After Yan Qingshi got the drama text that Li Changan gave her, her bright eyes stared straight at Li Changan.

There are a lot of changes in it, and you can see that every change is very detailed.

He's very attentive!

Li Changan was a little embarrassed by Yan Qingshi, this girl seems to be weak, but she is extremely resilient inside, has a stubborn temper, and it is difficult to change what she believes.

"I revised this drama with my classmates in the academy, and Miss Yan will see if there is anything that needs to be changed."

Li Changan looked away, avoiding Yan Qingshi's direct gaze.

Yan Qingshi's lips moved, and then said softly, "It is a blessing for Qingshi to have Gongzi and the academy students revise together." ”

"Childe, please come with me, grandpa is already waiting for Childe at home."

Li Changan followed Yan Qingshi to the courtyard of the Yan family.

"I've seen Li Gongzi." Old Man Yan smiled and hugged his fists and saluted.

"How is the old man doing?" Li Changan immediately returned the salute.

"Thanks to the blessing of the son, the old decay is still healthy." Old Man Yan turned sideways and brought Li Changan into the house.

"A few days ago, the son sent a copy of "Liang Zhu" to the light poem, and the old man also flipped through it, and also talked about a short paragraph in the hook column, and everyone loved to listen to it."

Old Man Yan said, "If it can be changed into opera, it may become a signboard for the hook column." ”

"Thank you, old man."

Li Changan didn't dare to say anything, and he deserved it.

He originally wanted to find more readers for "Liang Zhu", but as for whether he could help Goulan, he didn't know.

Now the results are not bad, and it is already a bonus.

"There are a total of four Goolan in the county, and the old guys of the other three families also asked someone to come over and ask, can you pass on this "Liang Zhu" drama to them as well?"

Old Man Yan poured a glass of wine for Li Changan and looked at Li Changan.

"The drama is written by Miss Yan, so it is naturally decided by Miss Yan, and she will not overstep her responsibilities in the future." Li Changan toasted Old Man Yan.

Old Man Yan explained, "Although Goolan is a poor business, and the money earned is all food and clothing, but it is also the most humane. ”

"Although the money for tea and fruits is indispensable for guests, as long as you sit down and drink a cup of tea, even if you listen to it all day, you can no longer spend a penny, and the reward is all voluntary."

"In the past two days, the old man joked about "Liang Zhu", and many guests gave rewards, and the news of the light poem writing the drama spread, and there were a lot more guests in the hook column."

"The other three Goolan are all old guys who know each other, and everyone is in a tight situation, so I think I can help one or two."

Li Changan nodded, "Old Man Yan is warm-hearted, this matter is naturally a good thing." ”

"I said that there are a lot of people talking about "Liang Zhu" on the street in the past two days, and it turned out to be the result of Old Man Yan's storytelling."

Having said this, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Li Changan's mind, and he was immediately stunned.

Goulan people come and go, and the people they come into contact with are all from all over the world, and often a popular new gadget can be spread out quickly.

If the four Goolan join forces, I am afraid that it will soon spread all over the streets and alleys.

Isn't this a way to gather fame?

Golan, wine shop, teahouse......

These small businesses, which go unnoticed, bring together the largest number of ordinary people.

The scribes are high, and the literati and writers think very highly of themselves, so how can they pay attention to the common people?

Even the gathering of fame in various places is to break the Wenchang monument, and this is only limited to the literati circle.

When the fermentation opens, it will gradually reach the ears of the general public.

Typical top-down transmission.

And the group for the group of bookstores is also the group of people who can read and hyphenation.

But how can ordinary people have the leisure to read the script slowly?

Earning money is the most important thing.

Compared with this, the storytelling and opera in the hook column are not only leisure means, but also can listen to music, but they are more acceptable.

Li Changan frowned from time to time, and there were many thoughts in his mind.

An idea is about to come out, but it is always one last step away.

It wasn't until a jade hand shook in front of his eyes that Li Changan came back to his senses.

"Li Gongzi?"

"I'm sorry, I just thought about it." Li Changan hurriedly apologized.

Yan Qingshi sandwiched the dish for Li Changan and said with a smile, "Childe try my new dish and see if it suits your appetite." ”

Old Man Yan didn't speak "knowingly", but just helped Li Changan pour wine from time to time.

Li Changan said with a smile, "Miss Yan's craftsmanship is comparable to that of a chef in a big restaurant, and the taste is naturally not bad." ”

Yan Qingshi pursed her lips and smiled, and continued to serve vegetables to Li Changan.

