Yan Shu held his breath in the darkness and remained motionless.
Suddenly footsteps sounded, and a light appeared in front of Yan Shu.
A girl with a dignified posture held a hollow carved bird lantern, walked to Yan Shu with her head down, and said softly: "Young master, our pavilion master, please go to the second floor for a talk, and the little girl will show you the way."
After speaking, the girl turned around and walked behind the stage without waiting for Yan Shu's answer.
Yan Shu followed without saying a word.
Going around the stage and going inside, there is a flight of stairs. The girl led Yan Shu to the second floor of Qinglu Pavilion.
As they went upstairs, candles were lit everywhere in Qinglu Pavilion and lanterns were lit, illuminating every corner.
It was only then that Yan Shu discovered that the middle of the second floor of Qinglu Pavilion was empty, and he could lean on the railing and see the scene on the first floor.
On the second floor of Qinglu Pavilion, there are railings on the left, and wing rooms with closed doors on the right.
The woman carrying the lantern brought Yan Shu to the door of a wing room, saluted Yan Shu, then turned and left.
Without hesitation, Yan Shu stepped forward and knocked on the door three times.
The door was gently opened, and standing at the door was a servant in gray clothes with his head bowed. After he opened the door, he turned sideways and let Yan Shu enter the room.
Inside the house, there are dazzling treasures and fragrant mist. In the center is a floor-to-ceiling coffee table. The tea table is made of jasper, and the whole body is full. There are strange and weird tea sets on it.
A woman was sitting on the ground, her eyes were downcast and she was cooking tea over the fire.
She is a woman with a soft appearance and exotic eyebrows and eyes, but her every move reveals dignity, etiquette, and rules.
"Sir, please sit down." The woman said softly.
Yan Shu saluted and sat cross-legged opposite the woman.
The woman still kept making tea, she asked, "What's your name, young master?"
"Yan, I seem to have known you before, Yan, I'm back." Yan Shu replied.
The woman smiled lightly: "Master Yan, if you don't mind, please call me Pavilion Master."
As she spoke, the woman poured a cup of tea, held the jade cup with gold tweezers, and gently placed it in front of Yan Shu.
Yan Shu thanked him.
The Pavilion Master of Qinglu Pavilion asked: "I watched the play just now, you are very serious, you must be a person who is proficient in folk arts?"
Yan Shu: "I only know a thing or two about opera, not proficient in it, so I dare not play tricks."
The owner of the Qinglu Pavilion smiled: "The opera just now sang about two generals fighting together on the battlefield, who knew that the general surnamed Li was actually a spy of the enemy country, not only defected, but also cut off the general's head and dedicated it to Enemy Story."
Yan Shu nodded: "This is a classic sung, I have heard it."
The Pavilion Master of Qinglu Pavilion picked up the tea, covered his face with a wide plain brocade sleeve, took a sip, and then said: "It's a pity that the little girl is vulgar, she doesn't like to listen to such tragic dramas, she only loves the wind, the flowers, the snow, the moon, the beautiful scenery on a good day, such as Qingcheng The story of a singer who meets a high-ranking official by chance, and the two fall in love with each other, but I don’t know which one would Mr. Yan like to sing more?”
After being speechless for a while, Yan Shu replied softly: "Lighten the universe, and wash away all grievances."
The owner of the Qinglu Pavilion smiled, and his smile was very joking: "Mr. Yan, words are easy to say, but things are difficult to do. Dare I ask you, can you really always be fair? Have you really done nothing wrong?"
Yan Shu's expression changed.
He thought of Li Changtian.
The owner of Qinglu Pavilion sneered: "Young Master Yan, it's really too difficult to be clear about the universe. This world that only looks at power and interests is full of sinister intentions. Although you want to be a clean person, it's hard to prevent others. Splash dirty water."
Yan Shu calmed down, and asked indifferently: "The pavilion master is right, but if they pour dirty water on me, will my heart be dirty along with it?"
The owner of the Qinglu Pavilion was startled, and cast down her eyes for a long time, she picked up the lid of the teacup and gently covered it: "Mr. Yan, please go back, I'm afraid there is nothing you think of in the Qinglu Pavilion."
After being ordered to evict guests, Yan Shu had no choice but to stand up. He bowed to the owner of the pavilion and said, "If the owner of the pavilion sees the owner of the workshop, please tell her for me. I don't have any malicious intentions. It's just that this play of clarifying Yuyu has to be done." Somebody is going to sing."
After saying that, Yan Shu got up and walked out of the wing.
After he left, the servant gently closed the door, then raised his head, walked to Qinglu Pavilion Master and sat down.
"Can you see clearly?" The Pavilion Master of Qinglu Pavilion turned to him and asked him.
"Young Minister of Dali Temple, Yan Shu." The man said, "I heard that he is from Qin Jueming. Smart people..."
Before the man could finish speaking, he became thoughtful.
The Pavilion Master of Qinglu Pavilion gently stroked his hair, and said softly: "Don't think about it, I will make you tea."
At this time, Yan Shu walked down the second floor of Qinglu Pavilion, and saw the stage on the first floor, singing again.
"Why did you defect to the enemy, why did you betray me, why did you hurt my dearest relatives, why!"
"General."
The gongs and drums were beating, and the actors on the stage were crying.
