"Huang Shaoyun?" Wang Cuiqiao vaguely felt that the name sounded a little familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember it.

Although Huang Dacan and Xu Jin were friends of the same year, he did not have outstanding results in the imperial examinations in previous imperial examinations, and always stumbling and barely passed, so he was never famous. After the palace examination, he was assigned to a small border town like Suzhou to be a sesame and mung bean official, which would be even more unknown. In addition, Xu Jin had never mentioned Huang Dacan specifically in front of Wang Cuiqiao, so it would not be surprising that she didn't know him.

In fact, Huang Dacan and Wang Cuiqiao met. When Xu Jin went to Hongdu (Nanchang City) to participate in the college entrance examination, it happened that the candidates from Nanchang Prefecture and Guangxin Prefecture competed in the Tengwang Pavilion. At that time, Prince Ning also attended and invited Wang Cuiqiao and the courtesan Xiao Yuxue to attend the performance to help the celebration.

At that time, the candidates from the two palaces competed with calligraphy, painting, poetry, etc. The final painting was represented by Xu Jin on behalf of the candidates of Guangxin Palace. He used sketching to draw a pretty elephant for Wang Cuiqiao. It was the first time that Xu Jin and Wang Cuiqiao met, and Huang Dacan also participated in the competition at that time.

But Huang Dacan's performance was average and did not leave a deep impression on Wang Cuiqiao. After so many years, Wang Cuiqiao still remembered it. It just vaguely felt that the name sounded familiar, so she shook her head and replied, "I'm afraid I don't know the little woman."

Babur was slightly relieved when he heard this, but it was better if he didn't know him.

Rashid smiled and said, "That's okay. If you have the chance, let me introduce you to Wang."

Wang Cuiqiao smiled and said, "The little woman thanked her first, but the little woman planned to rush back to the Ming Dynasty as soon as possible, and I am afraid that I will not be able to wait for the Ming envoy to arrive."

Rashid said in surprise: "It's winter now, why don't you stay here and wait until the spring next year to return home with Ming Zhi? There's also a way to take care of it."

Wang Cuiqiao shook his head and said, "Fortunately, Lord Zaisang gave him a pass warrant today, so the materials on the road are not hindered."

Rashid glanced at Zasanhasmu and said regretfully: "So that's it. I want to take this opportunity to do the landlords. It seems that there is no chance."

Wang Cuiqiao smiled and said, "If His Highness Taiji is visiting the capital of the Ming Dynasty in his year, the little woman will definitely be waiting for her."

"Hahaha, then it's a matter of determination. By the way, this station Ji can't wait to listen to the immortal sound of the divine song of the King." Rashid laughed heartily.

The powerful people here agreed, so Wang Cuiqiao asked Qiu Yan to take the pipa and sang it in a row, singing two songs in a row, one was Daolang's "Love Brother in the West Sea" and the other was "The Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" by Sister Han Hong.

The style of these two songs is exactly the same as the folk customs here. After singing it out with Wang Cuiqiao's golden voice, even his ears were about to get pregnant. The crowd was fascinated by the singing. It was not until the song stopped for more than ten seconds that everyone came to their senses, and the applause was everywhere, and it took a long time to stop.

"Oh my God, this song is really... only available in heaven, how many times can I hear it in the world?" Rashid said in a daze.

Zaisan Hasmu also recovered from the deep shock at this moment [Bayi Chinese website www.x81zw.me], and his eyes swept over Wang Cuiqiao who was holding the pipa. A faint and invisible heat flashed in his eyes. No wonder this woman is so famous. She is indeed well-known. She just doesn’t know what her face is under the veil?

"Haha, there is an old saying among the Ming people: The lingering sound of the lingering sound of the lingering song of Wang Jiao tonight, and then I realized that this statement is not an exaggeration at all. It is not only three days, but it is hard to forget in three months!" Hasmu shook his beard and exclaimed.

Wang Cuiqiao stood up with the pipa in his arms, Yingying blessed and said modestly: "Mr. Zaisang praised it."

Hasmu's eyes rolled and he smiled, "I have a heartless request. I hope everyone can enjoy the favor."

Wang Cuiqiao's heart skipped a beat and said calmly: "Please speak with Master Zaisang. If you can do your best, the little woman should be obliged."

