The title of "Time Like Snow" should be cheerful and auspicious, but Ning Ruowei's dance is full of sadness.

Every dancer will dance according to his or her own state of mind. Ning Ruowei is also a woman from the Peacock Tower, and most of the women in the Peacock Tower have miserable life experiences, so she has an indifferent expression, a sad look in her eyes, a resentful dance, and a melancholy voice...

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"Pattering..."

Snowflakes suddenly floated over the banquet hall, falling from the sky in a flourishing manner, dyeing her hair white. She waved her long sleeves, splashing a fine snow, and lifting her shawl, sending up a gust of snow mist.

Under the light of the lamp, in the snow and mist, her body became hazy, gradually hiding in the darkness, leaving only white snow on the ground and a drop of hot tears.

People leave, the snow arrives, and the curtain comes to an end.

The guests in the audience were silent for a long time, all moved by her sultry dance.

"Pah, pah, pah..." Applause rang out one after another, followed by thunder.

Finally, Ning Ruowei led all the singers and dancers, as well as the musicians behind the scenes, to the stage, and bowed to everyone in the audience: "Thank you all distinguished guests for visiting Yunxiao Pavilion tonight. My sisters and I would like to thank you."

"Okay, okay, okay, beautiful singing voice, sultry dancing, performing to your heart's content...such technical work should be rewarded, deserved to be rewarded!" Grand Master Qin waved his hand, and the Confucian scholar waiting next to him brought a red cloth cap.

The maid took the wooden plate and opened it. It turned out to be a shining silver ingot.

The maid counted the numbers and said loudly with a smile: "Master Qin, I will reward you with five hundred taels of silver!"

Grand Master Qin made a start, and others also threw out silver coins:

"Master Liu, I will reward you with three hundred taels of silver."

"Exceptor Huang, I'm going to be rewarded with three hundred taels of silver."

"General Wang, I would like to reward you with two pearls from the West Sea."

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Almost every table was rewarded with fines of gold and silver, the face value of which was at least two hundred taels.

When they arrived at Yan Yunting and Lin Xiaofeng's table, the maid beside them subconsciously stood closer, and her meaning was self-evident.

"Little girl, do you definitely want a reward here?" Yan Yunting asked with a wry smile.

The maid cast a look of disgust and said: "It's not necessary to reward me, but in those flowery streets and alleys, I heard that people would also throw a few copper coins as rewards for books."

"Uh..." Yan Yunting touched his pocket. He came all the way from Qingzhou to Chang'an. All his money was used to buy wine. How could he have any extra money for rewards? Besides, although he was thick-skinned, he only had a few taels of silver.

It’s really hard to take out.

He turned to look at Lin Xiaofeng, "Mr. Lin, do you have any money on you?"

Lin Xiaofeng was helpless: "The only ten taels of silver I gave to Miss Zuo in the middle of the night. Now I am penniless."

Yan Yunting said: "Then why not give them your sword."

Lin Xiaofeng narrowed his eyes: "Why don't you give me your sword?"

"Come on, we'll just let everyone laugh at us..." Yan Yunting lowered his head, scratching his ears and cheeks, his cheeks were slightly red, he was really short of money, so what can he do?

Those who gave the reward focused their attention on Yan Yunting and Lin Xiaofeng and commented: "These two people are still sitting in the front row, but they can't even give out the reward. They are really low-class characters...

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Ning Ruowei and dozens of female relatives on the stage stared at the two people coldly, "Yunxiao Pavilion has been open for so many years, this is the first time I have encountered a prostitute..."

"That's it!" Lin Xiaofeng slapped the table. Just when everyone thought he was going to take out some treasure, he said to the maid: "Please help me prepare pens, inks, paper and inkstones. I came to Chang'an for the first time today. I really didn't bring any silver coins, just for Yunxiao Pavilion."

Please draw a painting and write a few poems to express your feelings."

