Xiangxue was very familiar with this, and after Han Du corrected her a few times, she was able to sing the lyrics smoothly. After practicing a few more times, Xiangxue learned it completely.
Once again on stage, Xiangxue shocked everyone's ears with the lyrics written by Han Du. The language of the lyrics is very simple, but it is catchy when sung. In addition, there are some naughty sounds in the tune.
He and Xiangxue's quirky personality complement each other perfectly.
When countless people listen to it in an instant, it feels like their hearts are being scratched by countless kitten paws. But after listening to it, they always feel empty in their hearts, as if they have lost something. People can't help but want to go again.
They went back and listened to it again, but even after listening to it again, in addition to being more itchy in their hearts, they felt even more empty.
In this way, it almost formed a vicious circle, making these people unable to stop craving for Xiangxue.
And Jiaofangsi also relied on this popular trend to return to its peak in just a few days. The opera house was so busy that it once again required reservations in advance to enter.
Han Du was sitting behind the table. Aunt Li clasped her hands and bowed slightly, standing respectfully in front of Han Du with Xiangxue.
Han Du took a deep breath and said with a smile: "I'll help you this time, but you have to find a way on your own. You can't ask me to do it every time, right?" ??
Aunt Li smiled bitterly when she heard this, "Master Hou, it's not that my subordinates are not trying their best, but I really can't find anyone as talented as Master Hou. Just write something casually and people can spread the word to each other."
Han Du also knew that what Nanny Li said was reasonable. After all, people like Liu Sanbian were rare. But after all, he was once a dignified Marquis of Zhenhai, and now he was also a consort. He could not indulge in Jiaofangsi in the future.
, write lyrics specifically for them, right?
Suddenly, Han Du thought of a group of people, touched his chin and said, "I think you can find it among the storytellers. By the way, those storytellers are still receiving money from the Jiaofang Division, right?"
"The leader." Nanny Li nodded quickly, "Ever since the Marquis ordered to give them money, the subordinates have not stopped. It is only a few dozen dollars a month. For the Jiaofang Secretary, the responsibility
Starting from."
Han Du immediately sat up straight and gestured: "Then tell them, if you want them to write libretto, they should write about romance, scholar lady, gold medal titles, these things that people like to hear and see. If you issue a reward, it will never work, ten strings, ten strings.
It doesn’t matter, but as long as they write well, we will give them enough remuneration, no upper limit!”
This is the method that Han Du came up with. Since the quality is not enough, use quantity to make up for it. Maybe there won’t be any amazing masterpieces at first.
, but when it comes to writing lyrics, practice makes perfect after all. As long as they write more, they will always write surprisingly good works.
"Is this okay?" Grandma Li was a little undecided.
Xiangxue on the side immediately advised: "Oh, mama, just listen to the Marquis. When has the Marquis ever made a miscalculation? Besides, now that we have the lyrics provided by the Marquis, we can survive for a while no matter what.
Maybe something good will appear during this period?"
As soon as the words came out, Xiangxue immediately realized that there was something wrong with what she said. She quickly added, "Of course, it is definitely not as good as the Marquis."
Ever since the libretto written by Han Du was sung, people from the four famous houses were filled with hatred. They immediately began to send people to sneak into the Jiaofang Division to get the music score.
But after suffering their heavy losses, Grandma Li had already prepared for their move. After failing to get the music score, the people from the four famous houses simply sent musicians into the opera house to listen to Xiangxue's singing and dancing in person, hoping to rely on their
I forced myself to write down the score from memory.
Not to mention, although this method is a bit clumsy, it is indeed effective. It is impossible for Grandma Li to prevent it, and the music score was really tricked by the four famous buildings.
After learning this, Grandma Li was so angry that she beat her chest and scolded the people of the four famous buildings for being shameless. But since Jiaofangsi was taken over by Han Du, the four famous buildings were overwhelmed and breathless. Now it is finally possible.
With how to deal with Jiaofangsi, how could the people in the four famous buildings care about Grandma Li's abuse?
On the contrary, the louder she scolded, the happier the people in the Four Famous Buildings became, and they felt proud instead of ashamed.
However, after people from the four famous houses also started singing this song, they realized that things were not as simple as they thought. This song originally had a cheerful and playful style, and when paired with Xiangxue's quirky spirit, it complemented each other perfectly.
Although the members of the Four Famous Houses have a song, where can they find someone with a quirky personality like Xiangxue? If no one's personality matches the song, no matter how hard they try to sing, it will always make people feel out of place.
The quality suddenly dropped a lot compared to Jiaofangsi. Although it could temporarily attract some people, when these people discovered that there was a huge gap between listening to music in the four famous buildings and Jiaofangsi. They would rather spend a lot of money than go to Jiaofangsi.
Go back to Jiaofangsi to listen.
After getting this news, Grandma Li was very proud. At the same time, she was also very excited about offering a reward to the storyteller for the lyrics.
