"Chance?"

Wang Xu retracted his gaze, thinking that if he was replaced by Shi Taigong back then, what would he choose here.

Shi Taigong was born in the county wealthy family, the family is very thick, Shi Taigong, as the second child in the family, does nothing for him all day long, only carries cages to tease birds, makes some fox friends and dog friends, and the family is very supportive.

Why support, because the snake can only have one head, and the eldest son of the Shi family is famous, there is no need for a shrewd second son, otherwise the two tigers will be injured when they fight.

Therefore, when Shi Taigong was young, he was really good, just like the little overlord.

If he was on the ship, facing an offer of 1,000 taels, he might really agree.

After all, the cub sold Ye Tian's heart was not worried, and the Shi family back then also had a lot of property, and Shi Taigong desperately knelt in the ancestral hall for three days, and it was really possible to grit his teeth and agree.

"Shi Taigong is the only person who escaped from the red boat in the past fifty years, if this is an opportunity, Shi Taigong must have seized it, and those who did not go out, eighty percent did not seize the opportunity."

Wang Xu thought so, and went to observe the reactions of the others.

Sure enough, when they heard the number of one thousand taels, many people's faces changed drastically.

It's not that these people can't take out a thousand taels, on the contrary, there is no bad money for those present, and if they smash the pot and sell iron, they can also take out 10,000 taels.

It's just that taking a thousand taels of silver and using it for a Pomeranian to laugh at is a bit of a muttering.

The princes of the Beacon Opera are the King of Zhou You, the one who is faint is Cao Cao, and the one who dies in the twilight of the dynasty is Liu An, the king of Huainan.

Although these people present are not gentlemen, they are not old bachelors who have never seen women.

When I heard the price of 1,000 taels of silver, everyone was playing the drums, and no one's money was blown by the wind, so was it worth it?

"I have a night pearl here, please palm your eyes and see if it is worth a thousand taels."

Wang Xu didn't say a word, took out a walnut-sized night pearl from his sleeve and put it in front of everyone.

Everyone came up to take a look and nodded: "This night pearl of quality, don't think about it without three or five thousand taels." ”

"That's good." Wang Xu threw the Night Pearl to the turtle prince and smiled kindly at him.

Gu Gong took the night pearl and looked at it, nodded slightly, and said, "Do you still want to see my young lady?" ”

Everyone was silent for a while, you look at me, I look at you, no one wants to be the wrongdoer.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Gui Gong didn't say much, turned his head to Wang Xu and said, "If you want to see my young lady, a thousand taels is just a stepping stone, you still have to have some skills." ”

"What does it mean to be capable?"

There are many meanings of ability, as the so-called three hundred and sixty lines, the line is the champion.

Even if the urine is farther away than others, can it also be called capable?

"Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry, sword dance, and even side doors, you can be good at any of them, as long as you can satisfy me, this second level will be considered if you have passed." Gui Gong said lightly, Wang Xu pondered carefully, but found that it was not simple at all.

Satisfied, what is satisfied, what is Guigong's preference Wang Xu doesn't know, how to prescribe the right medicine.

You must know that it is Li Bai's poems, which are all scolded for being space, picking bones in eggs, how can there be no mistakes.

Wang Xu just thought about it and understood that there was a problem with this requirement itself, in case the turtle prince was satisfied, but he pretended to be dissatisfied, wouldn't it be considered a loss for him.

"It seems that this time I have to show some real skills!"

Wang Xu coughed and said, "I choose a song, and I have a song of "Dancing Girl" here for everyone. ”

Hearing Wang Xu's selection of songs, the people around him were stunned, no one expected him to choose this, even the girl who played the piano and sang on the stage was stunned.

Wang Xu wanted this effect, stretched out his hand to the three girls, and whispered, "Where is the music?" ”

The girl looked at each other, and the one at the head covered her mouth and chuckled, gently waving the strings.

Wang Xu cleared his throat and sang in a low voice: "How many people have gone through joys and sorrows in order to live..."

The bass has a vibrato, giving people a feeling of vicissitudes, Wang Xu himself sings well, plus the three girls are in harmony with the sound of the piano, and the feeling of vastness suddenly comes to the face.

"How many people shed blood and tears for the sake of life, and their hearts are sad like who they say...

Ah~~~ Who can understand the sorrow of being a dancer, even if you are in tears, you have to smile at people.

Aha, come and come and dance, and the feet start shaking, it doesn't matter who the others are..."

Wang Xu sang Han Baoyi's classic song "Dancing Girl", which is said to have become popular all over Wanwan as soon as it appeared at that time, and radiated from Wanwan to Hong Kong Island and the mainland, and there was no enemy everywhere he passed.

For a while, the dance hall was full of dancers' tunes, and a mysterious lady wearing black socks and rabbit ears sang the song in tears.

