Datang male nanny

Chapter 180 Kill This Kid
After Ni Tu completed his Maiba mission, he went to the opposite restaurant to have a round with everyone.

As soon as Ni Tu appeared, it became a sweet pastry for everyone to pull close to them.

"Come to my place! For today's matter, you have to thank me very much, and drink a few jars of wine with me, right?" Yuchi Xunyu grabbed Ni Tu's arm, and pulled him to the seat beside him. Push down.

Cheng Zheng, however, sat down at the table with his hands hanging down in embarrassment, and lowered his head in shame.

Yuchi Xunyu's words just now stimulated him again.

Ni Tu clasped his fists and bowed to the table of dudes.

Everyone pays respects.

"Brother Xiaojun, you really live up to your reputation. Tonight's show is even more exciting than Cui Yuelou's singing and dancing!"

"The song is so heroic, it made our blood boil after listening to it, and we can't wait to go into battle with an axe and kill him!"

A bearded guy curled his mouth and retorted: "That's natural! The singing and dancing there are Yingyingyanyan, weak and boneless, but the song of Xiaojun's brother is what we men should sing, especially the line' My fate is hard, I can’t learn to bend down’! It should be my admonishment from a man! This sentence will be my motto from now on, Xiao Ji!”

Another person slapped the table and said: "This is the admonishment of all of us, how can it be taken away by you? Or else, we all learned to sing "A Laughter from the Sea" several times just now, or let's sing it one by one. Brother Xiaojun will be the judge, whoever sings well, this motto will belong to him! Do you agree?"

"it is good!"

Everyone on the second floor clapped their hands and applauded, and suddenly became excited.

Never mind that there are a few gorgeously dressed girls singing on the stage.

"Come on! Let me start!" Yuchi Xunyu threw the wine bowl on the table and began to sing: "The sea laughs, and the tides on both sides of the river..."

As soon as he sang, everyone joined in.

After everyone sang, they drank together again.

Xu Jingye waved his folding fan, and said: "Dedication is not talent, I dare to ask brother Xiaojun, where did you sing that unintelligible tune among you?"

"That, Cantonese." Ni Tu looked at the grandson of the popular Prime Minister Li Ji in front of him, feeling a little dazed.

No need to ask, the others must be descendants of those veteran officials.

Unexpectedly, the descendants of the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion are all here.

Xu Jingye was a little puzzled: "May I ask what is Cantonese?"

It was only then that Ni Tu remembered that the abbreviation for Cantonese should not have come out yet, so he replied, "Guangzhou Dudu's Mansion."

"May I ask if Xiaojun's brother is from Lingnan? Guangdong belongs to the East of Lingnan, and Guangzhou is where the Daozhi and Dudufuzhi of Lingnan Dao are located. My brother Li Qinzai was stationed there with his uncle. He said in a letter that he couldn't understand, but I heard It is very pleasant to the ear. I just read it in the letter, but I have never had the honor to listen to it. I feel very good when I listen to it today."

Ni Tu smiled and waved his hands: "This song was sung by my family teacher and friends when they got together. I liked it so much that I learned it. As for how much Cantonese I can master, it is limited to a few songs."

"That's right! Brother Xiaojun, why didn't you teach everyone to learn this melodious Cantonese accent? I'll learn a lot by waiting, and I'll be able to show off in front of the girls when I get home."

"This is simple, let me say a word, and you brothers can sing along with me."

"Okay!" Everyone slapped the table excitedly, and there was a thunderous drum.

Someone brought Ni Tu a guzheng.

At the same time, those several giant speakers were brought in.

Ni Tu took a sip of wine, wound up his armor, came to the Guzheng, clasped his hands, and bowed to everyone.

Afterwards, Ni Tu took a step and sat behind the guzheng, sitting upright.

Raise your hands like moving clouds, tap the strings with your fingertips, stroke the rear Yueshan with your left hand, and stroke the front Yueshan with your right hand.

