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Chapter 8 The best wine in Xiuchun Tower

"Young Master, is it any benefit to figure out these questions?"

Hongyu asked in confusion.

"The benefits?" Chen Ming smiled slightly, thinking of the grand scene of his own world, and sat down and said leisurely: "Thinking through these problems can make the world no longer hungry, everyone can eat a full meal, change new clothes every year, have a support for the elderly, have some teachings for the young, fly to the sky, move mountains and fill the seas, transmit voices for thousands of miles, and control the celestial phenomena."

"How can the young master learnt really be like this?" Taohua suddenly stood up, staring at Chen Ming with beautiful eyes and asked. The other women were also staring at Chen Ming in shock. It was really that the scene described by Chen Ming was too scary, but it made people fascinated.

If this can be done, wouldn’t it be that the saints are alive?

Chen Ming glanced at her and chuckled and said, "Why should the poster be so excited? I'm just talking casually. Even if I can really achieve what I said, it will not be a one-day effort."

Taohua was so upset that she was so upset. Is this possible or not? Looking at the smile in Chen Ming's eyes, Taohua gritted her teeth in hatred. Knowing that Chen Ming was definitely doing this on purpose, she calmed down and sat down, smiling and said, "Young Master, don't blame me. It's really the scene that the young master said, even if it's a Taohua woman, the other one, I can't help but yearn for it. I just dare to ask what family the young master learned? The human race, the six countries, the various schools of thought, and Taohua didn't hear that there was a family that could do what the young master said."

Chen Ming smiled and said with some bad taste: "The way I learned is called science, which includes all things. It is summarized by countless ancestors in the sect and hundreds of schools of thought. It is normal that the poster has never heard of it."

Ask, I will tell you, if you know, you will be a hell.

"Science... I have never heard of it." Taohua frowned, but she couldn't remember that she had heard of this school of thought.

"It's better for us to continue the music. We just remembered a few songs, which can better understand them in the form of singing." Chen Ming smiled and gently exposed the topic just now.

He had a long plan in his mind that he should leave after seeking some merits in Xiuchun Tower. After all, the brothel is not a place to live for a long time, and he was too lazy to make a fuss here, so he planned to find a place outside the city to build a college, and to modernize the layout of that academy. Even if he came to this strange ancient world, he still wanted to pursue a more modern atmosphere.

After all, that is a world. It is a native world. Chinese people pay attention to returning to their roots, and it is difficult to get rid of their hometown.

How can I let go easily?

I just don’t know if I can go back after fully mastering the authority of the heavenly way of this world?

A hint of sunkenness appeared in Chen Ming's eyes. For this, he had to manage his academy well.

"Oh? I don't know what the song is?"

Mo Ran, who was sitting opposite Chen Ming, asked curiously. Chen Ming glanced at her and had to say that this woman was extremely beautiful and had delicate skin. She had no vulgarity in her body, but instead had a fairy spirit.

"You will know if you sing a song from my hometown, girls." Chen Ming said with a smile, and then he began to write the whole song in the form of a simple score. During this process, he silently used the seeds of the Heavenly Dao to exchange for calligraphy. This thing is not expensive at all, probably the amount of merit obtained when teaching the Hongyu stitch score before.

"The sound of immortal songs, the spirit of jade flutes, the wine cup, rain and dew."

"The sword dances lightly, and it is as cool as the shadow of the white robe."

“…”

The women were lying gently with Chen Ming's writing. Some were curious, some frowned, and some had tried to play the piano with the simplified score.

"This first song is called the Exiled Immortal." Chen Ming chuckled, with a little nostalgic in his eyes. He fell in love with ancient style songs because of the girl in college. Later, he often listened to various piano music, including popular ancient style songs. At this time, he was just missing these women's music. At least, if he heard these songs, he would feel less lonely.

After writing one, Chen Ming pulled the ink-filled paper and handed it to them. He was about to write the second one, but suddenly stopped writing and looked at Taohua and said, "People from Taohua, it's too boring to have fun but wine. Can you deliver the wine you promised to be given now?"

"It's all right." Taohua smiled and signaled Qingyi. Qingyi nodded and left. Chen Ming smiled slightly and continued to pick up his pen to write the second poem.

"What is there to transform into something, and you can sense things and know the spring and autumn."

"I want to prepare for it, and I keep my pen."

“…”

Some girls read the first song, while others read the second song.

"The lyrics written by the young master are very strange, not like any lyrics, but they are very artistic and the songs are also very nice."

"What my sister said is that although the words written by Mr. Chen are not like any lyrics, they make me seem to see the banished immortal who is lying drunk in the mortal world. This second poem tells a story about going down the mountain from Xizhou to save the people. Isn't it just about Mr. Chen himself? But what is the poem and what is this Guan Jiu?"

"Maybe it was a poem about the hometown of Gongzi? Or maybe it was written by Gongzi."

“…”

The girls whispered, and Chen Ming finished writing the second poem. He put the pen down and grabbed the red jade at his hand and drank it all. The wine was slightly yellow, the taste was faint, and it also had a sweet taste. Just this wine, just this cup, he couldn't get drunk even if he had a thousand cups. Although he was a little unhappy, it was pretty good.

"How about the young master?" Taohua asked with a faint eyes, staring at Chen Ming with a smile.

"It's okay, it's just the Taohua Tower owner. I don't know how to drink the best wine to the Guilou?" Chen Ming asked with some regret.

The best wine? Mo Ran and others looked at Taohua with strange expressions. Who didn’t know that the best wine in Xiuchunlou was the daughter Hong, who belonged to Taohua?

Chen Ming didn't wait for Taohua to answer, and raised the paper and said with a smile: "This second song is called "Blowing Dreams to Xizhou". It is feasible for all the two songs to play by the girls only using the piano and Xiao."

After saying that, he handed the song in his hand to Mo Ran beside him. She saluted slightly and took it. She watched with her beautiful eyes. The lyrics of the second song were much more than the first song. She wrinkled with beauty. After taking a look, she passed the music score down. Then she turned to look at Chen Ming and said, "This second song is much more complicated than the first song. Why not test the first song for the young master first?"

"Oh?" Chen Ming looked at her with great interest and asked, "Can Miss Mo Ran play it?"

Xiaoqi, who sat opposite Mo Ran with long soft and long purple hair, said proudly: "Sister Mo Ran is the person with the highest music among us."

Mo Ran smiled slightly and didn't refute it. The fact is the same. She is the courtesan of Xiuchunlou's music!

"Okay! Miss Mo Ran can try it." Chen Ming said with interest, then picked up the red jade and drank it all. When everyone was delivering the guqin to Mo Ran, Chen Ming turned to look at Taohua and asked, "Owner, I don't know which question I just mentioned, is there any answer?"
Chapter completed!
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