Chapter 151 Li Qingnu

Until the sky gradually darkened, when Qi Xuansu and Zhang Yuelu were a little impatient, the main character finally appeared.

Not disappointing the two, this world-famous Miss Li was impeccable in terms of appearance, which made Qi Xuansu a little at a loss for words. He could only say that it was impossible to add or subtract a point, as if a beauty in a painting had fallen into the world, and her temperament was even more secluded and independent.

A beauty can conquer a city with a smile, and a country with another smile, but that's all.

Qi Xuansu was distracted for a moment, and in an instant, it seemed that everything in the flower hall quickly disappeared, and in the end, only the woman in front of him was left, nothing else.

It wasn't until Zhang Yuelu knocked on Qi Xuansu's head with a folding fan that Qi Xuansu woke up.

Zhang Yuelu was not unhappy, but just said, "Be careful."

Qi Xuansu's face was a little solemn: "There is something strange."

"Of course there is something strange." Zhang Yuelu's eyes were filled with purple air, "This Miss Li actually possesses the superior Taoist skills, and her cultivation is not bad. She seems to be an alchemist."

Qi Xuansu looked around again.

The people in the flower hall have not come back to their senses yet. Obviously, these young masters do not have the cultivation of Zhang Yuelu. This is also reasonable. In addition to talent and Taiping money, the realm cultivation mainly depends on hard work.

These young masters do not lack Taiping money, but their talent may not be so good, and most of their time is wasted. Although Qi Xuansu did not practice Qi when he was out, he spent several hours every day meditating and practicing Qi when he was in Yujing. Before settling in Yujing, Qi Xuansu practiced diligently. Even so, because of his insufficient bones, he was only at the Kunlun stage. So even if these young masters have some cultivation, they are at most at the Kunlun stage, and have not even become innate people.

At the same time, Li Qingnu also noticed Zhang Yuelu, and looked away after exchanging glances with Zhang Yuelu.

Then four green-turbaned men carried out a low table, on which was placed an obviously old guqin, and an exquisite incense burner, with curling smoke and a bit of purple. Li Qingnu knelt down on the table, his face blurred by the smoke, looming, and making him look elegant and ethereal.

Then there were a few "clang" sounds, and the sound of the guqin sounded, at first like big and small pearls falling on a jade plate, then faster, like climbing a peak, and then like falling into the valley, the sound of the guqin became faster and faster, like a storm, and after a moment, the sound of the guqin slowed down, sometimes revealing a murderous intention, and sometimes gentle and graceful.

For a while, except for Zhang Yuelu, everyone in the flower hall who had just woken up was intoxicated again.

Qi Xuansu was prepared and was not tempted by the sound of the guqin, but he also resisted hard and could only guard the spiritual platform tightly.

Zhang Yuelu didn't understand music at all. She didn't know how good Miss Li was, but she could tell that the sound of the piano was full of mystery.

From this, it seemed that Miss Li had at least reached the stage of returning to the true self. This was interesting. A master at the stage of returning to the true self was not an insignificant little person even in the Taoist sect. As long as he was willing to endure the years, he could at least become a fourth-grade Taoist priest. But now he was committed to such a romantic place, so he must have some ulterior motive.

It seemed that Miss Li was not just a cash cow for the Li family.

At this moment, Li Qingnu's eyes fell on Zhang Yuelu again. It was not that Li Qingnu could see through Zhang Yuelu's true and false, but that everyone was drunk and she was the only one sober. Among the obsessed people, Zhang Yuelu, who acted as if nothing had happened, was too conspicuous.

Zhang Yuelu and Li Qingnu looked at each other, and the purple air in their eyes became stronger, almost overflowing from their eye sockets.

Li Qingnu was frightened by Zhang Yuelu's gaze, and her piano playing slowed down a beat. The sound of the piano became chaotic, and she could no longer maintain the artistic conception just now. The people in the flower hall suddenly woke up from the sound of the piano.

Seeing this, Miss Li simply stopped playing the piano and smiled.

This smile was about to overwhelm the guests.

Qi Xuansu finally got rid of it, took a long breath, and whispered: "Isn't it a poetry meeting? Why is the piano still playing?"

Zhang Yuelu casually said: "It's probably foreplay, similar to the storyteller's opening poem."

As he was talking, the poetry meeting officially began. Under normal circumstances, a poetry meeting only needs a dozen people, so that whether it is drinking games or other things, they can be played. But if it is changed to a scale of more than a hundred people, it will not work.

However, Li Qingnu's reputation is too big, and there are too many people who come here for her reputation. In addition, the brothel needs to make money, and it cannot push customers outside, so it has become this scale. For this reason, the academy had already thought of a solution. The people who were truly qualified to participate in the poetry meeting were the people in the first two rows, and the people behind were just listening to the music and being the audience. This was also the reason why Li Qingnu played a song first, so that the people in the back row felt that this trip was worthwhile and that they had not wasted their money.

However, Qi Xuansu was struggling to resist the sound of the piano, and she felt that she was just asking for trouble.

As for Zhang Yuelu, she felt a little unlucky, as if she had a conflict with the academy.

In the following poetry meeting, the talented scholars were like peacocks with their tails spread out, showing their magical powers, and Li Qingnu acted as the judge.

