That little fly

Chapter 145

Shui Qingqian wanted to go, not because he wanted to do something, he was serious.The last time he went to the fireworks venue, facing a group of sisters-in-law with big breasts and fat buttocks, he just said 'spicy eyes' and turned back.Looking back, isn't this reaction a bit abnormal?Of course, there may be many reasons, especially because he was not yet an adult at that time, and he had no sense of impulsiveness, which is excusable, and there may be other factors.Therefore, he needs another chance to prove himself, when he is mature enough physically and mentally.Shui Qingqian is very frank about this issue. The sage said that there is nothing to avoid in human nature.

Then again, even if you really want to do something, there are no conditions.With Shui Qingqian and Ji Zhao's vision, I absolutely can't accept the indecent place where you take off your pants and go straight to the theme as soon as you enter the door, and those famous flower boats play on the taste of wealth and talent, and more in the form of singing and dancing banquets. Only when the guests are in a happy mood can they talk about what to do next.If it's the head of Huadan's stage, you still have to obey the date set by the other girl, why don't you say see you?There are even some oirans who put up some gimmicks such as poetry competitions and chess competitions. If you don't have a certain level of competitiveness, you won't be able to get the front door.

Ji Zhaoneng was already out of line when he was used to the clear and shallow water, and it was impossible for him to expose his royal identity by showing off the horses and horses.Therefore, the best flower boats that these "children of educated rich merchants" can temporarily rent are the second-rate ones in the first-class flower boats, listening to music and singing.The flower boat is exquisite and small, the boat is smooth, and the kabuki has a decent appearance and a sweet voice. With the local specialties, it is comfortable and elegant, and I can't ask for more.

The kabuki sang a local ditty, Ji Zhao didn't understand it, and didn't care to appreciate it, but found that Shui Qingqian listened carefully, and there were plates of snacks under his nose, but he just stared at the girl, as a foodie, He actually held it back today, which made Ji Zhao feel a little uncomfortable. He was looking forward to the enlightenment of the simple and shallow feelings, but what if the enlightenment came to a woman... Ji Zhao couldn't help but feel irritable just thinking about it.

Ji Zhao picked up a chopstick of dried crystal silk and fed it, trying to wake up a certain foodie.

Well?There was something delicious in his mouth, the water was clear and shallow, and he quickly regained his senses, licked the sugar residue next to his mouth, gave Ji Zhao a warm smile, and then leaned on Ji Zhao's body so that the other party could feed him at any time, but he turned his mind back to singing Ji was on him, so concentrated that his eyes almost disappeared for a moment.With the sweet and soft voice of a kabuki lingering in his ears, Ji Zhao put down his chopsticks and flicked his fingers on his knees. This was a small movement when he was thinking. His eyes were deep and unknown, and he was quite absent-minded.

I don't know how long it took, the singing stopped, the sound of the piano stopped, and the two kabukis greeted everyone with their instruments in their arms. Ji Zhao raised his hand to signal a reward, which meant to see off the guests in disguise, and at the same time secretly observed the clear and shallow water. Shui Qingqian's reaction was: like a hungry ghost reincarnated, he pounced on Xiaoji's plate of cold snacks, picked one up and threw it into his mouth, eating it quickly.

"I'm exhausted, it doesn't sound good! It's too exhausting!" Shui Qingqian's disgust should not be too obvious.

Others: →_→

Shui Qingqian was still complaining, "We shouldn't have ordered this. I'm still not familiar with the local dialect, and I can understand the words, but the singing can't keep up with it. I didn't understand several places. Alas, the singing is so good Hurry up, I'm so tired and have a headache." Shui Qingqian raised his hand and rubbed his temples, what's more, it delayed his enjoyment of the delicious food, the crab buns were cold!

Brother Yun looked at him with a face full of shock: "What else have you heard from them?"

"Oh, otherwise?" Shui Qingqian looked puzzled, "What else do you want to do if you don't listen to the song?" They just performed this.

Ji Zhao: ...

Brother Yun: "Who cares what they sing!"

