At the beginning of Xia, when my heart was surging and I couldn't calm down.
Qingli's voice sounded outside the cabin: "Mr. Qiao, we're here."
Xiao Mubai closed Xia Chu's chin and pulled him out of the cabin.
I got on the pedal and arrived in front of Tinglanshui Tower.
The whole journey in early summer was foggy and foggy, and I was even more confused than when I first boarded the boat.
I could only hear the soft whispers in my ears and the endless sheng and xiao.
Then someone came over and said to Xiao Mubai: "Mr. Qiao, please come this way."
Xia Chu was still in shock and was dragged all the way to the private room by Xiao Mubai.
Seeing that he hadn't recovered yet, Xiao Mubai walked to the table and picked up a cup of tea.
I felt the temperature, blew on it twice more, and then handed it to him.
"Is this room very rare?" Xia Chu took it and took two sips. The green tea fragrance gradually felt on his tongue, and he slowly recovered.
He had just been led all the way upstairs by Xiao Mubai, and he could vaguely hear the sounds of exclamation from time to time in his ears.
"Look at the direction they are going..."
"It can't be Qinxue Pavilion, right?"
"It seems to be true!"
Xia Chu glanced at the room and didn't see the plaque. It seemed that the name of the room was inscribed on the outside.
"It's not very rare, it's just that it's never open to the public." Xiao Mubai sat down and spoke slowly.
Xia Chu coughed and choked on her tea.
"Young Master Qiao is really very capable." After looking at Xiao Mubai, who kept saying nothing, Xia Chu threw the tea cup on the table.
Just as Xu Jing was about to speak, Xiao Mubai's eyes signaled him, so he fell silent and stood aside.
"This is the top pavilion of Tinglan Water Tower. If you open the window behind you, you can see the entire Tianlu City. If you open the flower window in front of you, you can overlook the style of Tinglan Water Tower.
Hearing this, Xia Chu opened the flower window suspiciously.
Inside the building, the cloud-top sandalwood beams were made, and the jade jade poles lit up countless gauze lanterns.
The pearls are the curtains, and the gold is the base of the pillars.
In the center of the first floor is a huge circular red carpet stage, which actually stands on the water.
At this time, the furnishings, lights, floating sand, and shadows in the building were reflected in a circle of water outside the stage.
In the Yuyu Qiong Tower, the shadows of flowers are moving in the wind, and for a moment I don’t know the heaven and the earth.
The singing girls sang in unison, and their voices near the water were clearer and clearer than those of silk and bamboo.
On the red carpet stage, twelve girls in brocade clothes were joining hands and dancing gracefully.
The lights shone through the Lingshui Red Terrace, and the water surface reflected the dancing figures spinning like the wind.
Sparkling waves, glorious time.
Colorful clothes and harem, decorated with beads and jade.
A moment of splendor…
After the song ended, the young men in fine costumes in the audience were still intoxicated and their thoughts were still unfinished.
"We have distinguished guests coming upstairs today. Everyone is honored. Now you can enjoy Xian Li's solo dance." Xia Chu was about to turn around when he heard a soft and crisp female voice coming from downstairs.
Before Xia Chu could see the charming beauty who made the noise, he heard thunderous applause and cheers from downstairs. Everyone was eagerly waiting for the beauty.
Xia Chu followed their gazes to the three-meter jade platform in the side hall.
I saw a crocodile twirled tent hanging on the round jade platform, and a huge moon bead hanging on the top, shining like a bright moon.
The tent is embroidered with begonia flowers sprinkled with pearls and silver threads. When the wind blows, the silk threads move like falling clouds and mountains into the imaginary sea.
And in the illusory sea, there stood a Pingting woman, with gauze and robes dancing all over her body.
Like clouds and mist, her face looks like a fairy from Ruigong, shining brightly across the tent.
"Xiao... Mr. Qiao, come and see." Xia Chu just said the word "Xiao", then he realized and called out hurriedly.
