Jia Huan took the blue and white porcelain tea cup from Shi Yuhua's hand, nodded, and made a gesture with his right hand to signal her to speak.

Shi Yuhua was very beautiful. But Jia Huan had a very ordinary impression of her. This was his second time meeting with Shi Yuhua. The first time was at the end of April last year, when Wu Guanheng and Hu Chi invited him to dinner at Danyunxuan. Wu Guanheng invited Shi Yuhua to sing the song.

At that time, Shi Yuhua seemed to have a lot of resentment towards Vivi. As for what she was thinking now, he did not pay attention to it. There was no need to pay attention to it.

Shi Yuhua said: "San Ye, I want to ask you to help me collect some ancient books and books on vocal music."

This request surprised Jia Huan a little, looked at Lin Qianwei and asked with his eyes.

Lin Qianwei was wearing a water-blue dress and wearing a young woman's hair bun. She was noble and elegant. She stood in the pavilion with a tall figure and bright charm.

She knew that Jia Huan had something in his mind recently and explained softly: "Jia Lang, Yuhua felt that continuing to perform for high-ranking officials in Beijing would not improve his skills. So she wanted to collect classics and improve her singing skills.

I suggest she go to Mantingfang to sing songs anonymously for a while. It just so happens that she will listen to your opinions now."

Her disciple, good talent and beautiful jade, has reached an extremely high level of singing, shining with dazzling brilliance and walking out of her own path. She lives up to her teaching for more than four years. However, now, although she is even better than Yuhua's singing, she cannot continue to teach Yuhua.

Wow!

Jia Huan glanced at Shi Yuhua in surprise. This was the first person he met in the Zhou Dynasty and pursued art.

The value orientations of these days are different from those of the 21st century. Men pursue officials, careers, power, and glorify their ancestors. Poetry and articles are really not pursued, but affiliated products.

As mentioned in the literary commentary, if Li Bai and Du Fu have a prosperous official career, the chapters of the poetry of the prosperous Tang Dynasty will probably be lost.

Shi Yuhua looked up slightly, with charming Jian Shui's eyes looking at Jia Huan, with a firm look on his face and said, "Please help me with the third master."

Jia Huan pondered for a few seconds, nodded, and said, "Okay. I'll write three letters to you." Qing'er, the eldest maid, asked Weiwei, sent paper and pen, and hung her wrist to lift the pen on the small table placed in the garden pavilion. Then, the elegant Willow style regular script was presented on the note.

He wanted to write three letters, one letter to Mr. Ye, one note to Zhang Sishui, and one note to Liu Guoshan, editor-in-chief of Beijing Daily.

Among the six arts of gentlemen, there are vocal music. There are a large number of classics in the library of Wendao Academy. Among them are vocal books. There are also a certain amount of books in the Jia family's clan. Shi Yuhua can be borrowed.

The largest newspaper in Jiangnan, Jinling Brief, turned out to be a vocal column brought by Su Shishi and Lin Qianwei, which contained music theory knowledge. There are many famous vocal musicians in the capital, so you can offer a reward of Q&A in the Beijing Daily in Jia Mansion.

While Jia Huan was writing a letter, Lin Qianwei, who was helping Jia Huan polish ink, had a smile on the corner of her mouth blooming with a gentle expression. She told Jia Huan about singing songs in a soft voice: It was difficult for her to teach Shi Yuhua again.

Shi Yuhua stood beside Lin Qianwei, showing joy on her pretty face. In fact, the possibility of her being rejected today is very small. After all, her master and Jia Huan have a deep relationship. However, I didn’t expect it to be so easy and there are so many channels.

Jia Huan was tall and stood by the small desk, writing non-stop. Listening to Weiwei's pleasant voice, even though there was something big in his heart, a slight smile naturally appeared on his face, and said, "Viwei, after all, Shi Yuhua's talent in singing is still not as talent as you!"

Jia Huan agreed with Shi Yuhua's pursuit of singing skills. Of course, his values ​​would not be as good as the ancients, who believed that all women in the world would be bound by the framework of taking care of their husbands and children, and following the four virtues.

As a human being, there must be a basic principle: do good things that can be done or not, do bad things that can be done or not, don’t do. As the saying goes, a gentleman becomes a beauty, but not a bad thing. Yan Song is that he does too many bad things and is angry with the public.

Therefore, he is willing to help Shi Yuhua. It is not just because Wei Wei pleads with love. Jia Huan should have clear logic and comprehensiveness in doing things. It is not very low-end, and simply buying books on the market.

Lin Qianwei's beautiful eyes as gems, staring at Jia Huan and said coquettishly: "How can Jia Lang be like you who attacks people like this?" He reached out and gently stroked the disciple's hair shawl, and said: "Green than blue. With Yuhua's efforts, it's only a matter of time before I can surpass me."

Wei Wei is 175 tall, has a supermodel figure, and a bright face. Shi Yuhua is about 168. Wei Wei's hair caressing movement is very natural and smooth.

She and Su Shishi teach Yuhua, the world's number one prostitute and a peerless actor, is normal for this title to fall on Yuhua: both singing and dancing!

Lin Qianwei said, looking at Jia Huan with beautiful eyes and smiled softly: "However, what makes me better than Yuhua is that I have a better vision!"

Jia Huan put down his brush and chuckled to Weiwei. This dog food is sprinkled!

