[Chapter Word Count:3077Last Updated:2015-05-0620:00:00.0]

As Sister Lan said, after Qin Baichuan came back, everyone seemed to have found the backbone, and the haze that had shrouded their heads for days disappeared. After chatting about business and chatting for a while, Qin Baichuan learned that Father Xu had already purchased a set of compounds with the silver that Qin Baichuan had given him before and Chu Xuan's help, although it was not luxurious, but the old man was also extremely satisfied.

After eating under Sister Lan's arrangement, Chu Xuan returned from the main city with ten musicians and the props requested by Qin Baichuan, and Father Xu also summoned the eight apprentices who practiced storytelling at home. An Chunqiao knew that they had something to do, so he took the initiative to get up and say goodbye.

There were no outsiders, Qin Baichuan asked Sister Lan to close early, and divided the staff into two groups, one group was settled on the first floor, led by Father Xu, and ordered those apprentices to rehearse the storytelling tonight, and Sister Lan, Xu Xiu and others acted as listeners and referees; The other group is led by Qin Baichuan himself, mainly to teach Chu Xuan the repertoire to be sung tomorrow and the cooperation that the musicians need to make.

The work that should have been completed in seven days was all piled up on this day, Qin Baichuan was half busy, first teaching Chu Xuan to sing tunes, and then instructing the musicians when to play the rhythm, and after he was busy, he had to run to the first floor to guide those apprentices, he only felt that his head was as big as a fight, and he was in pain.

Fortunately, Chu Xuan already has a talent for music, and he can sing a piece of music after teaching it a few times, and those musicians are also very experienced, and they seem quite skilled after a few times of cooperation. As for those apprentices, after a few days of special business training, although they can't compete with a super storyteller like Qin Baichuan, they also have some rudiments.

Because of Qin Baichuan, everyone didn't feel tired, and all kinds of rehearsals were busy until the early morning of the next day. Qin Baichuan slept in Daddy Xu's new home that night, and after getting up the next day, he hurriedly ran back to Wangjiang Tower for the last training before the official performance.

In the afternoon of the same day, about one o'clock in modern times, horse-drawn carriages arrived at Wangjiang Tower from all directions. Most of the people who came down from the car were scholars from all over Jiangling, one by one, with lupine scarves and folding fans shaking gently, making it seem that the jade trees were in the wind, chic and dignified.

"Ouch, isn't this Brother Wang and Brother Zhang? Why are you here? Some of these scholars seemed to be very familiar and greeted each other.

"Ha, Brother Han, it's rare, it's rare! Wangjiang Tower has such a big bustle to see, how can we be missing? It's you, Brother Han, why don't you go to Chunhua Tower these days? ”

"Hey, it's not because my father is watching too closely that he can't run out! But it's okay for me to recharge my batteries and have a good time when the time comes! ”

A group of readers erupted in knowing laughter.

"Brother Su, your Fengyu Building has just opened, and the brothers haven't had time to cheer it up! Oh, let's watch the excitement here in a while, how about going to your place to write poems together? ”

"Well said, well said." Su Muqing, who was deflated by Qin Baichuan yesterday, also rushed over early, finished greeting everyone, and glanced at the closed gate of Wangjiang Tower, Su Muqing sneered: "What's going on with Wangjiang Tower today?" It's not that the stinky storyteller wants to make a tune for Marshal Yue Xiang, why didn't he open the door at this time? ”

"Haha, it seems that Brother Su also got the news! If you want me to say, what is the skill of a stinky storyteller? How dare you make a fuss about Generalissimo Yue? Hmph, Brother Su, you're embarrassed to teach him, I don't have so many scruples! ”

"That's it, that stinky storyteller doesn't know the height of the sky, and underestimated our Jiangling talents, today the heroes are gathered, we need to let him see our skills!"

"Qin Baichuan? Mr. Qin? Hahaha, it's just a piece of stinky shit! Today, we must work together to drive him out of Wangjiang Tower! ”

"What is it to drive out of Wangjiang Tower? This kind of maggot in the toilet should be driven out of Gangneung! ”

A group of scholars almost aimed their guns at Qin Baichuan, Su Muqing was proud, stinking storytelling, this time it caused public outrage, see how you want to end!

Contrary to the condemnation of the readers, the team of other peddlers' pawns was not to be outdone, and they fought back.

"Hmph, these scholars are really overwhelmed! Mr. Qin's coquettishness is something they can understand! ”

"That is, there are no two articles in their stomachs, and they want to go against Mr. Qin! Hmph, with Mr. Qin's soft and hard temperament, they have to be humiliated! ”

"Brothers, let's listen to the book in Wangjiang Tower, to be honest, we haven't given a few copper plates from beginning to end! This group of scholars wants to denounce Mr. Qin, if not, let's go to jail and beat them up! ”

"I think it's okay! But don't be reckless, take a look at Mr. Qin's methods first, if it really doesn't work, it's not too late to do it! ”

"Yes, that's it!"

……

"Mr. Qin, how are you preparing?" Last night and this morning, the two groups of people have been acting separately, and Sister Lan finished her work on the first floor and cautiously went up to the second floor. She saw the noisy scene outside in her eyes, and she was also a little apprehensive in her heart, today's move, if Mr. Qin can't make a splash, it is estimated that those scholars will never come to Wangjiang Tower again.

