The words are good, the music is good, and the singing is better!

Zhao Mengqi took the lead in applauding, and after waking everyone up, the applause was like a tide.

Even Zhao Hui didn't say anything strange and clapped his palms.

Zhao Yan rested his head on Zhao Mengqi's shoulder, "Fourth brother, this sister is also very good, bring it back to me as a sister-in-law."

Zhao Mengqi smiled and pinched her little face, "You little traitor, if Chubai is so good to you."

"Ah...... Pigs tempt Shimo." Zhao Yan was pinched so inarticulate that she continued to say after breaking away, "Of course Sister Wanwan is the best, no one can compare, but she only has one belly, not more sisters-in-law, so how can I have more nephews and nieces for me to play."

Good guy, I have children with you as a toy pet......

Zhao Mengqi couldn't cry or laugh completely, "Aren't your cats and dogs enough for you to play?"

"They can't speak, Xiao Hei is stupid, Xiao Bai is too naughty, and Xiao Turtle shrinks his head all day long......" Zhao Yan was straightforward.

Immediately, Zhao Hui rolled her eyes and leaned over, "Su Niang, do you remember what the fourth brother said about the zoo? If you can build one, you can raise some of everything, it will be fun."

Zhao Yan's eyes lit up, and he said happily, "Yes, yes, zoo! Zoo!"

"It's a pity, I have no money, and I was all taken away by the fourth brother, and I can't build it..." Zhao Hui's face was full of regret.

Zhao Yun was confused, "Ah...... Fourth brother, then you can return the money to the fifth sister."

Glancing at Zhao Wei lightly, Zhao Mengqi nodded Zhao Wei's forehead, "Don't listen to your fifth sister's fools, her little money, even if she is returned to her, is not enough to build a zoo, at most to build a pig farm......

"That...... Then the fourth brother, you can build it, you have a lot of money, okay, okay..."

Zhao Yun hugged his brother's arm, shook and shake, shook and shaken.

"Good, good, build! Build! I'll build it another day."

Zhao Mengqi was helpless, and actually wrapped himself in again.

Zhao Hui wants the zoo because she wants to be a "female version of Darwin", and Zhao Wei is purely for fun.

In fact, it's nothing to build one, and this thing is not unique to later generations, and there are many rare birds and beasts in the royal gardens of the past dynasties for viewing and entertainment, but they are not open to ordinary people.

Before the Southern Crossing of the Great Song Dynasty, especially when Huizong of the Song Dynasty had the most flowers, in order to reflect the prosperous scene of Fengheng and Yuda, the royal gardens were often opened to ordinary scholars, including the Yujin Garden, which raised a large number of rare birds and beasts.

After the southern crossing, although the garden was still built, it was no longer so extravagant and high-profile, first, the national strength weakened, and second, it was easy to attract the literati's verbal criticism.

Therefore, if Zhao Mengqi dares to get one out, he will definitely be criticized and scolded, and it is estimated that he will be as "notorious" as Zhengde who built a leopard house.

Hey, anyway, a lot of things have been done to attract people to be scolded and hated, and there will be more in the future, and it is not bad for one or two things.

Zhao Mengqi thought about it for a while, and finally decided to get one.

It's not just to fulfill his sister's wishes, but also to have other plans, because he must build a real zoo open to the public.

In this way, it can not only enrich the entertainment of the people, but also open their eyes, increase their knowledge, and promote the biological research of the Great Song Dynasty and the cognition of the world, after all, curiosity can also inspire people to forge ahead.

Just as the Columbus expedition led to the great geographical discoveries, which in turn set off the Age of Discovery.

Just as the three siblings were muttering, the audience kept boasting about Tang An'an's beauty, praising Zhou Mi's talent, and even praising the new poem to the sky, as if this was the most amazing thing in the world.

There is no way, the Song people are like this, they pursue talent, Wenhua, Donghuamen roll call, and they are especially fond of the soft and beautiful, mournful and glamorous poems.

Tang An'an thanked him for a while, and the enthusiasm in the audience subsided, and everyone was more full of emotions into the lyrics.

The three leaders stood together, and Yan Ran'er was a little hard to hide her jealousy, "You can meet a great talent casually, Sister Tang is really lucky......

Listen to this sour

Words, Tang An'an did not squint, but said in his mouth, "If you can win the favor of King Yan, aren't you better to live, if the Gui Ling is left at this time, it is not known who will kill the deer, but unfortunately, the dog's belly can't hold more than two taels of sesame oil......

"You!" Yan Ran'er's little face turned pale with anger, "The villain has a will!"

Ji Ni felt the strong smell of gunpowder between the two, and subconsciously moved to the side.

At the same time, my heart is full of taste, although I have attracted a lot of attention with my novelty tricks, but if I don't have one or two heavyweight poems, I can't talk about real fame.

At present, there are more than a dozen words sent up, but Wu Wenying's eye is still very picky, and a small half of it has been knocked out, and the others are basically inferior, and only one medium is for Yan Ran'er.

Ji Ni only has two inferior songs, which are slightly better than nothing, and it seems that the final ranking can only accompany the last seat.

It may be that God has mercy, and at this time, a young scholar who is quite handsome and handsome walked in front of Wu Wenying's case.

"Student Shaoxing Wang Yisun, the word Shengand, meet Mr. Mengzhuang, the grass is slow, I want to give Ji Xingshou, please comment."

Although no one has heard of his name, this appearance and temperament should be a talented person.

So Ji Ni's spirit was shocked and she was full of anticipation.