Wei Wei looked at his eyes and said this. It means: If she chooses him, she will be happy for life. She has a good vision. This is Wei Wei. Her feelings are passionate and sincere, and her temperament is straightforward. If so, Sister Bao would never show off in front of the little girl.

Shi Yuhua's eyelashes flashed, and she felt funny. She knew her master's temperament, and she gently pointed her head and agreed: "Well, Jia Tanhua's poem is also well written."

When she came to the capital in the summer of the 16th year of Yongzhi, she really had the idea of ​​revenge for her master. At this time, a year had passed. The ministers fulfilled their old alliance and wrote a sad and beautiful Huanxisha for her cousin. Her view of Jia Huan had changed.

Otherwise, with her pride, I would never give Jia Huan tea with her own hands today. It can be said that he is passionate, but he cannot be said that he is ruthless! Without investing in his sincere feelings, he would never be able to write such beautiful lyrics!

Jia Huan looked at Shi Yuhua, smiled slightly, and said, "You two literary youths!" Weiwei is a literary youth. She likes poetry, but can't write it out. Moreover, when quoting, she often doesn't express the meaning. And her disciple, Shi Yuhua, pursues the realm of art in non-mainstream, and the same is true.

He pondered slightly and said again: "For example, Jiangnan is different from the northern part of the world. Xintianyou in northern Shaanxi is different from Fujian folk songs. Central Plains is different from Western Regions, Huqu outside the Great Wall. As the saying goes, you can use a thousand songs before you can make a sound, and watch a thousand swords before you can know the tools. Study the relationship between heaven and man, understand the changes of ancient and modern times, and become a one-man statement. Yuhua, you should collect books on the stage and remove the drought and preserve the essence. You must know that practice is the only criterion for testing the truth."

Shi Yuhua is a passerby to him. But complimenting the beautiful passerby still makes him feel good.

Shi Yuhua bowed with her skirt and said in a clear voice: "Thank you, Master Xie, reminded me." She felt tired of life in Beijing. Perhaps, she should travel around the world and pursue the ultimate state of singing: gather the strengths of a hundred schools of thought and make the words of one family.

As she was talking, Su Shishi wore a white dress and came in from outside the garden with her maid. She was graceful and graceful. Her dancing skills were very good. She said with a smile: "Mr. Mr. Yun has something urgent to come to you in front of her. Later, my sister sent me to urge you to go to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion for a banquet."

Jia Huan smiled gently.

February 12th, Flower God Festival, Daiyu's birthday. Lin Meimei is fifteen years old and is about to be sixteen. He doesn't have much time.

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How many days will it take.

On a rainy night in early February, Hu Mengyang, a famous scholar in Beijing, came to Jingyuan to scold Han Jin, intending to prompt Han Jin not to criticize Jia Huan and his cousin in the Sunday newspaper.

For scribes, having that fine lyric expresses their hearts, and having a word from Ji Shilang, and scolding them again is a blasphemy. It is very despicable.

In the small courtyard by the Beihu Lake, the sound of rain outside the window is dripping.

Han Jin looked at Hu Mengyang, who was over 50 years old, and explained patiently: "Mr. Kongtong, I attacked Jia Huan not for my own selfishness. Instead, the situation in Beijing has undergone new changes and I have to do it..."

After the Holy Birthday, the situation of fighting for the throne took place profound changes. King Jin was demoted from the title of Prince to the title of Prince. This was an absolute benefit to the King of Chu. And he would definitely not leave any opportunity for Yin Yan. It must be fast!

Therefore, in the past one or two years, he will operate the King of Chu to enter the Eastern Palace.

However, many people in the Chu King Party did not understand the situation. What should we do in the current situation of advantage? The biggest obstacle for the King of Chu to enter the Eastern Palace is no longer the King of Chu, but Jia Huan. Jia Huan would not watch the King of Chu be the crown prince, and would definitely cause damage. If you don’t realize this, you will never succeed.

As the saying goes, this is the time, that is the time. Now, it is time to be unable to give in to Jia Huan and have to do it!

Therefore, he took advantage of the situation and criticized Jia Huan in public opinion and attacked Jia Huan's reputation.

"Mr. Kongtong, Jia Huan is the biggest obstacle for King Chu to enter the Eastern Palace. With his power and scheming level, he can definitely realize his reputation. Therefore, he has to attack his reputation. Now in the scholars, don't you think that his character is not good?"

Hu Mengyang sneered, "Han Ziheng, do you think I am a three-year-old child? Goodbye! I am ashamed to be with you!" He left with anger.

On a rainy night in spring, it falls slowly on the lake.

Han Jin couldn't suppress his anger for a moment, and swept the teacup on the table to the ground, cursing: "Bastard! Why are you pretending to be a noble person?"

Pig teammates!

Some people, when they are at a disadvantage, work together sincerely. When they have an advantage, they don’t know how to turn their advantages into winning positions. How sad!

Han Jin sat in the living room with great depression. A long time later, a beautiful concubine came in carefully and cleaned up the mess, "Master..."

Han Jin waved his hand, "Go outside to spread the message, and ask Ning Fu to come to see me tomorrow."

Ning Fu is the grandson of the late Prince Shun Ning Zhun. His title was cut into a third-class general of the auxiliary state (the second-rank). Prince Shun's mansion had long been scattered with money, and his family was in a difficult situation. Ning Fu was fooling around in the mansion outside Princess Yongchang's west city every day. He is now one of the most favored princess Yongchang.
Chapter completed!