-West sichuan? That's a miserable place! The tune that comes out of such a bitter place is estimated to be bitter, right? But the idea of the song is to please people, and we don't want to listen to any melancholy tunes.

Hey, is it bitter or happy, let the little girl sing a song first, then you can tell clearly, you judge alone, can you take all of our reason?

That's true, but I still want to put a bad word in front of me. Although the life in the capital of Gyeonggi is gradually getting better, but this good life is not in vain, if you want to make a living here, you have to really have some skills, if you don't sing well, I won't give money, let alone reward.

Alas...... This brother, you're too serious, don't you just sing a little song? It's like you're going to sit in court and try a prisoner......

Just after the opening remarks of the singer girl, only one of the diners sitting in the wonton restaurant spoke up at first, but soon more people agreed. The wonton restaurant is not big, and the space in the hall is limited, so these voices are clustered together, and they are a little noisy.

Noticing that Wang Chi raised his eyebrows slightly, although this short-lived love was only like a swift wind transiting, and there was no stay, but the two masters who had already faintly had some suspicion about the old man who stroked the qin had moved to his left and right, and one of them also explained in a low voice: Master, this wonton restaurant originally had a resident singer who sang well, and most of the customers who came here were neighborhood acquaintances, and their ears were used to hearing it, so it was inevitable that they would resist unfamiliar voices.

Since it is a micro-service, Jane walked from the outside of the palace. A qiē demeanor is naturally low-key, and the title has become the name of an ordinary wealthy family, and the guards who often follow His Majesty out of the palace have already been used skillfully, and there is no need to greet His Majesty first every time.

How often do you come here? This was the first time Wang Chi had heard of this, but his tone was still calm when he asked.

It's just a singer's message, and it really doesn't have much weight to arouse his interest, in comparison. At this time, he was more concerned about the old man who played the qin. Under his calm face and tone, covered with what was being observed and startled, and when he didn't come back to his senses, Wang Chi's voice came out thick and steady. At that moment, it was as if all the people in this hall had been silent for a moment before, all to wait for his voice.

The environmental foil is just right, but it also makes this a sharp gap, and those diners who were talking about their own reasoning just now can understand it.

Wang Chi's words lifted the core issues discussed by everyone, and several people had already understood, but no one immediately answered, because in their opinion, Wang Chi Ruan Luo and his party were also very unfamiliar. And the reason why they were able to chew almost noisily just now was probably because they were acquaintances with each other.

Wang Chi didn't care about these details, or should it be said that the points he cared about were different, and being able to make everyone in the hall temporarily quiet at this moment was the result he wanted most.

His eyes quickly swept over several people in the hall, and he saw that although they didn't speak for a while, their eyes were full of words, with all kinds of doubts and suspicions, and Wang Chi only smiled slightly. His gaze paused on the old man Fuqin, who had been slightly drooping his skin and sagging his skin since he entered the door, and seemed to be deliberately avoiding the attention of a stranger, and finally settled on the young and smooth face of the singing girl, and said with a soft smile: What kinds of songs do you mainly sing?

Curved cards? The singing girl's voice was weaker than the singing voice, and she couldn't tell whether she was cowardly or didn't understand what she was holding in her throat.

Wang Chi condensed for a while, picked out a few well-known music cards from his impression, and asked slowly: 'Jiangnan Six-character Beat', 'Easy Song', 'Beauty Ballad', 'Night Sleep Flower Drunk', these music cards, can you sing? If it's just a fragment of one of the songs, it's okay.

In fact, in today's Kyoto, where business is very popular, as long as it is a profitable business, there is a chance to become bigger. And the most basic requirement for a business that can make people pay is to be able to please people's tastes, which naturally includes two aspects: spiritual and fleshy. And the singing that evokes people's souls is a kind of enjoyment that can please people's spirits.

In addition to a few big singing troupes who take turns to sing, appearing at the birthday banquets or wedding banquets of some wealthy families, there are also some scattered singers stationed in the scene, as long as the voice is born with a good voice, there is no worry about earning food and clothing. And in order to earn more, even the singers who have not undergone professional training will deliberately learn some passages from famous songs.

Wang Chi is busy with state affairs every day, and he only knows about some famous songs that are sung in Kyoto very well, and he has not heard every group completely. However, if it can be passed into the national government, so that he can still look at it and leave an impression in Baixi, that name is not light.

Wang Chi casually threw out these four suites, each of which is a famous song that shocked Kyoto and sang eight counties. And it just so happens that these four suites have their own representatives, with clear ideas but no overlap. He was just able to throw out these four sets of cards with ease, which made others more curious about his identity, and they were even more surprised in their hearts.

But I don't know, if the people around him who are looking at him with strange eyes know that he is also a slippery mouth, and he has not heard all of them--as the ruler of a country, he has not even had the time to listen to the most widely sung music in the capital where he sits--I wonder how these people will feel? -