Dances and songs also need to have something to say. Simple movements will only make people feel awkward and empty. Without telling a 'story', there will eventually be some kind of emotional expression in it. Qianmeng is one of the best, so The same goes for dancing.
Probably except for Cao An and the others, all the natives of Da Yin are familiar with this story. It tells a love affair between a man and a demon. To be precise, it is a love affair between a man and a flower demon. The man is a scholar and the flower demon is a plant. The lilies he transplanted from the mountains and fields often ended in tragedy in their artistic expressions.
From the beginning of friendship and flirting, to the intense love later, in the end the flower demon was attracted by the prince of the big sect, attracting powerful warriors to fight for it, and finally died tragically, the scholar committed suicide, one person and one demon turned into butterflies after death, and the wild flowers and grass in Xiaoyao Mountain between. The emotion is conveyed with unparalleled clarity.
It makes people feel as if they have experienced it all and are immersed in the story. Even if Cao An and others do not know the story, they can still cause synesthesia.
As soon as the dance was over, beads of sweat oozed from the woman's forehead, and her clothes were soaked with sweat. The white jade-like skin on her arms and the back of her neck was looming. She bowed to the crowd, and her body jumped into the clouds. On the stage, at this moment, a thunderous applause erupted in the main building.
Before Cao An could say anything, Li Douer had already jumped onto his chair and waved to the two boys outside the door.
"It looks good, reward me!"
Immediately, Cao An slapped him on the back of the head, "Where did you learn these things? You kid gives you a headache or a stomachache when you study. Now you are self-taught."
Li Douer smiled, not annoyed at all, but the two young men who walked in, holding wooden trays for holding gold and silver belongings, stood there awkwardly, only because he moved too fast. The people in the room were the noble people that Mother Wu wanted to entertain in person. Almost all of them had formed an instinctive reaction and acted immediately when they heard the sound.
Cao An nuzzled at Chang Qing, who reached into his pocket with a smile and took out two pure white thumb-sized objects. He placed them on the wooden tray. The essence jingled twice and rolled into them. , Chang Qing waved his hand and sent the two boys away. They were Yuanjing. In comparison, for Cao An and others now, using Yuanjing seems to be more cost-effective.
How could a young man who has been hanging around here all year round not know what this thing is? There was a fiery light in his eyes.
"The distinguished guest in Shuiyunjian rewards Miss Qianmeng with two drops of low-level essence, worth two hundred thousand taels of gold~"
"The distinguished guest in Dream Butterfly Room rewards Qianmeng Girl with a silver note of 100,000 taels~"
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"The distinguished guest in the wine room is admiring a pair of purple jade bracelets from Qianmeng Girl~"
The sounds of reward came one after another in the main building. This is not counting the rewards from the 'individuals' below. You must know that those who are eligible to be rewarded are those whose value exceeds a certain limit. Otherwise, the entire main building will not be able to If you stay, you will definitely not be able to finish it in a while.
Cao An frowned slightly, remembering the sentence in his mind: When Wu Ling was young, he was struggling with his head, and there were countless songs of red silk. No wonder the land of brothels and fireworks cares so much about the so-called oiran, the top one. Compared with this, the income these girls in the main building earn for the building in a year is simply not enough.
Excluding the 200,000 taels of gold that I contributed, the total rewards given by others are not a small amount. My 200,000 taels of gold are just for showing off on an occasion like today. At other times, although it is valuable, it may not be possible for them to realize it.
Qianmeng made another circle of blessings, then raised her head and looked at Cao An's room.
"Do you have any comment on Qian Meng's dance?" This is the poetry stage. But in the past, the girl would go back to the room, then ask the people present to compose poems on the spot, and then select the best ones, which is not enough. You can also be led into the house, see the true face, and drink a pot of scented tea.
If you can move people with poetry, you can make a beautiful woman secretly wish for it. Gao Wenhua has been like this before, and it is exactly like this that the story of him and Ye Mei came about. This is what he is waiting for today, but he did not expect that people There is no such link at all. This is not a fixed pattern, it just depends on the girl's mood.
But most girls will do this. After all, if a good poem can come out, it will be the capital for them to jump out of the main building. Unfortunately, Qianmeng no longer needs it.
Gao Wenhua was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He didn't know how many days it would be until Qianmeng showed up again, and he didn't know how many more times he would have money.
At this time, everyone in the four houses fell silent. Just when they were about to see what the guests among the water and clouds would say, a slightly childish voice came out.
“Good life!!”
Accompanying this "very lively" sentence, there was also an inconspicuous slap. The sound was slightly dull, and it should have been a slap on the back of the neck.
Cao An had no poetry and was not very interested in it, but he still gave his own evaluation: "A light body can be used to dance on the palm of one's hand."
