Chapter 1103: Geng character volume, piano and song
Su Miao? Feng Ziying was stunned for a moment, Jiangdong Qin Shen? Why does it sound so familiar? After thinking about it carefully, I was convinced that there was no such person in my memory, and there seemed to be no one named Su among the Eight Beauties of Qinhuai in the late Ming Dynasty, right?
Calculating the timeline, most of the Eight Beauties of Qinhuai were not born yet. Of course, history has changed. If there were no Eight Beauties of Qinhuai in the late Ming Dynasty in previous history, there might also be the Eight Beauties of Qinhuai in the Great Zhou Dynasty of this era. .
The **** of piano, Su Miao, seems to be a famous prostitute from the south of the Yangtze River who has just arrived in the capital. She has suddenly become famous in the capital city, and is flocked to by both Wei Ruolan and Han Qi. She even uses it to specially invite and entertain them, which shows that this woman is very talented. Extraordinary.
"Ruolan, Ziqi, that's a bit exaggerated. If you two come forward, which girl can't be invited to the pavilions and pavilions in the capital city? My reputation, you said, might be of some use in Yongping Mansion. In this city of the capital, I will lose sight of everyone." Feng Ziying laughed, and then lowered her voice and said: "It is said that the third-rank officials in the capital are everywhere, and the fourth-rank officials are as numerous as dogs. I, a fifth-rank official, are said to have met Pan Jinlian. If the bamboo pole that fell down the window during Ximen Qingshi had fallen down in a random alley in Nanxunfang or Xiaoyongfang, it would definitely have hit a fifth-rank official, and most likely it would have been a genuine fifth-rank official..."
"Water Margin", as a major classic in legendary story-telling novels, has been widely sung by storytellers in teahouses in the pre-Ming Dynasty. The chance encounter between Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian happened when the bamboo pole leaning against Pan Jinlian's window fell. The story of Ximen Qing, the adulterer and the adulterer, and their encounter with the fire, and they hit it off immediately. These stories are all familiar to people.
Feng Ziying exchanged the place where the bamboo pole fell off for the Xunfang and Xiaoyongfang in the south of the capital city where wealthy people gathered. The ridicule of being a fifth-rank official is certainly self-deprecating, but it also shows that the fifth-rank official in this capital city is really nothing.
Feng Ziying's self-mockery made Han Qi and Wei Ruolan laugh, but Han Qi's face was stern, "Ziying, you are a genuine fifth-grade person, but you yourself have said so badly, then my father is a seventh-grade person." "Pin, then you don't even dare to go out?"
"Haha, Zi Qi, your father is an official in the capital. He is different from me, a local bumpkin from other places. Maybe as soon as I step out, the people from the Wucheng Army and Horses Division can chain me into the prison and lock me up. "Feng Ziying also laughed.
"Who dares to put you, Feng Xiuzan, who is famous all over Kyoto, in a prison? That's really like hanging someone who is too old to live too long." Han Qi shook his head.
He knew that Feng Ziying was being self-effacing. Although officials from other places had no status in the capital city, it still depended on people and Pinyi. When officials of the third grade came to the capital, they would have more airs than anyone else. Feng Ziying, who was extremely famous in the capital, was the best in the five cities. Which one of the people from the Military and Horse Division and patrol camp do you not recognize?
"Ziying, you don't know that Su Miao has already become famous in less than a month since she came to Beijing." Wei Ruolan obviously had a very good impression of Su Miao, or maybe several people were enthusiastic about it. It is estimated that this invitation Su Miao was also prompted by this guy. Maybe he wanted to kiss Fangze, but he used his own name to invite her.
"It seems that I am really ignorant in the wilderness of Yongping Mansion. Jiangdong Piano God, where is this girl Su Miao from? Hangzhou? Suzhou? Huzhou?" Feng Ziying was also a little curious. It is not easy to be called the Piano God. Jia Yuanchun was the best at playing the qin in the Rongguo Mansion, and his skills were extraordinary. Some people in the mansion said that Yuanchun was a qin fairy, but Feng Ziying had no chance to hear about it.
Jiangdong is an old regional term, similar to Jiangzuo. However, nowadays the word Jiangdong is basically not used, but the broader Jiangnan is used to refer to it.
"Miss Su is from Hangzhou, and her background is very mysterious. She herself never wants to mention it..." Wei Ruolan continued, "Miss Su made her debut two years ago at Qingshan Tower in Hangzhou and became famous in one fell swoop. Zhejiang Cheng announced The political envoy Si Zuo and the prefect of Hangzhou were all crazy about it. Later, Miss Su traveled to Jinling. Jia Hua, the prefect of Jinling, sat in Tancha Pavilion for three days in a row just to appreciate Miss Su's piano skills. She was even praised by the censor of the Nanjing Metropolitan Procuratorate. Impeach him for his neglect of political affairs and his obsession with karaoke..."
"Oh? So powerful?" Feng Ziying didn't expect that even Jia Yucun would be fascinated by Su Miao, which was rare.
"Isn't that what happened? As soon as Miss Su arrived in the capital, she performed a solo at Mingyue Tower. Prince Zhongshun brought a large group of people to support her. The whole city was popular among the gentry, officials, and wealthy businessmen..." Wei Ruo Lan looked proud.
"If it's so in demand, why can Brother Ruolan get it?" Feng Ziying laughed, "I don't think I can get it just because of my name. With so many people chasing after me, I'm afraid Su Miao's reservations have already been scheduled. It will be ten days and a half month later, how can Brother Ruolan be able to invite her as soon as she goes there? Or maybe Brother Ruolan is known as the eldest princess?"
