My golden finger is delicious

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Qiuniang found out even more.

Maybe it’s not just about singing two books.

There are also some off-the-beaten-path ones that are not popular, but he also wants them.

Different genres of singing have different singing styles, and he also wants them.

He also wants a small word sign created by someone else.

Sing it again, slightly flawed.

Singing it well, let’s sing it again.

The maid he brought with him made a habit of boasting during the break: "Miss has restored many lost ancient singing styles according to the descriptions in ancient books."

Very good, the eyes over there are bright.

But she sang anyway.

Who told Wu Ding to give too much?

There are three boxes in front of her.

A box of gold, a box of silver, and a box of pearls.

This is the starting price.

If Qiuniang sings well, there will be more.

If Qiuniang sings too much, add more.

Not only that.

During the singing breaks, there is also a unique "jelly and jade dew" to soothe the throat.

Qiuniang didn't know what it was, and Mr. Shen didn't say anything either.

But as a professional singer, I have been singing for more than 20 years, so what kind of throat protector have I never used?

But after drinking this thirst-quenching jade dew, the effect is unprecedentedly good.

The vocal cords that were a little tired just now were immediately revived with full blood.

It seemed as if the non-stop singing for just half an hour was all fake.

Not only the voice, but also the energy and energy were restored.

When you put on makeup every day, you can feel the outstanding condition of your skin.

This delicate and rosy look without the need for powder was something she only had when she was in her teens.

Qiuniang was a little suspicious that this noble young master might have a monk background.

Otherwise, where would these rare good things come from?

With such speculation, Qiuniang's attitude towards Wu Ding... became even more distant.

A person like her has a humble status but is well-informed.

Welcoming and distinguished guests from wealthy families can always unintentionally reveal a lot of cross-class and cross-regional news.

Practitioners are not something they can touch.

And there is...

"Let's play that song again."

Qiuniang:…………

"yes."

No matter how good the working environment is and how high the remuneration is, it is not happy to have to work overtime.

Qiuniang thought she would go back to singing for a day.

Later it was delayed to two days, three days, four days...

Wu Ding, Qiuniang, and even Mr. Zhuang did not expect such a delay.

I usually feel nothing when singing and writing. But if you really sum it up, it’s really like a string pulling out a bunch of bells.

It's like someone suddenly posted a post to summarize the main genres, branches, origins, and characteristics of online literature.

There are also recommendations for classic online articles, popular recommendations, niche recommendations, recommendations that are of average quality but have something special about them, and recommendations that have been eliminated but were popular in the past.

Recommended by 404 but worth watching.

This is what Qiuniang is doing now.

The trick is, even if she forgets, Mr. Zhuang has countless books here.

Increase her workload anytime, anywhere.

If Mr. Zhuang hadn't sent someone here, they would have thought that something happened to their oiran and she died.

Until ten days later.

Qiuniang really can't sing any other genres or different singing methods.

I can't find any offbeat poems to supplement the database.

Finally, I returned home loaded with boxes of gold, silver and jewelry.

Looking at these treasures, Qiuniang even felt that her head was buzzing.

The whole person was in a trance.

Apart from the portion of these properties that were handed over, the remaining money was enough for her to choose a new life.

Even if you are in the Jiaofang Division, a low-level person is a low-level person.

Since ancient times, good people and bad people have not intermarryed.

From the moment she was sold into a brothel, her life was destined to be gloomy.

How many people can meet the love of your life and spend a lot of money to rescue you from prison?

Just one ten thousandth.

She has read Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing", and has also heard literati use this article to lament their depression and lack of ambition.

I lamented that the pipa girl's amazing skills were reduced to a business woman.

Every time she heard this, she made great efforts to restrain her jealousy and sarcasm.

How many of these high-minded scholars really think about them?

The young people in Wuling are fighting over their heads, and there are countless songs of red silk

Is this pipa girl so stupid that she doesn't know how to choose a good home among these "young men from Wuling" and wastes her time until she grows old?

No, it's those rich men who won't save them from the fire pit.

They have this strength and this background.

But their reputation and their future are the most important.

They are just playthings, no matter how much they appreciate and like them, they can just play with them.

Not worth the effort.

In the end, the businessman who is willing to spend huge amounts of money, connections, and efforts to marry her is the man that the girls are looking forward to.

Qiuniang thinks the hidden line of the story is the most reasonable.

There must be something wrong with the pipa girl's husband's business.