Xiao Mubai couldn't help but laugh when he saw Xia Chu waving her slender hands at him without looking back. He took two steps and stood side by side with him, looking downstairs.
The sound of the piano becomes clear.
From the top of the tent, a bright red silk satin hangs.
The woman's Qianqian plain hands are splitting the red silk into two parts, and the khao dan on her fingertips complements the red silk.
She turned her wrist, and two pieces of red silk were wrapped around her slender arms.
At this time, the lights around the hall were dimmed, and only the bright moon beads hanging on the top of the tent shone down from the tent.
The figure of the woman in the tent is set off by the brocade gauze curtain behind her, making her look like a colorful peacock, covered with colorful colors like the rays of the sun.
I saw her whirling like the wind, her clothes, skirts and silk hair on her temples all swirling and dancing around her, like clouds surging and circles like halos.
Even the tent was moved by the wind around her, fluttering like a colorful mist surrounding her.
As she spun, she rose into the air along with the red silk.
Xia Chu saw that with a little help from her wrists, a pair of white and slender thighs were covered with silk and split in mid-air, like a bow and arrow.
Several bamboo cages laid above slowly fell over, and it turned out that there were two young girls on both sides of the second floor gently pulling a rope.
At this time, all the flower petals in the bamboo cage fell down, and the whole building seemed to have a rain of flowers, falling all over the hall.
The young men in gorgeous clothes looked up at the flying petals and marveled in admiration.
The woman in mid-air continued to dance, but her movements were gentle and slow, with her toes piercing the red silk and her robes flying.
Behind the curtain, the translucent sleeves illuminated by the bright moon are like the wings of a butterfly, and the raised fingers are like the posture of an orchid.
After a while, the sound of the piano became louder and louder. The woman turned over, held the silk between her legs, straightened her body, and danced while climbing until she reached the top.
The shengs and flutes are played together, cooperating with the music of the piano, and the gurgling water stimulates each other.
After the woman wrapped all the red silk around her waist, the lights in the hall were bright.
The woman let go and suddenly rolled down from the sky, like ice and snow pouring out, like purple lightning streaking across the sky.
The moment he was about to fall to the ground.
Three inches away, the red silk around her waist pulled the woman tightly.
Amid everyone's exclamations, she untied the red silk from her waist and gently slid it off, revealing the fish lying on the jade stone.
At this time, Xia Chu discovered that the three meters of jade was embedded with golden beads, and the ground was carved into a lotus, which blossomed into the shape of five lotus flowers.
The petals are fresh and exquisite, and even the stamens are delicate and discernible.
At this time, the woman had stood up leisurely, stepping on it with her bare feet, like a lotus growing with each step.
She bowed Yingying and thanked him.
The sound of the piano also stopped suddenly, and the applause thundered and lasted for a long time.
Xian Li's cries wax and wane and are endless.
"This girl should only exist in the sky. How many times can I hear it in the human world..." She danced and swayed, and Xia Chu couldn't stop admiring her.
"Are you interested?" Xiao Mubai remained calm and asked with raised eyebrows.
"I really want to take her back to Chang'an." Xia Chu nodded.
"You want to take her in?" Xiao Mubai's face darkened and his tone was cold.
"What are you thinking about? I also have a Yixiang Building in the capital, and I want to take her back to be the treasure of the building. I don't know if the owner can sell it..." Xia Chu coughed and rolled his eyes at him.
"Ha, do you think the owner here looks like someone who is short of money?" Xiao Mubai's expression softened and his voice became a little warmer.
Xia Chu's face turned bitter when he heard this. Indeed, the owner here seemed to be richer than him.
"Isn't it enough to buy my Yixiang Building?" Xiao Mubai curled his lips and sneered.
There was a "bang" sound.
Xia Chu's mind exploded again.
WTF
Does Yixiang Building belong to him?
Gan!
The Marquis never said anything about such an important thing...
(End of chapter)