Thousand Faces Lock Royal Heart

"What are you laughing at? Is it so ridiculous? My master has heard all of Yujiao's songs, and I don't know which ones, hum!" Zhan Linglong raised his head, without any sign of embarrassment, perhaps because he was a little drunk, He didn't feel ashamed anymore, and it seemed to him that he couldn't help Yujiao was the most embarrassing.

Everyone started to commotion again, with loud laughter, cursing, and cheering, endless...

Zhan Jin hid her face and didn't dare to stand up again. Her young master must be crazy, otherwise how could she be so crazy? She bit her handkerchief and stared blankly at her young master.

"Everyone be quiet first, listen to me and say a few words." It was Wei Ke who spoke, he comforted everyone loudly, and continued: "Please give my master a thin face. What my master means is that since this young master is so If he insists on helping Miss Yujiao, then he is willing to do what this young master wishes, and let this young master sing instead of Miss Yujiao, and everyone's account will be charged to my master today, everyone thinks it is good."

"Okay, okay, I agree." Soon someone responded.

"It's good if someone treats you."

"I would also like to see how this young master replaces Miss Yujiao."

"Interesting, kind of interesting."

With a playful attitude, everyone clapped their hands and applauded, and agreed immediately.

"Young master, my master agrees that you can replace Miss Yujiao, but there is one condition." Wei Ke said to Zhan Linglong condescendingly.

"Conditions? What conditions? Hmph! I'm afraid you won't succeed, tell me!" Zhan Linglong put on a posture, and Ren Jun came over.

"The song you sing must satisfy my master, otherwise we won't pay the bill."

"You're right. If you're not satisfied, you don't have to pay the bill. But if you make things difficult on purpose, after all, we didn't get along very well just now." Zhan Linglong lowered his voice slightly when he thought of his reckless behavior just now. , but his worries were not unreasonable.

"In this way, I would like to ask everyone sitting here to be a witness. If this young master sings to everyone's satisfaction, then my master will naturally be satisfied. If everyone is not satisfied, then don't blame our master and servant for being rude. You have to seek justice for what you did today." Wei Ke looked like he was waiting for a good show, waiting for Zhan Linglong to make a fool of himself, obviously he still had a grudge against his rudeness just now.

"Okay, let's order some music." Zhan Linglong jumped onto the stage, nodded to Yujiao, opened his robe and sat in front of the piano to wait for orders.

"Young Master Ling, you really don't have to be like this. Yujiao understands your affection for Yujiao." Yujiao's eyes were full of emotion and tears.

"Miss Yujiao, don't worry about it. This little thing won't bother me." Zhan Linglong only thought about how to save face. He only felt pity for Yujiao, but he was not as affectionate as the other party thought. , Passionately.

"Then let's order the music. My master heard that Miss Yujiao's opera singing is amazing." Wei Ke gave Yujiao a thumbs up as he spoke, then fixed his eyes on Zhan Linglong, and continued: "Just Please, son, sing a piece of "Farewell My Concubine" to wish my master good luck."

Everyone clicked their tongues. No one expected that Mr. Huang was not listening to a song, but an opera. This was indeed a bit embarrassing for Mr. Ling. Everyone focused their eyes on Zhan Linglong to see how he would deal with it, curious With a look forward to.

Zhan Linglong was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, stood up, took a few steps forward, cupped his hands and said, "I'm making a fool of myself." After finishing speaking, he cleared his voice, opened his arms slightly, and swung Chu Bawang's hands He sang with a straight voice: "Strengthen the mountain and the world is overwhelming, and the time is not good. The time is not dying. What is the time is not dying, what is the reason for the dying, what is the reason for the dying." Every move shows the heroic spirit of the overlord of Chu.

The audience applauded repeatedly, wishing to throw copper plates, silver dollars, gold and silver jewels on the stage to cheer him up like in the theater garden, which made Zhan Linglong, who was already proud, even more confident.

