"Lin - late - Rong -" Qin Xian'er recited a few times, her face slightly flushed, and she said in a soft voice: "Young master, do you really want to be a servant in the Xiao family for the rest of your life? With your talent and knowledge, how many people in the world can be worthy of serving you?"

  Lin Wanrong chuckled and said: "It's not easy for people to live a peaceful life, why have so many demands?"

  Qin Xian'er sighed and said after a long while: "Young master, please wait for a moment."

  She turned around and fumbled on the bed for a while, Lin Wanrong only heard a rustling sound, Qin Xian'er had already taken out a package.

  She unwrapped the package and found two small books inside, handing them over to Lin Wanrong: "This is for you."

  Lin Wanrong took over the two exquisite thread-bound booklets, one called "Damo Fow Tiger Fist" and the other more exaggeratedly titled "Yi Jin Jing". The latter was quite famous. Lin Wanrong felt a bit dizzy, wondering if he was being asked to practice martial arts again.

  As expected, Qin Xian'er said seriously: "Young Master, you often travel outside and have outstanding talent, it's inevitable that you'll be envied by others. I have some defensive techniques given to me by friends here, I'd like to give them to you, hoping they can keep you safe."

  Lin Wanrong smiled wryly and shook his head, Qin Xian'er said: "Young master doesn't like Shaolin Kung Fu? Don't worry, I have another one here." She took out a book from the package, "The Heavenly Northern Dipper Sword Technique", and said: "This is a Wudang ultimate skill..."

  Jian Wanrong saw her taking out one after another, and was a bit stunned. This girl, wouldn't she be selling martial arts secret manuals in bulk? Who knows if they're street vendor goods or not? However, these small books looked like they were from ancient times, and should all be genuine.

  Qin Xian'er saw that he seemed to have no interest in any of them, while she had unknowingly turned the package upside down. She couldn't help but blush and asked: "Sir, really not a single one catches your eye?"

  Seeing her disappointed expression, Lin Wanrong suddenly remembered the look on Xiao Qingxuan's face when she gave him the secret recipe yesterday, and thought to himself, "Are all women this fond of fighting these days?"

  He was grateful for Qin Xian'er's kindness, and smiled: "It's not that I look down on them, but they don't think much of me. Miss Qin, I'm not young anymore, and it's probably too late for me to learn martial arts now."

  Qin Xian'er sighed and knew that he was right. At his current age, it was indeed a bit late to learn martial arts.

  Lin Wanrong smiled and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Miss. I will always remember it in my heart. Although I have no fate with martial arts, I do have a fate with beautiful women. Who knows, maybe one day I'll need to trouble Miss Xian'er for help."

  Qin Xian'er saw that he was so open-minded and couldn't help but admire him, smiling sweetly: "Young master said a few words, but nothing serious came out of it."

  Lin Wanrong smiled without saying a word, and Qin Xian'er suddenly said in a low voice: "Xian'er regards you as a bosom friend, with a deep understanding of each other's hearts. Please keep today's matter confidential for me."

  Lin Wanrong recalled that Xiao Qingxuan had tried to get Qin Xian'er's identity from her, and now it seemed that this Qin Xian'er was not simple after all. But she was so straightforward with herself, people don't owe me, how can I owe them? Lin Wanrong nodded: "Don't worry, Miss, I didn't see anything today."

  Qin Xian'er was overjoyed when she heard this, and gave him a charming smile that made the hundred flowers lose their color.

  Lin Wanrong stared blankly at her for a long time before finally exhaling, thinking to himself, "This girl, like Xiao Qingyuan, is a stunning beauty who can captivate the entire nation."

  Qin Xian'er saw him staring blankly at her and couldn't help but lower her head in shyness, softly saying: "You, what are you looking at?"

  Lin Wanrong snapped back to reality and hastily said: "Nothing, actually I have something that I'd like to ask Miss Xian'er for help with."

  Qin Xian'er was overjoyed when she heard this and hastily said: "Young Master, please go ahead and speak. As long as I can do it, I will not disobey your orders."

  Lin Wanrong saw that her face was flushed with a hint of surprise, and couldn't help but tease: "What's wrong, Miss Xian'er? Are you afraid I'll make some unreasonable request?"

  Qin Xian'er gazed at him with a multitude of emotions and said, "Xian'er is just an ordinary woman, how could I possibly enter your eyes? Even if I were to sweep the floor and wait upon you, I fear you wouldn't even give me a glance."

  She spoke and spoke, and her face actually had a hint of melancholy. Lin Wanrong exclaimed that this girl was indeed a stunning beauty who could captivate the hearts of many men with just this look of resentment alone.

  Lin Wanrong smiled and said, "Actually, there's nothing else. In a few days, a friend of mine is opening a wine shop, I'd like to ask Miss Qin to help me find two girls to sing some small tunes."

  "Oh?" Qin Xian'er asked curiously, "But I don't know what kind of little tune? In our wonderful Jade Lane, there's nothing else, but girls who can sing little tunes are plenty. What type is the young master looking for?"

  Lin Wanrong thought for a moment and said, "I want to find two younger girls who are pretty and about the same height. Yes, they must be able to sing well."

  Qin Xian'er smiled and said, "This is easy to arrange, please wait a moment, young master." She went out for a while, and in the time it took to drink a cup of tea, she brought in two young and beautiful maids, smiling at Lin Wanrong and saying, "Young master, these two maids are still virgins, they sing quite well, what do you think of them?" And to the two maids, she said, "This is Young Master Lin, hurry up and greet him."

