The beautiful singing is like a trickling stream slowly flowing through the teahouse, and like the gentle spring breeze blowing gently among the tea guests, the ordinary teahouse seems to have become a fairyland on earth.
The Daxing Dynasty lacked leisure and entertainment, and playing and singing opera was monotonous.
Kong Fang brought the classic pop songs that were popular around the world in his previous life to Daxing Dynasty, and appeared in a popular singing style that had never been seen in Daxing Dynasty. Coupled with Dou Ying's heavenly voice, he instantly fascinated the audience.
In the entire teahouse, it seemed that except for Dou Tong and his daughter who were singing, everything was still and frozen, including time and space.
The shopkeeper stood behind the counter and forgot to keep accounts.
The waiter stood quietly, forgetting to greet the guests.
The tea guests have even more different shapes. Some hold the teacup and forget to drink the tea, some hold the snacks in their mouths and forget to eat, and some gently wipe the corners of their eyes...
Not to mention the tea patrons in the teahouse, even passers-by couldn't help but stop and listen. They seemed to be transported to another world by the singing.
In that world, there is a blue sky and a bright moon. Under the moon is an affectionate and beautiful woman, quietly telling her heart to her lover...
It was a wonderful feeling. That beautiful woman seemed to be within reach and yet so far away; she was both strange and familiar, and her smiles and frowns were always exciting.
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The song has ended, and the lingering sound lingers for a long time. Everyone is intoxicated, as if listening to the sound of nature.
Kong Fang lightly stepped on Kong Xiucai, who understood and took the lead in applauding:
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
He shouted hello three times.
The tea guests also applauded one after another as if they had just woken up from a dream. The originally quiet teahouse suddenly became full of people, applauding and applauding. The audience outside the building crowded into the teahouse to find out.
Many of them had drank tea in this teahouse. They didn't understand how a fairy could sing a fairy song that they had never heard in an ordinary teahouse.
But I saw Kong Xiucai wearing a square scarf, holding a paper fan, walking up and down, and reciting the opening remarks of "Giving Flowers to the Queen" that Kong Fang plagiarized from Du Fu.
"The silk pipes of the Qinghe River are flowing day by day, half into the river wind and half into the clouds.
This song should only exist in heaven, and can only be heard several times in the human world. Everyone..."
"Kong Xiucai, wait..."
Suddenly someone interrupted him.
"Excuse me, Mr. Yun, what's the matter?" Kong Xiucai bowed to the speaker.
Kong Fang was so famous that he turned out to be a lean old man with gray beard and hair, well-dressed, and every move he made showed his sense of superiority.
"Kong Xiucai, the poem you recited just now is very good. It combines the beauty of the music with reality. It can be called a masterpiece. But based on my understanding of you, this poem was definitely not written by you. Do you have a source? "
Mr. Yun relied on his old age and pointed out without hesitation that the poem was not written by Kong Xiucai.
Kong Xiucai was immediately embarrassed. It wasn't because he borrowed Kong Fang's poem. Originally, Kong Fang asked him to take it out to praise the music after Dou Ying finished singing.
He was embarrassed because the other party was belittling him without any scruples, but he couldn't refute it.
Because what they say is true, and the other party is not someone you can offend.
He instinctively turned his gaze to Kong Fang.
Kong Fang had black lines all over his forehead, and he was a little annoyed that Old Man Yun was acting like a monster and interrupting their promotion of new songs and songs. In an era without hot searches or media platforms, the importance of on-site promotion is unquestionable.
The atmosphere at the scene was of great use, and he was just thinking about making a big move, when such an ignorant old man appeared.
"He is the magistrate of Qinghe County, and all students in the county are under his jurisdiction. He is also the private tutor of Mr. Zhu's son." Kong Xiucai saw that Kong Fang's face was not kind, and was afraid that he would cause trouble on impulse, so he quickly reminded him in a low voice.
Perhaps to Kong Fang, the title of teaching edict did not scare him, but he should be a little afraid of the identity of the husband of the county magistrate.
Kong Xiucai guessed it right.
Kong Fang never regarded himself as a so-called student, and he never thought about gaining fame in the Daxing Dynasty, but thinking that Fang Shiqing was quite afraid of Zhu Dachang, he had to be patient with Old Man Yun.
Immediately he bowed his hands and said respectfully: "Mr. Yun clearly understands that this poor poem was written by a young man. Please correct me."
Old Yun stroked his beard and looked at Kong Fang carefully, but he saw that he was young and fair-skinned, but he looked unfamiliar and had no temperament of a scholar.
There was a hint of doubt in his eyes.
Students from Qinghe County and even Baoding Prefecture looked familiar even if he couldn't pronounce his name. The young man in front of him was not only unfamiliar, but also looked more like a businessman full of copper odor.
"May I ask my little brother's name and where he lives?"
The old man was a mature man. Although he looked disdainful towards Kong Xiucai, he did not dare to be too explicit with the stranger Kong Fang. The origin of the other party was not yet clear, so it was better to be cautious. .
"My surname is Kong, and my given name is Fang. I am from Qizhou Prefecture." Kong Fang didn't think too much and answered honestly.
The old man twirled his beard and pondered for a long time, then suddenly the corners of his mouth turned up.
"Hey, I know who Fang Juncai is. It turns out to be the son-in-law of the Fang family."
I……
The old man's undisguised disdain made Kong Fang almost rude, but he endured it.
In addition to being afraid of Zhu Dachang behind him, he was also afraid that Old Coffin Laozi couldn't stand the excitement. If he accidentally scolded him to death, Fang Shiqing would probably skin him, let alone Zhu Dachang.
He didn't want to pay attention to the old man anymore, and turned to signal Kong Xiucai to continue their star-making plan.
Unexpectedly, the old man refused and said: "As the old saying goes, things flock together and people are divided into groups. It is reasonable for a son-in-law to hang out with a guilty person, but it is a pity for this good poem, because you His background cannot be put on the table.”
"As for those obscene words and songs just now, don't even think about singing them on the ground of Qinghe again. I have taught Qinghe dignifiedly and will never allow the sound of Mi Mi to corrode the minds of Qinghe scholars!"
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Kong Fang was so angry that he almost had a nosebleed.
The old man's applause just now was no less than that of the others, but just because he was the son-in-law, "The Moon Represents My Heart" became a racy song, and Du Fu's "Gift to the Flower Queen" was not even on the stage! ?
Kong Fang really wanted to go up and slap him.
"Skylark, please stop being so unreasonable!" Dou Tong couldn't bear it anymore and yelled.
"The Dou family has been reduced to this state thanks to someone. You must know better than anyone else. It doesn't matter if you add insult to injury or beat someone up. If you want to humiliate me, feel free to come. Please don't humiliate this little brother!"
When Yunque heard this, his old face turned slightly red and his heart felt weak.
The dignified teaching was reprimanded in public by a guilty person, and Yunque was furious in his heart, but he couldn't get angry, or in other words, he didn't dare to get angry.
First, literati are obsessed with saving face, and he is really afraid that he will be known as "adding insult to injury".
Second, he is actually the man behind the decline of the Dou family. Dou Tong, relying on his own life experience and knowledge, has always ignored his teachings. He has long been resentful for his repeated offences.
