Chapter 207: Contribution

Although the Baihua Pavilion was chased and intercepted, but after the hard marketing of the old bustard, the Moon View Building was off to a good start after all, and there were nearly ten super VIPs registered on the same day, and nearly 100 other members, with an income of thousands of taels.

Compared with Shi Yiguang, who has seen costume dramas with hundreds of thousands of snowflakes and silver at every turn, thousands of silver taels are nothing, but in fact, this is definitely a huge amount of money. Using the price of wheat as a reference, the purchasing power of one tael of silver is roughly equivalent to 4,000 pieces in Kyushu.

Therefore, if it is converted into Kyushu RMB, it is four million. In the middle of the night, Shi Yiguang peeked at the old bustard who counted the money and counted the cramps in his hands, as well as the snow-white silver ingot, and couldn't help but sigh, the Qinglou industry is really worthy of being the first of the three major tumors (yellow * gambling and drugs).

A million profits.

After the opening, Guanyuelou not only gained a firm foothold in Chang'an City, but also directly became one of the most high-end green buildings in Pingkangfang, and its reputation soon spread.

What ice muscles and jade bones, what legacy independence, what fair beauty, and

The beautiful fairy who fell into the mortal world, etc., etc., a series of top-notch beautiful words, piled up on her without hesitation.

Shi Yiguang himself felt panicked when he heard it, and at the same time he was in a trance, and he had an inexplicable illusion that the girl who was admired was not her, but another person, a guy with a name and a body with her.

The old bustard was also amazed by Shi someone that day, and he had already made up his mind to bring Shi Yiguang to Chang'an, and even the singer leader of the entire Tang Dynasty, and no longer had the idea of only relying on her to make a little money.

The old bustard invited a teacher to Shi Yiguang to teach him the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but it turned out that Shi someone's understanding was very low, and he was dizzy when he saw the tirade, and he was wandering for seven quarters of an hour in an hour.

Helpless, Shi Yiguang was destined to not be the kind of 'perfect girl' with talent and appearance, the old bustard could only retreat to the second, and after reducing a certain amount of literature classes, he found her seven or eight singing and dancing 'masters', forcing her to sing and dance every day.

Although Chang'an, which has been a poet and immortal, is 'poetic and picturesque', talented beauties are far more popular than simple dancing girls and singers, and they can be used to shine light

As long as it's not something related to endorsement, Shi Yiguang is still not too disgusted, obediently practicing singing and dancing, although he has never met the requirements every time he is spot-checked by the old bustard, he can barely fool around.

After Tsing Yi 'came back from the dead', his behavior was very different from the original, he no longer often hid in the corner and secretly wiped his tears, nor did he speak softly like the ladies in ancient times, and now he has become very arrogant, more 'bold' than Shi Yiguang.

Comparatively speaking, this Tsing Yi is more like it came from Kyushu.

Because of this, Shi Yiguang and Tsing Yi can talk better, and with the passage of time, they have become inseparable 'good friends', as long as Shi Yiguang has time, he will come over to play with her.

Shi Yiguang was lying on the window on the second floor, across the Imperial City Road, looking at the majestic Imperial City a mile away, and couldn't help sighing.

Tsing Yi stuffed a piece of candy fruit into his mouth and asked casually, "Why are you sighing?"

"Didn't do anything!" Although he has a good relationship with Tsing Yi, Shi Yiguang is not stupid enough to tell anyone about his origins.

Shi Yiguang was bitter in her heart, she didn't know what bad things she had done in her previous life, she was going to be miserable like this in this life, even if she was an orphan without a father or mother, her only brother was lost. I finally got into a university, and I was caught by the school board all day long and went to the underworld to save my brother, but I was robbed by the old bustard of the Qinglou and pulled over to be a singer, so forget it. The most important thing is that the old bustard is the old bustard, and like the group of school councils, they forced her to endorse and force her to practice dance.

I came to the Netherworld to find her stupid brother, not to mention going to Biluobu Continent, whether she can get out of this Qinglou is a matter of two words.

"The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is fluttering, and the life experience is ups and downs and the rain is beating. The panicked beachhead said panic, and the zero ding sighed in the ocean. Shi Yiguang sighed, and suddenly felt that these few lines of poetry were extremely close to her fate.

