The beautiful window is slightly hidden, and the new pond is thin and delicate.

Yueyi Tower is built by the water, and is located between the Lidefang complex, like a crane stands out from the flock of chickens.

From a distance, I saw flowers and trees facing the sun, towers and towers near the water, and the heights were swaying, and the glory was reflected in the interest.

There are also floating guests coming and going, leaning against the red and snuggling in the green; the host and guests come together to enjoy the wine. The sing and dancing are peaceful, and the scene is full of beauty.

Yang Chaoxi followed Du Shazhou, the "old monster of white camel", and opened his mouth and walked towards the "Yueyi Tower". Everything he saw in front of him was beyond his sight; everything he could see was in everything he could see!

Then a hint of uneasiness, shame, panic and rejection, as well as curiosity and expectation that were completely opposite to it. In a nutshell, it was so conflicting that it was impossible to add up.

The war between heaven and earth was in his mind, and he was afraid of a few similar bellies and pink and fragrant jade balls, surrounded him one by one. The gauze was thin, the jade fingers were slender, and the white arms like pink lotus roots were hooked up like a python. The giggle of "hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe

"Young man~~ Are you here to have a drink? Huh! Sister has the best 'condenser' here!"

"Young man must be tired and tired, and the journey is exhausted. I want to come here to have a safe sleep! My sister's elegant house is the most quiet, just to make your man fall asleep, giggle!"

"Little husband! Don't listen to them talking... My sister has all the pipa, guizheng, qin, and flute. How about it? How about becoming a soulmate with me? Hahahaha!"

"Little Langjun, I am the Uighur princess of my family. I don't want to wander in the Middle Earth. I am the best at dancing the 'Hu Xuanwu' of Taizhen concubine. It's better to live with me and only dance for you to see, hehe..."

"Little Langjun~~"

“…”

Yang Chaoxi was attacking from all sides and was in a dilemma. Du Shazhou finally turned back and pulled him out of the tumbling bush. He said with a smile: "Before entering the door, I was so confused by these vulgar powder. If I meet Ying Niang a while, I am afraid that my soul will be lost! Hoho!"

Yang Chaoxi was still scared, his cheeks were hot, and he was wondering who Yingniang was, so he was dragged by Du Shazhou and walked straight under the "Yueyi Tower" with flowers.

Just as he stepped into the door, four guys holding anvil and pestle jumped out of the thorn. One of them smiled and said without a smile: "Looking at the two young men's pointed and cheeks, they have a shabby appearance. Do you want to come to eat the King's meal?"

The other three waved the anvil and pestle in their hands and gently patted it on the other palm. They stared at Yang and Du with bad expressions. It seemed that they did not give a satisfactory reply, so they wanted to drive away immediately.

Du Shazhou chuckled slightly, his voice still hoarse: "Hehe! Who doesn't know that Bai Shuangfeng in this 'Yueyi Tower' is a regular visitor to Ying Niang! Why did he ignore it today?"

The guy just spoke, but then mocked: "So what about regular customers? If you rely solely on Ying Niang's preference, you will be shameless and come to eat and drink for free every now and then. We, Manager Guo, said, "He will all go out!"

Du Shazhou was not upset and still smiled: "It turns out that Manager Guo was deliberately making things difficult for the 'A Du'. This is easy! Mr. Bai was a bit of money here, so he gave it to his brothers for wine."

As he said that, his five dry bamboo fingers shrank and stretched out, and indeed, four snow-white silver tines were found from the sleeve bag, which made people unable to open their eyes. He immediately took a picture on the hands of the speaker.

The guy immediately smiled and hurriedly stuffed Yinying into his purse, crossed his hands and said, "Two distinguished guests! Have some tea fruits first, listen to a few sets of songs, and have some entertainment. It's just because Ying Niang suffered some heat at noon today and had not used lunch, and she is still resting in the Yashu. Now there are already loving guests in the outer hall, just waiting for her to come out to make tea..."

"I know! I have nothing to do today, so I wait for a while, so what's the point?"

Du Shazhou smiled freely and immediately grabbed Yang Chaoxi's forearm and entered the building.

There is another beautiful scene inside the building: the pillars are full of colorful, the railings are gauze, the lichens are pink, and the caissons are flying flowers. The guzzlers in the hall are barefoot, the dance music is colorful, and they are extremely graceful. There are also singers, musical music is beside them, and the fairy music is lingering around the beams, with endless aftertaste.