  The two little maids curtsied lightly and said in sweet voices, "Xiao Cui (Xiao Lian) has seen the young master." Their voices were clear and melodious, like the song of an oriole emerging from a valley. Lin Wanrong thought to himself that Qin Xiang'er's eyes were indeed discerning, for these two little girls not only looked good but also had extremely pleasant voices.

  Lin Wanrong nodded and said, "Two girls are good. I believe you have already heard Miss Xian'er say that I want to teach the two girls to sing a little song, and on the day of the wine tower's opening, they can go up and perform."

  Xiao Cui and Xiao Lian glanced at Qin Xian'er, saw her nod slightly, and responded together: "We will follow your orders, young master."

  Lin Wanrong thought for a moment and said, "The name of this little tune is 'Western Wing', it's a small melody from my hometown, taken from a very famous allusion 'The Story of the Western Wing'."

  "What's 'The West Chamber'?" Qin Xian'er asked with interest: "I've never heard of this allusion, can you tell us about it, sir?"

  Lin Wanrong smiled wryly and glanced at Qin Xian'er, knowing that this little girl wouldn't let him off the hook. It seemed like he had to tell a story again. Qin Xian'er scrunched up her small nose, gave him a mischievous glance, and her eyes were filled with amusement, as if listening to his words brought her some kind of satisfaction.

  "This is an old story of a talented young man and a beautiful woman. In the past, there was a rich family's daughter named Cui Yingying, she had a maid named Hongniang... Lin Wanrong fully played to her strengths, telling the story of "The West Chamber" with rising waves of excitement, making Qin Xian'er and two little maids listen in a daze for a long time, before bursting into laughter: "I didn't expect such an interesting thing, this Zhang Gongzi is really lucky!"

  Lin Wanrong wiped the sweat and nodded: "The little tune from my hometown is based on this story. The melody and lyrics are very simple, I guarantee that the two girls can learn it immediately."

  Qin Xian'er looked at Lin Wanrong with interest, and it was unclear whether she was a little shy, but her face flushed with a faint red glow.

  Lin Wanrong, for the sake of his own wine shop business, couldn't care less about his dignity, and softly sang:

  A whiff of fragrance wafted past the western wing

  The lady next door is still in the flower center

  The shoes forgot their original direction

  Stuck in the sentimental thoughts of eighteen and nineteen years old

  How to appreciate flowers in a pot?

  To compare with the girl's appearance

  Willingly be a flower petal beside the flower

  Not only in March can people get drunk

  The day before summer solstice

  The talented scholar walks through the western wing once

  Miss Chance is admiring flowers on the windowsill waiting for a rainy day

  How many times have you read famous poems? How many volumes of famous paintings have you copied?

  The Confused Bookworm's Dream Exists in the Western Wing at the Right Time of Youth

  I passed through the western wing again

  Daydream of twelve years ago

  Write down your me of that year

  A poem of Shui diao ge tou

  I passed through the western wing again,

  Twelve years later, he was eight feet tall

  The flowers remain, but people have gone and the building is empty.

  That flower, often blooms but people find it hard to stay

  He had been a pickup artist when he was chasing girls before, so this song wasn't too embarrassing after all.

  Qin Xian'er was stunned for a while before saying: "Young Master, this little tune from your hometown is indeed extremely simple, yet it's also extremely pleasant to listen to. I used to think that what I learned was already impressive enough, but today I realized that I'm just like a frog at the bottom of a well looking up at the sky."

  Lin Wanrong thought to himself, that's natural, this popular song is meant to have a simple and catchy tune in order to spread widely, just like how you guys sing children's songs with one chant and three sighs, who would still want to listen?

  Qin Xian'er, however, seemed to have taken a great interest in this little tune, and after asking him to sing it again, she sat down at the piano, her slender fingers lightly plucking the strings, and amazingly, she played out the entire melody.

  Seeing Lin Wanrong's stunned expression, Qin Xian'er blushed and said: "Young Master, is it that I played poorly?"

  Lin Wanrong shook his head and said: "It's not that it's not good, but it's too good. Miss Qin, if you go sing this little song, I guarantee that you will hook the souls of all men under the sky."

  Qin Xian'er's face turned red all the way to her ears, and she said shyly: "Young master, don't speak like that, I'm not worthy."

  Lin Wanrong took a deep breath of cold air, this Qin Xian'er was sometimes charming and flirtatious like a young married woman in spring, and sometimes shy and pure like a quiet maiden, truly changing with the wind, captivating people's souls.

  Xiao Cui and Xiao Lian, two young girls who had never been in contact with popular songs before, quickly fell in love with them. Lin Wanrong taught them how to sway their waists, swing their hips, walk on the stage, and show off their body charm to the fullest extent.

  Qin Xian'er watched with great interest on one side, occasionally glancing at Lin Wanrong, the smile on her face was like a blooming flower.

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  Updated two chapters today, 6,000 words. Tomorrow is May 1st, and the book will be officially launched. I hope brothers who have the financial ability can subscribe and support it, which would be the greatest affirmation for Lao Yu.

  Tomorrow will update at least four chapters. Brothers with monthly tickets, I hope to give Lao Yu a few monthly tickets. Lao Yu will express his gratitude to the brothers with a burst of updates.

  The plot of this book is about to enter a brand new stage, the shameless Ding family will soon take the stage of the Xiao family to show off their skills. Please pay attention to it, brothers.