The last one, Gu Yunqing, was already a famous Kunqu opera singer in Jiangnan at a young age. She was graceful and graceful, and her voice was as soft and melodious as a cry. It also has clear meaning, which makes it catchy whenever you encounter ancient and modern poetry and music. When I write, I glance at it, which is full of emotions, and I am envied by everyone.
Kun Opera is a popular song in this era, and Gu Yunqing is Teresa Teng of the Ming Dynasty. Tu Long, Wei Shang, Zhang Jiuyi and others were all good at writing lyrics and music, so they naturally looked at Gu Yunqing in a special light.
So Pinyun said: "The green bamboos in the snow become greener and greener. Why is there so much love in the world?"
"And this Gu Yunqing is as gentle as water, just like a lady among all the ladies. After toasting to Mr. Zhao in a polite manner, he gathered his hands and waited for his good news.
"Mr. Zhao, since ancient times poetry and music have not been divided into different genres. Tonight, I have all the poems and lyrics, but there is no song yet." While Zhao Hao was pondering, Tu Long suddenly said: "Can you add a final piece to my music circle?"
Hua Boxhen, Wang Shimao and others' expressions changed greatly when they heard this. Did they know that Mr. Zhao was tone-deaf and knew nothing about Kun Opera? Just as he was about to cover up for Zhao Hao, he heard him say without hesitation: "Why not? Then I will give this song "Zaoluo Robe" to Qingqing!"
Zhao Hao drank twelve glasses of wine in a row and had completely entered a state of drunken euphoria. Back then, Cao Cao slept with his wife after drinking Oh no, he composed a poem and stabbed Liu Fu to death in excitement. It can be seen how terrible alcohol is. If he were to enjoy the snow in the northern country at this time, he could even bring out "the country is so beautiful".
Gu Yunqing then listened attentively, only to hear Mr. Zhao drawling his long voice and saying leisurely:
"It turns out that the colorful flowers are blooming all over the place, but they are all abandoned by ruined wells and ruined buildings. Where is the beautiful scenery in a good time? Whose house is there for pleasure?"
"Okay!" Tu Long and others suddenly stood up and cheered. ¡°What a ¡®good time, beautiful scenery, but a beautiful sky¡¯!¡±
Zhang Jiuyi said excitedly: "Young master is unparalleled in the world. He has dominated the music scene of the country and dynasty as soon as he opened his mouth!"
"Stop for now and listen to the young master." Wei Sang shouted hurriedly.
Zhang Jiuyi quickly covered his mouth for fear of interrupting Young Master Zhao's inspiration.
Fortunately, Zhao Hao never needs inspiration, he only needs a good memory and thick skin.
I just heard him continue to sing: "Flying in the morning and rolling in the evening, clouds and green pavilions, rain and wind, smoke and waves painting boats, the people of Jinping think that this time is so cheap"
??Looking at Gu Yunqing again, he didn't bother to say thank you. He stood there as if he was stunned. After thinking about it for a while, he opened his red lips and couldn't wait to sing a cappella.
Her singing voice, as crisp as pearls falling on a jade plate and as lingering and melancholy as spring rain, floated to the nearby ship, leaving those who listened intoxicated.
On a nearby boat, Li Zhi was entertaining a group of fellow disciples from Jiangxi. A handsome young man named Tang burst into tears
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After the song was sung, the review of the Twelve Hairpins of Jinling came to an end. When the judges were urgently discussing to decide the final ranking, they saw Mr. Zhao, who had presented twelve wonderful poems and music in one go, slowly stood up and left the table.
"Where are you going, young master?" Everyone asked hurriedly, wondering if he had drunk too much wine and needed to pee?
"That's right. Talented, handsome, and rich people all have kidney deficiency. What's more, Mr. Zhao is both a talented man, a handsome guy, and a rich man It would be weird if he doesn't have kidney deficiency."
But I heard Zhao Gongzi leisurely say: "The twelve golden hairpins are all Langyuan fairy flowers, which will captivate the country. You insist on distinguishing between superiors and inferiors again. It is too disgraceful. I can't bear to hear it, so I will leave the table first."
After saying that, he clasped his fists at everyone, waved his sleeves, and walked towards the stairs with great ease.
"Yes, let me tell you, sir, I think this is an act of burning the harp and boiling the crane." Wei Chang smiled bitterly, shook his head and looked at the rankings in his hand that had not yet been completed. Qi Shuangshuang, Zhao Jinyan, and Wang Yuer are among the top three
"Young Master, stay here." The Twelve Hairpins of Jinling also cried out sweetly: "What a wonderful time, beautiful scenery, whose house is it that is pleasing to the eye?"
"Yes, the beauty gives you ten pieces of fragrant Lopa. You must accept the invitation of one tonight, right?" Everyone also advised: "Can't we let these colorful flowers bloom all over the ruins of the well? ¡¡±
On the banks of the Qinhuai River, if the female historians give each other a fragrant Luopa, it is a pass to enter the boudoir. Mr. Zhao got nine room cards, and everyone was curious about which house he would please.
The female historians were even more nervous about whether or not to accept it, as if Mr. Zhao¡¯s choice was the real crown.
Mr. Zhao¡¯s eyes slowly slid across Twelve Chai¡¯s faces, his heart was so moved that the flags moved.
Then he shook his head slightly, his eyes became so clean that they were almost transparent, and then he leisurely recited a song "Picking Mulberries" and said:
"The bright moon should laugh at me affectionately, and laugh at me now. I have failed to live up to the spring heart, walking alone and singing alone. Recently, I am afraid that talking about the past has caused knots all over the orchids. The moon is shallow and the lamp is deep, where can I find the clouds in my dreams?"
The whole place was silent, thisAn urgent report came from home day and night, saying that the two of them went to high school together and asked them to go back quickly.
Yesterday there was a Lotus Terrace Immortal Meeting, so even if the house was on fire, we couldn¡¯t leave. So everyone got up early this morning and went to the dock to catch the boat.
After Li Zhi finished the introduction, he pointed at Tang Xianzu and said with a smile: "This guy burst into tears last night when he heard the Gu guys singing your "Zaoluo Pao"."
Zhao Hao heard that Tang Xianzu was also present last night. Even though his skin was as thick as a city wall, he felt a little hot at this time.
Li Zhi naturally didn¡¯t know that Mr. Zhao had a guilty conscience as a thief, so he told the story with great interest: ¡°His father asked strangely, ¡®Son, why are you crying? Why, you can¡¯t bear to part with this Golden Pink Fairy City?¡¯¡±
"Xiaotang wiped away her tears and cried: 'No, I just listened to this song'Beauty in Good Times', and I couldn't help but feel sad. I don't know why I'm so sad It's like the lyrics came from It feels like my heart has been stolen."
"Hahaha! This is a fresh statement." Everyone knew that he had talent in this area, and they just thought that he was struck by this song.
Even Tang Xianzu smiled sheepishly: "Uncle Zhuo Wu, I made a mistake in private, and you still exposed it in front of Mr. Zhao?"
ps. These twelve golden hairpins are all famous Qinhuai prostitutes who existed during the Jialong period. Their beauty and characteristics are not fabricated. In fact, in this book, as long as the names are not deliberately funny at first glance, they are basically characters with documented history. I deliberately gave the fictional characters highly recognizable names to make it easier for readers to distinguish them. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com