Mixed in Datang to be a son-in-law

The reason why he took a fancy to these two houses was very simple. Xinchangfang had Qinglong Temple, and Qinglongfang was next to Quchi.

The environment is quite good, and the relative price is relatively reasonable.

Facing the afterglow of the evening, the carriage slowly headed towards the Zhou mansion. Zhou Jinyan asked, "Yue Ji, which one do you think is better?"

Yue Ji was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head, and said, "I like places with water, but Qinglongfang is too far away, almost close to Qixia Gate. It's not as close and convenient as Xinchangfang."

Zhou Jinyan was hesitating, seeing what she said, he said: "Let's go to Xinchangfang, the price has already been agreed upon, that's all, tomorrow you and Xingji will take Sheng Lian'er and go to that place together. Buy the house."

Yue Ji silently nodded.

Early the next morning, Zhou Jinyan held the manuscript that he had finally remembered last night, and said excitedly, "Haizao, go and call me those four girls."

Seaweed asked, "Did you mean Monday to Thursday?"

"Yes, call them to the back garden."

From Monday to Thursday, it was naturally the four little girls that Zhou Jinyan brought from Yuefang.

Their names were too rustic before, so Zhou Jinyan gave them a relatively tall name according to his surname.

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday...

Zhou Jinyan held his manuscript and looked at it with interest.

The back garden is now clean. Although not much adjustment has been made, it is still much quieter than it was before.

These were all cleaned up by Li Mengjiang's servants, and Zhou Jinyan did not stop them.

"Farewell, what are you doing with this?"

At some point, the parrot lightly landed on Zhou Jinyan's shoulder and croaked, "Are you ready to pretend again?"

Zhou Jinyan smiled and said: "What's there to pretend? I have three hundred Tang poems in my body. I can pretend any day. Do you think I have pretended?"

The parrot wondered: "Then what are you doing?"

"Master Sun is leaving," Zhou Jinyan sighed, "I'm a bit reluctant to get along with you for so long. Before leaving, I have to see him off with some pomp."

Chapter 178

The parrot lost interest, "Father, the prince is also sick, why did you go directly to treat him? Also make sure to show them some face."

Zhou Jinyan said: "What kind of gesture should I use? If I don't cure him, it is the greatest gesture. Some things are tacitly understood, which is the greatest torture. It is not good for everyone if you tear your face."

The parrot didn't seem to understand this time, and looked confused.

Zhou Jinyan laughed and said, "I thought you were the King of Birds, but there were times when I couldn't understand."

"People's hearts are too sinister, and human speech is too complicated, sometimes they can't understand it normally." Parrot argued to himself.

Zhou Jinyan nodded, "You're right, people's hearts are too complicated. Over there in Changle, I'll see how long they can persist. When his two sons are sick, and the queen is also sick, they can only be treated by me. See Let's see his reaction."

Zhou Jinyan suddenly remembered what Gao Yang said to himself, and couldn't help saying: "Do you know what the eldest grandson empress said to me?"

"What?"

"She said to give me two years. When the time comes, when everyone forgets about it, let me divorce my wife and remarry. Marry Changle to me."

"This miscellaneous hair is a typical delaying strategy."

The parrot saw the key at once.

Zhou Jinyan said: "You are really shrewd, this bird is not just a simple plan to delay the attack."

The parrot moved closer to him, "Then what else?"

"Do not say."

Zhou Jinyan pulled it away, "I also built a bird's nest for you, why do you still smell like a bird?"

The parrot was about to peck him.

Zhou Jinyan blocked it, "Come on, let's go quickly, someone will come later."

The parrot refused to leave, "Who doesn't know that there is a beautiful and smart parrot in our house, just let them see it."

At this time, Haizao led Zhou Yi and the others over.

"Lang Jun, they are here."

Looking at the four cute little girls, Zhou Jinyan couldn't help asking, "Can you sing?"

The four little girls looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't dare to speak.

Sheng Lian'er rubbed Tuesday's head, and said with a warm smile: "I can sing a little bit, and I can teach you in Yuefang."

"Then can you dance?"

Sheng Lian'er was shy, and nodded with a blushing face.

"Okay," Zhou Jinyan stroked his palms and said, "You can sing and dance, and Yuefang should also teach you musical instruments?"

"Teached."

Sheng Lian'er said softly: "I can play some musical instruments."

Zhou Jinyan was overjoyed, he didn't expect Sheng Lian'er to be an all-rounder.

"In this way," Zhou Jin said, "I wrote a poem, and I will sing it to you later. If you want to post it, write this poem and music."

Sheng Lian'er looked at him in surprise and nodded.