After reading the lyrics, Wu Wenying raised his head in surprise, "Holy and, how old are the teeth?"

"Mr. Hui, the student has just turned eighteen."

"Hey, that's four or five years younger than Gongjin, but his talent is not lost, haha, today I have to meet two rising stars, which is really a great relief to the old man, and sure enough, there are talents from the country! …… Ji Xingtou, come and take this excellent work away."

"Superior!?" Ji Ni was overjoyed.

Take it and read it carefully, even if she decides to choose it as a performance, she doesn't expect anything better in the future anyway.

In just a moment, she memorized the whole word by heart, and the slow voice was an old word card, and the tune had long been engraved into her bones.

Perhaps out of cherishment, Ji Ni didn't plan to play any singing and dancing tricks, but acted seriously.

She sat on the embroidery pier in the middle of the stage, hugged the pipa horizontally, and carefully adjusted the sound that had been adjusted.

Maybe some people want to complain, this posture is wrong, but unlike the basic vertical holding and playing in later generations, most of the pipa played in the Tang and Song dynasties was held horizontally.

The five fingers sweep the four strings, the feather buds follow the waves, the love overflows, and the lips are lightly opened.

"Greeting the door with a high bun, leaning on the fan and snorting, Grace has not counted Xizhou.

Shallow breeze vermilion, spring breeze February tip.

Meet the beautiful makeup and handsome words, there is an old home, Jingluo romance.

Broken intestine sentences, try to re-stroke the color pen, and give leisure.

I still remember that Ling Bo wanted to go, and asked Ming Luo socks, but who did he keep them for.

In vain, I dreamed of lovesickness, and went back to Nanpu a few times.

Mo Ciyu danced, afraid of coming back and swallowing empty buildings.

Mischievous, hugging the pipa, and spending this autumn."

A song of pipa language, lovesick and looking forward to the guard, looking at Qionghua, twilight and cold.

The strings break, the curves stop, and the people lose their souls.

The men in the audience sighed gloomily, and the women had tears in their eyes, as if they were all reminded of the old dreams and memories that had been hidden in their hearts for a long time.

There was silence for a long time, and there was no applause, but the applause was much more intense.

Zhao Mengqi couldn't help but feel a little sad, the appeal of this art is indeed not divided between ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign.

Zhao Yun beside him is still young and unpolluted by love, he just thinks it sounds good, "Fourth brother, this can also be a sister-in-law..."

Zhao Mengqi rolled his eyes, if he takes you out a few more times, you are afraid that you will have to pull back all the good-looking women in the world.

It's also a pull, but the harem is full of Fengyue women, so can't it become a laughing stock for the ages?

He turned his eyes to look at Ji Ni on the stage, and secretly praised in his heart, after this performance, this woman has washed away her previous kitsch and shallow image, and has a little bit of everyone's qualifications.

Now, the pressure is completely on Yan Ran'er.

At present, Tang An'an has one song of superiority, three medium, and eight inferior, Ji Ni also has one superior, one medium, and eleven inferior, and Yan Ran'er has five medium, eighteen

First and second.

Speaking of which, Tang Anan also made a choice too early, so many words that should have belonged to her were transferred to the other two.

On the contrary, after Ji Ni finished performing the pipa, many people who were touched began to vote for her, and they became more and more informed.

Time passed slowly, and Yan Ran'er, who was at the bottom of the grades, became more and more impatient, but in fact, she was very calm in her eyes.

It wasn't until just over a quarter of an hour before the time limit that a maidservant sent a piece of paper to Wu Wenying's bookcase, and the situation began to change.

Wu Wenying read the paper, and her brows became deeper and deeper.

The audience was surprised and speculated.

"Mr. Yumewindow, what's wrong?"

"Isn't that a word too bad to catch?"

"If it's too bad, throw it away, what's the use."

"That shouldn't be a good work, otherwise it should be like the previous two songs, and I will be happy to see the hunt."

"Maybe it's hard to classify..."

"Shouldn't this be, Mr. Dream Window is a master of words, and there will be words that make him feel embarrassed?"

Wu Wenying was indeed very embarrassed, not because of the word, but because of the word "Yan Wang".

Although it is not Yanwang's handwriting, it is impossible to confirm the authenticity of it, but from the perspective of the words themselves, eighty percent will not be wrong.

After thinking about it for a while, Wu Wenying looked up at the audience, "This word is signed by His Royal Highness King Yan, the old man is a subordinate, I dare not comment, of course, maybe there is no need for the old man to say more, whether it is good or bad, everyone will know it as soon as you hear it, Yan Xingshou, please take it away."

The audience roared, "Your Highness has written the lyrics again? …… It's still for Yan Xing's head, this is strong support. …… Brother Tai is a very good word, and it is very well used. …… It is said that Jiang Niangzi has only one song, what kind of magic does this Yan Xingshou have, so that His Royal Highness King Yan will give words again and again?"

Zhao Mengqi could only touch his nose under the inquiring gaze of his two younger sisters.

Don't look at me, it's not me, I don't!

Qian Duo, this girl, is really atmospheric, one for two, worthy of a wealthy family......

On the stage, Yan Ran'er was full of pride, and took the note from Wu Wenying's hand with proud steps.

She pretended to glance at it, then folded the paper into Fang Sheng and put it close to her chest, but in fact, she had already memorized the content.

"It is an honor for the slave family to get His Highness's words again, please allow me to sing and share it with everyone, I only hope that the skills of the slave family will not insult His Highness's good words."

As he spoke, the instruments for the performance were ready.

The instrument she will use is a guzheng.