Not much was said at the moment. Tang Shuhu led the two to the second floor of the pleasure boat, which was already laughing and joy. Han Mo came in and took a look. There were not many guests in the huge hall, but only more than ten people, almost all dressed in literati. There was a case in front of him, and he sat cross-legged after the case, as if he had already talked about some topics.

The Ming Gong was sitting at this time, saying something to the person sitting next to him.

There are more than ten people present, including young talents in their early twenties, middle-aged scholars in their thirties and forties, and several Wensou over fifties.

Since these people can come to Tang Shuhu's banquet, they are naturally the elite among literati.

Tang Shuhu led the two of them in, then approached Han Mo's ear and said, "Brother Han, they don't know that I'm going to travel, and I don't want them to know!"

Han Mo knew his meaning and nodded.

After entering the cabin, everyone turned their attention to Tang Shuhu and the other two. Tang Shuhu had already shouted: "Boss Guan is familiar with each other, so there is no need to introduce it... But Brother Han, I believe everyone has heard of his reputation, but not many have seen him!"

When Ming Rushui saw Han Mo coming in, his face immediately fell down, and he snorted coldly, with an extremely unhappy expression.

Except for Ming Rushui, who came to the banquet today, others were really talented and knowledgeable. Among the countless literati in the capital, they may not be the most famous, but they were all the ones that Tang Shuhu could see.

There were only two or three people present at the reception banquet of the National Guardian that night.

"When will the bright moon come in? Ask Qingtian with wine?" Tang Shuhu murmured a few words, took Han Mo's hand in, and sat down in the pre-arranged position. The two of them were seated next to each other. "When you hear this poem, should you know who this person is?"

At this time, Guan Haofeng had already sat down behind the vacant case, very natural and completely unrestrained.

A young scholar who was only twenty-five or twenty-six years old had already said: "Could it be... Could this be the son of Han Mo, the deputy envoy of Yan State?"

Tang Shuhu laughed and said, "Brother Yu Bai really has good eyesight. He is Mr. Han, the deputy envoy of Yan State." He introduced to Han Mo: "This is Brother Wenyu Bai Wen. He has excellent piano skills. Shuhu is ashamed of himself!"

Wen Yubai hurriedly said, "Brother Tang is too humble."

When everyone learned that this young man was Han Mo who wrote "When will the Moon Come", they couldn't help but look at him. Ming Rushui was also a little surprised and turned his eyes back on Han Mo, but he finally smiled coldly and looked disdainful.

Han Mo just smiled and bowed his hand around with his fists.

He came here today and didn't want to stay for too long. He just gave Tang Shuhu some face, so he stayed for a moment and found a reason to leave.

To be honest, although he learned a lot of ancient Chinese studies in his childhood, Han Mo was not very interested in this type of knowledge. He just wanted to integrate into this era and learn some common sense that he should know very selectively.

Since childhood, his mind has been mainly devoted to special training.

What we face today can be said to be the masters of ancient science. If we talk about ancient science with them, Han Mo knew very well that he was definitely not a match for these people, so the best choice today is to pretend to be reserved and profound first, and then leave as soon as possible.

...

The seats in Han Mo's cabin are full, and it seems that everyone has arrived.

Tang Shuhu had already laughed loudly and said, "Everyone, Shuhu will re-compile the song "When will the bright moon come?" today, and even asked Miss Xianyun to play it for you to increase your interest!"

Han Mo sighed in his heart that this era really ignored copyright and used his own lyrics to compose music. It seemed to be natural and there was no sense of infringement.

At this time, a little girl came down from the third floor and giggled and said, "Young Master Tang and you guys wait. Sister Xianyun is dressing up and will come down soon!"

Tang Shuhu had already smiled and said to Han Mo: "Brother Han may not know that the peacock and the Eight Phoenixes are the most beautiful. It is rare for this Fairy Cloud girl to come out once." He leaned close to Han Mo's ear and lowered his voice: "Eight pleasure boats, the top brands of each boat are collectively called Eight Phoenixes, and the other seven phoenixes have been caged. Only this Fairy Cloud is still virgin today... If Brother Han is determined, and shows off his skills today, he may be favored by beauty, and today he will make her a woman!"