Zhou Jinyan looked at the four little girls with a smile, and said, "Listen carefully, I will sing a song for you right away, you should write down this poem and learn it."

The four little girls nodded nervously.

Zhou Jinyan looked at "Farewell" in his hand, cleared his throat, and was about to sing when the parrot croaked inappropriately.

Sing his "Farewell".

Zhou Jinyan has black hair. Although this parrot is smart, its singing really makes people want to explode in place.

"Stop now."

Zhou Jinyan patted it on the head.

The parrot croaked twice to express its dissatisfaction, which made all the little girls present laugh, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed for a moment.

Zhou Jinyan suddenly remembered something, and said in a low voice, "How about you as a conductor when they finish practicing?"

"command?"

The parrot's eyes lit up, and it flew over the courtyard wall, looking for its baton.

Zhou Jinyan looked away with a funny smile, coughed twice, and signaled everyone to look away.

"listen."

Zhou Jinyan looked at the manuscript and slowly sang:

"Outside the pavilion,

By the side of the ancient road,

The fragrant grass and the green sky..."

The eerie and sad style slowly flowed out from Lang Jun's mouth, Sheng Lian'er opened her mouth wide, and her beautiful eyes were full of inconceivable colors.

"This poem is so beautiful, but the tune...is so strange, but it's really nice."

Listening to it, Sheng Lian'er only felt that her heart was intoxicated, and she was completely immersed in Zhou Jinyan's singing...

The four little girls were also fascinated by what they heard.

......

After singing, Zhou Jinyan smiled awkwardly, "The singing is a bit bad, but it's basically like this, maybe you can learn it?"

The four little girls looked at me and I looked at you, but they dared not speak.

Sheng Lian'er woke up from the intoxication, and reminded softly: "Mr. Lang, don't rap and sing, I'm afraid they haven't memorized the song yet."

Handed the manuscript to Sheng Lian'er, "Teach them, memorize these first, and then think about what soundtrack is better."

Sheng Lian'er took the manuscript solemnly, looked at the "Farewell" neatly written on it, Meimou glanced at Zhou Jinyan, and then recruited the girl on Monday to her side.

Forber held a pink invitation in his hand and walked into the backyard.

Yin He saw him, smiled lightly and said, "Uncle Fu, do you have anything to do?"

Uncle Uncle hesitated for a while, picked up the invitation card and said, "Princess Guantao sent someone to send an invitation card, saying that she and her son-in-law are invited to participate in the winter tour of some poetry club."

Yin He hurriedly took it and said, "I've made a note of this matter. Thank you, Uncle Fu, for reminding me."

Uncle Fu waved his hand and said with a smile, "This is what old slaves should do. You don't need to be polite."

Yin He took the invitation card and walked into Li Mengjiang's room, with joy on her face, she said: "Princess, Princess Guantao sent an invitation card, saying that she and her son-in-law will be invited to participate in the winter tour of the Poetry Festival."

Li Mengjiang put down the account book in his hand, and said in a daze, "Poetry will be a winter outing?"

Yin He hurriedly presented the invitation.

Li Mengjiang glanced at it and immediately understood.

"Where is the son-in-law?"

"In the back garden," Yin He said with doubts on his face, "I even called them all over on Monday, and I don't know what to do."

"You go back."

Li Mengjiang held the invitation tightly, got up and walked to the back garden alone.

As soon as she entered the back garden, her steps faltered.

He raised his head and stared blankly at a place in the back garden.

There was an extremely delicate girl sitting cross-legged with a guqin in front of her.

In front of her, there are four little girls, who seem to be watching something together.

She was doubtful, and saw Sheng Lian'er's hands jumping like elves, and then a sad tune flowed out from between the strings.

She had never heard this tune before, but inexplicably, her heart calmed down, as if there was a magical power.

"This girl is quite talented."

Li Mengjiang muttered to himself.

"Outside the pavilion

Old road side

Green Grass and Green Sky

Evening wind blows the sound of the willow flute

sunset mountain

......."

While she was listening, there was a sudden pause in the sound of the piano, and then a crisp singing sounded. The originally lingering and beautiful tune had a different taste in the singing by Zhou Yi and others.

Li Mengjiang's first reaction was that he hadn't heard it, then he thought it sounded good, and then he was crazy...

Chapter 179

At the end of the singing, she was still immersed in the music that was sad but not sad, sad but not complaining.

"Lang Jun, are there any shortcomings in what you played just now?"

Sheng Lian'er finished the song and asked cautiously.

Zhou Jinyan nodded slightly, "I always feel that something is missing, Lian'er, when this poem is played, can other instruments be added?"

"This," Sheng Lian'er thought for a while, and said, "It should be possible, such as flute and Xiao."