"Career is ......"

Wang Xiang thought for a while and explained: "Let's put it this way, for example, in my Tang Dynasty, cooking is a profession, being a doctor is a profession, and even officials in the court are also a profession. ”

"The fact that a chef is the same profession as an official in the DPRK and China is a novel statement, how could Wang Gongzi have such an idea." Ning Xiang was a little surprised by Wang Xiang's words.

"I also read an introduction to an oriental country from a book, where it is all the same, and there is no distinction between high and low occupations."

Ning Xiang's eyes lit up and said: "A good profession is not distinguished from high and low, I don't know what kind of profession a little girl is?" ”

Wang Xiang suddenly sweated when he heard this, and said in his heart: Where your profession is called...... Chicken. But looking at Ning Xiang's expectant eyes, he really couldn't open his mouth.

"Ahem, in that Eastern country, Miss Ningxiang's profession is what I said before, but there are a few differences."

"Oh? What's the difference? Ning Xiang seemed to be very interested in the star mentioned by Wang Xiang, she was just a dusty woman, and the star that Wang Xiang mentioned was a profession comparable to that of a court official, which made her feel strange like never before.

Even Xiaoya, Xiaocui and Li Huiming were quite curious about the stars mentioned by Wang Xiang, so he had to take out the stars in his previous life and explain them.

"Young and beautiful, good at singing and dancing, versatile, and exquisite, is there such a perfect person in the world?" After hearing this, Ning Xiang sighed with emotion: "It's easy to say that this young and beautiful person is not difficult to find, but it is not difficult to find the world's great search, but it is also very difficult to be able to sing and dance, and it is very versatile, not to mention the exquisite mind." ”

Wang Xiang smiled and said: "It's not perfect, it's just that celebrities are supposed to show everyone the best side, they can sing and dance, and it's not difficult to be versatile, they can be achieved after training. ”

Listening to what Wang Xiang said lightly, Ning Xiang smiled bitterly and shook her head, how much effort and effort she secretly spent to become the top Qing official in Yicuilou, which can be achieved with the word simple training.

"Wang Gongzi was born in the Hou Mansion, I'm afraid I don't know the hardships of our dusty women, those stars you just said have to sing dozens of songs in a concert, do you know how difficult it is for many of my sisters in Yicui Building to get a song, a few days ago, Sister Xiaoyun asked Lin Gongzi to stay with her for free for a few days in order to ask for a new song, and even the expenses for wine and vegetables were made up by Sister Xiaoyun with her own private money."

Wang Xiang was surprised for a while, he didn't expect that writing songs and composing music would be so popular in the Tang Dynasty.

That Lin Gongzi is too shameless, he actually used a broken word to stay overnight for free in Yicui Building for a few days, and fortunately, the wine and food were served, then I remember that hundreds of pop songs in later generations can not sleep in Yicui Building for free every night, I want to be shameless.

Seeing Wang Xiang's surprised appearance, Ning Xiang covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Do you think that Wang Gongzi thinks that anyone can become a poem in seven steps like you, today the four great talents of Luoyang have fallen in front of you, and it will not take a few days for Gongzi's name to spread all over Chang'an City, and when the time comes, the sisters who want to ask Gongzi for a song will also be arranged from Chang'an City to Luoyang, I don't know if I have the honor to ask Gongzi to help me make a song." ”

As soon as Wang Xiang wanted to refuse, he listened to Ning Xiang and said pitifully: "If the son looks down on a dusty woman like us, I haven't said it." ”

This girl is really amazing, so Wang Xiang was really embarrassed to refuse her, so he had to say: "It's not difficult to compose a song, but the song I write is a little different from the lyrics and songs you usually sing." ”

Ning Xiangxi said: "It's okay, I'll polish the ink for my son." "The new lyrics are certainly better.

Wang Xiang waved his hand and said, "No, I'll sing it to you." "Wang Xiang's calligraphy is invisible, and after the lyrics are written, the song is not the same to be sung.

Ning Xiang was even more surprised when she heard Wang Xiang say that she wanted to sing it, the lyrics and songs they usually sing are actually old songs and new words, listening to Wang Xiang's meaning is that even the songs are new, and they were suddenly pleasantly surprised, the new songs are much more difficult than the new words, and they sat upright with their pens and posed as if they were listening to the music carefully.

Wang Xiang was still a little unaccustomed to being looked at like this by a big beauty, and only after coughing dryly did he sing slowly: "I am a fox who has practiced for thousands of years, practiced for thousands of years, and been lonely for a thousand years, in the dead of night, someone heard me crying, and in the dim light, someone saw me dancing......

"White Fox" is the most ancient song in pop songs, both in terms of content and style, it is extremely suitable for a woman like Ning Xiang, so Wang Xiang immediately thought of this classic song.

To be honest, Wang Xiang's talent for singing is really not very good, there are several out-of-tunes after singing a song, and when he finishes singing, even he himself is a little embarrassed, and he wants to say something but sees Ning Xiang's eyes in tears and slowly gets up.

Wang Xiang was curious about what she was going to do, and a poignant singing voice suddenly sounded, it was the song "White Fox" he had just sung, but it was a completely different feeling from Ning Xiang's mouth.