Han Mo was sweating on his forehead, and Tang Shuhu was the name of a romantic talent. The word "romantic" was really not wrong. He could only laugh in a low voice and said, "I can't even take Brother Tang down!"

Tang Shuhu smiled helplessly and said, "To be honest with Brother Han, I saw this fairy cloud three years ago. She is just a maid in the Mengyun Boat. At the age of sixteen, the green bud is just blooming, and it is about to bloom..."

Han Mo coughed and smiled bitterly in his heart. Tang Shuhu was talented, but he seemed to be very interested in women. Perhaps because he was too addicted to women, it would be difficult for this talent to make it difficult for this talent to make a huge breakthrough in some aspects.

Tang Shuhu didn't mind at all, but still leaned close to him and laughed in a low voice: "Later, I don't even remember what happened. This Xianyun actually became a sworn brother and sister with me... and became my godsister...!"

When Han Mo heard this, he laughed and said, "So that's it. No wonder Miss Xianyun can still keep it..."

The two of them lowered their heads and laughed softly. Everyone was surprised to see that they had rarely seen Tang Shuhu as intimate as others.

Everyone was not restricted. Seeing Tang Shuhu and Han Mo talking, they did not disturb each other. They were just talking about piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, songs, and essays. Most of them had a great time talking.

"But this little girl is born a beauty." Tang Shuhu sighed softly: "Now she is getting more and more beautiful, and she has become the top player in the Mengyunfang... How many people want to comb the cage, but I let it go. Unless Xianyun is willing, no one can touch her finger..."

Han Mo smiled and nodded. In fact, he felt that this Xianyun might be really beautiful and talented, but he was afraid that he would become the leader of the Mengyunfang.

Just imagine, if you can comb the fucking sister of Daqing's most talented man, it is naturally extremely respectful to spread this matter.

Tang Shuhu occasionally came to Peacock Lake. He had been to the Mianyun Boat several times. It was just a girl on the Mianyun Boat, just playing the piano. When Tang Shuhu saw Xianyun being so beautiful, he took action to snatch it a few times, and even gave Xianyun two hands a troll to the Mianyun.

Speaking of which, it is just a general friendship.

But how could the Yinyun Boat miss such a good opportunity? After several times, Xianyun became Tang Shuhu's god sister. Because of this, the statement of Yinyun Boat spread far and wide and became the most expensive one among the eight peacock boats.

Although Tang Shuhu was romantic and unrestrained, since Xianyun became his godsister, he naturally couldn't do it himself.

In fact, there are dozens of singers and dancers on these pleasure boats, all of which are both beautiful and talented. However, each pleasure boat will also hold a top card in it, which is equivalent to being the leading actress and using it as the signature of the pleasure boat.

The operation of Peacock Lake Painting Boat is already very experienced. They know deeply what it means to "hold a pipa and half-cover your face". This top girl does not come out every day, but she only comes out every now and then. Every time she comes out, she will make a big advertisement in advance, and the money she takes to board the boat also increases exponentially.

In the name of "Tang Shuhu's sister", the fairy cloud girl in the Mist Boat is not only the top card of the Mist Boat, but also the top card of the Peacock Eight Boat. It can be said that the Peacock Eight Boat has represented the highest level of the Fengyue venue in the Qingguo Country. The girls who can perform in the Peacock Eight Boat, let alone the top card, just talking about ordinary singers and dancers, are also the best in the Fengyue venue. "Peacock Eight Phoenix" is naturally the top girl in the capital of Qingguo Country. If you can rank first among the Peacock Eight Phoenixes, that is, the elder sister of the Fengyue Realm of the Qingguo Country.

With such a sign, the Mist Boat will naturally make a fortune every day. The benefactors who can climb the Mist Boat will naturally think about how to comb the fairy cloud girl down.

However, the owner of the Mengyun Boat is extremely smart and knows that this Xianyun girl is different from an ordinary top card. After holding it up, she will be combed out at a high price. She takes advantage of the opportunity to continue for a while and makes a big profit. When the benefactors are tired of it, there will naturally be new girls being picked up, renewed and kept it fresh in the pleasure boat.

But since this Xianyun girl got up with the reputation of "Tang Shuhu's sister", it is naturally extraordinary. Without any necessity, she will naturally not easily comb the Xianyun out.