Start doing it.
Those storytellers are soft-spoken and short-handed. They have always taken Jiaofangsi's money without letting them do much. Storytellers also have a shame, so taking money for free makes them a little embarrassed.
Now it's okay, Jiaofangsi wants to write lyrics, and he still spends a lot of money to offer a reward, so what else is there to say? Naturally, I will spare no effort to write lyrics to support Jiaofangsi.
It is not only not a shameful thing for a scholar to write lyrics for Jiaofangsi, but it is also a story about a talented man and a beautiful woman that people can talk about.
Thinking back then, didn't Liu Sanbian become famous all over the world with a poem he wrote for the Qing emperor?
If you can win the favor of the masters of the Jiaofang Department with a single poem, you will not only gain fame and fortune, but also get drunk in the lap of a beautiful woman.
New words are like huge rocks thrown into the middle of a lake, setting off layers of waves.
Especially for Yao Yue, Han Du's poem seemed to have been cast into her heart. Perhaps in the eyes of others, this poem was written by Han Du to Xiangxue, and maybe even Xiangxue thought so.
But only Yao Yue knows that this poem was actually written by Han Du to her. After all, although Xiangxue is quirky enough, it is still far inferior to the innocence in the lyrics. If she were to perform this poem, then
It is unparalleled in heaven and unparalleled in the world.
However, Yao Yue doesn't know how to act. Even if she wants to act, it will be for Han Du alone.
Just when folk rumors were abuzz, Han Du returned home and was met with a blank stare by An Qing.
"Hey, our romantic talent is back?"
Han Du stepped forward with a smile, "You say I am a genius and I admit it, but why do I always feel that you are telling a truth?"
An Qing glared at Han Du fiercely and said through gritted teeth: "What's wrong with my words? Some people even have words in their words. Hide everything you want to say but don't dare to say into words, see what you can do.
Do you think that no one else can hear it?"
"I, I was wronged," Han Du shouted hurriedly, "What am I hiding? I can sit up straight. What am I hiding?"
However, An Qing chuckled and waved his hand to interrupt Han Du, "You don't need to explain to me, why don't you explain it to your father?"
"Explain to father, what did you say?" Han Du laughed dryly, his aura instantly weakened. He wanted to say a few nice words to stop An Qing from complaining in front of Lao Zhu.
An Qing's eyes widened, as if he were laughing at Han Du's joke, and he raised his hand and pointed to the side.<
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Only then did Han Du realize that he had not noticed the eunuch behind the door when he entered.
"The emperor has a decree to summon the prince consort to the palace to meet the emperor." The eunuch smiled and bowed.
Han Du suddenly turned around and looked at An Qing blankly.
An Qing saw that Han Du seemed to have misunderstood, and immediately glared at him hatefully and said: "How do you think I know? If my father hadn't sent someone to tell me, you would have really been kept in the dark."
Han Du shook his head dumbfounded and sighed: "I told you, it's really not what you think."
Before An Qing could speak, the eunuch on the side made a gesture of invitation, "Your Majesty, please leave as soon as possible. Don't keep the emperor waiting."
Han Du had no choice but to follow the eunuch into the palace. It was said that since Lao Zhu took away his title, he had deliberately avoided him, wishing that he would not ask for an audience. But now it was the other way around. Lao Zhu summoned him again and again.
Because I am dissatisfied with myself.
Han Du felt that his title seemed to be getting further and further away from him.
After entering the palace, Han Du met Lao Zhu in Qianqing Palace.
"Your Majesty, Han Du, pays homage to the Emperor. Long live the Emperor. Long live the Emperor."
Lao Zhu glanced at Han Du who was kneeling on the ground, but did not ask him to get up.
After deliberately ignoring Han Du for a moment, he asked slowly and leisurely: "I heard that you went to the Jiaofang Division?"
"Yes." Han Du had no choice but to kneel on the ground, straighten up and reply to Lao Zhu.
"What are you going to do?" Lao Zhu didn't even raise his eyes.
"Back to the Emperor, there is a problem with the operation of the Jiaofang Department and the income has been reduced. I will go and see what is going on." Han Du said clearly, without saying a word more.
Lao Zhu knew what happened next better than Han Du, so there was no need for Han Du to say it again. Then he threw the book on the imperial desk and stared at Han Du with both eyes. He asked in a deep voice: "Really?"
Is that so? But how did I hear that you wrote the lyrics specifically for that singer?"
Han Du looked up at Lao Zhu and replied with a clear conscience: "I wrote it for the Jiaofang Division, not for the singer."
I didn't write it for Xiangxue in the first place. Even when facing Lao Zhu, I was able to answer frankly.
Lao Zhu stared at Han Du, then withdrew his gaze after a moment and said, "Get up."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Han Du replied seriously. There was no joy or sadness on his face, but he was relieved in his heart. He passed the test!