Looking at this building from the outside, I thought that the space inside was not very big, but I didn't expect that as soon as I entered the first floor, I felt that it was a different world.
Under the bright illumination of the glazed lamps, the interior decoration of the pavilion looks extremely exquisite and gorgeous. Looking up from the splendid hibiscus carpet paved on the ground under your feet, you will see a flower hall on the left, with a large round pool dug out of the ground. Filled with clear springs, there are a group of red carp in the pond. A miniature rockery is located in the water. The fish are swimming and playing under the rockery, so happy.
There are several sandalwood table seats next to the pool, and several handsome men of different shapes are teasing the female guests while feeding the red carps.
Directly opposite is a stage built, presumably to provide entertainment for the female guests, and the male waiters also occasionally have fun.
On the right side of the stage, there are neatly arranged seats, fragrant tea and snacks. Several wealthy women have already taken their seats, as if they are waiting for the beautiful voice.
Between the stage and the flower hall, there is an agarwood incense ladder with hibiscus carpets winding up to the second floor.
At this time, the music of the piano sounded softly, just like the calmness of the east spring coming out of the valley. Only a girl in Tsing Yi, wearing a costume with eyebrows painted on her face, walked onto the stage with broken steps.
The figure in green clothes is graceful and slender, and the elegant costume covers his willow-like figure, making him even more fragile. His long hair is half tied, hanging down his shoulders, and he has a handsome face, with a faint sadness between his eyebrows.
The music stopped for half a beat, but I saw him flicking his sleeves to half cover his face, singing softly in a slow tune, melodiously, and he was already entering the play, "Bamboo horses and green plums last forever, mandarins break and butterflies fly in a dilemma. Infatuation will not change after a thousand years." My heart is as beautiful as a flying firefly..."
The lyrics and the tone are desolate and distant, and the pathos is mixed with endless lingering, just like a widow talking endlessly to her beloved lover who has passed away. The sound can't help but make people feel sad and sour.
This libretto is supposed to make people sigh and lament, but there is always a person who does not know the rhyme who comes out to ruin the scenery.
"What the hell are you singing? I spent my money to have fun, but here you are mourning for me. Get off the stage and slap me!" It was a rough and sharp voice, which instantly broke the poignancy of the stage. tune.
Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped, and the lingering sound of the piano lingered.
As a result, Brother Shu Wuluan, who was about to go up the stairs to the second floor, slowly stopped and raised his eyebrows.
Under the stage, a rich and ugly lady, about forty years old, covered in silk and silk, raised her plump arms and pointed at Qing Yi on the stage, glaring angrily and coldly.
However, Qing Yi just stayed on the stage and did not move. He just lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, looking at an unknown place. The long sleeves fell wantonly at his feet, like a waterfall flowing down from his face. The pretty and sad face becomes even more pitiful when hidden in the shadow of the lamp.
Seeing that he didn't listen to her words, the noble lady suddenly became anxious, ran to the stage in a few steps, and slapped Qing Yi in the face.
However, Qing Yi did not avoid it, his eyes wandered, he did not struggle, and he allowed the slaps to come one after another.
Seeing his attitude of looking down upon death, the woman was still angry. Finally, she got on her feet, hit and kicked her, and cursed in a high-pitched voice, "You little naughty thing, let me see if I don't beat you to death or make you howl in mourning. You're howling! I'll mourn you right away! Does anyone want to make money? Whoever maims or beats this coward to death for me, the money will be his!"
As he said that, he actually took out a stack of banknotes from his arms, raised it high above his head, and shook it. His face showing off his wealth was really disgusting!
The whole place was as quiet as water, and the men and women present were all sighing, and they all looked at the excitement. No one came to take credit, and no one came to persuade, and the time froze for a moment.
At this time, Ge Shu Wuluan took back his steps from the stairs and walked slowly towards the stage. He looked at the lady up and down for a moment, then curled his lips and said with a smile, "Madam, if you keep making trouble like this, if you alert the Yamen, the banknote I’m afraid it won’t work, right?”
This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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