Daiyu of the Rebirth of the Red Chamber

At the very beginning, Yunjian's strategy was: to get close and chat with the old man who is so beautiful and blessed.With his status as a noble son and his ability to talk with people like a spring breeze, he would never, and would not dare to turn away a passing guest thousands of miles away.When the conversation got deeper, he used various methods to test and understand the beauty's true wishes.If the beauty is really in pain, and money and a little power can solve the problem, Yun Jian will never mind helping her out.

Everyone is very optimistic about Yunjian's plan and his ability to put it into practice.

There was only one problem with the plan as it progressed:

There are no beauties and old men in the restaurant at all.

According to the waiter's information, the old man didn't eat at the restaurant at all, he just booked a room and had the food delivered to the room.

——Oh, by the way, this restaurant also runs an inn.In the beginning, the boss probably thought that the drunk guests in the restaurant should have a room to sleep, so he should open a few rooms by himself, so as not to let the fat water flow into the field of outsiders; Since the guests staying in the hotel have to eat, it is better to open a place to eat by yourself.No matter what the motivation is, in short, since the restaurant opened, it has all meals, drinks and accommodations.

The old man took the beauty and went straight into the room.

When everyone heard the news, the expressions on their faces were: Damn?It's still dark, and you can't wait to bring the beauty into the room?So aren't they now, aren't they...

I can't think about it anymore!

Thinking about it, even a man's blood was racing and he couldn't sit still. He wished he could kick the door open and shouted: "Beast, let go of that beauty, let me come!"

The waiter comforted them very well.Tell them one: It’s okay, it’s okay!At least it's okay now!The mistresses brought in food, drink, and hand towels, and saw the two of them sitting upright, nothing to do!

But after eating...it's hard to say...

After everyone breathed a sigh of relief, they thought about the next question, and their hearts hung up again.A very clever person came up with an idea: "Xiao Er! Can you give him more alcohol so that he will get drunk after drinking it, so he won't drink it tonight?"

Xiao Er was dumbfounded: "This guest officer, how dare you think... this guest officer, are you not afraid that the guest officer will become more chaotic after drinking?"

"That's why I want you to find Lie! Once you swallow it, you immediately fall to the ground. You can't do anything..."

"Guest officer, you are talking about Mongolian sweat medicine."

"Anything will work. Do you have it?"

"Yes, there is... It's not sweat medicine! It's a very strong drinker. Find a strong dish and mix it with this drinker. I guess he won't be able to taste it. If you eat some, you will be drunk... But so what if you knock him down ?” Xiaoer asked.

All eyes turned to Yunjian.

Yun Jian said: "I think you are all insane."

This sentence shows that Yun Jian's mind was normal at that time.But for some reason, Xiao Er still sent that very powerful wine mother into the room.Everyone still urged Yun Jian to go in and inquire about the beauty's life experience and intentions.For some reason... Yun Jian still went.

The old man fell on the bed.Sleep soundly.The beauty was fine, she sat on the side with her forehead held up, just a little drunk, her face flushed pink.It's more like a concubine newly drunk and a begonia drowsy, like a handful of warm jade and its fragrance.Yun Jianwai wanted to ask her.Her eyes were full and brows were slow, and she was too strong to drink, so she was unable to answer normally, and had to wait for him.The old man next to him snorted and turned over.It seemed to be waking up again.Yun Jian had no choice but to say "Offended", pulled up the quilt next to her, and wrapped the beauty up.Put it on your shoulders and take it away.

In the Immortal Pavilion.The geisha have already laid out the mattresses, arranged the brocade tents, baked the charcoal stoves, and decorated the famous incense, waiting for the beauty to arrive.Yun Jian put the quilt aside, opened it, the bright colors reflected in the room, and there was a sound of sucking air in a circle.

It is so beautiful and gorgeous, with a nose like Qiongyao, ears like embellished jade, teeth like braided shells, lips like painted vermilion, and closed eyes like closed butterfly wings.

"What a living baby!" Someone exclaimed.Immediately, someone stared at him, thinking that he was abrupt and beautiful.

The beauty opened her eyes.

Everyone didn't dare to speak anymore, they just waited for the beauty to speak first.

The beauty didn't say a word, she didn't move, and although her eyes were opened, her eyes were still.If I hadn't seen her open her eyelashes just now, I would have thought that she was not a living person, but a jade statue!

Yun Jian stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the beauty.The beauty's eyes didn't change, she was as steadfast as death.

"This..." Someone asked, "Could it be poisoned?"

Xiao Er must have sent in the wine mother.For no reason, who poisoned her?

Yun Jian said again to offend, and tried to raise one of her hands.Her skin is delicate, soft and melting in the hand.Yunjian lifted up two inches, and there was no resistance in her joints, allowing Yunjian to challenge her.As soon as Yun Jian let go, the hand fell down.This person actually looks like a puppet doll with loose strings!

"This, this..." Everyone was dumbfounded.I tossed and turned in my heart, all kinds of mysterious stories I had heard emerged, trying to explain the scene in front of me... The more I thought about it, the colder my heart became!

