The Prodigal Son of the Empire

Wang Kang rolled his eyes and told a white lie.

"Besides, who would have thought that you would take a bath in broad daylight?" Wang Kang muttered again, which was indeed beyond his expectation.

"Isn't it because you arranged us to live here, with nothing to do all day long, didn't you want to teach me to sing and dance? Where did the teaching go?" Li Qingman expressed all the grievances from the past.

"I think you just have ulterior motives. You want to hide your beauty in a golden house. Do you know how those little girls from your Earl's mansion think of me..."

Wang Kang was at a loss for words for a while, he didn't expect Li Qingman to accumulate so much resentment, but this was indeed his problem.

"What? I'm right. I still believe you, a prodigal son. I think you've been uneasy for a long time, and today you're even insulting my innocence..." The more Li Qingman thought about it, the angrier he became, and his face became colder.

"Slow down, slow down!" Wang Kang said in a hurry, he felt that Li Qingman was showing signs of losing control.

"I came to you today to teach you a new song."

"Teach me a new song? You don't know any music. You picked out the faults of my song that day, I'm afraid it's just hearsay." Li Qingman didn't believe Wang Kang at all at the moment.

"It's true, I was too busy a few days ago, and I came here to teach you how to sing and dance today,"

Wang Kang hurriedly explained, "Seeing you out of the bath...what an accident!"

Li Qingman's beautiful eyes were erratic. Wang Kang was not an ordinary person, but the only son of Uncle Fuyang. If he was really killed in a fit of anger, the consequences would be huge.

Moreover, it was difficult for her to do anything, no matter what, she spent a few days with Wang Kang, at least this prodigal son did not do any evil before.

But he has seen most of his body, and how can he be reconciled to his innocence.

He must not be allowed to escape so easily, Li Qingman thought in his heart, and said coldly: "Didn't you come to teach me how to sing?"

"Then I will trust you again. If you hesitate to come up with a good sentence, then I will spare you."

"You are the only son of Uncle Fuyang, I can't kill you because of this, but if you find out that you lied to me..."

Li Qingman's eyes drifted to Wang Kang's lower body.

The voice was as cold as ice and said: "Then I will castrate you, make you a eunuch, and make your royal family have no heirs!"

Hearing this, Wang Kang suddenly felt his lower body tense, and subconsciously clamped his legs. This woman is a bit ruthless. It would be better to kill him if she did this.

But fortunately, she finally let go and made a condition.

"Why don't you speak? Do you disagree?" Li Qingman said coldly.

"I agree, of course I agree!" Wang Kang said hastily, "I can teach you right now, a song tailored for you..."

Chapter 54 A Song of Acacia Red Beans

"Made for me?" After listening to Wang Kang's words, Li Qingman looked at Wang Kang suspiciously, his eyes full of suspicion.

Tailor-made, which means that he wrote it himself, but how is this possible?How could he, a prodigal son, have such abilities.

The creation of each piece of music is extremely difficult, requiring the creator not only to be proficient in rhythm, but also to have real talents to write lyrics.

"Yes, my song is called Hongdou!" Wang Kang said with a smile.

This song is Faye Wong's famous work, and the lyrics are delicate and lingering, full of ancient charm.

And Faye Wong's voice sounds a little diffuse, but the form is scattered but the spirit is not scattered. Under Faye Wong's singing, this song was extremely popular in the previous life.

Wang Kang has heard Li Qingman sing before, her voice is passionate, ethereal and full of purity, which is very similar to Faye Wong, so it is not an exaggeration to say that this song is tailor-made for Li Qingman.

Most of the music in ancient times is relatively dull, and the timbre and rhythm are also very simple.

If Li Qingman sang this song Hongdou, he believed that it would cause a great sensation.

"Red beans?" Li Qingman asked: "Is this the title of the song? It's too common! Are you fooling me?"

Red beans are just a common food, and they are also used to symbolize lovesickness, which is quite popular among talented people and beauties.

Could it be that this prodigal son also wants to make a fuss about this?

"How come, then you just need to listen to it, I believe you will definitely like it."

Wang Kang quickly promised.

"Sister Qingman, are you there?" Just then a female voice sounded outside the door.

"It's Chunhua who is here. I'll go and welcome her in. I'll let you go for now. If you can make music, then it's easy to talk about. If you can't make it, I will definitely not get around you." Li Qingman said in a low voice.

Then Wang Kang was let go, and he went to open the door, noticing that the coldness in his throat had disappeared, Wang Kang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, this Li Qingman is still a master of martial arts, it seems that he has to be careful with her in the future, so as not to offend her one day, he really becomes a eunuch.

Li Qingman welcomed Chunhua into the house, seeing Wang Kang, Chunhua's eyes lit up, and respectfully said to Wang Kang: "Master Kang is here."

They are now employed by Wang Kang with high salaries, so they naturally respect Wang Kang.

"Go and call your other sisters over and bring your instruments. I want to teach Miss Li to sing, and I need your cooperation!"

"Okay, Master Kang!" Chunhua didn't ask any further questions, and went out again.

Not long after, she returned, followed by three young women, all holding various musical instruments.

Everything was ready, Wang Kang asked Li Qingman, "You know how to write?"

After getting an affirmative answer, Wang Kang said again: "You write down the words first with a pen and paper, and when I teach singing later, you can learn the words and songs faster, and I say you write."

Wang Kang originally planned to write it himself, but he was not very good at using a brush, so he asked Li Qingman to do it for him.

"Okay." Li Qingman agreed, looking at Wang Kang with weird eyes, and pretending to be decent, I want to see what you can say.

"I haven't fully experienced the climate where snowflakes bloom..." Wang Kang said.

Hearing these two sentences, Li Qingman's eyes froze, but it was not as unbearable as he imagined.

"When we tremble together, we will better understand what tenderness is..." Wang Kang continued.

"I haven't held hands with you yet, walked through the barren sand dunes, maybe from now on, I will learn to cherish, the sky and the earth last forever."

After writing this, Li Qingman was stunned again. I have never seen the way of arranging the words. Most of the songs and music sung are based on poetry, but Wang Kang's composition is obviously not poetry.

The words are also very ordinary, not gorgeous, and quite straightforward, but when combined together, they have a special artistic conception, and they all rhyme.

Li Qingman became interested and listened carefully.

"Sometimes, sometimes, I will believe that everything has an end, there are times when we get together and leave, and nothing lasts forever."

"But sometimes, I would rather choose to be nostalgic than to let go, wait until the scenery is clear, maybe you will accompany me, watching the long stream of water"