"After all the vicissitudes of life, only love remains the unchanging myth."
As Zhao An sang out the climax, several women on the side of the stage burst into tears and choked up heavily.
They didn't know what was wrong with them, they just felt that their hearts hurt, as if they were on fire, and they could feel the sadness and loneliness of the man on the stage.
The other businessmen present were also stunned.
His childhood sweetheart came to mind, but he had to let go due to family marriage.
Or watching his wife die of illness on the bed, feeling helpless and furious.
…
When the song ended, the whole place was silent, and then everyone stood up and applauded like thunder, their palms turning red.
They had never heard such a captivating melody in their lives. For three days, they could hear the fairy sound in their ears.
There were also many people gathered outside the gate, all watching eagerly with red eyes.
"Mom, what is that? It sounds so good."
"Yeah, it's an indescribable feeling."
Zhao An smiled bitterly as he pressed the strings. The moment he raised his head, he returned to his usual smooth and philistine attitude. He held his fists in his hands and smiled and thanked her.
"Everyone, you are showing your shame!"
"Mr. Zhou, please play another song!"
"Yes, it sounds so good. I swear, I never thought in my life that I could suddenly remember Meier so clearly!"
"I think of my first wife who passed away ten years ago. She died in my arms that winter."
Some businessmen wiped away tears and choked several times.
"I'm sorry everyone, I still have to dine with my wife, let's talk about it later."
Zhao An wanted to step down, but Luo Qingshuang couldn't help but said, "Since everyone likes it, just play another song."
"ah?"
Zhao An suspected that he heard wrongly.
It was purely out of emotion that I miss that world. He is not a professional singer.
Besides, isn't her old man dismissive?
Little did she know that Luo Qingshuang was also reminded of endless past memories by the song just now. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, she would shed tears.
Anyway, she liked it, even if it was in the name of satisfying other guests, she had to listen to one more song.
What makes her most uncomfortable is that Zhao An is now playing as Mr. Zhou. If he returns to the harem and plays as a eunuch again, his identity will be exposed, so he may not have many opportunities to listen to it in the future.
Zhao An couldn't resist her and the enthusiastic melon-eating crowd, so he simply asked the boss to bring a wooden basin and put it on the stage.
"If you want to hear Mr. Ben sing, you can, but you must give me a reward!"
"Reward! Definitely reward!"
The businessmen were the happiest. They were not short of money. When they came to the new city, they could hear Mr. Zhou singing in person, which many people never dreamed of. It was worth the price of admission.
Wow!
Ingots of silver and treasure notes were thrown onto the tub and table.
Luo Qingshuang's eyes became more and more strange.
With such a talent, even if he leaves the palace in the future, he can support a large family for a lifetime, right?
"Thank you all, big brothers!"
Zhao An's eyes widened when he saw Qian. Both he and the empress needed money, and Chun Chun fell in Qian's eyes.
Returning to the piano again amid cheers.
The girls watched excitedly, with deep love in their eyes.
Who wouldn't want their lover to be so talented, let alone the famous Mr. Zhou.
Some girls even thought carefully. They were still in perfect condition. Later, they might ask Mr. Zhou if he wanted to take a concubine, even if it was to be a concubine. Such an amazing and talented man must be very good at taking care of others.
Next, Zhao An played a song to relieve his sorrow.
This song is different from Shinhwa. As the unique voice appears in the melody, everyone's thoughts are drawn again.
Businessmen feel it the most.
They come from a wealthy family, but the internal battles will involve them, and it is not easy for them to survive. Then for the sake of the family, they are young and frivolous and sink in the world, spending countless efforts, and suddenly they are no longer teenagers when they look back.
Just like what Zhao An sang, "A restless guest, a self-righteous performer."
If they want their family to be prosperous, they need to make excuses with officials, and even sacrifice their own concubines to please them.
When the words "One glass to my hometown, one glass to the distance" sounded, everyone raised their glasses in unison, unable to control their emotions at all, and tears rolled down their faces.
Zhao An's voice is so contagious.
When the tune ended, the businessmen shed tears on their clothes, which was a bit funny and a bit bitter.
"I can't go back, I can't go back anymore!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuah, I miss my family."
What a happy place, now full of crying.
Zhao An did not expect such a big commotion, but considering the era of lack of entertainment, it is not surprising that the future melody brings shock and the lyrics are infectious.
It is said that businessmen drink hair and blood, but that is not always true. There are still some people who retain their humanity.
"Let's go."
Luo Qingshuang didn't want to eat, she had lost her appetite.
Zhao An randomly put away the money and followed her away, confused. Wasn't he being fine just now? Was he stimulated?
"Madam, I didn't say you were a guest."
"I'm just feeling a little emotional. I don't blame you. Besides, you gave me a big surprise today. If I had known you were so talented, I should have kept you by my side."
Luo Qingshuang looked back, a tear bursting out of her eyes, catching Zhao An off guard.
No, the old witch can actually cry.
It seems that no matter how noble a person is, she has been hiding in the harem for so many years, facing the high walls of the palace all day long, and has long since given up her old dreams. Today's two songs seem to help her recall a lot of past events.
The way back was long.
Luo Qingshuang rarely raised her head as arrogantly as in the palace. Instead, she lowered her head slightly and closed her eyes, seeming to be thinking about something.
It's getting late, it's time to send her back.
Zhao An helped her get on the carriage. As soon as she left the new city, she was suddenly surrounded by people.
The visitor was a burly man with many domestic slaves.
Zhao An and Wu Shi looked at each other and asked, "Who is coming? Please tell me your name."
"I'm Li Chuang! Boy, someone said you took my nephew away, tell me! Where is he!"
The other party came for Han Boning, and it was the uncle who Han Boning said was working under the Chen family.
Zhao An sneered and said, "Your nephew got lost and came to find us. Did any of your eyes see that it was us who did it?"
"Mr. Zhou, you are quite famous now, but kidnapping the son of a court official is also a serious crime. Now you can either dismount and be bound, or I will break your legs, take you back to the Chen family, and hand you over to the Duke! "
Li Chuang waved his hand, and a group of evil slaves surrounded the carriage.
Just as Zhao An was about to talk, Luo Qingshuang's cold voice came out, "Wu Tongue, kill them all."
"Here."
Wu Tongue will only do things according to orders, without considering the consequences at all, and jumps off the carriage directly, smiling evilly.
Zhao An frowned slightly, but after thinking about it he still held it back.
Kill it!
Killing heads and blood flowing like rivers
If it gets too big, you'll know that "Zhou Huang" belongs to the Queen Mother, and if it gets too big, you can bring the Queen Mother and the Chen family into conflict!
It's time to add some trouble to the old witch.
