The housekeeper hurriedly apologized: "This old man doesn't know, the old man is not doing well, and I ask the master to punish him." ”

"Something that doesn't work!" He scolded fiercely, and looked around at the boss sitting at the table for a week, a little embarrassed: "So many big bosses are still here, you brought him here, I can't get him away in front of so many bosses." ”

In the end, he was helpless: "Alas, forget it, let him come." ”

Li Jinshan squinted at Ming Jingxuan, with anger in his eyes but couldn't vent, and pressed hard, "I know that you are famous and arrogant, but you are here, you have to sing well for this master, what will you sing to report it, serve several masters, we will have our own rewards." ”

Ming Jingxuan was silent for two seconds at first, held his head high, his eyes only looked in one direction of the ceiling, and did not look at Li Jinshan more, the awe-inspiring arrogance emanated from his bones, as if he did not take Li Jinshan's authority in his eyes at all.

Two seconds later, he replied lightly: "Beijing Dan Commenting Rhyme, Miscellaneous Tunes, in the Lower Metropolis." Whatever you want to hear, I'll sing it to you. ”

"But......" He changed his words, turned his head slowly, turned his eyes to Li Jinshan, the autumn water in his eyes revealed a faint coldness, and his voice carried an innate hardness, "It's not a bird or beast in the bottom, you can't turn your head, what you can't do, you can't do it in the next, don't be embarrassed by the master." ”

Although Ming Jingxuan's words were tough, he didn't have a-for-tat, although he didn't want to offend this businessman, he couldn't let him insult him.

This statement is also just right, it shows his backbone, he can't find any reason to be angry, and in front of these merchants of his, he still has business to buy, he is angry, and he can't do anything to him.

Ming Jingxuan is a tough person, and he has always hated people who are powerful and oppress the people. If he hadn't promised Song Qinglian not to let her worry, I'm afraid he would have left no room for anything.

"You ......" Li Jinshan was so angry that his teeth chattered, and he stretched out a finger to point at him, wanting to scold.

"Master, don't ......" His housekeeper saw that he was about to get angry, and hurriedly resisted him, and persuaded him in his ear: "Master, no, so many bosses are here, don't ruin this business because of impulse." ”

In this way, Li Jinshan could only temporarily suppress his anger in his stomach, and gritted his teeth and whispered: "I don't know what to do, you wait, Lao Tzu will tear you to pieces one day!" ”

Saying that, he poured a glass of wine angrily, and shouted: "Forget it, you can sing whatever you like." ”

After Ming Jingxuan's refutation like this, the interest of the merchants at the long table was also dispersed.

In this way, the housekeeper can only play a round game, "Bosses, you don't know, this Xuan Gongzi Xuan Gongzi is the most famous singer in our capital." ”

"People are versatile, they have been invited countless times over the years, they are famous, and they are naturally a little arrogant, but they really have nothing to say when they sing."

"Today is a good day, I think so, let Xuan Gongzi sing a piece of "Spring Garden" should be in response to the situation, okay?"

He looked at Ming Jingxuan again, as if asking for his opinion. Ming Jingxuan didn't fight anymore, but nodded lightly with an expressionless face.

Seeing that he answered, the housekeeper was also relieved, and instructed the drummer invited behind him: "Okay, play music, please ask Master Xuan to play "Spring Garden" for you!" ”

The sound of strings pulling behind the scenes sounded, and the conflict that had not yet been caused was suppressed.

On the other side, Song Qinglian's heart, who sold sachets on Baishan Road, was also fluctuating, although Ming Jingxuan reassured her, but her heart couldn't really let go of it anyway.

She knew that Ming Jingxuan was a person with backbone, if he really couldn't control it and had a conflict with Li Jinshan in the Li Mansion, the result was really not something she could have predicted.

She embroidered the sachet uneasily, but she didn't want to be careless, the tip of the needle pierced her finger, and a drop of bright red blood flowed from her fingertip and landed on the sachet.

"Ahh She let out a low groan as her fingertips ached.

Her heart was also shocked for a moment, and she quickly stood up from the seat of the straw mat, and her heart became more and more flustered.

Her heart kept pounding like a drum, and she was afraid that the storm would come suddenly, and it was rare to feel at ease at this moment, whether she was sitting or standing.

She hesitated left and right for a while, and finally couldn't rest assured of Ming Jingxuan, so she decided to close the stall and go to Li Jinshan's Li Mansion to see Ming Jingxuan in person.

Although that place is not something she can enter if she wants to, if she breaks in and is found trespassing on the Li Mansion, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no danger, but at this moment, she can't care so much, only when she sees Ming Jingxuan's safety with her own eyes, can she settle down.

So she put away the stall and hurriedly walked in the direction of Li Jinshan and Li Mansion.

In Li's mansion, Ming Jingxuan sang "Spring Garden" for Li Jinshan and the businessmen with the sound of drum music.

This should be an exciting Peking opera with old students, but in the face of this group of dignitaries and nobles who can only indulge in alcohol and pleasure in the drunken gold fans, Ming Jingxuan is really happy.

Li Jinshan and those merchants were eating meat and drinking wine at the same time, and a group of people who only knew pleasure didn't seem to have much interest in the music sung by Ming Jingxuan.

And the people who play the strings are not the gentlemen and masters who usually score music for the artists of Minghuitang, and Ming Jingxuan is really not used to working with them. During this period, they played many wrong notes, and there were several tunes, but they failed to match the rhythm.

In addition, Ming Jingxuan saw that this rich and noble person who didn't know people's sufferings and could only indulge in drinking and enjoying himself was really disgusted in his heart, and he didn't sing the previous rhythm of the original beautiful songs.

A church meeting, those who sing and listen to the music, are all in high spirits, and they do not sing the way the church should be.

After glass after glass of liquor, the drunk Li Jinshan was already a little hazy, and he couldn't feel annoyed listening to this painless Beijing opera.

I frowned, smashed the wine cup in my hand, and drank in a loud voice, "Stop me, what a mess you sing!" ”

His shout frightened everyone who played to stop, so Ming Jingxuan couldn't continue to sing.

For a composer, it is taboo and unlucky to stop singing a tune, so it should not be stopped in the middle of the song.