The host is so handsome

Chapter 67 Jiangnan Tune ([-])

There is a new opera troupe in this troupe. There is a gentleman who sings very well. Every time the performance starts, there are no empty seats. Either he really went to other operas, or he just fancied others. Unfortunately, he didn’t In January, the troupe was bought by the Military Governor's Mansion.

[Mission: Inherit culture]

The original owner is the eldest lady of the mansion, born of the deceased wife, and there are several children of the concubine as younger brothers and sisters.But those children played badly and accidentally pushed the original owner into the lake and drowned.

When Ji Jundu came back and heard about it, he came over. Just when Ji Liang opened his eyes, he asked, "How do you feel?"

"Much better." Ji Liang was only fifteen years old and had already begun to show his splendor.

He rubbed the hair on the top of Ji Liang's head, and suddenly felt a little emotional: "I remember when your mother just left, you only reached my thigh, but now you have reached my shoulder."

Seeing Ji Liang coughing twice, Ji Jundu tucked her in the quilt and said, "Take a good rest, and I will call the doctor to show you later, I have already punished those brothers and sisters."

Seeing her indifferent eyebrows and eyes that were exactly the same as his own, Ji Jundu gently pinched her face, a smile rose from the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help but say: "I've been busy recently, and I don't take care of you. The concubine probably won't treat you sincerely, if you are bored, ask Mr. Yang Yan from the courtyard to come over and sing, and no one else will dare to chew your tongue for what I have promised."

"You have to remember that you are the eldest lady, and you are the biggest in the house besides me. Don't let those people bully you anymore, or your mother won't let me dream about it at night."

Although the third military governor has nine concubines, they were all taken in after the main wife left. If you look carefully, each one of them looks more or less like the main wife.

After the person left, the doctor at home came over to take the temperature again, and said: "The fever is already subsiding. Miss, remember to take medicine on time and have a good rest."

After the ears were cleared, Ji Liang fell asleep.

After a few days of care, she was able to move around.

Ji Liang was reading Ji Jundu's books in the study, and she was the only one who could come in at will. This kind of differential treatment made many concubines jealous, but they couldn't say anything.

"Miss, the master asked Mr. Yang Yan to sing a song for you to relieve boredom." The steward reported outside and waited for someone to come out.

Ji Liang put down his book and went to the flower hall with the steward. There was a man in gray shirt standing under the pear tree in the front yard. His appearance was more handsome than the pear blossoms in the tree. He was only twenty years old, very young.

"What song does Missy want to hear?" Yang Yan saluted and smiled elegantly.

"What would you do, sir?" Ji Liang sat down to drink tea in the flower hall, with excellent etiquette.

"Qin Opera, Huagu, Peking Opera, Huangmei...even Jiangnan tune, I know a thing or two."

"Host, what you want to learn is Jiangnan tune." The system said, eating the snacks bought by the little bastard, and preparing to listen to the tune.

"Then come and listen to Duan Jiangnan Tune." Ji Liang put down his teacup, ate the pastry, with a dignified and elegant posture, but also lazy.

In response, Yang Yan opened his folding fan and sang a cappella. His voice was more mellow than that of a yellow warbler, but also as ethereal as a lark.

"The pear blossoms on the branches are in full bloom, and the beautiful woman wears gauze in her bare hands. It has been three years since I folded willows with you..."

The figure of the man seems to be very soft, every frown and smile is full of charm, and the tone is Wu Nong's soft language unique to Jiangnan, very waxy, it should be more suitable for women to sing.

At the end of the song, Ji Liang took a sip of tea to moisten his voice, and said, "Please listen to my singing, sir."

"The pear blossoms on the branches are in full bloom, and the beautiful woman wears gauze in her bare hands. It has been three years since I folded willows with you..."

Yang Yan's face was shocked, he looked at Ji Liang's face and asked, "Miss, have you ever studied Jiangnan tune?"

"I learned it from you."

Yang Yan smiled slowly, and praised: "I'm not talented, I only learned it after ten years of study, and the eldest lady can learn it after listening to it once. I'm afraid I won't be able to hang on to this brand."

"Sir, you know so much. I just imitated your Jiangnan melody once. It can't be said that I have learned it." Ji Liang's tone did not fluctuate, but he seemed neither humble nor overbearing.

"If you don't mind, sir, can you teach me this Jiangnan tune in some free time?"

"This..." Yang Yan was a little hesitant. These days, actors are lowly. If it wasn't for the sake of making a living, no one would be willing to learn, especially those girls in the high court.

Ji Jundu didn't know when he came over, and said, "It's okay for Mr. Yang Yan to teach, don't break the child's heart."

"Yes, master." Yang Yan agreed.

"Let the theater troupe sing on the stage tonight. The southern war has won a great victory. I also have free time. I have to enjoy it. Then, sir, go back to the courtyard to prepare."

"Ok."

Ji Jundu took Ji Liang's hand and walked to the main hall, saying: "You look much better today, I bought you some foreign skirts, go try them on to see if they fit, and change them after you take a shower."

He also brought things for his aunt and a few children, but after all, the dress on Ji Liang's body was not as eye-catching. When they sat together for dinner at night, the aunts and wives didn't show any expressions, but they were jealous in their hearts.

After dinner, I went to watch a play in the courtyard. The stage had already been set up, and when the actors saw the master coming, they made their debut with gongs and drums.

Yang Yan dressed in Huadan's attire, came on stage and babbled and sang lyrics, seeing the extremely pretty people in the audience slightly narrow their eyes, and sang nonchalantly.

If Ji Liang in the morning made him feel like an untainted fairy, then now he looks like a beautiful lady.

Either way, it's gorgeous.

After the show, everyone went back to the courtyard to rest. The next day, Ji Liang changed into her school uniform and left the hospital with a bag on her shoulders. She happened to meet Yang Yan in the garden hanging from the gazebo. She didn't want to disturb others, so she walked her own way. The other party called her.

"Miss, are you going to the school? How about I teach you the Jiangnan tune after school?"

Ji Liang glanced at the smiling person, nodded expressionlessly and left, not paying attention to the other person's small movements of touching his earlobe.

Those who can go to women's schools these days are mostly rich or expensive, especially the daughters of warlords, who are the targets of many people's fawning.

Ji Liang is not very easy to get along with, so no one dares to provoke him.

After school, he was called by Supervisor Ji to take homework exams. After finishing his homework, Ji Liang was about to take a nap when he was woken up by Mrs. Wang in the courtyard.

"Miss, you still want to learn Jiangnan tune from Mr. Yang."

Tsk, why was she so mean in the first place?

After getting up, go to the outer hall to sit down, Yang Yan is already waiting.

"Miss, can you hang your voice?" Yang Yan put down the teacup and began to teach seriously. Starting from the most basic teaching, Ji Liang almost went through it once.

"Miss is really quick to learn." He sipped tea to moisten his throat, "Then practice hard, I will teach you some theoretical knowledge in a few days."

"Sir, go slowly." Ji Liang's brows and eyes were light, and there was no emotion in his words.

In the past few days, Ji Jundu often took her out to play, went to karaoke halls and dance halls, and said, "Don't be stupid when you study all day long. Your mother liked to come out to play when she was alive. I kept cleaning up the mess for her. It's good for you. Follow me, she loves to talk about my temper, you have to change it."

After playing for a while, Ji Jundu became busy again, and Ji Liang lived a regular life. It took her almost half a year to master the Jiangnan tune that he had learned for ten years.

(End of this chapter)