Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 68 Everyone in Lanwei
  The second prince smiled and said nothing.

Sun Chi smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "That's really the case. We can help you get shortlisted with a little bit of manipulation. But if you want to break the rules, such as letting her sleep with you, we can't."

Jia Cong took a breath of air and said, "Is it possible that the person behind Baihua Tower is a big deal?"

"There are a few old princes from the clan in Baihua Tower." The second prince said in a low voice.

So that's it. No wonder the two princes are so afraid. Jia Cong understood that Lan Wei is now a human-shaped money tree, helping Baihua House earn two to three million taels of silver a year. No matter who you are, no matter how famous you are, how big But this silver mountain.

Anyone who dares to touch him is the mortal enemy of those clan princes.

Suddenly, I heard an elegant and soft voice coming from outside: "Weier's grooming has taken a long time, and I have burdened you all for a long time. I'm really sorry. I'm willing to punish myself with a drink. I hope you don't blame me."

Jia Cong turned around and saw a graceful beauty sitting on the platform. She was wearing a peach red Sichuan brocade jacquard double-breasted dress, covered with pine-colored gauze. There was a Yao Qin lying in front of her, looming through the gauze curtain, as if The Yaotai Fairy and the Moon Palace Goddess came out of the world elegantly.

Everyone on the second floor thanked her profusely, trying their best to leave a good impression of their elegant demeanor in front of Mr. Lan.

The second prince and the tenth prince just looked at them with smiles and said nothing. With their status, if they wanted a beautiful woman, what kind of beauty could not be obtained? They knew the inside story well and already understood that Lan Wei was just a money-making thing, so how could they be tempted by it.

Jia Cong chuckled slightly. He came from the era of entertainment explosion in later generations. He has never seen any gimmicks and won't touch them. You still want to make money from me, a straight man. I'm afraid you are blind.

At that moment, Lan Wei said a few polite words, and then began to play and sing. She sang a few tunes, which seemed to be popular slow lyrics or Xiaoling. Jia Cong didn't hear any amazing words, but he just felt that Lan Wei could become famous. It makes sense.

His timbre is sometimes soft and sometimes clear, his treble is clear and loud, his bass is deep and melodious, his intonation, pitch, articulation, breath, rhythm, and emotion are perfect. His singing skills are at least 17 or 18 times better than mine, and he will definitely be a national treasure in future generations. level singer.

Suddenly, Jia Cong's ears moved and he heard a very familiar musical instrument tone from the accompaniment.

Another song ends, and the lingering sound lingers.

The next few rooms suddenly started to produce all kinds of rainbow farts like crazy.

"Master Lan, this song should only be heard in heaven, how many times can it be heard in the human world?"

"After I heard it last time, Xiaosheng didn't know the taste of meat after returning home for three months."

"The sound of Lan Jia's piano is clear, noble, transcendent, and penetrates the heart. Listening to the music is like looking into Lan Jia's heart."

"From what I can see from my younger brother's perspective, the Lan family is unrivaled in both its music and singing. It is unparalleled and can be ranked first among the four major families."

"exactly."

"That's true."

……

"I am a despicable person, with the appearance of a willow tree. How can I be so virtuous that I can be so favored by all the young masters and gentlemen? I am ashamed of myself."

Lan Wei stood up as she spoke, gave a slight blessing, and said with a chuckle: "As for the words of the head of the four families, don't mention it again. You would never dare to be a concubine. If it spreads, people will laugh at Wei'er for being frivolous and ignorant. That’s it.”

"Everyone Lan is too modest."

"This is a public discussion and has nothing to do with the Lan family."

……

Jia Cong shook his head and smiled. He was too lazy to listen to these stupid business braggings and said with a smile: "Brothers, what do you think of the skills of these masters?" "In terms of skills, they are at the pinnacle, but after all, they are just caged birds. What they sing is The music and the sounds played are not from the true nature, and have lost their natural beauty. They are forced to do it and fall into the inferior category." The second prince said slowly.