By the way, there is also a miserable thing, it stands to reason that modern people who have experienced the baptism of nine-year compulsory education have traveled to ancient times, not to mention physics, chemistry, which can change the world, and other cheating disciplines, just say a simple language, which is enough for the traveler to mix up.

Casually reciting two lines of poetry from her predecessors, and being a non-b-faced copyist, isn't it a super idol sought after by reading talents? It's a pity, at these times, Shi Yiguang gradually discovered that the ancient poems that she didn't remember much in her mind had already been written. Even Ma Zhiyuan's song of withered vines and old trees, and the small bridge and flowing water were all written by a guy called Donkey Dean.

After being puzzled for several days, he was reminded by Tsing Yi, and Shi Yiguang suddenly understood.

The South Heavenly Gate was closed at the end of the Ming Dynasty, before the Ming Dynasty, the two worlds of Yin and Yang were still 'interconnected', and the strong bloodlines could travel between the two places, and the Tang Empire in the southern Zhan Continent naturally had people who could go to Kyushu.

The so-called Tang poems and Song lyrics Yuanqu Mingqin novels, before the closure of the gate of heaven, someone had already copied the famous Song Ci and Yuanqu to the Tang Dynasty.

Those shameless predecessors killed Shi Yiguang's idea of copying documents hundreds of years ago, and at this time there is no way to copy it. If Shi Yiguang insisted on copying something, he could only copy "Gently I will go, without taking a single cloud." ”

However, in this Tang Chang'an, if she dares to insist that this is a poem, she will definitely be nailed to the pillar of shame. As for modern pop songs, it can't be mentioned, the aesthetic views of the two eras are different, which is tantamount to forcing seventy or eighty-year-old people to listen to bbox, and they will definitely be boycotted.

"To be a traverser, to be like this, is also the first person in ancient and modern times. Shi Yiguang muttered self-deprecatingly, but then he thought of something, and shook his head again: "No, I'm not miserable, the group of guys from the blood family are miserable, they lack arms and legs before they cross over, and they are hunted and killed when they cross over, like rats crossing the street!"

Shi Yiguang thought of the monk and Zhang Sanqing again, and he didn't know if these two guys were dead, if they didn't die, they would definitely not be alive and well, chili water, tiger chairs, and small leather whips are all indispensable, so it is better to die.

Thinking that these two 'companions' may have been exposed to the wilderness, Shi Yiguang didn't have much sadness and sympathy in his heart, but felt that it was not a big deal, just die, he didn't live much, he died a lot.

Shi Yiguang was stunned, she found that her idea was too dangerous, and the cold-bloodedness in it made her feel terrified, but for some reason, she felt that she should take it for granted.

Tsing Yi was eating on the side, humming, smashing his mouth, just like the panda he met by chance in Nantianmen, for fear that others would not know the fragrance of what it ate, so that Shi Yiguang couldn't help but come over and eat two pieces.

"Did you hear people talking about those things?" Tsing Yi muttered as he stuffed something into his mouth.

"What's it? are you still talking about me?" Shi Yiguang asked casually.

"It turned out that I was still saying that you were good-looking, but a few days ago, there were many refugees from outside the city, saying that there were immortals fighting outside, and the heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals sat in the heavenly boat to arrest the rebels of the immortals. ”

"Aha?"

Shi Yiguang was surprised, and asked in surprise: "What kind of immortals are fighting?"

"I don't know very well, it's a big iron ship that can fly in the sky, fighting with a large group of immortals, they call for wind and rain, make lightning and thunder, swallow more than a dozen feet of flames, and hold a big sword longer than a house, which is very powerful. ”

"The big iron ship is still flying in the sky!"

Shi Yiguang suddenly realized in his head who one of the parties to the so-called immortal fight was, wasn't that the ark of the academy, and the other party, could it be Qin Tianjian, I heard Zhang Sanqing say that Qin Tianjian was gathering people and preparing to encircle and suppress the academy.

Ark and bloodline, something beyond the cognition of the 'ignorant ancients', is very likely to be regarded as immortal creations, and the more Shi Yiguang thinks about it, the more he feels so.

"So how did they fight, which side won?" Shi Yiguang asked.

"I don't know very well, I overheard the maid chatting, anyway, it was a fierce fight, and the mountains were crushed several, and in the end it was said that the heavenly soldiers and generals who were sitting on the fairy ship won, and all the immortals outside were burned to death. ”