After Qiao Yunting returned home, he told Qiao Xin the Emperor's order, and Qiao Xin's eyes lit up!
"Oh, why didn't you tell me earlier? I was just wondering where to find a singing girl, and now I'm sleepy and it's just the right time to find a pillow. Your Majesty is so kind!"
Qiao Erlang's scalp exploded: "Grandma, you're not going to add more people, are you? Our house is already lively enough!"
"Jia, it's such a good opportunity, don't waste it if you don't use it, go and select the people later! Erlang, you should have a long-term vision, we are not going to use this singing band once and then forget about it, in the future we can arrange for them to go to the Qiao family's teahouse to play musical instruments and sing, and then accompany them with a few tear-jerking stories. Isn't such a performance very novel?
Isn't it true that the current investment will be recovered very quickly? "
Qiao Erlang was stunned. He really didn't think about it.
My grandmother is so wise and resourceful!
Didn’t he say that grandma wouldn’t do such a boring thing? It turns out she was waiting here!
In recent years, Qiao's Teahouse has been telling the same old stories over and over again, and old tea drinkers can almost recite them by heart. The appeal to them has declined significantly.
For humans, once the threshold of excitement is raised, it can never be lowered.
Simple routine stories can no longer meet the needs of customers. It is the perfect time to come up with some new entertainment projects!
"So what is grandma going to do? You can't let someone play the suona on the stage every day, right? Is there any hope for life then?"
Qiao Silang was not happy to hear this.
"You're dreaming. You want to play it every day. Don't even think about whether people will be patient enough to listen to it. Think about whether the suona player can persist! Do you really think this is a skill that is easy to learn?"
Qiao Yunting poured cold water on his nephews who were arguing endlessly.
"Alright, alright, the man hasn't even arrived yet and you two are already arguing. Your Majesty only said he would lend him, not give him. It's not certain whether the Music Bureau is willing to release him or not."
Qiao Xin is very confident.
"Of course I will. I don't want those who are good-looking, have a sweet voice, and are skilled in playing the instruments."
"So what kind are you looking for?"
Everyone is really curious. When watching singing and dancing, they either listen to the sounds or watch the graceful dancing moves.
If they don’t choose these, they really can’t figure out what else to choose?
She looks ugly and has a hoarse voice, so she can't enter the Jiaofangsi!
"But even if we find the right person, there's no one to write lyrics and compose music for us?"
The rise of Qingyang Academy made scholars from other academies hostile to the Qiao family. It was probably impossible to ask talented people among them to write lyrics and compose music.
It is not impossible for my grandmother to ask the teachers and students of Qingyang Academy for help, but they will inevitably be under tremendous pressure afterwards, which is probably not what my grandmother wants to see.
Sure enough, everyone heard Qiao Xin laugh and say, "I don't even let them interfere with the music, let alone write the lyrics!"
Those people only write elegant words and are experts in highbrow literature. They follow the path of "elite literature" which is destined to be unpopular and have completely different ideas from those of Qiao Xin!
What's more, no one takes the Qiao family seriously from the bottom of their hearts, isn't that true even for some of the teachers in Qingyang Academy?
The reason why they can come here to teach is only because of Liang Shengming's reputation, not because of their Qiao family!
Qiao Xin puts herself in a very positive position, she doesn't care about what others think. She only looks at the results, and won't force it if it doesn't work out. It's just a few cheerful and positive songs!
She has been listening to songs that bring people positive energy since she was a child. What other music can compare to the spiritual food created by her hometown where people are supreme?
Qiao Xin was thinking secretly, but Qiao Sanlang thought that grandma was in trouble!
"What should I sing? Why don't I let my dad try? I can write it myself!"
"My dear grandson, why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken? I have collected some folk songs. The lyrics are straightforward and easy to understand. They sound elegant without any nonsense, but they are easy to remember. Ordinary people can sing them by themselves after listening to them three or five times!
What we want is the excitement, and everything else is secondary!"
Qiao Xin was not just talking. She went to the Jiaofang Bureau and went straight to the Jiaofang Chief and told him that she was only looking for people under the Poetry and Prose Commander and the Advancement Commander.
As the chief leader of the Jiaofangsi, Jiaofang Cheng naturally received the order from above early on and knew that the Qiao family would come over to borrow personnel and organize some folk activities.
I was originally worried that Qiao Xin would pick up their mainstay. I didn't expect that she would only look for people under the Poetry and Advancement Order.
The Poetry and Fu Order was responsible for writing and promoting poetry and fu.
The Order of the Advocate was responsible for musical performances at official occasions.
The two were a little reluctant at first when they heard the news.
But they had no choice but to receive Qiao Xin. In their opinion, Qiao Xin might be good in other aspects, but how could a little old lady from the countryside appreciate these elegant music?
Why would one need to wear a robe to attend court and show off?
Although they complained, they still served Qiao Xin respectfully in front of her.
"I don't know what the old lady wants, so I can find it according to your request!"
"Any male or female artist with high voice? I am not picky about appearance or age, as long as his voice meets my requirements!"
The Minister of Imperial Music was obviously stunned.
"It's that simple! It doesn't matter if you're older!"
"Then would the old lady be willing to use the 'front man' who is about to retire?"
"Um?"
Qiao Xin didn't understand what "the person in front" meant for a moment?
The Minister of the Imperial Academy immediately reacted when he saw Qiao Xin's expression, and quickly explained, "These people in front are the pillars of a band, but some of them are old and plan to leave the palace to get married, or they don't want to work in this industry anymore."
The management system of the Dajing Jiaofangsi was not as strict as that of later generations. For some artists, this was just a job. Although they were supervised by eunuchs, they had freedom and could leave on their own if they didn't want to do it anymore.
The Jiaofangsi in Dajing implemented a system similar to that of the Tang Dynasty, rather than the strict rules of the Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, and it gradually began to change.
Seeing Qiao Xin nod, the other party quickly summoned two people over.
One was a middle-aged man in his early forties, and the other was a woman in her twenties, but she was a little plump.
After some understanding, Qiao Xin found out that this man was actually composing music and writing lyrics.
However, his writing style was not in line with the taste of the current aristocracy, and he could only get a few performances. After a long time, he was inevitably discouraged. In addition, he was getting older, still had no achievements, and he had an old mother to take care of at home, so he decided to leave.
In his own words: My heart is like a dead tree, and my body is like an untied boat!
Qiao Xin translated: I can’t do it anymore. At my age, I have no car, no house, no savings, so I just want to lie down! Now I want to find a place to live in my old age!
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