"What the second brother said is very popular with me. No matter how good the skill is, it is still not good enough. For example, the way of swordsmanship is about flowing clouds and flowing water, doing whatever you want. Do it when you have to do it, and stop when you have to stop. , this is the best." Sun Chi said with a smile.

"Brother Chi is actually proficient in swordsmanship?" Jia Cong became interested. This was his favorite topic.

Sun Chi chuckled and said, "Ruyi and I are apprenticed to the same master. She loves this art the most and is the most conceited. I heard that you ridiculed her swordsmanship, so be careful about her looking for trouble for you."

Jia Cong was stunned for a moment and said: "When we met that night, Your Majesty, didn't Her Highness the Princess say that those who don't know are not guilty?"

Sun Chi laughed and said, "Can you believe what the little girl said? She said she won't offend you, but she just doesn't offend you that day. It's okay to settle the accounts later."

Jia Cong was stunned, a majestic princess could actually do this?

The second prince comforted him: "Brother Cong, please don't listen to Lao Shi's nonsense. Although Ruyi is a bit naughty on weekdays, he has a pure and kind nature and won't really do anything to you."

Sun Chi nodded and said with a bad smile: "Have you forgotten about "The Ruyi Dance of the Sword"?"

The second prince's face froze, and he shook his head with a wry smile.

"Second brother, what is this..." Jia Cong asked hurriedly.

Sun Chi said with a smile: "Last year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, my father, mother, queen and I and other princes and princesses gathered together for a banquet. Ruyi performed a sword dance at the table, and everyone praised it. Only the second brother said honestly: Ruyi's sword skills are exquisite. Not letting her eyebrows grow is comparable to the ancient Hua Mulan."

"Second Brother's words are already a very high compliment. What's wrong with that?" Jia Cong said.

"If it's not right, then it's wrong. My second brother is using Hua Mulan as an analogy. What is Hua Mulan's background? She's just a daughter of a poor military family. Ruyi said that even if Hua Mulan has some martial arts, it's just the three-legged cat kung fu passed down from her family. How can she compete with it?" Is it comparable to the superior swordsmanship she learned from visiting swordsman masters?

The second brother compared her with Hua Mulan, clearly looking down on her swordsmanship and insinuating that she was as wild as Mulan. "Sun Chi said with a smile.

Jia Cong was astonished. How could you imagine this? But if you think about it carefully, it seems to make sense. No matter how high Hua Mulan's martial arts skills are, how high can she be? Your apprenticeship determines your upper limit.

"What happened next?"

"Later, Ruyi reported this to her mother, who was deeply convinced and ordered her second brother not to hire anyone to write for her. Instead, she wrote a piece of "Ruyi's Sword Dance" herself, praising her swordsmanship. She also wanted to make changes until she was satisfied, and tortured her second brother. My hair almost turned white." Sun Chi laughed so hard that he laughed.

Jia Cong said: "With your second brother's talent, is it difficult to write a poem even if you don't need anyone to catch you?"

Sun Chi said: "No matter how talented you are, you can't withstand nitpicking. One moment, Ruyi said that his writing was shallow and his artistic conception was not high. The next, he said that he was using rhetoric and pretentiousness. After two days, he corrected it and said that the article was general. Talking about it, there is nothing new. Hahaha..."

Jia Cong felt a chill in his heart. According to this method, with the little ink in his stomach, she would kill him.

The second prince smiled bitterly, and now his scalp feels numb just thinking about it. This is the experience he least wants to recall in his life. For half a month, he stayed at home and thought about how to praise Ruyi 360 times every day, but he was so filial to his mother. The queen asked me to write it myself, so it was too bad.

"If Princess Ruyi wants to attack my little brother, please two brothers to rescue me." Jia Cong hurriedly called for reinforcements.

The two princes looked at each other and said with a smile: "This is natural, but we just have to do our best to obey fate."

Jia Cong's heart sank. Was he sentenced to death?

(End of this chapter)