Chapter 17: The White Fox
Ji Xiaoxiao sang a song, and thunderous applause rang out from the audience, "Good words!" Good song! Good piano! ”
"If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight? It's so well written, when it's a big white one. Someone slapped the table and drank three glasses in succession.
"As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world. Alas, I want to ...... at the beginning, "This is the emotion of a person with a story."
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Song Jianming looked at Su Ziheng sitting next to him in a daze, and asked in disbelief, "Brother Xian, was that poem just now made by you?" ”
Su Ziheng pretended to be light and light, "You can get it with a clever hand." ”
Song Jianming gave a thumbs up, "Virtuous brother is talented, foolish brother toasts you." Regardless of the fact that he only had a cup of flower tea in his cup, he drank it all at Su Ziheng.
Today he was so happy, he didn't expect that his brother Su Xian not only excelled in his studies, but also passed the examination at a young age. Even in terms of poetry, it is not inferior at all, and when this [Queqiao Immortal] is spread, it will definitely be labeled as a Xining genius.
No, there is no need to wait for a later day for someone next to me to come over with a wine glass. They saw with their own eyes how Su Ziheng grew up in front of everyone's eyes, and under the almost despair of Hua Niang, he turned the tide and wrote this eternal poem of Qixi Festival.
That's enough for them to brag about in the future.
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Inside the various wings on the second floor.
Zhong Qinghan looked at Ji Xiaoxiao in surprise after singing the last sentence "There are countless victories in the world", and suddenly laughed, "Interesting, it's so interesting." I didn't expect that in this small Xining, there would be such a young talent. ”
Ji Daoyun said quietly: "Don't forget, this person said a lot of good things to you just now. If you have the opportunity in the future, you can take it with you. ”
Zhong Qinghan smiled, "Senior Sister Ji is really joking, let me give him a boost?" Do you want him to have an inch's time in Xining City in the future? ”
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Xu Bohan poured a glass of wine, drank it all, and muttered to himself: "Special mother, this kid really took shit luck, and actually caught Ji Xiaoxiao." I've been to the Warm Fragrance Pavilion a few times, but I haven't had a chance to enter. ”
Li Haobang looked at Song Jianming beside Su Ziheng, and his eyebrows were gloomy.
Only Sikong Lun shook the wine in the cup and said indifferently: "In Great Xia, what's the use of making a good song?" ”
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Princess Yongning sat in front of the wine table and chanted in a low voice: "As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world. Heh, there are really many talented people in this Great Xia, no wonder they regard me Mengyuan as a barbarian. ”
"Daru Huachi, go check his details, maybe you will use it in the future."
"Yes! Princess. The minions will do it. ”
As he spoke, Daru Huachi waved his hand and walked up to a guard from the side. Daru Huachi whispered a few words, and saw the guard answer, turn and exit the chamber.
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"This son, please here."
As soon as Ji Xiaoxiao finished the performance, he instructed the maid to invite Su Ziheng over again. I heard him talk about the song and dance just now, and he didn't say anything at the beginning, which made her feel very unhappy.
Su Ziheng glanced at Song Jianming, saw that he didn't care about it and said, "Although the virtuous brother goes, don't care about the foolish brother." ”
Su Ziheng said: "Since this is the case, the little brother will come to the door tomorrow to chatter." ”
It's not that Su Ziheng is heavy on color and light friends, but he wants to see if he can get some more silver taels from the flower girl of Nuanxiang Pavilion. In unfamiliar places, naturally the more money the better.
Song Jianming told Su Ziheng where he lived and led Xiao An back home. Today is really a lot for him, he got to know a talented man, and he also saw Ji Xiaoxiao's performance.
Following Ji Xiaoxiao's maid, Su Ziheng came to Ji Xiaoxiao's boudoir again.
"Brother Ziheng, please sit down, little peach, go make a pot of tea. Don't spend tea, but have good cloud hair tips. Ji Xiaoxiao instructed his maid.
"Yes, Miss, the slave knows."
