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Chapter 587 Bronze and the King

On a clear night, the bright moon on the fifteenth day was particularly bright, and the moonlight covered the streets and alleys of Yangzhou City. Hu Fei was a confidant captain under Tang Shaozong. When the third day approached, Captain Hu returned to his temporary residence hungry and ran to report to Tang Shaozong before he had time to eat.

As soon as Hu Fei stepped into the courtyard where Tang Shaozong was staying, he saw two brothers from the Jinyiwei carrying lanterns to send a woman out. The moonlight was clear, but when he saw this girl with a thin buttocks and a thin waist, she looked particularly charming and seductive. It was Dongye Lily who was dancing in the courtesan competition today.

Hu Fei swallowed his saliva, flicked his way, watching the woman walk away, and then he walked into the yard.

In the room, Tang Shaozong was drinking the ginseng chicken soup brought by his servant while rubbing his sore waist. This guy was indulging in love with his body, although he had taken the tiger and wolf medicine.

Hu Fei cleverly stepped forward to help Tang Shaozong rub two of the Shenyu acupoints. The latter moaned comfortably and asked, "Xiao Hu, did Wang Cuiqiao go to Xu Jin's mansion?"

Hu Fei rubbed hard and replied, "I'm indeed going, but my subordinates submitted a letter of worship when they saw Wang Cuiqiao coming outside the imperial envoy's door."

Tang Shaozong couldn't help but become furious, slapped the table, and cursed: "Wang Cuiqiao, this bitch, dares to cheat me. Do you really think this marquis is a mud?"

Since he submitted a visit, he would take the initiative to visit him. In other words, Wang Cuiqiao's previous statement that Xu Jin asked her to have sex with her mansion was simply fake. Isn't this clearly using Xu Jin to suppress him?

The more Tang Shaozong thought about it, he became more and more angry. He smashed the bowl of ginseng soup and asked sternly: "Have the thief left the imperial envoy's mansion at this time?"

Hu Fei replied carefully: "It hasn't happened yet. When the young man came back, there were songs and music coming from the imperial envoy's house. I'm afraid... it's going to be overnight."

Tang Shaozong sneered: "Bah, why not sell your skills or not? You are not a slut. Xiao Hu, first send a few brothers to stare at Wang Cuiqiao's residence. I will go to Dongtai County tomorrow and take care of her when I come back."

Tang Shaozong is not only lustful, but also vengeful. Wang Cuiqiao used Xu Jin's name to suppress him, which naturally made him very angry. Of course, if Xu Jin really brought Wang Cuiqiao into his private room in the end, he could only endure it, but if not, he would not give up.

...

It is undoubtedly a very pleasant thing to enjoy while listening to Wang Cuiqiao sing the song under the hazy moonlight.

At this time, Xu Jin sat in the yard, bathed in the soluble moonlight, drinking tea and listening to music. Two pretty maids in Chuchun and Chuxia stood beside him, shaking their fans gently to drive away the mosquitoes around him.

"The red beans grow in the south, and a few branches are blooming in spring. I hope you can pick more of them, this thing is the most love-lost!"

Wang Cuiqiao was singing the poem "Love Sin" by the Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wei. The tune was lingering and sang by a beautiful woman like Wang Cuiqiao, which was really pleasing to the eye. The key is that Wang Cuiqiao's voice itself is like the sound of nature, which is no less than Faye Wong at her peak.

After the song was sung, the two girls were about to beat their palms in early spring and early summer, and their eyes were filled with little stars of admiration. Xu Jin sincerely exclaimed: "Miss Cuiqiao's good songs must be the lingering sounds that the ancients said were endless in three months, and it was just like this."

Wang Cuiqiao hugged the pipa and said calmly: "Mr. Xu has passed."

Xu Jin suddenly became interested and smiled and said, "I also have a song called "Red Bean Lovesickness". I wonder if everyone is interested in the first vocabulary?"

Wang Cuiqiao couldn't help but lit up. At the Tengwang Pavilion in Nanchang, Xu Jin sang the shocking song "Linjiangxian". She still remembers it freshly. Striving the quality of the lyrics itself, the novel singing style alone shocked her. It was precisely because of this song "Linjiangxian" that made her realize that she had a enlightened enlightenment. It can be said that the songs Wang Cuiqiao wrote in the next few years were more or less influenced by "Linjiangxian", and her songs were no longer bound by the style of her ancestors.

At this time, when Wang Cuiqiao heard that Xu Jin was about to sing the song again, he was naturally surprised and happy, and looked at Xu Jin with beautiful eyes and said, "I hope to hear it carefully."

"Okay, okay, sing quickly, sing!" Chu Xia shouted happily.