Listening to Xiao Quer in this kind of place is to look at the face, look at the hands, and listen to Wu Nong's soft words. What the hell is listening to Quer telling stories?There are local ditties like this all over the place, which are similar with minor differences.It is to arrange such a story, which is about gifted scholars and beauties, and then express it with singing and simple instruments.In some places, snare drums are used, and in other places, bamboo bells are used. In Anzhou, the girls just used the local sanxian.But in the final analysis, it is a form, the content of the story is never the focus, and the style is the essence.Listening to the song, what you want is the voice, the charm, and the soft tune that makes people crisp to the bone. Who cares about the lyrics?

Shui Qingqian expressed doubts, "Don't tell me that you never listen to lyrics when you listen to opera."

Brother Yun really wanted to kneel, "Is this the same as listening to an opera in a big theater? My young master, this is a flower boat! Why are you here?"

flower!Boat!

Everything centered on female sex, with prostitution as the ultimate goal... So, he was the only one who was foolishly paying attention to the libretto and listening to the kabuki telling stories... Seeing the silent and complicated eyes of the Jin Wuwei brothers, water Qingqian finally understands the routines of the adult world.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah,

What a shame! !

With a smile on his face, Ji Zhao stretched out his hand to stroke the child's fur, "The Anzhou dialect is five states away from the standard official dialect, so it's really hard for you."

Shui Qingqian glared angrily: Friends!do!

Ji Zhao clapped his hands, asked someone to exchange fresh snacks to comfort someone's little heart, and changed the subject in time, "What's next? What else do you want to do?"

"Stop the ditties, watch the singing and dancing!" Shui Qingqian asked in a rough voice, just a little bit away from gnashing his teeth.Whether it's a misunderstanding, or something else, is it just his misunderstanding that the usual routines on the flower boat can be so confusing to him?Shui Qingqian had to examine his own problems. Facing the beautiful girl Wu Nong spoke softly, he didn't think about it at all, and he acted too unstraight!It has to be straightforward, the kind that is directly eye-catching!

They need to change boats to watch singing and dancing. Their small boat has limited space. It’s okay to sit and play the piano and sing, but singing and dancing can’t be done, especially for large-scale group dance performances.Song and dance performances must have three, six, and nine grades.There is only one Cong Jinfang venue for high-level performances tonight. It is said that Feng Yanyan, the top six singing and dancing masters in Anzhou City, is Cong Jinfang's pillar. The finale of the performance tonight will be a new set of songs and dances practiced by Mr. Feng ,A rare opportunity.

According to common sense, even if Shui Qingqian and the others knew the news, they would definitely not have a chance to enter the arena.Seats are limited, admission qualifications must be sold out early, and it is hard to find.It's a coincidence, no, it's a coincidence, it's just earlier today, I heard that there were guests in Yueming Building who had conflicts, jealousy and fights, and then a certain son's face was damaged unexpectedly, so he had to miss Cong Jinfang's place later. By such a coincidence, the vacant quota was just cut off by the group of them - it's over!beautiful!

The water is clear and shallow: →_→

Shui Qingqian studied with many military leaders, read so many war history, the deepest understanding is: nothing in this world is a coincidence.Brother Zhao is responsive to his every request, miraculously satisfying any of his whim wishes, which cannot but be said to be caring.But at the same time, behind planning for a rainy day is the motivation to make arrangements in advance. Thinking about it this way, Shui Qingqian still feels a little sour in her heart.Hmph, he didn't say he had to watch the singing and dancing, so why actively inquire about these.

Ignoring the contradiction of clear and shallow water, they thought carefully, anyway, they changed boats and connected to Cong Jinfang's main boat on the lake very smoothly.This ship is big, the main cabin is a big lobby, the stage is in the center, and the 270-degree corner stand can be divided into two floors. On the first floor, there are at least a dozen tables around the stage. box.Shui Qingqian, Ji Zhao and a group of Jin Wuwei brothers are a bit large in number, but they are in a box here, and Shui Qingqian and Ji Zhao sit side by side at the front, and there are two rows of empty space behind them. Crowded, no longer able to sit down, standing around casually, watching singing and dancing will not be affected.