A group of benefactors dressed in red, purple, green, and green, each sat on a hu bed and chair, and were arranged around them. Some surrounded the pot door, tea soup, wine and sautéed, and fed fruit cakes and crispy baking; some spread the mat, set a small table alone, sat cross-legged, drank and drank, and enjoyed themselves.

Everyone's eyes stopped on the Wuji in the hall, either salivating or applauding. However, no one paid attention to Yang and Du who had just recently.

Du Shazhou was familiar with the road and led Yang Chaoxi to find an inconspicuous corner to sit down. Even a sharp-eyed guy held two cups of cooked tea and half-kneeled in front of the two of them.

Yang Chaoxi was about to wave his hand to refuse, but Du Shazhou held it down and said, "Put it on the table! Sift two more bowls of 'Shi Yanchun', add a plate of fish sashimi, and a plate of roasted mutton, and prepare more seasonings."

After saying that, he took out ten silver tins and put them into the empty wooden pallet of the mate. The mate had been familiar with it for a long time. He nodded slightly and stepped back, and nodded in an instant.

Yang Chaoxi finally couldn't help but feel curious and glared at the striking, "Where is the sacred place of Ying Niang? What a great story! Before he even saw him, he had already thrown out 14 taels of silver!"

Du Shazhou seemed to look at a monster and stared at him, "Don't you know? Yingniang is the courtesan lady of the 'Yueyilou'! It's not an exaggeration to say that she is the romance of Luoyang City. If she could see her smile, it would not be a waste today. If she was invited to Yashe and talked alone, she would not know how many others would envy! Hoho..."

Yang Chaoxi had no choice but to curl his lips and said, "Not only do I don't know what this building is called, I have never heard of it before. However, the path down the mountain was originally intended to travel around and seal what I learned from the certificate. How can I focus on these messy things?"

Du Shazhou shook his head repeatedly: "Sure enough, young and shallow, and he does not know the taste of a beautiful woman."

Yang Chaoxi ignored him. He looked around for a while, then suddenly took out the rubber mask, and then drank some wine on the table and applied it to his cheek again, as if he had run into someone he knew.

After a while, the wine and meat were all on the same page. The two of them watched the dance while listening to music while eating, and felt that life was really not comfortable!

After the song, all the sounds ended, and the skirt rested. The green clouds lie on the phoenix ornaments, and the fragrance and sweat wet the collar.

I don’t know how long it took, and the musicians performed a set of dance music, and then bowed and left. Everyone in the hall threw down the bowls and cups, stood up, and looked around. The whole hall was silent, as if they were looking forward to something coming.

“Hu—Hu—”

The sound of breathing that became heavier and heavier, mixed with the sound of swallowing saliva and waving sleeves to wipe away sweat, piercing the short tranquility bit by bit.

"Ying Niang! It's Ying Niang!"

Someone suddenly shouted, and the water surface, which was originally as flat as a mirror, suddenly burst into storm waves! The whole hall was filled with turmoil, and every benefactor seemed to be venting his uncontrollable excitement, hysteria, and as if crazy!

Yang Chaoxi followed everyone and turned around and saw a woman slowly walking down the wooden staircase in the northwest corner of Yueyi Tower. The woman was tall and elegant, her purple robes were light, her grenade skirt was slightly wrinkled, and a neon shrouded silk hanging between her jade neck and arms. She was carried by the scented wind passing by, and she seemed like a fairy descending to earth!

When she walked into the hall with lotus steps, the benevolent guests felt their breathing suffocated, and their blood was pouring towards their heads. Then they felt a slight floating under their feet, as if they were falling into the mist of five miles, as if they were dreaming.

Yang Chaoxi couldn't help but his pupils suddenly shrank: the woman had bright eyes, red lips and white teeth, delicate facial features, and her skin was better than snow. She had a pair of green and green buns, combed on her head, like a butterfly wing. She was slightly thin, but she had a brilliant posture and a proud look!

This girl is not Liu Xiaomu, but who is this?

"I'll be kind! Isn't this Miss Liu?!!"

Even Du Shazhou beside him couldn't help but slapped the table with a palm, and immediately slapped a few clean lamb leg bones and broke the bones.

Yang Chaoxi was already shocked to the outside and tender inside, and could not speak for a long time. After a while, he realized that this woman seemed to be slightly different from Liu Xiaomu. Her phoenix eyes cut the water, hidden bright blue waves. She was really charming but not demonic, demonic but not gorgeous, gorgeous but not vulgar... The charming and graceful look were in harmony, and it seemed natural!

For a moment, he exclaimed "The world is so great, everything is strange." A person as beautiful as Liu Xiaomu can still meet the same person again!

