Obviously, there are many people who feel Xu Qilin, and there are several of them in Qianniu. If you don’t have to get up early and run to the hall to hold a broken knife and put on a wooden carving, the princes must cheer and have fun happily.

Before Xu Qilin arrived home, Cheng Chubi and Yuchi Huan came to visit the mansion. Although they were idle, they left behind words and had a party and drink at Guiyun Pavilion in Yankangfang at noon tomorrow.

These guys are so suffocating. His Majesty Li Er had just left and had a party and drink. It sounded like he was having a carnival like he was released from the cage and was released after his sentence.

Brother, don’t laugh at the second brother. Xu Qilin actually has this mentality. Think about tomorrow’s arrangements, go to Dayingku to catch up, listen to the progress report, and explain the work, and you can have a leisurely leisurely!

Xu Qilin thought beautifully, sat on the recliner in the yard and watched two magpies flying around on the big tree in front of the window, busy building a house!

Generally speaking, magpies raised by hand are more clingy since childhood. However, because Xu Qilin can communicate with magpies, it is almost the same as those raised by hand.

Scarlett brought the plate and bowl over, which contained crushed dessert residue, and the bowl was clean water. It was placed on the open space and retreated to Xu Qilin.

Xu Qilin also showed off and whistled loudly. Two magpies flew down and jumped on the ground and sang.

"Go and eat!" Xu Qilin reached out and issued a simple command. The two magpies chirped a few times and ran to eat and drink water.

The magpies' IQ is not a big deal, and it takes a short time to understand the meaning of a simple command.

Scarlett made a sound of surprise and admiration, and said with a smile: "Alang is so powerful that he can make the birds so obedient."

"You can do it if you are familiar with each other." Xu Qilin was proud and said a few humble words, "It's better for you to name them so that you can get closer to you in the future."

Scarlett smiled twice, tilted his head to look at the two birds, thought for a while before tentatively saying, "Is that slightly bigger male bird?"

After receiving Xu Qilin's affirmative answer, Scarlett said with confidence: "The male bird calls Xiaoqi, and the female bird calls Xixi, what does Alang think?"

On the Chinese Valentine's Day, the Magpie Bridge meets! Xu Qilin smiled and nodded and said, "It's very good, it's very meaningful, and it's just right for the magpie."

Scarlett smiled with his lips pursed, and asked again after a while: "The magpies seem to be unable to speak. Are they stupider than parrots?"

Sister, being able to speak has nothing directly to do with stupidity, but depends on the physiological structure of the bird. To be smart, it is OK to throw a parrot several streets!

Xu Qilin scratched his head and said, "Magpie can speak, but it is not as good as parrots, but they are very smart. Well, it may be equivalent to a two or three-year-old baby!"

Oh, Scarlett nodded, and his eyes at the magpie changed again.

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The melodious sound of the piano turned and fell, and suddenly gradually rose, like the gurgling water of a stream suddenly pouring into the river, suddenly wide and grand.

Amid the music, A Ke's clear voice was like a boat in the water, rising and falling.

After the song was sung, the lingering sound was lingering. After a long time, the listeners who were immersed in the music and singing woke up slowly and received warm applause and cheers. There were also rich and powerful people who were happy to hear it, shouting and throwing the copper coins onto the stage.

Mrs. Zheng stood up next to the Qin, held A Ke's hand lightly, bowed to the audience to thank him. There were many listeners, but Mrs. Zheng still saw the man, smiled foolishly, and applauded vigorously.

He nodded to Wu Song imperceptibly, and Madam Zheng led A Ke to collect the piano and turned it into the backstage. Someone took the piano to the stage and continued the performance of the music singing and dancing in the brothel.

That’s right, there is a tile house railing next to Zuixiao Tower. Each railing is equivalent to a small cinema, closed, and the audience or listeners buy tickets to enter.

Each performer in the brothel does not have to ask for a small amount of money, and it is divided according to the ticket income. If you perform well, you will have more people to watch and earn more; if you are poor in skills, you will have to go to the streets to play tricks.

Zheng Tuantuan and A Ke were very satisfied with this. They did not have to beg for a beggar or deal with the audience, which was easy to worry.

Other performers may be worried about their livelihood, but Zheng Tuantuan is the resident piano player in the brothel, and A Ke is the resident singer. Xu Qilin has already made a statement and has a fixed monthly income and does not participate in the ticket sharing.

Moreover, as a teacher who teaches Xiao Zhao's qin skills, Xu Qilin also gave a generous tuition fee, and even arranged a small courtyard next to the tiled house for Zheng Tuantuan and A Ke to live in.

Of course, Zheng Tuantuan was uneasy about this. Because she learned seven rhythms from Xu Qilin and learned simple music.

Xu Qilin didn't take it seriously, and felt that it would be better for Mrs. Zheng to improve the music level of the Tang Dynasty, so he would have to work hard! But in ancient times, this was no less than teaching secret techniques. Mrs. Zheng would be grateful for his whole life.

Today's performance was over. Zheng Tuantuan led A Ke out of the backstage and back to the courtyard where he lived. The two walked very slowly and knew that someone would follow him.

At first, Mrs. Zheng asked Xu Qilin for music in Xu's mansion and taught Xiao Zhao to play the piano. If it was not too early, Xu Qilin would definitely want his servants to send them back.

Wu Song didn't know whether he was admiring or pitying them, so he always rushed to see him off and sent him home.

After a long time, Wu Song took over some heavy work, such as carrying water, carrying firewood, buying rice, buying noodles, etc. It was really a human being, he would do it when he went, and leave after he finished doing it, without saying much.

Later, when Wu Song had free time, he usually went to the brothel to listen to the songs in the evening. He said he was just a supporter and also had the responsibility of maintaining order. If a person who was a quarrel made a fist, he would greet him without waiting for the security guard to take action.

Mrs. Zheng knew that Xu Qilin had gone to the village to stay temporarily. As soon as she saw Wu Xiang, she knew that Xu Qilin was back. Mrs. Zheng was still grateful to Wu Xiang, a simple man. As for the relationship between men and women, it is probably not yet possible.

When he walked to the gate of his own courtyard, Wu Song followed, holding a bag of oil paper in his hand.

"Brother Wu." Zheng Tuantuan gave a gift and reached out to invite Wu Song into the yard.

Oh, well, Wu Song entered the yard, grunted twice, and did not go into the house, and handed the oil paper bag over, and said stutteringly, "I thought the grilled fish on the farm was good. After I came back, I roasted two of them myself."

"Thank you, Brother Wu." Although A Ke couldn't see his eyes, he felt very sharp. He reached out to take the oil paper bag and smiled and said, "Well, I smell the fragrance, it must be delicious."

Wu Song smiled silly and said, "Boil it on the fire and it will be delicious if it is hot! That, let's say goodbye first."
Chapter completed!