Ji Xiaoxiao said with great interest: "Brother Ziheng, now can you explain to Xiaoxiao in detail what a song and dance drama is?" ”
Su Ziheng glanced at her, raised two fingers and said, "Two hundred taels." ”
Ji Xiaoxiao was stunned, "What?" ”
"Two hundred taels of silver, and I'll tell you a song and dance drama, including a new style of lyrics and a touching story."
Ji Xiaoxiao glanced at him speechlessly, this is a greedy ghost, where is there a little bit of talent?
Usually, how many people are willing to pay to discuss piano, chess, calligraphy and painting with themselves, he is good, he gave him a chance in vain, he didn't cherish it, and he opened his mouth with his lion.
If it weren't for his real talent, I really wanted to kick him out of the door. But thinking of this year's Qixi Oiran Competition, there is also the Mengyuan and pro-team that has arrived.
This year may be the last Oiran competition that he can participate in, if he can't get the title of an Oiran, Ji Xiaoxiao always feels unwilling.
"Anyway, it's also the money paid by the Warm Fragrance Pavilion, no matter what, as long as you get the title of Oiran. In this way, it is convenient for Her Royal Highness the princess to carry out the follow-up mission. ”
Thinking of this, Ji Xiaoxiao snorted coldly: "Two hundred taels is two hundred taels, but if you dare to fool me with something that is not up to grade, you know the consequences." ”
Su Ziheng smiled and said, "Don't dare!" ”
When the flower girl came in with two hundred taels of silver tickets, she was also unhappy, this kid was really hateful, more greedy than herself. You must know that after winning the Oiran Competition, the prize money of the imperial court is only 1,000 taels of silver.
This thousand taels was also given to Ji Xiaoxiao, and he couldn't get much silver in his Warm Fragrance Pavilion.
Before the game started, this kid earned three hundred taels from his own hands, which is really painful!
Hua Niang took out the two hundred taels of silver tickets from her arms, shook them in front of Su Ziheng, and quickly took them back before he stretched out her hand, "Su Gongzi, if you want a silver ticket, you can't give it to us, you can't show us the goods first." ”
Su Ziheng smiled bitterly, "It's okay!" Then I'll tell you a story, a story about the 'white fox'. ”
"Storytelling?" Ji Xiaoxiao and Hua Niang looked at each other, not knowing what medicine was sold in Su Ziheng's gourd.
"It is said that once upon a time, there was a scholar on the way to Beijing to catch the exam, and when he stayed in the barren mountain and wild temple at night, he rescued a white fox that was chased by hunters."
"A thousand years later, this white fox has cultivated to adulthood. In order to repay the scholar for saving his life, the white fox found the scholar after a thousand years of reincarnation. ”
"The white fox turned into a maid, added fragrance to the scholar's red sleeves, accompanied him to study hard for ten years, and finally fell in love with the scholar."
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"The scholar went to Beijing to take the exam, won the high school prize, and was given the princess by the emperor. And the white fox can only watch his loved one leave him. ”
After the story was told, Ji Xiaoxiao and Hua Niang were both a little moved. Poignant love stories can always move people, especially women, whether they are beautiful women, or commoners' daughters, or Hongchen girls.
At the end, Su Ziheng picked up the Zihao pen that had just written the words, and wrote a poem [White Fox] for Ji Xiaoxiao.
I am a fox who has practiced for thousands of years
A thousand years of practice and a thousand years of loneliness
In the dead of night
But someone heard me crying
The lights are dim
But I was seen dancing
I am a fox waiting for a thousand years
A thousand years wait for a thousand years of loneliness
Billowing red dust
Who planted the Gu of love again
In the vast sea of people
Who drank the poison of love again
I love you when I do
You're studying hard in poverty
When I leave you
You are the gold list title cave room flower candle
Can I do another dance for you?
I am the white fox you released thousands of years ago
You see the clothes are fluttering, the clothes are fluttering
The sea vows and the mountains have all turned into nothingness
Can I do another dance for you?
Just for that review of your parting moments
You see the clothes are fluttering, the clothes are fluttering
For a long time, it has been reduced to nothingness