"Mr. Ye, I just risked my life to help you recognize someone. This poem must not be missing from me..."

"I don't know if Lord Ye is talented at this moment. If he doesn't have it for the time being, why don't I come and play a song for you."

"Mr. Ye, you might as well take me to the building to sit in the building. I have all the wine and tea. My piano skills are also very good, and I can play the flute with good skills. Please give it a taste."

In an instant, a group of beakers, wrapped in a strong fragrance, instantly submerged Ye Ping's location. Each of them looked like stars flashing in their eyes. In the blink of an eye, the autumn water flowed, and the moving people made people's body numb and their souls became suffocated...

Some of the bolder ones were holding the piano, sitting cross-legged, twisting it gently, and the sound of the piano came out gracefully.

And when she lowered her head, her chest was so white that it made people couldn't help but exclaim, "This piano is so big, no, this piano is so white, it's not right, this piano is so deep..."

The scene made the night-time people who arrived were envious and wanted to take Ye Ping and replace him.

"Hmph, a group of those with shallow eyes. In your eyes, there is only Lord Ye, and there is no Grandmaster Li, who is me?"

Li Chunfeng also groaned and said to the sisters with some displeasure.

"Oh, Master Li, are you jealous? If you do this, you can also bring out a good poem. I promise that I will immediately throw it into your arms."

"Hehe, yes, as long as Master Li, you can write good words like Lord Ye, so that I can do anything."

When the sisters heard this, they smiled and poked out their white and slender fingers as white as onion, and stroked across Li Chunfeng's chest, and teased with a smile.

They know Li Chunfeng very well. Although they are immortal masters, they are very tolerant of these sisters, able to make jokes and bear the slightest slut.

"Currently! No matter which pot is opened, it will be held! The river water pushes the previous waves, and a new generation will surpass the old ones. From now on, there will be no foothold for me, Li Chunfeng, in Puliu Lane..."

When Li Chunfeng heard these words, he pretended to be angry, waved his hands to a group of sisters, sighed a lot, looked at Ye Ping expectantly, rubbed his hands, and said with a smile: "Ye Ping, these sisters are waiting, don't let them down, otherwise, beware that you will come to Puliu Lane in the future and be beaten up by each family."

"Ye Pingding will not let all your sisters down."

Ye Ping heard the sound and smiled and clasped his fists, narrowed his eyes slightly, and pondered.

In an instant, the venue was silent. The originally noisy brothel sisters all looked at Ye Ping nervously, and they didn't even dare to breathe loudly, for fear of disturbing Ye Ping's talent.

Li Chunfeng also looked at Ye Ping with a smile, wondering what kind of masterpiece he would have this time.

However, in his opinion, Ye Ping could not produce any good poems in this moment. After all, quatrains have always been found in heaven. How could only be heard by the world?

Even Jiangling, the Jing'an Secretary, looked at Ye Ping with great interest at this moment, wanting to see if his subordinate really has such good poetry and talent.

"It's not that I love the wind and dust, it seems that I'm wronged by the previous fate. Flowers fall and bloom, and I always Lai Dong's monarch...

You must go even if you go, how can you live there? If you have the flowers on your head full of your head, don’t ask where your slave will return.”

And at this moment, Ye Ping suddenly raised his head, put his hands behind his back, looked at the bright moon above his head, and said slowly word by word.

As one word fell, the venue was silent in an instant. A famous brothel girl lowered her head and said nothing. Even the one who had played Ye Ping before was now on the strings, and she kept her hands on the strings.

"Isn't this short sentence good? Why are these sisters no longer moving, and there is no sound of the sound..."

A night-time person heard the sound, raised his arm, gently touched his companion beside him, and asked in a low voice.

"Not good? You know what's wrong, shut up!"

But before his companions could speak, Li Chunfeng swept over and scolded angrily.

“Woo woo…”

"In Puliu Lane, there are a bunch of duckweed and catkins. Thank you for this short sentence."

"Mr. Ye, I am really my soulmate."

And at this moment, the brothels who had been silent covered their faces and sobbed, and they were crying.

It’s not that I love the wind and dust, it seems that I’m wronged by the previous fate...

Yes, if there is a choice, who would have the willow alley, every year, the flowers bloom and fall, and they could not help themselves, and they would have to rely on the boss for everything.

If there is a choice, no one of them wants to do it. If the flowers are full of flowers on their heads, don’t ask me where I go.

These short eight sentences, in just forty-four words, express the bitterness and bitterness they hid in the deepest part of their hearts.

Almost all of them feel that Ye Ping got into their stomachs, saw the thoughts they were hiding, and copied them bit by bit with a pen.

In such a huge Puliu Lane, at this moment, there were sobbing sounds endlessly. The eyes of countless sisters who were hanging on brothels were red, but the eyes that looked at Ye Ping were full of admiration, obsession and dependence!

In this world, for them, the owner is common, but it is hard to find a soulmate!

And Ye Ping is their soulmate.

"From now on, this kid, no matter whether he goes to Tianxuan, no matter how much he spends in any brothel in this world..."

Li Chunfeng took the paper and pen, copied the word Ye Ping, and sighed and murmured.

"The door of the Mingyue Tower of the Immortal House will always be open to you. Even if you just come in and sit and drink a cup of tea, it will be a blessing for the Immortal family to cultivate for three lifetimes."

"There will always be an adult in the Luomei Pavilion. As long as you come, the tea is fragrant, the wine is warm, the song is just right, the fun is strong..."

"In the Xuezhai, Yingxue's door has been opened for Lord Ye from now on. I will never see any foreign guests again."

Almost as Li Chunfeng's voice fell, the sisters in brothels seemed to wake up from a dream. They raised their hands and wiped away the tears in the corners of their eyes, stared at Ye Ping's eyes, muttering word by word, with expectation.

One by one, the night watchmen around and the crowd who gathered to watch the fun kept gasping for the air.

You know, those who say these words are not only famous stars like the fragrance of Yihongyuan in the past, but also the famous lady with a sharp horn, especially the Sakura Snow lady in Tingxuezhai, who is the leader among the current courtesans. A song of the head is thousands of gold!

But now, I want to be alone for Ye Ping, how can this not be surprising and shocking!

And while shocked, the same idea came to everyone's mind:

From now on, Ye Ping is the number one person in the Tianxuan Empire!

and……
Chapter completed!