Xiao Zhizhou said this as he took out a letter from his sleeve.

Ning Ning took it with doubt, and it turned out to be a letter of recommendation.

"Your identities may make it inconvenient to go to the capital. I can give you an identity to go to the capital. My daughter has been looking for a teacher. You two can go to the capital with the dance troupe under this identity. First, you will have someone to take care of you on the way. Second, your identities can be concealed so that you won't be embarrassed everywhere."

"How could I, a humble commoner, deserve such help from Magistrate Xiao?"

"To be honest, I do have some selfish motives." Xiao Zhizhou glanced at his wife and said, "My dear daughter, you have always admired Miss Si Yang, the world's number one dancer. If you can get some personal guidance from Miss Si Yang, you will benefit for the rest of your life."

The dance troupe introduced by Xiao Zhizhou was currently performing a birthday celebration for the mother of Zhang Yuanwai, the richest man in the city, and it would take a few days to finish.

Xiao Zhizhou's plan was to let Si Yang give his daughter some pointers during these few days so that her dancing skills could improve. After that, he could get rid of this hot potato.

Don't kill two birds with one stone.

"Don't worry, Miss Si. I will pay you according to the tuition of the teacher and will never treat you unfairly."

Ning Ning thought for a moment and looked at Chu Yun again.

Although she really wanted to agree, she also knew that she was Shang Wenqi's person, and he was the one who could really decide whether to stay or go.

Meeting Ning Ning's gaze, Shang Wenqi spoke up for the first time: "I will listen to my wife."

Ning Ning smiled softly upon hearing this: "If that's the case, I'll be honored to refuse."

"Thank you Miss Si."

The happiest person was Madam Xiao. Her eyes lit up instantly and her smile became brighter.

In this way, Ning Ning and Shang Wenqi were one step closer to going to Kyoto safely. Naturally, they would have to stay in the prefectural mansion for the next few days.

At this time, the butler took them to the guest room. Although it was not luxurious, it was not much different from the prefect's residence after all.

Ning Ning sat in the house looking at the scenery outside. It was true that this ancient courtyard with pavilions, towers, pine trees and red flowers was particularly quiet and beautiful.

She couldn't help but imagine what her future yard would look like.

"Can you handle it?"

Just as Ning Jing was enjoying her future, Shang Wenqi glanced at her indifferently.

“?” Ning Ning was confused.

"Si Yang, the best dancer in the world, can be your instructor, and you..." Shang Wenqi stopped there, but even a fool could understand the second half of his words.

Ning Ning blinked innocently: "You underestimate me too much. After all, I am the most talented woman in Minzhou."

"Self-proclaimed?"

“Uh…” Ning Ning was embarrassed: “We selected this internally in Minzhou and never publicized it. It’s normal that you don’t know about it.”

"Heh." Shang Wenqi laughed rarely.

I have to say that he is quite good-looking, and when he suddenly curled the corners of his lips, he looked even more devilish and wild.

Ning Ning curled her lips: "If you don't believe it, forget it."

"Just think it over carefully. The prefect's daughter has learned as many skills as you have. If you only have ordinary skills, you may not be able to deceive her."

"Do not worry."

Ning Ning said this, but she was unsure in her heart, after all, she was not the real Si Yang.

But it is difficult to back down from the tiger's position, so the only option is to go ahead forcefully.

"I'm going to retreat now, please don't disturb me." Ning Ning gave the instructions in a proud manner and then followed suit by sitting cross-legged on the chaise longue and starting to meditate on things related to dance.

Dance is popular in Daliang, and the current Princess Zhuang Yan is crazy about it. A large-scale dance contest is held every year on the Flower Festival. All unmarried girls, regardless of their family background, can participate. The girl who wins first place can not only meet the princess and receive generous rewards, but also become famous and have matchmakers come to her door frequently.

Because of this, almost every family in Daliang practiced dancing. Wealthy cities would even have special dance studios for girls to learn the art, and wealthy families would even hire special teachers.

All in all, dancing is as normal to Daliang as eating.

The original owner had naturally learned dancing, but Minzhou was too far away from Kyoto, and her teacher was from Xining, and the dance style she was good at was more Western style.

If I were to give instructions based on the dance in the original owner's memory, I might actually be discovered.

Thinking of this, Ning Ning approached Shang Wenqi with a serious face and asked, "Have you ever seen Si Yang dance?"

“……” Shang Wenqi looked at her coldly, as if saying: Are you panicking now?

Ning Ning said shamelessly: "It's mainly because the dance trends in the north and south are different. My teacher is from Xining and is good at Western dance. I really don't know what Si Yang can dance."

In the original owner's memory, the dance of Si Yang, the best dancer in the world, could only be described with eight words: "wind blowing, snow whirling, swallows flying, dragons swimming".

Although these eight words are beautiful, it is undeniable that they are very abstract.

Ning Ning really couldn't imagine what style she had based on this, so she had to ask Shang Wenqi.

but……

Ning Ning folded her arms and stared at Shang Wenqi for a long time, then shook her head regretfully. Forget it, this guy doesn't look like the kind of person who would go to a dance studio to watch people dance.

I'm afraid he doesn't know what Si Yang is like.

Ning Ning felt regretful and was wondering whether she should ask the system for help when Shang Wenqi spoke.

"Si Yang is good at dancing on tiptoe, with a focus on lightness, dexterity, agility and etherealness. It is true that her figure is very soft and agile, but it must be said that her light gauze and silk greatly help. The original lightness of only 7 points becomes points with the dancing sleeves. People call her flying swallows and swimming dragons like the wind and snow."

Shang Wenqi analyzed Si Yang's dance expressionlessly, which shocked Ning Ning.

“You’ve actually seen it!”

Shang Wenqi glanced at her, not understanding what she meant.

"Oh my god, you actually went to see it! You are a person who visits dance halls, it's hard to imagine."

Ning Ning's face was filled with shock. She had just assumed that Shang Wenqi didn't have such elegant tastes, but she didn't expect to be slapped in the face so soon.

What’s even more exaggerated is that he can explain it clearly and it seems as if he has studied it seriously.

When it came to his own private affairs, Shang Wenqi put his hands up his sleeves and said nothing more.

Ning Ning curled her lips and said, "Don't be like that. We are allies now and we need to help each other. See if this is the type."

Ning Ning stood up and warmed up beside her, rubbing her ankles, shaking her knees and stretching her legs. Shang Shang Wenqi was stunned by the series of strange movements.

Ning Ning didn't care. After all, she was preparing for a big fight and had to warm up herself to avoid getting hurt later.

When she stretched her body, she found that her muscles were quite soft. She tried to bend her feet to her ears and it was done easily.

"Oh?" Ning Ning seemed to have discovered a new world, and could not help but throw a few side kicks and back kicks, but she was able to easily turn it to 180 degrees and even stretch it outwards.

Shang Wenqi looked at the person in front of him acting like a monkey and couldn't help but frown. He glanced at the person's little foot calmly and thought, it would be funny if it sprained again.

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