Red Mansion Jia Lan: Do you want to run away tonight to visit your relatives? Chapter 222: The Shame of Senior Officials and the Hope of Returning to the South
Chapter 222: The Shame of Senior Officials and the Hope of Returning to the South
How strange.
No matter which era we are in, this chain of contempt in society is exactly the same.
The literati despised the actors because of their social status, and the actors despised other people because of the rules of the opera house.
Even Jia Baoyu, who always claims to be "refined", has his own chain of contempt.
As long as there is mutual comparison, there will be no real equality for everyone.
Jia Lan is not angry.
"Aunt Lin, I think music is just like emotion in poetry, it comes from the heart. It is a flower that blooms freely and should not be restricted by rules and regulations."
"You!" Daiyu became a little anxious when she saw that Jia Lan had become stubborn.
Jia Lan didn't make any fuss, and just said: "Aunt Lin, please listen to me sing another song."
After that, he sang another verse.
"What a beautiful jasmine flower..."
The singing was long and lingering, but the teasing smile that still remained on Daiyu's face gradually faded away and replaced with a look of surprise.
Jia Lan, who has passed the period of changing her voice, naturally cannot sing in that graceful style.
The three of them were silent for a long time after listening.
Until footsteps were heard outside the door, followed by a crisp voice that woke everyone up.
"Lange'er, what kind of song is this?"
The visitor was Ling Guan. He was here to send a message to Jia Lan. He happened to hear Jia Lan singing. After stopping outside the Xiaoxiang Pavilion to listen, she was so shocked that she hurried in without even bothering to say hello.<
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Faced with the extremely serious look on Ling Guan's face, Jia Lan was embarrassed to say that he wrote the song himself, and replied with some embarrassment: "Well, this is just me humming randomly."
"Wrong!"
Lingguan's tone was very positive: "Although there are some slight changes in the lyrics, this is a tune from the south."
"Um..."
Jia Lan was startled. When the senior official said this, he suddenly remembered that it was indeed such a short time.
Just now he sang "Jasmine" acapella. There are several theories about this song, but basically it is believed that it originated from Jiangzuo folk tune.
In real history, when Rousseau edited the "Dictionary of Music" in 1768, he included the song "Jasmine" in the "Oriental Music" entry.
"That's it, the experts are here!"
Daiyu saw Lingguan and quickly waved her hand to come over and complain to her.
After listening to this, Ling Guan looked at Jia Lan with burning eyes, and the latter had to admit: "It is indeed a song from the south."
He changed to a southern accent and sang another verse.
Sure enough, as soon as Wu Nong's soft words came on, Xue Yan immediately reacted: "Girl, I seem to have heard this song before."
Daiyu's eyes flickered and she echoed: "I remembered it too."
"Wrong."
The young official, on the other hand, shook his head.
"The tune is indeed from the south, but it was changed by the young master...here, and here..."
The senior official commented on this, and Daiyu couldn't help but nod her head.
"I didn't expect the young master to have such a talent." Ling Guan concluded.
Daiyu said "hmm", but then she reacted and looked at Lingguan with a frown: "Why did you say nice things to him?"
"Young Master has changed well, I am just telling the truth."
Daiyu glared at Jia Lan angrily: "Everyone of your people is looking after you. I really spoil you to no end!"
Jia Lan chuckled.
Seeing Jialan's proud look, Daiyu said angrily: "Forget this one, what's going on with the previous one? Do you dare to sing it once in front of the senior officials?"
"Uh..." Jia Lan hesitated.
Just now, he just wanted to make Bo Daiyu smile, and he couldn't help it. Now think about it, using a ruler as a microphone, and the waist-twisting movements of an old disco...
It’s really embarrassing.
"What else?" The young official was immediately curious when he heard this and looked at Jia Lan with burning eyes.
Jia Lan, who was defeated by the look, had no choice but to agree and sing again.
"Wait!" Daiyu stopped him, and then gave Xueyan a look. The latter understood, picked up the ruler used by Jialan just now and handed it to him.
"This is not good..." Jia Lan was embarrassed, he understood what Daiyu meant.
"No... okay! You have to sing it exactly the same." Lin Daiyu said every word, her tone was serious and solemn, she stared at Jia Lan with her pretty eyes, and then said in her usual sinister tone: "I didn't know who it was just now.
It’s just for your own entertainment, it’s harmless.”
"Okay..." Jia Lan agreed with his head hanging down.
This can be regarded as digging a hole for yourself.
He lowered his head to re-gather his emotions and did not notice the momentary eye contact between Daiyu's master and servant.
"Come on!" Jia Lan raised his head and gave a high-five.
"I laugh when I see you..."
The senior officer’s eyes opened wider and wider.
Until Jia Lan finished singing, Daiyu's master and servant couldn't help laughing again.
The senior official looked dumbfounded and stood aside, not knowing what to say.
"How?" Daiyu asked proudly: "With this song, do you still want to speak for your young master?"
"This..." Lingguan's face, which seemed confident at first, suddenly fell, and he started to stutter when he spoke.
Seeing her embarrassment, Jia Lan said angrily: "It goes without saying, I understand my own affairs. All in all, it's just extremely vulgar."
"Yeah, it's not all like that..." Lingguan wanted to feel relieved, but he couldn't say it for a while.
"Don't bother, they just want to see me embarrassed."
The three masters and servants laughed again.
Xue Yan looked very embarrassed: "Lange'er, this song is good, but your movements... are really..."
Speaking of this, Xueyan couldn't help but laugh with Zijuan's support, and even the senior officials also laughed together.
After they had laughed enough, Jia Lan asked the senior officer what he wanted from him.
Thinking of business, Ling Guan quickly said seriously: "Someone from the front sent a message..."
After hearing this, Jia Lan walked to the desk and took out a piece of paper and wrote on it. Then he handed it to Ling Guan and sent it out. Then he turned to Daiyu and said with a smile: "Your story book will be on the market next month. The other party will ask
Author's signature."
"So fast?" Daiyu was surprised.
"There is no shortage of storybooks. What is lacking is good storybooks. Believe me, your storybooks will definitely sell well!"
Daiyu regained some confidence and nodded.
"I think you can already think about how to use the pen fee."
"Ah?"
Daiyu is a talented woman, but she is not one who knows how to manage money.
Of course, as Jia Mu's darling, Daiyu would never be short of money.
"How about I leave it all at your place." After thinking about it, Daiyu said.
"That's okay." Jia Lan readily agreed, "Speaking of which, I bought a village in Gusu for you."
Daiyu was shocked and asked: "What's going on?"
Jia Lan said: "I was thinking that one day, you could go back and take a look, and by the way, you would have a place to stay.
Zhuangzi is not big, only five or six hundred acres, but it has clear water, beautiful mountains, and a small boat, which is quite interesting."
There are mountains and rivers...
Jia Lan didn't say much, but when it fell in Daiyu's ears, she was moved and made her have endless reveries.
Xue Yan glanced at Zicuckoo with a smile, and the latter sighed, then smiled and shook his head at the former.
Aren’t women just looking forward to something in their whole lives?
I don’t seek wealth and wealth, I just seek peace of mind.
Losing to Jia Lan, Jia Baoyu really did not lose unfairly.
There was endless expectation in Daiyu's eyes: "I really hope I can go back there and have a look..."
Jia Lan was very sure: "There will definitely come a day."