"Almost." Qin Baichuan stood next to the window, looked at the dense crowd of people and roughly counted, there were about two or three hundred readers, this number is not much, but it is definitely a lot. In modern times, it is already good to be able to send a hundred leaflets to one person, and here almost one flyer can be obtained, and the effect is very good.

Seeing that Sister Lan was a little uneasy, Qin Baichuan patted her on the shoulder and said, "Sister Lan, don't think too much, this success is the best, and it's okay if you don't succeed." The matter started because of Qin Baichuan, even if Wangjianglou is compensated, there is still a life for someone Qin, and the compensation will be doubled for you in the future. ”

"I'm not a little girl like Xu Xiu, don't say these words to coax me." Sister Lan's face turned red and she sighed: "I can't sleep at night these days, I think about things before and after, and I feel that you are the nemesis of my life." Hey, if you say a few words, I'm willing to gamble my reputation on ......."

"Sister Lan, don't worry! Wangjiang Tower is gone, isn't there still me Chu Xuan? The eldest brother has no place for you, so you will marry the eldest brother, and I will give you 10,000 taels of silver as a congratulatory gift! After learning Qin Baichuan's Protestant song, Chu Xuan looked proud and said loudly.

"I'm joking with my sister again!" Sister Lan glared at Chu Xuan, and said with some regret: "How can a character like Mr. Qin look down on a broken flower like me?" ”

"Huh?" Qin Baichuan moved slightly, Sister Lan seemed to be contemptuous and self-deprecating, but in fact, this was not a kind of vague confession?

"Open the door, open the door!" Qin Baichuan was about to speak, but the scholar who had been waiting downstairs for a long time stopped doing it, and slapped the door of Wangjiang Tower to Peng Peng, and a shout swept like a wave: "What the hell? The stinky storyteller ran away, right? Hurry up and open the door, or you will smash your Wangjiang Tower! ”

"Sir!" Sister Lan put away those charming thoughts and looked at Qin Baichuan for help.

"Chu Xuan, are you ready?" Qin Baichuan looked at Chu Xuan and said.

"Big brother, don't worry!" Chu Xuan clenched his fists, ignoring the presence of Sister Lan and those musicians, knelt down on one knee with both hands in fists, raised his head and said, "Brother Qin, if you are on stage today, you will definitely be famous in Jiangling with this song, and even spread far and wide in the capital!" However, you gave Chu Xuan such an opportunity to show off, show your face, and fight for fame, even if Chu Xuan is broken, it is not enough to repay the favor of my eldest brother! ”

The two groups of people have always been doing things separately, although Sister Lan could hear the drums from the second floor, but she didn't know what Qin Baichuan had taught him, seeing Chu Xuan's face with a happy heart and hateful hatred that she couldn't take out her heart, Sister Lan was full of doubts, but she didn't ask more.

"Fuck off, don't mess up with my brother." Qin Baichuan kicked Chu Xuan, who stood up and laughed proudly. Turning his gaze on a musician again, Qin Baichuan asked, "What about you, are you sure?" ”

"Mr. Qin, do your best!" Some of these musicians knew Qin Baichuan, but when it came to some secrets of the Qiu Shan Army, they all pretended to be confused.

"I'll ask you one last time, you guys change into clothes and wait on the side, and when I finish the last time of "Condor", you will cooperate with Chu Xuan, understand?" Although the preparation was not too sufficient, Qin Baichuan was also confident that he would be an instant hit.

"Understood!" Ten musicians clasped their fists in unison and responded loudly.

"Go ahead, change your costume." Qin Baichuan raised his chin and said to Sister Lan again: "Sister Lan, tell the maids to take their places and let the apprentices maintain order on the spot." ”

"Hmm!" The matter is coming, and Sister Lan has no way out. After the ten musicians changed their costumes, Sister Lan walked to the staircase on the second floor, calmed down her mood for a few consecutive breaths, and said lightly: "Open the door!" ”

"Squeak!"

The maids who had been waiting for Sister Lan's order for a long time did not dare to slack off, pulled the latch of the door, and slowly opened the door.

The moment the door opened, the scholars who had been waiting impatiently outside the door hurriedly stepped in, and for a while the crowd was full of voices, rubbing shoulders and rushing in. Fortunately, Qin Baichuan had the foresight to order someone to remove all the tables in the hall on the first floor, which was enough to accommodate these two or three hundred scholars.

Su Muqing followed the crowd and walked in, looking up, Wangjiang Tower had obviously undergone some decoration today, the ceiling and the stairs on the second floor were tied with bright red ribbons, and a huge red flower was formed in the center, which was quite festive.

In the corner of the first floor stood six cowhide drums, and behind the stinky storyteller on the second floor stood four sides, a total of ten "soldiers" with helmets and armor in front of each drum, all of whom were expressionless, holding swords hanging from their waists in their hands, staring at them indifferently.

"Haha, the stinky storyteller knows that he has offended us, and this is a special invitation to the forbidden army as a guard?" Someone had already laughed disdainfully, pointed at Qin Baichuan's nose and scolded loudly: "Stinky storyteller, if you insult Generalissimo Yue today, and fight to get a reputation that insults Sven, we will also beat you out of Wangjiang Tower!" ”