Good son-in-law of the Ming Dynasty

Seeing Yanniang's dance, Su Mu was a little surprised.

To be honest, he didn't know anything about dance, he was only able to distinguish hip-hop, tango and waltz.But the dancing skills of this woman in front of me are really excellent, especially the flexibility of her body is beyond ordinary people's imagination. It can be seen that the rumor that this woman can dance on a plate is true.

With regard to dancing alone, Yan Niang has already won the first place, and it is impossible for Yun Qing to excel in this, and she lost a while in advance.

Hearing her clean voice again, Su Mu frowned.He didn't know what Yunqing's voice was like, but no matter how good it was, it was still no match for Yanniang.

Peking Opera pays attention to reading, playing and singing. These four are the basic skills of an artist.For today's performance, there is no need for chanting, it's about figure, Yan Niang wins in this category.It's hard to say that it's a stage performance.Singing skills, Yan Niang is really good.

It is indeed difficult for Yun Qing to win.

After Yanniang sang "Picking Mulberries" written by Long Zai, Su Mu was even more surprised.

The first half of this poem is quite ordinary, but wait until "Who can tell the benefits of mountains and rivers, you can keep it in your heart. May I ask if you know? When you are drunk for a thousand miles without words." Qingchou, the young man has a clear understanding of his thoughts, he really wants to talk about it, and only wants to get drunk to relieve his worries.

"This Long Zai's words and sentences are really good at writing. Every sentence he writes has a strong sense of beauty and a high style." Su Mu had to admit this in his heart.

Is it possible that they will lose again in the competition of the merits of the music and lyrics?

Impossible, impossible, although Long Zai is good in this poem, on the surface, it is also considered good in Ming Ci.But why can't it be passed down to later generations and sung by later generations? There must be something wrong in it?

Su Mu couldn't help but look back at Yun Qing, but Yun Qing's expression became visibly tense, her little hand was tightly clutching the handkerchief, and her forehead was slightly sweating.

At this time, Yan Niang on the stage began to sing again for the second time.

Su Mu went over the poem again in his mind, and suddenly laughed: So that's it, I was almost bluffed by this boy Long Zai!

To be honest, the word Long Zai is very skillful in terms of technique, and even has a slight aftertaste of Song style, which gives people a strong sense of sight, and I always feel that I have read it somewhere before.

In other words, when most people hear this poem for the first time, they are first shocked by the beauty of this rhetoric.

But as long as you listen to it again, you will feel that this thing is really not a big deal.Words are beautiful, but they have no soul, nothing that really touches the soul.Just like an embroidered pillow, as long as you remove the beautiful embroidery on the surface, there are ugly rags inside.

In the past, Su Mu felt that this dragon had outstanding talents and was a worthy opponent.

But today, he suddenly lost his interest. This is an ordinary scholar who looks like a gifted scholar, especially in poetry, and Yan is even more so.Defeating such a paper tiger is really no challenge!

"This kind of word must be used, it's because of disdain. Not to mention everyone in this era, even a modern person, as long as he concentrates on studying for a period of time and masters the writing rules of ancient poetry, he can write decently. Longzai, let me puncture your illusion of being a genius today!"

Thinking of this, Su Mu's mind calmed down, and he smiled calmly at Yun Qing, who was a little confused: "Miss Yun Qing, it's your turn to play, today, we are sure to win!"

Yun Qing was made laugh by Su Mu's cold joke earlier, and the tension in her heart eased a lot.But now seeing Yanniang's super performance, she is a little worried.But as soon as she saw Su Mu's calm expression, the last trace of uneasiness in her heart disappeared.

Turning around is also a smile: "I will definitely live up to the wonderful poem of the young master."

At this time, Yanniang's performance finally came to an end.

Just like Su Mu's reaction at that time, everyone present was shocked by the beauty of Long Zai's rhetoric in this song. In addition, Yan Niang's performance was really good, and there was a lot of cheers. Many people shook their heads and thought about it. The beauty of the first word.

Seeing that his words won the house, the arrogance on Long Zai's face was replaced by complacency.

Several people around him also said at the same time: "Good work, good work, although I have heard people sing the word Ming Qing a while ago, but today is the first time I heard Yan Niang's singing, and only Yan Niang's voice and dancing posture It is worthy of your masterpiece, and it can complement each other!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the audience agreed.

No matter how you look at it, Yanniang's performance is the finale of today's dinner, the most exciting.As for the oiran battle, everyone doesn't care, it's all like this, is there still a competition?

As for Yun Qing, everyone has automatically filtered it out.

It doesn't matter if she sings or not.

Even if she's performing, it's possible that her voice and dancing posture are better than Yanniang's.

It didn't matter who wrote the words she sang or what words she sang.Long Zai's works are so excellent, if he wants to beat him, he must be shot by Qizi, Tang Bohu and Yang Shen.

Forget it, today's scene is so lively, background music is indispensable, so let her sing on, as long as it's not too noisy.

At the table of Zhang Heling and Mrs. Zhang.

Mrs. Zhang couldn't help shouting "Good words, good words, this Long Mingqing is indeed the best master of poetry among the younger generation."

Seeing his mother happy, Zhang Hou was also very happy: "As long as you like it, mother."

Mrs. Zhang just recovered from her illness, she hammered her waist with her hands, and said with a smile: "I'm getting old, after sitting for a long time, my waist and ribs are swollen, but I can't bear it."

Zhang Heling hurriedly helped his mother up: "Mother, you are tired too, my son will help you go back to the house to rest."

"it is good."

After all, she is the mother of the present empress. When Mrs. Zhang stood up, she was surrounded by a large group of maids and boys, and there was not much movement.

Everyone came here today to join in the fun mainly for the benefit of Empress Zhang. Since the master was about to leave and the banquet was about to end, everyone stood up and saluted one after another.

Zhang Heling laughed and said: "Thank you for buying me a face today, let's stop here today. If you can use me in the future, just talk."

The words were rough, everyone was smiling, people said that Zhang Hou didn't study, and it was true, but the reckless spirit on his body was a bit heavier, which was out of place.However, what about foreign relatives?

At this time, Yun Qing had already stepped onto the stage, and the voice of Si Zhu rang softly.

"Plucking Mulberries" is originally a small order, and the instruments used are mostly strings and wind instruments, which are mellow and light, and the voice is also low, which is immediately suppressed by the noise.