Liu Qing is a plump young woman with a height of one meter seven, and the girl in front of her is at most fourteen or fifteen, petite and exquisite, and should not be able to reach each other, but Wang Han just has a feeling that the girl in front of her is Liu Qing.

The appearance is different, but the verve is similar. Especially those eyes, I can't forget them when I see them, maybe I forget them, but at this moment, all the vague memories are clear, as if I was separated from Liu Qing yesterday.

It's a feeling I've never felt before.

All the puzzles are because of her.

The old bustard got the silver and retreated with a smile, while Wang Han turned the little girl over and over again with a pair of bull's eyes, and felt more and more that the eyebrows were Liu Qing. It's a pity that the girl's skin is too thin, and when Wang Han looked at her a few more times, she lowered her head in shame and hugged the huqin, as if there was nowhere to put it.

It just so happened that the door of the private room next door opened, and a scribe with an immortal temperament went out conveniently, glanced at Wang Han casually, and went away. It was the time to open the door, and there was a jingle of chopsticks knocking on the teacup in the box, accompanied by the baritone low singing: The flower floats from zero ~ the water flows artesian ~ a kind of lovesickness and two sorrows ~ Oh ~ Oh ~

sang Teresa Teng's version of "Full Moon West Building".

The door at the back was closed, and the singing was still coming from inside, although no one was seen, but hearing its voice, Wang Han also knew that it was a chic and beautiful man who was singing, and this time the singing was very infectious and self-absorbed.

This is clearly picking up girls, and it's Wang Han's girls.

I've seen shameless, but I've never seen such shameless.

Wang Han was about to raise his legs to go in immediately, but he felt that it was inappropriate to go in like this, in case he startled the snake, it would not be good, so he still had to dress up in disguise. immediately turned back to his private room, tore down the curtain of the room and crumpled it into a lump and stuffed it into his back, and asked Tang Long to go outside to find some pot bottom, wipe it on his face, and then hang down his hair, pretending to be a hunchbacked and black-faced pockmark, ready to go there to stir up trouble.

After walking two steps, I saw the little girl next to me holding the Huqin period Ai Ai, and asked her, "Can you sing?" ”

The little girl nodded.

Wang Han took her huqin, "Let's go, follow me to sing." After saying that, he took the girl and went.

As soon as the door was pushed open, there were seven or eight men and women sitting inside, one of them had his back to the door, seeing that the back was thin and thin, he was a weak scholar, and he didn't feel that the people behind him had bad intentions, so he continued to shake his head and shake his head, holding chopsticks to knock on the cup to accompaniment, and the rest of the men and women were all in the atmosphere and listened carefully.

Even when they saw Wang Han's black pockmarked pot, they only glanced at it lightly and didn't care.

When the last syllable fell, everyone was still unsatisfied, still immersed in the melody and couldn't extricate themselves, Wang Han clapped his hands and deliberately praised in a rough voice: "This song should only exist in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world." ”

Only then did everyone raise their heads, each looking at Wang Han in surprise, and the singing man also turned around, but it was a pretty face, with red phoenix eyes, a tall nose, and a hard lip line, like a knife cutting an axe. Seeing Wang Hanzun's appearance, he just nodded, smiled, turned his head again, and said to everyone: "Xu Mou is not talented, he is ugly." ”

When speaking, he is gentle and elegant, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.

A middle-aged man around said: "How can it be an ugly offering, the old man is right, this song should only be in the sky, it is rare to hear it in the world, Brother Xu, I want to record your song and sing it to the official family tomorrow." ”

Brother Xu waved his hand and shook his head, "Hey, it's not necessary, it's pure entertainment, and it can't be elegant." ”

Another young girl grinned and said, "Brother Zhiyuan's entertainment works are so high-end, I'm afraid that my intentions will be shocking to cry ghosts and gods." ”

Brother Xu smiled heartily, "The sister of the Lin family praised it falsely, my two hands are still inferior to the talent of the Li family." ”

praised Li Qingzhao, which made Li Qingzhao flustered and shy, shook his head and said in a low voice: "Mr. Xu, don't say that, your talent is much higher than that of the slave family, and the first two random words will dwarf the slave family." ”

The next young man was about to speak, but Wang Han suddenly interjected, "Everyone Li is right, the old man passed by outside, and when he heard Xu Xiaoge's singing, he was immediately shocked, and he couldn't hold it back, so he wanted to break in and take a look, to see which Wenqu star this is, and I hope you will forgive me." ”

This remark finally attracted everyone's attention. In fact, everyone saw the first sentence he said, thinking that he was a singer, so no one paid attention to him. Now that the problem is going to be again, everyone will have to question.

This is a gathering of literati, and all of you here are talented people, what are you singing about? Of course, you are all civilized people, superior people, and the so-called things gather like and people are grouped. They are all elegant people, even if they are not angry in their hearts, they must be educated on their faces.

The young man at the bottom asked Wang Han, "I don't know who this is?" ”

Wang Han replied: "Contemptible fisherman, he doesn't love anything else in his life, he loves music alone, he has been born for dozens of years, he has traveled all over the country, and he wants to sing all the songs in the world, he is a song idiot." ”

As soon as the singer came out, everyone's expressions were better, it turned out that he was also a lover of music, although he was embarrassed and ugly, but the clothes on his body - I don't know if I didn't see it, it turned out to be a literati long shirt, and the washing was quite clean, and it was still a good material.

The middle-aged man over there is Zhou Bangyan, who is the first musician in the Great Song Dynasty, and has recently been favored, and the official family promoted him to the chief musician of Dasheng Mansion, in charge of music matters.

Dasheng Mansion is an official office only set up, before Zhao Ji, the court music belonged to the servants themselves, and they couldn't be officials. Zhao Ji came to power, he liked music, so he set the music institution as a serious official mansion, which was the Dasheng Mansion.