Wei Ruolan shook her head like a rattle, "If I use my mother's name, I won't have my legs broken when I go back. That's because of several reasons..." Wei Ruolan seemed to be offering a treasure, and she used her accent. , "First, it has been two months since Miss Su came to Beijing, and the popularity has subsided a little; second, the Mongolian army is pressing down on the border outside, and the atmosphere in Beijing is a little tight, and the officials in Beijing are afraid of being impeached by the imperial censor, so they have restrained themselves; third, Yes, Sun Jin, another singing immortal who is as famous as Miss Su and is a master of both piano and singing, has come to Beijing."
History has always veered off course. Has it happened in the Great Zhou Dynasty? The history we see is nothing more than the development of countless branches after occasional collisions and agitation in the torrent of history. Any pebble thrown into the tide may stir up some changes, thereby changing the details of the flow. .
It is in this torrent that billions of people have evolved performances that are generally similar but the details have changed for each period.
“Sun Jin, the Immortal of Songs?” Feng Ziying rubbed her cheeks subconsciously and said in an uncertain tone: “The two masters of music and singing, the God of Music and Music? Isn’t this a bit of an exaggeration?”
"Haha, Ziying, the people in the south of the Yangtze River are laughing at us in the capital for being rustics who have never seen the world. Zi Qi and I were a little dissatisfied before. Our capital city is not without talents. If we brag so much, we are just frogs in the well. , but after Miss Su Miao and Su came, the song overwhelmed everyone. I had to admit that Miss Su’s piano skills were amazing. Then the day before yesterday, I went to Mingyue Tower to hear Miss Sun’s singing voice. The lingering sound lingered for three days. It could be her, I heard that Brother Liu also plans to invite Miss Sun to show off her singing voice in Daguan Tower."
Wei Ruolan's attitude towards Feng Ziying seemed to be expected. Everyone had dismissed her before, thinking it was just to raise her own status. But after seeing her, she understood the difference between Liba people under the snow.
"Okay, okay, okay, Ruolan, since you play so amazingly, I want to listen to it later to see how good this girl Su is. As for the singing voice of that singer, I'm afraid I don't have it." It's a chance, I guess I will return to Yongping Mansion in the next two days." Feng Ziying said with a smile.
"Oh? Ziying, are you going back to Yongping Mansion? Have the matters here been dealt with?" Han Qi, who had been silent for a long time, finally answered. It was obvious that he was more interested in Feng Ziying's return to Beijing.
"It's time to go back a long time ago, but the imperial court wants me to stay temporarily." Feng Ziying said calmly, "The Ministry of War has news today. Huang Degong's troops have arrived at Caojiazhai to join Li Ruzhang's troops. The situation at Gubeikou will be different. Relief, I believe the Chahar people won’t be able to stay for long.”
"Ziying, is this why you stay in Beijing?" Han Qi played with the tea cup in his hand, his eyes flickering, "I heard it seems to be more than that."
“Ziqi, it would be nice to know some things...” Feng Ziying said in a neutral tone. Han Qi's father is the deputy commander of the Wucheng Soldiers and Horses Division. The Warriors Battalion and the Fourth Guards Battalion, plus the Wucheng Soldiers and Horses Division and the patrol battalion affiliated with the Wucheng Soldiers and Horses Division, can be regarded as the three largest battalions in the capital after the Jingying Camp. The armed security force, and Jinxiang Hou's Han family connections are not shallow, so naturally he can detect some clues.
Hearing Feng Ziying's words, Han Qi's expression changed and he lowered his voice: "Ziying, really...?"
“Ziqi, it doesn’t matter whether it’s true or false. It’s all over. Who can say whether it’s true or false if it hasn’t happened?” Feng Ziying said calmly.
When Han Qi heard Feng Ziying say that it was over and nothing happened, the tense heartstrings in his heart suddenly relaxed. He couldn't help but lean back in the chair. His originally depressed mood suddenly improved, "Okay, bring it to Ziying." Good news, I’m treating you tonight.”
"Oh, really?" Wei Ruolan also heard the conversation between Feng Ziying and Han Qi, but he was obviously much slower. He was still wondering what kind of riddle the two were playing. Suddenly, he heard Han Qi say that he had Treating guests, he naturally became happy, "Okay, Zi Qi, this is what you said. You thought it was too expensive before. What's wrong now?"
Han Qi smiled and said nothing.
Feng Ziying can also feel the changes in the two former partners. Han Qi has obviously matured faster. Although his uncle Han Shangyu managed to escape in the battle of Santun Camp, as the power of the Beijing Camp has been greatly reduced, Han Shangyu will probably be eliminated in the future. To be held accountable, and this will inevitably affect his father, although Jinxiang Hou is also a character among the Four Kings, Eight Dukes and Twelve Hous, he is not particularly outstanding. This is both a good thing and a bad thing, depending on how it is operated.
Feng Ziying came to attend the banquet this time. On the one hand, as mentioned before, it also boosted the morale of the people in the capital. Seeing that Xiao Feng Xiuzuan could sing and dance in the Mirror Garden and play happily, everyone felt more at ease. Really If the situation is tense, how dare Xiao Feng Xiuzhuan do this?
On the other hand, Han Qiqiu came to the door. He also wanted to be a bit thin-faced with his former partner. Han Shangyu's situation was not too bad. At least he was better than the large group of warriors who were directly captured, right?
(End of this chapter)