Yun Jian was courageous, and asked: "Ma'am, do you know your name and where you come from?"

At this question, the beauty's eyes were blank.

Dazed is not blank.

Before, she was completely blank, without a trace of vitality, like a lifeless object.Now, she at least has the meaning of being close to humans, and her eyes have also changed, not outward, but inward.People seem to be able to see her struggling to find the answer in her own mind.The process was painfully difficult, and everyone wanted to help her, but they couldn't help her.

The beauty finally picked up a memory thread in the vast sea: "Oh, I..."

Pull out the thread, and bring out all the seaweed and pearls behind, and the beauty's eyes have more content: "Ben Gong——"

The scene became clear, and she said gracefully: "This palace is the concubine conferred by the Holy Majesty himself, and she is also in charge of the six palaces—"

Everyone present had the urge to kneel down and worship her!

I don't see her putting on airs, but in short, it makes people feel that she is really high and flying in the sky, and it is most appropriate to kneel down and pay homage.

Yun Jian looked at her, and slowly asked: "Then whose daughter are you, and when did you enter the palace?"

The beauty straightened her sleeves in the luxurious posture of a concubine, and answered while thinking: "I am..."

His eyes changed again.

Her whole body became clearer and refined, and her eyes became brighter: "This seat was originally a guest on the cloud, forgetting my feelings and words and forgetting my master. It's not because the elevation is different, but because I want to sacrifice my life."

The four lines of gatha seem to be chanted and sung, and the sound is so loud that people don't know the taste of meat in three months.Everything in the world seems to have nothing to do with her, she is spotless.

"—Then why did you come to the mortal world?" Yun Jian asked again.

"Heh!" The beauty's eyes froze, "It's just because there are so many heroes in the world, and the head is so hard to win. I knew that the vastness was nothing, so what about all kinds of things back then? Saints are immortal and robbers are endless, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!"

But when he saw the beauty, he stood up and made a gesture.She didn't really kill her, but it made people feel that her body was chilling.This small warm pavilion seemed to have become a Rakshasa battlefield, and the red light of the charcoal stove shivered and trembled.

Musicians were more affected.

It's just because the beauty's walking pace and the speed at which she slaps her fingers make them feel very familiar... What is it?

They didn't react until the beauty leaned over the drum held by one of them, took the drumsticks, and beat into rhythm.

They have all received strict musical instrument training, and are familiar with popular songs and rhythms.The rhythm of the beauties should be "Broken".

Propelled by the atmosphere, they all raised their hands and wanted to play music accordingly.But before they could actually play, the beauties changed again.

When they lowered their hands, they still held on for a while, but they were like fluttering capes blown by the wind, without any heroic spirit, as they were blown, they simply became Jiangnan Chunshui's "Three Beautiful Beauty".

The beauty is like the moon, and the wrists are fat. Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists only like the old Jiangnan.

The tune played by the outstanding musician was in harmony with Jincheng and Jincheng's beautiful tones that had never been heard for hundreds of miles around, attracting the people around.

The voice of the beauty may not be so loud, but it does spread far.Those who live in this building and those in the next building can hear it, just like the music falling from the fairy on the moon.

It is said that the former emperor heard the beautiful music floating on the moon in the middle of the night. He followed the sound and went to the courtyard. He saw a fairy hanging a ribbon on the moon and invited him to go up and have a look.He went up to participate in the party all night, and when he came back, he asked his favorite concubine to rehearse "Neon Clothes and Feather Dress Dance".

The dance steps are passed down.The voice on the moon failed to pass down.

Maybe it's just left here.

Among the people admiring meddlesomely, there appeared a middle-aged man, smelling of alcohol all over his body, his brow was covered with sweat, when he saw the beauty, he complained: "Boss Die, you let me Easy to find!"

The music came to a halt just in time.

That beautiful butterfly just finished singing a verse, feeling the heat in the room is unbearable, so it half opened its coat, revealing half of its breast.

Crisp like a snowfield, flat like a snowfield.

At the end of the song, he was sitting.Everything about Jiangnan's beauty faded away from him.He is silent.

So the world was silent.

The middle-aged man broke his identity.He leaned slightly towards the most stunning musician.Musicians are like drunken flowers in the wind, and their winking eyes are like silk.

The beauty put her fingers on her qin and said, "Sanlu."

That's one of the most basic theatrical tunes.Basically, there is hardly any splendor at all.

Musicians play the tune.

The beauty then sang like weeping and complaining: "Skinny and yellowish, you can make a lot of shadows; the clothes are only half a month old, who can do it better."

He's not a woman, he's not even a man.He is just the footsteps of gods and demons left in the world, a legend that surpasses people's hearts.

Yun Jian let out a long breath, and bowed: "Dare to ask the boss's full name?"

"It's just a joke." Die Xiaohua bowed back and said calmly.

From that moment on, Die Xiaohua's reputation resounded throughout Jincheng and the surrounding cities. L