Unexpectedly, Wei Ke interrupted with a loud shout: "My lord sang the wrong song."

Everyone was puzzled, thinking that Mr. Huang shouldn't be someone who deliberately seeks faults, Zhan Linglong already has great singing skills, and his style is also at the level of a famous actor, so why can't he satisfy his wishes.

"Hmph! Everyone has seen that there are a lot of adults. Mr. Huang, who is capable of boating in the prime minister's stomach, wants to deliberately make things difficult for me. Everyone must uphold a fair attitude and judge me." Zhan Ling raised his head, Start pulling sympathy votes for yourself.

"Mr. Huang, this is your fault. It was agreed at the beginning. Everyone thinks that he sings well, so let him go. You can't go back on your word, everyone will see it." One person raised the head Said.

"Yes, yes, everyone said how did this young master sing just now?"

"That's just one word, it's not inferior to those famous actors I heard in Liyuan before."

"That's right, what this young master said is good, and every line of his singing really shows his real kung fu."

Everyone talked in a hurry, and they turned the limelight to Zhan Linglong overwhelmingly.

Zhan Linglong was very pleased with himself, he shook his head and waited to see how this Mr. Huang would end up, and he still obediently carried out the ten thousand taels of gold.

"Don't be impatient, everyone. It's not too late to make a decision after listening to what I have to say," Wei Ke said calmly.

Shuozhen was always waving his fan and sitting in the wing room, as if he had nothing to do with himself and hung it high, leisurely and contented.

"Okay, let's just listen to him explain what makes sense." The person who took the lead just now obviously also understands reason, and helped to calm everyone's impetuous emotions.

"Just now my master also admitted that this young master's interpretation of the Overlord of Western Chu is indeed very lifelike, with helplessness in his domineering, and a bit of sadness in his helplessness. I believe that people who know how to sing can sing better than many famous masters. One chip."

"Then why is your master dissatisfied? Why do you have to make things difficult for him?" Someone asked impatiently.

Wei Ke smiled meaningfully, looked at the coquettish Yujiao beside him and said, "May I ask everyone, if this girl Yujiao sings "Farewell My Concubine", can she sing this part?"

"Ah?...This..."

"Think about it, everyone, this pretty girl like a flower will naturally not be able to sing the Overlord, but she should be the beauty Yu Ji who I still feel pity for, don't you think so?" Wei Ke said seriously.

"That's a good point." Someone nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, but can you ask your master to be lenient, after all, this son is indeed a good singer, and it's really not easy." Someone pleaded for Zhan Linglong.

"How can this be possible? Without rules, nothing can be achieved. How can the conditions set at the beginning be changed at will." Some people insisted.

"Yeah, I don't think we can just pass the test like this."

"Hey, they are all out for entertainment, why bother so much."

"He gave out 1 taels of gold, of course it has to satisfy his heart, how can it be child's play."

Wei Ke looked at his master, Shuozhen closed the folding fan, moved to the outside of the wing room, and stood imposingly on the upper floor, condescendingly looking down on all heroes, with the aura of dominating the world.

Everyone quieted down and looked at Shuozhen in a fine attire, waiting for his final instructions. Whether Zhan Linglong would pass the level or repeat it, all he had to say was a word from him.

He opened the folding fan again with a "snap," shook it a few times, and said with a smile: "I don't think it's easy for this little brother. He didn't intend to make things difficult. It's because this little brother is too persistent. I think it's not easy." Let's forget it. Wei Ke, order someone to carry the ten thousand taels of gold to Miss Yujiao." After that, he walked towards the stairs, Wei Ke followed him, gave Zhan Linglong a look, and followed Master leaves.

Shuozhen stepped down the stairs under the eyes of everyone, and walked towards the gate of Yuxuan Pavilion. His noble temperament shocked the audience. It seemed that everyone was guessing the origin of this person. He must not be a nobleman, but also a rich man. , after all, the ostentation of spending thousands of dollars is not something ordinary people can do.