"When will the bright moon come..." Jiang Zizhen opened her mouth, and Wan Qing couldn't help but frown. Why is this tone so different from yesterday?
I was afraid that if I continued playing, I would be exposed, so I had to gradually suppress the sound of the piano.
But I didn't expect that after turning to Zhuge, the tune suddenly rose up again, and the sound of the piano had to go up again.
As soon as she heard the word "zhao", Wan Qing was already sweating secretly, but Jiang Zizhen became more and more fluent. The ancient words that she had almost forgotten about came out one by one at this moment.
She was so happy, but she took Wan Qing on a road of no return.
In ancient times, there were not so many tunes, but they were still modern songs, so Wan Qing finally had to give up the accompaniment of the whole song.
Only when her breath becomes unstable or the tune goes too far, will she occasionally pluck the strings.
When the song ended, Jiang Zizhen was still in a cold sweat, but Wan Qing, who was covered by a veil, wished she had no company today.
After getting off the stage, Jiang Zizhen began to return to her lively nature and talked about her feelings just now.
Wan Qing saw people gathering in their direction. Without saying a word, she took Jiang Zizhen's hand and quickly disappeared into the crowd.
As the saying goes, every gain must come with a loss. Wan Qing won the first place among the four beauties, but Qing Luan and others gained nothing.
Qingluan's dancing skills were stunning, but she missed out on the reputation of that beauty because her dancing was less charming than that person's.
And Lin Yun was abandoned because of her resentment.
Of course, it goes without saying that Jiang Zizhen sang crookedly, but it is said that several literati went around to inquire about her whereabouts because of that word.
"Miss...I'm sorry..." Although they had been preparing for a long time, they did not achieve the expected results.
Wan Qing waved his hand and said it was okay, "This time is just for testing the waters, there will be several years to come, right?"
Seeing Jiang Zizhen and Wan Qing getting along with each other, Lin Yun couldn't help but frown and said quietly, "Are you the boss behind our scenes?"
Wan Qing was slightly startled when he was exposed, and finally nodded. Instead of being suspicious, and not knowing how long it would take to hide it, it was better to expose it now.
"No wonder, I thought that day, this boss is really well-maintained." Lin Yun waved his handkerchief and went back to find Qin Yi, "Miss Zuo, since you are so frank and you are our boss, you are always welcome here.
you."
"Then don't leave for now. Let's discuss when to open the business?" Wan Qing smiled lowly and waited where he was.
Qingluan, Lin Yun, and Jiang Zizhen have accumulated a certain amount of popularity during this autumn harvest ceremony, so it is definitely the best time to open their doors now.
"Opening now? Is it too early?" Jiang Zizhen knew that it was a good time to open now, but although there were enough manpower, there was not enough security. What should be done if someone makes trouble.
"I have my own plan for this. You guys should get ready. I'll invite a few more people to take charge." Wan Qing smiled lightly and led Jiuying out of Xiangyi Building.
Han Jing had come back from Qishaufang a long time ago and was living in the restaurant now. Although Wuyou was cold-tempered, after getting along with Han Jing for a long time, he did not reject him and became his little follower.
Therefore, the first person Wan Qing looked for was naturally Han Kyung.
"I have food and shelter. I just need to waste some energy. Of course I have nothing to say. But remember, this is the second favor you owe me." Han Jing didn't get nothing from his visit to Qishafang, so he was very happy to do so.
Running some errands for Wan Qing, after all, his contact with Wan Qing gradually opened his eyes and laid a solid foundation for his future ambitions.
"But what should Wuyou do?" Wan Qing looked at her. It was impossible to take her with her. Could she continue to follow Han Jing?
Han Jing raised his eyebrows and finally decided to let him take the lead. "By the way, Zi Zhen seems to have made some progress in hypnosis in the past few days. I'll ask her to step up a little more then."
"Okay. I'll trouble you then." Wan Qing was a little embarrassed about bothering Han Jing all the time, but seeing Han Jing being so generous, Wan Qing seemed to feel a little nauseous.
After bidding farewell to Han Jing, Wan Qing went to Yunyuan Pavilion, and unexpectedly found Yu Chixun who had lingered for a long time.
Yuchixun also saw Wan Qing at a glance, waved his hand, and added another seat to his table.
"Princess Zuo, do you want to bother me with something? I happen to be a little too busy to be in a hurry." Hearing that Yu Chixun acted like a playboy, Wan Qing calmly looked into those bewitching eyes.
"Putting the military book on the table legs. It's really the style of Mr. Yuchi." Wan Qing glanced at the poor military book and did not speak directly.
Yu Chixun waved his hand dismissively, "It's just a dead thing. Apart from this use, it is simply useless."
"Then, is it a big deal to protect a house of weak women?" Wan Qing took a brand new tea cup, filled it for Yu Chixun, and then poured herself a cup.
"Of course it's a big deal. But can I invest in shares like Mr. Xiang? My biggest hobbies are beauty and money." Yu Chixun leaned closer. It's not his style to make money without making money.
"Okay. It depends on how many shares you want to invest." Wan Qing sipped her tea and hid her smile.
The crazy prime minister in the previous life and the playboy in this life, who is the real him, or, combined, is the real Yuchixun.
"Then I'm not welcome~ I'll go tomorrow." Yu Chixun asked Wan Qing politely about the three pieces of jade he had asked for, and then continued to crack melon seeds and watch the talented people downstairs write poems.
Wan Qing nodded and walked out again.
Looking at the direction where the sun was setting in the west, which was the location of the imperial mausoleum, Wan Qing smiled bitterly and walked back to the mansion against the light.
Fast forward three years, this Xiangyi Building, located in a corner of the imperial city, became a hit under the careful care of a few people.
High-ranking officials and martial arts knights all hang out there.
At this time, the atmosphere on the stage was reaching its peak. As the most popular dancer in Xiangyi Building, Qingluan, wearing an aqua dance dress, flew down from the third floor, and her long sleeves fluttered with her dancing posture.
Showing the splendor and beauty of Xiangyi Building at a glance
There is nothing left to say. Many half-asleep guests even regarded her as a fairy descended from the earth, and they applauded and cheered constantly. Many literati splashed ink without mercy, just to compose a poem or a painting to retain this beauty.
A startling glimpse.
Xiangyilou fully embodies the popular saying "Looking at flowers while drunk, relying on each other in dreams."
Yu Chixun, who had been sitting under the table drinking tea, suddenly shuddered, and then waved to Lin Yun, indicating that a tea cup and seat should be added next to him.
After a while, a pair of hands gently lifted the tea cup and began to taste it carefully.
"You're back?" Yu Chixun put the melon seeds in his hand on the table and looked into those starry eyes.