Like crying and complaining, the body of Ning Xiang accompanied by the sad and poignant singing also danced slowly, and the weak figure seemed to be the white fox in the song, which was obsessive and pitiful.

The people in the cabin were all fascinated by it.

As soon as the dance stopped, Wang Xiang found that he was actually obsessed with the white fox, the figure that incarnated as a white fox.

It wasn't until Ning Xiang wrote down the whole song that Wang Xiang came back to his senses, and said secretly in his heart: This girl is amazing, I'm afraid that the international superstars of later generations will not have such a powerful incitement as her, Lao Tzu almost cried shamefully, I didn't shed a single tear in the face of the so-called tear-jerking blockbuster of the century, but now the corners of my eyes are a little moist.

Xiaoya and Xiaocui are even worse, the two girls hugged their heads and cried, looking even more miserable than the white fox in the song.

"Brother Li, Brother Li." Wang Xiang saw Li Huiming's fists clenched, his face flushed, his eyes widened angrily, and he pushed him with some worry.

Unexpectedly, this thing suddenly jumped up like rain of tears, and said loudly: "Miss Ningxiang, I want to redeem myself for you!" ”

What? It's not like this thing has a bad brain, you don't have to take it so seriously when you listen to a song.

"Li Gongzi is serious." Ning Xiang didn't expect Li Huiming to have such a big reaction, and she was a little overwhelmed.

"Even if you are beaten to death by my father, I will redeem myself for you!"

This goods is endless, your father is the king of the river, although your kid is not the eldest son if he doesn't learn and can't do anything, and he doesn't ask you to marry a young lady from a family, but it's strange if you dare to take a Qinglou woman home and take your father without breaking your legs. Besides, Ning Xiang is the top official of Yicui Building, and Yicui Building is the largest green building in Chang'an City, can you afford the money to redeem yourself.

Wang Xiang asked curiously: "I don't know how much silver Miss Ning Xiang needs if she wants to redeem herself?" ”

Ning Xiang never thought about this problem, with her reputation in Chang'an City, Yi Cuilou would not let her go easily, and those gentlemen could spend a lot of money for her on weekdays, but there was really no one who really wanted to help her redeem herself, everyone knew that the more money was spent on her, then the money for redemption would increase tenfold and hundredfold, thinking of this, Ning Xiang's heart rose with sadness.

Xiao Cui on the side wiped her red and swollen eyes from crying and said, "I'm afraid they won't let Miss go without 50,000 taels of silver, the last time I heard my sisters talk about Sister Xiaoyun's ransom fee, it cost 20,000 taels of silver." ”

Fifty thousand taels!

Hearing this number, Wang Xiang and Li Huiming were frightened, you must know that buying an ordinary maid is only two taels of silver, even a better maid can be bought for only five taels of silver, and 50,000 taels can buy 10,000 high-quality maids.

In Chang'an City, the money of a gentleman like Li Huiming is only about 1,000 taels of silver a year, this is because he is the son of the king of Hejian, if it is just an ordinary gentleman, it will cost hundreds of taels a year, and if you want to help Ning Xiang redeem herself, even if you tighten your belt, you will have to save for decades, so only Li Huiming, who has a burned brain, can say it, and he is only affected by Ning Xiang's "White Fox" singing, and this thing will definitely not think like that afterwards.

Seeing the bitterness at the corner of Ning Xiang's mouth, Wang Xiang really sympathized with her, what about the peerless elegance, she still couldn't help herself, and she was afraid that the ending would be even more sad when she was old and decrepit.

couldn't bear to see her desperate appearance, Wang Xiang said, "If there is a chance, I will help you redeem yourself." ”

In fact, with Ningxiang's fame in Chang'an City, not to mention 50,000 taels, even 100,000 taels is worth it, as long as you think about the ability of future stars to make money, as long as you package and publicize it well, you are afraid that you will not be able to earn back 50,000 taels of silver.

Although Wang Xiang's tone was flat, for some reason Ning Xiang felt that what he said was true for a moment, but then he shook his head with a wry smile and said softly: "Childe tastes the tea I made with my own hands." ”

……

On an inconspicuous boat on Jinguang Lake, the middle-aged man Wang Xiang bumped into when he was eating hot noodle soup looked at the two poems in front of him with great interest, one was a Yongmei poem written by Wang Xiang, and the other was the poem of Biansai.

"It turns out that he is Wang Zixin, he is young and can make these two poems really has some talent, the potatoes that Wei Chi brought into the palace last time are still in the warehouse of the Si Nong Supervisor, and no one in the entire Si Nong Jian knows what it is, I told them that the yield of this thing per mu can reach eight stones, they don't believe it, if I tell them that they can produce twenty stones per mu, they may have to play again to advise me not to believe the rumors."

The young woman on the side smiled and said: "Since Erlang has met that prince Xin, he might as well ask General Hou to invite him, that Xiangrui is not only what he discovered, but he must know more." ”

"Well, I'm really a little worried about the group of people that Xiangrui handed over to Si Nongjian." The middle-aged man nodded and asked the big man behind him, "Where is the prince now?" ”

Dahan said respectfully: "After the poetry meeting, he was invited to the painting boat in the center of the lake by a woman from a green building, and the second son of the king of Hejian also went together. ”

"Qinglou woman?" The middle-aged man was surprised, "You go and invite him, don't reveal your identity." ”