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    After the song is over, the old | bustard thinks I'm a good guy.  Having been created twice, I guess she was talking about selling jokes in Yuhualou, and I can also create one.

    It has been five days since I was picked by the old bustard. In these short five days, I have broken my relationship:

    That day after I sang the song "Leaving the Pavilion Banquet", the bustard saw that I had a good sense of music, and planned to let me use playing the piano as a breakthrough to enter the prostitute business. Of course I knew that I was only informed, not something  Choice, in order not to be beaten, I can only obediently agree.

    Coincidentally, my room was arranged next to his room.  Unfortunately, he was not in the room.  To be precise, he is not in Yun'an.

    I put my plate down and ate the food, absently listening to the old bustard's chatter, thinking about where he was going, and finally couldn't help but ask.

    The old | The bustard told me that the musician named "Jing Xian" left Jieyulou six years ago and went to the imperial city of Siyang. I heard that he found an official position in the court, and he was still a senior official of the third rank.  .

    There are rumors that he will come back several times a year. I don't know what he does when he comes back, and few people see him. It is only said that when he comes, he is personally received by Yun'an's honorable family.

    Jing Xian, I haven't heard this name from other people for six years. I dreamed about it in the middle of the night, but I didn't know how many times I read him.  Hearing these two words again, it seemed that the fire that had been extinguished in my heart had been ignited again.

    At that time, I was silent for a long time, and the picture seemed to be still. Finally, I asked the one I wanted to know the most out of the bunch of questions that popped up in my mind, "Is he married?"

    The old|Buddhist flapped his fan and said slowly, "How do I know this? He is already twenty-five years old, and he should have already married. Being an official in the court is no different than ordinary people. As long as he is a little better, the emperor,  Colleagues will also give him people, even if he doesn't have a family, there must be a concubine in the house, maybe how old the children are."

    The stubborn flame in my heart was extinguished quietly.

    He actually left Jieyulou for Siyang six years ago.  It turned out that as soon as I left him, he became an official and made a fortune. I don¡¯t know what kind of official he became. Even the Yun¡¯an family respected him a bit. If he married another wife and had children, his life would be better than mine.  The plate is even more complete.

    It seems that I have suppressed his luck for so many years, and I feel a little sorry when I think of it.

    Well, after six years, my love for brothel musicians finally ended perfectly without any problems.  I should have known that this was an unattainable dream, which has been absurd for me for thirteen years.

    In the next five days, because I played the piano well, the bustard arranged for me to temporarily take the position of the musician, playing music for the dancing oiran ladies.  I was wearing a light blue dress that was too thin to wear, and I sat behind the beaded curtain on the side of the drum platform and played the piano.  This is where he used to sit many years ago.

    He once said that sitting in this position can see the ugly and dirty side of the world at a glance. After sitting for a long time, he will cherish the pure and beautiful things around him more and more, so his piano sound is colored by the ugly and the beautiful.

    Now as I sit here, I can have a panoramic view of the whore|client's face.

    From their faces, I deeply understand how happy rich people are, but I really can't understand how happy rich people are.  I can see extreme ugliness and filth from their faces, but I can't see any innocence and beauty from my side.

    I don't know what the beauty in his eyes was talking about back then.  I no longer dare to assume that it was me.

    It was just a song, I got up and went back to my room to rest, wondering when the people from the Chen family would report the crime and rescue me, after all I was no longer naive and I did not plan to make a living in the brothel.

    The old | The bustard blamed me for not playing this piece as well as I did in the piano room that night.

    Although I doubt whether it is really important whether the whore who sells laughing in the brothel walks away or not, I look back and reflect on myself, and finally sum up the reason why I don¡¯t walk away, that is: my desire to express always depends on him  Whether they are present or not has never changed over the years.

    That night I misunderstood that he was next door, and he played too devotedly and artificially.

    I am sorry to make everyone laugh now.

    "Master Zhang from the post station will bring a few distinguished guests here tomorrow night. I have already booked the private room on the second floor. I have arranged all the singing and dancing. I plan to let you play the piano and play music. This is a good opportunity to show your face." The old |  The bustard poked my head and said, "Just use the tune you played that night, and play it for me that night. If you don't have the skills, Mom, I have to be cruel and sell you to those stinky girls!  man."

    I heard what she meant, she was encouraging me: If I have the ability, try to work hard, I can escape the fate of being sold cheap|, and sell instead.?? Those dude buddies from the wealthy mansion made an appointment to come here to play.

    As soon as they stepped into the door, the girls rushed forward. I have seen many beautiful scenes of throwing themselves into their arms, but at this moment, I feel that my presence is a bit embarrassing as if it delays the affection of others.

    It wasn't until I found out that the young master who was surrounded by stars was also isolated from the large-scale flirting scene, and fell into the same predicament as me, that I felt a little more balanced.  Seeing that the girls didn't dare to get close to him, they seemed to know that he didn't like it.

    After the waiters sat down, the dancers consciously spread out into a row, and the moment they danced out their blue sleeves, the chime bell sounded. I looked away from the light-clothed gentleman and bowed my head to pluck the strings.

    "Listening to this tune, it seems to be the song written by Jie Yu Lou many years ago?" A young man in blue robe said with a smile, "It's "Li Ting Yan"."

    The young man in purple who got out of the carriage at the door nodded and smiled, and turned his head to look at me, "I heard from my lord that it is not easy to play this piece well, but I think this girl plays it well. My lord thinks  how?"

    Presumably the young master who was surrounded to enter the door just now is what they call the "adult". I have two purposes and pay attention to the evaluation of that adult.

    After a long while, I had to say, "It's okay."

    "Zheng¡ª¡ª"

    A string broke, and I couldn't tell whether the string at my fingertips was broken or my heart was broken, until the pain came, it turned out that my finger was broken by flicking, and the red blood gushed out, falling two  Three drops on the plain white strings, I realized that my heartstrings and the strings of my fingertips were broken together.

    His voice seemed to be recalling the scene many years ago, and it only came into my ears after overlapping. He slightly sipped his tea and said lightly, "It was okay before, but now it is extremely bad." (Remember the website URL:  www.hlnovel.com
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