Li Changan could only thank him again and again, but he didn't know how to refuse, it was really uncomfortable to eat like this, so he could only change the topic.

"Miss Yan's drama is brilliant, according to Miss Yan's literary talent, why don't you go to participate in the scientific examination?"

As soon as these words came out, the dinner table suddenly fell silent.

The chopsticks in Yan Qingshi's hand suddenly stiffened, lowered her head and was silent.

Old Man Yan showed a lonely look on his face, and sighed, "The light poems are all affected by old decay." ”

"My old grandfather used to have an official position, but for some reason, he committed an accident, his head was cut off, not to mention, and the clansmen were all classified as lowly."

"It was not easy to get rid of the lowly status in the old generation, but this brand can never be washed away."

"The identity of the light poem is innocent, if you want to participate in the scientific examination, because the ancestor is a lowly family, you must have a seven-grade scribe as a guarantee."

"But we can only eat in the goulan, and there are very few opportunities to meet scribes, so how can we invite a seven-grade scribe as a guarantee?"

"I finally spent money to invite scribes, but they all coveted the body of light poetry, and they didn't really help at all."

Old Man Yan drank the wine in the cup, shook his head helplessly, and his breathing became short.

Yan Qingshi stroked her grandfather's back, "Grandpa, it's okay, I don't have time to read the Saints Classics, even if I take the scientific examination, I won't be able to pass the exam." ”

Li Changan opened his mouth, but suddenly he didn't know what to say.

Should I help?

But I and Yan Qingshi are not related, why do you want to help?

Even if you want to help, how can you open your mouth so that it doesn't seem abrupt?

This little girl has a stubborn temper, I am afraid that opening her mouth at will will easily arouse her self-esteem, but it will backfire.

It's better to wait and see what happens.

Yan Qingshi snorted and smiled to break the stagnant atmosphere at the dinner table,

"Stirred up the interest of Gongzi, and asked Gongzi Li to forgive his sins...... Why don't you sing a drama for a little girl, how about asking the son to evaluate it? ”

Li Changan nodded, "Miss Yan's fairy sound, Li Mou will definitely listen to you." ”

Yan Qingshi got up, went into the back room and took out the pipa, and sat on the stool at the back end.

The soft wattle fell gently, and the jade fingers hooked the strings.

The crisp sound of the pipa broke the silence in the room.

From the moment Yan Qingshi plucked the strings, Li Changan saw a completely different temperament from her in the past.

The eyes are brighter, and there is a powerful aura, like a queen, and the lute is her crown.

When I look at the bar, this feeling is not so strong.

However, at this moment, Yan Qingshi seemed to want to burst out with the help of the pipa.

Like a jade bead on the plate, it is like a silver bottle bursting.

Li Changan had to admit that Yan Qingshi at this time had an unimaginable charm.

The petite body contains a remarkable brilliance.

"Yingtai has been pampered since childhood, and he insists on studying perversely. The old wife and daughter have no choice, so I have to allow her to dress up as a man......"

As soon as Yan Qingshifu spoke, Li Changan's eyes couldn't help but widen.

The sound of the feather became more and more ethereal, as if it was falling from the sky, but the first sentence tugged at the heartstrings and made people unforgettable.

Li Changan swallowed his throat, as if he knew the Yan girl in front of him for the first time.

No wonder he only plays the pipa and doesn't sing music.

The pipa sound alone can be called a famous player, and if you add such a fairy sound, I am afraid it will be a blessing rather than a curse.

A little hook can't protect her.

Li Changan closed his eyes and listened carefully, drank a glass of wine from time to time, and unconsciously blushed.

On the sheep fat jade book, a new page was opened, and a song "Liang Zhu" slowly appeared on the page like a clear spring.

The sound of the pipa falls,

Li Changan slowly opened his eyes and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Today, I know the sound of heaven...... This song should only exist in heaven, and the world can hear it a few times......"

"There is a score of "Liang Zhu" below, I wonder if I can ask Miss Yan to play it?"

Yan Qingshi was surprised, but still nodded in agreement.

Did he also study pipa notation?

Li Changan urged Qinglian Wenqi to introduce the score of "Liang Zhu" into the Qinglian Wengong, and quickly wrote down the score with a pen dipped in ink.

Yan Qingshi's gaze moved to the paper, and she couldn't take her eyes off it anymore.

It only takes one look at this score to see what makes it beautiful.

Yan Qingshi was just about to play, when there was a quick knock on the door, "Childe ......"

It's Song Anmin's voice!