"Hahaha... It's so funny! If you can't get the money, you can't get the money. Why bother pretending to be elegant and elegant?" The official at the table next to him made such a mockery, which caused everyone to burst into laughter.

Ning Ruowei shook her head and said, "You two really don't have money, so don't force yourself."

Lin Xiaofeng, however, looked indifferent, "I only made one painting, and it will be entirely our own. As for whether you burn the painting or throw it away, it's up to you."

"The paper you used to draw on will be dirty even if you use it to wipe your butt, hahaha..."

"Hahaha……"

Ning Ruowei bit her lip and winked at the maid.

The maid nodded and left, and soon came back holding the rice paper and pen and ink.

Yan Yunting cleaned up the table, helped grind the ink and lay the paper, and whispered: "Mr. Lin, I have no doubt about your talent, but in such a short period of time, can you paint well?"

Lin Xiaofeng said: "The paintings that come out will definitely not be as finely crafted, but as long as they are made by my hands, their value will not be too low."

"How much can your painting sell for?" Yan Yunting asked again in a low voice.

Lin Xiaofeng calmly uttered four words: "There is a price but no market."

The reason why Lin Xiaofeng can be called the "No. 1 Young Master in the world" must not only be due to his demeanor, but also his talent.

Seeing him dip his pen into ink, he raised his head and observed the female family members on the stage for a while, and then he made a big stroke of his pen, making dragons and phoenixes dance on the rice paper!

He opened the book with large strokes, polished with medium strokes, outlined with small strokes, and highlighted with fine strokes... One stroke after another was in order, and the painting of people and eyebrows flowed smoothly. Just by the momentum of his painting, everyone couldn't help but come forward to watch, and those officials also

He craned his neck to come and visit.

"What a shame! Don't tell me that this scholar still has some talent and actually painted all these beauties on the stage."

Some people have already begun to praise it.

When the female relatives on the stage heard that they were painting themselves, they all stood up unconsciously, for fear that the painter would miss their beauty.

"Okay, okay, stop gossiping around and go away. The finished painting will be done by then and it will blind your eyes!" Yan Yunting dismissed all the guests who came to watch, leaving Lin Xiaofeng to concentrate on painting alone.

A quarter of an hour later, Lin Xiaofeng put down the fine brush. The basic painting was completed. He picked up the small brush again and mentioned four sentences at the end of the scroll:

"The hairdresser with green silk hair is drunk with beauty, the butterflies are in love with the flowers blooming in the peony pavilion, the tears of a beautiful lady are like snow passing by, and Ling Han's dream is shattered in the Peacock Tower."

After finishing the poem, Lin Xiaofeng put down his pen and said, "Lin has not written for many years and is a little unfamiliar. I only dedicate this humble work to the beauties of Yunxiao Pavilion. I hope you will not dislike it."

"Send it over for a look." Ning Ruowei said softly.

The two maids carefully lifted the scroll and walked onto the stage to interview everyone——

In the scroll, the appearance, expression, and posture of each of the forty-two female family members are all drawn so vividly that they are almost like living people printed on the scroll. Even under the ink rendering, they are even more beautiful than real people.

point.

"It is not easy to remember everyone's expressions and postures in such a short period of time, and to reproduce them exactly on the scroll. Such painting skills are unique in the world and it is definitely not ridiculous!"

"These four lines of the poem are also a wonderful piece of writing, 'The hairdresser with green hair is drunk with beauty, the butterflies are in love with the flowers blooming in the Peony Pavilion.' The first line praises the exquisite acting skills of the female family members, and the last line uses the word 'kai' to describe the original meaning of the poem.

The two words "Die Lian Hua" and "The Peony Pavilion are connected", after reading these two sentences, I seemed to see a beauty wearing a phoenix hairpin, dancing with the flying butterflies in the Peony Pavilion. Beautiful, so beautiful, wonderful,

It’s so wonderful!”
Chapter completed!