So after the Pipa Girl found out the information, she ran to block Bai Juyi's boat in the middle of the night and used her superb piano skills to obtain a poem and a half of Bai Juyi's poems.

Borrowing Bai Juyi's reputation to pave the way for his own business.

"Little Miss!!!"

After the maid finished counting the money, she was trembling with excitement.

"Money can make all the difference." This money is really too much.

"Whether you leave the Jiaofang Division or stay and change careers to become a godmother, they are both good options."

At least she doesn't have to be greeted or sent away anymore, and she doesn't have to be forced to do anything.

Qiuniang bowed heavily in the direction of Wuding.

Leave happily to welcome your new life.

Not long after Qiuniang left.

A white light fell from the sky, and a gentle and virtuous figure walked out of the white light with a loving and peaceful figure between her eyebrows.

Time has not eroded any trace on her face.

How beautiful she was ten years ago, she will only be even more beautiful ten years later.

Her youthful and beautiful face was filled with the happiness of being a wife and mother.

"God Lord."

Bai Suzhen knelt down and said a long blessing to Wu Ding.

There was excitement, emotion, joy, and endless longing in his expression.

"I knew you would be like this, so I didn't want to see you."

"Yes, yes, it's my fault. Suzhen has met my eldest brother."

Although Wu Ding and Xu Xian were not officially sworn sworn brothers, they had always been brothers.

Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian both admired everything Wu Ding had done.

But it’s just too familiar.

When they saw Wu Ding, they were more friendly and natural.

"That's pretty much it. How did you find this place?"

After skipping the initial embarrassment, it was quite joyful to see each other again after a long absence.

It's just that Wu Ding's first polite question is a bit...not something that can be answered in one or two sentences.

Bai Suzhen glanced at Wu Ding.

This glance, that one is meaningful.

Then he sighed softly and started from the beginning.

Because of Wenquxing’s incident, I don’t know how many people came to see Dingbei.

Anyway, practitioners can fly more.

It’s easy to fly over and take a look.

So during this time, the Xu family and his wife kept receiving various guests.

After confirming that Dingbei is healthy and safe, Dingbei still has no thought of Congwen.

All the capable people and strangers started to count with their fingers.

It's just that celestial hints are difficult to calculate because there are many factors that interfere with it, so this time it seems a little more obscure.

The practitioners were not in a hurry, and one by one they stayed temporarily in Xu Mansion.

Calculate slowly.

The General's Mansion doesn't care about the dozen or so of them.

But the problem is...

They were busy exploring, but Dingbei could not leave easily.

Bai Suzhen, who had just promised Xu Jiaorong to take Dingbei to Hangzhou, could only go there once in person to express her apology for breaking the promise.

As a result, I saw the Li family in a mess.

"Oh~ Mr. Zhuang's letter has arrived?"

Before, Wu Ding casually fooled children on the roadside, but his family didn't pay much attention.

But in a blink of an eye, a real great scholar came to accept a disciple.

The great scholar has a great background.

Finally, the Hangzhou magistrate accompanied the messenger to Li's house.

Li Gongfu is also a head catcher.

If Xu Xian hadn't become rich, the Li family's horizons would have become much higher.

I'm afraid I will be even more panicked at this moment.

Even so, they still felt baffled when faced with this letter.

Don't ask, you'll think you're a liar if you ask.

Even if the prefect comes, he is still a liar.

There is no such thing as pie in the sky.

Bai Suzhen's arrival can be said to be timely.

Xu Jiaorong immediately asked her siblings to figure out what was going on.

"I didn't expect it was you, Brother Wu."

Bai Suzhen looked at Wu Ding curiously.

As for the first thing after Wu Ding came back, I felt a bit...a shock that was too big.

"Do you want Bilian to study?"

What Bai Suzhen did not continue to say was that if you were studying, why bother looking for someone of Zhuang Daru's level?

But she believed that Wu Ding understood what she meant.

"Of course it's not just ordinary studies... there are also imperial examinations and official positions. Finally, you can become a highly respected minister and leave your name in history."

Bai Suzhen instantly thought of the strange and twinkling Wenquxing.

So it turns out that Dingbei abandoned literature and followed martial arts.

Wenquxing must be very depressed.

It was because he sensed an unprecedented "number one talent" that he shone with joy.

Wu Ding waited for Bai Suzhen to be surprised, waiting for her to refute, waiting for her to shake her head and sigh with wonder.