"Haha, that's right. Half a month later will be the birthday of the Khan of our country. I want to invite everyone Wang to present a song to celebrate the Khan's birthday. Of course, the performance will never be less rewarded." Hasmu said with a smile.

Wang Cuiqiao frowned slightly. He had just expressed his rush to return to the Ming Dynasty. At this moment, Hasmu actually asked him to stay for another half a month. This was obviously a tough situation.

"This..." Wang Cuiqiao was in trouble. Just refuse directly. She would definitely offend Hasmu. If she agreed, she would not want to waste her time here.

Seeing Wang Cuiqiao hesitating, Hasmu looked at him and said, "If you can't make up your mind, you don't have to rush to reply. You can go back and think about a few days first. Anyway, there is still some time before the birthday of Dahan."

Wang Cuiqiao couldn't help but feel angry. The old fox seemed to be setting the steps himself, but in fact he couldn't refuse. How many days should he think about it? I'm afraid he'd been thinking for half a month. If Hasmu didn't agree, he would be afraid that he wouldn't even be able to leave the city gate.

"Well, I'll get past the hurdle in front of me first, and I'll find a way then!" Wang Cuiqiao made up his mind and nodded, "That little woman will go back tonight to think about it."

"Haha, Wang, don't worry, it's not too late to think carefully for a few days before replying. I heard that Wang has traveled all the way from the Ming Dynasty, likes to collect folk songs and talk with local singers. It just so happens that there are many people in Yarkand who can sing and dance. If Wang is interested, I can arrange it on my behalf." Hasmu said again.

Wang Cuiqiao's heart couldn't help but sink to the bottom of the valley. This time it seemed that he had to agree. He had to bow his head under the eaves. Fortunately, the envoy of Ming Kingdom was coming soon. Now the two countries are in good condition. I believe that as long as I bring out the name of Xu Jin, the old fox, Hasmu, dare not keep too much trouble. Well, the birthday of the Khan, must have been Ming Is going to attend. At that time, the envoy would ask Ming Is to come forward and say.

Next, Wang Cuiqiao handed the pipa to Qiu Yan, sat down and drank two more glasses, and then made an excuse that he was unwell and wanted to say goodbye first and go back to the inn to rest.

Zaisan Hasmu had originally wanted to find an opportunity to see Wang Cuiqiao's appearance, but when he saw her standing up and saying goodbye, he felt a little unhappy. However, Wang Cuiqiao is not an ordinary singer. She has a reputation and has many fans. In addition, her country will soon establish diplomatic relations with Ming, so it is not easy to force her too much, so she nodded and agreed.

At this time, Babur also stood up and said, "I have sent you all back to your residence, but you have lost your companion."

"No need, the little girl will do it when she goes back by herself. Your Highness the Prince should stay and continue the banquet, so as not to discourage everyone's happiness." Wang Cuiqiao said calmly, his tone obviously became colder.

Babur frowned awkwardly: "Then... I'll send everyone to the gate of the mansion."

This time, Wang Cuiqiao did not refuse and was sent to the front of the mansion by Babul. Song Dayan and Erniu were waiting there in a carriage.

"Please come back with your highness, Your Highness," Wang Cuiqiao said with a little blessing to Babul, and took Qiuyan to get in the car and leave.

Babur sighed and said, "Wang, please stay. Are you blamed me for not speaking for you just now? Alas... Hasmu is extremely powerful in the Yarkand Khanate. You have just met him, and even Rashid Taiji has to give him seven points of face, so..."

Wang Cuiqiao smiled and said, "Your Highness the Prince misunderstood. The little woman naturally understands the difficulties of Your Highness, and there is no intention of blame."

Babur exclaimed and said, "That's good. Miss Cuiqiao goes back to the inn to rest first. Let's try again if I can mediate."

Wang Cuiqiao shook his head and said softly: "No need, Hasmu must be very strong. Your Highness has no need to make things boring. The little woman promised him, just staying for half a month."

Babur's eyes flashed and he blamed himself: "It's all my fault that I am incompetent and have made everyone wronged."

Wang Cuiqiao shook her head, turned around and got straight into the carriage!
Chapter completed!