Zhou Bangyan is a big musician, he is recruiting troops and horses, recruiting arrangers and lyricists everywhere, and when he saw Wang Han saying that he knew how to score music in the world, he had the intention of recruiting and asked him to sit down.

Wang Han didn't shirk either, sat down in front of Brother Xu, and asked with a smile: "It's not strange that the old brother is sitting here, right?" ”

The little brother is polite, and his ass is moved to that side, and he does not dislike it on his face. His eyes swept over the woman holding the huqin behind her, her eyes lit up, and she asked, "Who is this?" ”

Wang Han gave a thumbs up, "My daughter, named Cuilian, was born ugly, so she covered her face with a veil, don't blame you." ”

So the girl bowed her head so that no one could see her face.

Many people who often come to the hotel have seen her and know that she has a scar on her face, so they don't ask much, but Li Qingzhao is strange, "Isn't it called red bean?" How did you become Cuilian? ”

Only then did Wang Han know that he said that he had taken the circle, haha twice, "Hongdou is a stage name, and her real name is Cuilian." ”

Li Qingzhao smiled, "I see." Then he asked, "Do you know all the music scores in the world?" ”

Wang Han nodded, "Exactly." ”

Li Qingzhao asked again: "Do you know those military songs that the Western Army often sings?" ”

"Yes, don't hide it from this sister, I just came from the Western Army."

Li Qingzhao was overjoyed, pointed to Brother Xu and said, "You can sing two songs, Mr. Xu wants to hear it, and we won't be able to sing it." ”

Wang Han looked at Brother Xu, the young man's eyes lit up, and he smiled at him, looking like a leisurely rich boy.

Asked him, "Little brother's surname?" ”

Answer: "Xu Zhiyuan." ”

Wang Han laughed and asked, "Which one does Brother Xu want to hear?" ”

Xu Zhiyuan said: "Sing a song casually." ”

Wang Han plucked the huqin, made a few sounds, adjusted the tone, and began to play, which was the prelude to the young man's ambition. Although the huqin is not as good as the guitar, Wang Han is a knowledgeable person after all, and he has a unique flavor when he plays, and after the prelude is a cappella, his voice is rich, heroic and desolate, and everyone who listens is shocked.

After singing the first few sentences, just about to reach the climax, Xu Zhiyuan couldn't help it, picked up chopsticks and knocked on the cup, and sang with Wang Han.

After singing the song, Wang Han laughed, "It seems that the little brother is also from the west." ”

Xu Zhiyuan shook his head and said lightly: "No, I'm from the south." ”

Everyone was surprised, and Wang Han asked: "The south has also heard the song of the Western Army?" ”

Xu Zhiyuan said: "I have been singing this song since I was a child, and I didn't hear it from the Western Army. ”

In a word, Li Qingzhao blushed and couldn't help but speak, "This is what you sang when you were a child?" ”

Xu Zhiyuan nodded, "Yes, speaking of which, this song has been almost thirty years since its birth, but it has been circulated for a small time, and not many people know it." ”

Li Qingzhao asked again: "Then who made this piece and lyrics?" ”

Xu Zhiyuan replied: "It was created by my father, and I often hummed it when I was a child, so I remember it." ”

Wang Han wanted to laugh when he heard it, but he didn't poke it, but guessed that Xu Zhiyuan said this only to deliberately discredit Wang Han, so that Li Qingzhao would feel that Wang Han was doing something, so as to raise his level.

Well, it must be so.

Thinking about it, he said: "There is another song in the Western Army, which is said to be done by the same person, do you want to listen to it again?" ”

Xu Zhiyuan was upright, "Please come." ”

Wang Han immediately played the strings, jingled a string, and said: My family lives on the Loess Plateau~

Xu Zhiyuan's face was overjoyed, and he continued: "The wind is blowing in front of the door. ”

Wang Han put down the huqin, held Xu Zhiyuan's hand, and said excitedly: "So, this piece is also composed by your father?" ”

Xu Zhiyuan's face was moved, and he seemed to have tears in his eyes, "Yes, it is my father's hard work, I haven't heard it for nearly fifteen years, I didn't expect to hear it again in Tokyo today." ”

Wang Han grabbed his hand and trembled, "I really didn't expect that your father, as a southerner, could write lyrics and songs with northern flavors, Lao Er admires it, presumably, Ling Zun should be a god." ”

Xu Zhiyuan was stunned when he heard this, and then he was modest, "Pass the award, pass the award." ”

Wang Han didn't answer, continued to play, and said to everyone: "This song is the latest spread of the Western Army, not in Tokyo, I will sing it to everyone." ”

My family lives on the Loess Plateau~ My dad is my mom and his cousin~ Before they passed the door, the two of them sneaked around~ accidentally had me~

In an instant, there were those who sprayed tea in their mouths, those who were stunned, those who flew with a full face, those who couldn't help laughing, and even the little girl with the veil turned her back at this moment, her shoulders trembled uncontrollably, and she couldn't laugh.

Li Qingzhao was even more embarrassed, with some pretty red, bowing his head and drinking tea to cover up, and he didn't know if he was thinking of anything else.

As for Xu Zhiyuan, he was stunned and helpless, a little annoyed, and was about to open his mouth to defend himself, but Wang Han blocked it first, and said with a smile: "This song is deeply loved by the soldiers, it turned out to be from Ling Zun's hand, so it seems that Ling Zun and Ling Cousin had a romantic past, oh, no, it should be your grandfather and his cousin." ”

Xu Zhiyuan was originally embarrassed, but when he heard Luo Guo's words in front of him, he reacted instantly, his eyes widened, he stared at Wang Han, and then said sternly: "You dare to come to entertain me?" ”