"The misery is unspeakable, unspeakable."
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Yan Shu hit a wall in Qinglu Pavilion, while Li Changtian was surrounded by a group of enthusiastic girls in Hua Pavilion.
Li Changtian originally wanted to investigate quietly, so he entered the Flower Pavilion and walked quietly to the corner.
He looked around, surprised.
This place is completely different from what he imagined.
Li Changtian originally thought that the attic would be decorated with jade screens, gold incense burners, and exquisite porcelain.
Unexpectedly, there are weapon racks in the four corners of the flower pavilion, on which are long knives, sharp spears, bows and crossbows and other weapons.
Red silk, red lanterns, and red tassels are hung on the beams on the first floor of the flower pavilion. In the center of the hall, there is a vermilion lacquered wooden platform shaped like petals. The wooden platform is not performing singing and dancing, but some people are fighting.
If it weren't for the men drinking and having fun with beauties everywhere, this place wouldn't be a romantic place at all.
Li Changtian looked intently at the competition stage, and saw two men were competing, one was holding a knife, the other was punching, the fight was inseparable.
Underneath, many girls in strong clothes were applauding, applauding without hesitation.
"Hey, I also want to see the stunning appearance of the Pavilion Master of Huage." A man who was drinking sighed, and his voice reached Li Changtian's ears.
"Forget it, with your three-legged cat kung fu, you still want to see the Pavilion Master of Huage?" The man's companion laughed.
"It seems that the two young masters know quite a lot about Jinsefang?" Li Changtian walked up to them and sat down beside them, and said with a smile.
The two were startled at first, looked at Li Changtian and asked, "Who are you?"
"Me? I'm just a passer-by." Li Changtian smiled and cupped his fists, "Looking at the two young masters, they are handsome, talented, and handsome. I want to make friends with you two."
The two were flattered by the praise, and they clasped their fists together: "I'm overwhelmed, I'm overwhelmed."
"I don't know you two, do you know anything about the owner of Jinse Fang?" Li Changtian asked casually, as if he was just looking for a topic to chat with the two of them.
"Ah... the owner of the workshop..." One of them touched his chin and said, "You are talking about Poetry Nianhua, Miss Poetry, right? She took over Jinsefang ten years ago, and it was only after she took over that Jinsefang became famous all over the world. Yes, she is a remarkable woman."
"Hey, I heard that she had an affair with a senior court official, is it true or not?" asked another person.
"Senior official of the imperial court?" Li Changtian was about to ask, when suddenly a person surrounded him tightly from behind.
"My lord~ why are you talking about our Fangzhu?" The girl's soft laughter came.
Li Changtian was terrified all over, and it took a lot of effort to stop his urge to do a shoulder throw.
"Hahaha, beauty, we're just chatting casually." A man laughed.
"Oh, we also want to talk, talk to us?"
Several girls as beautiful as peaches and plums gathered around, picked up the wine on the table, and wanted to coax the three of them to drink.
Li Changtian was dizzy from the fragrance of the girl, and stood up suddenly: "Sorry, I'm sorry."
He turned to leave, but a girl in purple hugged her arm tightly: "Where are you going, sir? Drink with us~"
"No, no, I... I forgot to bring my money..." Li Changtian wanted to pull his arm out in a panic.
When a girl in Tsing Yi heard it, she laughed like a silver bell, and encircled Li Changtian's waist coquettishly: "Young master is so handsome, how could we talk about money with him~ Young master, sing us a song, this wine, I will not accept the son's silver taels."
"Come on, young master, it would be a pity not to drink the fine wine from the Western Regions?" Another woman in red was holding a jade wine glass and surrounded her with a smile, making a gesture to drink Li Changtian's wine.
Li Changtian was so panicked that he almost fainted. He avoided the girls' hugs, and kept shrinking into the corner: "Don't... no... wait... can you please stop touching my waist, please..."
"Young master, why don't you drink~Come on, what a beautiful day~" The purple-clothed girl who had been pestering Li Changtian at the beginning grabbed his shoulders and leaned into his ear, her breath warm and ambiguous, "My lord, my boudoir is right next to Huage. On the third floor, do you want to go up and play~"
Li Changtian: "..."
I don't want to! ! !
Girl, I'm so scared! ! !
Where are you, Yan Shu? ! !
help! ! !
"I... There are people waiting for me, I have to go, I have to go." Li Changtian pressed his back against the wall, looking at the girls surrounding him, his voice was full of pleading.
The girl in Tsing Yi said aggrievedly: "Young master doesn't want to play with us, so sad, that young master sings a song for us, we will let you go~"
"Yes, yes, yes~" the girl in purple and the girl in red echoed.
"Qu, Qu'er?" Li Changtian stammered.
"Hmm~ Qu'er!" The girl in Tsing Yi smiled and leaned against Li Changtian's chest.
"I'll sing! I'll sing!!" Li Changtian grabbed the girl in Tsing Yi's shoulders and pushed her half a meter away. "You guys, step back, step back... Otherwise, I won't be able to sing..."
The three girls took half a step back, covered their lips and smiled, their faces full of anticipation.
Li Changtian leaned against the wall, cleared his throat, took a deep breath, and sang.
"Unity is strength! Unity is strength!!"
"This power is iron! This power is steel! Harder than iron, stronger than steel!!"
Girls: "..."