After one sentence, there was no other sound. Qianmeng and everyone were still waiting. They thought it was a poem, but they didn't want to lose the following. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that it was really just a comment, but it was just right. Wu Honglian heard At these words, his eyes began to light up. If possible, just because of Cao An's status in the world, and he gave such an evaluation to a brothel woman, is he still worried that Qianmeng's reputation is not famous enough?
This is the real "high climb", brought by Cao An himself. But soon, Wu Honglian suppressed her thoughts. If Cao An didn't nod, she would never dare to do this kind of thing. If she fails to take advantage of the situation, she will be in big trouble.
Gao Wenhua's hope failed, and Qian Meng Shi Shiran left. He wanted to chase her out, but he knew that such a thing was impossible, so he could only drink the last glass of wine in loneliness, and walked out of Fengming Pavilion feeling lost.
The boy knocked on the door of Qingzhuyuan. Chang Qing opened the door and frowned slightly.
"What's up?"
"This is Miss Qianmeng. Let me ask if you can let her come to visit the noble man. She is waiting at the back." The young man lowered his head and whispered softly. He did not dare to look up into the courtyard from the beginning to the end. .
Chang Qing turned around and saw Cao An just shaking his head, "My young master is missing."
"Yes, I will go and answer my question right now, noble man, rest well."
In fact, Qianmeng was not far away. She heard these words herself. Seeing the figure of Du Xiaosi coming back, she already knew the answer. A trace of loneliness flashed between her eyebrows. She was an unwilling person. He and Ye Mei was different from the beginning to the end. She wanted to escape from here, save money, and redeem herself.
But being in it doesn't mean you have enough money. The amount of money needed to redeem yourself is all decided by Fengming Pavilion. They don't want you to leave. It's impossible for you to save money. Besides, now there are After tonight's dance, it would be even harder for her to go out.
This is a necessary cycle. If she cannot prove her worth, she will become like other sisters, who are arranged as so-called "nobles" by the cabinet. Once she proves her worth, the cabinet will become less and less likely to let her leave easily. Well, brothels are just open for business. Who would want to let their cash cow run away?
But she saw hope in Cao An. When Cao An first entered Qingzhuyuan, she noticed that she had always seen what happened recently, especially Wu Honglian's attitude towards Cao An. Now, if it is true, A noble person who can catch a ride with Qingzhuyuan will definitely not have much hindrance in going out on his own.
She had money, so she was willing to give up all her money, just to prevent herself from rotting in this pavilion and waiting to die, and eventually being thrown out of the pavilion like garbage. As an old and weak person, she was thrown out of the pavilion on a snowy night. Freeze to death.
If the noble man from Qingzhuyuan can help her, she is willing to pay any price. After all, the noble man seems to be very good, so she is willing to do so.
She didn't even hear clearly what the young man said, so she took the maid back to her yard lonely.
In Qingzhu Courtyard, Cao An turned around and returned to his room. He looked thoughtful, closed the door and window, and pointed out. An invisible barrier formed in the room, covering him. He sat cross-legged with his knees, and his whole mind Immersed in a series of events that happened recently, for some reason, he felt that he was becoming more and more susceptible to being shaken by the things around him.
In other words, he has been involved in too many things recently, which made him feel a little uneasy in his heart.
He didn't know whether this uneasiness was due to psychological discomfort caused by repeated situations that were different from before in a short period of time, or whether it was really involved in some big cause and effect. Scenes of recent events flashed before him. , look at these things from a third perspective, and think about what you will do after you change places.
As time passed, Cao An's heart gradually calmed down. He opened his eyes again. The sky had begun to dim. His mind was no longer shaken. He just felt a little emotional. The world was rolling in. When he was in it, he couldn't help himself. This tide Among them, every living being is being carried forward by it, just like all living beings are equal under time.
If you don't have the realm or practice, it's impossible to escape from here. Just like ordinary people can't resist the power of time, yesterday is yesterday, and the last moment is just a moment on the mountain. No matter how big the appeal and prayer is, under the violent power, It cannot be stopped for a moment.
And what I have done before is nothing more than a temporary stay in the mountains and fields. It is not a leap out of the mortal world. At best, it is just finding a place to stay in the rolling mortal world and staying temporarily. Unless I don’t want to go further, otherwise, After all, it is necessary to return to the tide.
What we are experiencing now is inevitable. As long as it does not go against our true intentions, it is the right thing to do.
His thoughts were clear, his eyes were clear, and he felt comfortable all over his body. The [Three Flowers Divine Art] that had been stagnant for a long time also made slight progress at this moment, and he was one step closer to the perfection of heaven and man!
