dream of red mansion

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But her voice is clear and distant.At this time, with the simple sound of the qin and flute, it is more childlike and clean, which matches the meaning of the word, and it is moving to hear.

"You sing really well, Sister Yuhe, please sing one more!" It was Xiangyun's voice.

Only now did Jia Qing look around, and saw a lot of people sitting in the hallway of his own home.

Baochai, Daiyu, Sanchun, Xiuyan, Baoqin, Li Wen and Li Qi are almost all the sisters in the garden.

These are spectators.On the steps in front of the main house, in the room, Murong Yanran, Yuhe, Fangguan, Lingguan, and Qingwen, Huixiang, etc. in his own room, all obviously acted as singers, musicians, logistics and other duties.

They seemed to be having a concert!

"The lyrics are fresh and the voice is nice."

This is Daiyu's evaluation.

"In my opinion, the lyrics and music are not compatible with other music genres in the world. Most likely they created it themselves. In my opinion, it will be handed down for generations in the future. Today we are lucky to have the contributions of these pioneers." Happy."

This is Baochai's ridicule.

"Sister Bao is wrong, but the originator of this school is mere.

If Sister Bao wants to hear me sing for you, I'm afraid she will have to pay some social fees or something like that. "

Jia Qing said suddenly.

Shi Xiangyun said: "Where did you jump out from? You surprised us!"

"That's because you are cowardly."

Jia Qing casually replied, sat next to Xichun, and asked again: "Who is the host of the club today, so complete?"

Xichun said with a small mouth: "Sister Qingwen invited me. After the banquet was over today, she spread messages everywhere, saying that she invited us to listen to music, so we came.

Brother, you said that you are the founder of Pai, did you compose all these songs? "

Jia Qing patted her head habitually, and replied, "Of course."

"Wow, brother, you are amazing!" Xichun looked admiring.

Jia Qing could see that her admiration was sincere, without any falsehood.

Jia Qing felt a little guilty.

Unable to bear to look at Xichun's pure eyes, Jia Qing turned to Qingwen and said, "Why don't you invite me?"

Qingwen pursed her lips: "You are so busy, I can't even see your face, how can I invite you?"

The tone is a bit resentful.

It was only then that Jia Qing remembered that she hadn't seen Qingwen in the past two days after returning home.

"You and Xieluan are angry, and you don't come to me, so you blame me?" Jia Qing laughed.

Xieluan and her husband would never go to Tubi Villa, and Qingwen would never step into Ning'an Hall.

This is the integrity between them.

Qingwen's face turned red, Jia Qing made fun of her in front of so many people, she couldn't bear the embarrassment, so she temporarily hid in the house.

Jia Qing turned his head and saw more than ten pairs of beautiful eyes staring at him, he silently took the teacup in front of Xichun and took a sip of tea.

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"Plop~" Xiangyun laughed, breaking the eerie silence.

Then everyone turned their eyes away from him, and then looked at Baochai and Daiyu.

Everyone wanted to see what expressions the two of them had when Jia Qing molested the maid in front of them.

Baochai looked as usual, she also picked up the tea, took a sip, and put it down gently.

Daiyu was annoyed by everyone's mocking eyes, and glared at Jia Qing, the culprit.

"Hehehe..." Jia Qing laughed himself.

His smile made others laugh too.

Xiang Yun said: "Second brother's face is getting thicker and thicker."

"Okay, if you have time to read my jokes, how about we listen to one more song?"

Jia Qing said, and said to Murong Yanran: "You can sing "A Chinese Ghost Story" for everyone."

This song is not suitable for Yuhe, who is so fresh and fresh, it has to be sung by the soft and affectionate Murong Yanran, which is more suitable.

When Xiangyun heard it, he immediately asked, "Is this also called A Chinese Ghost Story? How does it relate to the book we read?"

Jia Qing frightened her and said, "It's all ghost stories, do you think it's related?"

Xiang Yun shrank his neck and said, "I don't believe it."

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In the following days, Jia Qing had a very happy life...

Ten times of "Zhou Li", that is 50 million words!

Unexpectedly, this is still the homework assigned to him by the emperor, and he dare not not do it.It is estimated that in the next few months, he will only be able to do this.

But this also made Jia Qing slightly relieved.Since the emperor punished her, he said that the matter of Princess Xingyue was over for the time being.The emperor will not steal his home because of this...

Although he was a little displeased with Princess Xingyue's reckless behavior, but honestly, he was still a little moved.He knew that Princess Xingyue had been in a cold war with Emperor Zhengqing for several months because of the matter of the Supreme Emperor, and now she took the initiative to beg Emperor Zhengqing in order to marry him.

To be honest, Jia Qing was moved and ashamed by such serious and priceless admiration.

In this matter, after all, he is responsible.However, he couldn't take the initiative to fight for it.

Even, in order to protect Baochai and Daiyu, he had to guard against her.

"what are you thinking?"

A voice as light as water sounded.Jia Qing looked back, and it turned out that it was Daiyu who leaned over his case at some point, looking at him curiously.

Daiyu is no better than Baochai.She would come to Tubi Mountain Villa almost every day to watch him write...

"It's Sister Lin, please sit down. Qingwen, pour me a cup of tea."

Daiyu pinched the hem of her skirt, put her toes on her toes, walked around the table slowly, and suddenly put out a piece of paper in front of Jia Qing.