t;/span>就这个吧<></span><></span>

  秋大家颠颠的跑过来<></span>噗哧一笑：<></span>嗯……倒是一折好曲儿<></span><></span>

  絮儿轻轻揪了顾昭的袖子悄悄嘀咕：<></span>那是去外面唱给老先生们解闷儿的<></span>你又不老<></span><></span>

  <></span>哈哈哈……<></span>众人又笑<></span>

  顾昭完全不觉得羞耻<></span>面无表情的捂着心口道：<></span>这正是我需要听得啊<></span>在这里真的住了一位老先生呢<></span><></span>

  薛鹤笑的肚子疼<></span>爬过来<></span>翻翻那曲卷扭头对秋大家说：<></span>你们家真是个懒的<></span>头年儿就是这些东西<></span>如今也听腻歪了<></span>快算了……<></span>

  秋大家笑道：<></span>咱是卖唱的<></span>又不是写曲牌的<></span>你们这些书生不努力<></span>却又怪我们<></span>真是好没道理<></span>罢了<></span>前几日<></span>我李朗写了一首<></span>我叫她们唱来<></span><></span>

  李修之脸上顿时春意铺满<></span>有些羞涩<></span>又有些雀跃<></span>他与秋大家对视<></span>那里面的秋天的菠菜都长了几十亩地了<></span>

  屋内人一起说好<></span>说罢<></span>那女先生便开始击牙板<></span>弹琵琶的奏了起来<></span>却是一折永遇乐：

  <></span>梦中来时<></span>槐远道前<></span>

  秋风瑟瑟<></span>