Chapter Seventeen: The Song of Mortals
Wang Yunli was taken aback for a moment, and then he couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of it all. Brother Zhu was indeed an extraordinary person, even his words were so unconventional.
"Hum..." A burst of intense piano sound, as if in sync with this shocking move, a soft voice came from inside the painting boat: "Good internal skill, young master!"
"Miss Yun overpraised me, I only know some superficial skills," Wang Yunli clasped his fists together, but at this moment his face looked slightly pale, presumably he rarely used this move and it consumed too much of his true energy.
Wang Xiaonian walked out of the attic, expressionless, seemingly clear in his mind about the strength Wang Yunlie had shown. He wrinkled his small nose: "Several of my elder cousins have such strength, if you dare to be presumptuous in front of me again, I'll let them slap you to death with one palm."
The little kid pouted, with a faint blush under his tender skin. Zhu Ziming couldn't help but laugh and said: "Is taking advantage of others also considered a skill? If you're so capable, come on and slap me to death, I won't fight back."
Although he knew I didn't know martial arts, he was still talking nonsense. Wang Xiaonian gritted his teeth and stopped speaking, secretly thinking to himself: Let's go for now, when my brother is not around, you'll see how I'll teach you a lesson.
Xianyun Lake was quiet as a cicada in winter, and only the sound of Yun Wanqing's voice could be heard again: "Zhu Gongzi, although your good friend has spoken up for you, but you don't show any gratitude, can this be considered over?"
Yun Wenyue's meaning is very clear. Wang Yunli took action for you, that was using violence to control violence. If you have the ability, use virtue to persuade people, taking action is not what a gentleman would do!
Wang Yunli heard this and felt slightly embarrassed, earlier it was just a moment of impulsiveness, he had acted without thinking too much, these people were just some unarmed scholars, fighting them was truly somewhat inappropriate, and unbefitting of a martial artist.
Yun Wenyue bit her lip, and Zhu Ziming knew he couldn't avoid it. He smiled: "Since that's the case, I'll make a fool of myself. But I really can't sing any tunes, how about I sing a song for everyone instead?"
Song? Everyone was stunned and didn't know what he wanted to sing.
Under the gaze of many questioning eyes, Zhu Ziming took a deep breath and sang:
We are all ordinary people living in this world
Rushing about all day, not a moment's rest
Since you're not an immortal, it's inevitable to have distracting thoughts.
Morality on both sides, profit in the middle
Many heroes have fallen for a beauty's smile
Many birds in the forest have become swallows flying separately
Life is short, why bother with bitter love
Lover is gone, who to cry injustice to
Tell me when have you ever seen this world change for people
Having the face one has always dreamed of, is it equivalent to possessing spring?
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Fresh melody, majestic vocals, this song seems to have sung out the vicissitudes of life in a tune that no one has ever heard before, as if it also sang out heroic passion and grandeur, making people's hearts surge with excitement and feel the helplessness of life.
Wonderful, it's really wonderful! Everyone's heart was like a stormy sea, extremely excited.
The Xianyun Lake is eerily quiet at this moment, as if a falling needle could be heard.
You and I are ordinary people, living in the world, busy every day, not a moment to spare. Since we are not immortals, it's hard to avoid having miscellaneous thoughts, morality is put aside, and profit is placed in the middle. How many men have been angry for the sake of beauty, how many birds in the same forest have become flying geese... Many sarcastic remarks, many helplessness, jumping on paper. And the last few sentences: "When did you ever see this world change for people, having a dreamy face, is it considered owning spring?" But even more so, it makes one think deeply, and can be called the finishing touch: complaining about the past, we still have to live, and must face every day, and must also live positively.
Among the sighs of the crowd, someone had already secretly shed tears, as if thinking of past events.
It has to be admitted that Zhu Ziming conquered everyone with a song of Li Zongsheng's "Ordinary People".
"This tune is refreshing, the lyrics are not only grand but also retain their spirituality, and the singing is also very pleasant. In the attic, Yun Wanqing hums softly, still savoring the shocking melody."
Although I knew Brother Zhu had some talent, I never thought he would sing such a unique song. The singer's heart is boiling, yet filled with emotions and thoughts, what a strange and wonderful song!
At this moment, Wang Xiaonian, who was always at odds with Zhu Ziming, looked at him with an unusual glint in his eyes...
"He sang of the vicissitudes of life, he sang of love and hate in this world. What a wonderful tune! An elderly gentleman on a painted barge stroked his white beard and sighed: 'Zhu Gongzi is indeed learned and talented, to have created such an exquisite melody, I am impressed.'"
Even this old gentleman couldn't help but praise him, and others were even more amazed. At this time, no one dared to underestimate Zhu Ziming, who was just a son-in-law.
"Zhu Gongzi, can you tell me the name of this tune?" Yun Wenyi asked with sparkling eyes.
"Song of the Common People."
"Mortal Song......" Yun Wenyue murmured a sentence, softly saying: "Good name."
The first sentence of this song is "You and I are ordinary people, living in the world..." The name of the song "Ordinary People" is quite apt. Ziyun Qing said gently: "Zhu Gongzi is talented, I admire him, please come aboard and let's have a chat."
Zhu Ziming's previous song has already made Yun Wenyin surrender, and she can't help but feel inferior. The promise she just made in front of everyone will naturally be fulfilled.
"Ahh..." The crowd let out a soft gasp of amazement, but not a hint of discontent. Zhu Dajunzi was completely qualified to enter the Cloud Beauty's pavilion, it was just that in their hearts they couldn't help but feel jealous and envious, after all she was the number one beauty of Lingyun City.
Under the complex gaze of the crowd, Zhu Ziming smiled and said: "Miss Yun's kindness is appreciated, so this can be avoided, right?"
He actually rejected me... Yun Cai Nü's breathing stagnated, and her beautiful eyes had a faint hint of resentment. Was I not worthy enough to meet him? Or did he simply not want to see me?
Master Zhu's words are undoubtedly making it impossible for Yun Cai to save face. The other party had even sent an invitation, and you're rejecting them like this - how is Yun Cai supposed to see people in the future?
Is the son-in-law of the Shen family out of his mind? The crowd shook their heads and sighed. Many princes and young masters wanted to see Yun Cairen, but it was as difficult as ascending to heaven. This kid actually didn't want to see...
Suddenly, it occurred to them that Zhu Ziming was actually the son-in-law of the Shen family, with a lowly status. Could it be that he was too self-abased to dare meet Yun Miss? But earlier when he sang, his heroic and confident demeanor was evident, so it's hard to tell what he's thinking in his heart. Everyone pondered this in their minds, wondering if he was trying to play hard to get?
It's not that Zhu Ziming didn't want to meet her, but he was thinking of dealing with the tigress at home first. For now, he could only keep a low profile and avoid getting entangled with this cold beauty during this critical moment. How could he provoke the renowned Yun Cai Nü?
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