used as novels.

After finishing the book, Xiao Yi still hasn't come back.Fu Siqin put down the notebook in his hand and went out to look for him.

In the courtyard, Uncle Fu and Xiao Yi sat together, talking and listening to each other. Against the starlight all over the sky, there was a kind of tranquility that people didn't want to disturb.

Fu Siqin stood quietly at the door holding a lantern.

Xiao Yizheng listened with relish, glanced casually, saw Fu Siqin standing at the door, and immediately stood up.

Uncle Fu looked at the door, saw Fu Siqin, and said with a smile, "The prince is here to pick up the concubine? That's right, it's getting late, and it's time to go to bed." Then he looked at Xiao Yi, and said with a smile, "We Let’s talk about it another day.”

on the way back.

Xiao Yi smiled and said, "Uncle Fu told me that Fu Ningyu didn't like playing the piano when he was young. For this matter, I don’t know how many jokes have been made..."

Fu Siqin held the lantern and listened with a smile.

When Xiao Yi talked about being happy, he couldn't help laughing.

The two walked all the way, the lights flickering, and laughter.

The author has something to say:

In fact, this is a foreshadowing.