The Correct Posture For Salted Fish To Turn Over

He had never entered the main road, but was outside the second palace wall. The eunuchs who came to take over were led to the corridor of a side door, and along with the other musicians who were captured back, they walked around in despair. After a little desolate courtyard, I came to the destination of this trip, located in Silefang in Luoyang Palace.

At the entrance of the band, there are two newly appointed top leaders of the band... Big Music Division. They are separated from each other on the left and the other. A musician is responsible for leading those familiar faces into the band. The insider will be punished in accordance with the regulations, while the other is to register the new faces who have been caught in according to their names and places of origin, and complete the entry procedures to facilitate future management.

While doing these tasks, these two did not forget to pat the **** who led this group of people. They expressed the most lofty respect for Zhang Rang’s condescension to do so much work for their band. Respect.

The little **** seemed to wave his hands casually, and nodded to the two big siles who had no real power but the official title of middle doctor, as if reprimanding his subordinates and educated him: "Yes. Don’t be courteous here."

"If it hadn't been issued by your majesty, do you think my godfather would help you band?"

"If you really have filial piety, you can take good care of this band. In a blink of an eye, people can run most of the time. It really gives you the ability."

"Okay, let me say one more thing, no matter how chaotic this palace is, can it reach your Silefang?"

"What's more, who is my godfather who can't protect the young and old in this palace? Huh! Don't look at those people, no matter how long their hands stretch out, can they reach our palace? "

After saying this, the little **** flicked his sleeves, stopped talking to this irrelevant person, turned around and went back to the palace gate.

There must be a lot of people coming in from everywhere today, but he has no time to chat with this group of people.

After the figure of the little **** left for a long time, the two big siles in front of the band slowly straightened their waists, and after looking at each other, they all expressed their anger. On those musicians who were angered.

"You bastards, you are so courageous, don't you? Give me back quickly and wait for the punishment according to the rules of the band."

And their attitude towards the new musicians was not much better. When they queued up to register one by one, their tone was also very horizontal.

"What's your name? What kind of instrument is good at?"

"You can try it here, play a piece...what kind of mess is this playing, you are embarrassed to call yourself a musician???"

"Keep rolling, with ten whistle sticks in front, get out of the palace quickly for me!"

With the sound of Da Sile falling, two rude servants walked out from the side, carrying the imperial execution whistle in their hands, and hitting the unqualified musician in the ass.

"Cracking"

After a while, if the physique is sturdy, he can limping on the wall and move out, if the one is slightly worse, he can only struggle and groan on the ground.

It’s better for them to have a little extra money in their pockets. They can pass it to the maid’s servant, who can be forced to throw it out of the palace. Asking for a blessing.

Seeing this situation, Gu Zheng subconsciously touched his pocket and found...no hair at all.

He looked down at his outfit again, and there was a bluish-white jade hung around his waist. The quality of the jade was transparent, and it was worth a lot of money.

But the question is, why did Lao Tzu give you such a valuable thing?

I'll take the client's memory and discuss it again!

Gu Zheng, who had to send the arrow on the string, played his acting skills that can only be choked by a hundred flowers and even a golden rooster. One who squatted to cover his stomach.

"Report, I have a sharp pain in my abdomen, ask, where is the latrine?"

In order to match his clumsy performance, Gu Zheng did not forget to squeeze a distorted expression on his face.

After seeing Gu Zheng's performance, the people in Le Sifang, who were originally rehearsing musicals and dancing in the palace, showed an expression of watching the show.

"Oh, this gentleman wants to go to the toilet? Okay, come here, take him to the hut at the back, but he's going to be watched."

"In case this gentleman doesn't recognize the way and accidentally ran out of the palace, it is still a trivial matter. If he ran to a place where he shouldn't go, and ran into a nobleman, then it would not be like a few whistles. It's simple."

Come on, they are treating Gu Zheng as someone who wants to escape with excuses.

You really misunderstood.

Gu Zheng, who was still twisting his face, very cleverly followed the rough messenger in the band and came to a clean and tidy latrine. The other party pulled up the curtain and pointed to the location of Gong's bucket. After he was there, he didn't make any nonsense with Gu Zheng, turned his head back, put the curtain down, stood on both sides, like a door god, guarding the door like a door god.

Unless Gu Zheng knew the invisibility technique, he couldn't fly out even with wings in this situation.

Gu Zheng, who only wanted to find a quiet place, didn’t care about the other party’s actions. He leisurely found a clean pail, lifted the lid, took off his pants, and was right on top. Close your eyes and rest your mind...By the way, the three major problems in life have been solved.

When he opened his eyes again, he first let out a sigh of luck, and then let out a particularly comfortable sigh.

‘Puffing’

"It's cool."

The feeling of being cleaned up in the belly is incredibly wonderful.

As for the memory of the client and his wishes?

That's a big deal.

When the client matter fell on Gu Zheng, he didn’t think it was a problem. If it fell on those single dogs who had double eleven every day, then the sky would fall. A problem that is generally difficult to solve.

You asked what problem the client was facing this time?

Still need to ask?

Love!

That trembling and sad little fairy.

Some people just couldn't ask for it, watching them pass by again and again, and finally became a lonely master.

And some people?

It is being favored again and again, what does it mean to come one at a time?

A swarm of swarms came, and finally formed a peach blossom blooming, surrounded by the envy, envy and hatred of countless cats and dogs, and sighed, it was really troublesome to pull another wave of hatred, that was the highest state.

Therefore, people like Gu Zheng are naturally very free and easy with such illusory desires, and they don't take things seriously.

Did I get lucky and lost my life? After all, the enlightenment of Taoist heavenly masters is higher than that of ordinary people.

After accepting the client's memory, it really benefits Gu Zheng.

That is, Gu Zheng accepted the client's own piano art by the way.

Don't tell me, it is true that he studied under Cai Yong, and among Cai Yong's disciples, he is the most talented, and it is also him who is the most insecure.

Among the knowledge taught by Cai Yong, the most useful is knowledge strategy~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but the client is not intrigued by this. He is rather interested in poetry, songs, melody, and other things that have become celebrities. interest.

After going back and forth, he also inherited Cai Yong’s best piano skills to perfection. If nothing happens, coupled with his title of painting and calligraphy, in this Luoyang city, you can also win a young celebrity. Name.

However, the bad is on the way to the palace this time.

In the memory of Gu Zheng, in Zhang Rang's arrest this time, he did not fight back, and was easily caught in the palace.

The maid Xiaozhi also made a fierce resistance, but the client did not judge the situation at the time, so he could only show off the demeanor of a family celebrity until his maid was beaten up and there were no whistle sticks to stop him. When he was about to draw on himself, he made an act of acknowledgment.

The client who had been pumped, the gray-headed and sullied twig, was found to be carried back to the mansion by the servant who came to look for Gu Zheng, and then he woke up in a coma for a full day and night. Tell the whole story to the people around you.

But by this time, the day lily is cold.