As a result, Bai Suzhen just nodded.

No more.

In fact, being a mother.

Bai Suzhen also thought about her son's lifelong events again.

A prime minister is a daughter-in-law, which sounds great.

Alas, forget it.

Wu Ding is back.

Dingbei's marriage should be decided by himself.

"Don't you think it's whimsical?"

"Yes, but since it's your idea, brother, it's not too much. Let alone Bi Lian going to study and become an official, it's not impossible for Bi Lian to become the Crown Princess."

The White Lady is more thoughtful than Wu Ding.

"You don't know how depressed everyone felt after you left..."

The White Lady takes the perspective of both demon and human.

It describes everyone's changes and mentality after Wu Ding left.

The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring of water.

This is a famous saying taught by Mr. Wang from childhood to adulthood.

But facing Wu Ding’s kindness.

The entire Song Dynasty didn't know how to repay.

Facing the benefits brought by the prosperity of the country.

The entire spiritual practice community doesn’t know how to repay.

Wu Ding's leaving without saying goodbye (Wu Ding: I left a message) made them feel uneasy that they could never repay in this life.

Every time there was a good harvest, the people owed an extra bite of food to Wu Ding.

Every time you walk on the cement road and reach your destination quickly, you owe a debt of gratitude to Wu Ding.

As life gets better, I feel more and more that I have paid too little.

What did they give Wu Ding?

Just a house! (Wu Ding: Among the five worlds, the most luxurious imperial terrace is yours.)

Where are the Wuding people?

Gone!

Maybe even goodbye forever!

He died silently because of them!

Therefore, more and more temples are built in various places.

The people worshiped more and more.

Dingbei's pressure to get married is also increasing, although Dingbei himself doesn't know about it because of his parents' protection.

"This is it, everyone doesn't think it's enough, so why give Bilian a chance?"

What Bai Suzhen didn't say was.

If Wu Ding appears now, make a request.

Maybe Li Bilian would be able to wear court clothes the next day and be high up in the temple.

Wu Ding also learned from Bai Niangniang's narration how he was exposed in the past.

Then he smacked his lips at the enthusiasm of the entire Song Dynasty.

"I mean let her try it on her own."

Instead of asking for a mascot.

"Of course this is possible."

On this point, Bai Suzhen, who has been at the center of the craze these years, can vouch for it.

"So, Brother Wu, when will you go to Bianjing?"

"Uh-huh??"

Bianjing? I have no plans to go.

He planned to meet his former friends after learning something from Zhuang Daru.

The main ones I saw were Xu Xian's family and Li Li.

What to do in Bianjing?

Wu Ding looked at Bai Suzhen doubtfully.

Then the next second, the familiar Bai Lian wrapped his arms around Wu Ding.

A posture that would not let Wu Ding sneak away.

There were more question marks on Wu Ding's head.

"Brother Wu, you have always said that you have important things to do. Now that the Emperor's Platform has disappeared, your important things should have been completed, right?"

"That's right."

Does this have anything to do with going to Bianjing?

"That's good." The White Lady smiled.

"Brother Wu, do you know how the official and I started?"

All Chinese people know it.

The grace of saving one's life is pledged with one's own body.

"Then you saved the Song Dynasty and the common people. How should we repay you?"

Wu Ding: Isn’t the temple already built?

White Lady: Not enough. Brick walls, stone tiles, clay sculptures and wood carvings satisfy the people's wishes, how can they be regarded as repayments?

Wu Ding: Bilian...

White Lady: The stars of literary music are shining, and she is a genius. It is a blessing for the Song Dynasty to have one more famous minister.

"So, what you mean is..." Wu Ding pointed at Bai Lian whose hand was wrapped around him.

Good guy, the snake scales are showing on this white silk.

It was obviously the refining of White Lady's snake.

“No matter what we do, it’s hard to thank you enough for your sacrifice.”

The White Lady put away her smile and bowed respectfully to the Wuding.

"The only thing we can do is to officially hold a ceremony for you to become a god."

"ah?"

"How did Jiang Ziya become a god? You need it too. Everyone has prepared the process and the altar has been set up."

Wu Ding:! ! !

"This is not just a canonization by the official family, but also recognized by the spiritual world. We will formally sacrifice to heaven and earth to make you a genuine..."

Divine purity, sincerity, benevolence and true monarch An Rongrui

Wu Ding: No, wait, this matter can still be discussed! ! !