"Fortunately, we snatched a box." Shui Qingqian took a look, if it was a round table downstairs, a table would be crowded with four or five people at most, and the others would have to avoid it.

So, you guys are quite good at picking someone to start with!

Shui Qingqian's eyes meant that.

Brother Song rolled his dead fish eyes and explained, "The following is the VIP seat, and those who can get the seat are all celebrities from the Anzhou region." It's just a tricky idea, understand?Even if you want to grab a seat, of course you have to pinch the soft persimmons.

"The VIP seats are in the lobby, not in the boxes?" Shui Qingqian overturned her perception.Private rooms are a symbol of status. They usually go to theaters, teahouses, and auction houses... How can they let noble people sit in the lobby.

Ji Zhao pulled Shui Qingqian to sit down, "Sit down and get closer to the stage."

Understand in seconds!

Unspoken rules of fireworks venues!

Shui Qingqian's small eyes turned around to the many Jin Wuwei brothers, and sure enough, they laughed at him again, and his small face gradually swelled into a bun shape, hum, I don't care about you!

Later, when the music came together, everyone upstairs and downstairs calmed down to enjoy the song and dance performance, and there was no other disturbance.

The swallow dance of two people, the peacock dance of nine people, the lotus dance of blooming lotus, the peony dance of national beauty and heavenly fragrance... sometimes graceful and sometimes unrestrained. With a pink and pretty face, in good conscience, the first-class singing and dancing flower boat is well-deserved, but how amazing it is to make Shui Qingqian feel amazing, that's not enough, Shui Qingqian has so much knowledge.The level of singing and dancing in the first-class flower boats is far from the level of singing and dancing in palace banquets, which is more than a few state capitals away.

It's not amazing, but it does make Shui Qingqian eye-opening and refreshing.This is Huafang. No matter how much you emphasize the taste, some essential things will remain the same.After learning the previous lesson, Shui Qingqian adjusted the focus of the observation slightly, and it was not difficult for him to find that every time they rotated, lowered their waists, kicked, stretched, they showed not only their dancing skills, but also their faces And figure, showing softness, slimness, slenderness, roundness and some kind of looming desire to speak all the time.

You can't say that this kind of singing and dancing is filthy, but the hints and provocative meanings in it also have a taste of "the prostitute sees prostitution".With the sharp senses of the clear water, he can catch the subtle movements of some people's rapid heartbeat, swallowing saliva, or the subtle friction of cloth when crossing their legs in an attempt to cover up something without looking back. sound.

This is a normal reaction. The knowledge Shui Qingqian has learned tells him that such a straightforward physiological reaction is exactly the behavior that most men should have. It is a sign of normal mental and physical health. It is not worth making a joke and paying attention to it. It is not appropriate The small group of people who responded was the question he had to start thinking about now.

Looking at those promiscuous dances, Shui Qingqian is very sure that her mood is calm, her emotions are stable, her heartbeat is normal, but she doesn't feel anything, which means she has no physical reaction to women.So here comes the question, he has no feelings for women, is he really a broken sleeve?Shui Qingqian couldn't help taking a sneak peek at Ji Zhao with his small eyes. He couldn't ignore the few experiences he had before, all because of Brother Zhao, and the process was wonderful, and he was in good health both physically and mentally.He used to doubt it, especially now that he could even feel Brother Zhao's heartbeat and breathing were normal.Faced with so many women, his heart is as calm as water, does that mean... When this idea came up, a small voice in Shui Qingqian's heart reminded him rationally: Brother Zhao has always been serious and serious, Even when I helped him.Moreover, he would help, maybe only because he is Shui Qingqian, Shui Qingqian admits a little discouraged.Brother Zhao has always been responsive to him, and he has been a good brother since he was a child, so maybe that is really nothing.Moreover, it's not that Brother Zhao never rejected him. During the few days when his reaction was not so serious, it was Brother Zhao who forced him to practice exercises every morning to consume himself. Thinking about it, he didn't like doing that for him.