Qi Xuansu had no interest in the poetry meeting at all, and was drowsy from listening to it. He only observed Li Qingnu occasionally. Anyway, everyone's eyes were focused on her, so she would not attract attention.

In his opinion, Li Qingnu was not impatient with this kind of thing, but she was not very enthusiastic about it either, and she seemed a little perfunctory.

This was reasonable, and she should have attracted most of her attention to Zhang Yuelu.

When the poetry meeting was over, Li Qingnu hesitated for a moment, looked straight at Zhang Yuelu, and asked, "What is your name, sir?"

In an instant, everyone's eyes followed Li Qingnu's gaze and fell on Zhang Yuelu.

In the midst of many envious and jealous eyes, Zhang Yuelu stood up slowly and waved his folding fan: "Without your honor, my surname is Tantai."

Li Qingnu said softly: "It turns out to be Mr. Tantai. I wonder if Mr. Tantai is willing to show his respect?"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole hall was in an uproar.

There are so many people here listening to music, no matter how elegant they pretend to be, but it is all about the relationship between men and women. According to the rules, whether it is a poetry meeting or a church meeting, Li Qingnu will choose one person from the crowd to "tell a story" afterwards. ”, that is, stay overnight.

Although staying the night does not mean that you can have a kiss, I haven't heard of any guest who can be Li Qingnu's guest. But even if you sit there all night, it will save your face to talk about it. It is a good story to talk for a long time and hold a candle at night. Besides, if you can't even spend the night together, how can you talk about a happy relationship?

At this time, Miss Li took the initiative to invite Zhang Yuelu, and the others were naturally out of luck.

Zhang Yuelu asked very directly: "Can we two go together?"

These words are a bit ambiguous, especially in the courtyard, which somewhat means two dragons and one phoenix. Ordinary women are just asking for extra money. For the sake of face, most popular girls will not accept such requests unless the customer is extremely powerful. As for the oiran, that's even more impossible.

As soon as he finished speaking, a young master said loudly: "It's already a blessing that Miss Li likes you, how can you dare to ask for anything else? Who do you think Miss Li is?"

Zhang Yuelu didn't care and asked instead: "I ask Miss Li, what does it have to do with you? Who are you to Miss Li? Madam?"

This man was slapped by Zhang Yuelu, and he didn't know how to reply for a moment, his face turned red from the pain.

Someone snorted heavily: "Vulgar."

Before Zhang Yuelu could speak, Li Qingnu smiled and said, "It doesn't matter."

These words were like a bolt from the blue, causing a commotion in the flower hall.

Zhang Yuelu smiled and asked Qi Xuansu to join him.

Li Qingnu lowered his head slightly, indicating to the maid that she did not need to follow, and would personally lead the way. Zhang Yuelu and Qi Xuansu followed.

After the three people came out of the flower hall, they followed a corridor to a warming pavilion. Pushing the door open and entering, the floor was covered with a carpet brought from the Western Regions, with cushions on it, and a small table for warming wine and making tea. There were all kinds of tea sets on the table, and there was also a small copper incense burner.

Li Qingnu asked the two of them to sit down casually. She knelt down behind the small table and began to play with the tea sets skillfully.

It was only then that Qi Xuansu was able to observe Li Qingnu up close.

Her dark eyebrows are like willow leaves, her pupils are like stars, and her red lips are full of charm. To be fair, Zhang Yuelu is slightly inferior in terms of appearance alone. However, Qi Xuansu felt that Zhang Yuelu was more amiable and lovely.

Zhang Yuelu sniffed the aroma and said, "This is the soothing incense unique to the Li family. Which generation of the Li family is Miss Li?"

"Although his surname is Li, it has not been included in the family tree. If he is really the daughter of the Li family, how could he engage in such a lowly industry?" Li Qingnu replied.

Zhang Yuelu said: "How can you say it is a lowly industry?"

Li Qingnu smiled lightly and said: "You make a living by selling smiles and serving people with sex. Isn't it very noble?"

Qi Xuansu said casually: "It depends on who you compare with. After all, the world today is to laugh at poverty but not at prostitution. If a poetry meeting costs ten thousand Taiping, it naturally deserves the word 'expensive'."

The two women turned to look at Qi Xuansu at the same time.

Qi Xuansu felt a little uncomfortable and coughed dryly: "I just said it casually."

Zhang Yuelu was so used to it that he didn't even need to sigh helplessly.

Li Qingnu looked down upon Qi Xuansu and said lightly, "Does this young master only see money?"

Qi Xuansu said: "It seems that Miss Li has never experienced the hard life of having no money. As long as she lives a few years, I guarantee that Miss Li will be like me. Of course, the premise is that Miss Li does not have this level of cultivation."

Li Qingnu didn't get angry and just said: "Actually, I have experienced poor days. My father was convicted, my mother died of illness, the family property was confiscated, and I lived on the street."

Qi Xuansu did not refute.

Zhang Yuelu shook the folding fan and said: "Why are you talking about these things? Miss Li kindly invited us over. Of course she wants to talk about some romantic things."

Li Qingnu was silent for a moment and then said proactively: "Master Tantai possesses the superior skills of the Taoist sect. He should be at the stage of returning to his true form. He is also at such an age, so he shouldn't be unknown."

Zhang Yuelu said: "Tao Sect Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, my Taoist skills mean nothing. Besides, although Miss Li is famous, I don't know that Miss Li also has extraordinary cultivation."