After all, "Tang Shuhu's god sister" cannot be updated, and the different ordinary top brands are updated.

Han Mo naturally didn't know the entanglements. He only thought that Tang Shuhu was passing by in the romance and moon field and now became the fucking brother of this Xianyun girl, and it was hard to start.

Everyone was laughing and laughing, and saw a few girls suddenly coming down from the third floor, all of whom were small lily, wearing pink jackets, knowing that these were just singers in the pleasure boat.

However, these little girls placed a guqin in the middle of the cabin, and placed a soft cushion on the edge of the zither, and even burned sandalwood.

Everyone suddenly became silent and knew in their hearts that the Xianyun girl would appear and perform for everyone.

Everything was ready, and I heard the call from the upstairs, "Miss Xianyun is going downstairs!"

In the sound, although there were no footsteps on the stairs, a graceful figure slowly stepped down from the upper floor, like a white cloud floating into the mortal world from the sky.

The woman was wearing a white long dress and a water-green coat, with high black hair, jade flour cheeks, almond eyes and nose, and cherry mouths. The clothes she wore didn't look noble, but they were shining. She walked like walking and was like a weak willow to support the wind, and when she looked around, she was a beautiful and beautiful woman.

When Han Mo saw it, he secretly praised her. Although this woman was extremely beautiful and elegant in temperament, the packaging skills of the mist boat were indeed very powerful, because the jewelry worn by this fairy girl not only did not look vulgar, but also added a bit of nobility in the dust, just like a beautiful moon, dotted with a few night stars, adding to the artistic conception.

After coming downstairs, the woman owed her body to the surroundings, smiled charmingly, and said in a sweet voice: "Little woman Yunxian, this is a polite person!"

Although she is still a virgin, she has been in a romantic place for a long time. With every frown and smile, she naturally knows how to add her charm to attract customers. Most of the guests linger in a romantic place, and they like this charming and coquettish style.

Most literati do not think that the place of romance is a place of dirt. On the contrary, many literati students prefer to wander among the place of romance and moon, looking for so-called inspiration. In the country of Qing, love stories between literati and romance women often occur.

When everyone saw Xianyun bowing, they bowed back to the ceremony.

The fairy cloud swept to Tang Shuhu, smiled sweetly, nodded slightly, and then he reached the guqin, knelt down, and tweaked his fingers lightly. Han Mo felt that the sound of nature sounded in his ears, coming slowly from far to near.

At the beginning, the sound was still light, as if a mountain spring was wandering and flowing, gradually becoming tighter, as if the drizzle in early spring was dense. Listening to the fine ears, the sound of the piano seemed to have strange magic, and the sound seemed to be hovering above the head, and it seemed to be whispering in the ears, which made people intoxicated.

“When will the bright moon come?

Ask the sky with wine?

...

Turn to Zhuge,

Low-fashioned house,

...

This is a matter of no end.

I hope people will last forever

Let’s share the beauty of the moon together from thousands of miles away!

….”

A pleasant female voice sounded along with the sound of the piano, crisp and gentle, as if telling the girl’s thoughts, gentle and gentle, which actually changed the ethereal and grand artistic conception to make it more beautiful.

The guests around them closed their eyes, shook their heads and savored them.

After this first singing, everyone was still immersed in it, only feeling the charm of it and need to continue to savor it.

Tang Shuhu picked up the folding fan, opened the folding fan with a "puff", shook his head gently, looked at Han Mo with a smile, and asked, "Brother Han, what do you think of this song? How about Miss Xianyun's piano skills and music skills?"

Han Mo smiled and said, "Very good!"

Seeing Han Mo's expression calm, Tang Shuhu couldn't help but say, "Brother Han, this is probably not your heartfelt words. What do you think of this song? Why don't you say it out and study it together!"

Han Mo thought about it and said, "Actually, the piano skills and music skills are excellent. Miss Xianyun is a masterpiece, but... there are only slight flaws!"

Xianyun opened her beautiful eyes wide and looked at Han Mo curiously.

But Ming Rushui had already sneered: "This song has beautiful artistic conception, excellent piano skills, and gentle singing voice. What are the flaws? Young man, are you really proficient in the rhythm?"

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