"It's basically like this. You embroider the handkerchief as soon as possible in the next two days, talk to Linglong again when you have time, and ask her to consider it in a subtle way. Tell her to think about it in two days at most. This opportunity is not to be missed, and it will never come back. I will tell you later There will be arrangements.”
Chu Qinghan asked curiously, "What other plans are there for the future?"
Fang Zheng waved his sleeve and said, "Don't worry about it. You can go out first and help me call in all the people from the mission."
The two women then went out, and not long after, everyone in the delegation gathered in Fangzheng's room again.
Everyone, headed by Ma Cheng, looked at Fang Zhengyi anxiously.
Ma Cheng asked eagerly: "Master Fang, could something happen again?"
Fang Zhengyi smiled slightly: "There is indeed something, but you don't need to be too nervous. I am going to find a few people to help. You put them in order, and I will screen them one by one."
...
The next day and night.
Linglong was lying on the table, staring intently at the candle in front of her, holding the hairpin in her hand and unconsciously stirring the lanterns.
Although I have never left the inn in the past month, it can be said to be the most exciting time in my life.
Life seems to have opened a new door.
The scenery and culture all fascinated her.
Equality between men and women, free love, free reading... everything is so beautiful, just like in a dream.
This was a country she had never imagined.
In the midnight dream, I can still dream that I am in heaven, but after waking up, I still cannot escape the shackles of reality.
She was just a shepherdess who was lucky enough to be selected into the palace. She would do whatever her master asked her to do, without any room for resistance...
But now there was a glimmer of hope. Fang Zheng told her that she could go to see the great scenery and was even willing to help her.
If Lord Fang is willing to help, it shouldn't be difficult to get to Dajing.
Linglong thought this and sighed quietly.
She wanted to go, she really wanted to go, but she didn't have the courage to take this step, and she had to come back one day... and she couldn't live in Dajing.
But I don’t know that the great scenery is like this, maybe life is still bearable.
Now that I have opened my eyes, I can see that there is oppression everywhere and women who are suffering are everywhere. How can we live like this?
I can only live in pain every day. If I tell people, I will be treated as an alien, and I might even be whipped.
To go...or not to go?
I want to go...just take a look...
The two thoughts were torn repeatedly in Linglong's mind, making her uneasy and the hairpin flicked back and forth around the wick.
At this moment, the flickering lights are just like Linglong’s mood.
After a while, a look of self-deprecation appeared on Linglong's face...
After all, I am just a palace maid. Even if I am with someone as noble as Mr. Fang, I still cannot change my lowly position of being at the mercy of others.
Forget it, maybe this matter really has nothing to do with you, and thinking too much will only increase your troubles.
Linglong closed her eyes hard, pursed her lips, and her mind was spinning a thousand times.
Mr. Fang is still waiting for my reply. There is no need to think about it any more. Reject his kindness earlier, otherwise the more you think about it, the more painful it will be.
Linglong stood up and went out. When she reached the door and was about to open it, her hand suddenly retracted.
I regretted it again and began to be undecided.
There is only once in a lifetime opportunity in front of me... If I don't go, I will never have another chance...
While he was tossing and turning, there was a burst of restlessness, and warm music suddenly and faintly reached Linglong's ears.
"I once... fell on the road... once, and once... broke my wings. Now I... feel hesitant..."
Linglong curiously walked to the wall and gently put her ear to it. The sound suddenly became much clearer.
"I want my life to have extravagant expectations. I want a life in full bloom, like flying in the vast sky, like walking through the boundless wilderness, with the power to break away from everything~~~, I want to be in full bloom..."
Linglong covered her mouth in surprise.
Is this Da Jing’s music? It sounded so good. She had never heard a song of this style before, and the lyrics were also very special.
As she listened, Linglong became fascinated and pressed her ears hard against the wall to continue listening.
next door.
Fang Zhengyi stood on the table, holding a small stick in his hand.
Below are five Jingguo good voices carefully selected after a day and a half of training, including Ma Cheng.
Next to the lead singer, there are also players playing the piano, flute and snare drum to accompany the song.
Ma Cheng's voice was a little hoarse. He practiced all day in the house yesterday to reach a level that satisfied Fang Zhengyi.
Although I don’t know why singing is related to Da Jing’s national destiny, at this moment, I can only risk my life!
"How many times have I lost my direction, how many times have my dreams been shattered, but now I no longer feel confused, I want my life to be liberated~~!"
Fang Zheng was never idle. He was like a piano master, possessed by the Chinese music world, holding a small stick and shaking it as if he had stepped on a switch.
He was in the atmosphere group, and although he wasn't very useful...but with him shivering on top, the singing officials didn't feel so ashamed anymore, and the group became more enthusiastic as they sang.
After all, although the lyrics are white, but paired with the passionate rhythm, they are indeed very powerful.
After all, it is Yindi’s inspirational song, you can’t go wrong!
Fang Zheng gradually got into a good mood, and when he reached the last stage of the cycle, the small stick in his hand that was shaking suddenly pointed to the roof.
Pointing higher and higher, Fang Zhengyi stood on tiptoes, and the officials below immediately became vigilant.
coming! That’s it! Turn up the volume!
Ma Chenglao's face turned red, his neck thickened twice, and he roared: "I want a life in full bloom! It's like standing on the top of the rainbow! It's like walking through the bright galaxy, with power beyond ordinary↑(broken sound) )"
Fang Zheng glared at him fiercely, pointed at Ma Cheng with a stick and said, "You're looking for trouble, aren't you?"
Ma Cheng was shocked, huddled against the wall and smiled awkwardly.
Linglong next door already had two hot tears streaming down her pretty face, her tall chest rising and falling.
Emotions have clearly reached an all-time high.
An impulse, a strong impulse, kept brewing in Linglong's heart.
I also want a life in full bloom, and now the opportunity is right in front of me!
At this moment, the music in my ears began to cycle...
Linglong shed tears, looked at the door with burning eyes, and stepped forward without hesitation.
At this moment, Fang Zhengyi had returned to the house, staring closely at the door.
He has done everything he can. If he has modern equipment, he is 70% sure! But now that there is no microphone and only amateur players use their mouths to enhance the atmosphere, the certainty is only 50%.
Whether it can be done or not depends on this.
Three minutes later, there was a knock on Fang Zheng's door, and a clear voice came from the door: "Master Fang, are you there?"
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