With a movement of the fingertips, flowing clouds and flowing water, the majestic, melodious and strong arrogance suddenly emerged from the sound of the piano.

At this time, the spotlight on the stage focused on Ni Tu at the same time.

Everyone listened to his voice, but they shook their bodies along with the rhythm.

Nearly a thousand people in the square also cast their eyes on him at the same time.

What no one noticed was that one pair of Taoist priests, one old and one young, slowly walked up to the second floor of the restaurant, sat down on the steps of a pavilion, and listened to the music with their eyes closed.

The emotions were almost brewing, when Ni Tu opened his mouth, the Cantonese version of Cang Hai laughed and came.

"Canghai, Xingxiu, stealing Angqiu, hiding the emerald cage for Gangtang, Cang Tingxiu, looking through Sai Sangqiu, whoever wants to poke Tingjiu, Gongshanxiu, Yin Yuyou, cast the cage The boat of the world of mortals is stuffed with many giu, the breeze is beautiful, the ge is also a thief, the love is late and the love is full, the blue is beautiful, the eight is the thief, the love is the seven and the seven..."

When Ni Tu sang one sentence, everyone followed him.

Nearly a thousand people in restaurants and squares joined in at the same time.

The singing hits the sky and resounds through the night sky.

For a time, the beautiful Cantonese version of Cang Hai Yi Laugh became the latest trend pursued by Changan people.

After several reincarnations, everyone was able to sing along with the music.

After all the excitement, the crowd continued to play until late at night.

The singing party was finally given up until the soldiers from Jingzhao Prefecture came to order to stop it.

Ni Tu was also given a lot of alcohol by them, but he was still slightly tipsy.

Ni Tu pretended to be very drunk, and was helped back to the backyard of Baoyuanzhai.

Li Shisan led the people to pack up the stage equipment.

Looking at the brightly lit shop diagonally opposite, those people moved things to several cars, Li Shisan nodded in satisfaction, and snorted coldly: "Let you fight with the old man! Your family will be ruined!"

In the Changsun Mansion, the inner study room is still brightly lit.

Changsun Run frowned and told about the scene tonight.

"Ah Weng, with this brat around, it's really hard for us to break Empress Wu's way out. Just now we got better, but this brat put on a song and dance party, and he got us back."

Changsun Wuji closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, then Xuan'er opened his eyes and said, "If someone is in the way, kill him!"

Changsun Run's face beamed with joy when he heard it, and what he was waiting for was Ah Weng's words.

He had wanted to kill this guy for a long time.

That nasty Ni Tu humiliated himself time and time again, thinking of his face, Changsun Run wished he could grow his teeth and bite him to death.

"Okay! Ah Weng, I will send someone to do him tonight."

Changsun Run walked out as he spoke.

"Stop!" Changsun Wuji said coldly.

Changsun Run hurriedly stopped, turned around and saluted: "Please tell me, Aunt."

"Everyone in Chang'an knows that the Changsun family is fighting with Baoyuanzhai. Although you did it quietly, didn't you just tell them that it was our Changsun family who did it?"

"This..." Changsun Run froze in place.

"Then don't go and get rid of him?"

"Of course we have to do it! But it's not sneaky, but aboveboard."

"Fair and fair?" Changsun Run racked his brains but still couldn't think of any good way.

Changsun Wuji glanced at him in disappointment, and said, "He blatantly beat the servant of our eldest grandson's family, you can swallow this tone? How did he hit here, let's hit back!"

"Call back as much as you call!" Changsun Runza touched this sentence, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Okay! Grandson can just try Wang Ke's fast sword skills, but Ni Tu's neck is tougher! Tomorrow morning, disciples will drag those dying trash to ask for an explanation!"

Changsun Wuji nodded in satisfaction after hearing this.

I think such a vicious grandson is the real grandson.

(End of this chapter)