Xu Jin cleared his throat and sang slowly: "Red beans are born in the southern country, which is very far away. What is lovesickness? No one has cared about it for a long time... The most unforgettable poems of ancient people, and the most disdainful thing is lovesickness. Keeping love is afraid of people laughing, and even fearing people seeing clearly..."

Xu Jin sang Mao Amin's "Love Sin" in a cappella and changed the lyrics of a few unsuitable lines.

To be honest, singing is not Xu Jin's strength, it's just ordinary, but this song fascinates all the girls present. New things can always bring people a fresh impact. This popular singing style in later generations undoubtedly overturned the girls' cognition, and coupled with the beautiful lyrics, it is even more touching.

Xu Jin looked at the girls' trance and couldn't help but sigh secretly. He was obviously a bronze in his singing process, but after traveling through five hundred years of time and space, he became a king. He felt a sense of a university professor bullying elementary school students. He coughed and said, "I didn't sing well, so Miss Cuiqiao laughed."

Wang Cuiqiao looked at Xu Jin for a while, then bit her cherry lips and said, "Mr. Xu's songs are all imaginative, both in tune and lyrics. Before this, the little girl never thought that the songs could be sung like this, and the lyrics could be so free. I was taught!"

After Wang Cuiqiao said that, he stood up and bowed respectfully. Xu Jin felt embarrassed and quickly helped him: "Miss Cuiqiao is so serious."

"Can Lord Xu record a music score for Cuiqiao? Cuiqiao is so grateful." Wang Cuiqiao said with hope.

Xu Jin couldn't help but sweat secretly. It seemed that he showed his skills and really calmed down this famous prostitute who appeared to be calm but actually proud of himself. Unfortunately, bronze is bronze after all, and Mr. Xu didn't even know the score of the stitches, let alone the notation of ancient music scores.

However, Xu Jin was also very bachelor and said bluntly: "Sorry, Miss Cuiqiao, I don't know how to record it, but I can sing it again. With Miss Cuiqiao's skills, I should be able to write it out by myself."

Wang Cuiqiao and Qiu Yan were stunned. A person who could not remember the melody could create such a beautiful song? However, Wang Cuiqiao did not go into it and nodded, "I'm Mr. Lao Xu."

So Xu Jin sang Mao Amin's "Love Sin" again. After listening to it, Wang Cuiqiao directly used the pipa to fiddle for a moment. After about half an incense stick, he suddenly opened his red lips and sang: Red beans are born in the south, it is a very distant thing, what is lovesin...

The singing sounded like a yellow oriole suddenly came out of the valley and the bead fell into the jade plate. Xu Jin instantly had goose bumps again. After the song was sung, Lord Xu was already stunned.

What is talent? This is fucking talent. Wang Cuiqiao actually composed the song after listening to it twice, and it sang so beautifully. Compared with her, Xu Jin felt that what he sang just now was simply shit.

When Wang Cuiqiao saw Xu Jin's stupid look, she couldn't help but burst out laughing, but she immediately turned back and said with a pretty face blushing: "Cuiqiao doesn't sing well, so she makes her laugh."

Xu Jin finally came to his senses and sighed: "Miss Cuiqiao is too modest. She sang so well. Alas, I guess I won't know the taste of meat in the next three months."

Wang Cuiqiao laughed again, and felt a sense of joy and pride in his heart. He lowered his head and said with a shy voice: "It's Lord Xu's song that is well written."

Chu Xia was eager to try and said, "Sister Cuiqiao, can you learn to sing music from you?"

Wang Cuiqiao smiled and said, "If Lord Xu doesn't mind, there will be no problem!"

Xu Jin laughed and said, "I don't mind, just learn as long as I want!"

"Thank you, sir, please learn with me!" Chu Xia jumped with joy. If there weren't outsiders present, this unrestrained little hoof would probably have held Xu Jin and kissed her.

Xu Jin looked at the moon that was almost hanging in the sky and smiled and said, "It's very late. If Miss Cuiqiao doesn't plan to stay overnight, it's time to go back."

Wang Cuiqiao's face turned red and she said authentically: "Little woman...but Lord Xu is the master."

Xu Jin smiled and shouted to the outside of the yard: "Zhao Datou, take a few brothers to send Miss Cuiqiao back."

Wang Cuiqiao couldn't help but feel relieved, but she felt a little disappointed, and said to Xu Jinfu: "Thank you, Lord Xu."

Xu Jin smiled and said, "Miss Cuiqiao is polite. You don't have to submit a visit to me in the future. In the early spring and early summer, if you really want to learn to sing music from Mr. Wang, you might as well bring gifts tomorrow and go to Mr. Wang's residence to give a ceremony to apprenticeship in this way, so that you can show your sincerity."

"Yes, lord!" said in a sweet voice from Chuchun and Chuxia.

Qiu Yan couldn't help but feel secretly happy. As a result, no one dared to bully the lady anymore.
Chapter completed!
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