Chapter 15 (This chapter is free)

After the dance, Cui Po saw that the little girl seemed to be ready and was waiting on the wooden platform. He hurriedly pulled her and said, "You wait a moment, it's a bad thing to go up at this time." It turned out that he saw that Hu Ji's performance was really exquisite, and everyone was afraid that she was still immersed in her graceful dance posture at this time, so he let the little girl avoid the edge.

After waiting for the incense stick again, many of the customers in the store had changed a group before Cui Po signaled the girl to the stage.

When she came on stage, the little girl plucked the pipa for a few times, and a cheerful feeling arose. The prelude was over, and everyone heard her singing in her tender voice:

Last night, the begonia was raining, and the light and delicate things were about to talk. The beauty got out of the orchid room at dawn and folded it to the mirror to put on red makeup. She asked the man: "What a flower is so good, what a servant?"

Lang Dao: "It's not as slim as the flowers"

The beauty heard the words and said: "If you don't believe in death, the flowers will be better than living people."

Knead the flowers and threw them to the front of the man: "Please sleep with the flowers today!"

The people in the hall heard such strange poems for the first time, and they wrote about the jokes of the boudoir. They felt extremely fresh and were attracted by the little girl's singing. When they heard the last sentence: "Please sleep with flowers today", they couldn't help but burst into laughter. Because of the fun of this lyrics, they covered up the singer's skills and many defects in their singing voice. All of them were rich people. When they heard such interesting new songs today, they would not sting at the three or five cents. In a short while, the pot was already filled with fullness, and they were only happy that the little girl smiled with great joy. Even if someone teased her, "I miss you so young!" She was not angry.

At this point, the disdain on Daoxu's face had completely disappeared, and he stood up with a charming smile on his face to drink with Cui Po, and said in his mouth: "Uncle Master is indeed extraordinary. I really admire this... I am just not as good as a good person to do it to the end. How about giving her a few new lyrics?"

Cui Po was about to ask him what his relationship with the little girl's sister, but with such a tight help, he saw a burly man with braided hair and dark skin coming over, saluted the two and said to Cui Po: "I dare to ask this is Mr. Cui Po in Dingzhou."

Cui Po was slightly stunned and said, "That's right, I wonder what you are asking for me?"

"The owner of the family has always admired Mr. Xu's talent, and wanted to ask Mr. Xu to talk about it." After saying that, the man signaled behind him.

Cui Po didn't expect that someone would recognize him when he first came to Chang'an. He was curious and looked back at the man's instructions. He saw that there were several separate compartments behind him, with curtains hanging at the door, which seemed to be the so-called private room. The man showed that he was exactly one of them.

As soon as he was curious, he saw that this person was very polite when he came to invite him. After Cui Po signaled Daoxue, he followed the man into the private room.

Cui Po saw three people sitting around the room. The figure in the middle was a young woman, but she was wearing a veiled leather hat, so she couldn't see clearly. The left hand was an old woman with slightly rough skin and black and red skin, while the right hand was facing Cui Po was a young man like a cheetah. Her skin was also black and red, and her face was thick. Although her facial features were not handsome, she had a unique heroic spirit. Her whole body seemed to be full of infinite strength, which made Cui Po feel an invisible pressure.

The first person to speak was the old woman. She only heard her say, "Young Master Cui is a talented young man. Even if we are the people who are outside the world, they have been famous for a long time. They are also of a noble family and have such compassion. Please sit down and Aza, and let them exchange the best Pujiao wine." The latter sentence was the man who had just invited Cui Po.

Cui Po also sat down in the only empty seat. Before the drink came, he smiled and asked, "I'm just here in Chang'an today. How do you know it's me?"

"Oh! This is the opportunity given by God of Eternity, bless us to meet here," the woman replied with a flick of her finger and said,

When Cui Po saw that her words were untrue, he was displeased. He stopped asking, just waited for the wine to come and drank casually. When the old woman asked, he just answered vaguely. For a moment, the atmosphere inside was quite awkward.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the woman sitting in the middle saying, "I have always liked the lyrics of the young master, especially the song "When will the bright moon come?" It was even more so. Just now, when the young master wrote the lyrics for the young master, I happened to see it for me. I saw that the lyrics were novel and the meaning of the lyrics was vivid. The style of the song was consistent with the style of the song. I boldly guessed it, and later I asked Aza to invite him, which also had the meaning of verification. I didn't expect that it was the young master, so I hope not to blame him." Although this woman's speech was inevitably pronounced by foreigners, it was rare that her voice was low and had a unique magnetic force. In addition, her frank words broke the small knot in Cui Po's heart.

"It seems that I have no experience, so I tried it out after I tried it," Cui Po said secretly, but he didn't care about this. He just smiled at the girl, which was an answer, but it attracted a sharp look on his side.

Cui Po drank another hour without caring, and said, "But I don't know what the three of you are asking me for."

"I heard that the young master and Cui Youfu, the son of the Zhongshu who is most appreciated by the prince, are of the same clan?" The girl still asked.

"I am the Cui family of Boling, and Cui She is the Cui family of Qinghe. Although it is branched from a clan, I have never met her." Cui Po had a good impression of her. He did not deliberately hide it from her if she was not secretly kept in secret matters like this.

"Oh, I haven't seen it before! Then why does this Lord Cui appreciate the young master very much? I heard that even the prince, Prince Yong, had mentioned the young master's name three times." The woman asked in confusion.

Cui Po suddenly felt a sudden jump when he heard this: "Who are these people? They are so clear about the affairs of the ministers and even the prince mentioned his name clearly several times." Thinking of this, he put down the golden clock in his hand and asked with a serious expression: "Who are the girls and others? Why are they so clear about the things they don't even know about? Doesn't the girl know that according to the "Da Tang Dynasty Law Style" and the whereabouts of the prince, are they going to be beheaded?"

"Hmph" But the heroic man sitting next to him stood up when he heard this, pressed his waist knife, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at Cui Po fiercely, as if the young woman wanted to kill the personality in front of her on the spot whenever she ordered it.

Cui Po is a human being. As long as others don’t provoke him, he will be fine all day long. He is the most unlucky and unwilling to offend others. However, such a naked threat has inspired his unrestrained bones that have never been visible on his body.

In the eyes of the young woman, the young man in front of her, who was famous for his literary talent and talent, faced the sharp momentum of Songzan Sado, known as the number one hero of Kangyanchuan, he did not have the timidity that a scholar should have. He just gently put down the glaze clock in his hand, and still had a warm smile on his face. He looked at the man who wanted to choose someone with harmless appearance. The only difference was that the light suddenly flashed in his eyes shrank and became smaller and smaller, and finally shrank into a little bit of the tiniest light, tightly locked on Songzan Sado.

"It seems that using force can threaten this person is not possible." The girl who learned how to govern the tribe since childhood made a decisive judgment and immediately ordered the man: "Sadou, don't be unreasonable to distinguish guests."

The next moment, she turned around and said to Cui Po, "Young Master, don't be angry, I will tell you what the whole story is going on?"
Chapter completed!