Alright, alright, Shui Qingqian changed his sitting posture, slowed down his breathing, and adjusted his anxiety. Before making any conclusions, he should have consulted a doctor, come to the imperial medical hall for consultation, and started to draw unknown conclusions It's too early to panic.As one of the precious qualities of a general, Shui Qingqian has learned to stabilize the morale of the army and control emotions in the face of uncontrollable crises, at least pretend to stabilize emotions.Besides, Shui Qingqian's self-enlightenment of having fun while suffering, and his lack of interest in female sex does not mean that he must be crooked.What if, he is x indifferent!

Just when Shui Qingqian thought that he had let go of his entanglements for the time being, he remembered a heart-pounding piece of evidence: Brother Zhao is a scumbag who has experienced many battles. The things in front of him may be of the level of small fish and shrimps, and he doesn't pay attention to them at all. Here, of course, he behaved as calm as water, so unlike the gang of singles behind him who have no concentration... I also have a lot of concentration!Shui Qingqian suddenly remembered something, and began to defy Shui's previous inferences confidently, except for the few times with Brother Zhao, he also!have!who!No way, it's all because of Brother Zha Zhao's good skills, and it has nothing to do with masculinity or anything.

Shui Qingqian's inner drama calmed down for a while, and she couldn't help thinking about the matter of 'masculinity'. To have a definite conclusion, other than go back and ask the imperial doctor, should he take this opportunity to try it first?For example, go to Nanfeng Pavilion to watch singing and dancing.Brother Zhao... If he made such a request, how would Brother Zhao react?Shui Qingqian seriously thought about the feasibility of Nanfeng Pavilion and his party with a chill on his back.Don't forget, at the beginning when I said I would go to Huafang to listen to Xiaoqu, but just listen to Tingge, brother Zhao looked like the king of Hades with a black face.Now, after seeing women and seeing men, isn't it a bit of a bottom line?Scum, too scum!Shui Qingqian is a bit afraid to imagine that kind of picture.On weekdays, he uses Brother Zhao as a shield to act like a god without being discovered by his parents. Start beating, it's brutal...

Probably because the inner drama was too rich and brought to the face, Shui Qingqian, who was distracted, suddenly met a pair of deep black eyes, the owner of the eyes reached out and stroked his bangs, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with you? Woolen cloth?"

Shui Qingqian was shocked, quickly regained consciousness, smiled, shook her head, then handed the cup of tea on the small table to Ji Zhao, and then took the tea herself as a cover.After taking a sip of tea, Shui Qingqian timidly decided to put aside the matter of Nanfeng Pavilion first, and wait for him to explore the situation before talking about it, and play it by ear.

Focusing back on the stage, Shui Qingqian realized that the group dance in the previous scene was over. The group of young ladies withdrew to the edge of the stage and sat in a circle, leaving only one girl dancing in the middle of the stage like a phoenix, while playing The track is...

"No Clothes"?

"...Same Enmity with You! How can I say that I have no clothes, and I have the same lust with You. Wang Yuxing Master..." The delicate voices of the young ladies around the stage echoed, and there was a silver light flashing in the center of the stage. With a soft swipe of a sword across the air, the white crane spread its wings.

Pfft——the tea that just entered my mouth, all went out.

cough cough cough...

Shui Qingqian choked to death, a big hand gently patted his back, it was Brother Zhao.

"So, this is the dance?" Ji Zhao said with a smile in his voice.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

The Jinwu Guard who eats melon: →_→

On the stage below, the shocking embossing (flowers) axes (fist) sword (embroidery) and dance (legs) continued, and the guests in the VIP seats screamed excitedly like chicken blood, and a small circle around the stage The voice of the lady Jiao Didi echoed repeatedly, "...how can I say that I have no clothes, and I share the same robe with my son, Wang Yuxing master, repair my spear..."

Clear water: ……………