Eighty percent of those who are watching the fun are not consumers.
"Can you sing 'Peach Leaves Are Pointed'?" asked a young man in fancy clothes on the second floor of the tavern.
The shopkeeper hurried to ask the owner of the small troupe, who simply shook his head: "No."
Ye Hongxue asked, "Rumor has it that not long ago, our Majesty sang a stunning piece of music in front of Wuya Peak. Do you know how to sing it?" Aren't you embarrassing him? You, Ye Hongxue, have only heard the lyrics, not the tune. How can you expect him to sing it?
"No." The class owner continued to shake his head.
"Then what can you sing?" the young man in fancy clothes asked again.
Ye Hongxue couldn't help but look at the tyrant emperor who was quietly eating beside him. Doesn't he know how to sing? Why not let him sing a couple of songs for us to hear?
No! If he sings, won't he expose their whereabouts?
The tyrant emperor must have known those songs better than anyone else. He was absolutely forbidden from singing, and he was also absolutely forbidden from discussing those bizarre topics. He was even forbidden from writing poems or couplets. It was possible that Zhang Dongzheng had given him a lot of poetry and songs to memorize, asking him to pretend to be a scholar...
She knew how shameless the tyrant was.
No matter what, Ye Hongxue didn't believe that the Royal Thresher, Building No. 2, and the Divine Crossbow were related to this tyrant. Even less did she believe that he could write such astonishing songs as "If Life Is Anything to Meet" and "Looking at the Sky, Clouds Move in All Directions"!
Baili Tang is like a liar. He told nine lies, and when he told the tenth lie, he finally told the truth, but no one dared to believe him anymore.
The small troupe went to the second floor, facing the street, and began to sing. This way, the neighbors passing by below could see them. Soon, dozens of people gathered and stopped to watch.
The woman's voice was very soft, but she was singing an old-fashioned song from Jingguo, with nothing original about it.
The young man in fancy clothes immediately became unhappy: "Boss, if they keep singing, I won't eat at your shop anymore. Do you think I've never seen the world? Which girl in Cuiyi Tower doesn't know this song?"
The shopkeeper knew the identity of this elegantly dressed young man and could not afford to offend him, so he groveled and said, "Master, please calm down. How about this? I will spare you this meal today!"
"I'll give you two choices. One, kick them out immediately; two, wait until I'm full and satisfied before they continue singing."
"Hey! Who do you think you are? Even a tyrant emperor wouldn't be as arrogant as you." Ye Hongxue taunted. She was deliberately causing trouble. After all, she wouldn't be the one getting beaten up.
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