shock!She can travel through time

The topics in the Xiao Mansion these days have all revolved around one person—the newly promoted Lord of Le'an Township, Lin Wanwan.

Whether it's a domineering matchmaker or a decree from heaven to seal the township, it has caused endless discussions among the people in the mansion.

Today, Lin Wanwan added a new topic to the mansion. Her servant actually used a priceless glazed hourglass with a copper base to take a photo of a female singer in Dongshi. The exquisite glazed hourglass shocked everyone. In the field, no one has the power to compete.

Strong financial resources are one of the reasons for sparking the topic, on the other hand, it is because of the identity of the singer from Hangzhou Changshifu.According to reliable gossip, it is said that the reason why the female music was sold was because Chang Shi wanted to put it in the house. As a result, the female music failed to resist and even hurt the owner by mistake, so it was sold by the mistress.

Anyone who is well-informed in the two cities of Qiantang and Hangzhou will not buy this female singer, and it is okay to cause a show.

But this newly-promoted township lord was so generous that he even photographed people with a konghou, which really made people dumbfounded.

Several cousins ​​in Xiao's mansion had already come to Lin Wanwan's house to look at it strangely. Since entering the mansion, this singer had been sitting on her knees with her konghou in her arms and drooping eyes, silent.

In the Tang Dynasty, the upper-class livestock farmers became popular, and the Tang court even distributed female music to officials, and the court paid for it.The number of female singers for what level of officials is also clearly stipulated.

Many literati have no real feelings for female music at home, and play it as an object. It is very common to give female music with both talents and looks as social gifts. There are many historical celebrities who do this. It is really rare to come out for sale.

If it is a gift, female music is still tossed among nobles of equal status.It can be sold publicly, and there is no reserve price, so it is hard to say which class of people will buy it.

It is considered lucky that this female singer finally got into Lin Wanwan's hands.

After Lin Wanwan made a move to buy the other party, she didn't immediately ask about the other party's background, but left it aside, and was busy dealing with people who came to see her.

In the evening, after seeing off the Xiao family cousins, Lin Wanwan became quiet here.

Sitting in her arms, Xiao Qingyu looked at the strange beauty under the lamp, and looked curiously at the huge harp beside her.

Lin Wanwan finally had time to take a good look at the other party, and saw that her fragrant face was melting snow, and her pinting was like a willow waist. Under her oval face with a full outline and soft lines was a pair of phoenix eyes inside the fan tail, paired with plump and plump red lips, with oriental beauty. The subtlety and introversion of classical beauty.

With such a gentle appearance, there is a small upturned nose with a slight hump. Viewed from the side, there is a heroic spirit that is rarely seen in women.He was dressed in a plain white dress, with a crescent moon in a bun, and his snow-skinned and flowery appearance.

In short, it is definitely a classic beauty.

This kind of beauty is the so-called type of God who appreciates food and eats in future generations. She can do well in the entertainment industry as a vase, but here she is reduced to a commodity.

Lin Wanwan only bought her with a glass hourglass with a copper base, which she bought at a modern boutique for 380 yuan.

Lin Wanwan has seen the cruelty of "slaves and sluts, the law is better than livestock" in the laws of the Tang Dynasty.

In terms of beauty, the other party is no more than equal to him, and in terms of talent, he is definitely not as good as her.Hey, women in ancient times were doomed to live a lifetime of sadness and joy from the moment they were reincarnated.

After contemplating it for a while, Lin Wanwan said, "What's your name? How old are you? Where is your ancestral home?"

Nu Yue lowered her eyes, bowed in a kneeling posture, and replied: "Go back to Le'an Township Lord, a slave named Tumi, twenty-nine years old, ancestral home in Jiangdu, Yangzhou."

"Tumi? It's time for Tumi flowers to bloom." This sounded like an inappropriate name, "Don't you have a family name?"

The female singer said: "I have been in Jiaofang since I can remember, and I have never had a family name."

What a miserable life, from the beginning it was doomed to serve others with color.

"I don't like the name Tumi. Now that you've come to me, it's a new life. Well, from now on, you'll be called Hengwu, how about it?"

"Thank you Xiangjun for giving me the name."

"What talents do you have?"

"Hui Le'an Township Lord, I am stupid and have no talent. I can only play a few konghou and dance a few Huxuan dances."

Being humble, Nu Yue said that she can play konghou, which must be a superb skill, which is the foundation for them to live and work.

In modern times, the harp has long been lost and extinct, and there are very few relics, let alone music scores, so we can only find it from the poems and murals. In the 50s, the Chinese music industry saved the art of konghou, and what can be heard now are all restored by modern musicians based on materials and murals.

Thinking of this, Lin Wanwan said: "Then please play a few songs for me."

"Which song do you want to hear, Mr. Xiang?"

Lin Wanwan didn't pick anything, and said directly: "Play what you are best at."

"Here."

Heng Wu saluted politely first, then got up and walked to the standing harp, plucked the strings and started playing.

Li He once wrote a poem about konghou, and Lin Wanwan was deeply impressed by one of the lines—Kunshan Yusha phoenix screams, hibiscus weeps and Xianglan laughs.

In the past, I only felt the artistic conception of the poem was beautiful, but after listening to this konghou song today, this poem has a concrete image in Lin Wanwan's heart.

At the end of the song, the room was silent, and the lingering sound lingered.

Lin Wanwan was immersed in the melody, unable to speak for a while.What Hua Nong said was right, the harp played by this man was as good as Xiao Chong's Guqin, that's all a layman can comment on.

The tunes played by the two have souls in them, and they can naturally touch people's hearts.

"Mother, she plays really well!" Xiao Qingyu's childish voice interrupted the thoughts of everyone in the room.

Lin Wanwan smiled and said, "Does Xiao Yuer like this musical instrument?"

Xiao Qingyu nodded vigorously: "I like it! Can I play?"

The little guy is very hands-on, and wants to try out any new gadgets.

Lin Wanwan smiled and said, "Then you can ask Mrs. Hengwu if she is willing to teach you how to play."

Hearing this, Heng Wu raised his eyes and looked over, his eyes were clear, without a trace of timidity: "Master?"

Lin Wanwan looked at her with a smile: "That's right, Xiao Yu'er is five years old this year, it's time to learn a musical instrument to cultivate her sentiments, I'm good at watching the harp, and you will be responsible for teaching her music from now on. What do you want?"

"Slaves... slaves are not worthy."

Lin Wanwan looked at her with certainty and said, "You deserve it, I believe in you."

Heng Wu's eyes flickered, and he performed the first salute again, and said in a trembling voice: "Thank you, Mr. Xiang, I will do my best to teach the little lady well, and I will never slack off."

Xiao Qingyu slid down from Lin Wanwan's embrace, ran to Kong Hou, and started to fiddle with it. Heng Wu hurried over to guide her, showing great patience.

Lin Wanwan watched the two touch their chins, and thought to herself that if she recorded the scene of Hengwu playing the harp and put it on the modern network, she would be considered as contributing to the inheritance of Chinese civilization.But, will it be too high-profile?You have to put on a vest.