Chen Rui spent a lot of time in brothels in the past, so naturally he had no interest in these vulgar fans. The soldiers in the Night Assault Camp were different from him. They had been holding it in for a long time in the military camp. When they saw his sister, their eyes were already wide open and they wanted to pounce on her and bite her hard.
Looking at the expressions of the soldiers from the Yeji Camp, Yang Rong smiled slightly, waved his hands towards them and said, "Go, take it easy, take one with you each, and come down to have a drink after you're done."
After receiving his order, several soldiers from the Night Assault Battalion looked at each other and did not dare to get up immediately. Instead, they cast inquiring glances at Chen Rui.
Chen Rui nodded towards them and said to them lightly: "The adults want you to go, just go, I am here."
Hearing these words, the soldiers of the Night Assassin Camp jumped up without any delay. Each of them hugged the girl he had taken a liking to, and ran towards the attic on the second floor.
By the time the soldiers of the night camp held a sister and ran away, Yang Rongcai waved his hand towards the old son, and motioned for her to bring other sisters down, and only Sui was alone.
"Girl, can you play the piano?" Sitting at the table, Yang Rong put one hand on the table, turned his head and looked at Su'e, who was standing not far behind him, and asked lightly.
Su'e lowered her head and hummed softly, looking very reserved.
"Then please ask the girl to play a song for this general." Yang Rong turned around and sat facing Su'e, staring at Su'e's slightly red cheeks without blinking.
Yang Rong wanted to listen to the piano, and the old madam quickly asked Pao'er to prepare the piano case.
Just when Su'e was sitting next to the piano table and about to play the piano, Yang Rong said to the madam: "Close the door. At such an elegant time, if one or two common people come and make noise, wouldn't it disturb the elegance?"
Although she was a little reluctant, but she didn't dare to offend Yang Rong, the old madam responded and quickly asked Pao'er to close the door.
When the door of the brothel was closed, Yang Rong made an invitation gesture to Su'e and said, "Miss Su'e, please play the piano."
Su'e bowed slightly and said nothing. A pair of slender hands gently pressed on the strings and started stroking them.
Listening to the music played by Su'e, Yang Rong's brows wrinkled slightly.
From the music, he heard a hint of sadness, but this sadness was not for love like ordinary women, but had a different meaning.
After playing the song, Yang Rong, who was immersed in the music and experiencing the artistic conception, raised his head and asked Su'e: "May I ask where the girl is from?"
"My lord, Su'e is from Jianghuai." When Yang Rong asked about her place of origin, Su'e stood up and bowed slightly in response.
"What's the girl's family name?" Yang Rong asked further after hearing that she was from Jianghuai.
"My surname is Li." Su'e hesitated for a moment and finally answered Yang Rong's question.
"The phoenix pavilion and the dragon tower reach the sky, and the jade trees and qiongzhi make smoke." After receiving Su'e's surname, Yang Rong stood up, with a faint smile on his face, and read out a poem by Li Yu, the empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty. , asked Su'e: "I wonder what the relationship is between Empress Li and Miss Su'e?"
"Ah?" Yang Rong asked, and Su'e let out a small cry of surprise. She quickly covered her lips with a small hand, lowered her head randomly, and said in a voice like a gnat: "What are the generals talking about? Folk girls don¡¯t quite understand.¡±
"I'm from Jianghuai, my surname is Li, that's all!" Yang Rong sighed softly, shook his head, walked to Su'e, and whispered to her: "But has the girl noticed the rhythm of your piano?" There is a deep sadness. It is not the sadness of love between men and women, but the sadness of the destruction of the country and the death of the family."
"What is the general talking about? Su'e doesn't understand." Lowering her head, Su'e did not dare to admit her identity, but said softly: "The music played by civilian girls has been like this since the beginning. I think the general came here as a servant. ¡±
"Miss Su'e, please sit aside!" Seeing that she didn't want to admit it, Yang Rong made a gesture of invitation to her and asked her to sit aside. Then he sat down where Su'e was playing the piano and played the piano twice. The strings were plucked gently.
A melodious tune floats in the brothel hall. Although the tune is melodious, it is filled with a strong murderous atmosphere. You can also faintly hear the sound of gold and iron from it.
After playing the song, Yang Rong stood up and walked to Su'e. With a faint smile on his lips, he said to her: "I think the girl has already heard the music played by this general."
"The general is amazing, Su'e has just mastered his skills!" Seeing Yang Rong standing in front of her, Su'e stood up quickly, lowered her head and said to him: "After listening to the music today, Su'e turned around and said to grandma Tell her, if you want her not to accept the general?
"That's not it!" Yang Rong waved his hand towards Su'e, sighed softly and said, "Maybe the girl didn't dare to tell the truth after seeing my clothes. The rhythm of the piano is the most understanding of people's hearts, and what people think is the rhythm of the piano. The music played by the girl revealed the sadness of the country being destroyed and the family was destroyed, but the music played by the general was like the iron horse glaciers killing decisively. This is because the girl felt the pain of losing the country, but the general had once battlefield!"
Listening to Yang Rong's analysis, Chen Rui on the side nodded and said thoughtfully: "What you said is true. Before I followed you, the flute music played by the general was also very heavy. Since I followed you, After fighting more than a hundred battles with the Liao people, every time the general played the bamboo flute, he felt like he was carrying a murderous spirit."
Yang Rong nodded, and did not look back at Chen Rui, but said to Su'e: "If this general is right, the girl should be a descendant of the empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty, but how did she end up in this romantic place?"
When Yang Rong spoke, there was a hint of concern in Yang Rong's tone, which made Su'e feel less wary of him.
After lowering her head and being silent for a long time, Su'e nodded slightly and said to Yang Rong: "The general expected it to be true. Su'e's real name is Li Xiangji, and she is the direct granddaughter of the queen."
"Old Madam!" Seeing that Su'e admitted that she was a descendant of the emperor of the Southern Tang Dynasty, Yang Rong shouted to the old bustard: "How much silver is needed to redeem Miss Su'e's life?"
Su'e, who stood in front of Yang Rong with her head lowered, had no idea that Yang Rong would offer to redeem her body. She quickly raised her head and looked at Yang Rong with a confused look on her face. Her lips moved, but she couldn't say a single word. .
"Li Yu is a good poet, but not a good emperor!" Looking at Su'e's slightly confused face, Yang Rong smiled slightly and said to her: "The general doesn't have many ideas to redeem the girl. I feel sorry for the descendants of a generation of poets who work as prostitutes in brothels, tainting elegance with the secular world." (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)