The sound of the guqin is not as flamboyant as that of the guzheng; it can only be heard clearly in a quiet room.
The moment the sound came out, my mind was immediately calmed. Each string was melodious and gentle, like the wind blowing or raindrops falling on water. Sometimes it was gentle, sometimes it was passionate, just like a girl and her sweetheart going through the process of first meeting, unrequited love, confession, love, quarrels, reconciliation, and finally becoming strangers.
As Yan Xia listened to the music and drank two glasses of wine, her eyes gradually became hazy, as if the person playing the piano was that girl.
With nostalgia and regret, she played the guqin, using the music to tell everyone her love story.
As the piece ended, the melodious sound of the piano lingered in my heart.
"good!"
Zhu Changji took out two taels of silver from his waist and threw it over.
The broken silver pieces hit the ground with a crisp sound.
This guqin player is truly excellent, even surpassing some of the most famous modern performers.
Yan Xia also took two ounces and placed them on the table to the right.
She always felt that throwing it at someone would hurt their self-esteem.
But Feng Shi squatted down on the ground without changing his expression and picked up the broken silver.
"Thank you for the generous gift, Manager Zhu."
He bent down.
A smile played on his lips, but his eyes remained unchanged.
When Feng Shi sat down, he was slightly taken aback when he saw the silver coins next to his wine glass.
"You're welcome. You played really well. How old are you?"
"In reply to Manager Yan, I am eighteen years old this year."
She's so young, I have no idea what difficulties her family is facing. Sigh...
If this were in modern times, she'd be a top-tier celebrity; here, she's just a lowly prostitute.
It can be said that he was born at the wrong time.
No wonder it's called "timely".
What talents do you have?
Yan Xia turned her head and asked Huai An on her left.
"I... I can play the flute. Manager Yan, let me play a tune for you."
No one knows where Huai'an conjured the flute from, but he reached into his sleeve and pulled out a long stick.
Oh no, it's a xiao (vertical bamboo flute).
Walk to the guqin.
He took three quick breaths and then blew.
The deep, resonant sound of the xiao echoed throughout the room. Like the guqin, this sound brought peace to the mind and body, as if it came from the heavens and earth, transcending the mundane. It is clearly the simplest instrument, yet it can produce a variety of timbres, ethereal and lively.
The piece is short.
Afterwards, Huai'an nodded slightly, looking like a proud swan.
Zhu Changji rewarded Fengshi, and it wouldn't be right to leave the other one out, so he rewarded him with two taels of silver as usual. As soon as the silver hit the ground, Huai'an frowned and squatted down as if he had been humiliated.
After picking up the loose silver, he sat down.
Zhu Changji was already half-drunk at this point.
"Go, go and call some people in to dance for Manager Yan, and have them play the guzheng and pipa."
"yes."
Ten minutes later, about ten more people entered the room.
One person was playing the guzheng, another the pipa, and yet another the flute. Of the remaining people, three were pouring wine, while the rest were dancing.
The ensemble music transformed the quiet private room into a lively one.
"Drink, keep drinking, Manager Yan. I, Zhu Changji, have never admired anyone in my life, except you—"
He swayed as he stood up, holding a full glass of wine, the trembling of his arm causing some of the wine to spill.
Yan Xia rubbed her forehead; she felt her vision was starting to blur.
But it doesn't seem right to refuse.
Having never been involved in social gatherings in either of her lives, Yan Xia didn't know how to refuse.
Just as she was about to steel herself and pour the wine, Fengshi stopped her and poured himself a full glass.
"Manager Yan is a woman and cannot hold her liquor. Manager Zhu, I would like to offer you a toast."
He drank it all in one gulp, his expression unchanged.
"Haha, so you're starting to protect your own now. You little rascal, since you're helping to drink, you should at least drink three cups. You still need two more."
He poured himself two glasses, and after drinking them, he acted as if nothing had happened.
Zhu Changji then let him go.
Continue to enjoy the dance.
Madam Zhu was already drunk and was resting on the table.
I don't know if she's asleep or not.
"Sister, I'm so hot!"
A few minutes later, Yan Xia felt the urge to urinate. She was about to go out to pee when Feng Shi suddenly leaned close to her, his warm breath brushing against her ear.
The itching sensation made Yan Xia shudder involuntarily.
Why are you calling me "sister" out of the blue, and with such a...
So alluring.
Yan Xia looked at Feng Shi and saw that his eyes were red and his expression was dazed, probably because he was drunk.
After all, I drank three cups in a row.
Even the best alcohol tolerance can't withstand it.
"You're not wearing much either. I was just about to ask you if you were cold."
Yan Xia didn't push him away because he got drunk while helping her drink. She just looked at herself and saw that she was wearing three layers of clothes: an inner garment, a middle garment, and an outer garment.
But when it came to the occasion, she only had a red gauze dress.
He must have spilled some wine while drinking, as it dripped onto his chest, his gauze dress clinging tightly to his chest.
You can see several abdominal muscles.
Yan Xia couldn't take her eyes off it.
Good heavens, no wonder those men linger at brothels.
Even she would feel nostalgic.
Who could resist that?
"Sister, I'm not cold, I'm so hot! You can touch me if you don't believe me."
Feng Shi grabbed Yan Xia's hand and placed it on his abdomen. Through the gauze, he could clearly feel Yan Xia's abdominal muscles, and Yan Xia couldn't help but slide his hand up and down.
"Sister~ Sister~"
Feng Shi's voice was slightly hoarse.
"Forehead."
Yan Xia snapped out of her daze when she heard the word "sister." She pulled her hand back, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
Damn, she's such a pervert.
I lost control for a moment.
"I need to use the restroom, you drink first."
Yan Xia gently pushed Feng Shi away and escaped from the private room.
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