This is a song that exhausts the joys and sorrows of dancing girls, the song of the wind and moon field, the joys and sorrows are together, and there are a few who can not cry.

If it were an ordinary person, he might not feel anything when he heard this song, but it fell into the ears of the girls in the Fengyue Field, which was simply tailor-made for them.

Aren't they, the hard-working people who are trapped in the wind and moon field, just dancing girls who have tears in their eyes and want to smile at people.

For a while, the three girls who played the piano were sad when they heard the song, this song is their true portrayal, and life is really a dream.

"Under the surname Mai Mingba, I am ugly, I am ugly!"

After singing a song, Wang Xu bowed his hands to the people around him again and again, the most confident place in himself is his voice, if he wasn't afraid of a pain in his butt, he would have participated in a show like The Voice a long time ago.

"There are peaches in the translation garden, in fact, the food, the worries of the heart, I sing and rhyme, this is poetry, what are you singing?" Gui Gong suddenly turned his face, pointed at Wang Xu and squirted wildly.

Wang Xu looked at the people around him and found that everyone was also covering their faces with their sleeves, ashamed to see people.

A few of them dressed as scholars were even more ashamed, and sighed: "How can it be poetry like such a vulgarity, it's really insulting to Sven, insulting to Sven..."

Scare...

The modern definition of song is different from the ancient definition of song.

Man Jianghong, Water Tune Song Head, Nian Nujiao Chibi Nostalgia, Su Wu Shepherd, Hu Ji Eighteen Beats, these poems as the carrier, with the rhythm of the talent is called a song.

Even if you don't sing, just reading it, you can feel the deep meaning.

Modern songs, on the other hand, are more straightforward and have few restrictions, anyone can make up two lyrics, and then say that this is a song, even if it is inconsistent, the donkey's lips are not the horse's mouth, as long as it sounds good, there is nothing else to ask for.

In ancient times, there were strict requirements for the narration, rhyme, and words of poetry, and every word had to be carefully crafted, and the meaning of a wrong word might change.

For example, if ancient poetry is a euphemism that needs to be savored, modern songs are a one-step liquor.

In ancient times, when readers dominated the mainstream, anyone who dared to write a modern song would definitely be attacked by a crowd and kicked 10,000 feet after being defeated.

Wang Xu didn't know this, he only knew that he sang very well, and the three girls who played the piano sang and cried, and now when he met the turtle prince looking for trouble, he suddenly said angrily: "You can't say such a good song, old Wang Ba, others call you the turtle father, you really think of yourself as the prime minister?" Hmph, if you can't fight in Wendou, then come to Wudou, you and I will be afraid of you! ”

"Who sang the song?"

Without waiting for the two sides to start, a graceful girl wearing a light veil walked down from the third floor.

This girl's eyes are like pearls, her fingers are like green onions, through the gauze clothes, you can see a large area of her exposed skin, except for some important positions, the whole body can be seen at a glance, which makes people look slightly hard.

"Miss, it's this person." Gui Gong trotted over and pointed at Wang Xu with his finger.

Wang Xu didn't show weakness, he even got the old demon of Montenegro done, could he still be frightened by a female ghost who had been dead for eighty years and couldn't even do enough for a hundred years.

It's a pity that he really thought badly, and the next second, the girl scared him as soon as she spoke.

"Dancing girl, Han Baoyi?" The girl's eyes were shining, and she opened her jade mouth lightly at Wang Xu.

Wang Xu was stunned on the spot when he heard this, just like being stopped when he was walking on the road, and someone asked him if he remembered Mama Rong on the shore of Daming Lake.

The dancing girl is a modern song, how could an ancient person in an alternate history know the song of the dancing girl, and also know that the singer is Han Baoyi.

If he didn't have a confused memory, it would seem that he only said that this song is called a dancing girl, and he didn't mention Han Baoyi's name.

"Alternate history, by the way, this dynasty should have been the Ming Dynasty, but it was replaced by the inexplicable Daning Dynasty, it is likely that this world has been a traverser before, and the Daning Dynasty was established by a traverser, so this Lin Yingying, could it be..."

Wang Xu looked at the girl, didn't say a word for a long time, and after a short silence, he said tentatively: "The Heavenly King covers the tiger? ”

"Pagoda Town River Demon!"

The girl replied fluently, looking him up and down, and asked rhetorically, "Why is your face yellow?" ”

Wang Xu squinted his eyes and said word by word: "The wax applied in the cold weather!" ”

"Why is it red again?" The girl asked again.

"Shhh

Wang Xu gasped, stretched out his hand and grabbed it outward, and the three-pointed two-edged knife took advantage of the situation, and it was a knife at the head: "Fuck you!" ”

Lin Yingying: "..."