The woman stood generously in the middle of the building and said to the guests: "I wish you all the time, and Ying Niang was extremely frightened. I'll compensate you first!"

The sound is like the singing of a delicate oriole, and the rhyme is like the singing of a swallow in a nest.

The guests who had already calmed down were immediately in an uproar, rushing to shout words such as "Not hindrance", "Nothing to do", and "Play a song for the husband first".

There was also an old guest with white hair and beard, so excited that he sputum stuck in his throat and fainted. The servant who accompanied him did not dare to speak out, so he hurriedly took the veil to cover his face and quietly carried out the "Yueyi Tower".

Seeing that the guests were calling loudly, Yingniang was unable to calm down for a moment, she immediately lowered her eyebrows and smiled slightly, "My husband is grateful for his love, Yingniang will present an ugly song."

After the words came, musicians came with the piano and placed them in front of Ying Niang. Another musician was holding a crescent stool and placed behind her. Ying Niang seemed to be used to it and sat down gracefully. Then she touched the strings of her fingers, her jade arms hung in the air, and she sang quietly:

“There are tall buildings in the northwest, and the clouds are all the same as the floating clouds.

The three-level steps of the Age

...

I sighed again and again, and I felt so generous and sad.

Those who do not hesitate to the singer suffer, but those who are hurt by the soulmate are few.

I wish to fly high for the two swans!”

The singing sounds rinse the jade, and the sound of the piano is extremely loud.

It seemed as if it was infected by the sad sounds in the song. After the song was sung, everyone was trapped in reminiscence. Just like the energetic young man like Yang Chaoxi, he couldn't help but secretly hurt himself, and tears rolled down his tears.

Ying Niang seemed to have some feelings, and her wonderful eyes glanced at this side, then turned to another place. When the guests gradually recovered, they frowned slightly, and their red lips opened: "When you can win the favor of all the men, Ying Niang is honest and trepidated. However, Ying Niang has never learned the method of splitting the body, so she cannot let every man go back with all her fun. Therefore, she has prepared some fruit cakes and tea, and asked her men to write poems. If there are any novel skills, Ying Niang... will not let her men down!"

When Ying Niang said "I will never let down her husband", she was also dizzy and hurriedly lowered her head. Her casual shyness made people's blood rush and she was ecstatic!

After hearing this, the guests were all excited and knew that they had wasted half a day and finally got to the point. So they all put on their clothes and rolled up their sleeves, preparing to show their poetry and win the hearts of the beautiful people.

Du Shazhou looked at Yang Chaoxi with a bitter face and said, "Only you Middle-earth people are good at this trick of judging words, so the hunchback has to count." Suddenly, he thought about it and smiled again, "If Brother Yang wins the championship by chance, don't forget to take the hunchback and go to Yingniang's Yashe to visit, today it will be a big profit!"

At this time, an old man in a purple robe with slightly white hair among the guests smiled and said, "There are many colleagues here who are proficient in poetry and prose. I wonder what poems Yingniang wants to issue today? If it is an ordinary five-character and seven-character person, it is hard to tell the difference!"

Ying Niang smiled and patted her jade hand, and several other buddies brought seven or eight silver wine pieces. Ying Niang picked up one and told everyone:

"Yingniang thought of a strange way, which was to use the fourteen words "Piano, Chess, Poems, Painting, Poems, Wind, Flowers, Fire, Rice, Oil, Sauce, Vinegar and Tea". Each man took one piece and wrote a poem about the ink on silver chips as the title, and recited a poem about the pagoda. I wonder what the men are thinking?"

After hearing her, the guests laughed and said "My Wonderful". Some people who thought they were ordinary in their poems could not help but feel depressed, but they did not dare to discourage others' grace.

So, as the noise of the guests, Ying Niang looked at the banknotes in her hand and saw the word "flower" sticking out of the bottom. So she showed it to everyone and said with a smile:

"Since Ying Niang has published the title of the poem, she will make a move and throw away the bricks and jade, so that you can give me some advice first!"

Everyone laughed and said, "That's what it should be!"

Ying Niang stopped talking. After a moment of contemplation, she raised her eyes and chanted: "I have it! That's it-

Flowers, flowers.

Courtyard, neighborhood.

The calyx is close to the fence.

The thatched eaves and reed houses are nestled beside the water.

The sound of birds in the forest is shining, and the grass in the mountains is shining.

Red leads to pink and scatters around, and pearls scatter and jade falls around.
Chapter completed!