blue shirt oath

Chapter 137 Millennium Dream

"Liu Fengchun?"

"Yes, it's the storyteller Liu Fengchun."

Gu Xingzhi remembered what happened yesterday, and the scratches on his face began to ache again.

This Liu Fengchun also said that he was ruthless in his strikes, and he didn't save his strength!

Gu Yi frowned, why is it Liu Fengchun again?

The last time Gu Yi had a big bag on his forehead, he went to the Pingkang Pavilion to rescue Liu Fengchun once. Could it be possible to check this Liu Fengchun with his injuries this time?

Out of respect for the scholars, Gu Yi subconsciously thought that Liu Fengchun would not be the murderer, but this was just a personal opinion.

Gu Yi was not familiar with Liu Fengchun, at least, he knew Liu Fengchun far less than Song Guichen.

Therefore, he dared to conclude that Song Guichen was definitely not the murderer, but he couldn't judge Liu Fengchun based on his personal opinion.

Gu Xingzhi said: "Miss Wen always likes to ignore me, but she looks at Liu Xiaobai differently. He has only been in Hangzhou for a few months, and Miss Wen doesn't know how many things she has done for him silently. How many tears have shed."

"Not only that, if Miss Wen has anything to say, she is willing to tell Liu Xiaobailian. Not long ago, Miss Wen asked Liu Bailian to send money back to her mother."

"Is there such a thing?"

"Oh, third brother, why did I lie to you!" Gu Xingzhi was indignant, "This Liu Bailian, don't look at his usual gentlemanly appearance, on the surface he turns a blind eye to Miss Wen's overtures, secretly he doesn't know how happy he is! Hmph! Scholars like them are duplicity! Clothes are beasts! Heads and ends!"

Gu Yi is funny, it's not that you haven't read books, this scolding scolded all the scholars.

He even scolded himself.

"Okay, second brother, I see that you have personal feelings for that Liu Sheng, and you have a lot of opinions."

"That's not true." Gu Xingzhi made no secret of his hostility towards Liu Fengchun, "Anyway, it's a fact that Miss Wen is close to Liu Bailian, and Miss Wen will definitely not doubt what he said."

"Even so, according to what the owner of Liuyifang said, Liu Sheng left after finishing his book in a hurry that day, and then Master Wen Yue came back to ask for leave with a look of anxiety on his face. Liu Sheng didn't have time to inform Master Wen Yue of any news at all."

"It seems reasonable for you to say that." Gu Xingzhi looked anxious, "If it wasn't Liu Bailian, who could it be?"

Gu Yi smiled: "Since everyone in Liuyifang who has contact with Master Wen Yue has been arrested by the government, then we will investigate from people outside Liuyifang."

"Outside of Six Arts Square?"

"That's right." Gu Yi walked out, "Isn't Musician Wen the most famous musician in Liuyifang? The music she composes must be very popular with the girls in various brothels. Let's go and find out."

Gu Xingzhi slapped his head, and followed behind Gu Yi.

"Third brother, you are absolutely right. The music composed by Ms. Wen is very popular. Girls from various brothels are vying to buy the right to sing the first song composed by her, but they still can't get it. Even Pingkang Museum Shou Cuiniang is also full of praise for her songs."

But Cui Niang is also proficient in singing and dancing. She is not only good at singing and dancing, but also good at composing music. She has always sung her own compositions, but she has never bought a composition from Liuyifang.

Speaking of Cuiniang, Gu Yi remembered the last time she told the truth and risked telling Wang Qinruo's conspiracy, he hadn't thanked her well, because he said: "Then let's go to the Pingkang Pavilion first."

It was still in the morning, and the Pingkang Pavilion was not yet open for business.

However, the inside of the museum was extremely lively, many girls gathered together in groups of three or four, playing and singing jingle-dangly, when they saw Gu Yi, the girls just glanced at them casually, and went about their own business.

Qingjun's young servant came forward, seeing that he was the young master of Mr. Ti Xing's family, his heart couldn't help but tremble first.

Especially Young Master Gu, wherever he goes, there must be some kind of case.

The servant didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly put on a smile, bent over and said: "My lords, the Pingkang Pavilion has not yet opened—"

Gu Yi put a few broken pieces of silver into the servant's hands, and said with a smile: "We two have nothing to do, just walk around at will, nothing else."

The boy thought to himself, if he walks around casually, can he come to the Pingkang Pavilion?
But thinking about the heavy money in his hand, which is a full month's wages, the smile on the boy's face became more sincere, and he suppressed the doubts in his heart, and said flatteringly: "In that case, please do it yourself, young master." .”

"Hey, I saw that playing and singing in the hall today is very lively, even more so than in the past, why is that?" Gu Xingzhi asked the boy who was about to leave, puzzled.

At this hour on weekdays, not to mention girls who play, play, play and sing, you don't even see a girl.

Unusually so lively today?

The servant immediately showed a clear expression, this Second Young Master Gu is indeed a veteran of Huajian, and he even knows that the Pingkang Pavilion is different today.

He explained with a smile: "Young master, I don't know. It is less than a month before the Qixi Xiangqiao meeting, and all the halls in Hangzhou are training intensively, just to win the championship at the Xiangqiao meeting."

Oh, I see.

Gu Yi asked: "My brother thinks, which girl is most likely to win the Xiangqiao meeting this year?"

"Of course it's Miss Liu Cuiliu from our Pingkang Pavilion!" The servant said proudly without even thinking about it, "Last year it was Cuiniang who won the championship with a song "Neon Clothes and Feather Clothes", and it must be this year."

Gu Xingzhi tilted his head to one side and snorted coldly.

Last year, Miss Wen's "Millennium Dream" was clearly better, but "Neon Clothes and Feather Clothes" is a famous song composed by Tang Minghuang and Yang Guifei, and the song "Cui Niang Dance" in Pingkang Pavilion took advantage of it!
Thinking of this, Gu Xingzhi felt sorry for Wen Yan again:
"I think it's better to dance other people's songs than to sing your own. Although Cui Niang's "Neon Clothes and Feather Clothes" is good, after all, it borrowed other people's achievements, which seems to be tricky. And the "Millennium Dream" written by Miss Wen of Liuyifang last year, everyone The notes are all written by myself, the words are crying blood, and the sound is inspiring, so that I can be called the leader!"

As a servant of the Pingkang Museum, it is a common thing to deal with Liuyifang, so he naturally knows about the affairs between Gu Xingzhi and Wen Yan, so he didn't argue with him, just smiled: "Young master's words are very true. "

Knowing that he was just perfunctory to himself, Gu Xingzhi felt angry. If Gu Yi wasn't still by his side, he would have a fit and beat someone up!
Gu Yi listened to the two of them talking, while looking at the Pingkang Pavilion.

Looking in the building, there was no trace of Xingshou Cui Niang anywhere, Gu Yi asked: "I don't know which song Cui Niang will use when she participates in the Xiangqiao meeting this year?"

The servant looked at Gu Yi vigilantly, and thought to himself, could it be that they came to inquire about the military situation?

Impossible impossible!Who is the third young master Gu, how could he do such a shameless thing?Moreover, the two of them are big men, and they will not participate in the Xiangqiao meeting.

Even though he thought so in his heart, the boy still answered impeccably:

"Young master, let's ask the younger ones, let alone villains, even the girls who participated in the competition, until the last moment, they still can't decide which song to use."

"Especially a master of temperament at Cui Niang's level, what she pays attention to is the right time, place and people. What music to play and what dance to dance all depends on her mood."

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